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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A19907) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 25290) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1475-1640 ; 1750:1) The muses sacrifice Davies, John, 1565?-1618. [24], 172 [i.e. 344] p. Printed by T.S. for George Norton, and are to be solde at his shoppe, vnder the Blacke-bell within Temple-barre, London : 1612. In verse. Running title: The muses sacrifice, or, Diuine meditations. Dedicatory verse signed: Iohn Dauies of Hereford. Signatures: [3 stars]⁴ A-Y⁸ Z⁴. Engraved t.p. Pages numbered on recto only. Numerous errors in paging. Reproduction of original in the University of Illinois (Urbana-Champaign Campus). Library. eng Religious poetry, English -- Early modern, 1500-1700. eebo The Muses sacrifice. Davies, John, 1612 370 87631 270 0 0 0 0 0 30.81 C The rate of 30.81 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2002-11 Assigned for keying and markup 2002-12 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2003-01 Sampled and proofread 2003-01 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2003-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion

The MVSES Sacrifice

TO THE MOST NOBLE , and no lesse deseruedly-renowned Ladyes , as well Darlings , as Patronesses , of the Muses ; LVCY , Countesse of Bedford ; MARY , Countesse-Dowager of Pembrooke ; and , ELIZABETH , Lady Cary , ( Wife of Sr. Henry Cary : ) Glories of Women . THE Muses , sacrifice ; I , consecrate ; They , vnto Heau'n ; I , to you , heau'nly THREE : They , my poore Heart ; I , my Loues rich Estate , together with my Rimes , that rarer be . But what can be more rare than richest Loue , sith so rich Loue is , now , so rarely found ? Yes ; measur'd-words , that , out of measure , moue the Soule to Heau'n , from Hel that 's most profound ! A vexed Soule for Follies , that betray the Soule to Death , some call the nether Hell : Thence moue my Measures ; and , doe make such way , that they all Lets to giue way , doe compell . These Rarities , which my poore Soule confines , her treble - Zeale to you ( three Graces ) brings For Grace , as glorious as the Sunne that shines ( as bright , as chearefull ) on inferiour Things . Such Grace you haue , by Vertue , and by Fate , as makes you Three , the Glory of these Times ; The MVSES Darlings , and their Chaires of STATE ; Shapers , and Soules of all Soule-charming Rimes ! BEDFORD , the beaming-glory of thy HOVSE that makes it Heau'n on Earth , thy Worths are such , As all our WITS make most miraculous , because thy WIT and WORTH doe worke so much . For , WIT and SP'RIT , in Beauties Liuery , doe still attend thine all-commanding EYES ; And , in th' Achiuements of thine Ingenie , the glosse thereof , like Orr , on Sable lies . The Wombe that bare thee , made thy noble Breast abound with Bountie , yer thou knew'st thy Fate ; Where furnisht was that Bountie with the best of Honors Humors , giuing Her the Mate . For which , all Poets Plowes ( their Pennes ) doe plow the fertil'st Grounds of ART ; and , in the same , Thy still-increasing Praises ( thicke ) doe sow , to yeeld Aeternitie thy Crop of Fame ! PEMBROKE , ( a Paragon of Princely PARTS , and , of that Part that most commends the Muse , Great Mistresse of her Greatnesse , and the ARTS , ) Phoebus and Fate makes great , and glorious ! A Worke of Art and Grace ( from Head and Heart that makes a Worke of Wonder ) thou hast done ; Where Art , seemes Nature ; Nature , seemeth Art ; and , Grace , in both , makes all out-shine the Sunne . So sweet a Descant on so sacred Ground no Time shall cease to sing to Heau'nly Lyres : For , when the Spheares shall cease their gyring sound , the Angels then , shall chaunt it in their Quires . No Time can vaunt that ere it did produce from femine Perfections , so sweet Straines As still shall serue for Men and Angels vse ; then both , past Time , shall sing thy Praise & Paines . My Hand once sought that glorious WORKE to grace ; and writ , in Gold , what thou , in Incke , hadst writ : But Gold and highest Art are both too base to Character the glory of thy Wit ! And didst thou thirst for Fame . ( as all Men doe ) thou would'st , by all meanes , let it come to light ; But though thou cloud it , as doth Enuy too , yet through both Clouds it shines , it is so bright ! Where bright DESERT fore-goes ; a spurre is Praise to make it runne to all that glorifies : Of such Desert , i● ought eclipse the Rayes , it euer shames FAMES publicke - Notaries . CARY ( of whom Minerua stands in feare , lest she , from her , should get ARTS Regencie ) Of ART so moues the great-all-mouing Spheare , that eu'ry Orbe of Science moues thereby . Thou mak'st Melpomen proud , and my Heart great of such a P●pill , who , in Buskin fine , With Feete of State , dost make thy Muse to mete the Scenes of Syracuse and Palestine . Art , Language ; yea ; abstruse and holy Tongues , thy Wit and Grace acquir'd thy Fame to raise ; And still to fill thine owne , and others Songs ; thine , with thy Parts , and others , with thy praise ▪ Such neruy Limbes of Art , and Straines of Wit Times past ne'er knew the weaker Sexe to haue ; And Times to come , will hardly credit it , if thus thou giue thy Workes both Birth and Graue . Yee Heau'nly Trinary , that swayes the State of ARTS whole Monarchie , and WITS Empire , Liue long your Likes ( vnlike ) to animate ( for all Times light ) to blow at your Arts Fire . For , Time now swels , ( as with some poysonous Weede ) with Paper-Quelkchose , neuer smelt in Scholes ; So , made for Follies Excesse ; for , they feede but fatten not ; if fatten , t is but Fooles . What strange Chime●aes Wit , ( nay Folly ) frames in these much stranger Times , weake Wits t' affright Besides themselues ! for , Wits Celestiall Flames , now spend much Oyle , yet lend but little Light ! And what they lend , is ( oft ) as false , as small ; so ( to small purpose ) they great Paines doe take But to be scorn'd , or curst , or loth'd of all that , by their false-light , foulely doe mistake . For , to giue Light that leads light Men awry , is Light that leades to Darknesse ; then such , Light Were better out , than still be in the Eye of Men , that ( so ) doe , lightly , runne from RIGHT . For , while such Light doth shine , the Multitude ( like Moates in Sunne ) with their Confusion plaies ; Not weighing , o'er their Heads , how Errors Cloud the while , doth threat , t'o'er-whelme them many waies . By pouring downe the Haile of hard Conceits gainst God and Goodnesse , that doe batter both : Or else , by saddest Showres of darke Deceits , borne as the fickle Winde of Fancy blowth : By Lightning ; that doth still more hurt than good ; while Errors Thunder-claps make sowre the sweet ( Yea , sweetest ) drinke of Nature ( our best Bloud ) that doth with Melancholy-madnesse meet . By all that may ( at least ) giue some offence to complete Vertue , Wisedome , Wit , and Art : For , Ignorance , hath oft more Insolence , than puffing Knowledge to take Errors part . Disease of Times , of Mindes , Men , Arts , and Fame , vaine Selfe-conceit , how dost thou ply the Presse Of People and the Printer , with thy shame , clad in the Coate of Fustian-foolishnesse ? For , all that but pretend t' haue Art or Wit , so trauell with Conceit , amisse conceiu'd , That , till the Presse deliuer them of It , their Throwes are such as make them Wit-bereau'd ! Yet , if the Issue of their crazed Braines doe chance ( though monstrously ) to com● to light ; Lord ! how they hugge it , like the Ape that straines her young so hard , in loue , as kils it quite . What Piles of Pamphlets , and more wordy Bookes , now farse the World ! wherein , if Wisdome look● , She shall see nothing worthy of her Lookes , vnlesse the idle Likenesse of a Booke ! But WIT 's most wrong'd by priuiledge of Schoole : for , Learnings Drunkards now so ply the Pot ( Of Incke I meane ) Posteritie to foole , as shames Wits Name , although they touch him not . Some that but looke into Diuinitie with their left Eye , with their left Hand do write What they obserue , to wrong Posteritie , that by this Ignis fatuis roame by Night . Some search the Corpes of all Philosophie , and eu'ry Nerue and Veyne so scrible on , That where it should be Truths Anatomie , they make it Errors rightest Scheleton . Some others on some other Faculties , still ( fondly ) labour , but to be in Print : ( O poore Ambition ! ) so , their Folly flies abroad the World , like Slips , that shame their Mint . But Poesie ( dismall Poesie ) thou art most subiect to this sou'raigne Sottishnesse ; So , there 's good Cause thou shouldst be out of heart , sith all , almost , now put thee vnder Presse . And Wit lies shrowded so in Paper-sheetes , bound Hand and Foote with Cords of Vanities : That ( first ) with all Obscuritie it meetes ; so , t is impossible it ere should rise . But you● Three Graces , ( whom our Muse would grace , had she that glory , that our Philip had , That was the Beautie of Arts Soule and Face ) you presse the Presse with little you haue made . No ; you well know the Presse so much is wrong'd , by abiect Rimers that great Hearts doe scorne To haue their Measures with such Nombers throng'd . as are so basely got , conceiu'd , and borne . And , did my Fortunes not expose me to contempt of Greatnesse , sith so meane I am , I should , with Greatnesse , greatly scorne it too , sith Fame for Versing , now , is held but Shame . But , in that Veyne lies not that Maladie ; no , It is sound , and holds Arts purest Bloud , Which therein flowes to each Extremitie of Arts whole Body , for the publike-good . Here-hence it came , that diuine Oracles ( Apollos Dialect , great God of Art ) Were still exprest in measur'd Sillables , sith squarest Thoughts most roundly they impart . In which respect it's meet'st to make Records of memorable Accidents of Time : Of Princes Liues , and Actions of great Lords : which Poets , first , did Chronicle in Rime . Nay , they were first that Natures Workes obseru'd , and Bookt it out for young Philosophers : Yea , they were first , by whom , is still conseru'd the knowledge of Heau'ns motions , and the Starres . Who sought to finde each Substance separate , and , in their curious Search , sound what they were ; And , to the Life , did them delineate on Arts faire Front , that there , more faire , appeare ! Then , Poets were the first Philosophers ; first State-obseruers , and Historians : First Metaphickes , and Astronomers , yea , first Great-clarks , and Astrologians . And , therefore , were they , in the Worlds first Age , pow'rfull'st Perswaders ; whose sweet Eloquence : ( That euer , staidly , ranne from holy Rage ) was the first Rethoricke sprung from Sapience . For , should we giue this Empresse but her due , ( Empresse of speech that Monarchizeth Eares ) We must confesse , she can all Soules subdue , to Passions causing Ioy , or forcing Teares . It is a Speech of most Maiesticke state , that makes Reas'ns Forces not to be with-stood : The Tethys , that doth still predominate th' outragious Ocean of our boyling bloud ! For , it doth flow more fluent from the Tongue . and , in the flowing , carries all with it , Which but attempts the Torrent to impugne and Rockes of Art remoues , to Seas of Wit ! Succinct it is , and easier to retaine ( which with our Wits and Wils doth ●est agree ) Than Prose , lesse subiect to iust Measures Raigne : for , Prose from Measures Rule is ( loosely ) free . And , for it 's ofter vs'd , it cloyes the ●a●e ; nor so compos'd of Measures Musicall ; And not allow'd that Beautie Verse mu●● beare , nor yet the Cadence so Harmonicall . It 's not adornd with choise of such rich Words , which heau'nly Poesi● gracefully doth heare ; Nor licens'd that fine phra●e ▪ Art Verse affords , then , to diuinest Spirits it should be deare : For , t is the Honie of all Rethoricks Flow'ers , the Quintessence of Art , and Soule of Wit ; Right spirit of Words , true phrase of Heau'nly Pow'rs ; and , in a Word ; for Heau'n , all-onely , fit . But Time these Times , it seemes , in Malice chose , to mischiefe Poets ; for , it ne'er brought ●orth To this wilde World ( mad-merry still in Prose ) such worthy Poets , yet so litt●e worth . And , how should they be otherwise ? for , they can twist no Lines , that hold eternall Rime , On Rockes of Art ; but much Time turnes away ; so , get but Fame and Famine in that Time . For , Time they spend in that which none regards , but such as would , but can no Larges giue : While other Arts , more poore , get rich Rewards : so , Phoebus Sonnes , by Luster , onely , liue ! The Painter , that is Master of his Skill , and but with Earthly Coulors paints ( alone ) Meere Formes of Beasts , hath oft Reward at Will ; but , Poets Paintings , though diuine , haue none . But Painters , sith to Poets they draw nye , ( saue that they draw inne Gold ( vnlike them ) still ) And , paint so liuely in dumbe Poesie , I wish their gaine as great as is their Skill . For , Pictures speake , although they still be dumbe ; and what they cannot speake , they recompence With Demonstration ; so , can Soules o'er-come , as soone by silence , as by Eloquence . But Trades ( that doe but Case the Corps aright with our owne Cost , ( which oft they tei●h , at least ) But aske and haue : when they that clothe the Sp'rit in Vertues Robes , are paid but with a Ieast . Which Iesters Memories I wish may be 'mong Trencher-Bustons , Fooles , and Naturals , Preseru'd by Poets for Posteritie to weepe or laugh at , as the Humor fals . For , Poets best preserue the fame or shame of good or bad ▪ sith with their pow'rfull Penne , They giue the Vertuous an immortall Names ; but , make the vicious liue , still loth'd of Men. No earthly Matter ( howsoeuer wrought , though it ( withall ) be rais'd aboue the Clouds ) Can Fame vphold , but it will fall to nought : for , Earth , in Time , her brauest Buildings shrouds . Those Threatners of the Skye , proud Ilium , Byrza of Carthage , Towre of Babilon , Where are they now , with all their state , become ? are they not all , to all Confusion gone ? Where 's Neroes golden-Palace , that drew drye ( had it been● liquid ) freest Founts of Gold ? Asinius Pollioes Court of Liberty , so rare for state , are now turn'd both to Molde . Nay , that proud Pyramed is come to nought , that , pight neere Memphis , seem'd to proppe the Skie , Whereon , three-hundred-threescore-thousand wrought full twenty Yeeres , before it rought so hie ! Some Authors say , the Ground-worke of the same tooke vp an hundred Furlongs in the Round : Which higher rose , aspiring , like a Flame , yet now , of this , no Sparke is to be found . Much lesse doth any Author testifie what King ( of Fame desirous ) rais'd the same : A most iust plague to checke their vanitie , that so-in Lime and Stone , entombe their Name . What rests of Scaurus Amphitheater , than which , I wot not whether all the Cost Caligula and Nero did conferre on all their Buildings , most admir'd , were most ! The Scene whereof , three Stages did containe , whereon three hundred Collumnes and threescore Of rarest Marble ( deckt with many a Veyne of orient Coulors ) held vp eyther Floore . Which Pillers , eight and thirty Foote in height , were each but of one Piece , in each Degree ; Wherein an hundred thousand people might be plac'd , secure , the Spectacles to see . And ( in the midst ) the Stage was all of Glasse , made thicke , to beare the Actors waight thereon ; Three Thousand Copper-statues all did grace ; besides some Gold , and some refulgent Stone ! And onely for a Month ( no longer then the Playes were playing ) was it to endure : Yet , being but a Romane Cittizen that made it such , his Fame still sutes his pow'r . The rather sith he , to adorne the Muse , this Cost bestow'd ; or else ( perhaps ) his Fame Had beene , with Neroes , much , but monstrous ; the Muse alone then , well renownes a Name . Yet , now her Agents are so poore become in Minde and state , that , for an abiect Fee , They 'l honor ( to their shame ) but HONORS skum ; yea , Deifie a Diu'll , if he be free . But , strong Necessitie constraines the same , ( as Israels Singer did the Shew-bread eate By like constraint ) yet , they are Lords of FAME ; and , where they charge with it , there 's no retreit . For , though Time-present see it mis-bestow'd , yet if Wits Engine it doe rarely raise , Of Times to come , It shall be so allow'd , that both the prais'd and praiser , they will praise ! Yet , speake a Language ●ew doe apprehend ; so few affect it : for , wee nought affect , But what our Vnderstandings comprehend ; no maruell then the most this Art neglect . Nay , were 't but so , yet Poesie still should finde some grace with some , whom Art makes great , of vile : But now such thinke , it but distracts the Minde ; for , broken-Braines such great-Ones Poets stile . Vnfit for serious vse , vnfit for all that tends to perfect Mans Felicitie ; Light , idle , vaine , and what we worse may call , yea , though it were the Skumme of Vanitie . And would these Truths were all true Falacies , ( though Poets used to none of these incline : For , personall faults are not the Faculties , that is not onely faultlesse , but diuine . ) But t is too true in many that professe the Art ; though Leaden Lumpes : for , none can swim In Helicon without that Happinesse , which , from his Mothers Wombe , he brought with him . And , t is as true if Grace and Gouernment , doe not containe the Minde , in Raptures high , But it , of Wit , may make so large extent , as it may cracke the strongest Ingenie . So may it doe in other Mysteries , and that which we most praise , may most impeach : Diuinitie it selfe may soon'st doe this , if Grace with-hold not from too high a Reach . Then , let this Arte ( which is the Angels speech ) ( for , to the High'st they speake in nought but Hymnes , Which , in the Wombe , they doe true Poets teach ) be freed from speech , that but her glory dimmes . Then let the ignorant-great-highly base reuile her ne'er so much , they but bewray Their owne Defects therby , and giue but grace to Folly , darkned with Arts glorious Raie . But no great Spirit ▪ ( whose temper is diuine , and dwels in reall - GREATNES ) but adores The Heau'nly MVSE , that in Arts Heau'n doth shine like Phoebus , lending Light to other Lores . To you therefore ( that Arte predominate great in your Vertue , Skill , and Fortunes too ) My Muse held meet'st these Flights to consecrate , sith you most grace the Muse in most you doe . And as the Sunne doth glorifie each Thing ( how euer base ) on which he deignes to smile : So , your cleare Eyes doe giue resplendishing to all their Obiects be they ne'er so vile : Then , looke on These and Me , with such a Glance , That both may shine through your bright Countenance . The vnfained louer , honorer , and admirer of your rare Perfections , Iohn Dauies of Hereford .
The Sacrifices of God are a contrite Spirit : A contrite and a broken Heart , O God , thou wilt not dispise . Psal. 51.17 . A Broken Heart ( deare LORD ) thy Grace respects , as Loues best Sacrifice ; the , breake my Heart To make it sound thereby , in his Affects ; and Sinne ( that wounds It still ) from It to part . How is it ( Lord ) that who so seekes thy Face must with the whole-heart se●ke the same to see ? Yet Broken-hearts as soone doe get thy Grace ; so , whole or broken , are all One to Thee . Then , breake my heart , to make it whole ; that so ( being broken quite , and made whole afterward ) It , in thy Kingdome , still may currant goe , made flat to take thy Print , with Pressures hard : That , though the Fiend abuse thy Forme in mee , It , through thy Test , may currant passe to Thee .
Another of the same . AS in the Sacrifices of the Law , there was an Alter , Priest Host , Fire and Wood : So This to That , in likenesse neere doth draw ; and wants but holy - Fire to make it good . The Alter , is my Hope ; the Host , my Heart ; the Priest , my Faith ; my Loue , the Fu●ll is : All these ( ô Lord ) are ready ; but the Art to fire the Fuell , wants ; then , doe thou This. I am but Passiue in this holy Act , Thou the sole Agent : yet , ô make me fi● To worke with thee together in this Fact , with all the Forces of my Will and Wit : And sith ( deare ●o●d ) all things so ready be , Giue Fire , to sacrifice my Heart to Thee !
Another . DEscend sweet hallowed Fire from that high FLAME that euer burnes in LOVES eternall Brest ; consume this Sacrifice , and let the rest Licke vp my Teares for Sinne about the same : That Mis-beleeuers thereby still may know There is no GOD but he that fir'd it so . I am no Prophet , Seër , Saint , nor ought , that may expect such Fauour ; but a Wretch made meeke by Sinne ; yet Hands of Faith doe stretch To thee , whom men prophane , doe set at nought : If Faith then , with thee worke this wondrous Feate , They will confesse my God as good , as great !
To ouer-curious Critiques . YEe ouer-curious Eyes ( that nought can please produc'd by Art or Nature ) ô auert Your All-deprauing-banefull lookes from these pure Flames , that sacrifice our dying Heart . Here are no Nouels ( which yee most d●s●re ) nor ought vnvsuall ; but , here shall you see What hath beene said of old , in new Attire , with our Thoughts interlac'd ; so , ours they be . The Spider-webbe , which in her Wombe is bred , we prize no more for that : nor , estimate Pure Honie lesse , for being gathered from many Sweets ; nay , more ( much more ) for that : What we haue gather'd , is from others Flowres ; And , what is added , is from sweet'st of ours .
To the Indifferent Readers . TO pray , in measur'd Sillables , is strange , Familiars with peruersenesse may conceiue : But PIETIE her selfe , allowes this Change ; and , for our Learning , doth Example leaue . Her Friend ( sweet Psalmist ) sung his Soules-Conceits in sacred Numbers ; and , the Heau'ns did Charme With pow'rfull Verse : so , those commanding - Heights , he wanne but with his Muses mighty Arme ! All Christian - Churches ( howsoe'er a● ods ) with Psalmes & Hymnes beate Heau'ns resounding Wall : Nay , more , the Pagans sing vnto their Gods ; and , which is most , the Angels most o● all : Then , sith both Heau'n and Earth This still doe vse , He shames himselfe that for this blames our Muse.
The Author , of , and to his Muse. MY Muse is tirde with tyring but on Leaues that fruitlesse are ; yet , leaue ill fruits behinde : Shee onely workes for Ayre , that but deceiues : so , workes for nothing , but deceitfull Winde . And what she seiseth , as her Subiect , is but vaine , if it be light ; and lightly what Shee preyes vpon , is such : then , now on This , shee needes to pray , for preying so on That . O Muse , didst thou but know thy natiue kinde , ( being all diuine ) thou ne'er would'st waue thy wings In that which doth but onely marre the Mind ; but , endlesly , about Celestiall Things . Th' wilt be deplum'd for pluming so on Trash , and ( like a Flesh-●lye ) lighting but on Sores ; Then , in Arts fairest Founts , thy Feathers wash , to flye to him that Heau'n and Earth adores ! Thy Raptures else , are but such Rauishments , as are reproachfull , penall , lewde , and light : But Raptures farre aboue the Elements , doe shew thy Vertue in the fairest ●light . O then , thou great vnlimitable Muse , ( that rests , in motion , in th' ETERNALS Breast ) Inspire my Muse , with grace her pow'r to vse in nought , but what to thee shall be addrest : So shall that Spirit that made thy Dauid sing , Make Dauies too , ( a Begger ) like a King .
THE MVSES SACRIFICE .
A Confession of sinnes , with petition for grace . O Trinall Vnion , God creating Gods , O sole resistles all-effecting Pow'r , When wilt attone twixt mee and thee the ods ? Till when , eternall I account each how'r . I am ( O Lord ) thy Creature re-created ; Made , marr'd , re-made , by Loue , by Sinne , by Grace : Shall Loue , and Grace , by Sinne be so defeated , That Loue should lose her labor ; Grace , her place ? Thou art the Salue , and I the mortall Sore ; Yet with one touch , thy vertue can reuiue me : To heale this Sore , a Speare thy heart did gore , ( Kinde Pelican ) that thy Bloud might relieue me , Thy Hands that form'd , reform'd , and me conform'd Were to a Crosse transfixed for my sake , To help my hatefull hands that sinne inorm'd ; Then can those helping Hands their Cure forsake ? Thy Head was crown'd with Thorny Diadem , To cure mine , crown'd with Sinnes sweet-pricking Roses : Thy body ( ah ) did bloud & water streame , To wash away Sinnes soile which mine encloses . Thy Feete was crosse-wise nailed to a Crosse , To heale mine , swolne with running into vice : On thy saire Skin whips did my Crimes engrosse , So freedst thou me from them with bloudy price . Then can such Loue now leaue the thing it lou'd ? Is Sinne so sowre to turne sweete Loue to Hate ? To dye for Sinne , it thee alone behou'd , And yet shall Sinne thy Deaths desert abate ? O God forbid ; sith Sinne , and Death , and Hell , Thou on the Crosse didst conquer throgh thy death , And by the pow'r thereof their pow'r didst quell To lowest deepes , and it restrain'd beneath . Besides , thou saist ( but Truth what canst thou say ? ) A Gulph is set the two Extreames betweene ; Twixt Heauen and Hell no entercourses may ( By meanes thereof at any time ) be seene . I am in Heauen ; for , in thy glorious Wounds By Faith I hide me , from Sinne , Death and Hell : If Sathan ( for my plague ) would breake his bounds , Those Gulphes of grace to stay will him compell . Then keep me in thy Wounds ( my soules sole heau'n ) From whence if out-cast , I to Hell must fall ; Where out-cast-like of Hope shall be bereau'n : If reft of Hope , then reft of Help withall . But help me ( Lord ) else hopelesse shall I be ; Thy help the hopefull neuer faild at need : Then , sith my hope of help alone 's in thee , Let speedy help my ready hope succeed . Vpon thine Hand thine hand hath writ my Name ; Then reade thy Hand , and saue me by the same .
A Sinners acknowledgement of his Vilenesse and Mutabilitie . SPare me ( deare Lord ) my daies as nothing be , Consum'd in Sin , then which is nothing worse : Yet Sinne is nothing : yet can well agree With nothing but thy vengeance and thy curse . Yet is it that , without which none can liue , Sprong from our Proto-parents ( rootes of strife ) Linckt to that Curse ; that Life a crosse doth giue , not crosse of Life , but crosse in Booke of Life . Then happy that , that Life yet neuer had ; ( Life that still subiect is to such a crosse ) And haplesse I that liue in life so bad , Where life is found with lifes eternall losse . Ah what am I , but slime , durt , dounge and dust , Graue-monste●s food , Wormes pittance ( most impure ) Sprong from the earth & vnto earth that must ? How , where , or when , I ( sure ) am most vnsure . Abortiue Brat of damn'd Concupiscence , Hels heire , Heau'ns hate , eternall food for Fire , A Gulph of griefe , and Sincke of foule offence , Scum of vaine Pride , and froth of damn'd Desire : Copesmate of Beasts , and to a Beast transform'd , A Dungeon darke , a loathsome Lumpe of Earth , Fardle of filth , prodigious , foule , deform'd , Dishonours vassaile , cursed childe of Wrath : Patterne of Vice , and Mould of Vanitie , Made of the Molde that marres what ere it makes ; Errors misse-maze , where lost is Veritie , Or blinded so , that still wrong course it takes : A Bramble Bryer , an vse-lesse barren Plant , A Dogge , a Hogge , a Viper most vnkinde , A Rocke of wracke , dry Well of eu'ry Want , A Weather-cocke , more wau'ring then the winde : A thing of naught , a naughtie thing , that marres What Goodnesse makes ; a damn'd incarnate Deuill ; Contentions Source , Loues hate , still causing iarres , A banefull weede , and Roote of eu'ry euill : What shall I say ? A Map of miserie , Confusions Chaos , Frailties Spectacle , The Worlds disease , Times vgli●●● Prodigie ; Th' abuse of Men , and Sh 〈…〉 ●btectacle . Mortall , and to a Bubble suteable , Whose slesh as Flowres , whose life as Houres consumes , Of matter made , more then most mutable , Yet ( sure of certaine death ) of life presumes : Fraile life , which more it lasts , the sooner worne , The longer drawne , the shorter is the date , Hedg'd in with cares , as with an Hedge of Thorne ; Whose piercing prickes the minde doe vulnerate . If merry now , anone with woe I weepe ; If lustie now , forth-with am water-weake ; If now aliue , anone am buried deepe ; That houre that glads the heart , the heart doth breake : One while I laugh , another while I lowre ; Now ioy in Griefe , and then in Ioy I grieue ; Now wake in Care , then sleepe I straight secure , Now I dispaire , then Hope doth me relieue ; Now sigh for sinne , then sinne , so sigh in vaine ; Now minde I Heau'n , then Earth excogitate ; Now fast and pray , then feast and prate againe ; Now labours end , then labours renouate ; Now am I loose , then lose I libertie ; Now sound , then sicke ; now vp , then downe I fall ; Now am I safe , and then in ieopardie ; Now ouerco 〈…〉 then , put to the wall ; Now I discourse , then ( mute againe ) I muse ; Now seek the World , then search I for thy Waies ; Now am abus'd , and then I doe abuse ; Now hate , then loue ; now praise , then straight dispraise ; Now This I long for , by and by for That ; This now delights me ; then with that am cloid ; Now would haue this , and then I wot not what : And thus with This , and That , am still annoid . To count the count-lesse vaine varieties Wherewith this mortall life surrounded is , Or to recite our vaines in vanities , I may ( as of the Starres ) the reck'ning misse . All that this earthy Boowle on breast doth beare Is subiect most to most vnconstant state : One moment makes as if they neuer were , And eu'ry minute drawes them to their date . The heate , the cold ▪ the hunger , thirst , and all The miseries that life ( fraile life ) annoy , ( Which swarming hide this Globe terrestriall ) No Tongue can tell , thogh all their pow'rs employ . Death seconds these , ( if not the second Death ) Who with his fatall Fanne sweepes all away , At All ( saith he ) whose nostrils bound their breath ; Thus carelesly ( at All ) with All doth play . One dyes with Sicknesse , Thought another kils ; With Hunger this , with Thirst that man doth pine : Some Water choakes , an Halter others spils : Some Fire consumes , some Beasts deuoure in fine . This man he murders with the ruthlesse Sword ; That man with Poyson he doth suffocate : With Bullet this ; that with a bitter Word He ends ; and others end with worser Fate . No Flesh ( though fram'd in height of Natures skill , With composition more then halfe diuine ) But it is subiect made to death , vntill Th' Immortall doe that mortall flesh refine . Thus all he ends ; yet none their ends fore-know , A secret t' is , to Death himselfe vnknowne : Whom he must strike thy finger ( Lord ) must show , Nor dares he shoot til thou the Mark hast showne . To some he is thy mercies Minister ; To other some the Engine of thy wrath : This sadnesse to my Soule doth minister , For , bleeding Conscience many faintings hath : But wash the same with thy sweet mercies dewe , And it annoint with vnction spirituall , Then health , and rest , and peace shall straight ensue , Which to my Conscience will be cordiall : I haue discourst to thine all-hearing Eares My dismall plight , in dolefull Elegie , With Tragick accents , accents causing teares , ( Sad teares ) attending matchlesse misery : Thy pitties Eare therefore , bowe downe , O Lord , To these most pensiue , and most iust complaints : Let mercies Eyes , with pitties Eares accord , To chear the conscience that with bleeding faints : In hope were of my soule shall rest in peace , Till thou vouchsafe to send her full release .
A Confession of a Sinner , acknowledging the misery of humane frailtie . CElestiall Lord , Creator of this ALL , Embracer , Prop , and Ruler of the same , Whose vnseene Eye beholds the generall , And singly seest at once this double Frame , O vaile that Christall-cleere all-seeing eye , On vtter-darknesse , that , Lord , that am I. Mine Intellect is darke , darke my soules sight ; My body darke ( darke dungeon of my soule ) Is opposite ( for darknesse ) to thy light , What can be darker , or more vgly foule ? Thus darknesse striuing much more darke to be , ( Hell being too light ) infus'd it selfe in me . O Iustice Sunne with Taper pointed beames , Dart through this Darknesse , open loopes for light , By which the influence of thy lights leames Through my darke soule may be dispersed quight : For what is that which extreame darknes cleares But extreame light of lights , when it appeares ? Where extreame darknesse harbours , there is Hell , In me ( deare Lord of Heauen ) that hell is plac't , My heart ( hard hart ) wherein all horrors dwell , With vexing thoughts ( like Fiends ) away doth wast : My Conscience quite confounded with my misse , Is lowest Hell , where highest Anguish is . Descend sweet Christ , and harrow with thy Crosse This hell of Conscience , flee my soule from thence ; It is thine owne ( deare Lord ) it is thy losse , If it doe perish through my sinnes offence : Why , sinne is nothing ; then for thing of nought Lose not my soule ( poore purchase ) dearly boght . In Deaths dark shade ( o'er-shadowed with my sinne Vpon the black pit brinck of deepe Despaire ) I lye , ( deare Lord ) halfe out , but more halfe in ; Help , help , ô help , Lord heare , Lord heare my prayer Now , now , ô now , if euer , help me now , I sincke , I sincke , help ere I sincke too low . Remember Lord , Lord call to minde againe The drops ( strange drops ) of Water mixt with Bloud Which from thy paine-prest Body ranne amaine , What time on ground it lay in pensiue moode : If then thou praid'st that Cup might passe from thee , I well may pray let this Cup passe from mee . A Cup of cares , confected by sowre sinne , Baning my Soule with bitter operation : Let this Cup passe before I doe beginne ; Least it effect my crazed soules damnation . O thou that felt'st fraile mans infirmitie , Respect fraile Me , else in despaire I die . Whose Faith ( too like a feather in the winde ) Is tossed with the least temptations blast : With doubtings daunted ; when the faithfull finde A calme in conscience till such stormes are past : But I ( vile wretch ) am tossed to and fro , With eu'ry Storme that rise , or Blast that blow . See Lord ( ah see ) see , see , how all my Veynes Do pant with paine , through sense of my misdeedes : Behold my Heart , wherein all sorrow raignes , ( Griefe-wounded heart ) behold it how it bleedes : O poure therein thy precious Balmes of grace , That from thy wounded Heart doe runne apace . Where 's Much forgiu'n , Loue must there be much ; Forgiue me Much , much more shall be my loue● I haue Much to forgiue , no sinner such ; My Sinne surmounting , Loue shall be aboue : Forgiue me then , and I in Loue will striue To match that more then Much thou dost forgiue . Be thou for me vnto the Old of dayes , My Daysman so , to stay his angers heate ; That for thy sake he would vouchsafe to raise His vengeance siege , which my Soules wrack doth threat . O tel him to his Grace , I ( weakling ) yeeld , And giue him praise and glory of the Field . O pray him bend his pu'sance on the proud , Whose brazen Necks will rather breake then bowe : I , creeping on my knees , doe seeke for shrowde , Till Tempests of his fury ouer-blow : And like a Spaniell at his Maisters threat , In humble wise fall prostrate at his feete . With eyes vp-lifted slowly by degrees , And lifted so , are throwne downe straight againe , With face confounded on his humbled knees , Inuoking mercy , yet doth mute remaine : O so , euen so , doe I ( poore wretched I ) At foote but of his Foote-stoole crowching lye . If this may moue , and mouing may prouoke Thy sans-beginning Sire in Loue to stay Of his iust vengeance the resistlesse stroke ( A touch whereof doth Rockes to po●der bray ) I will ascribe the praise ( ô Christ ) to thee Sith for thy sake alone , he spareth me . My strength 's not stony , nor my flesh yet brasse ; O no , then weaknesse much more weake it is ; Apt still to fall , more brittle farre then glasse ; Compos'd of that , that 's more then most amisse : O how vnable then am I to beare His heauy vengeance stroke , that rocks doth teare ? With hands of Mercie stay my sincking Soule , Which were , in mercy , mercilesly wounded , For me ( vile wretch ) and for my trespasse foule , That Grace might o'er abound where Sin abounded . They are not shortned since they racked were For Sinne , that Sinne might sinnelesse so appeare . With those same hands ( deare Lord ) my Soule sustain Opprest with Po●se that made thy man-hood grone : My load 's as great , though farre lesse be my paine , Whose sinne 's as great as all the worlds , alone : Then Worlds of Sin when on my backe I beare , What meruell is 't I faint , if not despaire ? Froth of Infirmitie , and Weaknesse skumme , I am no other ; how then should I beare The heauy sentence of true Iustice doome If to this Load of Sinne it added were ? None but a God and Man can beare that waight , Sith God & Man bow'd vnder-neath that fraight . I am farre spent , ô be not farre from me , I panting labour neere the latest gaspe . My Soule dismai'd , not knowing where to flee , With hands of Hope ( wan Hope ) at thee doth graspe . Fasten their fingers , giue them strength to hold , As Ancors sure , in roughest Tempests would . Kind Lord , sole comfort , hope of each poore wretch , With Eyes conuerting Peter , looke on me : Those glittring Sunnes their beames of comfort , stretch To cursed'st sinners if they contrite be : Then , let those sacred Sun-beames gild with grace My blacke dispairing Soule , and rue her case .
The longing of the Soule to be with God . SOule-searching Lord , and sole selfe-searching God ; Let my poore Soule thy vnknowne sweetnesse know . Thy staying Staffe , & sin-correcting Rod On me , on me ( sweet Loue ) in loue bestow . Strength of my weaknes , my great weaknes strength , guide thou my Goings , stay my stumbling feete : My stumbling feet establish ( Lord ) at length , in pathes that are as pure , as sure and sweet . Eye of mine Eye , let my dimme Eye behold thee ; ( Dim'd with the hellish mist of damn'd desires ) Ioy of my heart , ô let my heart i●fold thee , and take my Spirit , that still to thee aspires . O Beauties Beautie , wound my heart with Loue : Life of my life , let my life liue in thee ; In thee I haue my being , liue and moue , Of me but thou , then who should mouer be ? Celestiall Bridegroome , kisse thy Spouse , my Soule , With kisses sweet of vnconceiued peace ; On thy transpierced palme her name enrowle , With thy sinne-purging bloud my sinnes release . Mellefluous Sweetnesse ( sweetning sweetest sweets ) Sweeten my Sowre ( sowre Leauen of offence ) Season my fleshes Lump with matter meete For Sacrifice sweete smelling to thy sense . O Goodnesse , let me ( Badnesse ) thee embrace With hold-fast armes of euer-lasting loue : O Well of Life , in this dry barren place , Quench thou my thirst for thee which here I proue . Be thou to me a plague preuenting Towre , When plagues●ngirt ●ngirt my Soule with fierce assault : My forcelesse force , then strengthen with thy power , that if o'er-borne , yet not through my Wils fault . Doe ope the entries of my deafned Eares , Deafe with the dinne of words , breath'd by despair : O thundring Voyce , that Hel from Heauen heares , Breake through the bars that let thy words repaire . O let the deepes , in dreadfull harmonie , Their Billowes tune vnto that awfull voyce ; Let Heauen and Earth ( in ioynt conspiracie ) with it accord , to drownd Sinnes hellish noyse . Turn thou mine Eies , with fearful Lightnings flash , From Eye-bewitching Obiects of offence : Deaden my flesh , my bones to ponder dash , That dead to Sinne , may quicke in thee , haue sense . Encrease thy Streames , lay ope the water-springs , That Earths foundations ( proplesse ) may appeare ; My earthly thoughts , all soild with earthly things , Thy troubles streames ( through mercy straind ) will cleare . O light vnseene ( enlightning all that see ) Lighten mine eyes that they may see thy light , That light that with no darknesse can agree , O light of lights present that to my sight . Sauour of life , giue new life to my smell ; That on the sent of thy diuine perfumes , I may runne after thee through Heauen and Hell , Through comfort , or throgh care that life consumes . O touch my sensuall ill-affected Taste With finger of thy sweet life-giuing Loue , That it may proue the sweetnesse which thou hast , Which may thy sweetnesse to my soule approue . Giue me a Minde to minde thee , Heart to loue thee ; Soule to adore thee , Spirit to discerne thee : A Reas'n that may in reason most approue thee , And Reason most , for that doth most concerne thee . O liuely Sweet ! ô sweet Life-giuing Life ; O let my Loue in thy Loues life be bounded , The life of loue portcullized from strife , which liuely life , with louely loue 's surrounded ! O life ! my life , life without which I die , ( O laborinth of life , ô maze of loue ! ) Where shall I finde thee ? sweet loue , when shall I my loue to loue , and life to life remoue ? O where art thou , thou great all-mouing mouer ? Can clouds encompasse thy vncompast Greatnes ? ( Thou endlesse life , vnlimitable louer ) No , no sweet loue , then show to me thy sweetnes ! Be neere me in my heart , my minde , my mouth , Neere in my hearing , and each other sense : Neere in mine age , and neere me in my youth , neere in mine end , to end without offence . Through ardent loue , I pine away for thee ; For want of thee ( deare sweet ) my Soule is sad ; Then longd-for louely loue , appeare to me , And with thy glorious presence make me glad . Thy sense-refreshing sent my Spirit reuiues ; To minde thee 's Nectar to my thirstie Soule , Thy Inspiration , Consolation giues , Such consolations as all cares controule . But yet , ô yet , euen as the chased Hart For water thirsts , so thirsts my Soule for thee ; For thee ( sweet loue ) for my soules soule thou art , Without which soule can my soule liuing be ? O when shall I ( deare Lord ) vnworthy I Appeare in thy pure Palace Christiline ? My mounting Spirit ( wing'd with Desire ) doth flye Aboue it selfe , to see that Court of thine ! Ioy of my soule , when , when ( aye me ) ô when Shall I with eyes immortall , see thy glory ? Alas I liue a dying life till then , Till when my longing soule can be but sory . O why turnst thou ( my Ioy , my hearts desire ! ) Thy Sunne-ecclipsing glorious face from me ? Where art thou hid ? Earth , Water , Aire or Fire Cannot containe the smallest glimpse of thee ! Then where art hid ? ( ô changelesse fairest Faire ) For whom my rauisht soule , in loue doth languish , The smell of whom lifes ruines doth repaire , Though life assailed be with mortall anguish . But ah ( aye me ) I see , I see thee not , And that I cannot , kils my louing heart ; Yet when I heare thy voyce I haue forgot What me annoid , and ioy suppresseth smart . But why ( ah why ) from me hid'st thou thy face ? Perhaps thou ●aist , Man cannot , liuing , see it : Bee 't so ( sweet Lord ) I faine would death embrace , To see the same ; so be it , ô so be it . Here let me dye , that I may see thee There , There , where my Soule so much desires to see it : That life as death I hold that holds me here , Then let me dye , so be it , ô so be it . Faine would my Soule this fardle of my Flesh Lay downe at gastly Deaths vnfleshy feet , That , being consum'd , I may resume afresh ●mmortall flesh , for thy pure presence meet . O Christ , my Iesus , take my spirit to thee , ( My spirit aspiring clogg'd with fleshes waight ) It 's jaild too long , it longs let loose to be , And euery moment for release doth waite . My Ioy draw thou my heart , that ioyes in nought but in thy ioy sole ioy of blissefull hearts : To thy true ioy , whose griess such blisse hath bought , which blisse my griefs ( with ioy ) to blisse conuerts . Enter into me , Sweetnesse , make me sweet , Sweet Ioy possesse me , make me ( sad ) reioyce : Eternall light shine on me , make me meet To see and know , and loue thee as my Choise . The cause I loue not , is , I know thee not : I know thee not in not perceiuing thee ; I not perceiue ; for , darknesse light doth blot , Light shines in darkenesse , yet It cannot see . Who sees thee , knows ; who knows thee stil doth loue thee , Who sees , & knows , & loues thee , loues his soule : To see , to know , to loue thee , grace must moue me ; For flesh doth fancie by-pathes , filthy foule ! Who knowes thee , shall of force himselfe forget , Who loues thee as his life , his life will loath ; Yea , lose his life , that he his life may get , Immortall making Soule and Body both . But I alas ( accursed that I am ) For externe ioy , from interne blisse doth range ; My fairest sollace , is my foulest shame , My sense betraid , the best for worst doth change . Here-hence it is , I like not that thou lou'st : I ( wretch ) loue outward , but thou inward Ioy : I fleshly pleasures , spirituall thou approu'st ; I abiect things , which things thee most annoy . Thou art in Heauen , and I in Earth doe dwell , Nay , Heau'n of Heau'ns is thine abiding place ; But I in Earth , as low as lowest Hell Remaine , and ioy in paine , in senselesse case . Thou light , I darke ; thou good , I passing bad , Thou Ioy , I griefe ; thou loue , I lump of hate ; Thou wise , I fond ; thou meeke , with pride , I mad ; Thou rich , ( most rich ) and I in staruing state . Then how ( deare Lord ) should so great difference Be reconcil'd , and linckt in vnitie ? Ah here 's my feare , here 's all my diffid●nce ! Then help , ô help , help holy Trinitie . In that all-doing powerfull power of thine , Mend mine amisse , and me to Thee combine .
The Complaint of a Sinner . IN the vexation of an humbled Spirit , Deuoured in the depth of wretched State : With feare and trembling I approch thy fight , As one , deare Lord , as poore , as desolate ! Neare to thy mercies flouds , my selfe I set , Vpon the Banckes of thy rich Graces streames ; That my dry Soule may so therewith be wet , Before the Sunne of Iustice scorching Beames . Lo , I a masse of rude vnformed Clay , Present my selfe to thine All-making skill ; To doe all my deformities away , And to informe my Wit , reforme my Will. Great is my boldnesse so to tempt thy Grace With such presumption ; but ( deare Lord ) let me Make bold thy loue ( still tendred ) to embrace , Lest strange to It , I might be strange to Thee . Yet , when I waigh mine owne vnworthinesse , Together with thy Loues high dignitie ; I am too bold with It , I doe confesse , To entertaine It to such misery . I am too vile to loue , or to be lou'd Of thee ( deare Lord ) the life of dearest Loue ; Yet by thy Loue , to loue I still am mou'd , Though I thy loue , to hate , doe euer moue . Thou dost command ( giue , what command thou dost , Then what thou wilt command , It shall be done , ) That I should loue beyond mine vttermost , As thou dost loue beyond comparison . In Loue thou mad'st me , onely but to loue ; And me re-mad'st in loue , to loue alone : Thou threatnest me , if I vnlouing proue ; And wouldst that we , though two , shold be as One. Yea , for my loue thou ( ceaselesse ) so dost woo me , That seeing me ( in loue ) quite dull and dead , Thou giuest me Thee ; that I should giue me to thee , In forme of Flesh , as thou in forme of Bread . Lord , what am I , that thou shouldst woo me so . And seeke t' inflame my loue with thy Loues heat ? What am I to Thee , but a world of woe ? A little World , of Sinne , past measure great ! A Crosse of Crosses ; for , so crosse I am , That eu'ry thing I doe , is quite athwart ; And , that which is most crosse , I blesse the same As that which most agrees with my curst-heart . And what art thou to me but peace and rest , Saluation , Ioy , and whatsoe'er is good ? By whom I ( most accursed ) most am blest , Who mad'st me blamelesse in thy blessed bloud . Then of such pledges of thy Loue possest , And that but loue alone thy loue doth craue : O giue me that which thy loue doth request , And I will giue thee what thy Loue would haue . Ill , I can giue Thee ; that , is onely mine ; But Good , I haue from Thee , thy gift it is : If thou wilt none of mine , then giue me thine ; Take that from me , deare Lord , and giue me this . Thou art not pleas'd but with what 's onely thine ; Yet , I am thine ; and yet not pleas'd thou art : If thou haue nought with me , but what is mine , Although I gaue to thee me dearest heart . For , as it is my Heart , it 's most vncleane ; And all vncleannesse thou dost most detest : Then , thou art both the cause , effect , and meane , That thou dost loue it , as thine interest . Yet , as mine owne I haue ( what haue I not with it , that is not absolutely good ? ) My Christ ; but , ah , alas I haue forgot Thou gau'st him first , & bought'st me with his bloud . But yet that 's all I haue , ( that 's all in all ) To giue thee , as goods common vs betwixt ; To me Hee came from Thee ; to thee Hee shall For me , in passion , with my passions mixt . If mine be such , as make his much the more , They his are much more meritorious : And yet if Mine be couer'd with his gore , Then will deserue thy loue and fasten vs ! Then take him Lord , I haue none other shift To show my Loue , but with thine onely Gift .
The thirst of the Soule after God , the Fountaine of Life . MIne heau'nly Head , giue me , thy Member , grace Thee to desire ; desiring , thee to secke : Seeking , to finde ; finding , to loue thy face : And , louing , lothe what is thee most vnlike . To my Heart , Faith ; to mine Eyes flouds of teares ; To my Soule , griefe ; to that griefe , ioy of Spirit : To my Faith , Hope ; to my Hope , Loue and Feare ; And , vnto all , giue all direction right . O Loue essentiall ! increated Loue ! Loue infinite ! the Fount of Loue and Grace : With pow'r o'erflowing all the powers aboue ; Or whatsoeuer is in blessed case ! How can I choose but loue thee ? how can I But with such flaming Loue be fired quite ? That fires the whole Worlds Vniuersitie , Yea , well-nigh burnes , & melts the same out-right ! O God! thou art the most abstracted GOOD ; Which , yet abstracted , art much more abstract ! Which is Loues Obiect , and Lifes liuelihood : Which doth my Loue to Loue , in Loue , coact ! How can I choose but flame , so set on fire With loue , which burns what ere , in loue was made ? What , but that Loue , can quench my Loues desire ? Or me , to Loue , so pow'rfully perswade ? And if I cannot loue Thee for thy Loue , Nor for thy goodnesse being more then GOOD , Yet , me thereto should Profit more then moue ; For , of all Good th' art the boundlesse floud . Youth loues the Eld , from whom it Being drawes ; The Members loue the Head , by whom they liue : And all Effects , by nature , loue their Cause ; Sith It to those Effects doth Essence giue . Then sith thou art my Cause , my Head , my Sir● , Looke what Those owe to These , by whom they be , ( Nay , more ; for , thou art all in all intire ) That LORD , and more then That , I owe to Thee ! Thou gau'st me Being , ere my Sire it gaue : For , with Thee was I , ere I was of Thee ! And now preseru'st the Being which I haue , Better then by the Head the Members be . Thou dost effect what in me wanting is ; ( And from my second Cause my wants proceed ) Then what can cause so good effect as this , But thou whose Will is still in act and dead ? Looke what I am at best , I am by Thee ; And when at worst , in thee my hope still is : For , as no one , but Tho● , could fashion me ; So none , but Thou , can mend my least amisse . Then what I am in deed or else in hope , ( When I am best in both ) of thee I am : Thou art my Soule and bodies vtmost scope ; Thou mad'st them both , then oughst to haue the same . If then Thou be my Beauties beauty ; yea , The beauty of my Soules diuinest Part , ( For Thou of beauty art the bancklesse Sea ) Who then but thou should wholy haue my Heart ? O Loue , that burn'st in Heauens eternall Breast ! O Dart that woundest the whole Tr●nitie ! O more , much more , then Crosse-wound me at least ; And let that Fire still burne me till I die . O let my Soule melt Lord in thine applause , Through holy-raging Flames of quenchlesse Loue ; O cause of causes , this vouchsafe to cause ; And let these Flames their force vpon me proue . O holy , holy , holy Trinitie ! Most holy Father ! and most gracious Sonne ! Most louing Holy-Ghost , in Vnitie A Trinitie , and but one God alone ! When , when , ô when will you three dwell in mee ? And make me one with you , as one you are ? Of three make , foure ; and one of one and three : Your Essence keepe , let me your goodnesse share . When will it be ? ô when ? ô were it now ! Shall I ne'er see it ? ô how long delay ! O tedious tarrying ! how , ô LORD , ô how Shall I straight rest in thee , mine onely stay ? Haste thee , my Iesus ▪ haste ( deare Loue ) make haste , I cannot stay ; then come ( my Ioy ) ô come ; My haste is great , and I but Time doe waste , Till I thy Loue , and Time doe ouercome . O my Soules Centre ! my Wils sweet repose ! Light of my Mindes Eye ! my Thoughts Paradise ! Heau'n of my Heart ! Companion of my Woes ! Salue of my Sores ! Cure of my Maladies ! Ioy of mine Exile ! and my Guide therein ; Breath of my Nostrils ! End of my Desires ! Iudge of my Life , Forgiuer of my Sinne ! O all in all , whereto mine All aspires ! If thou be these , and all in all to mee , Can I forget thee during but a Thought ? If so I should , let me remembred be With pinching plagues to minde thee as I ought . If I so much forget my selfe and thee , Let my right Hand forget her cunning quight : Nay , let me not remember what I see ; That Memory so wrong'd , may minde thy right . No sleepe mine Eyes , no rest mine Head shall haue , Till thou my Head , within my Heart doe rest : Then enter Loue , to enter ô vouchsafe , It is but what thou offer'st I request : Then let this offer of my Will and Loue , Moue me to that , to which thou me dost moue .
An acknowledgement of Gods gifts , with desire of vnion with the Giuer . IF we for fading Gifts are euer bound To loue our Friends ( for Gifts still loue do breed ) And if the Fire doe more , or lesse abound , According as the Fuell It doth feed : Then ô ! how great a Flame of endlesse loue Should ( ô deare Lord ) still feede vpon mine All : Sith past all measure I thy bounties proue ; And feed'st this Fire with Vnction-spirituall ! If the whole frame of Nature ; nay , sweet Lord , If Heau'n and Earth , and all they doe containe , Be but meere Gifts , which thou dost me afford , Then how shold Loue but in me more then raigne ? And that so much the more , because there be In thee , besides , all Causes causing loue ; Which , in their high'st perfection , are in thee ! Then , can such Motiues but much more then moue ? If Goodnesse I respect , in thee it is As farre from Limit as Similitude : For thou art ( LORD ) the boundlesse Sea of Blisse , Because thou art the high'st Beatitude . If Beautie I regard , then thou art Hee That art the Fount from whence all Beauty flowes : Whose Face the Angels still desire to see , Whose Influence their Faces ouer-flowes ! If Bounty ; then , who is so liberall As thou ( selfe - bounty ) that dost , gratis , giue All , and much more ( in deede ) then all , to All : By which they more then liberally doe liue . If Riches ; who so rich as hee that owes What not ? If Being ; or what can be beside : If Friendship ; who so kinde ? who , for his Foes , Did Death , with torment , willingly abide . If Likenesse be a cause that loue effects ; Then who like that , by which I am , but thou ? For thou mad'st it like thee●n ●n all respects , Saue that , like thee ▪ it knowes not where , nor how ! And , if the END ; for which we all things doe , ( The Finall END ) be infinitely lou'd ; Then who mine ALPHA , and OMEGA too , But thou , to whom , by Nature , I am mou'd ? From thee to Thee , by onely Natures skill , I come , and goe ; but goe not as I came : For , I came from thee iust , as thou art still , But doe returne opprest with sinne and shame . If then to be thine Image , with the rest , Be seu'rall motiues ( strong ) of Loue intire , Then what ought that to be bred of the best Nay bred of all , but Loues eternall fire ? For , as the Sea is greater then each Floud , Which from , and to her Bosome euer moues : So , is thy Goodnesse greater then each Good ; And thy loue more then other lasting loues . Ah Lord ! what made thee make me , but that loue ? What to redeeme me but that tender moode ? Of nought thou mad'st me ( which can nothing moue Being Nought ) and me redeemest , to make me good . O let me stretch the armes of mine Affects , To hold thee to the Breast of my d●sires : O cause of sweetnesse , cause these sweet effects ; And make my Breast the Furnace for these Fires . The Iuy still doth clip her neighb'ring Tree , Because thereby it is ●d●anced oft : Then will I cling to that on Caluaree ; Because , thereby , I shall be rais'd aloft . The Iuy spreads her branches not so farre , Nor by a Cedar so aduanc'd can be , As my Soules pow'rs increast in vertue are , And made to mount by vertue of this Tree . Then ô that all my bodies Limbes were Armes , That I , on eu'ry side , might it embrace ! Thy Crosse ( ô Christ ) doth blesse al thine from harmes ; And with ioy comforts them in woefull case ! O Christ that did the Crosses Tree ascend , That so thou mightst draw all things vnto thee ; O draw me then , let my life with thine end ; That so my life , with thine , may endlesse be ! Thou that didst Deitie to Manhood knit ( Two Natures so in Nature different ! ) Making one person of them , infinite , To make me one with the Omnipotent , Grant that the vertue of that VNION May euer make vs more entire then ONE .
