PHILIP MORNAY, Lord of Plessis his Teares.

For the death of his Sonne.

Vnto his Wife CHARLOTTE BALISTE.

Englished By IOHN HEALEY.

AT LONDON Printed by G. Eld, dwelling in Fleete­lane, at the signe of the Printers Presse. 1609.

To my most honored and constant friend, Maister IOHN COVENTRY.

MOrality (worthye Sir) giueth vs this instruction, that Fortitude is more apparant in sustai­ning then in per­forming: and Di­uinity assureth vs that he that endureth Gods tryalls with a pacient humility, and an humble patience, shall thereby ascend a state most glorious. How much it be­hooueth both your selfe and me, to apply this Cataplasme to our owne present estates, it is best knowne to vs both, who haue thus long sayled in a deepe, darke sea of misfortunes: but as the diuine light shone vnto Sire du Plessis in his deepest night of sorrowes, and shewed him the way to his wished rest, so let vs light our Torches at his, and out of these his teares for the death of his onely [Page] [...] [Page] [...] [Page] sonne, extract a Quintessenc [...] for the cure of all our owne calamities. To this end, haue I presented them to you, per­haps in a forme vnfiled, yet no such (I am sure) as will returne from you, vn­accepted. The discourse of it selfe is a generall Amulet, and being truly worne, resisteth all the infections of fortune. Take it then, and weare it, God may lend you sonnes, and take them away againe at his vnchangeable pleasure; Keepe this Enchiridiō therefore at your elbowe, vpon all such occasions: wherein you shall finde desciphered both the passi­ons of a louing parent, and that restraint of them, that befitteth a religious Chri­stian.

Prenez en gre. Yours intirely: IO: HEALEY.

❧ Phillip Mornay, Lord of Plessis his Teares: to his wife CHARLOTTE BALLISTE.

DEare wife, see­ing that in this aboundant sor­row, wee can haue no solace but from the sorrow it selfe, nor any ease for this deepe wound, but what must be fetched from the woūd, let vs make much of it: stoppe it too soone, it spoiles vs: stay it too long, it kills vs. I doe not therefore exhort you to exclude lamentation: farre bee that want of feeling from vs; let vs euer want this want of true affect. Should you become obdurate, flinty, free from sence of sorrow? [Page] oh no: Gods corrections neuer propound vs this condition: the Lords punishments are to far other purpose: No, let vs be mooued, let vs bee melted. And my desire is that we acquaint our selues fully with this accidentall (not eternall) affliction: let vs affoord this corrosiue vlcer som­what to feede vpon easily, least it feed vpon our owne bosomes too fiercely: let vs tame this vn­tamed accident, and take it into our essence: let vs make it a part of that substance which it hath already wholy transformed: it is now become one of our essen­tiall parts, no more a passion, no more an imperfection. Heere then are our teares for thee to vse, if it bee inflamed, to coole it; if it bee ranckled, to [Page] supple it: put it from vs, nay shake it off vs we cannot, & wic­ked were we truely if wee could; wee are depriued of a sonne, (deare wife) an onely sonne: and ah how good a sonne! our God the true comforter, be our com­fort: he that hath caused our sor­rowes, conclude them: bee hee our cure, that hath procured our hurt: onely comforter, onely Chirurgian. But stay: hee hath spared our sonne, that s [...]ared not his owne onely begotten for vs: he hath acquitted him from this world, and admitted him into a better: timely, in respect of his owne age, & no more but time­ly in respect of the ages of most besides him: freeing him from the conditions, nay the corrup­tions of this age, maugre all the [Page] vainely-banded vowes of all such as wisht his presence, and wept for his departure.

PHILIP MORNAY, PHILIPS Sonne, making an enterprise vnder the Graue Maurice, vp­on the Citty of Geldre, hauing broken open the first and se­cond gate, and bending all his power and endeuour against the laste, with a Musket-shot was struck through the brest, and fel; leauing behind him the reward of his vertues, included in the worlds generall lamentation for him, as hee had possessed it with honorable hopes of him.

[Page] Hee was borne at Antwerp in his fathers Embassage: 1579. the 20. day of Iulie: and was made immortall, 1605▪ the 23. of October.

Nature hath wept out the teares shee had: Now let rea­son; and piety weepe their partes, for they haue their springs of sorrow as well as the other: though not so fluent, not so abundant; yet more pure, more excellent, more eternall. When Nature hath drain'd the source of her teares dry, then come these two, and supplie sorrowes current.

