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            <p>Hebdomada Sacra: A WEEKES DEVOTION: OR, SEVEN POETI<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>CALL MEDITATIONS, VPON THE SECOND Chapter of S<hi rend="sup">t</hi>. Matthewes Goſpell. Written, by ROGER COCKS.</p>
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            <p>AT LONDON, Imprinted by Felix Kyngston for Henry Seile, and are to be ſold at his ſhop in S<hi rend="sup">t</hi>. Pauls Church-yard, at the ſigne of the Tygers head. 1630.</p>
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            <head>TO THE RIGHT HONORABLE, IAMES, LORD <hi>Strange.</hi>
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            <lg>
               <l>POetry (noble Lord) in theſe looſe times,</l>
               <l>Wherin men rather loue, then loath their crimes,</l>
               <l>If hand in hand with piety ſhe goe,</l>
               <l>(Though without bluſhing ſhe her face may ſhow)</l>
               <l>Finds but cold welcome, ſuch things onely take,</l>
               <l>As flatter greatneſſe, or fond fancie make</l>
               <l>A baud to baſe delight: yet grauer eyes</l>
               <l>No ſacred lines (though rudely drawne) deſpiſe,</l>
               <l>And ſuch are yours: vpon this worke of mine</l>
               <l>Vouchſafe to let them fall, or rather ſhine,</l>
               <l>With kind acceptance doe but daine to grace it,</l>
               <l>And enuie ſhall want power to deface it.</l>
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            <head>To the Reader.</head>
            <lg>
               <l>REader my fortunes are ſo meanely friended,</l>
               <l>I come into thy preſence vncommended:</l>
               <l>Nor would I haue thee for <hi>Encomiums</hi> looke,</l>
               <l>Or frontiſpeece, farre better then the booke,</l>
               <l>My veine is not ſo high, to be commended,</l>
               <l>Nor yet ſo low, but it may be defended,</l>
               <l>By one ſole Patron: Some that carpe will gather,</l>
               <l>This is no Poem, but a Sermon rather,</l>
               <l>But let them know who thus ſeuerely note it,</l>
               <l>No profeſt Poet, but a Preacher wrote it.</l>
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            <head>A WEEKES DEVOTION.</head>
            <div n="Sunday" type="daily_meditation">
               <head>Sundaies Meditation, or the firſt <hi>Canto</hi> for the firſt day.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>The Argument.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>Christs obſcure Birth deſcrib'd, the Place,</l>
                     <l>To which he did vouchſafe ſuch Grace.</l>
                     <l>The Time when he was borne is nam'd:</l>
                     <l>The Iew for vnbeliefe is blam'd.</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <seg rend="decorInit">W</seg>Hen <hi>Caeſar</hi> famous for his Gallian warre,</l>
                  <l>Had ended that vnnaturall ciuill jarre,</l>
                  <l>Twixt him and <hi>Pompey,</hi> and by his defeat,</l>
                  <l>Got him a greater name the<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that of great,</l>
                  <l>Perpetuall Dictator, Enuie roſe</l>
                  <l>To ioyne with coward Murder, and depoſe</l>
                  <l>Vertue from bearing rule, the Senate made</l>
                  <l>A bloudy ſhambles, and a couert ſhade.</l>
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                  <l>For horrid treaſon, was the fatall place,</l>
                  <l>Where his blacke tragedie was wrought, in baſe</l>
                  <l>Vnmanly manner, falling by the hand,</l>
                  <l>Of an vnthankefull <hi>Brutus:</hi> the command,</l>
                  <l>Of Romes faire Empire then in three did lie,</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Augustus, Lepidus,</hi> and <hi>Anthonie:</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Lepidus</hi> ſoone gaue o're, whether in doubt,</l>
                  <l>Had he held ſtill, he could not long hold out,</l>
                  <l>Or for ſome other reaſon, t'other twaine,</l>
                  <l>Shar'd equally Romes glorie, and the gaine</l>
                  <l>Of forraine kingdomes, till at length there paſt,</l>
                  <l>(For great mens freindſhip doth not alwaies laſt)</l>
                  <l>Vnkindneſſe twixt them, <hi>Anthonie</hi> had wed</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Auguſtus</hi> Siſter, but forſooke her bed,</l>
                  <l>For Aegypts <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> This gaue fire</l>
                  <l>To new diſſention, his vniuſt deſire</l>
                  <l>Muſt be made good by Armes, for gentle words</l>
                  <l>Turne him to furie, our impartiall Swords</l>
                  <l>Shall ſoone decide this difference ſaid he,</l>
                  <l>And ſoone they did indeed, fate did agree</l>
                  <l>To ſecond his proud ſaying, for his forces,</l>
                  <l>Broke by <hi>Augustus</hi> powers, he life diuorces,</l>
                  <l>From her weake hold, and being thus o'recome,</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Caeſar</hi> went backe triumphant vnto Rome.</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Augustus</hi> now hauing ſole rule, ſoone brought</l>
                  <l>His Prouinces in awe, all humblie ſought</l>
                  <l>To haue his friendſhip, ſome few<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> did rebell,</l>
                  <l>But with vndaunted courage he did quell</l>
                  <l>Their vaine attempts, and to his fames encreaſe,</l>
                  <l>Eſtabliſht through the world a welcome peace.</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>While <hi>Ianus</hi> Temple was ſhut vp and warre,</l>
                  <l>Chas'd backe to <hi>Plutoes</hi> kingdome, while no iarre</l>
                  <l>Kept out ſoule-ioyning concord, whoſe ſweete art</l>
                  <l>Did Speares to Mattockes, Swords to Plowes conuert,</l>
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                  <l>While <hi>Noahs</hi> Doue brought in her mouth (the Marke</l>
                  <l>Of generall peace) and Oliue Branch toth' Arke,</l>
                  <l>Chriſt the celeſtiall <hi>Salomon</hi> was borne,</l>
                  <l>That King of peace, whoſe <hi>Amalthaean</hi> horne,</l>
                  <l>Powr'd peace and plenty on vs; ſo they ſay,</l>
                  <l>That when the Eagle flies abroad to prey,</l>
                  <l>The pratling birds are ſilent, ſhould not then</l>
                  <l>Warres tongue be ſilent, when the beſt of men</l>
                  <l>Like to a Royall Eagle from his neſt,</l>
                  <l>Came from the Virgins wombe in manhood dreſt.</l>
                  <l>When Halcyons build their neſt, &amp; breed their yong,</l>
                  <l>The Seas are quiet, the winde findes no tongue,</l>
                  <l>'Twas fit the world ſhould haue the like behauiour,</l>
                  <l>When the pure Virgin did bring forth our Sauiour.</l>