A thankfull remembrance of our preseruation notwithstanding our manifold sinnes . WIth wounded Spirit I salute thy Wound● , O all-bewounding Sacrifice for Sinne ! For , my Soules health from thy Hearts hurt redounds , Because thou dyedst to liue my Heart within . With what loue shall I quite such wondrous Loue , That comes from such vnheard-of Clemencie ? Who art thou , and who am I , that can moue Heau'ns God t'immure himselfe in misery ? That thou whose Glory , Glory it selfe admires , Sholdst deigne to dwel in durt , more vile then dung : Sith Holinesse , sweet Lord , thy House requires , Which hardly rests where many vices throng . Heau'n is thy Seate , the Earth thy Footstoole is ; ( For Heau'n and Earth thy Maiestie doth fill ! Then why , great God , art thou well pleas'd with this That thou art made but Mud for mire so ill ? For , if the Heau'n , nay , Heau'n of Heauens be But too too small thy greatnesse to containe ; Then how can my heart , lesse then nought , hold thee ? How in a Bit of Wormes-meate canst thou raigne ? O Wonder ! that all Maruels farre surmounts , He that vpon the Cherubins doth ride , And viewes all Deeps from thence , himself dismounts That he may in my Heart , ( deepe Hell ) abide ! It not suffiz'd thy glowing Charitie To giue me Angels for my Guards and Guides , Nay , wast not onely pleas'd for me to dye , But dwelst in me to giue me life besides ! There dost thou visit , in the kindest kinde , The Sicke ( sore sicke ! ) to giue him health thereby ? Sore sick in Body , but more sicke in Minde : And raise the Dead , that willingly did dye . My Soule exulteth ( with ioy rauished ) When as I minde that Miracle ; how once A Prophets dead Bones rais'd to life the Dead , Onely by touching those life-giuing Bones ! If those dead Bones had such reuiuing pow'r , Then , what shall not Gods liuing Body doe ? The liuing Body of Lifes Gouernour , Must needes giue endlesse Life and Glory too . And if dead Bones , conceiued in Sinne , haue might To giue life to a sinfull Bodie , dead ; What shall that doe conceiued by thy Spirit ? That , must needs life-inspire eu'n senselesse Bread . My Soule though dead in Sinne , yet touching Thee By Faith ; and in thy bloud being sanctifide , Can it but more then liue in Thee and me , When Thou therein dost more then still abide ? And sith that Corpes was rais'd that crau'd not life , By touching those dead Bones ; then , Lord let me ( That , as my Husband , clip thee , as thy Wise ) Be rais'd to life , that beg the same of thee . I cannot thinke ( because I thinke of thee as more then Grace it selfe ! ) that thou hast borne My sinnes , and in my sinnes , dost beare with mee ; that of thy Grace I shall be quite forlorne . O! can my Soule but melt to thinke how oft thou mightst haue slaine me , yet didst vse thy knife To prune , and make me grow in Grace aloft , and ●lu'st my Foes therewith that sought my life ? How many thousand Soules now burne in Hell , that haue ( perhaps ) sinn'd lesse then sinfull I ? Who held thy Hands when I did so rebell , that I should liue when Soules lesse sinfull dye ? My sinnes cry to thee , and thou stop'st thine Eares lest thou sholdst heare them ; & the more they cry , The more thy deafenesse to them still appeares , as if thou didst their clamorous suite deny . I doe but sinne , and thou dost me but saue ; if I flye fast from thee , thou followest faster : Though I be tir'd with Sinne , thy Mercies haue no meane to tire ; but meanes my Sinnes to master . The more I sinne , the more thou humblest mee ; so , mak'st me know my selfe , by knowing Sinne : Nay more , it puls me from my selfe to thee ; so , though I lose my selfe , yet thee I winne . O strange disposing of the worst of Ill ! meere Concord of maine Contradiction : That which puls from , doth draw together still , where loue drawes Discords to make Vnion . So then , my Faults , as if they Vertues were , wrought for my good , by thee that hast the skill To beare with men , to make them sinne forbeare ; and so , through Grace , to pull good out of Ill ! Yet didst thou whisper in my Soules right Eare , that I should doe no ill for such good end ; But mad'st me ( sinning ) Sinne to hate and feare ; ( in loue ) for that it did thee ( LOVE ) offend . With Thornes thou dost hedge-in my narrow Way , that if I ere so little step awry , They straight doe pricke me , and so make me pray for help to thee , in whom all help doth lye . And as the Hunter stoppeth vp each Gap , wher-through the wild Bore may escape vncaught : So , dost thou stop my way with each misse-hap , when I would runne away from thee to nought . Am I escapt from out thy mercies Hands ? thy Hand of Iustice puls me in againe : So , Mercy holds me , by which Iustice stands to help to hold me safe by ease and paine . Haue I a Will , by Death , to damne my Soule , ( by desprate Death to damne , not mine , but thine ? ) Thou dost that Will with thy good Will controule , And mak'st my Will thy Will in spight of mine . Am I resolu'd to sinne presumptuously , and , that of purpose to despight thee too ? Thou mak'st the Will without the Deed to dye ; and , mak'st me damne the Deed ere it I doe . Would I , for any indiuine respect , sell Heau'n for Earth , and God ( so ) for the Deuill ? Thou God dost make that Would worke good effect ; for , when it proues the Ill , it shuns the euill . Is my Hand stretched out , my faith to plight to blacke Perdition ? twixt my hand and It Thou putst thy hand of Iustice , which doth smite away my hand , before that knot be knit . The Weapons me thou gau'st my selfe to saue , I ( monster ) did against thy Goodnesse bend ; And with thy glorious gifts I thee did braue ; so , did I shame my selfe , and Thee offend . The Tongue thou mouedst that blasphemed Thee ; thou rul'dst the limbes that did thy Members rend : Thou gau'st Wit pow'r with Thee to disagree ; and gau'st Will force the giuer to offend . So , that not onely I ingrate haue bin for thy good gifts , but haue the same imployd As weapons of vnrighteousnesse , in Sinne , and so with thine owne Grace haue thee annoid . Thou mad'st all Creatures for mine onely vse , t' allure me to thy gainfull Loue thereby ; But , I abused thee , by their abuse ; so , with thy Good deeds did thee damnifie . So , that through whom the seeing of thy Face was to be tane , through them I could not see : For I , as Gods , did them ( in Loue ) embrace which thou had'st giu'n , to guide me vnto Thee . That I might serue thee , me did all things serue ; I did command , that me thou might'st intreat : They did me Good , when I did ill deserue ; and when I made thee small , they made me great . Thou gau'st me Faith , and Hell the Fruites hath had ; thou gau'st me Grace , and Sinne hath vs'd the same ; Thou gau'st me Wit ▪ which Will abus'd , as mad ; thou gau'st me Sense , wherewith my selfe I shame . Thou gau'st me Health , which , sickely , I haue vs'd , in riot , surfet , and in all excesse : Thou gau'st me Strength , which I haue still abus'd in waging warre with thine owne Mightinesse . Thou , for my profit , plaguedst other men ; that so , from Sinne , I might be kept , with ease : But I ( vnplagued ) plagu'd my Brethren , so farre off was I from remorse by These . These Gifts I ( most vngratefull ) gratis had ; which ( though abus'd ) I vsed when I would : And , being Gifts too good , made me too bad ; For , they made me too proud , and too too bold . The rage of Lyons , Tygers , and the like , Is lenified with gifts , and turn'd to loue ; But , with thy gifts , to grieue thee I did seeke ; Yet still thou mad'st me their increase to proue . Thou Man becam'st to make a God of mee ; ( at least a God , that Heau'n and Earth doe serue : ) And I became a Diuell , in Deed , to Thee ; that wrong'd thee more , the more thou didst deserue . High'st Iustice , shining through thy Passions Cloud , could not enforce me it to loue , or dread : Thou had'st no hole , wherein thy head to shroud ; but , all this All 's too little for my head . Though thou art God , Foes Fists thy face enorme ; if any touch my Coate , I touch them home By word , and deed ; that yet am but a Worme ; thou striu'st for lowest , I for highest Roome . Thou wouldst be slaine , to slaughter Sinne in me ; but , by thy death , I life-inspir'd the same : So , thy great Mercy made me martyr Thee ; and , with the Iewes , I made thy griefes my game . The Med'cine , so , thou gau'st to cure my Wounds , I venomed to make my hurt the more , Which both with Sinne & shame my Soule confounds , sith Sinne , by Grace , I made more sinfull sore . If from the Law , to take a cause to sinne , is much more damn'd then sinne without the Law ; What is it then , when Grace so vs'd hath bin : and force to fight with Grace , from grace to draw ? The wilde-fire of my Passions burned me ; my Thoughts Distractions did me quite deuide ; The Worme of Conscience rag'd , where thou wouldst be yet these I did ( as one in thee ) abide ! For , mine Affections cryed nought but Peace , when those Affections most did Peace impunge ; And when I was in Hell , they seem'd in ease , so much the old misled Affections young . And , Fury-like , towards hel I alwayes made ; but , thou more wayes then all wayes broughtst me back . The Trade of Vertue , I held Vices Trade ; sith , more then Vice , she seem'd to liue in lacke . How oft haue I beene at the gates of Hell and could not enter , though I went about : Thou didst the Diuell from his charge compell ; so , Porter wast thy selfe to keepe me out . Nay , when I haue beene euen in his Iawes , and that his Fangs were entring in my Soule , Till thou didst pul me thence , thou mad'st him pause ; so , came I , as from Heau'n , as Meeke , as Whole . O! how can I such pow'rfull Grace requite ; that forceth Iustice with Her force to ioyne From wracke to saue me in mine owne despight , and made restore , who did my selfe purloyne ? Had I the liues of Angels and of Men , and , offer'd all to thee in sacrifice , And , if those liues were thrice resum'd agen , and , offer'd vp as oft , t' would not suffice . T' would not suffice to recomp●●ce thy loue ; it were too cheape to quite t●y deare deser● ; O then can I ( wretch ) so vngratefull proue , as not to giue thee one poore wretched Heart ? Can I , ô can I be so much besides Grace , Faith , Sense , Mother-wit , my selfe and all , That hauing yet these gifts to be my guides , doe yet but stand by these , by these to fall ? If I be lost , it must not be in Hell , ( thogh ne'er so dark ) for there thou foundst me out : It must be somewhere , which no where can tell ; for where that is , both Time and Place doe doubt . It cannot be in Hell ; for , thou art there ; then Heau'ns thy Seat ( ah ! would I there were lost ) Nay , not in Place ; for , thou art eu'ry where ! Then not in Time , which , ere It was , thou knowst ! If then in Heau'n , nor Hell , in Time , nor Place , where then ? in my selfe lost , I cannot be : Yet , lost I am , if I doe lose thy grace ; which found me when I stole my selfe from thee ! But yet , if needes I will be lost , at last , ( for grace , at last , saues none against their will ) No Lost-child euer was lockt halfe so fast from losing ; and , deserueth halfe so ill . The worst of Ill , m●●e worse with Ill made Whole , is too too good for one made worse then That : Too little he doth lose , to lose his Soule , that , maugre grace , still does he cares not what . Therefore ( deare Lord ) let me not enter in this strict reuisall of my Sinne and grace The lesse to make excusable my Sinne , but , thereby more , much more , thy Loue embrace . For these Confessions written by my Hand against my selfe , against my selfe will goe To thy Tribunall ; and against me stand , if now I doe not euer Sinne forgoe . Then let thy W●unds be once more opened ( deare Christ ) to wash me in thy reeking bloud : Reuiue me , by thy death , that being dead ( still dead ) to Ill , I may still liue to good . O! iuycie Bunch of Soule-refreshing grapes , ( hard pressed in the Wine-presse of the Crosse ! ) Make druncke my thirstie Soule , that ( gasping ) gapes for thy pure bloud , to purge mine , being too grosse . Mine Ire , Pride Lust , Presumption ▪ Hate and Scorne , yea , all my Sinnes ▪ which I can ne'er recite ) I cast into thy wounds which wide are torne ; O keepe them There then , from thy Fathers sight . As much as those confound ▪ these comfort me ; nay , more , much more , sith more thou canst forgiue Then I can sinne , although I quartred Thee , if when the deed is done , through grace I grieue . Mellefluous Sea of Comforts most diuine , Meridian Light , whence springs true glories Day , With both o'er whelme me , till through both I shine in perfect glory by thy glories Ray. Let not my Deedes , or inofficious Sloth doe or omit , what should not , or be done : For , both are cursed by thy blessed mouth , sith Ill to doe , and good omit , is one : But , let this league be constant to the end ; For they but mend to marre , that marre to mend . And Wisedome , at our wisedome ▪ doth but scoffe , When we doe ill , that good may come thereof .
The sighes of a Pensiue Soule , groaning vnder the burden of sinne . WHo art thou Lord ? thou Lord whose magnitude admits no Name ! and what , or who am I That dare but thinke of such an Altitude , farre past the reach of highest Angels Eye ? What am I but a Sacke of sickenesses ; Immodestie it selfe ; Dust , Clay , Durt , Dung : Slyme , Food for Wormes , lesse slymie Carkasses ; with filth , much more vncleanly , mixt among ! Meere gall of bitternesse , true Heyre of Hell , begot twixt Sinne and Sathan , life of Death : Rebellion in the abstract ; Vices Shell : the breath of Sinne , that baneth but with breath . Gods griefe , Mens plague , and Angels sole annoy , sith sad I make them by vncessant sinne : Let to the sorrow which doth cause their Ioy sith mine example hinders some therein . In Counsaile , blinde ; in Actions , most vnwise ; In thought , vnstaid ; vnconstant in desire : Then Nothing , lesse ; yet great in mine owne Eyes : for , past my selfe my selfe would faine aspire ! In summe ; I am the totall summe of Ill ; ill in my flesh , and euill in my sp'rit , Worse in my Wit , and worser in my Will : this , Lord , is hee thou would'st to thee vnite ! But what ? and who art thou ? thou namelesse GREAT ! sith thou art great , beyond all quantitie ! How good art thou ? thou goodnesse most compleate , for , thou art great beyond all qualitie ! Beyond all measure , thou art ( onely ) wise , thou art ( alone ) eternall without Time : In pow'r almightie , with all-seeing Eyes ; in Iudgement , deepe ; in Counsailes , most sublime . But what ! goe I about to bring thee here , within the compasse of description : Thou art as farre past Compasse , as past Peere , being immense and infinite alone . If Men or Angels could , nay more , couldst thou by deed or word , thine Essence once define , Thou art no more thy selfe , in deed , or show ; for , thou all Bounds dost in thy selfe confine . Of Thee , therefore , no search can notice giue , further then that thou art most infinite ; And that to know , is onely to beleeue that so thou art in wisedome , grace , and might . The Sunne , Moone , Stars , with bright beames glorifide , in presence of thy glory , lose their Light : The Cherubins ( like Bastard Eaglets ) hide their Eyes , that cannot brooke thy glories sight . The sturdy Pillers of th' Etheriall Frame do trembling stand , when thou but knitst thy brow ; Yea , all the Pow'rs therein s●rincke at the same , and ( with those Props ) with feare and reu'rence bow . Whose Voyce doth make the Mountaines melt like whose Check confounds the order of this All● waxe , Whose Breath consumes thy foes , as fire doth flaxe ; in few ; thou art what thou thy selfe canst call . Then how dare I ( vile Clod of base Contempt ) approch the presence of such Maiesty : That is from all impuritie exempt , and , I a Sincke of all sordiditie ? To touch the Arke was death ; and , one did dye for touching It , being at the point to fall : Then woe is me , how dare I ( wretch ) come nye they sacred selfe , that standest staying All ? The Bethshamites receiu'd a mortall checke , for prying on that Arke too curiously : And many thousands , for it , went to wrecke ; then dare I ( Worme ) cling to thy Deity ? How can thy grace so vile a Vermine brooke ? much lesse embosome such a lothed Thing ; That leaues offence behinde but with a looke ; and , like a Viper , with a touch doth sting ? What Concord can there be twixt Contraries ? can good and euill be incorporate ? Then how shouldst thou selfe - goodnesse me comprise , that am selfe - euill , which thou most dost hate ? For I haue beene , ô Lord , I shame to say , what , in times past , I did not shame to doe ; Who ( worse then Treas'n it selfe ) did ( ah ) betray God vnto Man , and Man to Sathan too . There was a Time , I was that Franticke Foole , that said ( at least in Heart ) there is no God : But since thy grace my Heart did better schoole I thinke not so , by reason of thy Rod. Thy Rod recou'red that my straying thought , reducing It into the way of Truth : I to my selfe , and thee , by force was brought ; and made repent that madnesse of my youth . Thanks kindest Rod , I kisse thee , for thy grace , which , like a Potion , did with Nature striue , To conquere that which Nature did disgrace ; and made me ( dead in Sinne ) in grace to liue . But Lord , how blest , and better had I bin , if thy smooth Staffe had staid me in the Way ; For , thy rough Rod doth Loue , by terror , win ; and , Loue is lame , that doth by terror stay . But yet let terror ( as loues Harbinger ) make way to lodge thy Loue within my Heart ; Which of thy Loue would faine be Harbourer , because thou mak'st it faine by force of smart . But let thy loue be of my Heart embrac'd meerely for Loue ; and kept with louing feare : Let not my Loue with terror be disgrac'd , but let It , free from terrors Let appeare . O let me loue thee , as thou louest mee , thou lou'st me for my selfe and thy Loues sake : Then for thy selfe ( alone ) let me loue thee , without respect of what Loue lame doth make . I now desire ( with more then hot desire ) to be new molt , and cast into the Molde Of all perfection , by Afflictions fire ; sith , for thy Temple , That , refines the Golde . Lord , if thou wilt , thou canst ; then make me cleane : Draw me with Cords of Loue , made fast by Feare : Though my Sinnes measure passe , thou hast no meane in mercy ; then , let mercy make me cleare . If thou requir'st contrition for my faults , with Sinne and Sorrow , lo , I labour ●ore ; A iarring Twin , each other that assaults ( within the wombe that breedes them ) more and more . If Satisfaction thou of me require , Lo , here I offer vp my Flesh to thee , To be consumed in Afflictions fire , so thou vouchsafe to saue the Soule of me . Poure out thy Vengeance Vials all there-on ; make , it like Vapor , to euaporate The Humors ill , wherewith it 's ouer-gone , that Flesh from flesh , may so be separate . O thou whose Loue enflames all good desires , quench thou the thirst of my desire , that flames To be consum'd in those thrice sacred fires , which mend the formes of mind , & Spirits frames . Giue me thy Loue , and throw me into Hell ; for , there thy Loue will pleasure me in paine ; Yea , paines , to bring me pleasures , will compell ; and make me Heau'n by Hell so to obtaine . This onely Boone I craue , by Grace to be armed with Patience , most inuincible , In all thy fiery Tryals made of me ; that Sense make brooke them as insensible . Which Patience still consociates constant Loue ; which can endure more then Paine can inflict : O then let me that Loue , in mercy , proue ; then proue me with all proofes though ne'er so strict . Thy will be mine , and mine be euer thine ; giue me no pow'r to will or not to will But as thou wilt : and let no will be mine , but that which , maugre Flesh , may thine fulfill . Thou know'st what 's best for me ; then , is that best , which thou ( what ere it be ) for me shalt doe : Then , let me locke my cares within thy Chest , when they , too strong , wold my weake Chest vndo . Be thou the Centre of my Soules desires ; and , let them rest in Thee in all vnrest : Be thou the Vnction , still to feede those fires , till of eternall Light they be possest . To which , as to the vtmost of their hope , Bring thou them ( Lord ) that art their vtmost scope .
Of Lifes breuitie , the Fleshes frailtie , the Worlds vanitie , and the Diuels tyranny . THou Eld of Dayes , teach me my dayes to count , ( deare Lord ) mine End , learn me mine end to know ; That of the same I may yeeld rust account ▪ These secrets ( Lord ) to me , in secret , show . To thinke of long life , is , in death , to liue ; To think of Death ' , s long life , which Death doth giue . My Time is in thy hands ; then It display , That I may know It , so to vse It well : A thousand yeeres , with thee , is scarse a day ; But they are more with me then Time can tell : In twice fiue Ages , Time can tell no more , Then , no Mans time thrice trebl'd , tels such store . Are not my Dayes few ? and mine end at hand , Whose life is like the shadow of a Dreame ? What Substance is 't , by which such shadowes stand ? Is 't ought but Nothing , in the great'st extreame ? If lesse then Nothing then , be all my Dayes , Can I loue Life , which Truth doth so dispraise ? A Ship , a Shaft , a Shuttle were too slow ( Or whatsoeuer else doth swiftly glide ) The flight of Time in this short life to show ; But , It , as lesse then Nothing , must abide : Then ah ! shall lesse then Nothing make me lose , Thee , Thing of Things , that dost each Thing enclose ? And , what a lesse then Nothing is this Life ? It 's worse then Nought , that 's lesser then That L●sse : So fraught with Mischiefe , Sorrow , Sinne and Strife , That It ( like Hell ) is Hold of Heauinesse : For who so hath most ease and rest therein , Are most diseas'd ( most oft ) with restlesse Sinne . . No foote of Ground , Earths dismall face containes , That is not ouer-laid with treble Snares ; A Flies foote rests not on It without Paines ; Besides Deaths danger , and a World of cares : I speake , but speak with griefe , what I haue found On Earth ; then , Earth of griefe is but the Ground . For scarce is one Temptation ouer-past , But in the Neck thereof another comes ; Like Circles , that Stones cause in Waters cast , Which chase each other , till the last o'er-comes : So and none otherwise Temptations striue , Which , by the spoile of others , best shall thriue . Nay , so each other to succeede were ease , ( More then temptation vseth to admit ) But , while the first endures ( like swelling Seas , ) Another riseth worse , much worse , then It : Then in temptations Seas , with Waues thus driu'n , How hard is it t' attaine the Hau'n of Heau'n ! The treble Snares ( fore-mention'd , ) three fell Foes Doe lay for me , to catch me if they can ; The Flesh , the Diuell , and the World are Those , Which three still watch to catch me carelesse Man : The least of which hath skill exceeding great ; Then how should I ( poore Wren ) their drifts defeate ? On this side fights my Flesh ; the World on that ; The Diuell at my Backe ; and , all as One Doe me assaile ; nay , doe they care not what , So I ( thereby ) may quite be ouer-throwne : And thus , like cunning Foes , they compasse mee , That I may haue no way , away to flee . I cannot from my Body flee ; because It is my Clogge , and I am tide thereto : Nor must I It vndoe , for any cause , For , so vndone , I doe my soule vndoe : If I doe feede the same , my foe I fat , That will assault mee much the more for that . Then must I needes my Body beare about , Though faine I would forsake It , knew I how ; And yet the same is alwayes running out ; Yet drawes me with 't , as Colts doe draw the Plow : It tires my Spirit , that toiles to keepe it in , From being tir'de in running out to sinne . Besides , th' iniurious World beleaguers me This , that , and eu'ry way , with maine and might ; And through the Loope-holes of my Senses , Hee With my weake Soule , continually doth fight : Which still , thogh faintly , fights to keepe out death , And oft ( poore Soule ) quite shee is out of breath . If at those Loopes the World repulse doth take , Hee sets his Slaues to watch me , in my way ; That they may , through my slippings , me o'er-take ; And so to wound my Fame , with sharp Dispraise : Or , draw mee els before Authority , Where I may know what t' is to slip awry . But , that 's a fauour done , against his will : Herein his malice mends me ; makes me watch My sinfull selfe from running into ill ; Lest that these Fiends should me in euill catch : For ( Lord ) thou know'st , they watch not for my good ; But how , by mischiefe , they may suck my bloud . If thee I serue , they call me Hypocrite ; If I doe not , then Atheist am I nam'd : If I giue Almes , t is that beg praise I might ; So , doe I good or euill , I am blam'd : Then this thrice wayward World , by his good will , Will haue me to be Nothing ; good , nor ill . The Diuell is a Spirit which is vnseene , Then how should I auoid his mortall Blowes ? Whose weapons are as long , as strong and keene ; And sendeth flaming Shafts from fiery Bowes : The least of which to death my Soule will wound , If thou confound them not ere they confound . So then these three strong armed Enimies , Me ceaselessely assaile to make me fall : The Flesh suggesteth to me Luxuries ; The World obiecteth Sweetes ; the Diuell , Gall : And all , as most intire , conspire in this , To make me ill to liue , to die amisse . The Flesh importunes me with daintie food ; With Sleepe , Sloth , Lust , and carnall Liberty : The World doth moue me to ambitious moode : The Diuell to Malice , Ire , and Treacherie : Thus all in seu'rall sort , in one agree To pare my Crowne , if not to conquer me . Behold ( ô Lord ) with whom I liue , perforce ; I dwell with Scorpions , Vipers , and the like : Which kill , by Nature , without all remorce ; And with their stings , they good and bad doe strike : O Lord how long , how long ( deare Lord ) shall I Endure this Death , the Life of misery ? Atheists and Infidels doe neighbour me , Beside these foes ; and with them still doe ioyne , To worke my wracke ; for , they still boring be Betwixt thy Spirit and mine , them to vnioyne : Among the Tents of Kedars , thus , I dwell , Whose In-mates are as Serpent-wise , as fell . Example , more then Precept , makes vs good ; And , is there none that doth good ? no , not one , Then ah ! what can liue with this Vipers Brood That is not brought to nought , no not a Stone ? Then I being Flesh , how can I hurt auoide By them , by whom , eu'n Stones are oft annoid ? In these sore Conflicts if I should retire Into my selfe , I finde me fraught within , With fleshly , - worldly , - diuellish-damn'd desire , The three-fold Bastard of these Foes , and Sinne . Who will with them conspire to conquer me , Then in my selfe , I least secure shall be . My Heart 's more moueable then Motion is ; Vnconstant , fugitiue , vaine , light , lewd , blinde ; Wandring each way , and yet the way doth misle ; Yet still holds on that Course , by course of kinde : Agent and Patient t is , in Sinne and Shame , That both effects and suffers for the same . And , as a Mill doth grinde what it receiues , Els grindes it selfe , if nought be throwne thereon ; So , doth the Heart grinde what the same conceiues ; Else grindes it selfe , till it to nought be gone : But it ( by Nature ) still conceiueth Sinne , Then Sinne ( by Nature ) still is ground therein . But , if thy Grace ( Lord ) thou therein infuse , It grindes the same , like flow'r of finest Wheate , To make sweet - Bread , vnleauened , to vse When as the Soule doth grinde thee as her meate : And as the heart doth grinde , the Soule to feede With good , or bad ; so , our liues haps succeede . Sometimes it grindes but griefes , infus'd by Sinne ; And oft but Dusty thoughts , and Earthy cares : Thou , when such Griefs it grindes , pour'st Ioy therin : And me , for thee by griefes ▪ that Ioy prepares : Then may I say , when so the Mill doth runne : I had beene , if I had not beene vndone . But , for the most part ; it is euer cloid ( Like an hard Mi●l-stone ) with the softest things : As fleshly lusts , and vaine Ioyes ouer-ioyde ; And with that harts-case which most torment brings So , that my Heart , to them , my Heart betraies , And all , to spoile it , seeke by all assaies . It is the Shop where base Affections frame The Emb●ion of Sinne ; which , growing great , Breakes out to Action , to the Actors shame ; Vnlesse thy Deed ( ô Lord ) the Deed defeate : Then in the heart , the Seate of Peace and Life , I finde the certain'st Death , the surest strife ▪ Lord help , Lord help me to subdue my Heart , Before these Foes my Heart doe quite o'er-throw : O let it labour with a World of smart , It selfe to conquer , and it selfe to know : They that so fight , great Hearts , and Glory haue ; Then let me fight , my Fame and Heart to saue . To saue my Heart , which , though it little be ; Yet nought but thine owne Greatnesse can suffice : For t is a Kingdome onely made for thee ; Though Traitors to thee , doe it oft surprise ; But chase from thence the traitors to thy Crowne , That thou maist still , in peace , possesse thine owne . O take away these Scandals of thy raigne , Theeues of thy Glory ( most vain-glorious Theeues ) For , Tyrant PRIDE would be my Soueraigne ; Which ( for reiecting her ) me euer grieues : For , Pride ( deare Lord ) is of that spightfull vaine , That where she most seekes loue , she most doth paine . Then Lust , Ire , Enuie , Malice , Scorne , and Hate , Striue , in me , for me ; but , as much as I Am holp by thee , doe striue to keepe my State From vsurpation of their Tyranny : Which freely I surrender vp to thee , That freely , twice , did render me , to me . For , I no King recognise but my God Worthy to sit as Soueraigne in my Heart : Before all Scepters I adore thy Rod ; Which driues to endlesse pleasure , though it smart . O then away from mee , yee cursed Crue , Ye haue no part in me , His onely due . And come ( dear Lord ) destroy them in their strength , Confound their Councels , all their Drifts defeate ; That I , through thee , may winne my selfe at length From out their Hands , that make me as their Meate : And let me ( so won ) lose my selfe in thee : Where , to be lost , is still most safe to be . Giue me ( ô Lord ) that empire o'er my Heart That It thy Becke and mine may still obey : For , that , and more is due to thy desert ; Sith that due is much more then I can pay : For , I can pay no more then what is mine , And I haue nought but sinne , but what is thine ! Then as I am oblieg'd thee to obey ; So , Equitie and Profit doe perswade That I should walke no Way , but in thy Way ; For , that 's the Way by which good Men are made : Then till I goe away for good and all , Let me runne in this Way , and neuer fall . For that 's to runne that so we may obtaine , Else get we paine eternall for our paine . If many runne , and labour lose , How easie is 't to be of those ?
The Soule desireth to know God . FRom out the Soule of my most happy Soule , I praise thee , migthy Maker of this All , For that when I was nothing ( faire nor foule ) thou mad'st me of thy Creatures Capitall ! For , to thine Image didst thou fashion me , giuing my Soule Intelligence , and Will ; That so , at least , she might b'in loue with thee , sith all things loue their like , by Nature , still . Thou mightst haue made me some detested Worme ; some Toade or Viper , or some Croc●dile : Or else some Monster , both in moode and forme ; or ought what is most harmefull and most vile . And , that thou didst not , it was of thy grace ; for , what could I deserue when I was not ? No , not a Being in the basest place , much lesse Earths Lordship , which is now my Lot ! And , lest a Creature , so resembling thee , should instantly to nothing fall againe , Thou me endu'dst with immortalitie ; that I might , in all Worlds , still liue and raigne . Yet seem'd that nothing to thy boundlesse Loue , vnlesse , of nothing , thou hadst made my Soule But little lesse , if not some way abōue the Angels ; for , they serue , and I controule . Oxen and Sheepe with Grasse are satisfide ; Fish , Fowle , and Wormes with Food of baser kinde : But my Soules Meate is more then Deifide ; for nothing but her God contents her Minde ! For , She is made of that Capacitie ( because like thee She is directly made ) That Heau'n and Earth her cannot satisfie , sith She shall flowrish most , when these shall fade . For , though she once began , yet now she is eternall made , and truely infinite ; Then nought but thou that hast these properties , can satiate her insatiate appetite . Wretch that I am , this World , why doe I loue ? or seeke the fading glory of the same ? Why doe I riches seeke and pleasures proue , that doe the Soule vnioynt , and Minde vnframe ? These Husks suffice not ; and , these painted Fires warme but the bare imagination : While the So●le starues throgh cold , with vaine desires bred by that powers misinformation . O no , her Food 's much more substantiall , ( Supersubstantiall I should rather say ) Because it is so passing spirituall , as none but purest Spirits it relish may . Then know my Soule , know what ( by kind ) thou art thy Makers Type , and viue Similitude ; Whole in the Whole , and whole in eu'ry Part ; another God , of boundlesse magnitude ! How can thy Palate then , taste any thing ( without distast ) that is not most diuine ? Why drink'st of this Worlds Dike , and leau'st the Spring , that euer ouer-flowes with Angels Wine ? All vnder Heau'n is too vnsweete for thee ; for , it 's but Elementall ; still , in strife : Nay , nought in Heau'n , but the sweet Trinitie , can feede thee fat , or keepe thee but in life . That foode , whose sweetnesse rauisheth the sense of sweetest soules diuinest Faculties , Must feed thy Will , and thine Intelligence , else can they not to grace or glory rise . That Lord , whose Beauty Sunne and Moone admires , whose Maiestie the Hoasts of Heau'n adore : Whose Grace is praised by the Angels Quires , He that was , is , and shall be euermore : God , infinite in pow'r and Maiestie , hath made thee but to fill thee with his Loue ; Which being infini●e in quantitie , thine All , and Parts ( all whole in each ) can moue . Hee , onely Hee , can thy desires fulfill , albe't they did exceede Immensitie : And , being Three in One can fitly fill thine Vnderstanding , Will and Memory ! Then , ô my Soule runne out , this Guest to meet ; and him into thee gladly introduce : Who is as sweet as great , and good as sweet ; that vs'd augments , and fades for want of vse . Then , locke him in the Closet of thine Heart , where thou , in secret , maist vnfold thy Loue : There clip him fast , let him not thence depart , till Hee with him , from hence , doe thee remoue . Who will be soone intreated There to stay , because it is the rest of his desire : And needes hee must take thee with him away , if Nuptiall Loue doe make you two intire . Which dignitie , of my Celestiall Soule , when well I weigh ( deare Lord ) I maruell not Though in my Mud , thy Sonne himselfe did roule , to seeke , in my true shape , to knit this knot . But muse I may at mine ingratitude , my madnesse , dulnesse , and grosse impudence ; That doe neglect they Loues beatitude , and prostitute my Soule to foule Offence . That I should , carelesly , his Loue neglect , that is the beaming beauty of thy State ; And woo the vgly Diuell , in effect , thy sacred Image to adulterate . This doth exceede all wonderments excesse ; this Prodigie , is more then monsterous ; That any Soule should loue meere vglinesse , before meere beauty , more then glorious ! How can I thinke vpon thy boundlesse Loue ; and not pursue my selfe with endlesse Hate ? That , for my sake , didst hels of torments proue , to pull me out of Hell , and damned state . And , when I view my Bodies Edifice , I finde so many of thy bounties there , As might the Heart of Hate to Loue intice ; for , in each haire-breadth of it they appeare . Th' Arteries , Sinewes , Nerues , Veynes , Ligaments , Heart , Lungs , Lights ; and , in few , the All , in All , Are thy Loue-tokens , and kinde Complements , that mak'st thy selfe , throgh Lordly loue , my thrall . Wherein if I should still Philosophize , I should finde matter still to praise thy name ; For this Mindes Organ yeelds such Harmonies as still in silence celebrate thy Fame . This Wonder is the Worlds Epitomie , a little World , true abstract of the Great , Yet greater then the Great in dignitie , though that in quantitie be more compleate . O! how should I to grace thy Grace be glad , for that thou mad'st me not in deed , or sight , Blinde , lame , deafe , epilepticke , mute , or mad ; but sound in Soule and Minde ; in Body , right . Yet ( Lord ) ô yet I want , ( for nothing is brought from Not-being to a Being blest Immediately ) sith yet I am amisse ; but all things , by degrees , attaine their best . For , in the Worke of Nature , Sense perceiues that first of all the Matter she prepares ; Then fits it to the Forme which it receiues ; but formes it not perhaps in many yeares . Yet she doth not , as lacking Pow'r , or Art , leaue ought imperfect which she takes in hand ; Yet , out of hand , she perfecteth no Part ; but , that shee doth in time , in Sea , and Land . Then thou that art her Soueragine , canst thou lacke of her perfection in thy Workes begun ? Canst thou , Almightie , see Them goe to wracke ? or , through neglect , to leaue them halfe vndone ? Effects vnto their Causes onely looke , that they from them Perfection may receiue ; Then , of their Causes , if they be forsooke , they make a show but onely to deceiue . Thou art my sole beginning , and mine end ; then end that well which thou hast well begun : Thou art my Cause ; then me , th' Effect , amend ; that I from grace , to grace may euer runne . Thine Eyes , all-seeing , see great Wants in me ; supply those wants ( deare Lord ) and let me want Nothing but wants that wanting are in thee , sith what thou want'st , to thee is discrepant . Let no Blocke be more dull to apprehend that thou wouldst haue escape , vntride , then I ; Let my Wit for thy foolishnesse contend ; and , let that Folly be my Wisedomes Eye . Then , in th' Egyptian darknesse of this life , I shall behold the glory of thy Sonne : And shape my course , by him , in Stormes of strife : for all thy fooles doe striue to him to runne . Then , with that Protomartire , shall I see ( the Canopie of Heau'n being op'ned wide ) The beaming beauty of the Trinitie ; that by none , but such fooles , can be espide . Let me be wise in deed , and not in show , sith neuer shades haue substances begot ; And they know nothing , as they ought to know , that know not they are fooles that know thee not . The Foole hath said , in heart , No God there is : so saith he , sith he knowes not otherwise : Then , Truth and Wisedome cals him Foole for this ; because true Wisedome in this Knowledge lies . The Pagan-wisedome , though it knew , what not ? that was beneath the Circuit of the Sunne ; Yet was that wisedome fondly ouer-shot , sith all was vaine It knew , when all was done : For , vnder Heau'n ( as saith thy sacred Truth , ) remaineth nought that is not more then vaine : What wisedome then , from knowing it ensu'th ; but such as Fooles , by knowing Bables , gaine ? Then let the World still make a Foole of mee , So I may onely know my selfe and Thee .
A Thankesgiuing for our Being . LEst Thankelesnesse should close thy Bounties hand , ( which it alone ( kind Lord ) hath pow'r to do ) And sith thou giuest what thou dost command , if we but stretch our Good-wils hand thereto : Kinde lib'rall Lord , giue me an able will to thanke thee for thy gifts ; that by one gift I may be gratefull for another still ; which is of Willing-want the onely shift . I thanke thee then , not onely for my Being , ( being as I am the liuely forme of thee ) But for that thy high Prouidence all-seeing doth striue to make me euer better Bee ! For , should thy hand be but a moment clos'd , I should to nought resolue , as once I was ; For thou my time of moments hast compos'd , the last of which I cannot ouer-passe . Then looke how many moments I exist , so many blessings dost thou giue to mee ; Preuenting me with others ere I wist , that so my Being might right blessed be . From my Conception , to Natiuitie thou keptst me saf● ( thogh strait kept ) in the womb , My Mothers Bowels might haue strangled me , but that thy Mercies hand still made me roome ! Wherein I felt ( ere I could feele , or see ) the blessings of thy tender Prouidence : And , lest I should ( perhaps ) abortiue be , thou gau'st me there , full nine Months residence . Where , how thou fedd'st me , by the Navle-string , I may admire , but ne'er the same expresse ! And how thou didst my Parts together bring ( confus'd in slime ) it is no wonder lesse ! The longings of my Mothers appetite , her food , feares , griefes , fals , and such accidents , Might haue enforc'd her , ere my Frame was pight , eft to diffuse me in the Elements . For , when I was an Embrio , but a thought might haue redrown'd me in Not-beings Pit ; But then thou thoughtst on me , and so hast wrought that Danger , from her Mouth , me , safe , did spit . How happily-vnhappy had I bin to be made Man in possibilitie , And marr'd , eu'n as my making did begin ; so , straight to finde , and lose Humanitie . That which we neuer had , we neuer lost : therefore for losse of that we cannot grieue : But , rare things had , to lose , doth grieue vs most ; for better still dead , then but now to liue . Then to be borne within no Pagan Clyme , addes no small waight to this great Benefit : But , come of Christians , in good place and time , and , am a Christian , much more maketh it . And am a Christian ! ô that so I were as I am nam'd ; and still desire to b● ; That I might say I am ; and so appeare : sith but to seeme good , is too bad with thee . For thou great GOOD , that call'st thy selfe I AM , dost loue I am ; not was , nor yet will be : Then , let me say I am ( in deede , and name ) thy Seruant , that but liues to honour thee . For , sith I haue such Beeing , let me be such as I AM , not as I am ; that is , Such as Thou art , most perfect Pietie : for , thou art , wast , and euer wilt-be this . Besides , thou hast and dost preserue me still from all misse-fortunes , and from so daine Death : Which , in this World ( that dangers ouer-fill ) is more then Fortune can to Man bequeath . How many haue I seene the Warres to weare ! & might haue seen hang'd , drown'd , staru'd , burnt , & torne ! How many poyson'd ! spill themselues , with feare , with Pox , Plagues , Pestilence how many worne ! The thousands blinde , deafe , dumbe , lame , leperous ; besides the Millions otherwise distrest In Minde and Body , with griefes dolorous , make me to see how much my State is blest . For , that which fell to any one of these might me befall , be'ing euill as they be ; And , that I haue more soundnesse , ioy , and ease , it is ( to winne my loue ) thy loue to me . If any mortall King should for one crime , many condemne ; and saue but one or two : And , I , of those condemnd , should be the prime , yet first of those two saued , should be too : How would my Heart be rauish'd with his Loue ? and how would all my Pow'rs striue him to serue ? Then , no lesse Grace thy grace doth make me proue ; nay , more , much more , thou dost my loue deserue . For , double thou deseru'st , in treble kinde ; thou sau'dst my Soule and body , doom'd to Death ; And from all franticke passions keep'st my Minde : therefore I owe thee Minde , Soule , Body , Breath . For , t is thy Grace , we be not all consum'd ; but , most of all my selfe , that most doth sinne : Sith on that Grace I haue , to sinne , presum'd ; yet still , by grace , seek'st me , from sinne , to win . A Body thou hast giu'n me , that doth lacke , all that thou giu'st me to continue life : And , lest , through want thereof , It should to wrack , with me those gifts are no lesse rich , then rife . All things thou mad'st for me ; and me , for Thee ; for me Ground , Graine ; Trees , Fruit ; Mines , Mettall bear : Aire , Fowle ; Seas , Fish ; & Fish & Fowle , for me , produce most glorious Pearle , and Plumes to weare ! For me , Seas , Ships ; Ships , Sailes ; Sailes , Winds endure , to bring me Benefis from forraine Lands : For me , Flouds , flow ; Wels , spring ; Springs , Water pure doe yeeld ; that I should yeeld to thy commands . Sheepe , Oxen , Kine , Goates , Buckes , and other Beasts yeeld Flesh , Fleece , Fels , Milke , Oile , & Hornes for me : For me , the Hound doth cry , the Spaniell quests , to teach me how to cry , with hope , to Thee . The Hornes of Vnicornes ( that precious be ) are mine , though they do weare them for my sake : Plants Vertue haue , not for themselues , but me : so , things of eu'ry suite me Prime doe make ! What would I more ? there 's nought hath being got on , or in Earth , in Water , or in Aire , That eyther feedes , or heales , or sports me not : so that this World doth nought but me repaire . If I the Elementall World transcend , to view the Heau'nly Orbes ; what Wonders There Sunne , Moone , and Stars , I see , who all attend but for my good , for which they framed were . For me , alone , they influence impart to these inferiour Bodies , seruing mine ; For me , doth Time himselfe in pieces part , that I , beyond Time , might be wholy thine . Nay , let me passe the nine-fold Orbes of Heau'n , and to thy sacred Mansion let me flee ; For whom had all thine Angels essence giu'n , But for thy seruice , and to waite on me ? To backe me , and defend me from my Foes ; to hold me vp , when ere I did decline : To comfort me in Soule-afflicting Woes ; and , to thy presence bring my Soule in fine . Now if the Ends , for which Things formed were , be better then the Things ( for , so they be ) Then , better than the Angels Men appeare ; sith they ( it seemes ) for men were made by Thee . And , Men , and Angels fell through onely Pride ; but , for deare Mans Redemption thou didd'st die : Yet , for no one of th' Angels hast thou di'd ; which much augments mans hope , and dignitie ! O then what Heart can once but thought-conceiue in what strict Tearmes I stand obleig'd to thee ; Sith me thou mad'st most Glory to receiue through mee ; as , through the Eye , Men glory see . Wake , wake thy selfe , my Soule ; why sleep'st thou stil ? see who it is that hath thus done : for whom ? Not for the Angels , which obey his Will ; but , for thee , sinfull Soule , his choisest Home ! Cast , if thou canst , a Number numberlesse ; and , count his gifts with Stars , or with Sea-sand : The bottome gage , of his Grace bottomlesse ; Or , if thou canst not , wonder-mazed stand ! Yet , stand thou with , and for Him , while thou art ; that is , as long as he himselfe exists : That is , while GOD hath but an humane Heart ; which is , but while Eternitie consists . As God is GOD , he hath no Heart at all ; but , as true Man he is , he hath Mans Heart : Then , GOD , and MAN can ne'er asunder fall ; though Men from GOD themselues too often part . But GOD , that hast Mans Heart ( and , so , hast mine ; sith I am Man , although a sinfull one : ) Still let thy Heart be mine , and mine be thine : that I may haue no Heart to grieue our owne . I greatly doe desire , with great desire ▪ to praise and loue thee GOD ( Mans harts repose ! ) But Praise and Loue , in Mouth , and Heart of mire ( through foulenes of that filth ) their grace do lose . But , sith all Creaetures thou hast made for mee , ( for , whatsoe'er is made , I owe the same ! ) I le call on them , with me , to call on THEE , to giue me grace to loue and praise thy Name . Then , ô yee all his Workes , your voyces reare ( with man his master-piece ) that He would grant To me his Grace , to sound his praises cleare : and to supply , in Loue , my louings want . To make my Mouth pure , fit to hold his praise ; and make my Heart cleane , meete to lodge his loue : That Heart and mouth may so his glory raise , while I his Grace , in grace or glory proue : That I in Grace , and Glory may be knowne , To liue but for that praise and loue alone .
A Meditation gratulatory for our redemption . WHen I excogitate the great Good-turnes thou hast done for me , ô extreamest Good ! With heate of Zeale , my seathing Marrow burnes ; and , flames of seruent Loue doe boile my bloud ! Especially , for that when thou had'st form'd my Soule and body , I deforming each , Thou , with thine own dierewrack , hast me reform'd and , with thy precious bloud becam'st my Leach . Thou mightst , for e'er , haue banish'd me thy sight , with the proud Angel , and his cursed Crue : For , my fault was like his ; but , more vnright : then , to the same a greater Plague was due ! And , that thou hast not onely spar'd my Paine ; but , therewithall , bought endlesse blisse for me : ( So that my Fall doth fall out to my gaine ! ) I am in straightest bonds oblieg'd to Thee . And , for thou mad'st me , me to thee I owe ; sith thou redeem'd me , much more owe I thee : And , would , ô would , I could my selfe bestow to pay that More , that 's lesse then due from me . And , so much more thou ought'st to be belou'd , by how much greater were thy griefes , and state ; And how much lesse then ought'st to be reprou'd , whose life was more then most immaculate ! Who , What , and Wherefore , dost thou suffer , Lord ? and , who art Thou , that suffer'st for mans sake ? O tell me ; for , I will diuulge thy Word that all things made , men marred to re-marke . First , for thy selfe , with what rich tearmes of Art shall I expresse Thee , inexpressable ! I le say , as thou said'st , Thou art , what Thou art ; because , Thou know'st , Thou wert ineffable ! Thou art a BEEING more then infinite ; and , being of thy selfe , proceed'st of none : Without thee , can not being chance to light ; for , Chance , and being light by Thee alone . Thy matchlesse pow'r , of nothing , all things made ; thy Goodnesse saues all without other aide : And , if thou wouldst , to nothing They should fade ; for , in , for , and by thee , they all are staid . Thou onely art that art ! and , nothing is besides thee , in comparison of thee ! The Lamps of Heau'n their light before thee misse , whose brightnesse bright'st Eyes are blinde to see ! All beautie 's Foulenesse ; Pow'r , infirmitie ; Wisedome , Grosse Folly ; Goodnesse , worse then nought ; Weigh'd with thy more then All sufficiencie : more faire , strong , wise , and good , then can be thought . More then most faire , sith selfe - Formositie ; and , more then pow'rfull , sith Omnipotent ! Much more then Wisedome , sith her Soules right eye ; exceeding Goodnesse , sith her Continent ! Yea , good thou art , both to the good and bad ; for good and bad sucke sweetnesse still from thee : With good gifts , good Soules , thou dost ouer-lade ; and good'st the bad , to make them better be . Without distraction , thou dost all in All ; Thou All contain'st , yet art in eu'ry place : And yet , art all alike in great and small , yet here then there much greater by thy Grace . Thou euer work'st ; yet , euer art at rest , resting in endlesse dooing thy good Will : Thou all vphold'st ; and yet , art not supprest : th' art Good alone ; and yet , thou suffer'st ill . Thou Cause of Causes art ; yet caused art to punish sinne ; yet , didst for sinners die : Thou art impassible ; yet sufferd'st smart : lower then Hell ; yet , more then Heau'n hie . What shall I say of thy dread Maiestie ? Thou Earth behold'st , and It doth trembling stand ! Touch but the Mountaines , and they smoke thereby , then Seas and Windes doe rest at thy command . The Sunne ( with gloomy Clouds enueloped ) doth hide his head , when thou ( his head ) dost frown : The Moone and Stars , with Cloud-cloakes couered , in their confusion ( sham'd ) doe , then , lye downe . Thou spread'st the Heau'ns , & marchest on the deepe , whilst her deepe Base yeelds dreadfull harmonie : Thou mak'st the Spheares both Time & Tune to keep , maugre their Discords , and varietie . Thou call'st the Stars by name , who come at call , and like true Sentinols keepe well their watch ▪ Hiperion , that guides the Capitall , ( to thee subordinate ) doth key their Catch . Thou anglest for the huge Leuiathan ; and throgh his Nostrils , mak'st thy Hooke appeare : Which being hang'd thou playest with him than , as with a Fish , that hangs but by an Haire . Hell quakes when thou dost volly forth thy voice , which Bandies Earth as t were a Racket - Batt : The Heau'ns shall melt and passe away with noise , when thou thy Creatures to account shalt call . Vpon the Necks of Monarchs thou dost treade ; and pau'st the Pauement with their Diadems . The dreadfull Pow'rs of thy Pow'r stand in dread ; and Glory it selfe , is blinded by thy Beames . The Seraphins ( though glitt'ring-glorious Sp'rits ) in thy bright presence seeme but Butterflies : Thou rid'st vpon the Cherubins , whose sights thy Beautie blinds , with rates that thence arise . To thee the Gates of Death lye open wide , which , on their Hinges , play as thou dost will : Nay , Death himself doth quake , when thou dost chide as if it would his Soule , immortall , kill . The Heau'ns declare thy glory ; Fire , thy brightnesse ; the Aire , thy subtiletie ; the Sea thy Dread : The flowers of the Field , thy Beauties brightnesse : thus , all in All , thy praise abroad doe spread . Such , and so great ! such , and so great ( quoth I ) nay , Lord much more then such , or so , Thou art : For Words defectiue are ; so , needs must lye ; but , thou ( Lord ) art deficient in no part . And now , let me recount the wretched wronges which so great Maiestie hath borne for mee ; And , whiles I count , let Men and Angels Tongues sound endlesse Peales of Praises vnto Thee ! Who , being so sublime , in dignitie , did'st from the height of Maiestie descend Into this vale of deepest miserie ; and , cloath'd thee with my flesh , the same to mend . Wherein thou suffer'dst , for my sinfull sake , Hunger and Thirst , in famishing excesse : With Plagues and Persecutions ; which did make to seeme accursed thy true blessednesse . The Passions of the Aire , thou did'st abide , as Prologus to thy PASSIONS Tragedie ; For , Heate , and cold thy Body damnifide , ( as needs they must ) that hadst no where to lye . Whose Pouerty was such , that Birds and Beasts were much more rich , that Neasts , & Holes enjoy'd But thou ( deare Lord ) hadst neither Holes nor neasts , nor ought besides , wherein thy Head to hide . Borne in a Stable ; Cradel'd in a Cratch ; begging the breath of beasts to keepe thee warme ; Wrapped in Rags , that coursest Clouts did patch ; which did thy tender flesh lesse warme then harme . O sight of force to wonder-rap all Eyes ! Yee Angels all admire this Noueltie ▪ For lo , your Lord , in base Rags wrapped lyes , to shew the riches of Humilitie ! And , eight dayes after , took'st a Sinners Marke , that cam'st , indeed , to abrogate the same : Soone after , wast constrain'd to vse the Darke to hide thy Flight , that fledd'st to hide thy Fame . Therefore thou sought'st the silence of the Night to be the Triton of thy Lowlinesse : Yet , now the World began thy Fame to spight , and in the rise did seeke It to suppresse . Herod , thy Hunter , like a Bloud-hound fell , did hunt for Thee , that He on Thee might pray : For , what thou wert , he , by and by , did smell ; and , hunted after Thee a likely way . But , to a Nation , most Idolatrous , thou wast constraind , from his p●rsuite , to flye : So , Innocencie Life preserued thus : for which , deare Innocents were forc'd to dye . Then , Innocencie , Innocencie slew : how then could It therein be innocent ? For , both are innocent ; yet both is true : the first in deede ; the other , in euent . They lost their bloud for Him ; He , his for Them : so , both did bleede ; and for each other bled : And , both , as Innocents , their blouds did streame ; He , as their Head ; They , Members of that Head . O! had I beene so blest , ere Sinne I knew , t' haue di'd for thee , among those Innocents : Or , that I could my sinnes , to death , pursue ; or , make them liue like banish'd male-contents . Then would I dye for thee , an Innocent , if curst Herodian hands would blesse me so : O let me trie this deare Experiment , ( although it cost my Heart-bloud ) er● I goe . For when , before my Mindes Eye , thou dost come in all thy Passions , my desire doth melt My very Marrow , to taste Martyrdome ; and Sense feeles paine till it such paines hath felt ! It may be , that I doe but , now , desire to doe that ; then , I may desire to flye ; For , he that was thy bodyes hardiest Squire so thought , and said ; but did It , then , deny ! Flesh , is a Traitor , worse then hee that solde thee ; it will , for Meede , or Dread , the Soule betray : Nor , in fire , is it willing to behold thee ; in fiery tryals then , it shrinckes away . Therefore , when it a Champion , of such might , betraid to feare , I dare not say , I will ; ( No , that 's Presumption ) but I wish I might : for , willing well , without thee , we doe ill . Then , be with me , strong Pow'r , and I will say I will ; and will performe , that will , in Deed : For , where thou art , by Pow'r , it 's but a play in greatest torments ( then ) to burne , or bleed . Now , as thy Body grew , so grew thy griefes ; for , who ( deare Lord ) can possibly expresse Thy Persecutions , void of all reliefe , saue Praying , Fasting , Watching , Wearinesse ! They spake against thee , who sate in the Gate ; and common Drunkards ballads made of thee : That thou might'st say ( in worse then Dauids state ) being poore , I labour from mine Infancie . These were the griefs ( dear Loue ) thy life did brook , but , in thy Death what Sense ere vnderstood What paines thou felt'st ; when ( like a rising brooke ) thy body , more and more , o'erflow'd with bloud Freedome , made Captiue ; Mercy , Miserie ; Grace , quite disgraced ; beauty , vilifide ; Innocence , strooken ; Iustice , doom'd to dye ; Glory , quite shamed ; and , Life , crucifide ! O Heau'ns ! what can amaze , with Wonderment , the Sense of Man more then this ? what shall I Call this so strange vnheard of Loues extent , that ouer-fils all Names Capacitie ! In few : now Grace , alone , seemes Sinne , alone ; Life , dyes ; State 's , whipt ; and , Pow'r bound to a Poast The Glory of the Father spet vpon ! and , in a word , God , seemeth to be lost ! In this Deepe , further , may my Soule not wade , my strength is spent ; for , my heart bleedes in me : O glorious Grace ! O Maiestie vnmade ! is this for me , O boundlesse Charitie ! If I , for my Redemption , am so tide to loue , and honour thee ; What shall I bee For that thou did'st so many Deaths abide , ( when one wold serue ) to make me more than free ? With what loue shall I quite this , more then , Loue ? with what life shall I imitate thy life ? With what teares shall I my repose reproue ? and , with what Peace shall I conclude my strife ? I owe thee more for my redeeming ( Lord ) ( sith in the same thou Death of deaths didst proue ) Then for my Making ; ( which was with a Word ! ) for , more , much more , thy Passion showde thy loue ! For , if for Cherubins , or Seraphins thou had'st thus di'd , t 'had beene lesse meruellous : But , thou hast di'd for me ( a Sincke of sinnes ! ) which , of all Wonders , is most wonderous ! What are we , Lord ? or what our Fathers House , ( we Sons of wretched Men ) that Gods deere Senne Doth in such loue and mercie visit vs , as , through Death , to re-make vs quite vndone , If in the ballance of thy Sanctuary thou weigh our body , t' will be found more light Than Vanitie ; more graue then Misery ▪ as if It did consist in Natures spight ! And , if our Conuersation thou respect , what is it but a Chaos of Offence ! The Goodnesse of whose All , is all Defect ! whose very Sou●'s but Hell of Conscience ! Dost thou , ô God , then for such Diuels die , ( the Sonnes of Sathan most oppos'd to thee ! ) For the Subuerters of all Honestie ! for breakers of good Lawes that blessed be ? For thy Contemners , for thy Gloryes Clouds ! for thy Deprauers , for the worst of Ils ! For meere cu●st Thwarts , of all Beatitudes ! for thy Tormentors that thy Soule would kill ! Whose Hearts , no gifts , can once allure to loue , much lesse , with Menaces , are terrifide ! Nor mou'd with heauy Plagues , that Rockes would moue ; nor yet , with sweet'st Indulgence , mollifide ! For Fiends , who not suffic'd with their owne vice , the Earth doe compasse ; so , to compasse more ! And , not contented others to intice diue to the Diuels to augment their store ! Where , robbing those Egyptians of their wealth , to weet , Pride , Enuy , Malice , blasphemie , ) Away they steale ( so , all they doe by stealth ) to make them Idols for their Fantasie . Who , when they haue rak'● Hell for eu'ry Euill , and , got as much as Hell can hold , or yeeld , They then deuise themselues ( worse then the Diuel ) new kindes of sinnes , that Hell yet neuer held : Adding thereto obduracie of Heart ; and , doe , their Conscience , more then cauterize : Pleasing themselues ( like Fiends ) in others smart ; and , for that end , doe many meanes deuise : Are these ( deare Lord ) the things for which thou the things ( I say ) for , ( no Name is so ill As they deserue ; ) What , onely must the Highest diest ? dye for vile Vipers , that their Maker kill ? My Heart doth faile , my Spirit is extinct , when thus I weigh thy Mercies with my Sinne : And wert not for thy graces meere instinct , I should despaire ( deare Lord ) and dye therein . Yet , sith I haue begun to speake to thee , O be not angry if I yet doe speake : Let Dust , and Ashes once so saucie be to aske their God what He , hereby , doth seeke ? Seek'st thou the loue of such meere Lumps of Hate ? or else the seruice of such Vermine vile ? Alas ( great Lord ) it stands not with thy State , sith where they come , by nature , they defile . If thy desire of Marriage did so burne , that Thou thy Creatures would'st needes espouse , Why then did Seraphins not serue thy turne , that are more Noble , and thee better vse ? Why of a prepuce Nation took'st a Wife , which afterwards did Thee betray and kill ? So , marriedst , as it were , the very Knife , that cut thy throate ; so , seem'dst thy selfe to spill . What answer'st ( Lord ) to these too high Demands ? I would haue this , because I would have this : This is thine Answere ; and , the reason stands vpon thy Will , which cannot will amisse . Then be it ( Lord ) according to thy Will ; for , so it mu●● be , be it how so ere : By life , or death then , let me It fulfill ; that dost by both , thee , so , to mee endeere . For , since Mans fall , none passe to Paradise but by the dreadfull burning Cherubins ; To Canaan none , but by where Marah lies ; sith there th' inheritance of ioy begins . And none vnto the happy Citie goes , that goes not by the Babel-Riuers side : And , none Ierusalem or sees , or knowes , that through the vale of Teares nor goe ▪ ●orride . The way to Heau'n , is by the Gates of Hell ; and Wormwood-wine , thogh bitter , wholsome is : Thy Crosse ( ô Christ ) doth Heau'ns strong 〈◊〉 compell to open wide ; for , t is the Key of blisse ! And , sith for me , so well thou loud'st that Crosse , Let me , for thee , count all things else but losse .