What, shall I then speake out my woes, or shall I entombe them in silence? I had but one [Page] one onely sonne, perhaps I shall neuer haue more. This sonne, our God bestowed bountifully vpon our vowes: and this same sonne (our God) our vowes re­turned dutifully vnto thee, and that instantly after. Hee was but now borne, thou hadst but now giuen him vs, when wee gaue him back againe to thee: he but now sawe the world, when the world saw him thine in his edu­cation, and our dedication. Grace hir selfe was the grace­woman, the Midwife that recei­ued him from his Mother, gaue him Milke, and attended his first houre of birthe: so did Piety his infancie, Learning his child­hood, Vertue his youth, Hone­stie his fuller growth and firmer age. And yet so kinde was this [Page] contention of the corporall and mentall vertues, being all en­ranged & enrooted in him, that neither did his strength make him decline vnto pride, his good shape to loosenesse, his learning to vanitie, his valour to cruelty, or his loue of vprightnesse vnto any sowrenesse of manners: his towardnesse so happily preuen­ted his education, his fruite stept in before his flower, and true grauitie tooke place in his heart, ere any little downe had spred it selfe on his face. So gra­ciously were these contraries ga­thered together, each one to be­stowe the proper grace, without endamaging the residue. And al­ready now began hee to be stiled the Staye of his Parents, the Starre of his countrie, that I [Page] (faine foole) was a saying. My roote is spred out by the waters, and the dew shall lie vpon my branch. My glory shall renew to­wardes me, & my bow shalbe restor­ed to my hand. In him I am renew­ed, in him I am reniued, that was otherwise halfe dead, and more then halfe dust. But behold! thou breathed'st but vpon him, & as y downe of a flower he flew away in fleeces.Iob. 14. 3. & 15. 33 He shot forth as a flower, and is cut downe: thou hast taken him away, as the vnripe grape: thou hast cast him off, as the O­liue doth her flower.

Here, is the heart-strings of comfort, all cut! here (LORD) how can I speake inough, though I were all tongue! how can my stupid silence bee suffici­ent, were I all flint? Thy Ionas, [Page] Lord, for whō thou preparedst a goord, in the shadow wherof his faint sadnes might be refreshed, as soone as the touch of the worme turned the verdure into canker, and the beames of the Sun beat vpon his head, his cou­rage, at an instant, conuerted into faintnesse,Ionah. 4. 8. It is better for me (saith he) to die then to liue. Thus this great Prophet grew in passion a­gainst thee for shewing thy power vpon his poore shelter, vpon that little shade he sat in: what then shall poore I say to one so potent? I, that am sodden in sorrow, and yet my boy­ling brought to no end! ex­posed to the sonnes fierie ri­gor, neuer to bee remooued, neuer to bee refreshed! Oh my LORD! I feele a rebellious [Page] battell within me! keepe downe my tongue, let it loose to no language, but those sounds of the Psalmist: I am dumbe; and do not open my mouth, because thou hast done it. Psal. 39. 10 But thou Lord, laye thine hand vpon my mouth, that my redoubling dolour burst not out into outragious murmure; and I beeing a foole my selfe, charge GOD with foolishnesse. Iob. 1. 22.

My sonne, when as yet his child-hood swayed his estate in nature, bent his full endeuour to the attaining perfection in the principall tongues, and all ho­nest and honourable disciplines: hee neuer wanted instigation, but rather inhibition, his for­wardnesse was so toward, and his towardnesse so forward: and still as his growth enabled him, [Page] so hee enured himselfe to all il­lustrious exercises, sharing his time betweene the splendor and light of learning, and the thun­der and lightning of warre: that Mars did seeme to grudge that Minerua had so great a part in his perfections. His youth saw him a traueler in most countries Christian, extracting what euer made for vertue, where euer he found it, and expelling vicious affect farre from him, where e­uer he met it.

The industry, and ornament of each peculiar, was in his ob­seruation (as in a store-house) carefully reposed for practise: the defects and exorbitance of each, obserued also, but without the slightest acquaintance and with the carefullest auoydance [Page] of their least touch, or tainte.

But now, growing to one de­gree rearer ye ful man, & behold­ing France her pacification with a minde not minding peace, resoluing to set forth his vertue vpon ye quest of Honor, away he departeth to Holland, (ye worlds Theater or the sepulcher whe­ther?) to giue his valour action vnder Prince Maurice, the Fort­razer of this our age, and there duely performeth all the due­ties of a future captaine, and a present-hearted souldior. For hauing had command in diuers seruices vnder the vnconque­red King of France, by his es­peciall appointment, hee was firmely resolued to write in wounds vpon his enemies bo­dies, that he was worthy of that [Page] enstalment from so worthy an aduocate. Many held his resolu­tion too hot, and heady, but that he would haue left, had he liued: the tempera [...]e affects that at­tend vpon the years of maturity would haue allaied his youthful feruor, had he surniued to haue seene maturty. Meane while, all these illustrious instruments of industrious verture, stored he togither, for ye glory of his God, the seruice of his King▪ the bene­fit of his country, & the defence of honesty, in euery son of hirs: they were also prepared by pie­ty, so seasoned by equity, and so preserued by charity: it was admirable to see Zeale haue so faire an harbour in such a youth­full and fiery spirit: and Piety to stand▪ supported with diuine [Page] studies, higher by the head and shoulders thē al ye other (though high & honorable vertues. Here againe began I to set vp my rest, and trust vpon him, as on a stay to my feete and a staffe to mine age: O my Lord (said I) Thou of thy louing kindnesse hast made my mountaine to stand strong: Ps. 30. 7. thou (Lord) art the shadow on my right hand. Ps. [...] 21. 5. But ah! behold: the thing I feared, is fallen vponmee: the thing I was afraid of, Iob. [...]. 25. is befallen mee.