                  <l>Philoſophers obſerue the dewes deſcent,</l>
                  <l>Is in a cleare night, when the winde is pent<note place="margin">Ariſtotle.</note>
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                  <l>In Aeols priſon: and the Prophet told</l>
                  <l>Chriſt ſhould come downe like dew, and ſuch, behold,</l>
                  <l>Was his ſweet entrance, neuer was the earth</l>
                  <l>So much refreſht by dew, as by his birth,</l>
                  <l>Fit was it then for warres loud noiſe to ceaſe,</l>
                  <l>That this dew might come in a calme of peace.</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>If in two Kingdomes, ſuppoſe <hi>Spaine</hi> and <hi>France,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Which long in hoſtile manner did aduance.</l>
                  <l>Armes againſt armes, one Kings eldeſt ſonne</l>
                  <l>Marries the others daughter, warres are done,</l>
                  <l>And they which earſt contended eagerly,</l>
                  <l>Now meet in loue, and feaſt in royalty,</l>
                  <l>So ſtood the caſe with vs, by faire pretence,</l>
                  <l>Malicious Satan made man to commence</l>
                  <l>A warre with God, a warre that would haue wrought</l>
                  <l>His endleſſe ruine, had not mercie ſought</l>
                  <l>A meanes to ſettle peace, the onely ſon</l>
                  <l>Of the Almightie, when he did put on</l>
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                  <l>That veile of fleſh, did by it faſt combine</l>
                  <l>Our humane nature to his owne diuine,</l>
                  <l>And made a reconcilement, which no power</l>
                  <l>Can breake or time weare out, though euery houre</l>
                  <l>Satan attempt new practiſes, and Hell</l>
                  <l>Spit out her rankeſt venome, to expell</l>
                  <l>Man from his Makers fauour, but her ſpite</l>
                  <l>Falls on her head redoubled, while delight</l>
                  <l>Crownes our deſires, ſuch happy vnion gan</l>
                  <l>The bleſt Meſſias make 'twixt God and man.</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>No ſooner had <hi>Augustus</hi> brought each land<note place="margin">Luke 2.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Into ſubiection, but by his command</l>
                  <l>A generall Taxe was laid on euery nation,</l>
                  <l>Iudea 'mongſt the reſt, by Proclamation,</l>
                  <l>Each perſon to his natiue city went</l>
                  <l>There to be taxed: O that men were bent</l>
                  <l>With ready minde, and prompt alacrity,</l>
                  <l>To yeeld obedience vnto Gods decree,</l>
                  <l>As well as <hi>Caeſars,</hi> in the ranke of thoſe</l>
                  <l>Who with ſubmiſſiue dutie did diſpoſe</l>
                  <l>Their wills to this edict, a bleſſed paire:</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Ioſeph</hi> the iuſt, <hi>Mary</hi> the chaſt and faire,</l>
                  <l>Both <hi>Abrahams</hi> iſſue, both of <hi>Dauids</hi> ſtemme,</l>
                  <l>Came vnto <hi>Dauids</hi> City, <hi>Bethlehem,</hi>
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                  <l>There to be taxed, as the Law requir'd,</l>
                  <l>She being neere her time, which ſoone expir'd,</l>
                  <l>While they were there the dayes accompliſhed,</l>
                  <l>That the pure Virgin ſhould be brought to bed,</l>
                  <l>And yet that phraſe ist but improper heere,</l>
                  <l>Becauſe the Inne, though full of gueſts, yet cleare,</l>
                  <l>Of Grace and goodneſſe, would afford no roome,</l>
                  <l>Where ſhe might child her iſſue, her ripe wombe,</l>
                  <l>Found, ſaue a ſtable, no conuenient place,</l>
                  <l>To reſt it ſelfe, hard hearts whom ſuch a caſe,</l>
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                  <l>Mou'd to no pitty, heere ſhe forth did bring</l>
                  <l>The Worlds Redeemer, heauens eternall King.</l>
                  <l>A King, where were the nobles of his Court?</l>
                  <l>Where all his followers? Where the full reſort</l>
                  <l>Of honourable Matrons? to attend</l>
                  <l>Vpon his mother, was there neere a Friend</l>
                  <l>To giue ſoft muſique? by whoſe gentle touch</l>
                  <l>Her ſorrowes might be ſwagde, did all hearts grutch</l>
                  <l>To lend aſſiſtance? at a Princes birth</l>
                  <l>The voice of ioy ſpeakes high, and from the earth,</l>
                  <l>Vnnumbred fires to ſuch perfection grow,</l>
                  <l>As they would make another heauen below,</l>
                  <l>Heere all was huſht and ſilent, to his owne</l>
                  <l>Chriſt came vnentertaind, becauſe vnknowne.</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>But why, O Lord, wert thou thus poorely borne?</l>
                  <l>Why didſt thou make thy ſelfe to be a ſcorne</l>
                  <l>To after Ages? Was it to conceale</l>
                  <l>Thy Deity from Satan? or reueale</l>
                  <l>Thy vnexampled goodneſſe vnto man?</l>
                  <l>The like whereof, ſince time and place began</l>
                  <l>To circumſcribe our actions, was not knowne,</l>
                  <l>Nor ſhall vnto ſucceeding age be ſhowne.</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>As Iſraels King did once his habite change,<note place="margin">1. King. 22.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>When he wagde warre 'gainſt Syria and did range</l>
                  <l>The field in ſtrange diſguiſe: So Chriſt our King</l>
                  <l>Whom an vnbounded loue from heauen did bring,</l>
                  <l>To fight gainſt helliſh Syrians, and by armes</l>
                  <l>To giue vs freedome from death-threatning harmes,</l>
                  <l>Exchang'd his habite for bright Maieſtie,</l>
                  <l>Clothing himſelfe with baſe infirmity:</l>
                  <l>If ſome great King put on his royall Crowne,</l>
                  <l>And regall ornaments, he may be knowne,</l>
                  <l>But if his Kingly dignity he hide</l>
                  <l>In vile aray, he may paſſe vndiſcried.</l>
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                  <l>So had our kingly Sauiour cloth'd with light</l>
                  <l>As with a garment, come at firſt in ſight,</l>
                  <l>He would haue then beene knowne vnto his foe,</l>
                  <l>And none haue dar'd once to exchange a blow</l>
                  <l>That he might therefore come vnto the fight</l>
                  <l>Vnknowne, this King of Iſrael had him dight</l>
                  <l>In ſtrange aray: A Stable was his Throne,</l>
                  <l>A Cratch his Cradle, His attendance none,</l>
                  <l>With hunger, thirſt, diſgrace, and pouerty,</l>