A Thanksgiuing for our Vocation . WIth all the pow'r and vertues of my Soule I doe adore thee holy Lord of All ! That when I had no name in thy check-rowle , thou wrat'st it on thy Palme , and me didst call . I dwelt , sometimes , in blacke Obliuions Land , where , in the shade of Death , I sadly sate ; But , thou ( kind Lord ) didst reach me , then , thy hand , which , from thence , drew me to a glorious state . When as I wandred , in the crooked wayes , that , too directly , led to endlesse paine , Thou didst thy forces , then , against me raise , to put me in thy way , perforce againe . When thou hadst plung'd me in the Font of Grace , so clens'd the filth I was conceiued in , Though there I vow'd to keepe me in that case , I brake my vow and me re-suncke in sinne . So that sweet Temple which thou sanctifi'dst in me , for thee , I , cursedly , did blesse : Raising therein , that which thou least abid'st , namely , the Idoll of Voluptuousnesse . Then , liu'd I as an Out-law ; when , it seem'd by Law , or Fiend , or Foe might me surprise : But , I , of thee yet , then , was so esteem'd , that thou , by Law , didst quit me , in this wise : The Law requir'd Death , or Obedience ; then , thou , for me , didst more then Law requir'd : Which di'dst for sinne , yet liu'dst in innocence : so thou , thereby , didst more then It desir'd ! Yet , ere I once did thinke vpon thy Grace I liu'd as loose , as if I had beene bound To nothing but to Persons , Time and Place that sought my Soule and body to confound . So , past my Dayes that rather lookt like Night ; nay , rather like the Darke that may be felt ; Wherein my selfe ne'er came within my sight , although I might mine vnsweet life haue smelt . Then , like blinde Baiard , being bold as blinde , I ranne , as Fancy led me , eu'ry where , To doe the Deedes of darknesse , in their kinde , and , with me , others blinded so , did beare . Then , what was it the Diuell could deuise to clog a Soule with Sinne , exceeding Sinne , But I to doe it was as quicke , as wise ? the rather , sith my Soule did ioy therein . Then , carnall beautie was the onely Sunne that warm'd me at the heart ; and lent me light : A Light , and Heate by which were quite vndone mine Eyes , & Heart ; nay , Body , Soule , & Spright . For , all confounded were , as they had bin no more themselues , but beauties shadowes vaine ; Attending her in whatsoeuer Sinne , as Toyes , that had bin stitched to her Traine . Then , were my Feete as swift as swiftest Roes Mans bloud to shed ; and , so thy Forme deface : My friends to wrong , and treble wrong my foes ; to shunne the good , and bad men to embrace . Then , those things onely , pleased best my taste , that were distastiue to thy sacred Sense : And , that time ( onely ) I esteemed waste , that to thy Seruice had most reference . Thy Name , to my vncircumcized Eare , was harsh , and fill'd the same with all offence : Which I did deadly hate , through seruile feare ; but , seru'd thy Foes with treble diligence . The World , the Flesh , and thy Competitor ( that for my Soule with Thee do aye contend ) Made me their Slaue , and seruil'dst Seruitor ; so , gaue my Minde , thy Kindome , to the Fiend . Thy Word to me seeem'd most ridiculous , as full of Crackes , as Contradiction : And , no lesse witlesse , then most barberous ; so , made I it a Ground to play vpon . The fairest Church ( then ) seem'd the fowlest Iaile ; a Preacher , like an Headsman , kill'd me quite : Words , least diuine , with me did most preuaile ; and Peace of Conscience still in me did fight . In briefe , I was , for which my selfe I hate , such , as on whom VICE show'd what she could do When she did light but on a low estate : for , what Deedes shee deuis'd , my Hand was to . In this time of my young , yet doating , Age , thou didst expect me ( Lord ) and lent'st me breath : Yea , didst attend me , like that Princes Page , that alwayes put his Lord in minde of Death . O altitude of Grace surmounting Grace ! ô magnitude of Mercy most extreame ! How many settings-out , in such a Race , haue beene o'er-taken with thy Furies Streame ? Yet , I , most blessed-cursed-blessed I haue ( by the Mercy , more then most diuine ) Beene suffer'd to be tir'd with vanitie , and , yet preseru'd , till brought to Grace in fine . Had Iustice hands , which , then , still vrged were , drawne me before her High Tribunall Throne , And , by a Quest of Angels , tride me there , I had beene cast , and more then ouerthrowne . But , blest be thine vnconquer'd Patience , that me forbore , till I to sinne forbare : And , blessed be thy Mercies prepotence , by which , I warded was , and bid beware . Forcing into my Soule the feare of Hell , the sight of Sinne , Lifes vaine and short expence , With thy Lawes strictnesse ; all which still impell my Heart , though Steele , to melt in penitence ! Yea , when my feet were fast in Follies Stockes , thou didst by Grace ( past Grace ) extort from me Whole Flouds of Teares , from two most flintie Rockes , ( my Heart , and Eyes ) for , so , offending thee . And , when I fled from thee , as if it had beene matter of small moment Thee to flee , Thou follow'dst me ( I being worse then mad ) to keepe me from the Furies following mee . Thus , long we straue , and , striuing long , at length thou didst preuaile , and tam'd my Coltish Will ; Yet t was by holy Fraud , and mightie Strength , which claw'd me while they did restraine me still . For , no lesse was thy Mercies skill herein , then thy Pow'rs force : for , sinfull Soules to cure : Showes skilfull Grace : and , Men that most doe sinne to iustifie , bewraies almightie Pow'r . And , ô how many Graces giu'st thou me with this meere guilt of my Vocation ! Firme Faith , sure Hope , and perfect Charitie , with all the Vertues that attend thereon . And though I cannot be assured Lord , to serue thee to the end , and meeke withall : Yet , doe my Faith , and Hope rest on thy Word ; which sure doth stand , though oft ( vnsure ) I fall . Thy Sp'rit likewise , doth witnesse to my Sp'rit , that thou dost loue me more than tenderly : Sith in thy Loue , thou mak'st my Loue delight ; which loue erst lothed thy Loue mortally . Blessed be thou , therefore , great Lord of Grace , for giuing me thy deare adopting Spirit To nurse , and teach , and rule me in my Race , and , thee and me , vnioynde , to re-vnite . And , blessed be that euer-blessed DAY , wherein that Ghest did make my Soule his Inne : And be that Houre , and Moment blessed aye , wherein my Will gaue way to let him in . That Day was the true Sabboth of my rest ; that Day I left th' Egyptian seruitude : That was my second Birth-day , truely blest , who , then , was borne to all Beatitude . It was mine Easter-day , wherein I rose from Death of Sinne , vnto the Life of Grace ! It was the Day my Heau'nly Husband chose to marry me ; and , Coort me face , to face . Let Iob and Ieremy ban their birth-Day , this will I blesse with Heart Mind , Mouth , & Pen ; Sith , then , the Angels , in their best aray , saluted me , as their Co-cittizen . Wherein God call'd me Son , and Christ dear Spouse ; the Holy-Ghost his Temple ; and when all The Holy TRINITIE did trimme the House of my poore Soule , that teady was to fall . Deare Lord ! with what deare Words , or dearer Deedes no , dearest Words and Deeds are all too weake To match thy Mercies ; but my Soule must needs quite breake , if not into thy Praises breake . I le sing to thee as Dauid once did sing , O Lord , how glorious are thy Workes of Grace ! And as the Angels Peales of Praises ring , so , will I praise thee though my voyce be base . The worke of my Creation show'd great Loue ; and that of my Redemption , more exprest : Yet that of my Vocation most did moue ; but , that , that Iustifide me past the rest ! The gift of Glory ( still to Saints assign'd ) is great , so great , that none may greater be ; Yet to be iustified , is , in his kinde , as great a gift , and no lesse laudeth thee . To make Men iust that are in sinfull case , is more then to make iust Men glorious : Sith greater ods there is twixt Sinn and Grace , then is twixt Grace , and Glory ; God and Vs. My Making and Redemption had but made m'excuse the lesse , and my Damnation more ; Except my Soule thou hadst made iustly glad , in iustifying me that sinned sore ! Whiles , therefore , on these things I meditate , my Soule entranced lies ; as if she were No more my Senses ; or my bodies Mate , but , were transform'd to Admiration here . What shall I render Lord ? ô how shall I remunerate , ( ô that can ne'er be done : ) Or how shall I but praise thee worthily ? but , such praise doth my pow'r no lesse out-runne . O that the Organs of my Soule were such , as , with thy praise , they Heau'n and Earth might fill ; I would therein reioyce much more then much , but , Lord , accept the freedome of my Will. For , could it make thee more then what thou art , ( thogh more cannot be wisht , much lesse conceiu'd ) I would performe a right Well-willers part , and make thee what it could , for Grace receiu'd : Then , let my Will be aided by thy Might , That Will , in Deed , may praise thy Name aright .
Of Gods vnutterable Being , with desire of the Soule to be swallowed vp with the loue of his Maiestie . O Past-beginning , and immortall Sp'rit ; eternall , and incomprehensible : Incircumscrib'd in Maiestie and Might ; seene all in All , yet most insensible : Immutable , impassible , most iust ; inscrutable ; in mercy , most compleate : From whom they came , and vnto whom they must that doe beleeue thou art as good , as great : Who by thy ne'er-too-much applauded Word hast framed whatsoe'er created is ; One blessed TRINITIE , in true accord of perfect Vnitie , and boundlesse blisse ! If that great Patriarcke , Father of the Iust , ( who albeit thou deign'dst to call thy Friend ) Yet in respect He Ashes was , and Dust , did feare to speake to Thee , that Eare did lend : Nay , if the highest Orders of those Sprights , that , in thy presence , burne , through loue of thee , Dare not , vpon thine Essence , fixe their sights , lest they , through glory , should confounded be : If these so pure , so deare , so holy Ones , so fearefull are to speake , or looke on thee , Who albeit they sit themselues on Thrones , yet , in thy sight , through loue , so awfull be : How shall a Shorelesse Sea of Misery , a Sincke of Sinne , a Sacke of filthiest dung , ( All which , ah woe therefore , deare Lord , am I ! ) once dare , to thee , to stirre or Eye , or Tongue ? But , sith ( sweet Lord ) I can no way obtaine that awfull reu'rence , which is due to thee , Vnlesse mine Eyes still fixt on thee remaine , and made amazed with thy Maiestie : Vouchsafe me leaue ( dread God ) vouchsafe me leaue to lift mine Eyes vnto thy Throne of Grace ; O let thy brightnesse , mine Eyes , splendor giue ; and blinde them not that long to see thy Face . I see ( dread Lord ) thou , onely , thou art Hee that dost transcend our vnderstandings reach ; And yet , by vnderstanding , well I see they see thee best , to whom thy beames doe stretch . Then , ô most bright , faire , wise , kinde , liberall ; most stable , simple , subtile , gracious ; Secret , yet knowne ; vnscene , yet seeing All : vnmou'd , yet mouing ; in rest , making vs : Whom Latitudes dilate , nor Bounds restraine ; Varietie doth change , nor Passions moue : Rest makes not idle , nor Worke puts to paine , who art not hurt by Hate , nor holp by Loue . From whom , Obliuion , nothing can detract ; to whom , Remembrance , can as little adde : Who art Dilated most , yet most Compact : not grieu'd in Sorrow , nor in Solace glad : To whom there 's nothing past , much lesse to come ; sith Time and Place still present be with thee : Of all this All thou art the totall Summe ; beyond which nothing is , much lesse can be ! For , th' art in all things , yet art not included ; but yet , in all things , art thou , by sufficing : Thou art without all , yet art not excluded ; but , without all things , thou art , by comprising . Th' art vnder All ; yet subiect vnto none ; but vnder All , that All might rest on thee : And farre aboue All , yet not proud thereon ; but , All , aboue ; that All might gouern'd be . Perfect in All , in none deficient ; Great without bounds , & Good without compare : Present in each Place , yet in no Place pent ; yet , whole in All , and parts , in All that are . In Pow'r , and Wisedome , most-most infinite ! in Counsaile , wonderfull ; in Iudgement , iust ; Secret , in thoughts ; in word , and Promise , right : glorious in Deedes , which glorifie our Dust ! Past all extent , thy Loue doth farre extend ; whose Mercie 's more , then most indefinite : Thy Patience more , than Pow'r can comprehend : because it is no lesse then is thy Might ! What shall I say , great-good , good-great-great Lord ! I feare , in these my Words , I doe offend : To seeme to circumscribe thee in a Word ; that art without all measure , meane , or end ! Thou art , ( ô sacred Sp'rits Angelicall , ( that haue fruition of Him face to face ) Lend me a Name by which I Him may call ; and may expresse some measure of his Grace ! Thou art too great , for GREATNES , ne'er so GREAT ! and far too good , for GOODNES , e'er so GOOD ! Who ( were it possible ) art more compleate in GOODNESSE , then thine owne Trin-vnion-hood ▪ Yet thou ( thou nameles Good ! who , thogh thus great ) dost bid vs seeke thee , for , who seeketh findes : Who , though not to be seene vpon thy Seate , yet sitt'st thou , seene , in Eyes of humble Mindes . Thou , thou art He , whom , to forsake , is death ; and , for whom life to leaue , is life alone : In whom , to breathe , is to breathe blessed Breath ; and , for whom to contend , is Vnion . No man fosakes thee , but the forlorne Foole : and , no one seekes thee , but whom thou dost seeke : Nor none can find thee , but whom thou dost schoole ; & , thou school'st none , but whom thy Lessons like . What should I say of thee ? or how shall I thy Goodnesse praise ? how shall I celebrate The glory of thy , back - parts , Maiestie , though ne'er so much thou it extenuate ? I le say as those , whom thou taugh'st what to say , thou measurest the Waters with thine Hand ; Vpon thy Palme thou dost the Heau'ns weigh : and , on thy Finger all the Earth doth stand ! Thou art that Ancient , ancienter then Dayes , whose Throne is like a bright ay-burning Flame ; The Wheeles wherof , like Fire that Sparks doth raise ; vpon whose Thigh is writ a glorious Name : Thy Body , like a beaming Chrisolite ; thy Face , like Lightning ; thine Eyes , Lampes of Fire ! Thine Armes , & Feete , like Brasse , all burnisht bright ; thy Voyce like Thunder , but It soundeth high'r . A fiery Streame , still floweth from thy Throne ; a thousand thousand minister to thee : Ten thousand thousand waite on thee alone ; and , Millions , by the Thousands , ready be ! Who , with a Beck , nay lesse , but with a Thought , rul'st Heau'n , and Earth , according to thy Will ; Which , tho most glorious both , thou mad'st of noght and , if thou would'st , a thought againe would spill ! Help , Lord , for I am in a groundlesse DEEPE , or endlesse Maze , that hath no comming out ! My Wits from drowning , and distraction keepe ; and , let me goe no more , this Gulph , about . For ; he that goes about to tell , with Words , what one thou art , doth eu'n as if he would Quite drowne the Sea , within the shallow'st Foords ; nay , more , sith thou art much more manifold . Who ere assisted thee ? or thee aduis'd ? who brought thee vp in Lore ? or gaue thee Wit ? And who thy Pow'r , at any time surpris'd ? or , what Foe was not dasht to Dust by It ? With whom the Sea seemes scarse a Water-drop ; the Islands , and maine Lands , a little Dust : The highest Heau'n is but thy Foot-stooles Top ; and , but into a Pricke , thou Earth dost thrust ! The Woods of Libanus cannot suffice to make Religious Altars fume to Thee : Nor all the Beasts can serue for Sacrifice that on a thousand thousand Mountaines be ! All Nations , nay , all Creatures whatsoe'er ( be they Celestiall , or Terrestriall ) Stand in thy sight , as if they Nothing were ; and , in respect of thee , are not at all . For if , in the bright presence of the Sunne , the Stars seeme not to be , although they are ; Then , in thy sight , must All to nothing runne ; sith , in the same , the Sunne cannot appeare . Therefore , with all created Essences , ô holy , blest , and glorious TRINITIE , I doe adore , with all obseruances , the Scepter of thy dread Diuinitie ! Thy Being's vniuersall ; most exact ! then , being such , what should my homage be ? And , being Grace , and Goodnesse , most abstract , how can I , wanting both , serenize thee ? Agnizing , then , the Wonders of thy Worth , ( prostrate , before thy sacred Mercies seate , With whatsoe'er Loues feare can vtter forth ) I more then celebrate thy glory great . With those thrice blessed Spirits , who laying downe their Crownes of Glory , at thy sacred Feete , Prostrate adore thee ; loe , I vaile the Crowne of all my Glory , to thee , blessed SWEET ! My Glory , Lord ? alas ! what doe I giue ? if I haue any , it is more than vaine : Then maist thou not that Gift of me receiue ; sith it must needes thy sacred Glory staine . Returne It then ( deare Lord ) my gift put backe ; and , I will giue thee what thou gau'st to me : That 's Loue , and Feare ; thou dost no Glory lacke ; yet , if thou giue it mee , I le giue it thee . But not to vs ( deare Lord ) ô not to vs , but to thy gracious NAME all glory giue ; Which was , and is , and shall be glorious , as long as God is God , or LIFE doth liue . But , vnto vs , Confusion onely's due ; for , Flesh and Bloud hath nought to glory in , But ( that which may decayed shame renue , ) a bleeding Conscience , and a world of Sinne ! But why doth Sol giue Light , the Fire giue Heate ? why's Water cold ? Earth , thicke ? or Aire so thinne ? The reason 's cleare ; by kinde , they doe that feate : so , thou , by kinde , ( kinde Lord ) forgiuest Sinne . . Where Sin abounds , there Grace doth oe'er-abound ; for , t is thy glory ( God ) Sinnes to forgiue : For should'st thou Sinners , with the Sinne , confound , then , none should liue ; so , none should glory giue . For , in the nether Hell they praise thee not , sith t is the Hold of hedious Blasphemy : There is the Land where all things are forgot saue sad Despaire , and Death which cannot dye . But , in thine euer-blessed Hierarchy , the holy , holy , holy Lord of Hoasts ( In Soule-inchanting Heauenly Harmony ) is euer heard through those Celestiall Coasts . Then , make me such that , in the Life of grace , I temp'ra●●ly may glorifie thy Name : And , in the Life of glory , face to face , I may , for euer , much more doe the same . Consume the cloudy Fancies of my Minde with sacred flames of thine eternall Loue ; That , being by that purging fire refinde , thou maist if , on thy Trials Touch , approue . Then , let thy Glories zeale quite eate me vp , that all my Being may consist therein : So , I le carowse thy bitter Passions Cup ; sith to my Health ( kinde Lord ) thou didst begin . O let my life ( poore life ) nought else appeare but a sweet-smelling Sacrifice to thee : Or rather let it be an Offring here , that , with thy Loues fire , may consumed be . Then , metamorphose me into thy Loue , let me be quite transmuted to the same : That I may euer vpwards , flaming , moue , as doth , by Nature , a materiall flame . O! bottomlesse Abysse of Charitie , engulph me in thy Bowels , let thy Wombe Receiue Sinnes seede , that longs for sanctitie ; Then , let it still lie , buryed , in this Tombe : That so , I may , quite dead to Sinne , and Shame , Still liue in LOVE , to loue and praise thy NAME .
A Repetition of Gods many Benefits , and Preseruations , with desire of the continuance thereof . VPon the bended knees of my poore Sp'rit , ( made poor by thy rich Mercies showr'd theron ) Thy Vertue I adore , with all my might , ô diuine VERTVE , Israels Holy ONE ! Sith thou , of thy vnlimitable grace , hast deign'd to make me know thy grace and pow'r . Nay , show'd to me the splendor of thy face , which doth my loue , much more then much allure . For giuing me my Being , being nought before ; and since , and since , for mending me : Though yet ( deare Lord ) I am not as I ought ; yet , as I am , I am most bound to thee . For that thou dost conserue me in such case ; that , as a liuely Member , I doe feele Thy liuely Members dolor , or disgrace ; and sinck in Soule , when they ( neere falling ) reele . For that thou dost my Natures essence keepe from running to the wracke of grace and nature : And , of a Wolfe , for making me a Sheepe ; and , of a Cast-away , a costly Creature . A costly Creature I right well may say ; sith it thy Heart-bloud cost to make me such ; Euen , then , when I was worse then cast away : for , I was damn'd before I knew so much . By thee I am , in sinfull state , preseru'd from sinfull state ; which stands where Sin doth raign . By thee I am from prides contrect conseru'd ; that faine would take out of thy hand thy raigne . If I doe fall , it 's when Thou stai'st me not ; if I doe rise , it 's by thy helping Hand : But , I ne'er fall but when I haue forgot that by thy Rod , and Staffe , I rise , and stand . As many good thoughts as my heart ere held , he held , in Capite , of Thee his Head : If well my little-World I ere did weild , I did it with thy Pow'r , but in thy stead . If none can say Lord Iesu but by Thee , much lesse , without thee , thee can any serue ; No more then Boughs yeeld Fruit , cut from the tree : then what we worke for ( Lord ) thou dost deserue . Therefore , if I haue fasted , watcht , or praid , if I haue Crosses borne , with Backe vnbroke , If I haue shed Contritions Teares , vnstaid , or crost my Will , or vp thy Crosse haue tooke : If in my prayers I haue thought on Thee , or that they haue preuail'd , or I relieu'd ; Or if my Will to Vertue hath beene free ; all these , as gifts , from Thee I haue receiu'd . How many vertuous Friends , and Ghostly Guides , how many good Examples , Lights of life , What like Bookes hast thou sent me , these besides , as Loue-signes whilst thou woo'dst me for thy Wife ? All which , to thee , I freely doe referre , that they , from thee , more freely may reflow : For , sith thou didst all these on me conferre ere I was thine ; now all Thine I doe owe . But , to recount the Perils I haue past ( thou being present , pointing out the way ) Is more then well Arithmetick can cast , which doe thy mercies , numberlesse , bewray ! And , into what , more than prodigious , Crimes I might haue fall'n , hadst thou not me vpheld , ( Yea , hadst thou not preuented me be times ) appeares by those that haue in sinne excell'd : For , neuer did the Diuell sinne so much , but that a fraile Man may commit as great If , with thy grace , his Heart thou doe not touch , and , with thy Pow'r , the pow'r of Sinne defeate . As many Meanes , then , as I had to sinne , and , fit Occasions as I had to fall ; So many might my Sinnes , and Fals haue bin , if I by thee had had no help at all . Occasions , are so violent , in Pow'r that they could Giant-foyling Dauid fall : For , they once tooke him vp into his Tow'r , from whence he fell , in part ; and after , all . Occasion is a Ianus , which doth looke to Vice and Vertue most indifferently ; But , by Sinnes watching him , he oft is tooke , and made the meane of much Impietie . Hee 's fain'd to stand vpon an vpright Bowle , to show his course is most indifferent : Except he meetes with rubs , which make him roule out of the way , which way those Rubs are bent . But , ô ! how often hast thou , with strong hand , ●ane him out of my way , lest I should fall , By reason he , in my way , right , did stand : for oft I stumble at Occasion small . How oft hast Thou the FOES hand manacled , because he should not fight , or if he should I should be Victor , and not vanquished ; and so get Grace , sith ( tride ) I held my Hold ? How often haue I march'd vpon my Foes , ( the Adder , Viper , and the Cocatrice ) And neuer was once stung , or hurt by those , ( thou had'st so charm'd the malice of their vice ! How oft hast thou walk'd hand , in hand , with me , through Fire and Water , all vntoucht of eyther ; Nay , so their Pow'rs were tempered by thee , that they wrought for my comfort altogether ! And , how oft haue they quite consumed bin who ( for not worshipping their senslesse Sawes ) Haue , in Afflictions Furnace , kept me in , the whiles I sang , for ioy , in Sorrowes Iawes ! That with the Psalmist , I may iustly say I was sore thrust at , that I ( so ) might fall ; But , thou o'er-threw'st my thrusters , with my stay ; as Bals quite breake , throwne hard against a wall . How oft haue my Sinnes sold me to thy wrath ? how often haue I fall'n , yet neuer fell ! For , in thy Mercy , which no measure hath , ( though I did passing ill ) I haue done well ! Though I gaue , that , to Nature , due to Grace , and , to my selfe , that , which belong'd to Thee ; ( Who might'st haue grac'd Thee ( then ) with my disgrace yet gau'st thou grace , not shame , eu'n then to me ! And , though the Angels fell for lesse offence , and , that proud Babel-Monarch , for the same , Yet I , as one of more preheminence , escap'd vnskarr'd , in Body , Goods and Name ! I Perils lou'd , yet perisht not therein ; by many by-wayes I found out the right : With Grace familiar was I made by Sinne : so , foild I Sinne by Sinne , and not by fight . Was euer Loue so wonne ? was euer Man so woo'd by GOD ! or can my Soule conceiue How much thy Mercies may , that so much can ! or can I thee of Loue ( deare Loue ) deceiue ! O rather of my Being quite bereaue me , and , turne me to my pristrin● Nihil-hood , Then I should , so , of but meere Loue deceiue thee ; that mak'st mine Euils doe me so much good . Burne me ( kinde LOVE ) to Nothing , that of nought thou mai'st , in Loue , make some-thing , good for thee : Of nought , thou mad'st me good ; mine Ill , I wrought : then , now , of nought , good make me euer be . Perfect , great Master-builder of mine All , thy Worke begunne ; and let my Nothing be Apt to be-come , in Forme , materiall ; and , be conform'd to matter lou'd of Thee . Breathe on this CHAOS ( Lord ) and let thy Spirit walke on the Waters of my Humors , vaine : My Darknesse , palpable , couert to Light ; so , my Confusion shall , in Order , raigne . O'er Sinne , and Death , and darke-darke Ignorance , in datelesse Tearmes of all Eternities ; The value of thy Vertue to aduance , which , of thy selfe , aboue all Heights doth rise ! This is my Hope , which is , because thou ART Iust in thy Word , and Deede ; in All , and Part !
For Power and Grace to withstand the Flesh , the World , and the Diuell . WHen I looke vp and see the Heau'nly Spheares roule on my Time , and my Lifes Line therin , Thus say I to my Soule ; Vaine Soule thy yeares are nothing , sith thou nothing dost but sinne ? Yet art thou made eternall ( like thy Sire ) and all conceiu'st ( like him ) beneath the Sunne ; Th' art in my Whole and Parts ( like him ) intire ; and hast ( like him ) right Reason Ill to shunne ! And yet , ô yet , thou dost , but Ill withall ; so all that good thou turn'st to Euill still : Who , through Infirmitie , to Sinne dost fall , when thou stand'st highest in grace of Pow'rs good-will . Then Lord of Pow'r and Grace , with both so arme my falling Soule , that she thereby may stand Against th' Assaults of all that would her harme : for , she can foile but with thy Forces Band. Great Lord of Hostes , Iehouah , God of Pow'r , then leaue me not alone among my Foes ; But strengthen me from thy Strengths trusty Tow'r , that I , by Thee , may euer vanquish those . The Flesh the World , the Diuell , with their Bands of strong as fraudfull Foes , me still assaile ; While all my Pow'r lyes onely in thy Hands , which when I hold , I foile ; with-held , I faile ! If then thou wouldst I still should Victor be , giue me those helps that in thy hand still lye : Flesh fights not with it selfe ; but thou in me canst foile it quite , and make it Mercy cry . The World doth loue it selfe ( and , so , her Owne ) too well t'endamage eyther ; and doth charge Too strongly on me to be ouerthrowne by my small pow'r , if thou it not enlarge . And Sathan , in himselfe , is not diuided , though , in himselfe , still turbulent he be : He is too crafty , strong , and well-prouided , for me t' encounter , if thou help not me . Then ô estsoones ( againe , and still againe ) I thine assistance humbly doe inuoke ; That so I may still vanquish , so , still raigne o'er these our Foes that euer vs prouoke . So will I yeeld the glory vnto Thee , That foilst such strength by Weaknesse ; that 's by me !
The Sinner , confessing his sinne , striueth with God ( by importunitie of Prayer ) for Grace . GReat God! from whom no thought can be concea'ld sith it thou know'st ere thoght ; & searched hast All Hearts ere they , in Nature , are reueal'd , forgiue my thoughts , that giue thee but distaste . To my Confusion needes I must confesse , my thoughts and Sinne are One ; and , so , most base : And though so base they be , yet n'erthelesse oft Grace they mind ; so , Sinne presumes on Grace . Lord ! how am I deprau'd by Sinne , that can scarse thinke a thought , but I doe sinne therein ? Then blessed Lord , how canst thou chose but banne so vile a Slaue , so subiect vnto Sinne ? I must not leaue Thee thus ; no , though my Heart be well-neere Flint , I must not leaue thee so : With thee , for Grace , I le wrastle ere we part , then let me finde it in mine Ouer-throw . And if such Sinne thou dost forgiue by Grace , and that where much is pardon'd , Loue is much , My Loue shall ouer-fill all Time and Place ; such is my Sinne , my Loue shall then be such ! Deny me not ( deare Lord ) for I will take no nay of thee ; no ; thou dost me inuite , Being heauy laden , to thee ; , ô then make me free there-from , lest it doe quell me quite . And learne me ( Lord ) to woo thee for thy Grace ; and winne it , by my wooing , to relieue me ; Thou canst soone lighten this my heauy case ; then , thy Will 's good , with good will then , forgiue mee . Make my Heart feele , although the while it ake , some Signe of Grace , that thereby I may know Thou lou'st such wooers as no nay will take ; and Wrastlers such , as will not let thee goe ! Though speake I cannot as I would , my Spright stil woos thy grace with sighs , then words more deep : Thou know'st her speech , and dost therein delight ; then ô let thy kinde Answere make mee weepe . Thy Louing-kindnesse hath the pow'r to strike her dumbe with ioy ; and after make her shrill In thine applause : for , whom thou ( Lord ) dost like , thou still mak'st drunke with ioy through thy good-will ! Then if I haue found Fauour in thy sight , or els wilt giue me any hope of Grace , Make druncke my Soule with thy sweet loues-delight , and let her so ( ioy-rauisht ) thee embrace . I sue to thee , for that I needes must haue ; I cannot be without It , sith within It 's all mine All : then , It I still will craue , vntill by ceasely begging it I winne : Then , grant me grace from Sinne me still to free , Else , by thy grace , I le cry for 't still to thee .
The Sinner confessing he can neyther will , thinke , nor doe any good thing without Gods preuenting and assisting Grace , importunes the same . O Thou that from the Bottome of Not-being didst raise me to BEE thus , a MAN , like Thee ; And , ere I WAS , through thy diuine Fore-seeing , didst more then see what would become of me ; Giue , giue me leaue ( thou God of endlesse Grace ) to enterplead with Thee without thine ire : Why AM I , if thou turn'st from me thy Face , sith so a Brand I am but for Hell-Fire ? I could not choose but Be when thou would'st haue me ; for how could nothing crosse Almightinesse ? And now I Am am lost , vnlesse thou saue me ; but , none thou sau'st that still thy Will transgresse . Nor , can I doe thy Will , without thou wilt ; and if thou wilt , thy Will no Pow'r can crosse , Much lesse my Weaknesse ; then , if I be spilt , it seemes thy Will , although my blame and losse . And yet thou sai'st , thou wilt no Sinners Death ; thy Word is Truth it selfe ; then , if thou would'st That I should liue , ô let me spend my Breath as those whom thou , by Grace , from sin with-hold'st . So in thy Will ( which no Pow'r e'er impugnes ) consists mine euerlasting Weale or Woe : Then , not to me , so much as thee belongs to saue me from eternall ouerthrow . I can but Will ; but , well I cannot Will , if thou first will it not ; nor euer shall : Then , will it first ; for , I can will but Ill without thy Grace ; so , Grace doth all in All. I cannot thinke , then much lesse can I doe ought pleasing thee , without thy Grace first got : And yet to doe it , still thou me dost woo ; which , yet , I cannot , if thou doe it not : For , looke what good I doe , it is not I but thou that dost it in and by me still : Then still I can doe all things in and by thee ( Lord of Pow'r ) agreeing with thy Will. O then incline my Will thy Will to doe ; and giue me Pow'r , with Will , else Will will faile : Will thou but this , then me thou need'st not woo , because thy Will with mine must needes pr●uaile ! So , shall there be but one Will twixt vs two : Graunt this ( deare Lord ) for this I thee doe woo .
The Sinner because of the darknesse of his vnderstanding , confesseth his inabilitie to come to the knowledge of Gods will by his Word ; and desireth to be holp and enlightened by Gods spirit therin . THou hast commanded ( Lord ) in eu'ry Want , that Man , thy Creature , still should call on thee ; And thou his iust desires hast said to grant , then now ( ô now ) thy Promise keepe with mee : For now , eu'n from the Bottome of the Deepe , I cry to thee that art all Heights aboue ; I , crying , call ; or rather , calling , weepe for what I want ; that is , thy Grace , and Loue . Then , as thou art still soothfast , grant them me that by them still I may thy Heasts performe ; Then if thou would'st I should obedient be , let Loue and Grace my will to thine conforme . Lo , I entend , and by thy holy Grace will still contend , thy holy Will to doe ; Then through the luster of thy brightest Face , shew it , that I may know , and doe it too . Giue that which thou hast giu'n me Pow'r to craue , and Promise to obtaine ; thy guiding Spirit : Thou still dost tender that which I would haue ; yet cannot take it , if I lacke thy light . A Chaos ( Lord ) of Darknesse still I am , without th' inlightning Spirit still moue thereon ; Then let thy Spirit with light so cleare the same , that it may be an Heau'n for thee alone . Vnseele mine Eyes , that long thy Light to see ; for , they are blinded with black Ignorance : Then , Light of Lights , to Heau'n direct thou me the rightest way with thy bright Countenance . Men are of various mindes about this Way ; some this , some say that way the way doth lie : And to it Scripture ( Truths right Rule ) doe lay ; but Truth ne'er lay in such diuersitie . For , Truth is one , but these are manifold ; then lead me in this way , else stray I shall : Incline my Will this rightest way to hold ( how euer strait ) and in it neuer fall . O trade me in thy Paths , I begge of thee with all the forces of my minde and mouth ; And when I step awry , straight shew it me by inspiration of thy Spirit of Truth . If in thy Word I looke for help herein from all Presumption keepe my priuate Spright : For , many Doctors so deceiu'd haue beene ; then make my Soule still see , and take the right . Thy Word 's a Lanthorne to direct their steps , that are as humble , as intelligent : Yet oft the Wise thy meaning ouer-leapes , while it 's reuealed to the innocent . Thou spak'st therein to all Capacities , and lispst to Babes , to make them know thy minde : Yet if thou guide them not , and ope their eyes , the Wonders of thy Law they cannot finde . Thy Will then ( shewne and hidden in thy Word ) is hid , though shewne , from those not prompt by thee : Though Camels there may swim , and Gnats may ford , yet both may drowne , if ( there ) too bold they be . In shallow'st places , there , great Clarkes haue suncke into the depth of Heresie , and drew Whole Nations after them ; yea , made Kings drunke therewith , while they Beleeuers-right pursue . So then , as none could euer see the Sunne but by the Sunne ; so , none can rightly see Thee in thy Word , but by reflexion of that pure Light of Lights that comes from thee ! If so , then light me in that Light ( thy Word ) sith thou art Light of lights ; else may mine Eyes Be daz'led , and ( so ) drowne me in each Ford of those pure Riuers of thy Paradise . Thy Word is Truth ; but those it doth misguide that know not well thy Language , nor will know ; Sith they will learne but of them - selues and Pride ; so , not thy Word , but they are erring so . None can be sau'd without they doe thy Will , which none can doe , vnlesse the same they know : And none can know it , much lesse it fulfill , if it , by speciall grace , thou doe not show . Then , if thou wilt that I shall saued be , ( for thou wilt no mans Death that seekes thy face ) Let me be taught to know thy Will by thee ; and made to doe it by thy Pow'r and Grace : So shall I finde what I am seeking still , To know Thee well , and well to doe thy Will.
An Inuocation against vse of offending , or bad Custome . DEare Lord ! while I bethinke me of the Ils that me surround ; and waigh the Woes I feele Through mine owne fault ( which me with Sorrow ( fils ) from Life to Death I ready am to reele . The Sunne of my Care-clouded life hath past his full Meridian ; and , doth now decline To Seas of griefes , where Age doth sincke at last ; and , at each breath , Death seekes it to define . Vse of offending , in my passed Dayes , doth passe my strength to change , thogh faine I wold Custome ( to Nature turn'd ) my Nature swayes ; and of my selfe , the while , I haue no hold . Yet , if , I dye ere so bad vse I leaue , my life must leaue me hopelesse at my death ; For , what I giue to GOD I shall receiue ; and , as I spend , so shall I yeeld my Breath . I minde to mend ; but still procrastinate ; for , my Familiar , Sinne , is loth to part ; And doth my halfe-dead body animate to vse her still ; so , wounds , and heales my Heart . But sith I am not sure to breath once more , and that my life and death are well-neere met , And Death t'eternall Weale or woe 's the Doore , why sinne I now , my lifes Sunne neere is set ? What is in Sinne , that it should so be witch ? A bitter-sweete ( if Sweete it be ) and makes The Body glad , but still the Soule to grutch ; and eu'n from life the vitall-vertue takes . The wisest yet , that euer breath'd this Aire of Humane Race , well tride it to be so , Whose equall Wealth and Wisedome did repaire to all in Nature , but this Sweete to know . And yet he found the Sow'r excell'd the Sweet : the Sweet but short , the Sow'r surmounting Time : Wee want his Meanes , his high Delights to meete ; yet hazard we our soules to them to climbe ! Lord , make me wise by his experience , who , in great wealth and Wisedome , plaid the Foole : And for meere Folly was at huge expence ; then , let his follies me still wisely schoole . Yea , let me learne of Him that all doth teach ; of whom the wisest learne Sinnes snares to shunne ; He was a King , and Preacher ; and did preach that All is vanitie beneath the Sunne . If all be vaine beneath , and true he sayes , let me aboue the Sunne seeke true delight ; Which I shall finde by walking in thy Wayes ▪ so thou ( deare Lord ) consort me with thy Spright . O then consort me so , and with his pow'r enable me all lets to ouer-runne ; Let me not stay one Minute of an How'r to ioy in any thing beneath the Sunne . But in thy Sunne of Iustice let me ioy , which fils the Heau'ns and Earth with purest light : Then , let all other ioyes my soule annoy , that so in him I may alone delight : Thou canst doe this ; then doubt I not thy Will , Which still is good , then my good-will fulfill .
The Sinner refers his Will to Gods will in all things ▪ desiring helpe for perseuerance therein . DEare Lord , and God , true Louer of my Soule , in my desires , I wholy doe resigne vnto thy blessed Will this Will of mine To forme , reforme , direct , and still controule . And as my Soule my body moues alone without whose motion it would still be still : so let thy Sp'rit still moue my soule and will . Else , let them haue no motion of their owne . Let me forsake my selfe for thy deare sake ; yea , truely hate my selfe for loue of thee , and let no pleasures please or profit me , If thou ( deare Lord ) at them displeasure take . I offer vnto thee mine All , and more ( had I much more than All ) to mortifie my senses and affections ; that thereby I may ( so mortifide ) liue euermore . My selfe I ( likewise ) offer to the lack of sensible deuotion , grace , and loue , so it may humble me , and make me proue Thy might the more in my sinnes vtter wracke . I offer ( too ) my selfe , with prompt desire , t' indure all losse , in name , fame , goods , and friends , all pleasure , paine , and what else flesh offends , That by their waight , my sp'rit may mount the higher . In summe ; I offer vp my selfe aboue my selfe , to all mischance that can befall saue sinne alone ; yet , if thy goodnesse shall Put me in Hell , I le brooke it for thy Loue . And though it be impossible for Flesh to suffer it ; yet , should my Will be prest , If thou would'st haue it so , in Hell to rest ; For Loue in quenchlesse flames can sense refresh . Then loue me ( Lord ) and still my loue enflame ; then put me where thou wilt , I le there abide without repining , ire , or ghostly pride , With Martyrs , that , in torments , laud thy Name . But sith by reason of my Flesh ( too fraile ) I cannot be so prompt these paines to brooke ; then , help me ( Lord ) but with a louing looke , And ouer Death and Hell I shall preuaile . Looke kindly on me then ( deare Lord ) and so Our Wils shall still be one in weale and woe .
The Sinner desires fruition of the Deitie ; and that his Soule should be euer the habitation thereof . ETernall LORD , who art more prompt to heare then Faith to pray ; of that great grace of thine Regard the Boone I aske in Loue and Feare ; and to mine humble suite thine eares incline . Grant me fruition of thy DEITIE that all my Soule may so be satisfied ; For lesse then that can her not satisfie , though all els ( boundlesse ) were still amplifide ! Those gifts and graces that thy Grace may moue t' inhabit my poore Soule , vouchsafe thou me : That with thy gifts thy grace may be in Loue ; and loue my Soule for harbring them , and thee . But , in those gifts O let her be repos'd none outherwise then as they fashion her To harbor Thee ; ( that 's , make her well dispos'd ) els let her rest be restlesse euer there . My Sonne ( saith thou , deare Lord ) giue me thy heart , ô small request ! my Heart , Lord ! what is it But one poore bit of wormes-meate ? can no Part of me delight thee , but so vile a bit ? Why , thou didst wholy giue thy selfe to me : shall I returne thee then but that alone ? O t is ( sweet Sauiour ) most vnworthy Thee ; for which ( thou know'st ) it's , meekly , wo-begon ▪ Yet gladly would I giue it ; but , it is so small , vncleane , vnquiet , and accurst , That I doe feare to giue it so amisse , sith , of all gifts , it 's worser than the worst . Yet take it ( Lord of Loue ) it is thine owne , how e'er I haue abus'd it ; make it such As thou wouldst haue it ; let it still be knowne fit for thy Stampe , vpon thy Trials Touch. O glorious King , what grace is 't to our Hearts to be accepted , and desir'd of thee ? Then take my Heart , yea , all mine other parts ; for they are safe in thee , but lost in me . And is this all thy gaine ( ô kindest Lord ? ) and is this all our gift , one wretched Heart ? And for the same dost thou thy selfe afford ? then take it to thee ( Lord ) through ioy , or smart . For , nothing can I giue thee , but the same augments my gaine and glory endlesly : Then take it wholy , set me all on flame to melt me into thee by Charitie ! For , were my Heart as great as is the Heau'n that all includes ; and , that past price it were , It should to thee ( desiring it ) be giu'n , sith , I haue thee for it , who hast no Peere . Then , World be silent , call it not againe ; Flesh be as still , permit it still to goe ; And Diuell striue not ; for , it is in vaine ; my God will haue it , then it shall be so . Vade , vade ; for , all you cannot fill my Heart , my God alone can doe it ; and He must Haue it to fill : then from me all depart , that seeke to fill it but with winde or dust . And sole Sufficer , chaine it still to Thee with Adamantine Linckes of endlesse Loue ; That through those Straites which thou hast past for me , it may be drawne to thee , if slow it moue . Let it attend thee to the Iudgement-Hall , where thou wast doom'd to death ; and to the Hill , Whereon thou suffer'dst ; let it taste thy Gall ; and ; on thy Crosse let it be fixed still : That be'ing with thee thus plagu'd , disgrac'd & slaine , It may with thee be rais'd , and crown'd , and raigne .
A soueraigne Salue against Sinne and Despaire out of S. Augustine . DEare Lord , when sinfull thoughts doe me assaile to thy deare Wounds then let me hye with speed ; When burning lust against my thoughts preuaile , quench it , by minding me how long they bleede ! In all Extreames I finde no Meane so good as thy wide Wounds to keepe my Soule still whole ▪ They cannot dye that drown'd are in thy bloud ; for , that is Aqua vitae to the Soule ! Thy Death is my desert ; then doe I not lacke merits ; sith thy Death destroyes my Sinne : Thy Mercy is my merit ; and , my Lot is glories Crowne , through my firme hope therein : For , if thy grace be great ; then is it cleare my glory shall be great : and , the more pow'r Thou hast to saue , the lesse I ruine feare : for , Grace abounding , makes Loues hope secure . Yet I acknowledge mine iniquities ; and , Conscience , with her thousand Witnesses , Accuse me of extreame impieties ; yet will I hope of mercy ne'erthelesse : For , where Sinne hath abounded , there hath grace abounded more ; so , loue enflaming in The grieu'd delinquent : who doth enterlace sweete teares of Ioy , with bitter Teares for Sinne . . For , who dispaires , God , vtterly denyes ; deny his Attributes , himselfe deny : His Iustice we prouoke ; his mercies rise but from him - selfe , who is selfe - Clemencie ! Then , let my thoughts still murmure while they will , and aske , why such a Sinner grace should seeke ? Yet in firme hope I will continue still , sith he hath promised that cannot breake . Who can doe what he will ; and he will doe what he hath sworne : which is ; he will make whole The broken Heart for sinne , and grace it too ; yea , help contrition in the willing Soule . My Sinnes ( though great ) then , me no whit dismay , when his deare Death I minde : for , all my Crimes Can ne'er o'er-match his Mercies , if I pray for grace , to hope in his sure help betimes . His Thorny Crowne , and Nayl●s , that him transpierc'd assures my hope that He and I are One : Which haue his Iudgemeuts gainst my sinnes reuerst , if I but grieue for what I haue misdone . Longius hath clear'd the sad coast to his Heart with his fell Speare ; that ( kinde to me ) made way : There rest I now in Ioy and ioyfull smart , of safety sure , while there , in hope , I stay . Vpon the Crosse he doth his Armes extend , t' embrace the Contrite : then , betweene those armes , Deuoutly will I throw me till mine end ; so , safe I shall be there , from foes , and harmes . He bow'd his Head , before Death brake his Heart , to kisse his Louers with the kisse of Peace ; Then , still I le kisse him : so , shall I depart in peace to him that is my Sinnes release . Sweet Christ embrace me then , and kisse me till I dye to liue , to clip and kisse thee still .
The crazed Soule being almost in dispaire , desireth Grace to hope in Gods mercy . LOrd , in thy Loue , let me be none of them that loue but in a Calme ; a time beleeue ; But when a Storme ariseth , doe blaspheme ; and with infernall S'prits , thy Sp'rit doe grieue . Thus what I need , I craue ; but what I feare thou know'st ( deare Lord : ) I feare I am too bold To seeke thy loue , because I doe appeare no correspondence with thy loue to hold : For , he that merits hate ( Lord ) how can he straight looke for loue ? & who hath shame deseru'd Seeke for immortall glory ? or , to be from shame and paine , which he deserues , preseru'd ? He moueth but his Iudge to iustest wrath that , being faulty , lookes he him should cleare , Without meete satisfaction for the scath which he hath done ; all these my hopes doe feare . For , he that is to shame and death condemn'd small reason hath to looke for high'st respect ; If but his death by grace might be redeem'd , in sense , it should be all he could expect . But why , ô why , doe I now call to minde what I haue done , to make my feares more rife ? Death I deserue ; yet seeke I life to finde , that liue but to offend the Lord of life . Can I still vexe my Iudge , yet looke for grace ? and still prouoke my King , yet seeke his loue ? Nay , still but buffet my sweete Iesus face , and yet expect he should my Iesus proue ? Alas ! how should he ? much lesse how can I such fauour seeke , that so his Fauour wrongs ? Can wrong expect such right , in equitie ? ô no : for , vengeance to the same belongs ! Vengeance belongs to wrongs so great , so plaine , as so to wrong a MAIESTIE so great ! Then Feare perswades me I seeke grace in vaine ; yet Grace makes hope some Fauour to intreat . I haue neglected to fore-see the woes that follow sinne , and now would grace for-goe : I oft haue taken mortall ouerthrowes , yet scarse haue felt a mortall ouerthrow . I haue encreast my scars that feared not to adde still sinne to sinne , and graue to light : Fresh Wounds haue opened those before I got , to make the Cure most hard , or curelesse quite . And what the Ba●mes of Grace had clos'd before , I , through the itch of sinne , haue opened wide : Which , through corruption , now are growne so sore that scarse I can so sore a Cure abide . The Skinne , which growing ouer , hid my Wounds through breaking out of the corruption , gape ; For , sinne the grace once granted quite confounds : so that I feare I hardly can escape . For , if the righteous man shall perish in his sinne committed : how much more then shall Repentant sinners turning eft to sinne ? the thought whereof more grieues me then my fall . The newly dead , Christ quickly rais'd to life ; but he must groane in spirit , weepe , cry and pray , Yer Lazarus be rais'd : for , mortall strife Death made with life , to leaue so long a Prey : So , it is in Regeneration ; for , the lesse the Soule 's defil'd with sinnes delight , And the more she the least sinne doth abhorre ; the lesse winde of Gods Sp'rit reuiues that sp'rit , What shall I doe ? I can but sinne ( deare Lord ) if so ; thou canst but plague , yea , plague with Death : Sith still I sinne then , in thought , deed , and word , cut off my sinne , or els abridge my breath : For , Breath it is that kindles sinne in me with blowing at the coales of damn'd desires ; These , through my banefull breath , still raging be ; and quite consume the grace that me inspires . Then , if I did not breathe , I should not sinne ; yet should I loose my breath e'er sinne bewaile I by that losse should but damnation winne : then , let me rue my faults yer Breath doth faile : But , if thou wilt that I should longer liue , Let me no longer sinne , or longer grieue .
A desire of the louing Soule , of God , to be kissed with the kisse of Peace . KIsse me , ô kisse me , with Loues honyed Kisse , ô dearest Loue , and sweet'st-Heart of my Soule : Whose loue is like pure Wine that cordiall is ; & doth sowre cares , with Comforts sweet , controle Thy Name is like to sweet suffused Balme ; which makes chast Soules eu'n sick for loue of thee : Whose Passions ( striuing in a blessed calme on Sorrowes Seas ) to thee still rowling be . Draw me ( deare Loue ) then , after thee I le runne vpon the sent of thy diuine Perfumes : My Loue 's impatient ( since it first begunne ) of this delay , which quite my Soule consumes : Then , ô , delay no more to marry mee ; But wed my Soule that pines for loue of Thee .
Sith all Gods Creatures are against those that are against GOD , in action , the Sinner desireth to be in vnitie with him . AS when a Master hath most mortall Foes , his Seruants , and men , made by him , will be Most persecuting Enemies to those , till with their Lord and Master they agree . So , all thy Creatures ( Lord ) doe rise in Armes against great Sinners ( if impenitent ) To plague them with all kinde of killing harmes , till they be ruin'd quite , or made repent . But being one with Thee , our Enemies shall seeke our Fauour , and themselues submit : For , when they see our Succour's in the Skies , they will adore vs , and acknowledge it : Then make me ( Lord ) my foes straight put to flight , By being one with Thee , for whom they fight .
The Sinner desireth to haue the bent of his Will , made appliable to Gods . THe Way to Heau'n ( that truest Port of Peace ) is straite and straight vntill at Hell we be : Where , on the right hand then , we turne with ease ; for , when we passe that Point ; then , well are wee . But , being straite , but few that Way doe wend ; and being straight , the crooked misse it still : Then , to this Port , but few their course doe bend , sith most are crooked ; euer bent to Ill. Then , make vs straight ( deare Lord ) with handling straite ; or , bring vs to thy bent with other Art ; Wee know thine vpright Compasse hath the sleight to bow vs to the bending of thy Heart : That we may shoote ( and still may winners proue ) The Shafts of our Indeauours at thy Loue .
The Sinner inueighes against his fleshes frailtie , desiring God to strengthen it with his pow'r , and Grace . VIle Flesh , why dost thou so my Spirit impugne , That still the Sonne of Righteousnesse I wrong who di'd to make you liue ? No Moment breathe I , but I breathe out Sinne That ends with shame , where Sorrow doth beginne , which makes me glad to grieue . In thee fraile Flesh , I feele my bloud to boyle With heate of such desires as make the Soile but Sinne , in graine , to beare . My Spirits ( that in that Bloud doe swim with paine , Yet floate they , sith false pleasures them sustaine ) are neere the wracke I feare . I feare the Rocke of refuge to the Iust : For , how , in Truth , should Treason put her trust ? Then , truthlesse Traitor , I May iustly feare , that Grace , in Iustice , will My gracelesse Soule , for Fleshes Treasons , spill , which makes me ( liuing ) dye . I liuing dye , not as one mortifide To sinne ; wherein , as dead , aliue , I bide ; The more my griefe and blame : I faine would dye to liue ; but , Flesh doth draw My Life to Death , sith I obserue the Law of Sinne , which is my shame . O thou , whom Iacob wrastled with a space , Strengthen my Faith to wrastle with thy Grace , that it may set me goe ( Although it lame my Loynes , and crack my Thighes , Wherein strong Sinne still domineering lyes ) into thy Weale through Woe .