Here is a sad breach of na­tures order, for the father to prepare the funerall of the Sonne: for the father to bee the sons suruiuer.Iob. 7. 10 All the thoughts of my heart are now turned into con­fusion. All my affaires in my house, in my heart, all quite [Page] confoūded: vtterly out of frame! Goe then and guird thy selfe with sackcloth (wretched man) wal­lovv thy selfe in ashes, [...]erem. 6 27 make la­mentation and bitter mourning. Why, let mee goe meete with death also, what delight is there in delay? I, I, that haue out-li­ued so many sorrowes, so ma­ny perills, nay now the losse of mine owne bowells, and nerues, and yet liue to record the cut­ting of mine owne heart-stringes, nay my heart it selfe? Thou hadest a King (LORD) and Israell had a light, who when hee heard of the death of his Sonne, albeit hee was a rebell and would haue beene a parricide, yet burst out in a full presence,2 Sam. 18 and cried: O Ab­salon my sonne, vvould God I had [Page] died for thee: 2 Sam. 18 O Absalon my son. Thus turned hee the safety of his people into teares and mourning, and shamed the fa­ces of all his seruants, beeing so loath to leaue the dust hee layd in, that Ioab was faine to threaten him with the sedition and departure of the people from him. What then shal I do? ah what shall I not doe? hauing lost an only sonne, a companion, a kinsman, a brother thē! whom, (choose which of these you can) neuer man had a better! what life is worth loue, nay what death is not worth life to mee in this helplesse extremity!

Oh but, my soule, my soule, returne a little vnto thy rest: mans waies, nor his life thou knowest are in his hand: In the [Page] Lords hand is the breath of eue­ry liuing thing and the soule of all mankinde. Iob. 12. 10. And GOD cutteth of the daies of man: Iob. 14. 16. for in his hand is in the number of his monethes: Iob. 24. 12 which none ei­ther preuenteth, or surpasseth, and yet doth not GOD de­cree any thing with follie.

Therefore say rather to thy selfe and bee not sorie for say­ing so.

I am dumbe,Psa. 39. 1. and doe not open my mouth, because thou hast done it.

But thou (LORD) keepe a bridle within my mouth, be sure (Lord) that thou see, that my lips be not let loose to impute vnius­tice vnto thee: oh no but let thē [Page] euer oppose iniquity, & attri­bute righteousnesse vnto my maker.

Ah! but (my gracious Lord) I am full of (dolorous) matter: my spirit swells within me, and compells mee! Behold, my bel­ly is as the wine that hath no vent: & wanting vent, resembles the embotteled aire that breakes through all that bind­eth it in.

Therefore I wil speake (I thinke it bee best) that I may take some breath, against this abun­dant excesse of sorrowe. Thou knowest (LORD of all mine, and all others life) what I ay­med at, in my Sonne, my scope in him was not excluded from thy supereminent vnderstand­ing. Had I any thought, any [Page] intent but to imploy his lustre wholy to the illustration of thy glory, the Churches good in­crease, and his Kings & countries grace? no, no, I consecrated his yeeres in their fullest maturity, his vnderstanding, in the grea­test perfection, wholy and soly to those sacred employments. At that, all my vowes leuelled; vnto that, all my prayers ten­ded; with that, all mine instruc­tions concluded; & in y, all mine endeuours were bounded: that, ah! nothing but that, was the center from which all my cogi­tations were drawne, and the circle to which they tended. But it was thy pleasure (Lord) in the meane space, to make mee the point, the marke, where-at thou wouldest shoote, so that I [Page] am now become mine owne burden. Nay thou hast shot me thorow, & that through the sides of mine onely sonne: striking Father and childe starke dead both at one stroke. Alas, thou Lord of mine, are thine eares become deafe? is thine heart growne obdurate also: is that that eternall, neuer-dried foun­taine of thy free mercy, frozen with colde, or dryed with heate, when I come to drinke, and vnto none but mee? It is true▪ Lord that If I should dispute with thee, Iob. 9. 3. & 12. I should not answere thee to one thing in a thousand! Thou art wise in heart, and mightie in strength: When thou takest a prey, who can enforce thee to re­store it? who shall say vnto thee, why didst thou thus? I, but I do not [Page] sticke in the courts of thy pow­er Lord, I presse in, vnto thy very sanctuarie, and looke all about mee, vpon thine exceed­ing power, commixt and con­temperate with thine vnmeasu­red goodnesse, and thine inscru­table wisdome.Psal. 73, Thou Lord art righte [...]us in all thy wayes, & mer­cifully) holy in all thy workes: Psal. 145. 17, Nay, thy mercy is aboue all thy workes. Therefore are thy iudgements deep, & thy mercies a boundles, a soundlesse depth: thou giuest these, as Cauterismes in Phisick, not as hurtes in hostilitie. Wee thoght thou hadst not heard our vowes, and see thou hast heard them truer then wee were aware of: our wordes it may bee thou refusedst, but our intents thou hast admitted: and signed both [Page] our desires with a better condi­tion to vs both: to our sonne thou hast done better, in taking backe as thy iust due, him that thou hadst but lent vnto vs du­ring thine Almighty pleasure, and seating him in Heauen, whome thou hadst but shewen (and scarcely that) vnto the Earth: to vs thou hast done bet­ter, in taking him out of the dangers of the worlds deuou­ring whirle-pittes, wherein per­haps wee might (vnto our more excesse of sorrow) haue seene him swallowed, and haue swum after that Funerall in a Sea of more bitter teares.