                  <l>Our Sauiour couered his diuinity.</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>Loe here full low he in a Cratch doth lie,</l>
                  <l>Who ſometimes on the winged wind doth flie,<note place="margin">Eſai. 66. 1<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
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                  <l>And he whoſe throne is heau'n, whoſe footſtoole earth</l>
                  <l>Hath but a ſordid Stable at his Birth:</l>
                  <l>O had not man layne miſerably defil'd</l>
                  <l>In ſinnes polluted Stable, this faire Child</l>
                  <l>Had found a better lodging, but 'twas fit</l>
                  <l>That he which is our food, the ſweeteſt bit</l>
                  <l>That euer mortall taſted, ſhould be laid</l>
                  <l>In a poore Manger, ſince it may be ſaid,</l>
                  <l>Men were turn'd worſe then beaſts, and therefore they<note place="margin">Bernard.</note>
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                  <l>To be refreſht as beaſts that feede on Hay.</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>The ancient Prophets had foretold of yore</l>
                  <l>That Bethlehem was the place whereas ybore,</l>
                  <l>Should the <hi>Meſſias</hi> been: the learned read</l>
                  <l>The word to ſignifie the houſe of bread:</l>
                  <l>Whether becauſe for fruitefulneſſe and food,</l>
                  <l>It as a ſtore-houſe to the countrey ſtood,</l>
                  <l>So 'mongſt the ancient Romans Sicily<note place="margin">Horreum Ita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liae. Tully.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Was ſometimes called the barne of Italy:</l>
                  <l>Or becauſe Chriſt true heauenly bread indeed,</l>
                  <l>Whereon our ſoules, and not our mouthes doe feed,</l>
                  <l>Was there brought forth, ſo fathers moralize,<note place="margin">Hierom. Gregory.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Indeed from him all bread that doth ſuffice</l>
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                  <l>Our ſoules and bodies is deriu'd: he giues</l>
                  <l>Corporall bread, by which the body liues:</l>
                  <l>Doctrinall bread he alſo doth affoord,</l>
                  <l>And this we call his holy heauenly Word,</l>
                  <l>Bread Sacramentall, in which we receiue</l>
                  <l>Spiritually the Giuer, and conceiue</l>
                  <l>A bleſſed vnion made in a ſtrange faſhion,</l>
                  <l>By Faith, and not by tranſubſtantiation:</l>
                  <l>In fine, celeſtiall bread he doth diſpoſe</l>
                  <l>At his eternall Table, vnto thoſe</l>
                  <l>Which are his Seruants whoſe delicious taſting</l>
                  <l>Shall giue our bodies an immortall laſting.</l>
                  <l>In <hi>Ioſephs</hi> time the come of Aegypt land,<note place="margin">Geneſ. 41.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Was without number, like the Ocean ſand,</l>
                  <l>Bethlem had greater plenty at Chriſts Birth,</l>
                  <l>For heere was bread to nouriſh all the earth,</l>
                  <l>And of more bleſt continuance: thoſe full cares</l>
                  <l>In <hi>Pharaohs</hi> countrey laſted but ſeuen yeares,</l>
                  <l>Leane famine then tooke place: our Bethlehems ſtore</l>
                  <l>(As inexhauſted) laſts for euermore:</l>
                  <l>There the Aegyptians when they wanted Cates,</l>
                  <l>Were faine to buy them at exceſſiue rates.</l>
                  <l>Heere Bread like to the Prophets Milke and Wine,<note place="margin">Eſai. 55. 1.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>A man may purchaſe without price or coyne:</l>
                  <l>And therefore as all nations in their neede,</l>
                  <l>To <hi>Ioſeph</hi> came for corne, whereon to feede:</l>
                  <l>So let all people vnto Bethlehem haſte,</l>
                  <l>And ſeeke out the true <hi>Ioſeph</hi> which is plac'd</l>
                  <l>By the celeſtiall <hi>Pharaoh</hi> o're the earth,</l>
                  <l>To furniſh men with corne, againſt the dearth</l>
                  <l>Threatning the ſoules deſtruction, who will giue</l>
                  <l>If they but aske, enough for them to liue</l>
                  <l>Heere, and heereafter, where they ſhall be fed,</l>
                  <l>In an eternall houſe of liuing bread.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>Thrice happy Bethlehem, thou bleſt houſe of bread</l>
                  <l>On whom the Sunne of glorie firſt did ſpread:</l>
                  <l>The comfortable beames of his man God</l>
                  <l>Vnited nature, and there made abode:</l>
                  <l>But O more happy they, within whoſe heart</l>
                  <l>Faith giues him ſecond birth, and will not part</l>
                  <l>With this bleſt ſtore, I would our ſoules might be</l>
                  <l>The Bethlehem of his Natiuity:</l>
                  <l>But ere this can be ſo, we muſt put on</l>
                  <l>Myſtically ſuch a condition,</l>
                  <l>As that place had: firſt Bethlehem did ſeeme</l>
                  <l>But little in extent, leſſe in eſteeme,</l>
                  <l>The leaſt of Iudahs thouſands: So muſt we,</l>
                  <l>If we expect a bleſt renaſcency<note place="margin">Micah. 5. 3.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Of Chriſt within our ſoules, or would inherit</l>
                  <l>The purchaſe of his all-ſufficient merit.</l>
                  <l>Be meane, and little in our owne eſteeme,</l>
                  <l>How great, how good ſoeuer we may ſeeme:</l>
                  <l>In others iudgement: euery Chriſtian knowes</l>
                  <l>That Chriſt a Lilly is, but ſuch as growes</l>
                  <l>In the low valley of an humble minde,<note place="margin">Cant. 2. 1.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Not on proud mountaine tops, and as we finde</l>
                  <l>Flouds run not vp ſteep cliffs, but through low grou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ds</l>
                  <l>Conueigh their current: So his Grace ſurrounds</l>
                  <l>With a ſweet ſtreame of goodneſſe, only thoſe,</l>
                  <l>Which like low bottomes humbly doe diſpoſe</l>
                  <l>Themſelues to that bleſt moiſture, we muſt then</l>
                  <l>If we would haue our Chriſt the beſt of men</l>
                  <l>Spiritually borne in vs, all agree</l>
                  <l>To be a Bethlehem in humility.</l>
                  <l>Againe we muſt be ſtorehouſes of bread,</l>
                  <l>To feed the hungry, he that doth not ſpread</l>
                  <l>A wing of mercy on the poore ſhall finde,</l>
                  <l>Chriſt will not houſe them there, the ſupple minde</l>
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                  <l>Like pliant waxe, loues gentle fire muſt ſoften</l>