The Sinner recounting his manifold transgressions , and finding himselfe thereby in danger of perdition , desireth Grace , through a world of sorrowes , to auoid both Sinne , and damnation . MY Soule ( still faint in doing well : and strong in working ill ) now , now thy selfe retire From outward Cares : or else amidst their throng poure out thy Sorrowes to thy heau'nly Sire . Thy scatter'd thoughts ( in Fancies lewd , as light ) gather together ; and with all thy Pow'rs , ( Vnited ) shew thy sinne and cursed plight ; sith meeke Confession grace , for sinne procures . Weighing my deeds , I finde too light they be ; yet , more then I can beare ; nay , me they quell : So , am farre lighter , if thou ballance me ; and yet my lightnesse weighes me downe to Hell ! Shame shall not let me ( though it boile my Bloud ) t' vnfold the foule diseases of my Soule To him , that can and will ( so ) doe me good ; and , make her Angell-faire , though ougly-foule . My Time then , to my shame I must confesse , ( vnto my Soules Physitian , grace to winne ) Hath all in sinne beene spent ; yet , ne'erthelesse , too short I thought it for my shortest sinne ! If I , at any time , did seeming-good t' was but corrupt , or counterfaite at least : And , so , t' was but well done in likelihood , being but a sinne well-coulored , at best . My deeds with ill haue ( then ) depraued bin , or else of good depriu'd ; so , both accurst : And , if my best be nought but cloaked sinne ; what are my worst , but worse than what is worst ! Not for committing odious sinnes in act , but for omitting deedes of Charitie ; ( Which Iustice , at her Iudgement , will exact ) the Reprobate are damn'd ; and , so , may I : For , t is but halfe the duty of my whole to doe no ill ; but , still , I good should doe With all the care and forces of my Soule ; else ill I may be doom'd ; and , damned too . God gaue me life , but for his Seruice ; than I must account how I each moment spend ; And , sinn'd I not ; yet , sith I am a Man that doth no good , it 's damned in the end . And , were my deeds vnited , and ( withall ) clear'd from pollution , and from all defect , Yet are they nought to gifts meere corporall , which I haue had , and yet haue , in effect . So that too like an idle beast I am , that still deuoureth more then he doth earne ; And lookes for food ere he deserues the same ; nor , doth the giuers gifts , from Fates discerne . O! out vpon me ( most vngratefull beast abusing Reason , as if I had it not ) What shall I say ( deare Lord ) I must , at least , confesse I haue thy goodnesse most forgot . O! with what Marble Eyes , or flintie Front shall I the glory of thy presence brooke , Who art both Iudge ( of me to take account ) and Witnesse too , as witnesse will thy Booke ! And yet ( alas ! ) lesse pow'r I haue to shunne thy presence , then haue heart the same t' abide ; For , thou art all in All : then , can I runne from thee , when thou dost compasse all , beside ! Yet haue I bin ( but in Ciuilitie ) more loath t' offend my meanest mortall Friend , Then ( in good Conscience ) so great maiestie that filleth All , and All doth comprehend ! And haue ( I shame to say 't ) more sham'd to sinne in sight of men , then in thy dread aspect : My Soule is blinde ; so , saw thee not within : and mortall Eyes , but mortall things respect . And for the Graces which thou gau'st to mee , to glorifie the Giuer , I ( vile wretch ) Haue to my selfe the glory tane from thee : so , with thy gifts , I doe thee still impeach . I haue not lou'd thee for thy mercy ; nor , haue fear'd thee for thy Iustice : yea , thy might ( Though most almighty ) I did most abhorre when it , in Iustice , on me ( wretch ) did light . Thou hast to me reueal'd thy Will ; but looke how often I haue glost it with mine owne , ( Were it within , or else without thy Booke ) so oft hath thine , by mine , bin ouerthrowne . And if , I reckon right betweene thy Law and mine obseruance ; ( though I feare thy Rod ) I must confesse neere Dauids foole I draw , that said in Soule ( at least ) There is no God . I haue obserued nought but what my sense , ( depraued sense ) being Ill , did hold for good ; Which Ill ( with all the Stormes of foule Offence ) still wrought vpon the Current of my Bloud . Mine Eyes , are sharpe , as eager , still to pry into mens worst parts rather than their best ; And wrench that little much , that is awry ; and , what 's most right , to make it lesse , at least . Apt to detract from others ; and exact praise to my selfe from others : this is it That makes me enuy eu'ry witty Tract , vnlesse it be composed by my Wit. As apt ( most apt ) to giue , as take offence ; hard to be pleas'd , displeas'd too easily : As prompt to Choler , as to violence , but , fearing death ; yet ( desperate ) prest to dye ! In reasoning rash ; and yet soone ( rudely ) round to compasse Faith to falshood ( soone ) thereby : And where Truth stands , to throw her on her ground in beastly rage , vntill shee seeme to lye . False in Humilitie , and true in pride ; in iesting , rough ; and rash in censuring : To gouerne , I haue made my Heart too wide ; t' obey too straite , through griefes straite gouerning . More then the Mount Vesuuius haue I burn'd in vaine Ambitions euer-raging flame ; And , all good gifts and graces haue I turn'd to Fewell ; burning in desire of fame . Thou gau'st me gifts where of the praise I sought ; so , robb'd thee ( Lord ) of glory , and ( with speede ) I wages seeke , for that which thou hast wrought : for , for thy Workes in me , I looke for meede . More proud than Lucifer ( the Fount of Pride ) for , he , being glorious mac'e , might soone o'erweene ; But I , being bred of but Slime-putrifide , vsurpt thy praise ; so , much more proud haue beene . Wherein , if thou hast crost me , I haue storm'd worse than that Hell-hound : for , he fell to Hell ; Then easily might fume , being so enorm'd ; but I on Earth , at ease , against thee swell . The lightest pleasures make me ( lighter ) doate : but , easiest paines doe presse me downe to death : If Fates but smile , in pleasures Seas I floate ; and if but frowne , it eu'n expires my breath . I foulest Vices , vnder vertuous Names , doe patronize : as , extreame Crueltie , For vpright Iustice ; Loue of lightest Dames , for perfect Zeale ; Selfe-●oue , for Charitie : Craft , for true Wisedome ; Pride , for Cleanlinesse ; Basenesse , for Meeknesse ; Doubt , for Holy Feare ; Meere Cowardize , for discreet Warinesse ; R●shn●sse , for Manhood ; Couetize , for Care . And so of others ( in none other sort ) I vaunt their vice , with vertuous tearmes inuolu'd ; And haue an eye but onely to Report while I , but right to seeme , am wrong resolu'd . All good Instructions fall into my Soule , as Aprill-showres into the Sea doe fall ; Whose swelling surges doe their drops controule ; and euer turne their sweetnesse into Gall. When I haue beene reprou'd for ought vnright , I would deny , excuse , or it defend : Or else reproch my iust reprouers straight ; and so , without offence , would faine offend . If I haue vow'd deuotion ; and ( withall ) haue taskt my selfe with holy Exercise ; I soone infring'd it ( were it ne'er so small ) so , loath'd I Manna , Leekes to gurmandize . And looke how one that taketh fire in hand , but out of hand straight thowes it ; cannot hold The heate thereof ; so , I doe vnderstand but small effect of Prayer made so cold . As Cates vnchewed , haue they past from me without concoction , not without annoy ; For , when I thinke they went away so free , my Soule is sicke with griefe , and grieu'd with ioy . Thus lose I still my time in going on , and comming off from eu'ry good attempt : So , purpose without prosecution , leaues my best actions ( idle ) in contempt . With but beginnings haue I worne my dayes ; and oft haue fail'd , but in the meere assay : Yet , for but failing , haue I lookt for praise ; ( ô shame ! ) sith I good motions did obey . I ( likewise ) haue beene light in my Dsiere ; now this , now that , and then the other face ( Sparkes of thy beauty ) set my Heart on fire with Beauties grace to sinne , for want of grace . So , could not walke abroad , but that ( anon ) my wandring sight would giue thy sight offence ; For , eu'ry sparkling Eye mine lighted on , through mine , straight kindled my Concupiscence . For , this ( too oft ) I haue abus'd the Muse thou gau'st me , but to woo thee , for thy Loue ; But I ( lewde Louer ) did her Measures vse to mete fraile motions , strongly , so , to moue . Thus Beauty ( that should make me loue thee more ) I made the wrest , to rend my loue from thee : So , both with mine , and others gifts , did gore the Giuers heart , erst split for loue of me . And if I made ( as seldome so I did ) a Cou'nant with mine Eye that it should gaze No more on Beauty ; yet ( the more forbid ) the more , thereby , it glanc'd on Beauties Blaze . Alas ! how brutish haue I bin the while , that ( like a Beast ) haue swayed beene by sense ; And made my Reason obey Affections vile , repugnant to mine owne Intelligence ! O life ( dead life , depriu'd of life of grace ) how stirr'st thou so , without that vitall pow'r ? Thou art too proud , and yet too beastly base : at highest height but like a fading Flowre . O Lord of life , a death it is to mee to minde my life so drown'd in deadly sinne ! Which though it Be , and moue , and liue in Thee ; yet ( as without thee ) it hath curs●d bin : For , I haue made no scruple to offend ; but with such boldnesse haue I sinn'd as it Had beene a meane but to a blessed end ; so , seem'd to sinne with Will , enforc'd by Wit ! Nay , should I bring my best deeds to thy Test , they 'le proue but drosse of m●e●e Hy●ocrisie ; Or Vice in Vertues habit , at the best , which is too bad for bas●st Pietie . With Iacobs voyce , and Esaus hands I held my Soule to sinne , and good opinion too : The wicked ( so ) the World , at will , doe weild ; which faine I would , but that I cannot doe . The World 's t'vnweildy for my feeble gripe ; it still fals from me sith I cannot hold ; And , at each fall , thou giu'st me ( Lord ) a stripe , sith , though I cannot weild it yet I would . Yea , would much rather then my wilde affects , or ought that holy men doe take in hand : For , my best doings , my iust doubt suspects , sith they in doubt of doing ill doe stand . How tedious Time hath seem'd when I haue praid ! how wearisome the practise ! tir'd how soone ! How much distracted ! and how well apaid when it was done , though done ere well begunne ! So was I like but one of Pilates Slaues , that croucht to thee ( ô Christ ) but to offend : So my best actions are but holy braues , that haue more shew then strength to foile the Feend . Haue I done good to any ? if I haue , t' was but of debt ; and though it were but lent , I prizde it more , and bragd of what I gaue ; so , all my good was done with ill intent . Haue I discours'd of things that heauenly were ? In curious Questions ( lightly it was done : As where Heau'n stands ? and Hell ( it locall ) where ? not how to come to Heau'n , and Hell to shunne . I haue beene prompt to learne , what Wisedome would abhorre to teach ; and I haue Eares and Eyes To heare and see , but what she scornes t' vnfold ; for , I attend to nothing that is wise , What shall I say ( that haue so much to say ; for , endlesle plaint holds endlesse Sinne in chase ) My first , was filth ; my progresse , Sinne ; my stay , is double death , without Gods treble grace . O Sinne ( the Soules death ; and , of Death , the life ) I would not shunne thee , when ( at first ) I might ; And now I cannot without endlesse strife ; then , help me Grace , with strong sinne still to fight . My Soule is tir'd with vanitie and Sinne ; I loath to liue ; and yet I feare to dye : Then ( wretch ) what should I doe but now beginne to dye to liue , sith liuing-death is nye ! But , ah ( alas ) could I weepe endlesly , it were but meete mine endlesse sinnes to cleare : But though I should lament them ceaselesly in longest mortall life , too short it were . Yet , will I not dispaire ; no , God forbid : seau'n times a day , the iustest men doe fall : And though , from men , the fall and bruise be hid , yet , thou dost see them both , who seest All. At all houres no man's wise : for , sober Noah , may be oe'er-come with Wine : stout Abraham too Through terror lye : Meeke Moses may destroy th' Egyptian in his ire ; and , so , misdo . Religious Ioseph , irreligiously sweare by the life of Pharaoh ( faith to binde ) Gods Darling Dauid , hide Adultery with murther of his Seruant , true as kinde . Wise Salomon , the veriest Foole became , when Pharos Daughter , and his Pagan - wiues , ( Through grosse Idolatrie ) made him defame Gods truth : so Blots , the clear'st haue in their liues . Saints , so are call'd ; as eu'ry thing is nam'd of whatsoe'er therein most worthy is : As Golden-mines are stiled so , though fram'd more full of Drosse then Golden - rarities . And so the best men , though inherent Vice may ouer-weigh their Vertue ; yet , we see , Th' are called vertuous by their Vertues price , that doth out-price the Vice , though more it be . Then giue me courage ( Lord ) t' aduance my Hope to thy great mercy ( that doth equall thee ) And let All , couerd with the Heau'nly Cope , for thy deare Loue , be but as Doung to mee . Vaine pleasures packe , Preferments-vaine , auaunt , that would but make me quite forget to dye ; My Soule , ye Syrens , doe no more enchaunt : for , if you doe , I le breake your strongest Tye. And all my ioy shall now but be in griefe ▪ griefe for the Ioy which I conceiu'd in sinne : So , nought but dying shall be my reliefe : for , life well lost , immortall life doth winne . Lord , giue me strength to offer violence to wicked Custome , till I breake it quite : And , still to striue with Nature , Sinne and Sense , vntill they striue no more in Peace nor fight . And , for my Sinnes , come all annoy●s on me in royall-armies till you blow me vp . Aboue the ●unne ; and all dispights that be fall fre●ly on me from my Sauiours Cup. Scorne me , proud World , still looke on me ascance ; deride me , Diuell , plague me , doe thy worst : Nay ( Lord ) from me conceale thy Countenance ; so thou , in fine , wilt blesse me so accurst . And , for I haue despis'd thee ( Lord of All ) let all that Is , despise me till I dye ; Nay , let disgrace , with death , vpon me fall ; so I may rise to grace , and life thereby . O thou , my cursed Nature , swolne with Pride , swell not against contempt ( though ne'er so vile ) Take all and more , if more can be beside contempt of all ; and , ioy therein the while . For , being nothing , of my selfe , but Sinne ; or else ( besides that But ) I Nothing am ; How can or sinne , or Nothing , Glory winne but through a World of woe , contempt , and shame ? Skill , will , and pow'r then giue me ( Lord ) to breake this head-strong Iade , my Flesh ; and , make it glad To beare a World of woe ; to make it meeke ; and , but for falling vnder it , be sad . I am thy Work● , then , worke thy Will in mee ; And , make my Carriage ( Lord ) from falling●ree ●ree .
That the vertuous haue the Promises of this life , as well as of that to come . THy Friends ( deare Lord ) are too much honored ; thy Persecutor to thee reconcil'd , Had Sacrifices to him tendered : so much the World is forc'd t' adore thy Childe ! The People freely their possessions sell , to lay the Price at thine Ap●stles feete : To whom the worst of Ils doe fall out well ; and Gall it selfe , to them made Sugar-sweet ! Then , what but Gall it selfe will Honey seeke besides the Honey of thy sweetest Loue ? For , who are more exalted then the meeke , sith Heau'n and Earth of them doe most approue ? Then , if thou make me meeke , thou mak'st me more , Then Heau'n and Earth : for , both will me adore .
For perfect Vnion with God , and Grace to shunne all Lets that may hinder it . WHen I ( sweet Sauiour ) minde the Orison thou mad'st thy Maundy-night ( with strong effect When as thou praid'st for perfect vnion betweene thy Father , thee , and thine elect . I am thereby encouraged to pray , that in that Vnion ( though too base I be ) I may b'included , if so be I may ( being so vile ) so inward be with thee . Which can be hardly ( if at all it can ) without my Soule forsake the Flesh and Fiend And all besides thee , be it Angell , Man , or what soe'er , for Thee her onely END ! But , this shee cannot doe without thy Grace , thy grace preuenting , and assisting both : Then grace her so that she may thee embrace ; and in respect of thee , all others lothe . By that deare vnexampled Loue that made thee hang all naked on the Crosse , vouchsafe That I may liue with thee , as nought I had besides : though I the World besides , should haue . And if it may be ( Lord ) ô let me liue without the least Sinne : for , the least that is Doth let our Vnion , and doth euer striue to seuer me for euer from thy Blisse . Then , grant that I my body so may keepe from all transgr●ssing , that I may not moue One Ioynt t'vnioyne vs ; but my Soule to sweepe from all Pollution , that doth let thy Loue . That , from offending , it may be as cleare , as it was made by thee ( in Thee to rest ) And though she cannot be so perfect here , yet make Her still desire the same , at least . Yea , make me will no Ioy ( for that is none ) that is not in thee : and , the Bread I eate , Let it no more delight me than a Stone , but onely , but to serue Thee , take my meate ! And , when my Palate proues some Foode too sweet , then let me thinke how much more sweet thou art , That mad'st it such ; so , make me make it meete to make me taste thy Sweetnesse in my Heart . So let me vse all Creatures , pleasing Sense , to send me to Thee , Cause of that Effect . So , in them still , taste but thine Excellence ; and , by them still , the more the same affect . Yea , let no Sweet ( of whatsoeuer kinde , that 's but created ) once my Soule allure From thee ( sweet Lord ) or from continuall minde of thy deare Sweetnesse , that all Sweetes procures . But , Loue and Meeknesse are the onely two to m●ke vs one ( ●eare Sweet ) that diuers be : Then let high'st Loue , and lowest Meeknesse too make one of tw● ; that 's , one of thee and mee . And , meeke to make me , let me euer minde , I am nought , haue nought , know nought , nought can do , And nought desire ; nor se●ke but Grace to finde to loue thee highly and be lowly too . Then make me rich in Soule and poore in spirit ; rich in good deeds , and yet most poore in thought : When I doe best , to weene I worst doe mer●● ; and , when most good , to thinke I am most nought . So , by the By-path ( that but Fooles doe finde ) of true Simplicitie , that 's iust , and free , To runne to Thee , and leaue the World behinde to thinke me mad , for running so to Thee . But let me so be still besides my selfe , and still besides the Way the World doth roame , Though it with Flowers be strowde , and pau'd 〈…〉 , yet set me flie it in my hying home . The Heau'n-rapt Saint was so himselfe beside : for , hee all eartly Dainties held as Doung ; And while , as mad , the most did him deride , he went to Thee a narrow way and long . Nay , thou thy selfe ( dear Lord that all dost schoole ) because thou didst elect this Way to goe And that reiect , attir'd wast like a Foole , and so esteem'd : then let me foole it so . But hide my life in thee ; so , shall I liue a light to all that walke in wayward moode ; For , them thou hid'st that good example giue from eu'ry Ill ; then let me giue this good . But when I giue it , let me thinke I giue the good thou gau'st : for , all good gifts are thine : So shall I rightly thinke , while ●o I liue ; and all the praise thereof to thee resigne ; So let me doe and thinke ; so shall I gaine True Vnitie with thee , in Ioy and Paine !
The Sinner in great sorrow for Sinne , relyeth on God for grace and comfort . ON thy help ( Lord ) I relye , then , poore I Perish must , if thou restraine it : O then stretch thy helping-hand , or command . That I may with speede obtaine it ; For , as one forgotten quite , out of sight , I ( forlorne ) in sorrow languish . Help , ô help me then with speede : for , I feed ( As on Bread ) on nought but Anguish ! If I sinne , I sigh therefore , and deplore That I haue in ought offended ; Yea , my Soule doth waste with woe , sith I know Sinne doth marre what Th●●s hast mended . Faine I would , then , cease to sinne , and beginne Now to liue as thou hast willed : But , if by Thee ( that didst fire that desire ) It be not , of me , fulfilled ; I , at best , but well shall will . doing ill , Then I shall for it be vexed : So shall I but sinne and grieue while I liue ; And in Conscience be perplexed . It is tedious to my Sp'rit day and night , Thus to sinne , then pine in passion : For , being staid , yet still to fall , is no small Signe of death or reprobation . Help , then help me ( Lord ) lest I doubtfull dye : Make my sorrowes passe my sinning ; That I may so cease to sinne , so to winne Better end then my beginning : For , in sinne , conceiu'd I was , so ( alas ) Sinnefull am , sith so conceiued : Then , of force , sith I am such , doe not grutch I should be to Grace receiued . With more griefe my Sinne I wound , than I found Pleasure in the sinne committing . O then let my sorrowes still sinning kill , While thy Graces vs be knitting . Blessed God then make me grieue while I liue , For my grieuing thee so blessed : Let my Teares still quench the fire of thine Ire , Till I be of Grace possessed . So shall I ( to shunne thy wrath ) tread the Path Of thy Biddings , till my dying ; Or , on winges of Loues desire still aspire To thee ; then , ô take me flying .
The Sinner acknowledging repugnant desires in himselfe ; desireth to be enabled to performe his good desires . I Would be thine , and I would haue thee mine ( deare Lord ) and yet I crosse mine owne desires : For still I sinne ; then , cannot I be thine ; yet faine I would with thee be still entire . Then , I desire what my desires resist : ô strange repugnance ! would I thee enioy , And yet in that , which seuers vs , persist ? then , my desires doe my desires destroy . True ( Lord ) how euer false this seemes to be ; it false but seemes ; but , it 's too true herein : For , my poore Soule would nothing more then thee , and yet my Soule doth nothing more then sinne . Lord help me in this strange extremitie of crosse desires , which in my Soule are found ; My Will is bound to Sinne , but would be free ; then , if it would , how should my Will be bound ? Were it my Flesh alone , desir'd to sinne ( my Soule resisting ) t' were not so amisse : Such crosse - desires in thy best Saints haue bin ; but in my Soule my Sinne conceiued is . And yet shee 's barraine , gauly , and impure ; of emptinesse not emptie ; and thereby A soulelesse Soule ; so , lifelesse doth endure ; yet liues in Death , because she cannot dye . Then empt mine empty Soule ; for , Sinne doth fill with nought but vacuum her capatious thought : For , Sinne is nothing , sith thou mad'st not Ill , without whom nought was made ; then , empt this nought . For , t is that Law ( though nought ) that still rebels against both grace and natures Gouernment ; This lawlesse Law my members still compels to bowe as Sinnes vnrighteous Rule is bent . Lord , I beleeue ; yet , help mine vnbeliefe ; and well doe will ; yet , better my desire : Cure thou the Wound my Will receiu'd ( in chiefe ) through Adams Fall ; and make our Wils entire . Giue me both Will and Pow'r to doe thy Will ; and let me neither haue to crosse the same : For , when I see my Will would thine fulfill yet doth it not , I pine with griefe and shame . I cannot will aright ( but right resist ) without thy grace preuent my crooked will : And , willing well , without thy grace assist , I cannot ( for my bloud ) my will fulfill . So , thy preuenting , and assisting grace makes my Will worke : for , of my selfe , I am So fraile , by nature , and so beastly base , that my best thoghts are more then much too blame . Then let thy Grace my wayward Will preuent ; and helpe me to performe it , so preuented : Yea , make my thoughts and deedes most innocent ; else , let me ioy in nought but them lamented : Nay , make my Heart ( deare Lord ) so apt to waile That it may weepe , when I to weepe doe faile .
The Sinner desireth , not to be as he is ; but , as he ought to be . TO be all nought , is nought at all to be ; and to be sinfull still , is to be nought : Yet Sinners ARE ( though dead in sinne ) we see ; as Men ARE , though they are not as thy ought . Deliuer me ( deare Lord ) from being such ; ( such being take from me that sinfull is : ) For , better nothing be , then be so much ; because so much is more then most amisse ! Then let me be , not as I am ; but what I ought to Be ; or take me as I am : Take me to Thee , and then I will be that I ought to be : thine owne in Deed and Name : For , then I am , when I am wholy thine ; But , I am not , while I am Sinnes or Mine .
In respect of the breuitie and vncertaintie of mortall life ; the Sinner desires grace , in time , to prepare for Death . MY stupid Soule , now recollect thy pow'rs , & weigh in Iudgements Scales thy present state ; Thou , in thy Iaile , my Flesh , but some few howres hast now to stay , by nature , neere her date . My Pilgrimage is almost past ; ô then it thee behooues to looke with stedfast eyes Towards thy Countrey ( Home of Happy-men ) least , ere thou looke , in straying pathes thou dye . Now faints my force , my sense impaires , my flesh like wither'd fruit now falleth with each breath : Some Birds o'er-aged doe their youth refresh ; but Man growne Tw●-childe is at doore of death , The Young-man may dye quickely ; but the Olde can not liue long : misse-haps may wracke the one ; But nought , in Arte or Nature , long can hold the other here ; for , they are almost gone . Then if green yeers should somtimes mind the graue , the Gray must still , that there are with a breath ; For , Age to Death is but the Gally-slaue , that on a moments fluxe , whafts life to death . To serue the World ( although I able were ) small cause haue I to will it ; sith it is The ground which nought but ranckest Ils doth beare and where men most esteemed , are most amisse . I long haue cultur'd this but flinty-field , which yeelds but Crops of Cares , Woes , wrongs , and spight ; Yeelding the more annoy the more they yeeld ; whose very Ioyes are Tares that pine the Spright ! Then , it is time to change ( by heauenly Arte ) the thriftlesse course of so course Husbandry ; And with Remorse to furrow vp my Heart , melting the Clods with teares , that are too dry . And so to sow Loues seedes that faire encrease , to fat the Soule in vertue , till shee melt In flames of Charitie ( till Faith doth cease ) to giue more taste of heauenly pleasures felt . And sith my Spring is spent , my Summer past , and to the Fall of leafe my Tyme arriues : Nay , sith his frost Time on my Head hath cast , I must prepare for cold that life depriues . My negligence hath made sinnes Earth ( my Heart ) to yeeld but poysonous Weeds of thoughts impure ; Which doe but bane my Soule , and get the start of Vertue , in their growth , by Customes pow'r . Meane while , my flesh ( with heat of youth , & bloud ) hath shrunke from cherishing their root : yet , lo , The Marrow of my Bones doth yeeld them foode ; so , thogh I shrink , they , through that compost , grow . And , as one tost at Sea with Stormes and feares makes little way , though much he be turmoild ; So , he in vice , that past hath many yeeres , hath had long time , but life as short , as soild . For , Life is measur'd by the good we doe , not dayes we spend ; sith some , by many dayes , Get many Deaths ; as some haue come vnto Eternall Life by short Life , spent with praise . What is a Soulelesse Body , but a Clod ? and what 's the Soule without her cause and life , But quicke to Sinne , and dead to Grace and God ; Hell to it selfe , selfe-Hell , or Hell of strife ? He is the Way , besides which all are wide ; the Truth , against which all in errour dwell : The Life , without which , all in death abide : in whom to be , is onely to be well . O then ( deare Lord ) let me beginne to liue now , in my dying , though hard , late it be ; Yet better late then neuer , to reuiue me , dead in sinne , by mortifying me . It 's hard ( I grant ) that after life's neere spent in mortall Sinne , immortall life t' expect : Yet Lord ( how euer late ) let me repent while Aire I breathe , and doe it not reiect . Yet Loue must cause remorse and hate of Sinne ; for , true contrition ( which true life dorh giue ) Is caus'd by Loue , sith we so bad haue beene t' a God so good ; that di'd to make vs liue . Then loue ( my Soule ) for no ends but thine END ; By-purposes are purposelesse : for , ONE That knowes all Hearts , Remorse doth but offend that is not for his Loue conceiu'd alone . Then , to be truely contrite , hard it is ; sith it respects but Loue , that Grace allures : Whereof , in but a scruple , if we misse ; it 's but Attrition , which lesse Grace procures . O Death ! how sowre is thy rememberance to him whose Soule is swolne with sweetest Sinne , And hath thereof a feeling ? I ( perchance ) haue so in shew ; but more ( much more ) within ! My Lifes-bud blasted was with heate of bloud ; the Flow'r then needs must fade and Fruit decay : Nay , leaues and Branch haue perisht with the Bud ; and now the Truncke is turning into Clay . Lord , how shall I thus soild with Sinne , for shame appeare before thy Glory ? I ( alas ) Am but Confusion , euer out of frame ; and was at best ere fully fram'd I was . The least of all my Sinnes will be ( at least ) a most seuere Accuser : but , the whole ( Equall to that which thou dost most detest ) ( with but a thought ) confounds my thoughtfull Soule . O Christ , thy Wounds , renued by my Sinne , still bleed to my Confusion : for , I faint At that which others still are strength'ned in : so , thy all-sauing bloud doth me but taint . Sweete Christ , yet be my Iesus , ( though I be thus quite o'er-whelm'd , with sins confounding floud ) And in thy bloud , I shed , still rince thou me vntill thine Ire be quenched in thy bloud . Yea , in thy Wounds ( as Ionas in the Whale ) saue me from drowning in thy doomes-profound : Let Mercies Beames my filth of sinne exhale ; and it dispieese , that it no more be found : So shall I , cast on Safeties Shore by thee , Still praise thy Grace for so securing me .
The carefull Soule because of the momentany condition of transitory life , desireth to wash away the filth of sin with the teares of continuall penitencie . SIth on this moment of fraile Life depends th' eternall weale or woe of humane Breede , And that no meanes can long deferre their ends , let Teares still feede me ( Lord ) till Wormes I feede . For , Teares for Sin , doth Sin , through grace , destroy ; ( so kill their Cause ) whereon who feeds shall liue , Where they that sow in teares , shall reape in ioy ; then let my Teares me ( dead in Sinne ) reuiue . They were they foode ( ô Christ ) that couldst not sin ; and yet , for others sinne , still weptst ; then I That liue a life that 's quite o'erwhelm'd therein , had need to weepe till ( drown'd in teares ) I dye . Happy that Soule that on a Sea of Teares sailes ( in Faiths Ship , by Hopes securest Cape ) Vnto the Port of Peace ; and with her beares Good-workes that make the Worker wracke escape . This World 's but Sorrowes Sea , whereon mankinde is tost with Stormes of Troubles , that arise By Enuy , Malice , or Fa●es wayward winde , whiles Life to Death , more swift then Swallow flies . If , in the way , a Calme the Course prolongs , it holds vs but to griefe , resembling Ioy ; While Pleasure , with her charming Syren-Songs , o'erwhelme vs ( in the end ) in deep'st annoy . Twixt Silla and Charibd●s ( Ioy and Griefes ) fraile life still floates ; and wrackes in Eyther oft ; ( Which equally to Death betrayeth Life ) but low estate lesse sinckes then that aloft . Why should we then prize worldly things so much which haue no good , but as they vs respect ; And lightly weigh those Treasures without which we haue no Goodnesse , but are meere Defect ? Honor and Pow'r , Health , Beauty , Strength , and Wit are but as Smoake , that comes from troubled fire : The more it growes , the lesse continues it ; and , comes to nought whan ●t doth high'st aspire ! To be in Princes grace ( which all desires ) procures but Pride , which blindes our Iudgements sight , While like a siled Doue , we ( Lord ) aspire , till sou'raigne heate , at height , doth sinke vs quite . Then t is in vaine , to trust in Princes grace , which pleasure or their profit may procure ; And when these faile , they streight auert their Face ; but Lord , thy Grace is euer free as sure . Then let me wholy on thy Grace depend ; yet so , as still I worke it to encrease ; So , it with me shall worke too , to the end ; and , at the end , with me , shall rest in Peace : To which ( deare Lord ) vouehsafe thy Grace may goe With my toil'd Soule , that cannot rest but so :
A short Meditation of the breuitie of life ; with an Incitation to make good vse of the present time . WOldst thou be spurr'd to run the way of truth ? then , see how time doth run with thee away : Youth comes on Childhood ; Man-hood comes on Youth : on Man-hood , Ages ; and Age at Death doth stay : So , Time ascends and descends with such haste vpon the Scale of Lifes-gradation , That liu'd we but to mend our misses past , yet death would cease our work ere halfe were done . Time-past , is gone ; in it we cannot mend ; Time-future , is vncertaine ; then , therein We are vnsure our ill bents to vnbend ; the Present-time is ours , to cease to sinne : Yet that Time ceaseth while we thinke thereon ; Then , if we mend not now , now , Time is gone .
A short meditation of Mans Miserie . WHat was I , am I , or what shall I be ? I was nought , am nought ; and , for ought I do , Shall be farre worse then nought ! ô wretched me ! why ? was I borne for nought ; and worser too ? This makes me to deplore my Day of Birth ; ( sith I was borne to so hard exigent ) As all men doe , that doe enioy the Earth ; yet , so enioy it , as th' are ne'er content . We hold that Infant but a Prodigie that in his Birth doth not the World salute With note of Present-future misery : for , that 's his Birth-right cleare and absolute . In Sinne Originall was I conceiu'd ; in actuall Sinne I liue ; and I may taste Eternall paine for that I first receiu'd ; with that I liue in now ; and that is past . I , in the Wombe was loathsome ; in the World , a Sacke of all Corruption ; in the Graue , A Prey of Vermine ; and may thence be hurl'd to Hell : if what Sinne spoyles , Grace doe not saue . When I was nothing , then was I without Hope to be sau'd , or Feare condemn'd to be : Now , of the first I hope ; but , more doe doubt : and , of the last stand still in ieopardie . I was such , as I could not then be damn'd ; but , now am such , as hardly can be sau'd : For at the first I was in cleannesse fram'd ; but now by me its more then most deprau'd . Erect ( deare Lord ) my pristrine Puritie ; correct my present Vices ; and direct My future steps : direct them Sinne to flye , and , to attaine the Grace of thine Elect : So shall I praise thy Name ( with them ) and say : Blessed be HIM that so inspir'd my Clay .
That our Saluation comes from God . LOrd , thou hast said , thou mad'st not death ; them let that which thou mad'st not , neuer signiorize O'er me that thou hast made : but Watches set to keepe death from me , when from Death I rise . If thou be sory for my Death ; then who shall let thy Ioy in giuing life to me , If thou wilt , thou canst saue me : I not so ; I can but dye , vnlesse I liue by Thee : For , I can will , but can performe no good ; nor yet will good , without my Will thou moue ▪ In thy good-will then , lies my liuelihood ; and yet thou bidst me labour for thy Loue ! But , Lord , I cannot , if thou help me not ; that 's make me willing , and worke with me too : Nor can I moue a Man , but I must blot without thee ; so , my Pow'r's but to vndoe . For , I would , sometimes , that I can ; but then I know not what I can or would ; vnlesse Thou make me see ( beyond my Natures ken ) what I should doe , and it , in deede , expresse . And if I should haue , with my Pow'r and Will , Knowledge to guide me ; yet , if that be mine , ( Without thy Wisedome ) It will wander still ; for , all that tread true Steps , must tread in thine : Then ( ô deare Lord ) doe all for me ; yet so , As I may rest with thee , and with thee goe .
A serious Meditation of the last Iudgement : worthy to be often minded , and repeated . DRead Lord , by whom all Soules are sentenced , when I bethinke me of that dreadfull Day , Wherein thou com'st to iudge the Quicke and Dead , I faint , as falling quite , with Feare , away . When all this All shall be reuerst , and made a Chaos suncke in all-deuouring Flames : For , Vengeance shall the Vniuerse inuade ; and , change her Fabrickes though they keepe their Names . A chill-cold Bloud ( still flowing from Dismay ) fleets throgh my veines , when throgh my brains doth glide But eu'n the naked thought of that blacke Day , wherein all Flesh shall be most strictly tride . When Christ vpon a Throne of Sunnes and Starres , reflecting Beames against each other so , As Glory with her selfe shall seeme at Warres , shall doome all Flesh to endlesse weale or woe . For , he shall shake the Sanctuaries of Heau'n ; and , with the Shocke , appeare with flames of fire , And Millions of his Angels , to make eu'n with good and bad ; in fauour , or in ire . Aray'd with all Eye-blinding Maiestie , infernall Angels ( his dread Throne beneath ) Wayting , with ougly Formes , and hedious Cry , to execute his Doome of second Death . Where Hell still gapeth ( greedy ) to receiue condemned Caitifes into quenchlesse fire , Without light flaming , onely but to grieue ; and grieue , but to torment , not life expire . All on a floud of Fire shall ( sinking ) floate to clense them from corruption : n'erthelesse The most corrupt , though scowr'd , without the Boate of Diuine safety , sincke in deep'st distresse . As high as Water in the Floud did rise , so high , nay , higher shall this Fire ascend : For , it shall scowre the Planets and the Skies ; for , new must Heau'n and Earth be , in the end . Riuers , shall pa●tch ; Founts , faile ; and Mountaines fade ; not that their proper substances shall cease ; But all the Vniuerse shall then be made most pure , to last , eternally , in peace . The Sea , shall boile , and all her scaly Hoast therein shall seath ; and floate vpon her froth ; The Earth vnto this Sodde , shall be the Roast ; and Skie and Aire shall baste , and burne them both . Then shall the Heau'ns bright Studs , the golden Stars , drop from their Spheares ; and showre downe thicke as Haile With flames inuolu'd , like firie Meteors ; for , then shall fire gainst Heau'n and Earth preuaile . The Sunne and Moone to Bloud ( ô wonder ) growne boyling and broiling twixt sulphurious Wings , Shal'through the glowing aire come whizzing down like to a fire-wing'd Ball that , flying , sings . The names of Heau'n and Earth shall yet abide after their Conflagration ; but , they shall Be chang'd in Qualities , and purifide ; for , both shall be much more Celestiall . For , loe , the Iudge shall come with flames of fire in Chariots like a Whirlewinde , and shall burne On eu'ry side , till all things doe retire into themselues , and clense them in the turne ! Our Sinnes haue so the Elements defil'd that they with Fire must needes refined be : Nay , more ; our sins the Heau'ns themselues haue soild ; then melt they must , from soile to set them free . Sinne all things subiect made to vanitie ; then must they be dissolu'd , sith in that veyne They vnrefin'd ( that 's , most vnpure ) doe lye , that so they may their first pure plight obteine . For , if the Heau'ns , sinne soiled , must not stand , much lesse must Man , whom filth doth ouer-flow ; Both must be purg'd before the Iudgement ; and immortall made , to come to Iudgement so . The Subiects of the High'st are Saints ( at least ) if so : then Men vnsanctifide are none : Then must a Man , in shew ; in deede , a Beast , be made a perfect Man , ere he be one . The Citizens of Heau'n are ( like the Place ) as pure as pretious : for , what enters here Must be as full of Glory , as of Grace , else downe it must , with shame , another where . Then , in this life , how ought we minde our ends , sith on this life ( that 's counted but a spanne , ) Eternitie of weale or wee depends , which ends the Race that formerly we ranne . One Age doth goe , another comes ; and both Time of their time , at vnawares depriues ; Man 's but a Shade , a Vapor , or a Moth , that straight consumes the Time wherein he liues . Too like a Torch , whose light and lasting both answeres his Substance ; and the long'st can last , But while the last drop of his moisture doth the least sparke of his glory ouercast . Flesh is but dust , made durt , with bloud transfus'd ; which with a fillop , or lesse force is spoil'd : And , in the Elements be'ing eft diffus'd , lies there , like something , next to nothing , soil'd . The World ( like Ice ) is slippry , brittle , cold ; and , apt to melt , and quickly shift his Formes ; They stand still falling whom he doth vphold ; and who goes carelesse , curelesse he enormes . What ere it holds is past ; and , that 's past cure : or Present ; and , that momentarie is : Or else it is to come ; and , that 's vnsure : then all it holds are nought but falacies . Yet here ( ô griefe ) fond Man seekes sure repose ; eu'n here where Nothing rests but in vnrest : Where most men stand by others ouerthrowes ; and where the worst in life , in state are best . Where Pleasure paine fore-runs ; where life 's the brooke that glides into Lifes Sea , all-swallowing DEATH : ( Sweete Streames to bitter ) where Hels mortall hooke lies hid to hold , or draw vs vnderneath . Like Herods glory that 's deuour'd of Wormes ; ( our constantest companions in the end ) Wher all the smoothest Calmes proue roughest storms , and all in all to wracke , vnwares , doe bend . Where Princes Palaces ( the prid of Cost ) are but rude Earth , which skill vnperfect formes : Their Gold but worst Earths Marrow , at the most ; and , all their daintiest Silkes but doung of Wormes . Riches , but Runnawayes ; Fauours , but lyes ; good words , meere winde , that lightly comes & goes : Where Generation to Corruption hyes ; and all is but a dreame of nought but showes . Such as the end is , such must be the meane that tends thereto ; Corruption is our end : Then , all that leades thereto , is most vncleane : so , in vncleannesse rise we , and descend . This makes the Heau'ns so oft to drowne in Teares the Earth , defil'd by our vncleannesse ; and So drown'd , as dead , she beares but dearest yeeres , or Eares that are as deare as is the Land . So , with remorse , reuenge to execute ; so , stroke and strike at once ; to make vs feele . Our dissolution , sith so dissolute , in loue and ire , that stayes and makes to reele . While our Lifes Twine vpon the heau'nly Spheares is reel'd vp straite ; & Time ( whose turnes they cause ) Doth all o'erturne : so , Water all appeares , which Time to cast downe quickly , still vp-drawes . Time steales away , as he would giue the slip to all that breathe ; yet , in so stealing , he Takes all things with him ( like a fraughted Shippe ) that he doth hold , when he doth ( fearelesse ) flee . Vpon the World he steales , and , with him brings a world of yeeres , wherewith the World doth weare ; As Men can witnesse , and all earthly Things : for , now they be but moates to what they were . Those she produc'd when she was in her youth , were Ceders to these shrubs : for , she was then In her full vigour ; and gaue greater growth to all she bare ; for , Giants were her Men. None otherwise then as a Wife in yeeres , beares none so goodly Children as in youth ; No more this World ( now ouer-aged ) beares such as in youth she did , for Grace nor growth . She Giants brought in youth ; but now she ages she beares but Pigmies , men that scarse appeare ; Too little to be Pages to their Pages that first she bare ; which shewes her end is neere . And so say all that strictly doe obserue Diuine and Humane Writings , and the State Of all things past and present ; which doe serue for signes and demonstrations of her date . Within sixe dayes God made the Vniuerse a thousand yeeres with whom is but a day : Then it is thought such sixe dayes shall reuerse his sixe dayes Worke , that moues but , so , to stay . But , for th' Elect , the foot of this Account shall be cut off ; then , now the end appeares : For , all the passed yeeres doe neere amount to those sixe dayes , that make so many yeeres . The Worlds Parts are decaid ( as doth appeare ) Etna , Parnassus and Olympus too Are not so eminent as erst they were ; and all that 's done , seemes quite now to vndoe . Now swels the Sea , where erst faire Cities stood ; so , where Men walkt , now huge Sea-monsters swim : And , where the Earth was couer'd with her Floud , now Citties stand , vnneere the Oceans Brim . Hils suncke , Flouds dride , the Planets lose their force , and Plants their vertue ; yea , the totall Frame Of Nature's out of frame : the Sunne in 's course is out of course , with age suncke in the same : For , since the dayes of Ptolomey it 's found many degrees more nigh the Earth he stoupes : So , like an aged Drunkard , runneth round , till flat he fall : for , more and more he droupes . The Articke and th' Antarticke Poles shall wracke the Climes they couer : and the Hoast of Heau'n Shall ioyne their Forces to breake Natures Backe ; and , all confuse to which was Order giu'n . Th' Astrologers will haue it end , when all the Starres possesse their first place in their Spheares , Which Platos yeere they stile : the Hebrew Caball will haue it but endure sixe thousand yeeres . Whereto agree Elias Oracles and many a sacred Saints , of times more late● Which Seers saw them through the Spectacles of Heau'n-holpe Ghesses , cleare as most elate ! The World shall last ( say they ) two thousand yeeres without the Law : two thousand yeeres within : Two thousand vnder Grace : and then appeares the God of Grace , to cleare the World of Sinne . . Then thou that sleep'st ( my drowsie Soule ) awake ; pray , and be sober ; watch , the end is neere : Sinnes fruit full ripe , the Kirnels ne'er so black , and Iustice Sunne beginnes eu'n hot t' appeare . That there shall be a Iudgement generall the most beleeue ; heau'ns Oracles affirme ; Diuines auerre ; the Sybils too ; and all the ancient Poets constantly confirme . Then shall the Creatures showt , the Angels call , the Trumpets sound , and all Men , dead , arise : Then shall the God of IVSTICE sentence all ; yea , be they Pow'rs or Principalities ! This Sentence shall be strict , and shall condemne the Ill to Hell , where Paine , it selfe , exceedes . ( For , when it meanest is , it 's most extreame ) and where the Worme that gnawes the Conscience breedes . And all , for euer ! Euer ! that is it , that makes All most intollerable : for , It Sense confounds , with griefe ; distracts the Wit ; and which selfe - Patience cannot but abhorre . Which to the Atheist seemes impossible , that Bodyes so infirme , so soone destroid , Should euer brooke such Paines immensible , and not consume ; yea , vtterly made voide . Whereto if it be said , th' Almighty will at last , raise bodyes from defect so cleare That ( cleared so ) they shall continue still ; and all Hels wasting woes , vnworne , shall beare ! Yea , Soules ( though incorporeall ) shall , the while , of true materiall Fire be pained still ; How ere it makes our Humane Reason reele , yet he can doo 't , that can doe what he will . For , they shall deeme they in their Bodies be ; and feele all Torments comprehensible : For , Soules then Bodies better f●ele and see sith by them onely , Flesh is sensible . As when we dreame , without our Bodies we ; deeme vs within ; sith Sense vs not forsakes : Nay , without Eares and Eyes we heare and see , more liuely farre , then when our Sense awakes : So , doe the damn'd suppose they in their Flesh ▪ doe suffer ; that but suffer in their Sp'rit , Sith Sense in them so li●ely is , and fresh , in entertaining Dolor or Delight . Which in the Fount of Truth doth cleare appeare : for , Diues had a Tongue that was enflam'd As he suppos'd ; though but his Soule it were : but Atheists will not know this till th' are damn'd . For , they except against Diuinitie , Religion , Faith ; and onely doe appeale To Reason , Sense , and fraile Humanitie , which ne'erthelesse this veiled Truth reueale . For proofe whereof ; the Salamander lyes and liues in fire , which he desires to touch ; Yea , most is ioy de when most therein he fries ; for , hee 's most cold , and cooles the fire as much . The Adamant ; yea , Gold it selfe , if pure , endures all force of fire , and ne'er doth waste : Shall Stones and Mettals then , the Fire endure , and shall mans flesh refinde , in Fire , not last ? A Peacockes flesh , though dead , corrupteth neuer ; ( try it who list ) and shall it still remaine , And Mans flesh , made by Death to last for euer , not last ? it shall , though it still liue in paine ! Lime in it selfe hath fire ; yet weares it not : and when it 's kill'd , it 's quickned ; then , shall we Say Flesh reuiu'd must waste , if still too hot , when Death , as from his death , from it doth flee ? By Water that doth coole all other Heates , the Lime is fir'd ; but poure some Oyle thereon , ( Though Oyle feedes fire ) it neyther burnes , nor sweates , but rests as cold as any other Stone ! If then the nature of quicke - Lime be such as Fire to hold , and yet not dye with it ; Why should not flesh immortall , doe as much , when it 's enabled by Pow'r infinite ? Some Salt in Sicily , cast in the fire , straight melts to Water ; and , in Water throwne , Crackes like Fire : ô ! who can then aspire to know the Cause , that yet was neuer knowne ? Th' Arcadian Asbest , being once enflam'd , will ne'er be quencht : but , lasts an endlesse flame : Then why not those that endlesly are damn'd , being made immortall to endure the same ? And in Epyrus is a Fount , wherein a Torch may lighted be , and quenched too : If these things are , and more , more strange haue bin , why should we thinke but God can stranger doe ? Before Mans fall , he could not dye ; for , Death came by his Fall : Then , cannot that high Pow'r That fashion'd him of nought , and gaue him Breath , make him , re-made , eternally endure ? The Wonders which he workes continually , are not admir'd , sith they familiar be : For , Admiration's dull'd by frequencie ; else should we wonder at what still we see . The Face of mankinde wer 't not vniforme , men could not be from beasts discern'd and showne : And yet had All , in all respects , one Forme One from another hardly could be knowne . Thus , Likenesse with great Difference rests we see , in one selfe Thing ; which for such common are We ne'er admire them ; but we muse when we see but two Faces like : for , that is rare ! And at the Load-stone we doe wonder lesse , that naile by naile , doth many nailes vphold , By touching but the first ; yet sith it is so common , we admire not ; as we should . I might be endlesse in recounting such most strange Effects , whereof no Cause is knowne : Then were it madnesse not to grant as much Pow'r to th' Almightie and to Natures Crowne . No : he hath said It , by whose onely WORD all is that is : and All hath made of nought : Whose Power is Infinite ; which can accord Repugnancies themselues , but with a Thought ! For , there is nothing that doth argue Pow'r , but he can doe it : what he cannot doe Is fraile , inglorious , base , and most impure ; else can he doe it , and vndoe it too ! If Gods Prerogatiue were crusht so close that he no more then Man had pow'r t' effect ; How were he God ? nay , God himselfe he showes in that his Workes farre passe our Intellect ! Then , let 's beleeue , Omnipotence can speake no Word it cannot doe ; how e'er to vs It seemes impossible : for , we are weake , and weakly iudge of hard things to discusse . But , let vs rest on that ne'er-failing WORD , nay , so put vp our Rest that eu'n our Soules Yea , all our All may thereby be assur'd , in so faire Hazard that no Chance controules . For , should we rest but on those restlesse Stayes that Reason ( betraid by sense ) erects , we shall But rest on that 's betrayed , and betrayes : so , in right sense and Reason , needes must fall . But say there were no rising after Death : by vertuous life , what doe or can we lose , But spend our Time in gaining longer breath : for , Vertue ( Lifes foes ) Passions doth repose ? And if there were no Hell to punish sinne , yet we , in Reason , should not sinne ; sith it Is so obsceane ; and thereby nought we winne but selfe-condemning of our Will and Wit. But we that doe beleeue we eft shall rise , haue great aduantage of the rest : for we Haue what they haue ( though fewer vanities ) and , by our faith , in case farre better be . For , if there be another Life than this , wherein all weale or woe we must sustaine ; Then , by Good workes , and Faith , we shall haue blisse : but faithlesse men all labour for their paine . For , impious Atheists take more paines for Hell , tiring themselues with ioyes that vexe their Sp'rits , Then pious men , still praying in their Cell , doe take for Heau'n ; for , That the Sp'rit delights . Deare Lord , then so dispose my Wit and Will that I may rest vpon thy Word , which makes Me blest ; and worke , in rest , thereafter still with more delight then Sense in pleasure takes . In sacred Raptures take my Soule to thee ; and , her embrace with kisse of endlesse Peace : That being so familiar still with mee , I , at thy Doome , may hopefull be through these . That though the horror of that day be such as may all Sense confound with feare , past feare ; Yet may I hope ( though yet I feare too much ) thou wilt not damne him whom thou heldst so dear . Meane while , so binde my Sense with vertues bands , that it may neuer moue , but as she shall Loose or restraine it ; or , thy sacred Hands ; all whose restraints are free from paine , or fall ! And let that Trump ( as with a Saint it did ) still in the Organ of my hearing sound That shall to Iudgement call both quicke and dead ; that so Ieuer may be ready found . For , yet I doe but doate on false Delights , Delights ? alas ! that stile they ill sustaine , Though false be added : for , they vexe the Sp'rits of all that taste them : so they are but paine . Vncharme the Charmes then , of these grieuous ioyes , that still allure my sense of them to taste ; And let my pleasure be in all annoyes , for , thy deare Loue , vntill I breath my last . For , were I here to liue as many a yeere , as yeeres haue moments in extreame annoy ; Yet it vnworthy of Heau'ns glory were , sith it is infinite in time , and ioy . But now , by Nature ( though it should extend my life beyond my life ) I cannot last , Longer then one that 's making now his end : for , my best part of life , long since , is past . My best ( said I ) ô sname ! if so it were , I should dispaire ; or , if I did not so , I should be franticke with distracting feare , that my best time in madnesse did bestow . But Thou that of the worst canst make the best , make this my worst time best ; my later Age Make better then my first : for , I detest to thinke on That so fond , so full of rage . Let me relapse no more , in word , nor deede , Relaspses more doe vexe me then my sinne : And yet my sinnes still make my Conscience bleede : but my Relapses ranckle still therein . Relaps in sicknesse , fleshes death doth threat ; Relaps in Heresie , the death of Sp'rit ; In Error , it makes falshood hugely great ; and so in sinne it makes it infinite ! In Grace ( sweet Sauiour ) there is neuer stay , a Progresse or a Regresse still there is : But from a Regresse let me euer stray , although thereby I goe about to blisse . What bootes it me to day to fight with sinnes , if I to morrow follow Sathans Flagge ? It is th' vnwearied fighter glory winnes ; the weary , but base Baggage and the Bagge . Then let the dreadfull day of mine Accounts be so annext vnto my Heart and Braine , As if they were one Essence , and the founts of teares ( mine Eyes ) still farre out-flow the Maine ! And fixe mine Eyes still on my Mother Earth , to minde from whence I came , and where I must . Or else on Heau'n ( from whence my Soule had birth ) but looke on no meane Things for them to lust , Although such Continence be not without their outward spight , that Vertue inly Hate : For , when we first , to liue well , goe about , w' are crost and recrost by the Reprobate . As thy deare Seruant ( walking on the Maine , vpon thy bidding ) fainted ( when he saw A sodaine Gust make rough th Oceans Plaine ) inuokt thy help , neare sincking through that Flaw . So , in this World , a Sea of woes and spight , thou bidst vs come to thee ; but as wee hie , Huge Stormes of troubles threat to sinke vs quite ; then helpe we craue , with feare , at point to dye . Yet Constant Lord , let me no more relapse , no more , no more , once more would kill me quite ; Rather then so , let thy fierce Thunder-claps dash me to dust , so thou receiue my sp'rit : But let my sp'rit how e'er I dye ( deare Lord ) Wade through thy deepest Iudgements on thy Word .
The Sinner acknowledges and admires his owne frailtie : desiring Grace and strength to stand in V●rtue , and with-stand Vice . AFfliction still lyes heauie on my Soule , which makes her stupid , dry , and dull to pray ; Then ( Lord ) vnlesse thou doe her pow'r controule , she needes must sinke to Hell beneath her sway . O Sinne ( that with high Hand dost hurle so low ) thou art sole Cause of his so bad Effect : Thou NOTHING , that dost all things ouerthrow not staid by Grace , why dost me thus deiect ? O had I beene abortiue , and dead borne ; or , if not so , the Font had rest my breath : Then had I made a quicke and safe returne , that now must passe in perill to my death ! I can but sinne , then Iustice can but scourge ; so , Sinne and Scourges , wheeling , o'er me goe : Yea , Sinne being quiet , I it oft doe vrge ; so , on me , with it , pull a World of woe . Lord ! what am I , that am so rarely fraile ? that can doe nothing : that is , sinne I can : For , Sinne is Nothing ; yet , it doth preuaile against me , Something : that is , marres a Man ! When I doe minde the strange Austeritie , familiar with some ( reclus'd from this life ) The watching , praying , fasting , charitie , the fights with Flesh , with Sinne , the endlesse strife , I am amaz'd with wonder ; grieu'd with shame ; nay , waighing theirs with mine , my conscience bleeds To see the ods : ô fie , I am to blame , to call it ods , sith it all ods exceedes ! For white and blacke doe farre lesse disagree then theirs and mine : mine being , lighty , darke ; Theirs , darkly , light ; and lights the darke to see : notorious I , for sinne ; they , Saints of marke . So that I am confounded but to minde the ods ( surmounting ods ) betweene the two : For , in my selfe , with Pride , all ill I finde ; in them all good , and yet most humble too . Then , sith Comparisons are but too blame betweene things so repugnant ( for , they doe But shew the ods vnto the worsers shame ) I will forbeare , and beare the blemish too . For , all reproch ( though infinite it were ) comes short of endlesse sinne , in foule offence : Then , may I well that All ( as nothing ) beare , which Centers but my sinnes Circumference ! For , weake as frailtie is my strongest force in fight with vices , and in ghostly warres : At best no better then a liuing Corse ; and that the Vrne that but my Soule interres ! I fight , but faint , the first Incounter trying ; yet , oft by standing on my strength too much I quite am foil'd , that might haue foil'd by flying ; such is my rashnesse , and my weakenesse such . If I o'er come , ( as seldome so I doe ) my spirit growes proud , and confident withall : So this farre worse then that doth me vndoe ; for spirituall pride still takes the lowest fall . But , when I fall , thy help ( Lord ) I inuoke , to raise me : rais'd , I fall to worser ill : So seeme but leaue to craue , ( though it I cloke ) but still to fall , and to be raised still . But to thee ( knower of all thoughts ) it 's knowne such Boones are sinnes that beg but leaue to sinne : My Boones no better be ; for , being downe , I craue to rise by Grace , to fall therein . And though my Prayers aime at no such end , yet , in the end ( sith I but rise and fall ) It seemes I did but by the same entend to make my selfe thy Mercies Racket-ball . Which falling hardest , highest doth rebound ; but , to doe ill , that good thereof might rise , Is Ill , so ill , as may the Soule confound ; then , all that good in Soule-confounding , lies . To sinne of purpose , but to make vs meeke , augments the fault ; for , t is presumptuous Sinne : And who , by Error , Heau'nly Truth shall seeke , shall lose her quite , and Hell , with Error , winne . Then , Lord of Truth , when I haue tane a fall , let me desire to rise , to fall no more : So though thou bandy me from wall to wall , yet , keepe me vp , at least , with beating sore . And , if , by weakenesse , I shall sometimes slippe , so stay me then , that downe I fall not quite : Let me , at most ( if so at least ) but trippe ; then , take the faster footing through thy might . So shall I praise that Pow'r that stayes me so ; And , euer ouercome an Ouerthrow .
THE DOLEFVLL DOVE : OR , Dauids 7. Penitentiall Psalmes ; somewhere paraphrastically turned into Verse .
Domine ne in furore . Psal. 6.