Once againe, here Lord, seale vp my lippes: once more, here binde mine organs of speech: for the flesh rebels, and compels [Page] me, nor see I meanes to bridle it, it is growne so head-strong, and so impatient of suppression. It bids mee say, why tookest thou him away ere his time? thou inexorable creditor that wouldest not stay thy day, but catche him vp ere his fate was ready to call him.

True, thou fraile flesh and bloud: why was it not his time to take him, that was Times Creator? and what is fate, but the will of GOD the Father? And what better limite hath life in any of vs all, then the rest from all our labour? And what matter is it whether the ship of our mortality bee brought to the hauen by a sterne tempest, or a gentle gale? by winde, or by tide? had not hee that from [Page] all eternitye predestinated the moment of his birthe, the same power to decree the houre of his death by? If thou haue any reason to complaine that thou lost him so soone, the same cause hast thou to expostulate why thou hadst him no sooner, or no later, but e [...]en then when hee was giuen thee: and doost thou thinke hee hath not liued long enough, whose life his countrie extolleth, & whose fu­nerall song the purest Christ of God singeth?

This, as vertues desired re­warde, haue many worthye men bestowed much toyle to attaine, hardly deseruing it in their declining age, and their frostiest part of nature, which hee gotte signed him, ere hee [Page] gotte out of his youth, ere his age was at the Summer Solstice: namely his wish, and want, in the hearts of al such as honor good­nesse?

Therefore thou talkest like a foolish Woman: goe and learne better language of the wise:Wis. 4. 10. It is not length of time, but wisdome, a life well lead, a course well runne in the Lord, come wee neuer so soone to the stake, that is the true gra­uitie.

The sanctified man, dye hee neuer so soone,Psal. 116. 15.hath had a long time: Precious in the sight of the Lord, is the death of such as hee holdeth deare: and that for euer.

But thou hast no measure, thou fraile corruption, thou art in my [Page] bosome againe with an other friuolous obiection. Hee was all, all the sonnes I had, and now; I haue neith [...]r sonne nor daughter amongst my people: Iob. 18. 19. nor any poste­ritie in my dwellings. No, GOD knowes not I: and in the meane while, the imaginers of mischiefe, such as like Moles, digge groue­ling in sinne, vntill they haue cast vp a mount of hatefull en­ormitie against Heauen, Their seede is established before them, Iob. 21. 8. and their generation stands strong in their sight. It doth: O but stand, stand a little, and cast an eye about. Now tell mee how many great Princes and Poten­tates thou seest to sit debarred from the fruite of progenie, and the fruition of children, in so much y the whole world seemes [Page] to stagger for want of stayes from their loynes, and to ende­uour to make them fruitfull by bathing their barrennesse in ful­nesse of teares. And what hast thou foregone that thou shoul­dest so grieue at? a modell of vertue, whom all men respected more then hee in whom it was resident: a patterne of honora­ble honesty, forcing praise from others, and following nature in himselfe: Ah fixe thy fickle heart and giue the Deity his due praise! How often are the bran­ches of the wicked, shiuered in sunder with the winde. Nay let vs grant them (that which God seldome granteth,) their full growth: the fruite they bring, is vnprofitable, not relishing any taste, nor befitting any vse. But [Page] call thy thoughts home to thine owne issue: why in him, his sweetnesse of fruite thrust his sweete blossome from the stalke, his vnparalleld vertue pressed out the delicious iuice of his sweete fruite, and left it to bee casked vp by all succeeding po­steritie. And now the tents of the godly are perfumed with his rare, and redolent fragrancie: his heate, nay and that in the height, his ardor, armes, and ani­mates them all to emulation of vertue. Time ranked many with him in respect of age, and gaue his fore-lock into diuerse hands assoone as his, yet were there not any of his time that knit that lock into so many knots of vertue as he did: what canst thou grum­ble further at? yet mee thinkes [Page] thou art not satisfied: oh thou wouldst faine haue had him, as thou thoughtst thou hadst be­gotten him, to beene the heire of thine intents, to haue beene enfcoffed in thy determinations, and haue suruiued to haue inhe­rited thine honest and goldy en­deuoures.

I pray thee now looke after him once for mee, that hast longed so for him in thy selfe. Now, blind man, hath he not dis­cerned his heritage himselfe, and is he not now seized of that re­all inheritance where thou woul­dest share with him with all thine heart? hath hee not left thee, his countrie, and the church possessed with as plentifull and as pleasant fruit, as such a greene stock as his could possibly bring [Page] to perfection? yes: and GOD himselfe hath layde it vp in his Granary: & that I thinke makes thee most melancholie, because thou thinkest that God hath lost the more absolute vse that thy sonnes farther yeares might haue affoorded him.