                  <l>Ere he imprint his ſeale, and we muſt often<note place="margin">Eccles. 11. 1.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Caſt our bread on the waters, if we looke</l>
                  <l>That he which humane nature on him tooke,</l>
                  <l>To ſaue the world, while here we liue on earth,</l>
                  <l>Should haue within our hearts a ſecond birth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Now was the Scepter tane from <hi>Iudahs</hi> hand,</l>
                  <l>Nor 'twixt his feete ſate he, who did command</l>
                  <l>The Lawes coerciue power: an argument<note place="margin">Gen. 49. 10.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>The promis'd <hi>Shilo</hi> was already ſent</l>
                  <l>Blind Iew, which dazeled with abundant light,</l>
                  <l>Sit'ſt like a dull Aegyptian, in the night</l>
                  <l>Of ſoule-deluding error, could record</l>
                  <l>Of ancient Prophets, make thee giue thy Lord</l>
                  <l>No better welcome, wilt thou yet denie</l>
                  <l>This firme vnqueſtion'd truth obſtinate eye</l>
                  <l>Shut vp in wilfull blindneſſe, let the place</l>
                  <l>Where Chriſt was borne, the time when, from y<hi rend="sup">e</hi> chaſe</l>
                  <l>This cloud of darkeneſſe, looke not ſtill in vaine</l>
                  <l>For thy Meſſias, who till all againe</l>
                  <l>Turne into <hi>Chaos,</hi> ſhall no more be ſent</l>
                  <l>What time for want of faith thou ſhalt be ſhent</l>
                  <l>And ſentenc'd to deſtruction, if in time,</l>
                  <l>Thy teares like Iordan waſh not out thy crime.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But as when <hi>Moſes</hi> was in Aegypt borne,<note place="margin">Exod. 2.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>He was of his owne mother as forlorne</l>
                  <l>Caſt out into the riuer, and there found</l>
                  <l>By <hi>Pharaohs</hi> daughter, who from being dround</l>
                  <l>Preſeru'd the Infant, and with tender care</l>
                  <l>Brought vp this foundling, as her wombe had bare,</l>
                  <l>That goodly Hebrew: So was Chriſt bereau'd</l>
                  <l>Of a glad welcome by the Iewes, receiu'd</l>
                  <l>By the now happier Gentiles, happier farre</l>
                  <l>Then <hi>Abrahams</hi> iſſue, whom ſo bright a Starre</l>
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                  <l>Cannot enlighten, but his word deſpiſe,</l>
                  <l>And 'gainſt the Sun of glory ſhut their eyes.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div n="Monday" type="daily_meditation">
               <head>Mondaies Meditation, or the ſecond <hi>Canto.</hi>
               </head>
               <argument>
                  <head>The Argument.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>The Magi come out of the Eaſt,</l>
                     <l>Vnto Ieruſalem, in queſt</l>
                     <l>Of the Meſſias, and enquire,</l>
                     <l>But meet not there their full deſire.</l>
                  </lg>
               </argument>
               <lg>
                  <l>BEhold while <hi>Gideons</hi> fleece, the Iuyce is dry,<note place="margin">Iugd. 6.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>His floore (the Gentiles) doth it ſelfe apply</l>
                  <l>To drinke the heauenly dew: From Hebers land</l>
                  <l>A countrey farre in the eaſt parts did ſtand,</l>
                  <l>But in what place vncertaine, whether Perſia,</l>
                  <l>Neerer Chaldea, or the fartheſt India,</l>
                  <l>(Each haue their ſeuerall authors) did ſend forth<note place="margin">Primitiae Gentium. <hi>Auguſtin.</hi>
                     </note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Theſe firſt fruits of the Gentile (whoſe high worth</l>
                  <l>Makes them thought kings by ſome) I dare not ſay</l>
                  <l>Only from thence they came, from whence the day</l>
                  <l>Breakes, and <hi>Aurora</hi> chaſes thence blacke night,</l>
                  <l>Where <hi>Sol</hi> firſt riſing ſhewes his glorious light,</l>
                  <l>And guilds the lofty mountaines, whence his beames</l>
                  <l>Reflect a brightneſſe on the eaſterne ſtreames.</l>
                  <l>Whether theſe wiſe men came from <hi>Abrahams</hi> line,</l>
                  <l>Yet not of <hi>Sarahs</hi> off-ſpring, ſome aſſigne</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Keturah</hi> their grand-mother, or begot</l>
                  <l>By <hi>Baalams</hi> ſucceſſor, or tis not</l>
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                  <l>Materiall to examine, ſo to lay</l>
                  <l>For firme poſition, were to much to ſay:</l>
                  <l>Whether they were Magicians as ſome thinke,</l>
                  <l>And ſuch who for deepe ſcience choſe to linke</l>
                  <l>Their Soules to Satan, or Philoſophers</l>
                  <l>Morall and naturall, or Aſtronomers,</l>
                  <l>(To which opinion I aſſent thus farre,</l>
                  <l>Becauſe we finde God call'd them by a ſtarre</l>
                  <l>I liſt not to examine may't ſuffice,</l>
                  <l>They haue this only title they were wiſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Wiſe men indeed, it is true wiſedomes lore,</l>
                  <l>To ſeeke for Chriſt, and neuer to giue ore</l>
                  <l>Till we haue found him, ſo did theſe that came</l>
                  <l>Out from the Eaſt, would we could doe the ſame.</l>
                  <l>It is a rare thing to be skil'd in arts</l>
                  <l>Abſtruſeſt cunning<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> and to haue all parts</l>
                  <l>That better humane knowledge, but to know</l>
                  <l>Chriſt, is more worth, then all that art can ſhow:</l>
                  <l>And therefore as when <hi>Phoebus</hi> 'gins to riſe,</l>
                  <l>The ſtarres ecclipſed luſtre hidden lies</l>
                  <l>From eye of mortall; So when as diuine</l>
                  <l>Soule-quickning wiſedome, as the Sun doth ſhine,</l>
                  <l>Each humane ſcience like a petty ſtarre,</l>
                  <l>Muſt vaile vnto it: as a ſhip from farre</l>
                  <l>Spying the Kings ride on the narrow ſeas,</l>
                  <l>When ſhe comes neere (though little for her eaſe)</l>
                  <l>Bends her proud head, and doth withouten faile,</l>
                  <l>In moſt ſubmiſſiue manner ſtrike her Sai<gap reason="illegible" resp="#OXF" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e.</l>
                  <l>See here the (ne're enough to be admir'd)</l>
                  <l>Attractiue power of Chriſt, by which enſp<gap reason="illegible" resp="#OXF" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>rd</l>
                  <l>To finde their Sauiour out, with ioyfull hearts</l>