When Dauid by his sinnes had prouoked Gods wrath ; and now felt , not onely his hand against him , but also conceiueth the horrors of death euerlasting , he desireth fornesse , bewailing that if God tooke him away in his indignation , he shall lacke occasion to praise him as hee was wont to doe , whiles he was among men . Then , sodainely feeling Gods mercie , he sharply rebuketh his enemies , which reioyced in his affliction .

IN thy iust rage ( deare Lord ) reproue me not : ( for , iust it is , sith so vniust I am ) Nor chasten me when thy fierce Wrath is hot , lest I should be extinguisht yer the Flame . Let thy strong Grace against my Weaknesse stand ; ( thy Grace so strong , as it vpholdeth All ) And heale me ( Lord ) with thine all-helping Hand : for , eu'n my bones are bruised with my fall . My Soule 's afflicted more then griefes afflict : ( for griefes but pine ; but this doth quite vndoe ) Then Lord , how long shall I ( a poore Relict ) endure these plagues , that paine and pine me too ? O turne thy now auerted Face , to mee ( to me that fades as flowres for want of Sunne ) And let my Soule be safe , and sau'd by thee , through Grace , that hath to thee most glory wonne : For Deaths fell torments are so violent , that they constraine the Sense to minde but them : Who then in Hell , through hellish discontent , can once but minde thee , in such paines extreame ? My sorrow hath my Soule so ouer-fed , that it conuerts mine Eyes to founts of Teares : For , eu'ry night in teares I rince my Bed , and drowne my Couch in streames of griefes & feares . Mine Eyes are so o'ercast with clouds of Cares , that they see nought , but through those Water-streames : My beauty 's gone , while I away do weare , among my Foes , and these confus'd extreames . But yet I feele thy Grace ( Lord ) worke with me : then leaue me , leaue me , yee too idle Crue , That yet still worke , but worke iniquitie ; for , God hath seene my Teares , and heard me rue . You are my Foes , that ( yet ) would seeme my friends ; but Foe-like friends , and all mine enemies God will cut off by diuers fearefull ends ; and soone confound you , and your Trecheries . To God the Father , Sonne , and Holy Ghost , three Persons , and one God ; all glory be ; As it was , is , and shall be in each Coast , throughout all worlds in all eternitie .
Beati quorum . Psal. 32.

Dauid punished with grieuous sicknesse for his sins , counteth them blessed , to whom God doth not impute their transgressions . And , after that he had confessed his sins and obtained pardon , he exhorteth the wicked men to liue godly ; and the good to reioyce .

MOst blest are they ( how euer curst they be ) whose Crimes out of Gods Note-Booke cleane are crost ; Whose sins are couer'd so with Clemencie , that they are hid ; so , seeme they to be lost . And blest is he to whom the God of Grace imputes no Sinne ; ( for , so he shall be cleare How e'er defil'd ) and in whose sp'rit no base deceit , shall once so much as but appeare . For , while I held my peace ( that caus'd my Warre ; for Death with Silence in such passion striues ) My bodies Props ( my Bones ) consumed are while all the day I grone in Sorrowes Giues . For , day and night thy Hand ( great God ) doth lye like Lead vpon my weaknesse : who haue bin Conuerted into selfe - Calamitie , whiles the Thorne prickt me ( or , my stinging sin ) But , lo , my faults to thee I haue reueal'd , & haue not clockt my crimes , which thou dost hide : But I confesse those Sinnes , thou hast conceal'd sith my misdeedes shall ( so ) be iustifide . Thus shall each pious person pray to thee in fitting time ( yer Mercies Gate be sparr'd ) But when the Inundations swelling be of many Waters they from Him are barr'd . My fence ( ô Lord ) lies onely in thy Hands , when troubles me assaile with fiercest woe : Then ô preserue me from the impious Bands that me inclose , in death to close me so . I will saist thou ( deare Sweete ) instruct thee still , and guide thee in thy way ( ô homed Words ) Thine Eye ( thou saist ) shall me defend from ill , and watch to guard me from my foe-mens Swords . Then be , ô be not like an Horse or Mule , that are as rude as vnintelligent : Lord , bridle them , thy Snafle will not rule , till they be rul'd , or else be made repent . The Plagues are great ( most great ) and manifold , that doe the Sinner euermore attend ; But who with Hands o● Hope on God layes hold , his boundlesse Mercy him will comprehend . In Him therefore ( yee Righteous ) still be glad ; ( for , he in Griefe still glads the righteous Soule ) Exult all ye , that for your Sinnes are sad ; and all true Hearts , that stoupe to his controule . To God the Father glory be therefore , and to the Sonne , and their coequall Spirit , As it was , is , and shall be euermore World without end : for , they are infinite !
Domine ne in furore . Psal. 38.

Dauid lying sicke of some grieuous disease ; acknowledgeth himselfe to be chastised of God for his sinnes , and therefore prayeth God to turne away his wrath . He vttereth the greatnesse of his griefes by many words and circumstances : as , wounded with the arrowes of Gods ire , forsaken of his friends , ●uill intreated of his enemies . But in the end , with firme confidence he commendeth his cause to God , and hopeth for speedy help at his hand .

LOrd checke me not , vntill thy rage be past , nor chastise me in thine incens●d ●re ; For , in my Flesh thy Shafts are fixed fast ; and thy Hand quels me , that would faine aspire . Thy Wrath hath fill'd my Flesh with all annoy , ( for , Sinne 's the sore ; the salue , sore-sicknesse is : ) And , in my bones I can no rest enioy , because their Marrow them hath mou'd amisse . For mine ambitious Sinnes climbe o'er my Head , and , as a breake-necke Burden , me oppresse : My wounds ( which they haue made ) with filth are fed , and ranckled sore , through my worse foolishnesse . I am made crooked vnderneath this loade , deform'd , and wretched ; yea , it breakes my backe : So , all the day with griefe I make aboad , or mourning goe , as those that comfort lacke . For , ( ah ) my Ioynes , that lodg'd but Sinne before , now harbour nought but restlesse Malady : No health is in my flesh ; for , all is sore : so sore that anguish makes me ( roaring ) cry . But , Lord , thou know'st the Summe of my desires , because my Plaints still tell it in thine eares ; My Heart is vext , my strength from me retires ; nay , more , mine Eyes are blinded with my teares . My friends ( in shew , when thou didst fauour me ) like foes ( in deed ) now me ( poore me ) withstand : Nay , those , in bloud that were my neerest , be now furthest off ; and lend nor heart nor hand . And they that seeke my life , lay Traps to take that life ; or ( at the least ) me to vndoe : And but of guile and spoile they euer speake ; and put in practise what they speake of too . But I ( poore I ) as deafe , would nothing heare : ( for poore Soules must not hear what must offend ) And , as one dumbe , I still my selfe did beare , that gaue no more reproofes then eare did lend . Yet is my hope in thee that hearest all my sighes and grones , sith they increase for Sinne . Then let mine Enemies ne'er see my fall ; who , when I doe but trip , triumph therein . I am at point to perish ; and my Woes and cause thereof , I euer beare in minde : For , I , with griefe , confesse mine ouerthrowes , that lost thy Grace , which now I seeke to finde , But , still my Foes doe liue , and strong are made , strong in their friends , their places , purse and armes , And they that hate me ( causelesse ) and inuade me ( forcelesse ) many be ; the more my harmes . They ( monsters ) likewise , that doe ill for good oppose me still , sith goodnesse I ensue : Then , haste thee ( Lord ) to help me ( so withstood ) and leaue me not among this cursed crue . To God the Father ( which we doe adore ) and to the Sonne , and to their blessed Spirit , All glory be , as it was heretofore , is and still shall be through Worlds infinite .
Miserere mei Deus . Psal. 51.

When Dauid was rebuked by the Prophet Nathan for his great offences , he did not onely acknowledge the same to God , with protestation of his naturall corruption and iniquitie , but also left a memoriall thereof to his posteritie Therefore first he desireth God to forgiue his sinnes , and to renue in him his holy Spirit ; with promise that he will not be vnmindfull of those great graces . Finally , fearing lest God would punish the whole Church for his fault , he requireth that hee would rather increase his graces toward the same .

GReat God of Gods ( whose Mercy is as great ) haue mercy on me ( wretch ) whose Sin exceeds ; Yet after thy compassion so compleate , wash out the blots of my too foule misdeedes . O clense me from the filth of mine offence , that ranckles in my Conscience , all defilde With all that may depraue both Soule and Sense ; that ( purg'd ) I may to thee be reconcil'd : For , I acknowledge mine iniquitie , sith still my Sinne 's the obiect of my sight ; And , by the pow'r of mine impiety , I wrong thy grace and still impugne thy Sp'rit . Against thee onely I in sinne abide , and done what doth condemne me in thy sight ; That in thy Words thou maist be iustifide , and ouercome when thou art iudg'd vnright . For , nought but wickednesse prepar'd the way to my conception ; which to worse did passe : Then , ere I was , I stood at sinfull stay ; and , when I fell to Being , worser was . This ( Lord ) is true ; confessing which , doth moue thy Grace to me thy Wisedome ( hid ) to show : Then sprinckle me with Isop , in thy Loue ; and so , I shall be whiter farre ; than Snow . Vnto mine Eares ( invred but to heare what Eares corrupts ) thou shalt but Ioy obiect : So shall the bones , which by thee broken were , reioyce ; and , sinne , wherein it ioy'd , reiect . O then from my foule sinnes thy Face auert ; and wash me from the filth they cast on me ; In me create an vndefiled Heart , with such a spirit as may be iust to thee . And cast me not , ô cast me not away out of the Way still brightned by thy beames ; Nor , from me take thy Spirit , my Guide and Stay , in hardest passages of all Extreames . Restore to me the gladnesse of thy blisse ; and , with thy chiefest Spirit , still strengthen me ; Then those I le teach that now thy wayes doe misse : so , Sinners shall conuerted be to thee . Saue me from bloud , that vengeance doth implore ; so shall my Tongue thy Iustice highly raise : But more thy Mercy , sith it glads me more . Then , ope my Lips , and they shall shew thy praise . Had'st thou desired Sacrifice , I had offer'd it to thee ; but , thou tak'st delight In no burnt Offrings ; but , art euer glad to take the Offer of a contrite Spirit . A Broken Heart , with sorrow but for Sinne , thou wilt , nor canst thou , for thy Word , despise ; Then , let mine , broken so , thy Mercy win ; and , from it still auert thine Angers Eyes . With Sion , ô deale gently ; that the Wals of raz'd Ierusalem rebuilt may be ; And still withstand Hels fiery darts , and Bals , to keepe thy Foes out , onely but for thee . Then shalt thou take the Sacrifice in gree , of Iustice in thy Mercy ; then , shall they Offer Oblations still in flames to thee ; and Calues vpon thine holy Alter lay . To God the Father , praise and glory be ; and to the Sonne , and to their blessed Sp'rit ; ( A Trinitie in strictest Vnitie ) as it was , is , and shall be infinite .
Domine exaudi . Psal. 102.