Goe to, keepe thy selfe con­tent, and let Gods losses lye vp­on his owne hand: it is in his power out of this heape of stones, to rayse himselfe ser­uants, the country souldiers, and the Church supporters: cannot he fill the heauens with legions of Saints, the earth with hoasts of Protectors, and his Church with millions of assistants, but hee must bee faine to take a cor­ruptible mans direction, and stand drawing out the life of this [Page] man or that, longer then his e­ternity liketh? ah farre bee it from true sence to bee so bee­sotted.

Why so then, I am satisfi­ed: giue mee leaue, I will now take the bitte out of my mouth my selfe, and plead the cause of the all-sufficient Creator, euen against mine owne soule. Why doost thou not see then (deere wife) how all the worlde like a Bowle, is ouer-swayed by the ouer strong byas of iniquitie, & bends (despite all opposition,) to black corruption? oh how secu­lent, how pestilent a vapour of sinne drawes euery man in with the first breath hee takes, attrac­ting vices as innumerable as At­tomes, euen in his first moment of respiration: and the longer hee [Page] liueth to draw his breath, the su­rer foote-hold hee giueth vici­ousnesse in his foule bosome, and settleth the contagion in his soule: which the deuill is sure of, though he be sencelesse of: Sathan hath a beadroll of those impious, and daily increa­sing inhabitants, though the poore Land-lord taketh no note of their entrie to possession, nor receiues any rent of them but ruine: happy hee (too few so happy!) that can bring his acti­on against them before GODS bench, or in that celestiall starre-chamber, and remooue them from possession by a bill of re­pentance: but few such suites go forward: the world comes with one bribe, and the flesh with an­other: & either too easily (GOD [Page] knowes) can perswade the poore plaintiffe to let his action fall: for this flesh, let the soule, let the spi­rit come neuer so fresh, neuer so zealous, neuer so hot in that zeale frō the hand of God, it will finde one angle or other in, wherein it may sow the seed of sin, & plant a too fruitefull infection. And when the soule is once dipped in worldly delights, what should deliuer it from being drowned therein? What hold hath any one that is once ouer the shooes in iniquity, vpon any thing that may saue him from slipping in ouer the shoulders? & what pri­uiledge had the court of heauen granted our sonne more then an­other? had he a lease of his soules life letten him? none.

And wee see, (and might learne [Page] by sight of it) that vertue when it is exalted, and eleuate, if it be­gin once to drawe damnation in, it becometh graduate in the most extreame degree of vici­ousnesse. Yes. yes, when good­nesse once misseth the true tract, and lights into the broade way of blacke destruction, it will hardlye heare of any reclaime, but maketh the more speede to mischiefe, and runnes headlong to euident ruine.

So then, was it not better for our sonne to haue taken paye for a little space in the Campe of Vertue, then to haue beene enranked as an olde attendant in the Court of vice? and had hee not better haue beene ex­posed to an houres sharpe toyle, then to a yeares subtle [Page] temptation? Thinke but of him as hee was indeed. A youth of an egregious alacritye, a pene­trating spirit, and an vnbounded ayme. His vigorous vertue would enter vpon any enter­prise, and generally the effect would answere his endeauour: his valour found no obstacle so obstinate but it would through it, and bring glorie through it againe? breaking the squa­drons of the most sollid opposi­tions, and mounting his honor vpon the rubbish of their ruined forces.

Now beeing such an one (and such hee was indeed!) his heart lay open to all the assaults of af­fect, of glory: desire of renowne (you know) might soone haue put him out of the pace that [Page] vertue had taught him: ambiti­on is a great fowler, and of ex­ceeding cunning in her baytes: why might not hee haue start out, and haue slipt into one of her sprindges? might not that (holy) hunger after honor haue turned his wrong side outward and haue led him cleere out of the sight of sobriety in affecti­on? yes, and this hunger is most commonly an vtter enemie to the temperate diet of vertue, and cannot endure to eate any thing that moderation prouid­eth.

Besides, lofty spirits (if they bee really eleuate) can neuer brooke the horrible decay of ho­norable worth in these decli­ning times, and this Sunne-set of the world, but will some­times [Page] flie out, and aduance their spirit in his ful freedome against these ages neglect of the deser­uing worthie, and then comes porte and power, together with their appendants or hang­bies, and treades out the light of their most glorious lustre: Ah this is too true, and thus might our sonne haue beene lost, had hee liued any longer.

But indeede true sorrowe will alwaies build vpon false grounds to augment it selfe, if it bee not taken vppe in time, and if it once gette heade, it will haue a reason to shewe for any vnreasonable passion that it shall entertaine. In truth it is true.