                  <l>Theſe Magi come from the remoteſt parts:</l>
                  <l>The Sun doth not exhale more forcibly</l>
                  <l>The pureſt vapours vp, the Loadſtone nigh</l>
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                  <l>The Sympathetique ſteele, makes it not cling,</l>
                  <l>More cloſe vnto it, then this heauenly King,</l>
                  <l>(His innate vertue did ſuch loue diſtill)</l>
                  <l>Made their affections cleaue vnto his will.<note place="margin">2. King. 10.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>That Sheba's Queene drawne by the bare report</l>
                  <l>Of <hi>Salomons</hi> faire vertue, left her Court,</l>
                  <l>For <hi>Iudah's</hi> countrey may full ſtrange appeare,</l>
                  <l>But ſee then <hi>Salomon</hi> a greater heere.<note place="margin">Luke 11. 31.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>More ſtrange to Chriſt the comming of thoſe wiſe,</l>
                  <l>Then hers to <hi>Salomon</hi> we muſt agnize:</l>
                  <l>She was but one alone, they many were,</l>
                  <l>She but a woman, they men, ſhe came there</l>
                  <l>Led by the tongue of Fame, but they from farre</l>
                  <l>Were guided by the leading of a ſtarre:</l>
                  <l>She came to one whoſe riper yeeres did ſpeake</l>
                  <l>Him growne to mans eſtate: they to a weake</l>
                  <l>And tender Infant: She to one that ſwaid</l>
                  <l>A royall Scepter; They to one was laid</l>
                  <l>In a poore Manger; She came but to trie</l>
                  <l>The truth of Fame, and curiouſly to ſpie</l>
                  <l>His ſtate and knowledge, in effect meere vanity:</l>
                  <l>They to adore their God in his humanity:</l>
                  <l>In fine we finde her comming is expreſt</l>
                  <l>From forth the South: but theirs is from the eaſt.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Like as the Sun when he doth firſt diſplay</l>
                  <l>His radiant luſtre, and with lightſome day</l>
                  <l>Breake from the Eaſt, and getting in his throne</l>
                  <l>Fixt in the middle of the heauenly Zone,</l>
                  <l>Makes his diurnall progreſſe to the Weſt,</l>
                  <l>And then returnes againe into the Eaſt:</l>
                  <l>So thoſe wiſe men doe firſt their iourney gin,</l>
                  <l>From out the Eaſt nor did they euer lin;</l>
                  <l>Till to Ieruſalem the Weſt they came,</l>
                  <l>And fitly may this occidentall name</l>
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                  <l>Be giuen to it, ſince the glorious Sun</l>
                  <l>Of righteouſneſſe hauing his courſe runne,</l>
                  <l>Did there ſit red and bloudy, there he died,</l>
                  <l>Who for the ſinne of man was crucified,</l>
                  <l>From thence they Eaſtward paſſe, and neuer ceaſe</l>
                  <l>Till to their countrey they come backe in peace.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of all the parts in the worlds continent</l>
                  <l>The Eaſt hath aye beene held moſt excellent.</l>
                  <l>Whether becauſe that fruitfull Paradice,</l>
                  <l>Was planted Eaſtward or that Sol doth riſe</l>
                  <l>There in his glory, or that the day ſpring</l>
                  <l>Is made an attribute to heauens great King:<note place="margin">Luke 1. 78.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Hence is it that in Churches (when addreſt</l>
                  <l>In Prayer to God) we looke vnto the Eaſt.</l>
                  <l>Either becauſe the earths moſt honoured part<note place="margin">Iustin Martyr.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>To the Almighties worſhip we conuert:</l>
                  <l>Or becauſe Paradice, which Eaſtward ſtood,</l>
                  <l>Loſt firſt by Adam's fall, and ſince made good<note place="margin">Greg. Nyſſe.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>By Chriſt our Sauiour, we by looke deſire:</l>
                  <l>Or cauſe the Lambe of God, which did expire</l>
                  <l>Vpon the Croſſe, extended to the Weſt,<note place="margin">Damaſcen.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>We to behold him looke into the Eaſt;</l>
                  <l>For many cauſes which might be aſſign'd,</l>
                  <l>This quarter of the World, the Eaſt, we find</l>
                  <l>In high repute, of which the leaſt in worth</l>
                  <l>Is not, that ſuch wiſe men it did bring forth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Well doth the title with the place accord,</l>
                  <l>Wiſe from the Eaſt, for eaſterne parts affoord</l>
                  <l>Beſt intellectuals: ſo when holy writ</l>
                  <l>Would <hi>Salomon</hi> commend for rareſt wit,</l>
                  <l>This Elogie it giues, he did exceede,<note place="margin">1. King. 4. 30.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>The beſt of thoſe, which the Eaſt parts did breede:</l>
                  <l>As if the men which did inhabite there,</l>
                  <l>Then all the reſt of mortals wiſer were,</l>
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                  <l>Which commonly is ſo, either becauſe</l>
                  <l>Of <hi>Phoebus</hi> neere vicinity, which drawes</l>
                  <l>Groſſe vapours thence, and by his quickning ray,</l>
                  <l>Refines the fluent bloud, whoſe pure allay</l>
                  <l>Giues vigour to the Spirits: So we ſee</l>
                  <l>That Plants by Gardners carefull induſtry</l>
                  <l>Set, that the morning Sun may on them glow,</l>
                  <l>Doe ſooneſt ripe, and to perfection grow:</l>
                  <l>So natures well red ſecretaries ſay,</l>
                  <l>That in the morne of all times, of the day,</l>
                  <l>The faireſt Pearles are generate, and moſt bright</l>
                  <l>Then ſhines the gold Excelling <hi>Chryſolite<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                     </hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Or happely in wiſedome they excell,</l>
                  <l>Cauſe our firſt Parents in the Eaſt did dwell,</l>
                  <l>And might to their Succeſſors, more confin'd</l>
                  <l>Some monuments of knowledge leaue behind,</l>
                  <l>How fitly come they from the Eaſt, t'expreſſe</l>
                  <l>The riſing of the Sun of righteouſneſſe:</l>
                  <l>And with the glad report of this bright morrow<note place="margin">Bernard.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>To chaſe from humane hearts the night of ſorrow,</l>
                  <l>From thence they come, fro<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> whence the day is borne<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>And <hi>Phoebus</hi> hides the bluſhes of the morne,</l>