It seemeth that this Prayer was appointed to the faithfull to pray in the Captiuitie of Babilon . A Consolation for the building of the Church : whereof followeth the praise of God to be published vnto all Posteritie . The Conversion of the Gentiles : and , the stabilitie of the Church .

ATtend my Prayer ( Lord ) and let my Cry ascend to thee , from whom all grace descends . From my distresse turne not thy Mercies Eye , but bowe thine Eare to me , that downward bends . When e'er I call , make answere ; for , my dayes like Vapor vanish ; and , my parched bones Waxe weake and dry , as is the flame that playes about the Snuffe , at point to quench at ones . Th' hast smitten me ( as Grasse by Lightning smit ) so that my Heart is wither'd quite away : And through my griefe , for that , I further it : for , I forget to eate , for Natures stay . And through my groning voice , my bones , that burne , to my consuming flesh , will hardly cleaue : And , like a Pelican alone , I mourne : or , like an Owle I liue , while life I leaue . I weare out Time in strictest vigilance , and , as a Sparrow , on the Houses Crest , I sit alone ; to minde my sinnes mischance : so ( idly ) resting in the most vnrest . The while my Foes ( backbiting ) me reuile ; yea , he that praised me , against me sweares : But I , as Bread , did Ashes eate the while ; and still my Drinke did mingle with my Teares . Because thy Wrath grew hot against my sinne : for , thou hast rais'd me vp , to cast me downe : My dayes are past , as if they ne'er had bin ; and ( like Hay wither'd ) I from thee am mowne . But thou ( immortall Spirit ) dost still endure ; and thy Memoriall euer lasts in prime : Thou shalt arise , and downe thy Mercies poure ( by showers ) on Sion , in this promis'd time . For , eu'n the Stones of that faire Edifice delight thy Seruants ; and her sacred Ground They pitty , as they doe her preiudice , which with the sharpest griefe their hearts doth wound . So shall the Heathen feare thine awfull NAME ; and , all the Kings on Earth thy glory feare : For , Sions Fabricke thou dost still re-frame , and in thy fullest Glory shalt appeare . Our Lord the prayers of the meeke approues , and not dispie their Suites , in wretched case : So future times to write this , this doth moue , that Babes vnborne , may praise this God of Grace . Who , from his high as holy Place , doth vaile his Eyes to Earth ( whereon they still remaine ) To heare poore Captiues plaints , and such as waile ; and , loose the Sonnes of them ( vniustly ) slaine . That they in Sion should diuulge his NAME ; and in Ierusalem his earned Praise : Yea , in th' Assemblies celebrate the same , when Kings consorted , sing sweet Sions Layes . He , in the way of his great pow'r and grace , ●hath answer'd them : but , shew ( Lord ) shew to me , How long or short shall be my mortall Race ; that so , for thee , I still may ready be . And take me not , ô take me not away , ( at vnawares ) yer halfe my Dayes be done : As for thy yeeres they stand still at a stay ; but mine more swift then thought away doe runne . In the Beginning , thou the Earth didst found , the highest Heauens thy glorious Hands did reare : But they shall perish ; thou , continue sound while they waxe old , and like a Garment weare . And , as a Vesture , thou shalt change their Frame , and they shall changed be ; but thou , alone Dost still continue One , and aye the same : whose yeeres remaine the same , and euer One ! Thy Seruants sonnes inhabit shall the Land , their seede shall be directed in thy Wayes : And while they walke therein , they fixt shall stand in Heau'n and Earth to celebrate thy praise . To God the Father then , all glory be ; t' his Sonne , and to their Spirit , which wee adore ; ( Coequall in their Essence and Degree ) as it was , is , and shall be euermore .
De profundis clamaui . Psal. 130.

The people of God , from their bottomlesse misery , doe cry vnto God , and are heard . They confesse their sins , and flye vnto Gods mercy .

FRom depth of Griefe ( wherein my Soule doth lye ) I doe and will ( deare Lord ) still call on thee : Then , let thine eares attend mine inward Cry , and , listen to my Prayers , and to me . If thou fraile Flesh wilt call to strict account , what flesh and bloud then , in thy sight shall stand ? But Mercy is with thee , as in the Fount : then , I expect thy Mercyes Helping-hand . My Soule vpon the Faith , which thou hast plight , hath euer staid ; and still doth hope in thee ; Then from the Morning-watch , till that of Night , let Israel still relie on Thee with me . For , with this God of Glory and of Grace , is Grace as much as Glory ; and , therein He will redeeme the sad in sinfull Case ; with his true Israel , from all their sinne . To God the Father ( which we doe adore ) and to the Sonne , and to their blessed Spirit , All glory be , as it was heretofore , is , and still shall be through Worlds infinite .
Domine exaudi . Psal. 143.

An earnest Prayer for remission of sinnes , acknowledging that the enemies did thus cruelly persecute him by Gods iust iudgement . He desireth to be restored to grace . To be gouerned by his holy Spirit , that hee may spend the remnant of his life in the true feare and seruice of God .

LOrd heare my pray'r with thine all-hearing ears ; and , for thy truths sake , note mine humble suite : O heare me in thy Righteousnesse , which heares All those that mourne , although they still be mute . And into Iudgement enter not ( O Lord ) with me , fraile man : for I , nor none beside , ( Because of sinne which we haue all incurr'd ) in thy cleare sight shall then be iustifide . For , th' enemie ( the Fiend , our common Foe ) hath long pursu'd my Soule ( that flesh misse-led ) My Life in Earth , his Fury hath brought low ; and hid the same in darknesse , with the dead . My Spirit ( therefore ) is vext , my Minde , and Heart are greatly troubled ; yet , I minded still Thy dayes of old ( thy Workes and thy Desert ) which did my Muse with Ioy and Wonder fill . My hands to thee haue still out-stretched bin , my Soule ( that thirsts ( as earth that water wants ) For drops of grace , to quench her flames of sinne ) I lift to thee , the while , for grace she pants . Then ( kindest Lord ) with speede attend my cryes ; because my fainting spirit hath failed me : Auert not from me thy conuerting Eyes , lest I be like to those that burying be . And in the dawning of the long'd-for Day , ( the Day when Iustice Sonne shall Comfort giue ) Let me the voyce of mercy heare , I pray ; sith still I hope that thou wilt me relieue . And sith so many Heads , so many Wayes are said to lead to thee , by Heads of Sects ; Shew me the Way that straight to thee conueyes , sith my poore Soule both thee and it affects . And from my Foes preserue me ( weakling ) still : to thee alone I flye in all distresse : Then teach me to performe thy blessed Will : for thou art onely all my blessednesse . Thy Spirit that cannot erre , nor yet deceiue , shall bring me to the Land that Iustice beares : And , for thy Names sake thou shalt me receiue , according to thy grace ( that neuer weares . ) From Trouble thou shalt bring my Soule to rest ; and , through thy Mercy shalt destroy my Foes : Yea , all annoy that doe my Soule molest , sith as thy Seruant , I on thee repose . To God the Father , Sonne , and Holy Ghost , three Persons , and one God ; all glory be ; As it was , is , and shall be in each Coast , throughout all worlds in all eternitie .
FINIS .

RIGHTS OF THE LIVING , AND THE DEAD : Being , A proper Appendix to the precedent Meditations .

OBIT-RIGHTS .

A Funerall Elegie , on the death of the most vertuous , and no lesse louely , Mirs Elizabeth Dutton ; eldest Daughter of the Worthy , and generally beloued Sir Thomas Egerton Knight , eldest Sonne to the right Honorable , Thomas , Lord Elesmere , Lord Chancellor of England : which Elizabeth was , at the age of eleuen yeeres , married to Iohn Dutton , of the age of fifteene yeeres , Sonne and Heyre of Thomas Dutton , of Dutton , in the Countie of Chester Esquier : which Iohn , deceased about the age of seauenteene yeeres , and left the said Elizabeth a Virgin-Widow : who so liued till shee died the first of October , at the age of six teene yeeres and a halfe , in Anno 1611.