For hee that greeueth vn­fainedlie, greeueth also that [Page] any one should hold his griefes cause not sufficient to procure a greater affect of sorrow then hee endureth. But tell mee now I pray thee (louing wife) wouldst thou not haue lost thy sonne? no, wouldst thou not haue had him transported from this ruined state that earth stand­eth in, vnto that excellence of e­eternity that heauen affordeth? yes. Why, now then, seeing that thou seest hee hath preuented thine expectation, and is gotten vp thether long before thou thoughtst hee should, why hast not thou reason to say with the wise man:Wis. 4. 10. 11. He pleased God, and was beloued of him, so that where as hee liued amongst sinners, hee trans­lated him: This was Henock (wife) a man that was full of the feare [Page] of God. And hee was taken a­way least wickednesse should alter his vnderstanding, and least de­ceite should haue beguiled his minde. And thus, and no other­wise but thus, hath our glorious GOD taken away our Sonne, like a good Father, who seeing his Sonne placed in the broadest beeach of peruersenesse, takes him out of danger in time, least hee should bee drawne into too euident danger, and bee strucke downe by one shot or other from the assaylant enemy: The deluge of wickednesse, hath al­most couered the highest moun­taine of Godlinesse, and good manners; and therefore blessed be God that hath set our son in a place of so blessed security.

The sonnes of men growe [Page] more and more peremptory a­gainst the prescriptions of the highest, the monuments of goodnesse are so weather-bea­ten, that iniquity and antiquity hath almost left no character thereof vndefaced: the rust of ir­religiousnes hath eaten into the most steely tempers of our age: & had our son (thinkest thou) any especiall protection promised him? no, effect in others con­firmeth this to vs. Wipe away those teares once more that gush out in such aboūdance (seeming as if hee were not dead already, to drowne him in his graue:) and consider but this: How inumera­ble and almost ineuitable trap­falls are set in the tract of ver­tue, in all her walkes? Here you shall haue one that will kisse the [Page] visar of vertue: but shew them her true face, and you turne all their kisses vnto curses.

You shall haue other some that while shee is vnderfoote, will lend her a hand to helpe her vp: but when shee is vppe and hath gotten wing, and mount­eth, then they either suspect hir themselues, or buzze suspicions of her into the heads of others.

Affording hir all their dili­gent culture while shee is a springing, but growing once aloft, they make haie of her ere shee come to her hight, and rend her vp by the rootes.

And then there is that pestilence reigning euer a­mongst men of equallity, in [Page] what ranke soeuer, I meane En­vye: and her nature, and conse­quently her practise is euer to persecute that good which shee cannot paralell. That hight which she cannot mount vnto, shee presently vndermines, set­ting all her Pioners, cauillation, detraction, and derision on worke vpon the ruine of that glorie which shee cannot reach: it is her food to bee felt heauy vpon the highest fortunes. And this is the source of all the grudges, malice, and altercations that haue beene the pestilence which hath swept such multituds from the bosome of our mother France: this malice, oh this madnesse of the Nobility, that (for ought I can see) are now but bastards to their ancestours [Page] valour: these adulterous births, haue obscured the rising glory of France, with the mystes ari­sing from the bleeding bodyes that haue fallen in this fatall warre: wherein with thoughts more bloudy piercing then their armes, Religion, and all respect of goodnesse beeing thrust ou [...] of the true place, the brother ranne head-long vpon his bro­ther, as vppon his fiercest ene­mie.

And looke now; our sonne is acquit from hauing any hand in these desperate hacksters ac­tions, and sittes aloft, looking downe, and laughing at this lit­tle lumpe of earth, (so ouer­growne with Spuma Cerberi, and the weedes of the Diuels har­uest) [Page] [...] [Page] [...] [Page] which he hath left beneath him.

But what comfort canst thou haue of this, or I, that share with thee in this sorrow if wee stand shaking our hands, or ar­ming our hearts against GOD, who is the onely consolation in the extreamest agonie, and an­guish of heart? Are not wee of them that haue receiued the seale of the Lion of Iudah? are we not Christians? Downe, downe, perturbed spirit! thou abortiue of misery.

Why? but God might haue shielded him from all these en­counters of vicious extreames. You neede not tell mee that: I know hee might: but had hee not made him a fraile mortall? [Page] nay, and had hee not appointed him a place in warres, and instil­led a Military vigor into him? Being euery day betweene the chaps of death, why might hee not be catcht at length? is it pos­sible to stand in a shower of hail­stones, & haue not one to touch him?

GOD had made him valo­rous: the likelier to bee ouer­ha [...]dy in daring of death, and so ouer-taken in his too much heat, and too little dread. God had made him with an heart that put forth his rigour in all the endeuoures of masculine ver­tue:

Alas, what was hee in this, but a fayre shotte-marke for foule Enuie? a rocke for the [Page] vntaught billowes of iniurious suspect to beate against, and perhaps (though breaking ma­nie of themselues first) at length to shake downe into ruine?

Didst thou looke to haue him miraculously lifted vp from his seate in this sea of deprauati­on? What warrant hath GOD giuen the for that? what bar­gaine had Fate made with thee, or mee, including any such condition?

How much more com fort should we finde, and how much more easily should wee settle the rebellious affects that keepe this coyle in our bosomes, if wee would steppe a little out of this wildnesse of conceite, and suffer our imaginations to bee [Page] guided vnto Truth by the sette order of nature, by mans fraile estate in this order, and by the reall cause of this frayltie of state?