                  <l>That from the place where the day gins to cleare,<note place="margin">Chryſost.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Faith the ſoules day-light alſo might appeare</l>
                  <l>Where after Adam was create of earth,</l>
                  <l>Gan humane bodies firſt to haue their birth,</l>
                  <l>After our bleſſed Sauiours Incarnation,</l>
                  <l>The ſoule did <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> receiue Regeneration,</l>
                  <l>Where ſinne and nature firſt beginning had,</l>
                  <l>There G<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> and truth ariſe, where miſchiefe clad</l>
                  <l>In mercies habite did firſt <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ine man</l>
                  <l>His bleſſed reparation there began</l>
                  <l>Indeede 'twas fit that part which did begin</l>
                  <l>To poiſon humane nature with foule ſin,</l>
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                  <l>Should ſend forth thoſe that did in Grace excell,</l>
                  <l>And of a generall Antidote foretell.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Within the heart of Iudahs fertile land,</l>
                  <l>Salem the ſoiles Metropolis did ſtand,</l>
                  <l>Builded by <hi>Shem,</hi> the Magi to this place,</l>
                  <l>Arriue, in hope to ſee their Sauiours face;</l>
                  <l>And where indeed on humane ſtate to ground,</l>
                  <l>Was the Meſſias likelier to be found,</l>
                  <l>To ſee the King where could they haue opinion,</l>
                  <l>If not in the chiefe ſeate of his Dominion:</l>
                  <l>To finde the heart, they that body the enter,</l>
                  <l>Seeke out the midſt, becauſe there lies the Center.</l>
                  <l>Chriſt was our head, and where could men expect</l>
                  <l>Him, but in <hi>Shem's</hi> faire Citty, which erect</l>
                  <l>Aboue the reſt in Iudah, did ſo ſtand</l>
                  <l>As doth the head the body to command<note place="margin">Ioſephus.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Ieruſalem the viſion of peace</l>
                  <l>Imports, as Learned ſay, ſterne warre did ceaſe,</l>
                  <l>When Chriſt was borne, where the<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> could make abode</l>
                  <l>Better then in Ieruſalem the God</l>
                  <l>Of Peace and Mercie? Was not there the Court?</l>
                  <l>Why ſhould the King be abſent? the reſort</l>
                  <l>Of Prieſts was thither; there the Altar ſtood,</l>
                  <l>Why ſhould not Chriſt the Sacrifice, whoſe bloud</l>
                  <l>Did expiate our ſinnes, be alſo there?</l>
                  <l>There was the Temple, whoſe faire frame vpreare</l>
                  <l>Did <hi>Salomon</hi> the wiſe, but ſince deſpoyld</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> in greater beauty did rebuild:</l>
                  <l>Why ſhould not then the Temples God abide</l>
                  <l>In ſuch a place, ſo highly beautified?</l>
                  <l>To queſtion this no more, 'twas Gods beheſt,</l>
                  <l>Nor are the greateſt places ſtill the beſt:</l>
                  <l>Experience tells vs, Chriſt is ſometimes found</l>
                  <l>In a poore ſmoakie cottage, when the ground</l>
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                  <l>Of goodly Palaces, pau'd with faireſt ſtone,</l>
                  <l>And Roomes of choiſeſt beauty ſtand alone</l>
                  <l>Vnuiſited by him, he may receiue</l>
                  <l>Birth in a petty cottage, while him reaue</l>
                  <l>Of life a city doth: So was it here,</l>
                  <l>As plaine in ſacred Story doth appeare:</l>
                  <l>Bethlehem at firſt into the world him ſent,</l>
                  <l>Ieruſalem out of the world him hent,</l>
                  <l>I'th firſt of theſe a cradle he did ſinde,</l>
                  <l>But in the laſt a Graue was him aſſign'd,</l>
                  <l>Borne, though obſcurely borne, at Bethlehem,</l>
                  <l>And crucified at Ieruſalem:</l>
                  <l>The wiſe men then at Salem may enquire,</l>
                  <l>But ſhall not there find out their Soules deſire.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But why, O Lord, ſince there thou waſt not then,</l>
                  <l>Didſt thou permit thoſe well deuoted men</l>
                  <l>To wander from their way, and goe about,</l>
                  <l>Protracting time in ſeeking of thee out:</l>
                  <l>Did their owne error leade them from the way?</l>
                  <l>And thou in iuſtice ſuffer them to ſtray?</l>
                  <l>Subtracting from them thy ſtarres glorious light,<note place="margin">Bernard.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Becauſe they truſted more to humane might,</l>
                  <l>Then thy aſſiſting power: into my thought</l>
                  <l>It cannot ſinke, that ignorance then brought</l>
                  <l>But their all carefull prouidence, whoſe hand</l>
                  <l>Makes all our actions waite on thy command:</l>
                  <l>Perhaps it was thy will theſe men ſhould come</l>
                  <l>Firſt, to Ieruſalem, leſt they ſhould rome</l>
                  <l>Vncertainely about, for their records</l>
                  <l>Of ancient Prophets, kept, could ſhew the Lords</l>
                  <l>Moſt certaine place of birth and as one ſaith</l>
                  <l>Informe their knowledge and confirme their Faith:<note place="margin">Chryſost.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Or it may be as Legates thou didſt ſend</l>
                  <l>Theſe Magi vnto Salem, to the end</l>
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                  <l>The Iewes might their Meſſias Birth diſcerne,</l>
                  <l>And theſe teach others, while they ſeeke to learne,</l>
                  <l>Or was it not to ſtirre vp <hi>Iſaacs</hi> Line,</l>
                  <l>To ſeeke their Sauiour out, when thus combine<note place="margin">Chryſoſt.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>They ſaw the Gentiles: or as ſome conclude</l>
                  <l>To argue them of foule ingratitude,</l>
                  <l>Who would not their Meſſias entertaine<note place="margin">Auguſtine.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Whom they ſaw ſtrangers ſeeke with ſo much paine?</l>
                  <l>O let not vs like theſe hard-hearted Iewes</l>
                  <l>Out of a wilfull blindneſſe thus refuſe</l>
                  <l>Grace freely offred, let theſe wiſer men</l>
                  <l>Leade vs by their example, how and when</l>
                  <l>To ſeeke out Chriſt, but yet take heed their faſhion</l>
                  <l>Be not abus'd by apiſh imitation:</l>
                  <l>As 'tis by Ieſuited Rome, which drawes</l>
                  <l>From hence her pilgrimage to Saints, becauſe</l>
                  <l>The Magi come to Salem, who indeed</l>