A Virgin , Wife , and Widow , three that One Held rarely perfect in like Vnion , Incites my Muse ; nay , more , doth her constrain To empt my Pen of Praise , of Wit my Braine In her deserued honor : she whose all Was nought but good ; yet so , as we may call That good but nought ( and iustly ) if the same Giue not her goodnesse glory more than fame ! A Maide , in whom Virginitie gaue place ( Though most exact ) to Modestie and Grace . A Wife ( who like old Iosephs blessed Bride ) Though wedded , but vnbedded till she dide , Yet from her came , on her by Grace begot , Faith , Feare and Dutie , in a True-loue knot , Till his decease , to whom these three she bare : And after , for him , nurst them still with care . She liu'd a Widow ; but t' was hard to know Whether she liu'd or dide when she was so : Sith when she lost her Pheare , she lost her Breath ; For , Turtle-like , she mourn'd and droupt to death . But while t' was losing she such Patience wanne ( By his Death mortifide ) as she beganne ( Before her end ) her Heau'n on Earth thereby , In hope to liue with Him when Life should die . So , in her Patience , she her Soule possest Her God ; in whom her Soule , with his , did rest ; Yet rested so , that still ( vnseene ) she mou'd to both deuoutly , whom so much she lou'd ! Poets can shape of things that grace forsakes Farre rarer things than grace or nature makes . But let all Poets all their Arte vnite To fable praise , the morall is her right . Nature profusely had on her bestow'd ( Borrowing of grace ) more grace then e'er she ow'd ! And grace ( as enuying Natures Gifts , so rare ) Vnlockt the Heau'ns where all her Treasures are , And showr'd them downe so on this deerest Maide , As she for worth , an Angell should haue waide . Wit for her worth can ne'er hiperbolize ; Much lesse a Poet in it Poetize ; Sith what or Wit or Poetry can praise ( With their best Arte ) was found in her : then raise Her vp my Muse , ere she be rais'd , at last ; And her enthrone in glory high as fast : That when the Virgin , whom all Virgins blesse . , Shall , for her graces , see her gloriousnesse In Heau'n and Earth , she may ( as worthy her ) Enbozome her , or fixe her in a Starre , Whose Name and Fame while mortall Virgins liue , To them , with hers , may Light and Vertue giue ! For this , her Soule still labour'd to be gone , T'returne her Errand of Creation : As fiery Matter working in a Cloud Breakes through , for want of Matter it to shrowde : So Soules , with stirring much , are said to fire The best Complexions ; and ( so ) home retire . But , Sicknesse ( ah too sweet-lipt ) suckt her Bloud , That she had none to fire in likelihood : And so her vitall-flame , vnnourished ; Her Soule through coldnesse , left her body dead . A short life made her Virgin , Widow , Wife , But , well she l●u'd , which is the Well of life . This old World was vnworthy such a Iemme , Therefore she shines in new Ierusalem ! I best can witnesse how her time she spent , Who taught her hand to shew her hearts entent : Then may I best renowne ( for knowne desert ) The Pupill of my Hand that had my Heart . Thou hadst my Heart ( deare Pupill ) sith in thee Was all that might intirely master me . And did my Pow'r but equall halfe my Will , Laura should be thy Foile : for , I ( by skill ) Would set thee so aboue her , that thy light ( With poynant Beames ) should thrust through Earth and Night : For , when Formositie and Vertue striue In one sole Subiect for Prerogatiue , That Subiects praise must raigne ( all Tearmes aboue ) In height of Glory , Memory , and Loue ! The Grand-sire of thy Flesh in Earth's renown'd ; And thy spirits Grand-sire King of Heau'n is crown'd : Thou liuing , then , as comming from such Sires , Our Songs must answere the Celestiall Quires , That chant the praise of Vertue in their King , In whom thou art , then we on earth must sing Thy praise in his , sith his all praise containes : So thine in his . eternall glory gaines ! To thee then sing I , as I sing of Thee , Who art sole Base of this high Harmony : For , knowing Tombes haue ends as well as wasts , And that strong Rime their ruine farre out-lasts , My Muse shall labour on this ground of Fame , To raise a Pile of Rime , whereon thy Name Shall euer shine , through Wits Celestiall Plashes , Vntill another Phoenix of the Ashes Produced be ; that when it eft shall burne In those eternall flames , it eft may turne To pristine plight ; and by such alteration , Liue Phoenix-like ( still bright ) in admiration ! 3 We waile their want whose Liues our wants supplide , Not weighing how they liu'd , but when they dide : For , the best liuers here , doe liuing dye ; But after death they liue immortally . Children and Fooles are angry still with those That , to distill , disleaue the fairest Rose ; Not pond'ring how the sweetnesse in the Iuyce Is so increast , and longer lasts for vse : So , we that see this Rose ( whose hue and breath Celestiall were ) diuided so by Death , Though it for heau'nly purposes be done , Yet still our thoughts but on the spoile doe runne . But ô be 't farre from vs , to thinke thee spoil'd In liuing blest , and dying so vnsoil'd : No : we thy Memory will celebrate ; Whose weale we waile not , but reioyce thereat . If in this Paper Monument there be One Ornament of Arte that 's worthy thee , Or any Worke of Wit that may retaine Thy Memory ; my Labour for my Paine Is too great Meede ; sith by the same I show Times future , what will better them to know . So , shall I in thy Praise include mine owne ; And making thee so knowne still , still be knowne : For , if this Shrine chance to be visited By any , that regard the worthy dead , It may be they will thinke me worthy Loue , That on this Pile did all my cunning proue . Th' Egyptians with their Pirameds did striue ( Against the Heau'ns ) to keepe such , dead , aliue : And Artemisia with a matchlesse Tombe Makes her Mausolus liue vntill the doome : Though It be now demolished and gone ; Yet is he knowne by It , as It was knowne . And Wit , but with meere Words , hath often rais'd A Monument of Praise , farre longer prais'd . Then may this Worke , which but weake words erect , ( Vpon so sure a Ground ) worke like effect . The Name of Egerton she doth renowne ; And * * Dutton . that by which she last of all was known : Nay , had she had , by Fortune , all the Names That Wit for Natures vilest Creatures frames , Sh 'had so much Grace consorting still her Bloud As to haue made them all as great as good ! The Dayes of old did lay their Macchabes Vnder Worlds-wonders , huge Piramides ! Semiramis , in her bright Polymite : And Cyrus , in his Obelisk as bright . In his Columna they Augustus shut : And in his Mole-magno , Hadrian put . Alaricus , the Gothe that ruinde Rome , In his rich Rubico they did entombe . Those , dead , yet liu'd by these : and these againe , Liue yet by those , though nought of them remaine ! But , were I able , I my Saint would shrine Within the mouthes of Angels most diuine ; Sith they out-last all Worlds , that Time doth end , And haue ( of creatures ) best mouthes to commend ! But liue ( sweet Saint ) in mine immortall Rime ( Made by thy vertue such ) past Tombes and Time : For , if eternall Vertue cannot dye , Then thou must liue , till She doth ruin'd lye . Farewell , deare Maide ( whose body ( like a soule ) Had pow'r t' inflame the Loue it did controule ) Farewell while we , by thy deare losse fare ill ; That is ; while griefes doe grow the Heart to fill : For she that held all Hearts ( by her deserts ) To her entire , her Death must breake all Hearts . Ye Ladyes ( that ( aliue ) doe inly loue So much o'er-weening that doth mortall proue ) Looke not ascue , nor turne the Head aside ( As if you could no Praise but yours abide ) At these iust Praises ( Relickes of the Dead ) But learne by them to be so honoured . , , Enuy doth leaue the Enui'd at the Graue ; That Fort from Enuy should the Vertuous saue : Then ( ô ) exalt these Lauds , vnlesse you will Be rather pittied , then enuide still . Poets ( I grant ) haue libertie to giue More height to Grace , then the Superlatiue : So hath a Painter licence too , to paint A Saint-like face , till it the Saint out saint . But Truth ( which now mine Art to shaddow striues ) Makes licence larger by the grace she giues . But yet , To say thou wast the Forme , ( that is the soule ) Of all this All ; I should thee misenroule In Booke of Life ; which ( on the Earth ) they keepe That of Arts fountaines haue carowsed deepe , Nay , so I should displease and wrong thee both : For , vniust praise thou canst not chose but lothe , That lothed'st it here ; then there , more ( past compare ) For , hee 's the Soule of All by whom they are . But I may say , ( and none the same gainsayes ) Thou art the soule of this thy World of Praise ! Whose soule did animate thy small-world too To be the soule of all that here I doe . Oft haue I seene thee , ( nay I see thee yet , Whose face and manners I shall ne'er forget ) When as thine eares had heard , or eyes had seene Ought that to Vertue had offensiue beene , Thy face and brest with that faire blush o'erflow Which Modestie ( not Bashfulnesse ) doth owe . In these bold Times it 's held a Tricke too fresh Of vnbred Indians , so to paint the flesh For any cause : but , this is but th' effect Of Impudence , the Times soules chiefe affect . No Parts ( i● laudable ) at Court requir'd , But they attir'd thee in thy state retir'd : Yet thou so modestly didst act them still As that the light'st seem'd graue against their will ! What shall I say ? in thee was nought so small That was not greatly prais'd and lou'd of All ! This shewes thy Mother true vnto thy Sire , Whose worths , in loue , set all the World on fire ! Thou , his true Daughter , likewise dost the same , While thou goest through Obliuion by the flame ! The Soule a two-fold action hath ; that is , Originall , and Instrumentall ; this By Nature doth the like produce ; but that ( Meere Intellectual ) doth not generate . Though Nature yet , could not so high aspire , Thou , in thy spirit , wast like thine honor'd Sire By speciall grace of Heau'n ; for , in your Birth Such Planets met , as deckt and ioyde the Earth . But ô ! too soone the earth quite lost that Ioy ; And in that losse found infinite Annoy . Such is the staylesse state of Things below , That doe but vanish while they seeme to grow ! Beneath the Moone , all is but like the Moone , Constant in nothing but in changing soone : And so will be while they remaine beneath ; Resting from changing onely but in Death : As when the Whirle-windes ( in their wheeling play ) Pursue their Turnes , till , in their Center , they Returne into themselues : so , Nature goes On in her Course ( which first from forme arose ) Vntill this World of forme be dispossest , And Nature in the Chaos , takes her rest . That Time runs round , by this dark Riddle 's bright ; A Father hath twelue sonnes halfe blacke , halfe white , And eu'ry sonne hath thirty , which still liue ; And when their sires decease , they them reuiue : So sire and sous still die , but die in vaine ; For , still the thirty them reuiue againe , And yet these thirty eu'ry Month doe die ; Yet eu'ry Month they liue immortally ! Thus , by a Yeare ( which euermore doth raise Twelue months ( like sons ) and each month thirty dayes ) Time turnes o'er All , and All doth ouer-turne , Till in the later day himselfe shall burne ; And then Eternitie shall take his Roome , In which is nothing past , nor yet to come ; Wherein the subiect of my Song still is A glorious Angell in the height of Blisse ! Atheist , stand farre from this her sacred shrine : For , thou art foe to all that is diuine : Thou dost beleeue where ere her Corpes consumes , There perisheth her soule , which ne'er assumes The same againe : but ( ô her flesh shall rise ( As doth her fame ) aboue both death and skies . And why shoudlest thou the Resurrection doubt , When Clouds of Proofes so compasse it about ? Some write that Swallowes drown'd are in the Deepe , In Winter ; and , in Summer , rise from sleepe , The Fly in Winter , dyes ; in Summer , liues ; And , being drown'd , warme Ashes her reuiues . The Vrchin of the Sea , in pieces rent , Re-water'd , ioynes , and liues incontenent ! Each Graine that rots before the same doth spring Is a true figure of this reall thing . Each Plant , which in the Winter ( seeming ) dyes , And springs in Summer , shewes men , dead , shall rise . Say a man famisht , into Aire were past , Yet Aire shall yeeld what it receiues at last As well as Earth , and Seas shall yeeld their dead ; Though on them ( vanisht ) Wormes or Fish haue ●ed . At first , they gaue , what they did not receiue ; Then , what they take , shall they not rather giue ? He that , but with a Word , made Man of nought , Can he not raise him , dead , now he is ought ? If no : his Arme wants wonted pow'r , and length ; Or else wants knowledge to imploy his strength . But in th' Almighty none of th●se appeare , That knew our smallest Portions ere they were . If Nothing were the point from whence did rise Creation , it may be the Point likewise Of Resurrection ; but it Something is That shall be rais'd : the easier then is this . Say Men eate Men , through some hard exigent , And them conuerted haue to nutriment , Yet shall their Excrement ( how ere vnmeete ) At last yeeld vp their Relickes pure as sweet ! For , at that Day each man shall put on fresh Flesh of his owne , and not anothers flesh . And though he fed of others , that shall be Restor'd the owner , be it he or she . And Beasts of prey , that oft on Men doe feed , Doe die ; and of them Flies or Wormes doe breed . Those Flies and Wormes are often food for Fish , And they againe come often to our dish ; All this may be : and so a Man may goe Through Beasts , Fish , Fowle , and Vermine too and fro , And neuer rest , though he be dead , till he From that base Progresse lastly raised be . Yet he that w●ll knew All ere ought was made , Knowes where what ere created is , doth vade ; And , can , but with a thought re-gather it ; And make it in the proper figure knit ! For , if t' were worthy Gods Creation erst , To make Man subiect to a fall at first ; It 's farre more worthy for his powrefull hand To raise him , dead , eternally to stand : For , Death is but a sleepe : and as a Man Can wake Men , sleeping : so , th' Almightie can , Raise vp the dead so much more easily As matchlesse Pow'r doth passe Infirmitie . If Heau'n be iust , and there be Prouidence ; Then we shall rise when we are falne from hence : For , if the good , in this Life , finde but Woes , And no Ioy in the next , most curst are those . Nay , most bruit Beasts more happie are than they Who here doe most of all Watch , fast and pray . The Rod of Moses turned to a Snake , Shewes God of one thing , can another make . And shall he not ( so , faile vs in our trust ) Restore man to himselfe , when he is dust ? O Heaueus fore-fend , we should once so conceiue ; For , God can neither alter nor deceiue ! Our Bodies are his seede ; Church-yards and Graues Are all his Seed-plots , where his Seede he saues By sowing to corrupt , to rise againe Most incorrupt ; and so , by losse , to gaine . In the Cadauer , some haue thought some Bon● Retaines the Seede of Resurrection ; Which kept from rotting by th' Almighties force , Should raise , at last , the Worme-consumed Corse ! Some say , that in the Teeth that Seede doth lie , Sith Earth , Aire , Fire them hardly putrifie . But we beleeue this Seed ( and doe not doubt ) Is not within the Body , but without : For , when the Trumpe shall sound , the dead shal peep Out of their graues , as newly wakt from sleepe . By that great Pow'r that , there , asleepe them laid : Then in that Pow'r that Seede is solely staid . But , some doe say , our Bodies cannot rise From Earth to Heau'n , for that aboue the Skies No nasty Body can remaine ; because Such to the Center Nature euer drawes . Fond men ! they know not , then our Flesh shall be Not chang'd in Substance , but in Qualitie . Our Bodies shall be Heau'nly ; so they shall Agree with any place Celestiall . Our blessed Sauiours Body , once like ours , ( Saue that it could not sinne ) those heau'nly Tow'rs ; Doe now enwall : then ; in that Heau'n of blisse , Why , by his Pow'r , may ours not stay with his ? That Water hangs in th' Aire who doth not know ? And by the Load-stone heauy Iron doth so . If Nature can doe this ; what can perswade Gods Pow'r is lesse then Natures , which he made ? No , no , his Pow'r , that doth all pow'r comprise , Can flesh refine , t' inhabite ( so ) the Skies ! By which high Pow'r and his diuinest Grace There rests my Saint , as in her proper place . Her Soule there rests ; and in those heauenly Bowres Her Body shall , when it shall rise with ours . Which while ( too short a while ) it soiourn'd here , It did celestiall to all Eyes appeare . Then , may a little mending make it fit For Heau'n , that was so heau'nly out of it ! Thou wast ( rare Maide ) aliue , s' Angelicall , That , dead , thy dust is Metaphisicall . If some shall muse why I contemplate Thee Among his Praises that most praisefull be , Let if suffice them , t' was of purpose done , To praise thee , Starre , for light had of this Sunne , Within the Volume that includes his praise ( That nought includes ) so his in thine to raise : As when we laud the light the Sunne doth giue We praise the Giuer in the Gift ; and striue ( When most we praise the Taker ) to renowne The Giuers praise , for gracing so his owne : So , and none otherwise , I praise the Grace Appearing in the Soule , Limbes , Eyes , and Face Of Natures Maister-piece this goodly Maide ; Of whom all good , can neuer ill be said . If so much heau'nly Grace , and Gifts of Nature ( As Vertue , Beautie , rarest Forme and Stature ) Should not be grac'd by them they good ; then I May say , the better'd are the worse thereby : For , still th' ungratefull for a Benefit , ( Though bound ) are free from Honestie and Wit. And though the vertuous , for their Vertues sake , Looke not for praise ; but striue it to forsake , ( To keepe them humble ) yet each vertuous Wit Should honour Vertue for selfe-benefit . And sith Posteritie doth light receiue To runne to Honor by the Lines we leaue From Vertue drawne ; we should be drawing still The Lines that ( drawing ) lead vp Honors Hill . The Highest Pow'r and Grace , by oath , hath vow'd To honour them ( among the multitude Of Men and Angels ) that are good ; then she That was so good , of both must honour'd be ! Celestiall Maide , if from the heau'nly Spheare , What Mortals doe , thou canst or see , or heare , Be not displeas'd that my vntutor'd Penne Should teach thy praise , to teach all Maides and Men The way to Honor : nor , that in its Mouth ( That oft doth fable ) it should take this Truth . I was thy Teacher , though ( vnworthy ) I Might ( old ) learne of thee ( young ) to liue and die . Yet sith it is th' Oblation of my zeale , Which I doe offer for the Common-weale In thy deare Memory ; thou wilt ( I hope ) Acquite me from Presumption ; sith my scope Was but thy glory , and the Peoples good , Which in great light , goe right in likelihood . I must confesse a Priest of Phebus , late , Vpon like Text so well did meditate , That with a sinlesse Enuy I doe runne In his Soules Progresse , till it all be DONNE . But , he hath got the start in setting forth Before me , in the Trauell of that WORTH : And me out-gone in Knowledge eu'ry way Of the Soules Progresse to her finall stay . But his sweet Saint did vsher mine therein ; ( Most blest in that ) so , he must needs beginne ; And read vpon the rude Anatomy Of this dead World ; that , now , doth putrifie . Yet greater Will , to this great Enterprise ( Which in great Matters solely doth suffice ) He cannot bring than I : nor , can ( much lesse ) Renowne more Worth than is in WORTHINES ! Such were they both : for , such a worthy PAIRE ( Of louely vertuous Maides , as good as faeire ) Selfe - Worthinesse can scarse produce , sith they Liu'd like Celestiall Spirits , immur'd in Clay ! And if all-powerfull Loue can All performe , That in it hath rare Matter , or like Forme , Then should my Lines haue both so'accomplished , As from the Graue to Heauen should draw the Dead : Or , with h●r Taper-pointed-beaming Name , Naile her to Heau'n , and in Heau'n clench the same ! Hold Muse , no more : ( thou hast too large a scope , To proue thy Pinnions : for , the Heau'nly Coape Infolds no more ) and take thy leaue anon Of Her thou ne'er shalt leaue to muse vpon . Thou maist be tir'd ; but ne'er canst flye about The Inside of her praise , much lesse the out . Then stouping here , with reuerence , griefe and loue , Bid her adue ; and , with that bidding , moue Thy selfe to teares ; but , if thou canst not so , Shew thy selfe willing by the dryest woe : For , neuer had I greater cause of griefe ; Sith while she liu'd , I ioy'd , in painefull life : But now , am left all solitary-sad To waile her death , whose life made Sorrow glad ! O! had it pleas'd the Heau'ns , by their Decree , T' haue made my Pupill learn'd t' haue dide of mee , ( And mine example ) I had beene at rest , And she liue blessed long , to dye as blest . I , like a wither'd Pine , no fruit produce ; Of whom there is no Care , no hope , no vse . I burden but the Earth , and keepe a place Of one ( perhaps ) that should haue greater grace : Opprest with Cares that quite crush out the Sappe That feeds my Life ; now throwne off Natures Lappe . I solely sit , and tell the saddest houres , That euer yet impeached vitall powres . Obscur'd by Fate , yet made a Marke by fame ; Whereat fooles , often , shoote their Bolts , in game . Yet , liue as buried ( that I learn'd of thee Deare Pupill ) while the World goes ouer mee . Praying for patience still to vnder-ly The heauie waight of this Worlds iniurie . Oft haue I beene enbozomed by Lords ; But all the warmth I found there , was but Words . And though I scarse did moue , yet scarse they would There let me lie , though there I lay acold ; But , as I had some biting Vermine bin , Out must I , mou'd I but for warmth therein . Or els so lie , as I were better out ; Sith there I lay as dead , yet liu'd in doubt : In doubt I should haue nothing but a place In th' outward Roome but of their Idle Grace . In doubt black mouths should blot me in their Bookes That make few Schollers ; and in doubt my Hookes Would hold no longer to hang on ( ô Griefe ! ) This hanging's worse then hanging of a Theefe ! An Halter loone abridgeth bale and breath ; But hanging on mens sleeues , is double death . To hang in hope of that which doubt doth stay Is worse then hanging till the later-DAY . Doubt stayes that meede that merit hopes for , oft , Lest Meede should but make Merit looke aloft ; Or , quite leaue working , sith it hath no neede ; Therefore the great doe still with-hold this Meede : For , to them selues they say ; If we should fill The well-deseruing-empty ( working still ) They would but rest : than , well wee 'l them intreat Yet keepe them hungry still to worke for meat . Fate , but to State this priuiledge affords ; And but the meane , without meanes , worke for words . Yet worke they must , sith Aire the great doe giue : For , if they haue their hate they cannot liue . Their Loue doth little boote ; but ô their breath Blowes downe , in hate , a poore Relict to death . These miseries I ranne through , and did trye These deare Conclusions but in miserie ; Hoping for that which but my hopes deceiu'd ; And me of hope and life , almost , bereau'd . Till I ( to stand ) from these was faine to fall To serue two Lords that serue me , now , withall : The one immortall , th' other mortall is : Who serue my turne for what my life doth misse Which , for it 's still amisse , still misseth that Which makes men gracious , and ( so ) fortunate : But he , who knowes all , knowes ( perhaps ) it's best For me to liue with little , in vnrest : For , neuer since I first could moue , had I A better life than those that ( liuing ) dye . I neuer yet possest one day of ioy That was not lin'd or hem'd with some annoy . The Kingly Preacher in his weale found woe ; But I in thwarts , for those alone I know . These made me old in youth : for , Sol had runne Scarse thirty yeeres before my dayes were done ; And to his course ere fiue more added were , Blacke Daies ( like Nights ) in gray had dide my Haire . Yet neuer Crosse on me so sad did sit As this deare losse ; whereof this benefit To me acrewes , that ( now ) each pressing woe Stands farre without this , and this keepes them so . I say I greatly grieue ; yet seeme to faine : For , great griefes neuer greatly could complaine : That is , when Sorrowes floud the Banckes doth fill , It noiselesse runnes , and smoothly glideth still : But if the Current once the Brimmes get o'er , T will roughly runne ; or , stopt , will rage and rore . But , ô , that tyrant Time will silence me Before my griefes are vtter'd as they be : Farewell then , my griefes Cause , who wast th' effect Of all the ioy my life did well elect : Farewell , in Him , on whom who sares is well ; And , while I liue , I le be the leading-Bell That shall thy lowdest Peales of prayses ring Which in the Clouds shall ne'er leaue ecchoing ! Or , be the Trumpet of thy Fame to fill Th' Aetheriall Lofts with Straines more lofty still ! That when Times wings his Funerall flame consumes Thy Fame shall soare with faire vnsinged Plumes !
An Epitaph on the death of the right vertuous Lady Liegh ; sole Daughter of the same right Honourable , Lord Elesmere , Lord Chancellor of England : which Lady deceased the third day of Aprill , Anno Dom. 1612. HEre dead shee lies ; who while aliue she was , was Graces Inne ; Wits Home , and Vertues Rest : Whose WORTH was of true Worthinesse a Masse : yet well proportion'd for her humble Brest . A Wise and Mother ! as it 's hard to say , whose losse was great'st , her childrens , or her phoares : To eyther wisely kinde ; to each a stay ; that made one , loue ; the other , loue and feare . To her all-honour'd Sire , she was as deare , as she was vertuous ; which was as the bloud In his Hearts Center ; which to him is neare ; yet dearer held his flesh in one so good ! Who dide ( as liue she did ) in grace and peace , more laden with good-deeds then idle-dayes : Leauing her worth ( for worthinesse increase ) for Wiues vnborne , to imitate and praise . Who had at once , two Husbands ; yet she liu'd of Wisely truth a constant Paragon : One Husband heauenly was ; who hath depriu'd the Earthly of her , for himselfe alone . Yet , yer he had her , bought her with his Bloud : But , with her , bought a World of Womanhood ! Then , maugre Time , & Death these Lines , tho weake , May leade all Times all good of her to speake ! Here Muse , now close the Paper-tombes of these Two vertuous Soules , and Bodyes ; Aunt and Neece . with this , A good Name is better then a good Ointment : and the day of death , then the day that one is borne . Eccles. 7.3 .
The Picture of an happy Man . HOw blest is he ( though euer crost ) that can all Crosses Blessings make ; That findes himselfe ere he be lost ; and , lose that found for Vertues sake . Yea , blest is he in life and death , that feares not Death , nor loues this Life ; That sets his Will his Wit beneath ; and hath continuall peace in strife . That striueth but with fraile-Desire ; desiring nothing that is ill ; That rules his Soule by Reasons Squire ; and workes by Wisedomes Compasse still . That nought obserues , but what preserues his minde and body from offence : That neyther Courts nor Seasons serues : and learnes without experience . That hath a Name as free from blot as Vertues Brow ; or , as his life Is from the least suspect or spot , although he liues without a Wife . That doth ( in spight of all debate ) possesse his Soule in Patience ; And pray , in loue for all that hate ; and hate but what doth giue Offence . Whose Soule is like a Sea , too still , that rests , though mou'd ; yet , mou'd ( at least ) With loue and hate of good and ill , to whaft the Minde the more to Rest. That singly doth , and doubles not ; but is the same he seemes ; and is Still , simply so , and yet no Sot ; but yet not knowing ought amisse . That neuer Sinne concealed keepes ; but shewes the same to God , or moe ; Then euer for it sighes and weepes ; and ioyes , in Soule , for grieuing so . That , by himselfe , doth others mete ; and , of himselfe , still meekely deemes ; That neuer sate in Scorners Seate ; but , as himselfe , the worst esteemes . That loues his body for his Soule ; Soule , for his Minde ; his Minde for God ; God , for himselfe ; and doth controule CONTENT , if It with him be odde . That to his Soule , his Sense subdues ; his Soule , to Reas'n ; and Reas'n to Faith : That Vice in Vertues shape eschewes ; and both , by Wisedome , rightly waigt'h . That rests in action , acting nought but what is good in deed and shew ; That seekes but God within his thought , and thinkes but God to loue and know . That all vnseene , sees All , ( like Him ) and makes good vse of what he sees ; That notes the tracts and trickes of Time , and flees with th' one , the other flees . That liues too low for Enuies lookes ; and yet too high for loth'd Contempt ; Who makes his Friends Good-men , and Bookes , and nought without them doth attempt . That liues as dying ; liuing yet in death , for life he hath in hope : As far from State , as sinne , and debt ; of happie life the meanes and scope . That feares no frownes , nor cares for fawnes of Fortunes fauorits , or foes , That neither checkes with Kings , nor Pawnes ; and yet still winnes what Checkers lose . That euer liues a light to All , ( though oft obscured ) like the Sunne : And though his Fortunes be but small , yet Fortune doth not seeke nor shunne . That neuer lookes but grace to finde ; " nor seekes for knowledge to be knowne : That makes a Kingdome of his Minde , wherein , with God , he raignes alone . This Man is great with little state , Lord of the World Epitomiz'd : Who , with staid Front , out-faceth Fate ; and , being emptie , is suffic'd : Or , is suffic'd with little ; sith ( at least ) He makes his Conscience a continuall Feast .
This Life is but Death . THogh Fire by warmth cheers life ; great heat brings death ; though good Aire life detaines ; bad , life defines : Though Water stayes our thirst , it stops our breath ; though fruitfull Earth doth feede ; the barren , pines . Too-much o'er-fils ; too-little , feebles life : Wealth wants not Cares ; & Want , wants all but Cares : Solenesse , brings sadnesse ; Company , but strife ; and sodaine Ioyes doe kill , as well as feares . Meane mirth , is rationall ; extreame , is mad ; no good so good , but here it 's mixt with ill : Nay , too much goodnesse is exceeding bad ; yea , bad , if blinde it be , is true Good-will : And , saue the High'st , our highest gaine is losse ; Then , life 's but death where al things are so crosse .
True Wealth . THat Grace that neyther wonders , grieues , nor ioyes at Fortunes vtmost , seeking but to finde What Bounty ( still in action ) best imployes ; nor wailes the want that beggers not the Minde : That neyther , grieuing , sighes ; nor , ioying , sings : that shines most glorious , in most gloomy dayes ; Pleas'd with the state her owne endeuour brings ; that droupes not with defame ; nor swels with praise : That scornes Disdaine , disdaining nought but vice ; and Greatnesse rates by Goodnesse : doing nought But good for ill ; and that for auarice of goodnesse onely ; by her onely sought : That Time and Wealth well spent , doth not deplore : This is that Wealth , without which Wealth is poore .
An Angel-like Man . HE which ( prouokt ) endures , as borne to beare ; and lookes alike in greatest weale and woe ; That so loues good , that ill he nought doth feare ; and ebbes in Minde when Fortunes most doe slow . That bounds Desire with lesse than he enioyes : ( for , onely nothing's lesse then Nature needes ) That holds all Vertues deare ; all else but toyes ; and , meekely , scowres Prides rust , from his bright deeds . That 's better than hee seemes , yet seemes the best : but , without scandall , seekes to seeme the worst : That , quell'd with Crosses , thinkes him highly blest ; and , for the Blisse of all , would dye accurst : In summe : that would doe all that All should do For loue of All : this Man 's an Angell too .
A sicke Mindes Potion for all in Tribulation in Body : or for the sauing of their Soule . THou that dost ioy or grieue beneath the waight of his deare Crosse , who dide on 't for thy sake , View and reuiew these Lines with more delight then Patients doe the Potions which they take : How ere they sense displease , they wholesome be ; so wholesome , as they often whole doe make : So may this Potion worke the like in thee : My Muse desires to make it griefe expell ; And , all shee seekes , is but to take it well . Yet this I doe as oft the sicke doe talke of Health ; not for they haue , but would haue it ; So , I exhort to Patience , though I balke her Way ; and onely wish the same to hit : Yet , as a sicke Physitian soone may finde a Potion for anothers Passion fit : So may a sicke Minde cure a sicker Minde : No Mind more sicke then mine ; yet well I know What 's good for Mindes so ill ; and , that I show . The Soule that sins , vnplagu'd , wilde quickly growes , as Trees vnprun'd ; and , but sowre fruit produce ; The heau'nly Planter then , no cost bestowes , but it abandons as vnfit for vse . Why weep'st thou then , sad soule ? what thou endur'st a blessing is , no beating for abuse : Or , if it be , sith it thy selfe procur'st , Thy patient bearing this thy Sourge ( or Crosse ) Doth make it score lesse ; nay , thy Score doth crosse Regard not then thine anguish , in the Rod ; but , in thy Fathers Will what place thou hast : If thou wilt share the pleasures of thy God , then , of his Cup thou must , with pleasure , taste . The Oxe assign'd for slaughter well is fed , and lies at ease ; while others labour fast , And still are yokt , tyr'd , prickt , and punished . " Not all that stroke are friends , nor foes that strike ; " but strokes that maime from eyther , we mislike . The Wounds , a friend doth giue , are sweeter farre than suger'dst Kisses of a fraudfull foe : The first , oft make ; the last , more often marre ; for , Surgions Bands doe pinch , to solder so : Who bindes the Mad , or wakes the Lethargicke , how ere he seemes , thereby , t' awake their woe ; Yet , he to both's a friendly Empericke . " Seueritie is Mercy oftentimes , " And Mildnesse cruell , that increaseth Crimes . To weane vs from this World , an vnkinde Nurse , God ( onely good and wise ) annoints her Teates With Gall of troubles , spights , and what is worse ; and as a Mother well her Childe entreates ; But makes her Seruants vse it ill ; that so finding of all , saue her , but blowes and threates , It may to her , the much more willing , goe : So , God permits that All should vs molest , That we may flye to Him , and loue him best . The flatt'rings of the World , the Flesh , the Fiend , are but the kisses of worst Enemies ; And though the Fiend to Heau'n seemes to ascend , like Ioues owne Bird that nestles in the Skies ; Yet is he but a greedy Bird that towres to Heau'n , while on the Earth he nearely pryes , To watch his Prey , whereon forthwith he poures : For , he but seemes in Vertue to excell ; And flyes to Heau'n , to beare his Prey to Hell . Out of close-Prison , and much closer Chaines many doe trauell ; but , their Iourneyes end An endlesse Kingdome is ; whose greatest Paines are endlesse Ioyes ; these sincke , but to ascend , Vnlike the Fiend that mounts , to fall more low ; and , ruine that , on which he doth descend ; But , low these stoupe , to shunne an Ouer-throw : " To beare high Sailes in Tempests , is to haue " Our Keele turn'd vp with eu'ry Gust and Waue . If Crosses heauie be ; ô yet ( at least ) they make the Soule as sober as discreet : If we be fellowes of our Lords vnrest , we shall be of his rest and comforts sweete : He wounds ; but h●s are wounds but of a Friend , that in no fortune once from vs will fleete ; And lanceth but ●o cure , and make vs mend : " I● is a Payne , that 's free from all annoy , " To die with torment still to liue in ioy . He that had seene iust Ioseph in his Chaynes ; in Sackcloth Mordocheus ( his Iyb●t nie ) Susanna going to her mortall Paines , would haue bewail'd their infortunitie : But , had he knowne that Ioseph should be rid from Giues to Rule ; ●nd Mardochs ieopardy Conclude in Honor , as Sasannaes did , He would haue though them blest in great mishap , sith so great Comfort was the after-clap . So much the Fiend shall tempt , when thou dost doat ▪ as shall enforce ●hy minde to minde her m●sse : If Christ we serue , Affliction is our Coa●e ; his Crosse , our Badge , to make vs knowne for his : His nakednesse , how we should cloath vs , shewes ; his Gall , how we should feed on Agonies : B'his hanging on the Crosse , how to repose : And by his Death ( wherein all paines were ri●e ) How to esteeme the pleasures of this life . Worlds - weale's our woe ; and yet we will not see 't : young Toby walkt securely in the Mire : But at the Riuer when he washt his Feete , a Fish was like to swallow him entire . He that , on paine of life , must watch the Foe , wakes best when he is neer'st Afflictions fire ; But , on the Bed of ease he doth not so : In this Worlds hell , if ease be good for ought , It 's Poësie ; yet too much makes it nought . Besides , the better minde , the worse is tempted : Pirats to charge the emptie Ship , forbeare , But richly laden , and from feare exempted , they charge it home , and giue it cause of feare : Euen so the Fiend , while we are void of Grace , le ts not our Voyage , but our Helme doth steare : But when we take in truest Goods apace , With Stormes of troubles then he seekes to reaue Vs of our fraight ; and , o'er Bourd vs to heaue . Of Ioseph , Beniamin was loued best ; in his Sacke , therefore , Iosephs Cup was found : So doth the Cup Christ dranke of , euer rest with those to whom his loue doth still abound : On Beds of Roses lyes Lasciuiousnesse , which Vertue hates , sith she corrupts the sound ; But Vertue liues , too oft ; in all distresse : For , she respects not Fortune ; nor disdaines To lie with those , that often lye in Chaines . When God had praised Iob , the Fiend straight praid that he might proue him with Affliction : And when the heau'nly Voyce , of Christ , had said ; This is my deare , and wel-beloued Sonne , He , in the Desert , was , soone after , tride . " They finde most Lets that most aright doe runne ; " And they left Rubs that most doe runne aside : " But , straight to runne , dispight each spightfull Let , " Doth Glory gaine , while Shame the rest doe get . When holy Dauid did his People count , a great Mortalitie his Coasts did scowre : But when Augustus did this Sinne surmount , taxing the World ( by his vsurped Pow'r ) He ne'er was with least Punishment annoid : So , Ionas , fly'ing , a Whale did him deuoure , While Pagan-Passengers a Calme enioy'd : But , though the Whale did Ionas ( so ) enioy , He swallow'd , but to saue , and not destroy . And as a Scarre a Sonne takes in the Face in his Sires quarrell , though the Face it marres ; Yet it procures the Fathers loue and grace , and so gets glory by such gracelesse scarres : So , God desirous more to haue vs kinde than comely Children , thrusts vs in his Warres , As we were but to fire and sword assign'd : He takes more pleasure in the great'st annoyes We haue for him , then in our ghostly ioyes . Each Danger , for our Mistresse , vnder-tane , seemes most secure ; and pleasant , deadli'st paine : The Wounds both for & from her ( though but bane ) seeme honied-sweet ; and losse , for her , is gaine : The colours that she likes ; we most doe loue : her words , meere Oracles ; her spot , no staine ; Her actions , Patternes , ours to shape and proue : All her perfections past Superlatiues ; And imperfections , least Diminutiues . And shall we doe and thinke all this , and more , but for a shade of Beautie ; and endure Nothing for Beauties Substance ? nor adore the CREATOR but in the Creäture ? O! t is a shame that Reas'n should be so mad in men of minde : for loue ( if it be true ) Will most affect what 's rarest to be had . " The Obiect of true Loue is greatest GOOD ; " If lesse she loues , it ill is vnderstood . With our Soules Eye , if Christ , our peace be view'd ▪ true loue shall see a Soule-afflicting sight ; His head with bloud ( that thornes do broach ) imbrude ; his Eares , with Blasphemies ; his Eyes , with Spight : His Mouth , with gall ; his Members all , with wounds ; his Heart , with griefe ; and all in all vnright : Yea , so vnright , as Iustice quite confounds : Yet , mans Ingratitude doth griue him more Then all these Plagues , as manifold as sore . And , ô , for whom doth he the same endure ? for Man , begot in filth ; in darkenesse , form'd ; With throwes , brought forth ; & brought forth most vnpure , whose child-hood's but a dreame , with pains enorm'd , His youth , but rage ; his man-hood , ceaselesse fight ; his Age , meere sicknesse , all his life vnsure : And , worst of all , his death is full of fright . This , this is he , for whom Heau'ns God endures All shame and paine , that paine and shame procures . W' are no where safe , where we may fall to sinne ; in Heau'n , nor Paradise ; with men much lesse : In Heau'n fell Angels ; Paradise within , the first man fell , throgh whom , all men transgresse : In the World Iudas , from his Lord did fall : so no place can defend from Wretchednesse , But he that place confines , and holds vp All : For who from worse to better fals , he may From better fall to worse , without his stay . If Crosses trauerse not our Comforts , then we ought to crosse our selues as many did That were Men Angel-like ; or , Gods with men ; who hardly liu'd , in Dens and Deserts hid : Fed little , and slept lesse ; in Sacke-cloth clad ; to minde them that to mourne they here were bid ; So , chose fo●d , place and suite as suites the sad : To sing in Babilon , being Abrahams Seede , Is to forget our Bondage and our Creede . Heau'n is our natiue Home , our Canaan ; Earth's but the shade of Death , or vale of Teares : Then mirth in place of moaue , but kils a man : at point of Death hee 's mad that Musicke neares : Therefore those Saints , ( discreete , sad , ●ob●r Soules ) reiected all that Sense to Life ende●r●s ; And liue ( as buried quicke in ●aues ) lik● Mo●es . " I● Weapons l●s●e doe w●und th●n s●arpe●t praise , " Les●e hu●ts lamenting , then the Syrens ●ayes . And as Men longing , at Noone-day , to see the Lamps of Heau'n , descend into a Well As deepe as darke ▪ that so their sight may be the more contracted , smallest Stars to tell : So , pious m●n , that faine would fixe their Eyes , still on the Stars ( the Saints in Heauen that dwell ) Descend ( in Earth ) to low'st Obscurities : " For , to a louing Soule all labour 's sweet " That tends ( although in Hell ) her Loue to meet . Low is our Way ; but , our Home most sublime : if home we wou●d , th●n this low Way is best , Which yet , growes steepe ●omewhere , and hard to climbe ; yet , Loue o'ercomes it , & eternall Rest : Vaine pleasures are like Gold throwne in our Way ; and , while to gather it , we stoupe , at least , It let 's vs , and our Iudgements doth betray : But if on Heau'n our mindes be altogether , Nothing shall let our Bodyes going thither . Which way goe you saith Christ to those that stray ? I am the WAY ▪ and whither will you wend ? I am the TRVTH : or else where will you stay ? I am the LIFE : that is , your Iournyes end . Now if this Way doe lead o'er steepes and plaines , If this Truth teach vs , rising , to descend , If this Life be not got but with our paines , Then , wo to them that laugh , sith weepe should al ; And blessed they that weepe ; for , laugh they shall . We should be , therefore , like th' Egytian Dogs , that drinke of Nilus running , lest they should By staying much , to drinke like greedy Hogs , the Crocodile might haue them , so , in hold : Nature doth teach them , reas'nlesse , what to doe : then , shall not grace worke much more manifold With humane Creatures , that diuine are too ? It should : then , we are mad , or reason lacke , to quench our thirst of hauing with our wracke . What is 't to haue much more than Nature needes ; but , to haue more then Nature well can beare : Like one that 's deadly drunke , or ouer-feedes , whose excesse makes his Death excessiue cheare ! Enough , then , should be better then a feast , sith more is mortall , howsoeuer deare ; For , Nature cannot well so much digest . " Much lesse then little ( onely ) makes her grutch ; " Enough maintaines her better than too much . Besides ; in vs , Sinne is more odious growne , then in the Diuell : for , his was but one sinne : Ours , numberlesse : his , yer Reuenge was knowne ; ours , when we knew it ; and might fauor winne : In Innocence created , sinned he ; but we , when to 't we had restored bin : In malice he , of God forsooke ; but we when GOD recall'd vs to his sauing - Grace : He damn'd , we sau'd : yet were in worser Case ▪ For we were sau'd in possibilitie ; but he condemn'd ; so , could not saued be : He sinn'd gainst one that him did straitly tye ; but we ( worse f●ends ) gainst one that made vs free : Against one he , that doom'd him second-death ; but , we gainst one that dide for vs : so , he Sinn'd lesse than we ; which Hope quite banisheth , Did not the time we liue in , stirre vs ( thrals ) To call for Grace , that comes , if griefe but cals . He that of Sinne , doth know the large extent and Hell of Hels the Soule incurres thereby , Shall little feele his Bodyes punishment , though he , in life , a thousand d●athes should dye : Which borne with Patience , for his Sauiours loue , quite abrogate his pass'd impietie : And future sinnes and paines from him , doth shoue : " Immortall paines , extreame in qualitie , " Annihilate all mortals quantitie ! Our Faith , in the beginning , thinne was sowne in the afflicti'on , shame , and death of Christ : And then with Martyrs Bloud t' was ouer-flowne ; nor , can it grow ( or prosper ) to the high'st Without showres , ceaslesse , gushing from their wounds : then , what art thou , that soone thy Faith deni'st For feare of death , that but thy Iudge confounds ▪ O! I am he , the frail'st of flesh and bloud , That liues for ill , and feares to die for good ! Yet for Christ t' is more glory to be crost , then of him to be crown'd an earthly King : The last may be , by chance or Treason , lost : but , from the Crosse , immortall Crownes doe spring : To be in glory may proceede of Grace without the glorifide his meriting : But well-borne Crosses alter ( quite ) the case . " Vertue consists in doing hardest things ; " And , vicious Fooles haue too too oft beene Kings . Who suffers straight , hath but one victorie ; but , he that alwayes doth encounter paine , And yet o'er-throwes the strong'st Extremitie , is crowned eu'ry day , and still shall raigne : And what is Death but our best earthly friend , which kils our Flesh , our deadliest enemy ? So , friendly is both to and in the end . Then Crauen , why doe I so flye his force , That saues me when he makes my corps a corse ! For , if the pining of the body be the pampring of the Soule ; than , must this friend , ( That , with his paines makes vertuous Soules to flye where they are pamper'd without meane or end ) Be still embrac'd , no● fled : but , ô fraile flesh this dying doctrine doth but thee offend , That hold'st it most erronious , fond , and fresh : Thou canst not poise these treasures of the Sp'rit ; for , they are waighty and , thou art too light ! Thou must haue all that may thy Senses charme with sweete , as most effeminate , delights ; And fly'st from Death to honied pleasures swarme ; yea , follow'st them in their vnconstant flights : Austeritie , nor canst , nor wilt thou brooke , sith it quite mortifies thy liuely sp'rits ; And , for thy life , still put'st thee to thy Booke : But , thou dost long for all that makes thee light , As well within , as ( gawdy still ) in sight . Mean while thou burn'st to nought with flames of sin : for , as the Lightnings flash , although it spares The painted sheath , it melts the Blade within ; ( which is the thing more worthy ) so it fares With sinnes pernitious fire-flash : for , it leaues the goods and body sound : but , vnawares , The Soule , more pretious , it of life bereaues : " But , who to spare a Thing of nought , will spend " Gods Goape ( his Soule ) hee 's mad , & cannot mend Many ( though Princes ) poore , are in their store ; in Honors , abiect ; malecontent , in mirth : Their flesh , selfe - frailtie ; their spirits , basely poore ; their Soule 's the sinck● of all the sinnes on Earth ; The Moths of Man-kinde sores of Sou'raigntie ; vnhappily-happie in their base-high Birth ; Who liue like Monsters , and like Diuels dye : " The rich , possesse ; the meeke , the Earth enioy : " For they haue most , that haue the lest annoy . Looke in the Graues , suruey the Emperours , Kings , Dukes , and Worthies of the Ages past ; Then looke on those whom life and death obscures ; ( poore Beggers ) tell me then , who 's first , who last ; Who rich , who poore , who faire , foule , high , or low : but , if thou canst when burnt be diuers Woods , Their Ashes well distinguish ; then , maist thou distinguish of their bodyes , states , and blouds . Then wherefore waigh we so our Flesh ( misled ) That 's light as vanitie aliue , and dead ? And life , at best , is but a golden sleepe , lin'd but with siluer , or more earthly dreames ; Or else a Tragedie ( that moues to weepe ) of ceaselesse troubles , and most dire Extreames ; A passing but from life is life ; for , still in stay'ing , it goes ; yet vnlike Water-streames , That , running , stay alike , by Natures skill : Streames , running , rest the same , and not the same ; But , still vnlike , doth burne our vitall-flame . Things future , are beginning endlesly ; Things present , euer ending ; and Things past Quite dead or done : for , while we liue , w● dye ; and , dead , we liue : so life is first and last : Then , better dye to life , than liue to death ; for , mortall-life ( in Death ) but time doth waste : And Death doth gaine of ●ime he shorteneth : Who , for our good , our bodyes still assailes ; And frees our Soules by ruining their Iayles . It is but Natures necessary wracke : then let vs make it voluntarie , that Is necessary ; and still bowe our Backe vnder the burden of our common state With all alacritie ; and giue to God his owne ; which were most damn'd to alienate , Sith he , of Dolor● , paid for it , his lode . Then , it were Sacriledge not to restore That which he made & lent , and bought , and more ▪ Death 's dreadfull but to those that know him not ; to those that know him well , hee is not so : The Old , before their faces him haue got ; the young , behinde ; while he doth all o'erthrow ▪ Acquaintance with the Warres , estrangeth feare ; they dread not waues at Sea , though high they goe , that vs'd are to them , ( though they all orebeare ) And with them fight in front , or in the reare : Then , not to feare Death , is with him to be Familiar made ; and , bring Sense vnder lee . The Pilot , while he is his Ship to guide , sits at the Stearne ; for , there he most preuailes : And , so the vertuous ( maugre winde and Tyde ) when through this stormy Sea of life he sailes , Sits at the Stearne ; that is , lifes hinder-piece ; where he , in Tempests ( bearing lowest Sailes ) Conducts it safely to the Port of Peace : " To beare high sailes , and still forbeare the helme , " Is Ship , and Fraight ( so ) quite to ouer-whelme . Death is the doore , whereby we must goe out of straitest Bonds to freest Libertie ; Then as the Pris'ner that of Death doth doubt , yet waites the while for his deliuery , Most ioyes in sitting at the Prison dore , that , when it 's op'ned , he may instantly Get out , t' enioy his freedome , as before : So should our Thoughts be fixt on lifes last steppe , To which we soone may iump , but not o'er-leape ▪ Thoughts mortifide the ashes are , wherein the fire of Vertue , being rak'd vp close , The longer lasts , and greater heate doth winne , to kindle courage in our cold dispose , That when Death comes , and those shall be vnrak't we may reioyce our flame so freely goes Vnto her Spheare ; then should it not be slack't In Chimney of our flesh , where it doth lye , Like to be quencht with our iniquitie . And , as a floud that from a mountaines top , doth ( rowling ) run , with strange ▪ as ceaslesse , noise ; And ouer many cr●ggy ▪ Le ts doth hop , till in the Val● beneath , it rest enioyes : So , fares it with our life ; which we beginne with ceaslesse out-cryes , for our felt annoyes ; Then downe Times houres we run , through lets & sin , Till in the end we rest in vale of Death , To which we blow our selues by spending breath . Then Death 's our rest ▪ for , since the same hath past through lifes pure Veynes , or rather Lords of life , Of the least bittern●sse it hath no taste ; but , freshest sweetnesse therein still is rife ▪ It is the vertuous peacefull Paradise ; but , to the vicious , t is a World of strife : For , nought is plagu'd in Death , but mortall Vice : Then he may well be stil'd a Martyrs Peere , That vertuous Death doth rather seeke than feare . Death to a Thiefs's compar'd ; who , if he findes the Man , he meanes to rob , vpon his guard , He speakes him faire ; else him he bindes and blindes : so , Death is kinde to those for him prepar'd : But , curst to them , that , carelesse , spend their breath : for , all that watch for him , he doth reward With endlesse Life ; the rest , with double death : But , they that dye for Vertue or good note , Though he o'er-throw them , yet they cut his throate ! And why should his worst looke more irke , or feare a Man resolu'd that he can dye but once : Goliah bought a little Stone as deare as Sampson did the House that chrusht his bones : And , from a Chaire to fall , the Necke can breake as well as falling high , as Thunder-stones ▪ And , all is but one Death , ( bee ●t strong or weake ) Deaths sharpest sting , the Heart but enters in , Which dyes with that , and so t' will with a pinne . Why grudge we then , t' endure for endlesse life that , for vaine-glory , freely we endure ? Repine we not to dye in damned strife , and , grudge to dye to make our life secure ? Is Death so sweete , when it the Diu'll commands ; and when God wils it , is the same to sow'r ? What manhood 's this , whereon ▪ now , manhood stands ? O ougly valor ( if it valor be ) To flee to death ; yet , fearing , life to flee . Liue well , and , so , dye well , perhaps , we may ; but liue still , and not dye , we neuer can : Life is not short , that , soone , goes well away ; and , longest life Truth calleth but a spanne : He dyeth old ( though young ) that well doth die : and Life well lost is better then ill wanne ; For , so to winne we lose eternally : Then , what can counteruaile eternall losse ? Nothing that is ; no Patience beares that crosse . If we for vertue doe our life forgoe our Pitcher's broken o'er the fountaine-head , From whence , what fill'd it , came ; and , where doth flow the Aqua vitae , that reuiues the dead : Our liquor is not lost , but runne into the proper Fount , by Nature thither lead , And heau'nly Grace assisting Nature too : Our life 's a war , where patience guards from losse : Our Captaine , Christ ; our Standard is his Crosse ! But , seemes God long , thy labours to content ; the more forborne , the more will be thy meede : He takes on Intrest what before he lent : and , takes delight t'o'er-guerdon each good-deed : If in our Vs'ry , then , we wish delay ; feare we the Lord of All should fall to neede , That , on his Bond , we dare not giue him Day ? And , shall we trust a Merchant , that may breake ; More than that King , of whom all Kings do seeke ? Admit thou should'st be rackt to straine the Truth , ( though Racks are made the truth to gaine not strain ) Yet , if thou her beleeue , let ne'er thy mouth deny it for the cracking of a veyne ▪ We owe so much to Truth ▪ as should we pay the reall debt , to vs should nought remaine ; No , not our liues , which must , for her , away : For , God and Truth are Relatiues . Not so : For , God is Truth ; then , for him All must goe . If Truth-pretending Turkes or Infidels should on our Plagues , which we for her endure , Triumph ; and make our Paines so many Hels , alas ▪ ( poore Soules ! ) they ( so ) doe but procure Their owne perdition : for , that God we serue is God of vengeance ; and the same will poure On Good-pretenders that so ill deserue ▪ " To be for truth reprocht ; yea , p●agu'd , or slaine , " Is to be glorious , free from Death and paine . The red-hot It'n into the Water throwne , thunders therein , as if it did it harme , Yet , so , the force of burning's ouer-throwne ; the while the Water , cold before , is warme : Like Thundrings Tyrants vse , in eu'ry Age , who , though against the Truth themselues they arme ; And with the bloud of Martyrs quench their Rage , Yet all their triumph 's nothing but the noise Of their owne quenching , and the Martyrs Ioyes , Then , if they shew vs Honors , Gold , or Iemmes , t' intice vs to their Faith ; they shall but shew The Lion Chaffe , which ( chasing ) he contemnes : and if with Torments then , they vs pursue ; The Salamander they but threat with fire ; which makes her rather to reioyce then rue : So , that the worst they can doe , we desire : Then , through the Red-sea of our bloud , thus shed , Vnto Heau'ns Holy-Land we soon'st are led . Saints on the Earth resemble Babes dead borne ; that are no sooner borne , but borne they be Vnto their graues ; so , straight to Ashes turne : but Tyrants ( Viper-like ) doe liue to ●ee Their own Confusion ; and the death of those which they haue martyr'd : so , from death , made free ; And , manumiz'd from this Worlds mortall woes . The first , are borne to dye , to liue in ioy ; The last , to liue , to dye in all annoy . When Theeues an house doe breake , to rob by night ; ( sith t is a Worke of darknesse ) first , they will ( That they may not be knowne ) put out the light ; and so the good are handled by the ill Lights of the World the Good are said to be ; but bad-men ( Sonnes of darknesse ) put out still Those lights , lest men their darkest deedes should see ; For , all that euill doe , the Light doe lothe : So , loue they darknesse ; and , doe darkly both . Vnto the light it 's no reproch at all though Bats and Owles abhorre it ; nor , is it Disgrace to Wisedome , if but Ideots shall condemne the same for Polly : they want Wit : To iudge of Wisedome , which is too too bright for men to looke on that in darknesse sit ; To iudge of coulors , blinde-men haue no light : The fault 's not in the coulors they are so ; But in their Eyes that can no coulors know . Farre sweeter are the Teares of them that mourne , then is their laughter that in mirth are lost : All crosses by the vertuous so are borne , that most they ioy in that which grieueth most : Like Roses mong the Thornes , their pleasures are most sweete , when as they are most sharply crost ; And , being at the worst , they best doe fare ! But , put the least crosse on a sensuall Soule , And t wil ( blaspheming ) grudge , nay , cry , & houle . The greater Oxe the yokes worst part doth beare , ( that is , the heauiest ) Christ ( that is , thy God ) Thy yokes most heauy part with thee doth weare , that so thou maist , with him , the lighter plod Through thicke and thinne : for him thou canst not do that he did for thee ; hee feeles the Rod , Yet he doth all in vs , and for vs too : " Mates in afflictions , make Affliction lesse : Then , if Christ beare , with vs , nought can oppresse ! This life is but a lye ; true life 's not here ; it seemes , but is not : so , it is not true : Than , for a lie , or what doth false appeare , let vs not lie to God , or breake our vow We made in Baptisme ; but to cleaue to him , although for it , it might ( perhaps ) ensue That we to him , in our owne Bloud should swimme ▪ That water 's strong ; it will not let vs sincke , And , to engrosse sure Deedes , the onely Inck● ! The life of Dauid was but Teares and moane ; but Salomon● was ioy and Mirth through-out : Yet Dauid ( sure ) is sau'd : but , Salomon whether he be , or no , Beleeuers doubt . Poore Lazarus liu'd here in dying-plight : Diues in all that reueld with the Rowt Of honied Pleasures , and extreame delight : But he that liu'd in death , in ioy now liues ; And he that ioy'd in life , in death now grieues . As sweetest Wine doth soonest boile our bloud : so , this Worlds fauour workes vs most annoy : The Water of Detraction then , is good to mingle with it , lest we should be coy : For , being gratious in the great Ones sight : when Cunning clawing makes vs doate , with ioy , W' are best remembred by the tongue of Spight : " So , foes do oft make those , that friends doe marre ; " As many liue most warily in Warre . He that should passe a Foord , that swift doth glide , ( so to preuent his giddinesse of Braine ) Should fixe his sight vpon the further side ; not on the Water , and himselfe sustaine By one more strong , that , as his guide , should goe , lest that the Current , running so amaine , Should ouer-whelme him by an Ouer-throw : Then , rest on Christ , and fixe thine Eyes on blesse ▪ while thou go'st through all Torrents of distresse . Through fire and water we must passe , before we can arriue where nothing can distresse : Our flesh in both should purg'd be more and more ; for , in the p●r'st it's full of filthinesse In double kinde : and , makes cleane Soules the while ●o lothe their Lodge , so full of slut●ishnesse , Consorted with all vices that defile : " Pride , Enuy , Wrath , Lust , Hate , with all amisse , " The Speci●s are , and Flesh the Genus is . For , flesh is earth ; so , in our soules it sets foule thoughts : ( as earthly , as voluptuous ) The World as vaine as c●rious thoughts begets ; the Fiend , malitious thoughts and enuious : Who on the flesh for help doth much rely , sith houshold enemies may soonest hurt , She being here freedeniz'd specially ; and we in bondage toiling here in durt : Then , doth the World relye vpon the Diuell To make flesh loue the World : and , so , all euill ▪ So these procure vs Worlds of Enemies : if Auarice be quail'd ; Lust , seconds her : If Lust be foil'd ; Ambition straight doth rise : If she be downe ; then Anger wageth Warre : If it be cool'd , Pride , Enuy and the like giue fresh encounters in this mortall Iarre ; And all , with all their might , our ruine seeke : Then , where the fight 's so fell and ceaslesse too , Wert not for grace , most would themselues misdo . Then , if we waigh our flesh how fraile it is , how full of all disease , in life , how dead ! In Death , how foule ! ( as nought so foule as this ) how then can we be light with so much Lead ? Or how can we be pleas'd such filth to feede as in our Nature naturally is bred ; And , whence so many Prodigies proceede ? Then if we may be ridde from such annoy , But with one death , it is the life of Ioy ▪ And what is Honor but a lie , like life ? for , as a Ship at Sea , with swelling Sailes , By windes , that for her peace are still at strife , dauncing vpon the Waues with merry Gales Allureth eu'ry Eye her pride to praise : but when to th' Hauen she comes with her auailes , Shee 's by the Searcher sackt , or Custome paies : So they , in life ▪ that are most honored , Are often most dishonour'd being dead . And likewise , while some saile on Surges high of puft-vp vanities ; and still ensue The Tyde of Times , arm'd with Authoritie , are prais'd , and follow'd of the worldly Crue : But if , by grace , they doe themselues withdraw into a vertuous life : then , straight their due Is search'd or sackt , by Custome , or by Law : O th●n how blest are they that most are curst ( For their so blest retiring ) of the worst . The Libard beares to man such mortall hate , that in his face he flyes when him he sees : Therefore they vse a man to figurate , and shew i● him , at which forthwith he flees , And piece-meale teares it ; so , his wrath t' asswage . shewing thereby how ill with man he'agrees : So Sathan and his Members being too weake To teare our God , to spoile his Pictures seeke . As Grapes vnto the Wine-presse all doe come , that come to Vertue in Faiths outward House : They shall be crusht with many an heauy doome of Iustice n●m'd , but most iniurious : But , though their Pressures squize out all their bloud , yet in Gods Seller shall it finde a Roome , And there made Rose of Sollace , sweete and good : Then , let vs still be prest so prest to be ; For , running loose , we soone runne to our lee . The more huge Billowes beate vpon a Rocke , the more they breake ; and so , to froth are turn'd ; The while the breaker seemes their spight to mocke , that hurt themselues , not him , that so they spurn'd : So , let the spightfull spurne vs while they will ▪ our Rocke stands sure ; while they are ouerturn'd , Whose blowes , for vs , Christ beares , or breaketh still ! So , hurt themselues they may , but neuer vs ; Sith still , in him , we are victorious . Yet t is too true , some wise and wicked too ( if possible the wi●ked may be wise ) May , if a King will doe what they bid doe , vndoe a Realme with Legall Tyrannies ; And all the guilt thereof shall still be gilt with guilefull glosse of Conscience , most precise ; Till all be as they would , though all be spilt : " For , that 's but spilt that stands but on the fall " Of sacred Vertue , that vpholdeth all . To carry Pagan hearts in Christian breasts , is no new thing , though many ( new ) doe vse it : " On fair'st pretence the foulest purpose rests : yet Beautie 's good ; but foulely some abuse it : The heart of man so many windings hath , that for a Maze of skill none can refuse it ; Sith hard it is to turne to eu'ry path . O Christ ! wert thou on Earth as once thou wert , How would'st thou , now , behypocrit mans hart ? Such faire pretences we may well compare t'Egyptian Temples ; faire , but most prophane : Garnisht with Gold , and Columnes , rich as rare , in th' outward Roomes : but , if a view be tane Of th' inward , where their God is still confinde , some lothed Viper , full of deadly Bane , Or Snake or Cockatrice , we there shall finde : So , in such faire Pretence we ( often ) see The Diuell himselfe , as GOD , ador'd to be . With Christs plain Coate to hide vice ( which enormes ) is to disgrace the Owner : or it is The Diuels vertue , that himselfe transformes t' an Angell bright , to doe the more amisse : But , eu'ry Age hath groan'd with this Disease ; yet neuer Age , for that , was eas'd of this , Groane while we will , it will vs still displease : Then make w'a vertue of necessitie ; And , what we needs must beare , beare willingly . For , these ; and like afflictions , still must proue , and purge our manners from the drosse of blame ; From Earth to weane , to God t' increase our Loue ; like Smithes Forge-water that augments the flame : And , pleasure is most pleasant vnto those , that haue beene least acquainted with the same ; As heauenly Ioyes are after earthly woes : And , Griefes grow senselesse in a vertuous Will , Or rather sensuall ; for , they rauish still ! If in our foote , much more if in our Head , a thorne be thrust , our Heart , nay , Soule will grieue : Then flye we pleasures , as they vs haue fled ; and rather wish for paines that ease might giue : Then sith our HEAD is thorned ouer all , if we his Members be , shall we be fed With honied pleasures while he tastes but Gall ? God shield we should : then let vs onely ioy In his sowre-sweetest Crosse , and his annoy . Moses did see him in the midst of fire , and fiery Thornes : and in the mount among Lightnings and Thundrings : Daniel did aspire , to see his Throne , which fiery wheeles did throng : Then shall we looke for more Prerogatiue , than had these friends of God ? then him we wrong T' expect what he , in Iustice , cannot giue : For , we must see him as the others did ; Else may we seeke him , but he will be hid . For , as the Sires delight to haue their Sonnes resemble them in fauour : so it ioyes Our heauenly Sire , to see vs ( wayward Ones ) like him , in patient bearing all Annoyes , Which , for our good , his grace on vs inflicts : for , when we bea●e what beautie quite destroyes , ( The wemmes and wounds of all his sore conflicts ) In his faire Eyes we are most louely , then ; And foul'st , when fair'st but in the Eyes of men . We see a Dogge , that but with crusts we feede , will in our quarrell fight while he can moue : And Seruants which we hire for little Meede , will ne'erthelesse die often for our loue : Then shall we Christians be lesse kinde then Beasts ▪ or thankfull lesse , than those we hire for neede To him that giues vs all that Faith requests ? O no : no , no , it were too great a blame The dignitie of Manhood so to shame ! The Flow'r of Iesse did most sweetly smell , and came to perfect growth vpon the Crosse : The fruit of life could not be gather'd well without sharpe Thornes that stooke vnto it close : And Gall was tasted , in a deadly fit , by the best Taster ; who , by his lifes losse , Wanne Life to all that dye in him , and it ; And , till he rose from Death , he did not eate The Hony-combe ; but , fed on sower meate , The Waters of Affliction are the streames whereat our heau'nly Gedeon still doth try Who are ●it Souldiers for his Warres Extreames ; and seu●rs such as on their Bellies lie , To drinke as thirsting that they , full , may rise ; from those that , for their mee●e necessi●ie , Reach out their Hands to take what doth suffice : " Great Wealth and Vertue no agreement haue , " Sith Vertue makes it serue her as a Slaue . Though Prisons , of themselues , be Sathans folds , wherein , for slaughter , his best Sheepe he keepes : Yet may the Cause make them the safest Holds , ( yea , Heau'ns of Saints ) for , tho the Linnet peepes ( When shee 's encag'd ) at eu'ry loope and Chincke , as longing to be gone , and often weepes That shee 's restrain'd ; yea , leaues her meat & drinke ; Yet in the Cage she is from danger sure Of Fowlers Snares , and Kites that would deuoure . But those in Patience that their Soules possesse , ( while they , in bonds , doe Tyrants wrath asswage ) The sweeter sing , the sowrer their distresse , like well-taught Lynnets vsed to the Cage , There learne they sweeter Notes than Nature gaue , when they abroad were in their Pilgrimage ; New exercise of Vertue , there th●y haue : Where may we sing with Quires of Angels then , More free , then when most fast from mortal men ? Then out of Prison goe we , when we be put into Prison , so the cause be good : For , Libertie is but Captiuitie ; that ( lightly ) makes more loose fraile flesh & bloud ; Kings Courts ; yea , Heau'n it self must yeeld , with awe , t' a Prisons glory ( though defil'd with Mud ) That keepes Gods Seruants safely for his Law . " A Princes Presence makes a Cote a Court ; " And , that Pris'n's Heau'n , where Saints & Angels sport . The Coriander-seede , in pieces cut , each