Death ending man in this or­der, time bringing him on to death, and originall sinne (the due deseruer of death) bring­ing man forth to his first mo­ment of time? Such considera­tions as these, were farre more fitte for vs, then to cast off our thoughts at randon, to suffer them flye beyond the pitche of our obedience to our ma­ker.

And now tell mee true (con­sideratis considerandis) and all accompts beeing cast, is not our sorrow exceedingly lighte­ned, [Page] to see our beloued sonne deliuered from those complete armed Battailions of deadly dan­gers, that enuironed him on e­uery side? Tell mee now thou vile and mis-beleeuing flesh, hast thou not now reason to turne ouer a new leafe, and to say with that holy singer: I acknowledge O Lord, that thy iudgements are iust: and that thou hast afflicted me, for my faith: for tryall of my faith. God is (euer) good vnto Israel, and pure in heart.

He is so, and when his wrath seemeth to threaten vs in most terrible thunder, then raigneth hee his mercy vpon vs in a most mellifluous dew. I will there­fore turne mee, (I will leaue all and turne mee) to my GOD, [Page] and on him will I build my con­fidence.

And now shall my mouth bee shutte no more: but I will turne it into a Trumpet, in the cause and quarrell of the Almightie: This will I resound, and of this shall all the world returne an Eccho, Thou hast done it O Lord, and well hast thou done it.

Well hast thou done it: for thou canst doe nothing but well: being thy selfe the neuer dryed Well of goodnesse. Vnto the good, nothing befalls but good: come it in neuer so horred a shape of mischiefe; in a forme neuer so fearefull.

Well hast thou done vnto our sonne, in taking him out of the perillous conflicts where-into [Page] hee had nowe set foote (and that was all, if hee had done that) and bestowing his free­dome gratis vpon him nay and besides, crowned him with a Garland of such glory. Had hee liued longer, hee might haue runne astray the more, the larger weight of worldly experience might haue bent him downe­wards, and haue fixed his affecti­ons vpon fading glories. For there was Salomon, whose emi­nence of wisdome is by the di­uinity of wisdome it selfe eter­nized vnto all after ages, as also his fall is, beeing the more a­mazefull vnto all posteritie, by reason that is was from such an admired height of vniuersall vn­derstanding.

[Page] Oh what a goodly haruest of glory had fallen to him, had hee fallen sooner himselfe. What a lasting disgrace be-rusted his lustre by his liues lasting so long? The world seeth it, and sighes to see it.

Well hast thou done also vn­to mee his Father: for it is not vnknowne to thee, what an anxiety, and restlesse disquiet­nesse of thought possessed mee, concerning his passage out of those bogs yt the world had layd all about him: And of his de­scent from so tottering a stand in the wheele of the destenies reuolution. A feare, a chill feare like a feuer still hung at mine heart-strings, in doubt of his deliuerance from these dangers, [Page] which now I see effected, now is hee, after all my cares, after his education in the true fayth, his discharge of the duety of a Christian souldier, and his lit­tle progresse in the pathes of more maturity, and discretion, taken out of this worldes win­ter, and placed in the caelestiall, Summer climate, and in the soule quickning Sunshine of the Trinity.

Well hast thou done to mee, LORD in this also: as long as the world had my Son, my Son had my heart, & consequently, the world kept it fixed, on an vnfit and fickle foundation: But now, in calling him away, thou hast euen almost, (there wants but one other pull) [Page] torne me vp from my rooting in earth, to be transplanted in thy celestiall paradise! the world holds mee now but by two or three slender fiuers: let but the mariners giue one other sweigh, and mine anchor will come vp, for altogether [...]: and I wil cast off al and say onely this. It is good for mee to adhere vnto my GOD. Psa. 73. 28. Come Lord Iesus, come quickly. Apoc. 24, 20. I was a slee [...]e in sin (Fa­ther) but thou gauest me a sound pinche, and set mee quickly on my fee [...]e, to cast ouer my cause by thy decrees, to proo [...]e my selfe guilty before thy bench: to yeeld to the iustice of thine euer iust sentence, and yet to a­vow thy mercies, in euery par­doning the penitent.

[Page] And therefore I will euen make no more a doe, but say with thy seruant Iob, condemne mee not▪ but shew me the cause why thou contendest with mee: Iob. 10. 1 I haue sinned (my mercifull Lord) I confesse, and I sinne dayly: in sin was I bred, in sinne was I borne: sinne seazed my youth, and hath lackeied my life vnto this age. O my gracious Lord, come thou, and free mee from my secret sinnes: lay thy finger Lord, vp­on my soule, and tell mee that here, and here is such a canker bred: So shall I see the vlce­rous carcasse of my spirit, and seale, my selfe, to the sentence that condemnes mee: comming truely about those dangerous sandes, and doubling the cape [Page] of good hope vnder thy con­duct (my sacred Pilot) and bea­ring in with full sailes to the ha­uen of thy gratious mercy, I may turne all my plaints into praiers and all my sorrowes in­to speciall songs: Because of this:Iob. 6. 10 that though my bosome doe burne with anguish and though thou (LORD) doe not spare mee, yet haue I this eomfort, that I haue not suppressed my speech of the most holy▪ nor beene a denier of the doctrine hee taught me.