                  <l>Their action giues no countenance, nor our Creed</l>
                  <l>Warrant to this deuice, for but compare</l>
                  <l>The Romaniſts with them, and they will ſhare</l>
                  <l>No correſpondencie at all, vnleſſe</l>
                  <l>A kinde of poore reſemblance they expreſſe,</l>
                  <l>In their long iourneys, and their larger gifts,</l>
                  <l>They offer at their ſhrines, impotent ſhifts</l>
                  <l>For their groſſe Idoll worſhip; firſt we know</l>
                  <l>The wiſe men taught by God to Salem goe,</l>
                  <l>He bleſt that iourney which they had begun,</l>
                  <l>And ſent a Starre to leade them to a Sun:</l>
                  <l>Theſe haue no ſtarre at all, the heauenly Word,</l>
                  <l>That light vnto our feet, doth them afford</l>
                  <l>No helpe in all their iourney, ne haue they</l>
                  <l>The ſtarre of Faith to guide them in the way:</l>
                  <l>Blind zeale may hale them forward, or perchance</l>
                  <l>Humane tradition may it ſelfe aduance</l>
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                  <l>But as a wandring Plannet, no true guide,</l>
                  <l>Or elſe the like doth vnto them betide,</l>
                  <l>Which doth to thoſe, who iourneying in the night</l>
                  <l>Eſpie an <hi>Ignis fatuus,</hi> whoſe falſe light</l>
                  <l>Leads them ore ditch and hedge, though dirt &amp; mire,</l>
                  <l>His maine inuention is iuſt ſuch a fire,</l>
                  <l>Deluding thoſe that follow it, let me ſay</l>
                  <l>Romes Pilgrimes are thus guided in their way:</l>
                  <l>Againe the Magi ſeeke for Chriſt alone,<note place="margin">Mat. 2. 2.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Where's <hi>Judahs</hi> King? O ſhew vs him or none<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>Whereas the Romiſh Pilgrimes Chriſt forſake,</l>
                  <l>And for their Sauiour vnto Saints them take:</l>
                  <l>The wiſe men came Chriſt liuing to behold;</l>
                  <l>Theſe but dead rotten reliques to vnfold:</l>
                  <l>They came to worſhip God; theſe idle drones</l>
                  <l>Come but to worſhip ſenceleſſe ſtocks and ſtones:</l>
                  <l>Shall we then ſay, theſe imitate the wiſe?</l>
                  <l>Alas, I cannot, no we muſt deuiſe</l>
                  <l>To follow them a better way then this,</l>
                  <l>Or finde we ſhall not, cauſe we ſeeke amiſſe:</l>
                  <l>And would ye know, wherein to imitate</l>
                  <l>Theſe bleſſed Magi? Let it be in that</l>
                  <l>Which is praiſe-worthy, as their care and paine,</l>
                  <l>To finde out Chriſt, for as the learned ſaine,</l>
                  <l>They tooke their iourney when the colder ayre,</l>
                  <l>Chang'd dewes to froſts, when winters ſiluer haire</l>
                  <l>Stucke full of Snow, and <hi>Boreas</hi> bitter breath</l>
                  <l>Blew numbneſſe on their limbs: yet did pale death</l>
                  <l>Stand, as the Angell ſtood in <hi>Balaams</hi> way<note place="margin">Numb. 22.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>With a drawne Sword, their bodies he might ſtay,</l>
                  <l>Not their affections, they went forward ſtill,</l>
                  <l>Chooſing to die, rather then want their will,</l>
                  <l>Like them, ſo vs no rub, no barre ſhould hold</l>
                  <l>From <hi>Iudahs</hi> King: As couetous for gold,</l>
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                  <l>Ambitious after honour: So muſt we</l>
                  <l>Seeke Chriſt, with feruour and alacrity:</l>
                  <l>Religion is not bred in ſloth and eaſe,</l>
                  <l>The ſweat of labour, ere ſhe God can pleaſe,</l>
                  <l>Muſt ſit vpon her brow: yet ſee we are</l>
                  <l>Happy in this, we need not iourney farre</l>
                  <l>To finde Chriſt out, our lot ſo faire doth ſtand,</l>
                  <l>That we may ſtill keepe in our natiue land,</l>
                  <l>And meet our wiſhes, Chriſt is to be found</l>
                  <l>Within our Kingdome, in the hallowed ground,</l>
                  <l>Whereon our Temples ſtand, each Sacrament,</l>
                  <l>May euery good ſoule is his continent:</l>
                  <l>Yet we to finde him out (ſo meane our care)</l>
                  <l>More ſlow then <hi>Snailes,</hi> more lame then Cripples ar<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>:</l>
                  <l>O how ſhall the great care and diligence</l>
                  <l>Of thoſe, condemne our ſloth and negligence?</l>
                  <l>How ſhould we feare, ſince in offence we ſtand</l>
                  <l>Equall with <hi>Iudah,</hi> Gods all-powerfull hand</l>
                  <l>Should throw downe vengeance on vs, and our eyes</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>eſt that faire light which now they doe deſpiſe.</l>
                  <l>The countrey of theſe Magi was the Eaſt,</l>
                  <l>And commonly men loue their owne ſoile beſt,</l>
                  <l>Yet ready preſt they in obedience ſtand,</l>
                  <l>To leaue (as <hi>Abraham</hi> did) their natiue land:</l>
                  <l>When that bleſt Maid and Mother loſt her ſonne,</l>
                  <l>At her returne from Salem, as vndone</l>
                  <l>Without him (who can haue ſo great a loſſe</l>
                  <l>And not goe home againe by weeping croſſe?)</l>
                  <l>She ſought him ſorrowing 'mongſt her friends &amp; kin,<note place="margin">Luke 2.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>But could not finde him, ſhe might there begin</l>
                  <l>Her ſearch anew, Chriſt is not alwayes found</l>
                  <l>'Mongſt kindred and acquaintance, if the ground</l>
                  <l>That gaue vs birth, will not our Lord receiue,</l>
                  <l>For him we muſt our natiue countrey leaue,</l>
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                  <l>Our Friends, our home, and ſtranger places greet,</l>
                  <l>Though our owne <hi>Jthaca</hi> be nere ſo ſweet.</l>
                  <l>Thrice happy is that man, which can with theſe</l>
                  <l>Forſake his ſoile, banniſh neglect and eaſe,</l>
                  <l>Goe from the Eaſt of pleaſure, till he finde</l>
                  <l>Ieruſalem, that is, the peace of minde.</l>
                  <l>Now had the Magi found this City out,</l>
                  <l>Where Sion ſtood, and walking round about,</l>
                  <l>(Not to ſuruay the building or behold</l>
                  <l>The ſtately Temple, richly deckt with gold)</l>
                  <l>Enquire for <hi>Iudahs</hi> King, her new borne King,</l>
                  <l>This ſeem'd to <hi>Jſaacs</hi> Line an vncouth thing,</l>
                  <l>They knew the Scepter was from <hi>Iudah</hi> gone,</l>