piece brings forth as much as all would doe : And so a Martyr into Prison put , and there first b●uiz'd , then , cut in pieces too , No drop of bloud , no piece ( though turn'd to mould ) but it hath force the Diuell to vndoe ; And workes more ( often ) then the Owner could : For , if in priuate Iarres effused Gore For vengeance cries ; his can doe that , and more ! Of all parts of a Tree the Roote seemes worst : for , it 's deform'd , and most offends the sight : Yet , all trees vertue thence proceedeth first , stemme , branch , & leaues , flow'rs , fruit ; yea , life , & might The Roote alone may challenge as her owne : for , by the same they are both borne and nurst , Which in the Roote ( as in the wombe ) was sowne : So some like Rootes , be'ing ragged in the Eye , Dying for Christ , makes Christians multiplie . Some Trees there are , that , if their Rinde be rent , cut , prickt , or braiz'd , a precious Balme it bleeds , In sight and sauour faire and redolent : but neither yeelds , till outward it proceedes : So , Martyrs when their Flesh is gasht or torne , out flowes the Balme that cures their own misdeeds , And others heales , that ( so ) to Vertue turne : This balme's so sweet that it the World perfumes , Whereby the Pagan Christs sweet Name assumes . The Roses sweetnesse , if vntoucht it be , soone with the leaues doth wither quite away ; But by the Fire when it is still'd , we see it yeeld sweet Iuyce that hardly will decay : Nay , more ; the Leaues so bak'd into a Cake , doe long make sweet both where they lye , or lay ; And all that neighbors them , most sweet doe make : The leaues , so parcht , delighting still the Nose , Immortall makes the Sweetnesse of the Rose . So , Martyrs sweetly liue , with Brambles keene , sith in their conuersation they are pure ; Yet few can see it , sith they liue vnseene : but still from worldly Comforts make them sure , Bolt them , nay , bray or burne them if you will then will their vertue sweetly all allure : And Heau'n and Earth with diuine sauour fill : Had they , by Nature , dide , their leafe nor iuce Had not beene halfe so sweete , nor meet for vse . Darke is the Water in the Airy Clouds , yet that , the Rose and Lilly brings to light , Mantling the Earth with all that Nature shrowds within her bowels yer the Waters light : What are thes● Clouds ( of which the Psalmist sings ) but Clouds of Witnesses ( as blacke as bright ? ) Graue Martyrs that giue Truth true witnessings : Their Bloud the Water : and when out it poures The Time lookes blacke , but Saints spring with the showres . With bloud the Churches Bud came forth at first , as earnest of the fruits she was to beare ; Who was no sooner'spoused vnto Christ , but in their bloud her Infants drowned were , To shew her future throwes in bearing young : your yeers ( sweet Lambs ) could not beleeue nor feare ; But yet your flesh could dye to right Faiths wrong : Thus did the Church as soone as shee was wed , With chastest bloud forgoe her Virgin-hed . Then to our bloud the Gates of Heau'n flye ope ; and , with our bloud Hell-fire's extinguished : Our Bodies bloud doth scowre our Soules like Sope ; and with our bloud our Bodie 's honored : The Diuell shamed , and God glorifide : for when , in Truths defence , the same is shed , It makes our deedes most glorious in it dide : The seed of Vertue , and the bane of Vice Is bloud so shed : " No price to'a bloudy PRICE ! The resurrection of Truth , Faith and Fame , did flowrish most when soakt in Martyrs Bloud : Whose Palms with waight grow higher , & their flame doth waxe more strong , the more it is with-stood : Their Spice , by pounding , yeeldeth sweeter sent , and Le ts to Truth are borne downe with this floud : Which let abroad , doth grow more violent ; And , while it runnes , it rores , and after cryes For vengeance on their Foes , Truths Enemies . With Tyrants Thundrings , Errours Cloud is crackt , th' inclosed light of Truth 's disclosed so ; And showres of bloud ( that then for Truth are wrackt ) makes Martyrs more and more on Earth to grow : For , still their Side by God , himselfe , is backt ; they ( Sampsons ) with their Death , do quell the foe , And most torment him , when they most are rackt : then , good Crosse ( blessed sheep-crooke ) Saints stil keep to Christ , whose Hooke thou art , to catch his Sheepe . For , as a feate Embroderer , that hath a piece of Veluet brackt , t'embroder on , So drawes his Worke , that he , to hide the scath , embroders richliest in that place alone : So ▪ GOD vpon the Veluet of our flesh , all torne in time of Persecution , Couers the Bracks with Beautie faire , as fresh : So , that the other Parts are beautifide By those rent parts , by GOD so glorifide ! And as the Paper-mill , of rotten Raggs tane from the Dung-hill , by still mauling it , Makes so white Paper , as the filthy Iagges may now infold the purest part of Wit , Or purest things that come from Heart , or Hand : so , we by Martyrdome , are made most fit ( How euer base ) in glory still to stand : And made more apt ( diuinely ) to comprise Gods glorious Graces , and his Rarities . Thogh th' vpper heau'n doth turne ( by violent sway ) the lower , out of course , from East to West ; Y●t , of themselues , they wheele the other way : ( for , they , by Nature , turne from West to East ) So , thogh from th' East , where Truth begins to shine , her Foes would force our Faith , or course , at least , To Errors West , where Truth doth still decline ; Yet must we stirre , as Grace and Nature moues Vnto the East , where God our course approues . A Martyr's like a Dye , which though it fall this or that way , it fals no way amisse ; It flat will lye , or cannot lye at all ; so , Martyrs lye with Truth , where ere she is : They will lye leuell with the Earth ; nay , more , In , or aboue it lye , or stand for this ; Hange , burne , or starue , all 's one ; they feele no sore : Then when God throwes at all , with them , to win , At eu'ry throw , he drawes some others in . Abel he cannot be that is not taught true patience by the malice of a Caine : And happy he that like a Cole is caught out of Afflictions fire with God to raigne While he is bright , and glowes with Charitie : for , whether to be white or red , in graine , The Church were best , is vncouth to discry : The Churches flowres the Rose nor Lilly want , But both adorne , and make her triumphant . The martyr'd Body of our Lord and God is the main Rock from whence his Saints are hewne : For , from his flesh they rent are with the Rod ; and by the rentings of the Rod are knowne To be true flesh of his torne Flesh , and so to be his Types , by which him selfe is shewne To Heathen-folke , that him desire to know : " O! t is a glory past the height of FAME , " To be like Christ in suffrings as in name . The antient Romaines vs'd , their force to trye , t' incounter Beares and Lyons ; and the Scarres That came by sauage Tuskes , they valued hye ; and piercings of their Pawes so many Starres : If in vaine-glory they such Dents endur'd ; what should we doe in Christ , our Captaines , Warres , Be'ing of true glory , for our fight , assur'd ? We should ( with Patience arm'd ) encounter death ; And , for that gaine , with torment , lose our breath . Shall Saints feare Men , whom Angels ought to feare ; for , Saints shall iudge the Angels ; and , the F●end Hath cause to feare them ; for , they rule doe beare , ouer his Legions ; yea ▪ his Forces rend : The World should likewise feare them sith the Saints shall , with heau'ns Vmpier , iudge it in the end ; Than hee that at his threates , or torments , faints Can be no Saint ; but must be Iudg'd of them ( A Coward ) to foule shame , and paines extreame . Elias must not feare , nor feare disguize , to let the Mantle of his flesh to fall , To flye in Coach , ●lame-wing'd ; to Paradise : Gedeon must breake his earthly Pots , sith all Their Light 's so seene to put his foes to flight : Ioseph must leaue his Cloake , or else he shall Be mou'd to wrong his Maister in his right : " Life leads to Care ; but , Death to Comfort leads : " Then Death , in Syons cause , in Sion treads . At Sea , decayes the Sailer ; in his Tent , the ventrous S●uldier ; in the Court decayes The vertuous Courtier ; Iustice , in Iudgement ; true Faith , in Friendship ; Skill , in Arts Assaies ; In Manners , Discipline : so , we , alone , ( that , dying , liue in these too nightly dayes ) Vnder the ruines of the World doe grone : All is quite or ●erlesse ; which doth portend The World , with vs , is euen at an end . And ô what should I say , when Courage makes the Cause nor good nor bad ; for , Falshoods Friends Haue dide in Errors cause , at flaming Stakes , as stout as Martyrs in their constant ends ? Witnesse that Legate , sent from Pow'rs beneath , who late in Smith-field , Error so defends , That he out-fac'd Truth , men , flames , dread & death : And Anabaptists there for Error stood , A● stout as those that , for truth , lost their bloud . But , Legate , though thou canst no answere yeeld , yet let me question thee as many doe Question the dead for Error which they held ; tell me , who gaue thy false Faith Courage too , That thou for Error should'st so stoutly burne , for Error that must needs thy Soule vndoe , If , on the Coales from it , shee did not turne ? Can Sathan counterfet our GOD so nye In 's Gifts , that men , for him , should stoutly dye ? But thou might'st answere ; Faith , though false it be , yet , if the Soule perswaded be it's true ? Vpon the Heart it worketh morrally , as Faith doth , which to Heau'nly Truth is due : This made the Priests of Baal their flesh to wound ; and many Indians sense of paine subdue ; Yea , burne with those , whose Faith , th●y hope , was sound : Then not to suffer much ; nor Constancy Proues Error , Truth , which fire 's too cold to trye . Then Truth must trye her selfe by Reas'n and Faith ; but , where Faith bids beleeue , Reas'n still must be Obedient to beleeue what ere she saith ; though she say , Three are One , and One is Three : A Maid's a Mother , that a Man had wiu'd : true God , vnmade , made true Man , really : And that the Dead shall rise , as here they liu'd : All this , and more , of Faith , must Reas'n beleeue ; But God ( the Fount of Reas'n ) this Faith must giue . Death is the worst of Ils , yet best to those that dye for Faith well tryde : and who they be The Conscience of the Dyers neuer knowes , if with the Rules of Faith they disagree : Then God knowes who are his : and Men may know that all are his , his ●reest Spirit doth free From life , by death bee 't violent quicke or slow : A Saint as Man , may seare and faint in death , As Christ did ( dying ) yer he yeelded Breath . Let this Cup passe , was Terrours proper voyce , yet vtter'd by our Sauiours sacred Tongue : Our flesh ( he tooke ) annoi'd , did make that noise , fore-feeling it should be with Torments stunge . My God , my God , why hast forsaken me ? vnto our Flesh intirely did belong ; Then may true Martyrs in Death drouping be With sense of pain ; but God , that gaue them strength To stand to him , through him , preuailes at length . For , t is not hard when Gods soft comforts cheere our Soule to suffer , torments to endure ; But when such fauours are turn'd all to feare , and in distresse of Minde to hold vs sure To God , and for him all annoyes to beare ; that is a Miracle perform'd by Grace , Past Natures best performance ; and is deere Vnto the Doner ; then , who doth the same Goes straight to glory through Afflictions flame● For , Works of Iustice we should rather doe than those of Grace : now Iustice wils that we In Truths defence should dye , with torment too , though Grace , to vs , a stranger seeme to be : " Obedience farre excelleth Sacrifice ; the first , is duty , in the high'st degree ; The other , in our Wils Deuotion lies ; Then courage in our Death is no true Signe Of life else-where , without the Cause diuine . For , through Vaine-glory some in Death haue seem'd as brauely resolute , as Saints haue bin : Nay , oft the first haue beene the better deem'd by outward-sight , that seeth nought within : Leaena being but a Curtezan● tyring her Tortures , though she dide for sinne , Spat out her Tongue , that to accuse beganne : And many more , of like sure , so haue dide : Then , by braue dy'ing , plain Truth 's not iustifide . But dye they how they can that dye for Truth , they stoutly dye , sith they dye willingly ; But much more they that dye in sportfull youth ; & though Deaths ougliest face may daunt their eye When they behold him ; yet , if they endure that feare , and paine , which after they must try , They stoutly dye , though saint be all their pow'r ; Nay , more they doe , sith they so little can ; " Flesh is but mire , the Minde doth make the Man . But see what ends the Tyrants erst haue made , that of Gods Saints made ceaselesse Butchery : Nero , the chiefe , that first did them inuade , in his owne bloud his murdring hands did dye , And while he bled his last , he ( crying ) said ; Foulely I liu'd , and dye more filthily : Thus , for his paines , in paining , he was paide : Domitian , by his Seruants being slaine , For doing like , the like reward did gaine . Fell Maximinus , with his Sonnes , was brought to selfe same issue : Decius , with his Frye , Incurr'd the like : Valerianus , caught by him that swaid the Persian Monarchy , Was cag'd in Iron , more fast then Lyons are , who , in the end , being flaid , dide wretchedly ; But Dioclesian worst of all did fare : For , he fell mad ; ●o , made himselfe away , While fire from Heau'n his House did leuell lay . So of the like , in life , and their Degrees , I● might count many dire and awfull deaths ; All dranke Gods vengeance Vials to the lees : & , in their bloud o'erwhelm'd , they lost their breaths For , God vnstings such angry Waspes and Bees , sith each their Stings in Saints too often sheathes : " God burnes his Rods when he hath paid his fees : Yet Stings of spight , in th' Head of Pow'r , with wit , Can sting the World to death , if Heau'n permit . But howsoe'r th' Almighty throwes his Rods into the fire , when he his Ire doth cease ; Yet , oft the scurged fall to greater ods with Goodnesse , than before : The Churches peace Makes her more loose then when shee 's bound to fight ( vncessantly ) with foes that her disease ; " For , they liue wrong that rest to much in Right , " Mettall ( though Siluer ) resting long vnscowr'd , " Will canker ; or , with filth , be quite obscur'd . For ( ah ) this Witch ( the World ) with pleasing charmes so lullabies our Sense in soft delights , That though we be , vpon our guard , in armes , yet we are taken in our Appetites ; And made to serue the Diuell , and our Flesh in strictest Bondage ; while their Parasits , Sinne-soothing Pleasures , doe our Sense refresh , To serue them with the more alacritie ; So , ●lee le ts Grace our Sense to mortifie .
A Parable . Wee ' are like a Man chast by a raged Bull , who in his flight into a Well do●h fall ; And , in the fall ( by chance ) he lighteth full vpon a Tree , that there growes in the Wall : And , resting there , there sets his Soules delight : but looking better on the place , withall , He spies two Mice , one blacke , the other White , Who still the Roote of this his rest doe gnaw , And more and more asunder it doe saw . Then , vnderneath he lookes , and there espies a gaping Dragon threatning to deuoure him : And at his feete foure striuing Serpents rise ; yet , looking vp , he spies ( what doth allure him ; And makes him deeme , he is from dangers free ) a little Honie ( which he euer tryes ) Cleaues to a branch of that vntrusty Tree : For which , these dangers he neglects ; and still That Hony sicks , yet ne'er can licke his fill .
The Morall . The Bull , is Death ; the World , the Well ; the Tree , our time of life ; the white Mowse and the blacke , The Day and night : the striuing Adders be the Elements , that striue vs still to wracke : The Diuell , the Dragon : and , the Honie is our whitest Pleasures , that are lin'd with blacke ; And , blacke within , for losse of Glories Blisse : Who , therefore , would not deeme that man were mad That in such dreadfull dangers can be glad ? What comfort can we haue then , in a place that 's by the Prince of darknesse gouerned ? Where eu'ry thing is in a cursed case ; and , by Gods foes and good-mens , peopled : Where Paines be ri●e , extreame , and infinite ; but Pleasures few , and false , fraile , dull , and dead , Which , at the best , at least , doe vexe the sp'rit : Where Plentie's full of perill ; Want , of woes ; And ( in a word ) where all , that ill is , flowes . Then , cast we off these pleasures , that but cast a mist before our Eyes , and mocke our Sense : But let vs hugge those paines , and hold them fast , that bring eternall ioyes for recompence : Now , if this Potion worke not in sicke-mindes , at point of death is their Intelligence ; Nay , Death the pow'r of all their forces bindes : In few : Great things by greatest mindes are sought : The small but seeke for shades , the shels of Nought .
To attaine a quiet Life . WHo would in quiet spend his life , must shunne the Cause of strifes Effect ; And yet with Vice still liue in strife : so , Strife retaine , and it reiect . 1 Hold no Conceit 'gainst that Conceit the King maintaines ; vnlesse it be Against that Faith , whose forme and waight with TRVTH , well tride , doth still agree . 2 Finde neuer Fault , but when the same concernes the Honor of the High'st : Or else the Kings ; to heare whose blame , is blame which oft to Death is nigh'st . 3 No Wager lay : for , that but stirres the Losers heart to hate and ire ; Which oft enflameth Ciuill-warres : then , giue no Fuell to this Fire . 4 Nor make Comparison : for it is odious ; and , workes like effect : Why should thy Will , t' aduance thy Wit , anothers Wit or Worth deiect . To praise thy selfe , is but Dispraise , vnlesse Spight wrongs thine Honor ( knowne ) If others Shame thy Glory raise , let their Shame raise it , not thine owne : For , t is but Shame , to glory in anothers Shame , because we yet Are free from blot : but Praise we winne by hiding both our praise and it . This is the way to earthly Peace ; Without which growes all strifes encrease .
A Cordiall to cheare the Heart vnder the Crosse of Confinement : written to a great Lord , once a perpetuall Prisoner . WHile yet thou lyest in Afflictions fire , more bright to make thee , and increase thy worth , From mine Inuentions Mud , I send this Mire , to cast vpon the flames , if they breake forth . Then , deigne t' accept ( vnhappy-happy Lord ) this Muddy Stuffe , my creeping Muses Meate ; The rather , sith some ease it may afford in plaistring Patience if it scorch with Heate ▪ For , greatest Spirits doe greatest Passion feele in bearing Crosses , though but small they be ; But vnder great , great Men doe weakly reele , though greatest Men from weaknesse should be free . But thou ( to thy true glory be it said ) dost crosse expectance , bearing so thy Crosse , As those that are by Hands of Angels staid ; so , draw'st much winning out of little losse ! For , Libertie to lose , or terrene trash , ( the Minde being free ) is better lost than found ; Which oft , on Waues of Weale , their Owners dash on Rockes vnseene , which eyther part confound . Now be'ing thus staid , thou canst not rise to fall , Fortune hath bruiz'd thee , but on Safeties Base ; That now thou canst no longer be her Ball , to strike thee in Lifes Hazard , for her Chase. Now maist thou sit securely where thou art , and see ( vnseene ) the Worlds Reuoluings still ; And how men liue by industry , or Art ; and what euents ensue the greatest skill . So sitting , bound to Safeties Shore , at ease , thou maist with ioyfull-Sorrow freely see How other Folke are tost on Dangers Seas , as they that beare the highest Sailes still be . Now on the top of some proud Billow borne as high as Heau'n ( while Billow-like they swell ) Then , by a Crosse-Sea is that Billow torne be'ing at the high'st ; so , straight they sincke to Hell . And they that haue the Winde and Tyde at will , each Moment feare the Winde may turne about ; And so their good is neuer free from ill , because their Hopes are euer bound to doubt . But now thy Will ( familiar with thy Crosse , all Stormes of Passions being ouer-blowne ) Hath euer Calmes that neuer threaten Losse , that more then now , thou ne'er didst hold thine owne . Now Mischiefe cannot see thee , though she would looke ne'er so narrowly to glance at thee : For , thou art hid in Brittaines strongest HOLD , where safe thou holdst thy selfe and thy degree . And some that Life immurde , would haue to chose , although , as Monarches , they might all controule : As greatest Charles his Empire did refuse , and shut his Body vp , t' enlarge his Soule . For , that great Priest of Hyppo held but right ; who rather out of Hell his GOD would see , Than be in highest Heau'n , and misse that sight ; then Bondage , with that Sight 's diuinely free ! And long I wish ( great Lord ) thou maist be so ; ( though short I wish thy Troubles ) and that God That hath perhaps t'vplift thee , brought thee low , will make a Staffe of that that was thy Rod. The Hearts of all , in his all-holding HAND , he wields at will , and Patience will requite ; Then , thy Commanders Heart he may command , ( in time ) Sunne-like , to fill thy Moone with light . Then , when thou hast regain'd this Comforts Sunne , thou w●ll maist say ( as some haue said of yore ) " Th' hadst beene vndone , hadst thou not beene vndone sith then thy Moone shines fuller then before . For , eu'n as when the Moone is at the full , she from the Sunne is most remote we see : So , in thy Wane ( perhaps ) this Sunne may pull thee to him neere , to light thy Heart , and thee . That so it may I le pray ; and pray that thou maist Grace attract by vertue of thy Grace ; Meeke Patience can the Heart of Highnesse bowe , and make selfe Wrath to shew a chearefull Face . For , when our liues doe please the Lord of Life , hee 'l make our greatest Foes our greatest Friends : Then shall our Troubles cut the Throate of Strife , and make our peace to make our paines amends . Long life is promis'd those that liue aright , then maist thou all disfauours ouerliue : " Patience o'er-comes what nought o'ercomes by might , eu'n God himself , & makes him to forgiue . But say the worst should hap ( which hap's the best ) that thou shouldst liue and die in state confinde , Thy state 's most blessed , sith so little blest with Freedome , that to Earth enthrals the Minde . Yet Libertie thou hast as large and free as highest Vertue ( Angel-like ) doth craue ; For Men like Angels loue with Christ to be in 's blo●dy-sweat alone , or in his Graue . And , if that fellowes in Affliction make affliction lesse , thou hast thy fellow - Peeres In worser plight , whom Death did eu'n forsake , that they might liue with thee to ease thy Cares . " A good-mans state scornes Pitie howsoe'er : for , though it be engulph'd in deep'st distresse , Yet his high Vertue him aloft doth reare , that no Calamitie can him oppresse . And though he be coupt vp in Little-ease , his spacious Minde to him a Kingdome is ; Wherein he wanders Worlds that most doe please● for , Heau'n and Earth holds that great Mind of his ! While in his Conscience Theater is plaid the Comedie twixt his Soules Spouse and her , How can his Soule but wander all vnstaid through worlds of ioy , although he cannot stirre ! When as a Caesar ( in all libertie ) bathing in Pleasures , or more sanguine Streames , Vpon the Racke of Conscience bound , doth dye extreamest Deaths , in midst of Sports extreames ! O didst thou know some poore spirits Rauishments , when as ( entranc'd ) they feele vnbounded Blisse , Crownes thou wouldst lothe , as crossing those contents , and let the Crosse quite breake thy Backe for this ! It is not ; no , it is not high estate hath highest Pleasure ; but it 's onely those , That , for those Pleasures , fading pleasures hate : " but they in Hell , no other Heau'n suppose . While outward Comforts compasse vs about in Griefes pursuite , we to those Comforts flye ; But when they breake the King , we straight run out , to finde more sixed ioyes , or ( ioylesse ) dye . Then is that sowre Affliction highly blest that more Perfection brings ( like Ligatures , That hurt to heale , and wring but for our rest so , they are blest whom Wals from wracke immures We Pris'ners are within Heau'ns outward Wals , and are , by Nature , all condemn'd to die ; To Death we must , when Death ( our Heads-man ) cals , some to dye gently ; some , more violently . And though our Prison be as wish we would , and may , perhaps , therein goe where we will , Yet ( like the strucken Fish ) we are in hold ; and are in hold to him that sure will kill . But here 's the ods ; those in close-prison pend , are there with Death much more familiar made ; So that , in fauor , he their griefes doth end for endlesse ioyes and peace which cannot fade ! But , those that ( loosely ) haue the World at will , doe take their swinge , as Fish ( if hang'd ) desire , Till they be tirde with Pleasure , paining still , then gently come to Hand ; so , to the Fire . And see how those that ( care consum'd ) doe climbe at Sternes of State ( still menac'd to be riu'n ) How publicke Toyles engrosse their priuate time , that they can scarse a Moment spare for Heau'n . And publicke Persons ( if they mightie be ) the publicke state , and theirs , they still must eye : So , to their Soules they scarse haue time to s●e ; which , so neglected , oft vnwares doe dye . Then ( noble Lord ) if in thy selfe confinde , thou art most happy thus confinde to be : And sith our Bodyes doe but Iaile our Minde , while we haue Bodyes , we can ne'er be free . Then , if thou weigh'st the volubilitie , of Time or Fauour , Fortune , or this ALL , Thou wilt but lothe their loose vncertaintie : for , hardly Ought doth rise , but soone to fall . Who rul'd this Realme three thousand yeeres agone ? so many rul'd it since , that none doth know . " A Plow-mans bloud , in time , ascends a Throne ; " And Royall Bloud descends vnto the Plow . Yet , that King knowes not from the Cart he came ; much lesse that Carter knowes he came from Kings : " But Times vicissitude is Fortunes game , whose Rest puts vp and downe all eathly Things ! Then if wee looke on Life ; how fraile is that ? resembled to a shadow of a Dreame ; To smoake , t' a thought , to nought , t'I wot not what , farre lesse then nought , that can so much as seeme ! A Grape-seede one , an Haire another spils : some Smoak doth choake ; meer nee●ing some destroy : Some other Choler ; and , some laughter kils : some feare ; & ( which is strange ) some die with ioy ! So that when our last Graine , is running out , no Graine so small but turnes our flesh to dust ; Be we as Giants , strong ; as Lyons , stout ; all 's lesse then nothing , then to nought we must . The Graue ( too like a Ierfe ) doth nought but fill his greedy Panch , & straight out-straines the same : Then fill againe , then straines ; then fill it still , till it all Flesh consumes that Nature frames . One rots therein to giue another place ; a second to a third , and so , forth on : Till Earth yeeld vp her dead ; and she embrace , her funerall flame to lea●e Corruption . Then , sith that Life and Flesh so soone decay , why should our flesh with life be long in loue ? This world is but an Inne ; this Life , a Way ; ( a wrackfull way ) that Wisedome lothes to proue . Which hath , of yore , made Kings to quit their Crowne● the lighter , so , the Way of life to runne : Directed , by the Crosse ( o'er Dales and Downes ) in priuate Pathes , the publike Toyles to shunne . We ( like to Fooles or Babes ) for Bables long , wherewith we hurt oursel●es and others oft ; Yet straight we whyne if they from vs be wroong , our Natures , towards Folly , are so soft . But our all-wise-celestiall-louing Sire takes , or keepes from his Children which he loues , All that may harme them , though they it desire , but giues , though it displease them , what behoues . Some long for State , and what is that but strife , more full of trouble , then it is of State ; ( With dangers mixt ) a simple Hell of life ; which none doe loue , but those that rest doe hate ? Some loue to beare the most imbrued Swords before the Maiestie of Victory ; And what are they but Butchers made of Lords , that ( like fiends ) Lord it o'er Calamitie ? Some hidden Artes doe openly desire and seeke for knowledge onely to be knowne ; But knowledge such , is light but of Hell-fire , to see ( with Eue ) such Prides confusion . Some fame affect , and for it venter farre , seeking by Sea and Land the same finde ; " But Fame most followes those that flee from her ; and , oft who meets her , she o'erthrowes with wind . In summe● both all and some ( ô strangest Case ! ) haue hurtfull humours ; which ( if not restrain'd By him that is the Lord of pow'r , and Grace ) all would to nought , where Grace should ne'er 〈◊〉 gain'd . Then , if our Flesh and Sinne-corrupted Blouds could rightly feele , they well might see th●t Hand That made vs , will not marre vs with his goods ; vnlesse our selues his powerfull Grace with-stand . Our dearest Sense is Sight ; yet if the same offend that Grace , we must pull out our Eyes : Then must we Limbes , of lesse account , vnframe , much more Things lesse , if they against It rise . " The greatest Crosse is neuer to be crost ; " the Way to Heau'n is by the Ports of Hell ; " The Waters most corrupt , that least are tost ; " and their account exceedes , who most excell ! Hee 's rich enough for Vertues choisest friend , that neither needes to flatter , nor to borrow : To lade our Backes with Baggage till they bend ( wandring in stumbling-wayes ) augments our so●row . " Abundance is a Burden to the Soule , and strongest Soules can hardly it abide : For , Men that , being meane , could Pride , controule , be'ing mightie made , are most controul'd by Pride . Nature 's suffiz'd with Nothing , in respect of that our Wolfe-like Appetites require ; And they as Naturals great-men reiect , whose Soules haue not the pow'r of great Desire . " But greatest Men haue not still greatest Grace ; ( ah would they had , then shouldst thou soone be free From thy restraint ) and all desires are base of Greatnesse , that with Goodnesse disagree . I wade too farre ( perhaps ) in Dangers Deepes , that may o'erwhelme the rash , though ne'er so tall ; But Truth 's my Guide ; and , Care my Footing keepes on double Duties Ground , and firme in all ! Yet wot how ill it stands with Policie , to fancy those whom Times disfauour most ; Sith Fancies such , acquire but Ielousie ( if not much worse ) of those that rule the Roste. For , Wise-men shift their Sailes as Winde doth shift , and , but whom Fortune fauours , fauour none : For , if Kings haue with Fortune beene at shrift , they leaue them to their Penance post alone . But I conceiue it a prodigious Sinne , ( like that of Iudas ( Peters I would say ) Who left his Lord when trouble he was in , which ( in effect ) is meerely to betray . I feare not Iustice , sith shee doth command , that we should loue our friends in spight of Fate ; And , to the Alter , with them goe or stand , though we might ( therefore ) be o'erthrowne with hate . Then Iustice warrants me in what I doe ; and I will doe but what selfe-Iustice would : That 's loue my Liege , obey and serue him too ; yet loue that Lord that likes me as I should . Let him haue neuer friend that leaues his friend , in shew of sound affection , in distresse : And let high'st Wit to lowest Hell descend , that weighs ought more then some friends heauines . Let those that waite on Fortune weigh the Times in Scoles of greatest Sculs , I , little i , Doe little weigh the wayes how other climbes , sith I would liue as longing well to dye . Beyond my Birth , hath Fortune beene my foe , she neuer yet so much as smiled on me ; No force , sith I my selfe the better know ; and see the World while me it doth not see . Feare they her frowns , that care but for her fawnes ; I feare , nor care for neyther : ( being white With Cares and Feares ) for my Graue open yawnes to swallow me to saue me , from her spight . Enough ( great Lord ) my Proheme is a Feast , whereat my Muse doth surfet with sowre-sweetes ; Hard to receiue , and harder to digest , where loue and rashnesse , Rime and Reason meetes ; But if they meet with Griefe that meets with thee , I grieue with ioy : for , thou art fast and free .
A Dumpe , or Swans-song . ALl in a gloomy shade of Sicamour , that did his leaues extend ( like Shields ) to beare , The Beames of Phebus , darted in his pow'r , at those that vnderneath them shrowded were ) I me reposed , while my Thoughts did range here , there , & eu'ry wher , wher thoghts might roame ; So , by their change at last , my latest change became their Subiect , with my latest Home . And when , with Trauell , they themselues had tyr'd , I likewise tir'd with life ( that stirr'd them ) too , Thus flasht I out , ( with sacred fury fir'd ) and my thoughts Bottome thus did I vndoe . Why long I longer here to liue in death ? for life , if mortall , dyeth all the while : Be'ing but a puffe , but of the weakest Breath ; yet , blowes me ( Weakenesse ) into strong Exile . As soone as borne , was I condemn'd to dye ; since when , Time hath but executed me ; Yet life prolongs in dying misery ; so , yet I am as those that dying be . To him that gaue me life , a death I owe ; which , sith I can , I must , and shall repay : His Powr's as great to take as to bestow ; then will I pay him , though I quite decay . I , dead in Sinne , his onely Sonne he slew , to please his Iustice , and to make me liue : Sith me he bought , I le giue him then his due ; which had , I haue much more then that I giue . Death soone will rid me from this lifes annoyes , ( Annoyes that nought can rid , saue death , from life ) And put me in possession of those Ioyes , that are as farre from end , as free from strife ! And wer 't not madnesse to repine , that I had not had life when Eue did Adam wiue ? Then , t is but all alike to liue , and dye ; as t is , Not to haue liu'd , and not to liue . Then , life IS not , that not immortall is ; for , mortall life is but Deaths other name : Nor is that Blisse , that is not fearelesse Blisse ; nor glory , that is subiect still to shame . The Dayes of Heau'n are datelesse ; sith the Sunne that makes them such , doth neither set nor rise ; But stands ( as it shall , doth , and still hath done ) fixt in the Noone-stead of ETERNITIES . Here one 's the ruine of another Day , while ( like a ne'er-suffized Graue ) the Night , Doth bury both in silence ; yet , doth prey vpon them both , till both play least in sight . " Death is the dore of life : so , would I liue ? then , through this dore to life , I needes must goe : For , through this dore Death , LIFE it selfe did driue : then , sith LIFE dide for life , I must doe so . Two onely had the priuiledge to wend another way to life that mortals were , But t was in firy - Charets , to this end , that Fire should flesh refine , yer it came there ▪ There , where all ioyes , vnited , are of force ( for , force vnited , stronger makes the same ) The spirit and flesh ( both rauisht ) to diuorce , and melt their pow'rs in loues eternall flame . What Lets shall let me then , from Paradise ? Mountaines of Gold , and Rockes of rarest stone , Crossing my Way , I ( trampling ) will dispise , if thither Hope but goe with me alone . This WORLD 's a Vale that ceaseles teares do spoile ; and make it so a Bog , or lothsome Lake : Then who but Swine ( that pleasure take in Soile ) will here ( if they can choose ) abiding make ? Heau'n is my Home ; the HIGH'ST , my Father is ; his SONNE , my Brother ; Angels , are my Friends : Then while from Them I am , I am amisse ; and , lightly , misse the Meanes to so good Ends. My Body 's but the Prison of my Soule ; which straits her more , the more that Prison's free : Time 's but the Rocke that vp my Life doth rowle ; and Earth the Place where Heau'n spinnes it & me . Here must I fight till Death for endlesse Life ; " The Chariot of my Triumph then , is Death : Then ( as I would be free from endlesse strife ) to mount this Chariot I must spend my Breath . The ground whereon I tread's the ground of Grie●e ; so that each step doth grieue me : for it is A Sanguine-field , that beareth Hurts , in chiefe , crost with sinister-bends ; and All amisse . Then here to bee , amisse is to be borne in Dolors Field , to eu'ry foule Disgrace : O Death then help my Soules house to adorne ; and let thine Armes be mine ; for , lifes are base . Am I not durt and dust ? then , maruell is 't if I , but with a thought , be that or this ? A shadow by some substance , doth subsist : but , all my substance , but a shadow is . The Sunne doth rise and set ; the Moone doth hold a constant course in most vnconstant state : The Earth now quick with heate , then dead with cold , doth shew their plight that It preambulate . Then ô yee Saints ( whose Bellies being rife with Waters both of life and grace ) be yee Pure Aquaducts , by , life , to bring me life from the Well-head , that fill may you and mee . The Graue ( though wide it gape ) dismayes me not , sith t is the Gate of glory , rest , and peace : And though therein my mortall Part must rot , yet thence it springs with much more faire encrease . If the last breath we call our Bodyes death , then may we call the other Breathings deaths ; Sith Life and death doe come and goe with Breath , we haue as many deaths , as we haue breaths . Yet , twixt this life , and that we death doe call ; this ods there is ; while life doth last , we dye : But when Death comes , we die no more ; but shall by dying well , liue well immortally . O then , looke how the Labourer for Night ; the Pilot , for the Port ; and for the Inne The Poast doth long : so doth my tired spright ( by death ) still long for Life , and rest therein . Death is my Hope : than feare not I his knife ; Feare is his Sting ; but , Hope hath puld it out ; The mortall'st Wounds , immortall make my life : then , better dye in Hope , then liue in Doubt . If Death be painfull ; then , is paine sustain'd before , or , at the Article of Death : But not before : for then , but thought is pain'd ; and at the instant it 's but rest of breath . So that in Death , is rest without disease : then Death be kinde , and rest my life in thee : While others , ( that doe cast such summes as these ) these Cyphers summe , decyph'ring thee and mee . And , Cyphers cast lifes Cyphers to , and fro , that I their number ( seene ) may multiply : Take nought from Nought , & nought remaines ; & so , the summe of All is lesse then vanitie . Cyphers ( not Numbers ) call I them , because they runne ( sans number ) roundly to the Graue : At which my Muse , being now arriu'd , shall pau●e ; referring these to those that Science haue To cast vp lifes accompt ; and to fore-cast the stricktnesse of Lifes great accompt at last .
ESSAIES .
The Foole hath said in his heart , there is no God . Psal. 14.1 . THat GOD IS , no Man euer made a doubt ; if doubt some did , they did it not as Men : For , faithlesse men , by meere sense , GOD finde out : what are these senselesse God-deniers then ? They are not Fiends ; for , they haue humane Soules ; and Fiends confesse , with feare , there is a GOD : Much lesse , not Angels , Beasts , nor Fish , nor Fowles , for , these praise God! What then ? Eu'n their owne Rod. Who doe themselves , tormentingly , confound ; hardning their Hearts ; and , so , plague Sinne by Sinne : Yet ioy in that which doth their Conscience wound : is 't possible such Creatures ere haue bin ? It 's possible , for , such there be , God wot , That know not God , because God knowes them not .
No pleasure to the pleasure of the Spirit . TWo Ioyes there are , whereof , the one is not ; of Fl●sh the one , that other of the Spirit : The Spirits ioy is reall , actiue , hot ; but , that of flesh , is vaine , cold , dull and light . How then can they be two , if but one Be ? one is ; but is , but meerely in Conceit : Which in Conceit , is forgde by Fantazie ; and whatsoe'er is forgde , is but deceit . Yet in this meere deceit , most men conceiue most pleasure to consist ; and , it to buy , They most essentiall perfect pleasure ; giue : so , make their Iudgement giue their Sense the lye : For , Sense could neuer tell , by her Receit , That such Ioy Is , that is but in conceit .
Vanitie of Vanities , all is but Vanitie . Eccles. 1.2 . A Mortall Eye can see but mortall Things ; and whatsoe'er is mortall , is but vaine : Then all we see is vaine , though Crownes , or Kings ; yet Men will lose themselues , the same to gaine . And yet , thy weene , they winne by so great losse ; ô corrupt Iudgement ! Men made to be lost : Who will all Vices ( hatcht in Hell ) engrosse , them to retaile , to get but Care , with Cost . It 's said , Light gaine doth make an heauy Purse ; but , this light gaine doth make an heauy Heart : To gaine all blessings , with Gods heauie Curse , is too light gaine for such an heauy Thwart : For , who doth purchase All at such a Price , Doth buy but extreame Vanitie with Vice .
Fly vaine Pleasures , as Paines intollerable . IF Vanitie be All , and All be vaine , how scapes he from this All , that 's All in All ? It is , because He euer doth remaine , the Cause of Causes metaphisicall . Sith fiends immortall are , not vaine they are : for Vanitie is but the Instrument Wherewith , in sport , they doe this All ensnare , to bring the same to Be as they are bent . And , so , vnbend their being , and , distort the euen Compasse that became their Forme : So Vanitie them backward bends , in sport ; and , Sathan still , in sport , doth them deforme : O then let All that would be bent aright , Beware these sports , that doe distort them quite .
To the good , the Worst fals out for the Best . THe Crosse and Crowne , on Earth , our value try ; as Crownes alone , in Heau'n , our vertue crowne : In Earth , if crown'd , we swell in Heart too hie , and , vnder Crosses we lie basely downe . But yet , if Grace doe Nature ouer-sway , and that a Crosse , or Crowne , alike we beare , A pride of Grace , our Nature , will bewray ; so , in our Nature , Sinne , though dead , doth steere . And yet this Pride doth humble vs the more ; for when we mind it , griefe doth vs pursue : So , is our Sore still cured by our Sore ; for , still we heale as we our griefe renew : This , is a Worke of Nature ; that ▪ of Grace ; And this and that , runnes with vs all our Race .
To the Lady Anne Glemmam , vpon the death of her noble Father . TO lye downe vnder Crosses , is to lye in our Confusion : for , that 's Cowardize ; And hath no taste of true Humilitie : then , such prostration is an abiect Vice . Nor is 't the Way from Crosses to be free to sinke beneath the Crosse , which weighes the more The more we , vnder it , so , humbled be ; but HEE that bore your Sinnes It stoutly bore . Yet is the Crosse impos'd to humble vs ; nor , is 't remou'd , till we be humble made ; How much more low , so much more glorious ; ( so as the Crosse doth vs not ouer-lade ) Then if we meeke be made , we winne by losse ; And cut a Crowne of Glory from the Crosse.
That to sinne finally malitiously , is irremissible . THe oftner Sinne , the more griefe , showes a Saint ; the oftner Sinne , the lesse griefe , notes a Fiend : But to sinne oft , with griefe the Soule doth taint ; and , oft to sinne with Ioy , the Soule doth rend . To sinne , on Hope , is Sinne most full of feare ; to sinne of malice , is the Diuels Sinne : One is , that Christ may greater Burthen beare ; the other , that his Death might still beginne . To sinne , of frailtie is a sinne ; but , weake : to sinne , in strength , the stronger makes the blame : The first , the Reede , Christ bare , hath pow'r to break ; the last , his Thorny Crowne , can scarse vnframe : But , finally , to sinne malitiously , Reede , Crowne , nor Crosse hath pow'r to crucifie !
That mortall Life is a mortall Plague . THis Life , of ours , is call'd Life most amisse ; which may be tearm'd , more truely , lifes disease ; Whose perfect'st Pleasures are oppos'd to Blisse , and , greatest paines grow from her greatest ease . One , hath the Plague , we say , and he will dye , that yet may liue ; then much more may we say , That One hath Life , and Death he cannot flye : for , Life 's a Sicknesse mortall eu'ry way . Doth mortall life , then , bring the mortall'st death ? then , no Disease so mortall as it is : A Plague of Plagues then , is our mortall breath ; yet mortall Men would still be plagu'd with this : Though Life be Plague of Plagues , yet this desire , Is the high'st Plague , whereto no Plagues aspire .
Too much Honie breakes the Belly . SWeet honied Life , thinkes one , that Honie draines from bloomes of Helebo●e ( this vaine Worlds-wealth ) Which , though It breakes his Belly , yet his paines seeme , to his Appetite , true Signes of Health . O bewitcht iudgement ! Senses r●ft of Sense ! deeme yee that sweet , that yeelds Eff●cts so sowre ? That spoiles the Will and soiles th' Intelligence ? and Soule and Body , quite , in dung , deuoure ? Yet , those whose Spirits are turn'd to grossest flesh , nay , those whose flesh seemes turn'd to purest sp'rit Are thus bewitcht ; which Sweetes their Sense refresh ; who sting like Waspes , if them they lose by might : If thus they fare by whom the World is led , What meruell though in sweete Sinne It be dead ?
The Foole makes a mocke of Sinne . Pro. 14.9 . WHo laughes at Sin ; for Sin can hardly weepe : who ie●ts thereat , is mad , or misbeleeues : Then , sith the World still laughes at Debt so deepe , it showes it madly sinnes ; and neuer grieues . Sinne is a Stinger ; and who feeles it not is mortifide , not to , but in fowle Sinnes : Then , doth the World , in Sinne , but stincke and rot ; for , it feeles not when Sinne ends , or beginne● . If it doe stincke , what Nose can it abide ? if it doe rot , what Eye , or Taste , or Touch Can be content by them it should be tride ? Then onely Hearing heares it without grutch : And that 's because the Dead , in silence , cry Cave to those , that , liuing , are to dye : Then they that loue it , in such lothsome plight , Haue neither Sense , nor Reason , Flesh , nor Spright .
The World is in a desperate plight , for which Christ refused to pray . BVt if the World be dead , God owes it not ; for of the liuing , He is God alone : And , if not Gods , it is the Diuels Lot ; which bounded is with the chiefe Corner-STONE . From that Stone vpwards , all to God belongs ; and from it , downewards , all the Diuels is : For , God , being iust , the Diuell neuer wrongs ; but ; lets him haue his due ; as He hath His. Then , to be Gods , is still to rest thereon : but who can rest there , that God doth not stay ? Then , sith the World refus'd this Corner Stone , God , for the World , refused but to pray : O wofull World , how canst thou merry be , That so forsook'st him , that so leaueth thee ?
That all Heresies are grounded on the infallible Scriptures erroniously interpreted . EAch Bible-bearing Sectarie will say hee 's in the Truth ; and proues it by her Word : Thus , is the Word of Truth wrencht eu'ry way ; and made a Text that Falshood doth afford . Yet , Truth 's but one , though Falshood's manifold ; and when Truths Saints , with her Word , do conspire To finde her out ; that Truth embrace we should , though we should mount to her in Coach of sire . No Exposition of the Truth is true , but what Truth makes her friends , alone , to make : Who know Her best , and what to Her is due ; but , foo●es , wise in their owne Eyes , both mistake : For many Eagles Eyes haue better sight Then one blinde Bats , that hardly see the light .
That the Eye is Sinnnes Burning-glasse , working vpon the Heart and Soule . AS Sinne 's most conuersant with outward Sense ; so is she most familiar with the Eye : For , shee sits in the eyes Concupiscence as in her Throne of greatest Maiestie . From eyes , to eyes , Sinne doth , in triumph , Tilt : ( a firie Serpent , clad in siluer Rayes : ) The end of whose Carr●ere is , where her guilt makes blacke the Soule with Dolor and Dispraise . Heuah first sinn'd : but , ere her Heart , her Eye did Sinne commit ; and all the lustfull Crue Melt in that Sunne , like Yee , vntill they dye : yet , like dead Flies , those Rayes , their liues renue : Then , sith this Sunne exhales such Humours ill , We must with Sorrowes Clouds , eclipse It still .
To take is to giue ; for a Gift , Liberty . OVr Mouthes runne o'er with false Superlatiues , in praising him , though bad , that did vs good ; Which are nought else , but true demonstratiues of the Corruption of our basest bloud . For , Pride can giue as much as Charitie : and Tyranny as much as Mercy can : But , who appl●uds or Pride or Tyranny , doe Monsters praise , the Minde doth make the Man . Then shall we take no good gifts of the ●ad ? I say not so : and yet , I say , who will Take Kingdomes of the Diu'll , are worse than mad ; for He doth good to no man , but for ill : Then sith , for Gifts , M●n giue their Libertie , Such Gifts binde Takers oft to villanie .
Againe , of the same . ANd yet blinde Iustice sees h●r Sword to sheath , if any offer her a Sheath of Gold ; Nay , high and hardy Hands oft sincke beneath the abiect Gift and Giuer , to vphold . There 's nought more free than gift : yet nought more ties the Hand , that takes them , to the Gi●●rs will : And yet ( ●h woe therefore ) some , god●y-wise , take Gifts , as good : and giue , as gifts were ill . Were I a Diuell , yet were I liberall , ( in this damn'd Age ) I would be seru'd with Saints : For , if I sent bright Angels to them all , they would adore me , maugre all restraints : But , were I GOD , if Gold were not my Friend , Pure Saints , in shew , would lothe me like a Fiend .
To him that hath , shall be giuen ; and from him that hath not , shall be taken away , that which it se●mes he hath . Mat. 25 . 2● . HIs Word is Truth , that said , to him that hath , shall still be giuen ; and , from him that lackes Shall be withdrawne that which he holds , with scath ; so , this World makes men , made ; & marr'd men , wracks . Who least doth lacke , hath most bestow'd on him ; for GOD and M●n giue richest gifts to Kings : So , he that doth in all abundance swimme , each Hand to him much more Abundance brings . What meanes this Mysterie so mysticall ! what ! World , begin'st thou now , with Age , to dote , That Thou dost giue some All ; some , nought at all : and , sinck'st some , sincking , to make swimmers flote ? I know now what this meanes ; but , this I know , T is too much to be loth'd , to be too low .
Of the Neglect of Arte and Vertue . To mine ingenious , deere , and well-accomplish'd Friend , Mr. Iohn Sandford , of Magdalen-Colledge in Oxford . GOe , forlorne Vertue , into Eden goe ; and , with Leaues , hide thine outward nakednes : Though t is their shame , not thine , that made thee so ; there make Worke for the Presse , far from the Presse . Tell Times to come , how much these Times neglect Thee , in Lines as far from death , as free from dread : And , make their Ofsprings blush that doe reiect Thee ; yea , liue in shame when their Shames Cause is dead . With open Hand to All , thy Largesse throw ; though All are too straite-handed , vnto Thee : Make them , them selues , and thee , aright , to know ; that in thy shining Lines they , both , may see : But , if they will be blinde , and both still wrong , Eden still keepe , and sing a Sion Song .
Yee haue made a mocke of the counsell of the Poore . Psal. 14.10 . THe Wisedome of the Poore , is still mispriz'd , sith by their Wealth , Mens Wits are valued : Speake he like Salomon , hee 's ill aduis'd , say some , that vnderstood not what he said . But if he be an Isis-bearing Asse , and speake what he himselfe , nor none conceiues , His Praise shall , as his Folly doth , surpasse ; and speakes , as he no place for answere leaues . Yet had some Kings , some Beggers in a place , where he might not be seene , to vse their Wit , ( If it were Soueraigne , though his state were base ) this Sou'raigne would , of him , perhaps , beg It : Which when He vents , the Peoples voyce is than , This is the voyce of God , and not of Man !
Against Fortune-tellers , commonly called , Wise-men . SIth all our Knowledge from our Senses comes , which oft mistake , then must our Wisedome needs Mistake , as oft as Error ouer-comes our Knowledge , that from ●rring Sense proceedes . Then all our Wisedome must be most vnsure , as are the grounds from whence the same doth grow ; Yet some great Wi●● m●n har●ly can endure that GOD should know that , which they do not know . And , sith they know , they know not as they ought ; more then they ought they seeme to know , at least ; These are the● Wi●e-men that by Fooles are sought , to s●ew ●u●nts to come to giue them rest : On whom they do● bestow a Wise-mans ●ee , Which th●se wise Seers , onely , doe fore-see .
Sinfull Curiositie had rather be acquainted with the Diuell , then with God , or his Saints . HAue any made a Cou'nant with blacke Hell , and are Familiar with infernall Sprights ? They shall be sought to , wheresoe'er they dwell ; for , many Soules desire to see those sights . But liues Elias ( most familiar with GOD and Heau'n ) where great ones most frequent , He liues as in his firie C●ach he were ; for , none comes neere so meere an Innocent . Thus doth the Diuell Lord it o'er the Aire , and those that most doe prize It ; while his slaues Are more sought to then Saints or Angels faire , though such Fiends bideing be among the graues : Then , what so senselesse , as the World , to take Delight in Diu'ls , and in Hell , for their sake ?
Againe , of the same . WEre Bacon , and that Vandermast aliue , ( Aire ) ( if liue they did where Men might draw but They , with a mischiefe , wold much more than thriue ; for , they would smothred be with Mens repaire . Some Bladuds would inuest them with their Robes , nay , Crowne them too , to learne them but to flye : That so they might but glide about the Globes , to be admir'd for Iack-dawes qualitie . So much Men , singularitie affect , that to be singular , ( though but in Toyes ) They 'l fre●ly giue what they doe most respect ; so much their inward Man , loues outward Ioyes : Nay , Men to Hell will creep from out the Croude , Ere they 'l be drowned in the Multitude .
That Persecutors of Truth , are their owne Tormentors . IF Vertues Sonnes be plagu'd with Vices Broode , ( sith they , by Nature , still doe disagree ) It 's for the vicious plague , and vertuous good ; which both shall here , or else-where , shortly see . If our good life , our Enemies encrease , that bad encrease , in that great good , is drown'd ; Who fight against themselues , but for our Peace ; and , through our Weeds , their Hearts and Soules do wound ! Our Sauiour , through his Death , did Death subdue , to make vs conquer by enduring strife : Then , what though They , to Death , doe vs pursue , when , through our Death , they dye to giue vs li●e ? But with such proofes , none but such Saints are prou'd That of his Iudge , in death , was fear'd and lou'd .
The righteous , in Ioy or Griefe , Life , or Death , GOD keepes as his Treasure . FEll Malice most of her owne Poison drinkes ; for them she plagues , doe sippe but of the toppe ; But she of that , which to the Bottome sinckes , to worke in Her Perdition , without Hope . Impietie and Plagues are of an age ; being burnt , not in the Hand , but in the Heart : For , who against the good doe battaile wage , shall perish through his pow'r that takes their part . And , if , for vertue , Men are made away , GOD takes for sacrifice , their sufferings : But when , by course of Nature , they decay , he then receiues them as Peace-offerings : So that in life and death , the righteous rest , As th' Apple of his Eye , as safe , as blest .
That mens Deuotions towards God and Goodnesse , are most mutable . NOught in our Life endures so many Turnes , as our Deuotion ; off , on , in , and out ; Now , cold as Yce , and by and by It burnes , scarse in one moode , while we can turne about . If good we heare , perhaps we thinke thereon ; but be it ill , ill ( past perhaps ) we minde : Thus , rowle we euer , like a thriftlesse stone , till Death vs stay by force , or Course of kinde . From Sinne to Sinne , as Flies from sore to sore , we still doe shift ; the best Men , Men are still ; The worst are worse than Beasts , to kill , or store ; for , they are leaue in good , but fat in ill : Then blest are they , that neyther fat nor leaue , Haue rowl'd to Rest , but with the Golden-meane .
To my most honored and approued best Friend , and Alye , Sr. Fran : Louell , Kn●ght . God takes the Will for the Deede . ALthough we doe not all the good we loue , but still , in loue , desire to doe ●he same ; Nor leaue the Sinnes we hate ; but ●●●ing , moue our Soule and Bodyes Pow'rs their forc● to tame ; The good wee doe , GOD takes as done aright ; that we desire to doe , He takes as done : The Sinne we shunne , He will with Grace requi●e ; and not impute the Sinne we seeke to shunne ! But good Desires produce no worser Deedes ; for , GOD doth both together ( lightly ) giue : Because He knowes a righteous Man must needes by Faith that workes by Loue , for euer liue : then , to doe nought , but onely in desire , Is Loue that burnes , but burnes like painted fire .
The Vertuous , liue well for Vertues sake ; the Vicious , for feare of Punishment . THree things , in Iudgement , haue obserued bin , to wo●k with wicked ones , shame , griefe , & feare : And yet without shame , griefe , or feare , they sinne , till Iudgement ( strict ) beginneth to appeare . If Iudgement then , haue force t'extort these three ; they haue no Iudgement , that will not preuent This sore Extortion , with an easie fee ; that is , liue well ; if not , then , well repent . But are these two performed with such ease ? Gods Y●ake is easie , and his burden light : And such as cannot well away with these , can neyther liue well , nor repent aright : But if they cannot , much lesse can they beare , What Iudgement wil extort , shame , griefe , & feare .
That there is no peace to the Wicked . THe Wickeds rest is like the raging Deepe , whose smoothest Peace is rough intestine War : With whose Alar'ms they often start in sleepe ; whose Heart-strings , with such fretting Stops , doe iarre Yet as the Sea seemes calme , as other Brookes , till Windes arise , wherewith they rage as mad ; So , oft the Wicked-man as smoothly lookes in prosperous state , as he whom GOD doth glad . And in this plight , he Saint it can aswell ( at least in shew ) as can the holiest Saint : Yea , can ( for glory ) in Good-workes excell ; and , Pietie in Word and Deed depaint : But when Afflictions flawes beginne to blow , He playes the Diuell both in Deed and Show .
That a vexed Conscience is the onely Hell on Earth . THe Bodies rest doth most disease the Soule , that is diseased with Sinnes sorest Sting : For then the Thoughts about that Pricke doe roule , and to the Soule an Hell of Horror bring ! The Minde then looking into Fancies Mirrour , sees nothing there but Sinne that sits a-Broode On grimme Chimaeraes , and sights full of horror , so to confound the Minde , or mad her mood . For , when Sinne onely fronts the Phantasie ; that Glasse reflects these horrid Formes , by kinde , Then , when the body most alone doth lye , these Monsters muster most about the Minde . O! Plague of plagues , when Sense nor Reas'n can spye A Reall Obiect from a Phantasie !
Phantasie a great Comforter , or Tormenter . GIue me Iobs Botches , Naamans Leprosie , nay , giue me All that plagues the outward sense , Rather then Terrors of the Phantasie , crawling from out an Hell of Conscience . And giue me all the Hels the Damn'd endure , ( this Hell alone excepted ) I will be Able to make them Heau'ns , in Conscience pure , through Operations of the Phantasie . Asleepe , awake , in Company , alone , past-vnderstanding Peace , and Ioyes past Ioy , In our Mindes Kingdome , then , themselues enthrone , to ouer-sway the Paines that Flesh annoy : Then , is this Peace and War , true Heau'n & Hell , Where Paine and Pleasure doe themselues excell .
A wounded Conscience , who can beare ? SAlues , Sores doe cure ; and Medicines , Maladies : Friendship , Oppression ; W●sed me , poore Estate : Fauour , Restraint ; and Tim● , Captiuiti●s ; Good life , Reproch ; and louing Manners , Hate : But , these , nor ought else that are ●●st , or best , ( except the Highest grace ) h●u● p●w'r to cure A wounded spirit ( with Sadnesse st●●l opprest ) but It doth Death out-liue , and Hell o●● dure . Were our Meate , Manna , our We●des , Salomons ; Monarches - our Friends ; and Eden , our Free-hold ; Our Guardes , G●●ia●s ; our Seates● highst Thrones ; our Houses Siluer , hung with Pearle and Gold : All these , and all what else can Sense delight Doe rather kill , than cure a wounded Spirit .
Death makes Things appeare as they are . ENuy and Anger haue some Wise-me● kil'd ; ( though in those Passions we hold no man wise ) As fauour and base flatt'ry Fooles haue spild ; for , with them both , we Fooles doe Nestorize . But when these moodes are , with the Parties , dead , then , were they Fooles , who wer so wise while-ere : And , Th●y most wise that Fooles were reckoned ; thus , Death doth make Things , as they are , appeare . Flatt'ry adornes Mens Fortunes , not the Men ; and Enuy , not their Persons , but their Fames Doth seeke to wound : so , it appeareth then , that Wise nor Fooles haue here their proper Names : But in the Font of Death they doe receiue Their naked Names which their true Natures giue .
God and Conscience tels truely what we are ; and are not as we seeme . WHat thou art , aske thine Hart , and it wil show ; or , aske a Foe , that Conscience makes to lie ; But aske thou no● Selfe-loue which cannot know : no● , aske a Friend , which can no ●ault espie . If we could see our selues , then should we see that we are nothing lesse then what we seeme ; Yet , some seeme farre worse than in Deed they be ; and therefore All , this Some doe not esteeme . For , we know nothing wholy , but in part , and , vnderstand but , what we know , by Sense : We see the Face , but cannot see the Heart : then showes betray our best Intelligence : This makes all wise men , that such Secrets know , To winne the World ; a Shadow , with a Show .
That Truth , being One and still the same , is made by wicked m●n to countenance Falshood , which is manifold , and still vnlike . WHen Peace & Truth do iarre , Peace is not peace : then , Peace , in Truth , is that we should ensue : Now , for this Truth , what Warres and Iarres encrease , these Times doe ●eele , and After-times may rue . Yet , no Man 's so vniust , that will auerre , he fights for Falshood ; but , for Truth and Right : So , iust , some say , is eu'ry vniust Warre : thus , Truth is made to countenance each Fight . Who euer yet for Heresie hath dide , but saith , for Truth he dies , and so beleeues ? Or , what Sect saith not , Truth is on their side ? so , Truth is made a Diuell , that deceiues : But Truth is God , vnmade , who , in the end , Will damne them all , that make him such a Fiend ,
That we are naturally bent to Ill , but supernaturally to Goodnesse . TWixt Sinne and Grace , I tost am to , and fro , as mine Affections please to bandy me : From Grace , to Sinne I flye ; but , backe , I goe ; and yet I goe as one that faine would flee . Nature doth moue the Wings of my Desire to Sinne-wards nimbly ; but , not so to Grace : For , then she limes them with my fleshes myre , that I am forc'd to passe an heauy pace . Yet still I stirre those Wings , and seeke to breake faile fleshes Bands ; too strong , for me ( too fraile ) Who though , sometimes , I faile of what I seeke , yet seeke I what I finde , and neuer faile : For , none seekes Grace that hath not Grace in hold : Then , Seekers find , though oft lesse then they would .
Abuse is familiar with humane Flesh and Bloud . MInding this World , I muse at what I minde , though It vnworthy be of Minde or Muse : I muse that Men are to It so inclinde , sith It mindes nought , but how Men to abuse . From high to low Abuse doth proudly raigne ; from which the Preist , that leads all , is not free : The Holy hold the Holy in disdaine , if with their state , their states doe not agree . Vertue , or Vice are held or good or ill , as , in this World , they thriue or ill , or well : For , Vice is honor'd more then Vertue still , if Vices Mannors , Vertues doe excell : If Manors good , doe what good Maners ought , ( That 's make men great ) great men are made of nought .
That it is farre better not Be , then to be Ill. THe World ( the Wombe where all misdeeds are bred ) breedes in my little - World such great offence , That my Soule , great with Sinne 's deliuered of Griefe , that gaules my bleeding Conscience : The Mid-wife Flesh , that did the same produce , giues it the Nurse , curst Nature , it to feede : And fattens It with full-Breasts of Abuse ; so , Griefe growes great , with Natures grosse misdeeds . O Nature , Nurse of my Soules foule Disgrace ! ô World , the Nurse of that Nurse ( grounds of grief ) Why doe you giue me being , time , and place sith you doe worse then kill me with reliefe ? For , that reli●se that doth but nourish Sinne , Makes our Case worse , then if we ne'er had bin .
Sinne and Grace cannot dwell in one place . IF Faith beleeu'd that Creede that Essence giues her , then would she giue the Soule what that doth giue : Faith 's made to know , and doe that which relieues her ; for , by her actiue knowledge she doth liue ! But oft the Soule ( though Faith be still her Ghest ) makes Sinne her Steward to prouide her Foode : How then can Faith such banefull Bits digest , which but contaminate her vitall Bloud ? Can Faith and Sinne ( if they be full in force ) dwell ( as if friends they were ) in one weake Heart ? No : one will other from the same diuorce ; for , Sou'raignes part with life , ere Lordship part : Then , want of Faith , with grosse Sin is supplide ; For , Nature vacuum could ne'er abide .
In rainy-gloomy Weather . THis Weather 's like my troubled Minde and Eyes : the one , being sad ; the other , full of Teares ; And , as Winde oft the often Showrings dryes : so , Sighes my Teares dry vp , and kindle Cares . Sighes please , and paine the displeas'd painfull Heart ; they please in giuing vent to Griefes vp-pent ; And yet the Heart , they ease , they cause to smart : so , Griefes encrease as Sighes doe giue them vent . But were my Minde thus sad but for my Crimes , and mine Eyes turn'd to Teares for cause so deare ; Or , did my Heart for that sith often - times , my Sighes , my Teares , my Sadnesse blessed were : But t is , sith Hope , my Ship , through Fates crosse-waue , Now grates vpon the Grauell of my Graue .
Our Wits are vnable to please our Wils . THis Life is but a Laborynth of Ils , whose many Turnings so amaze our Mindes : that out of Them our Wit no issue findes , But what our Sense commands , our Wit fulfils . Yet Sense ( being tired with deceitfull Ioyes that fleete as soone as felt ) prouokes the Wit to cast about those Turnes to pleasure it , Which findes new Pleasures lin'd with old Annoyes . So , that when Sense and Wit are at a Stand in quest of Pleasures vaine variëty , they are so cloid with their saciëtie , That Will is wearyed with her owne Command ▪ Thus , in this Life , or Laborynth of Ils , We toile our Wits in vaine , to please our Wils .
To my most deare , and no lesse worthily-beloued Friend and Pupill , Henry Mainwarring Esquier , with the truely-noble and venterous Knight Sr. Henry Thynne , accompanying , into Persia , the meritoriously-farre-renowmed Knight , Sr. Robert Sherley , Englishman ; yet , Lord Ambassadour sent from the great Persian Potentate , to all Christian Princes , for the good of Christendome . HEroicke Pupill , and most honor'd Friend , to thee , as to my Moitie , I bequeath Halfe th' other halfe ; beginning , at mine end , to make ( I hope ) me triumph ouer Death . My Sonne ( sole Sonne ; and , all I euer had ) vnto thy Care and Seruice I commend ; So , make me Sonnelesse , till you make me glad with your Returne from this Worlds further end . The Absence of so deare a Sonne as thou , must needes affect thine honor'd Sire with Griefe ; But , for thy good , he doth his Griefe subdue : so , doe I mine , by his , sith his is chiefe : Then , with my Sonne , take thou my Hart and these Celestiall Charmes , in Stormes , to calme the Seas .
Rob not the Poore , because he is poore ; neyther wrong him in Iudgement . Pro. 22.22 . THough Words with Wisedome richly be attirde , yet , if their Speaker be not rich withall , They will be rather scorned , then admir'd ; or thought , through Enuyes spight most criminall . But Words pronounced by Authoritie , ( though no Authoritie doth them approue ) Are held for Oracles of Deitie ; and , quoted , as rich Scriptures , Truth to proue ! Thus Wisedome rare , without a Fortune rich , is a rich Gift that gets but poore regard : For , Wisedomes lowest voyce , or highest Pitch , if her Pipe be but meane , can ne'er be heard : For , the Worlds Eares , though wide , no voyce can heare That comes not from a Pipe , as deare as cleare .
To my worthy ▪ witty , long-approued , and beloued Friend , Mris. Ioyce Ieffreies . Let vs heare the end : Feare God , and keepe his Commandements : for this is the whole duty of man . Eccles. 12.13 . MAny a weary Winter haue I past since first our eyes strange - lookes did interchange : But now ( deare Friend , that is ; as kinde , as fast ) Time , in Lifes Reere , or vitall - Powres doth range . My Layes of Loue , are now turn'd all to Psalmes and Hymnes addrest to Heau'n ; which my yong dayes Did most offend : Then , now , I craue this Almes , that thou , for me , on These , our God wilt praise . When Time , and Thwarts haue taught the humbled - sp'rit that all , saue loue and feare of God , is vaine ; By Grace and Nature we take most delight in paines , which may preuent eternall paine : Then , if thy Will doe match thy Wit ( deare Friend ) On these Feete maist thou trauell to that END .
The CONCLVSION . LO here an end of these our Muses Flights , which aymed at Mans End , or chiefest GOOD ; But if too wilde shee were , in heau'nly Heights , let her be made to know it , by the W●ood . If her Disire too high hath made her rise , ( though lesse than GOD contents not that Desire ) Of Christ , and of his Church she mercy cryes ; and , humbly , stoupes to what they doe require . Yea , prostrate , she doth fall ; nay , vailes her Necke vnder his Spouse ( the Church ) her sacred Feete ; Submitting all her Soarings to her Checke ; and ready to reforme what shee thinkes meete : If she hath rightly fled , GOD made that Flight : If not , she prayes the Church to make it right . But , knew I ought offensiue to her Eare , My Teares should blot It , yer It mended were .
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LONDON : Printed by T. S. for George Norton , and are to be solde at his Shoppe , vnder the Blacke-bell within Temple-barre . 1612.

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