Glory bee to the glorious GOD that in all mine vnrest, I haue this grace of his to rest vpon.

In thy presence therefore (my deere Lord) I stand all naked: O [Page] behold mee with a tender heart▪ My eyes dissolue into moysture: sorrowe had congealed them all into Ice with one extreame, and now it thawes them all into teares with an other.

My soule melteth for heauinesse:Ps. 119. 28 O rayse mee vppe according to thy worde. Art not thou (LORD) he alone that possesseth my reignes,Ps. 139. 13. and couered mee in my Mothers wombe?Ps. 22. 11 Thou art hee. Into thy handes was I cast from my mo­thers wombe: O mine eternall, all-sufficient LORD! Thou knowest my setting downe,Ps. 134, 2 and my rising vp: thou vnderstandes [...] my thought, a farre off.

And marke now whether our Gods counsell fayle vs in any part of our extreames. Doth [Page] hee bid vs,Ps. 55. 22 Cast thy burthen vpon Iehouah, and he will sustaine thee: hee wilbe a rest for thy shoulders, and a stay for thy feete▪ Why then let my mine enemies tongues runne counter as long as they list:Ps. 79. 11 let them say, GOD hath forsaken him, pursue him, take him, there is none to deliuer him from danger, not any to re­uenge his quarrell.

You erre, you erre, (you maleuolent Sathanistes) GOD hath not forsaken mee, for I haue not forsaken him.

No (my gracious, GOD,) I will neuer bee ashamed at tribulation as long as I trnst in thee: neuer shall the ene­meie confounde mee, ha­uing thee for the foundation [Page] of my hopes, and whole affecti­ons. For I haue no neede to start at any perill: I know so fully that thou LORD wilt looke vpon mine afflictions, Iob. 5. 18 and pardon mee all my sinnes. Psa 147. 3 Thou makest the wounde, and thou bindest it vp: It is the Lord God of hoastes that cureth those that are broken in heart, and annointeth all their sores with his precious Balsam: Hee onely searcheth the depth of all the soules putrid vlcers, and salueth them with salua­tion.Psa. 35. 26 Let shame then bee their continuall attendant that reioyce at this hurt of mine.

Confusion bee their compa­nion that insult vpon the soule that is drenched in the depth of misery. For I see I haue a gra­cious [Page] God on my side, maugre all their inueterate malice. AndIob. 5. 19. hee hath deliuered mee from sixe troubles, and in the seauenth the euill shall not touch mee. I may therefore fall, but I shall neuer bee caste out, Psal. 37. 24 nor troden downe: I haue hold vpon the highest: the LORD hath mee fast by the hand.

This LORD hath beene my good Lord and maister euer: hee hath taught mee from my child-hood vnto this present: hetherto haue I beene an in­stance of thine inestimable good-nesse: and shall I thinke thou wilt fayle mee now in my old age, and adde vnto the fay­ling of nature? nay I will neuer doe it.

[Page] When my powers are all va­nished, then wilt thou stand my good LORD in all inconue­niences. Let my soule bee filled with euills, Psal. 88. 4. and let my life ap­proache the graue vnder neuer so great a loade of calamities, yet shall my soule bee vigorous in her dutie still, and speake of all thy marueilous workes. Psal. 9. 1. Nay, let death seaze mee neuer so soone, yet (my LORD and GOD) will I neuer cease to say with thy seruant: Though thou slaye mee, my trust shall rest vpon thee for euer.

LORD giue vs grace, O LORD giue thy seruant and hand-maide grace to say con­tinually: Let our life be in thy sonne Iesus Christ, & in him let [Page] vs haue the end of al our labours. For wee are sure, that our Re­deemer liueth and that hee shall stand the last vpon earth.

That is thy Christ (O Lord) euen our onely Sauiour and supporter. And though that wormes turne all our one bo­dies into themselues, yet shall wee resume the selfe same flesh, and behold the blessed in his Maiesty with these selfe same eyes.

And there and then shall wee see our Sonne againe (deere wife): yes assuredly, in these ve­ry bodies, wee our selues and no other for vs, shall see him in that selfe same house of flesh that hee held on earth, and in no other. O thou incomprehensible, sa­cred, [Page] vnbounded, indiuidu­all, and vnconfounded Trinitie, grant that our meeting bee to all our ioyes. Amen.

IN these teares (beloued wife) and in this manner of sorrow, it is no sinne to take our orders and pro­ceed graduates: Wee may weepe lawfully thus, as long as the streames that raine from our eyes, do not make the riuer of our griefes ouer flowe their bankes, so then, keeping this channell, let them droppe from our cheekes eternal­lie: Let vs make vs pearles of them, which no bloud, no vine­ger may euer dissolue. Wee [Page] must say, adieu the worldes com­fort: needes must wee then lay faster hold vpon that in Heauen. Adieu then Philip our sonne, for a while, and welcome Iesus our Sauiour for euer.

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