                  <l>And <hi>Herod</hi> who was now their King, was one</l>
                  <l>Inaugur'd by the Romanes, therefore they</l>
                  <l>Pos'd by this queſtion, knew not what to ſay:</l>
                  <l>But the wiſe men the more they found them ſlow,</l>
                  <l>To anſwer, were the more inflam'd to know:</l>
                  <l>Tell vs we pray (for we deſire to learne)</l>
                  <l>Where liues this Infant King? we can diſcerne</l>
                  <l>No ſigne of ioy, to make vs thinke him heere:</l>
                  <l>O then where is he? we account not deare</l>
                  <l>Our trauell or expence, ſo we may gaine</l>
                  <l>The long-wiſht ſight of <hi>Iudahs</hi> Soueraigne:</l>
                  <l>That he is borne, we doe true tidings bring,</l>
                  <l>Borne yours, your promis'd, your expected King,</l>
                  <l>Borne in your Countrey, what we ſpeake we know,</l>
                  <l>What we haue ſeene we willingly will ſhow,</l>
                  <l>We haue his ſtarre ſeene, whoſe vnuſuall light,</l>
                  <l>Shone in our eaſterne climate, and made night</l>
                  <l>Excell the day in beauty: There's no cauſe</l>
                  <l>You ſhould ſuſpect we come to breake your Lawes,</l>
                  <l>Or to inuade your Kingdome, for we bring</l>
                  <l>No armed troupes to ſet vpon your King,</l>
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                  <l>VVe doe not come as ſpies, to vnderſtand</l>
                  <l>The fruitfulneſſe and ſtrength of this your land,</l>
                  <l>Our trauell is not to encreaſe our wealth,</l>
                  <l>By traffique with you, or by priuate ſtealth</l>
                  <l>To get your treaſure, ſee, we bring great ſtore</l>
                  <l>Of coſtly ſpices, and rich Indian Ore,</l>
                  <l>Vnto this royall Infant to preſent,</l>
                  <l>Which with ſubmiſſiue reuerence our intent</l>
                  <l>Is to lay downe before him, and fallow</l>
                  <l>Our ſelues before his footeſtoole, for we know</l>
                  <l>That more then man is in him, and are come</l>
                  <l>Thus farre to worſhip him: This is the ſumme</l>
                  <l>Of all our wiſhes, let but your report</l>
                  <l>Be our direction, to this Princes Court:</l>
                  <l>This ſaid they ceaſt, but none can them reſolue</l>
                  <l>In their demand, which doth their ſoules inuolue</l>
                  <l>VVith a new cloud of ſorrow, in which plight</l>
                  <l>A while I leaue them, till a clearer light</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nfuſe more knowledge, time ere long will bring</l>
                  <l>The deuout Magi, to this new borne King.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div n="Tuesday" type="daily_meditation">
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               <head>Tueſdaies Meditation, or the third <hi>Canto.</hi>
               </head>
               <argument>
                  <head>The Argument.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Herod</hi> and his the Newes appalls,</l>
                     <l>The King in haste a counſell calls:</l>
                     <l>Next to conferre in ſecret wiſe,</l>
                     <l>He with the Magi doth deuiſe.</l>
                  </lg>
               </argument>
               <lg>
                  <l>BY this time ſame hauing new impt her wings,</l>
                  <l>Flies from the City to the Court, and brings</l>
                  <l>Newes of theſe mens arriuall, and the end</l>
                  <l>Of their intended iourney: to commend</l>
                  <l>Their diligence Court-Paraſites will ſtriue,</l>
                  <l>Like <hi>Ahimaaz</hi> and <hi>Cuſhi,</hi> who ſhall thriue<note place="margin">
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>. Sam. 18.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Beſt in their expedition: Princes eares</l>
                  <l>Doe like their hands reach farre, and tyrants feares</l>
                  <l>Place Spies in euery corner, whoſe cloſe art</l>
                  <l>Sliely inſinuates into the Heart,</l>
                  <l>Of the abuſed Subiect, and from thence</l>
                  <l>Drawes danger on his head, vnder pretence</l>
                  <l>Of more then common kindeneſſe, what he find<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>Sincerely ſpoken from plaine meaning minds,</l>
                  <l>He poyſons in report, when he it beares</l>
                  <l>To his Kings greedy, all-ſuſpecting eares.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>After this tatling goddeſſe once had ſpread</l>
                  <l>This Newes abroad<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> and buz'd into the head</l>
                  <l>Of fawning Sycophants, a pick-thanke tale,</l>
                  <l>Looke how a ſhip driuen with a fore-right gale</l>
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                  <l>Cuts through the Ocean: they hie faſt to court,</l>
                  <l>And to ſterne <hi>Herod</hi> make a loud report.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>No ſooner had fame toucht the tyrants eare,</l>
                  <l>But that his coward bloud gaue way to feare,</l>
                  <l>To take poſſeſſion of him, that he ſtood</l>
                  <l>Aſtoniſht at the newes: the raging floud</l>
                  <l>VVhen the fierce winds impetuouſly doe blow,</l>
                  <l>And in their vnreſiſted fury throw</l>
                  <l>The angry billowes, 'gainſt the ſandy ſhore</l>
                  <l>Spits not out ſome, or doth more loudly roare,</l>
                  <l>Then vexed <hi>Herod,</hi> who did inly burne,</l>
                  <l>VVhen ycie feare to fiery rage did turne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Like as a ſiluer Current, whoſe cleare ſtrea<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>VVhen ſweetly guilded by the lightſome beame</l>
                  <l>Of gold-lockt <hi>Phoebus,</hi> it reflects a light,</l>
                  <l>Becomes a pleaſant obiect to the ſight,</l>
                  <l>But if ſome ruder Swaine diſturbe the floud</l>
                  <l>By taking in it, fetching dirt and mud</l>
                  <l>The water thickens, and begins to looke</l>
                  <l>More like a foule ſinke, then a chriſt all b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ooke:</l>
                  <l>So while the riuer of man's life runs cleare,</l>
                  <l>And Sun-like reaſon, from his lofty ſpheare</l>
                  <l>Guilds it with beauty, 'tis a precious thing,</l>
                  <l>Surpaſſing Thames and Iſis, or that ſpring</l>
                  <l>VVhich fond <hi>N<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>rciſſus</hi> in his iourney found,</l>
                  <l>In which the ſelfe-admiring Boy was drown'd,</l>
                  <l>But if that paſſion eaſie paſſage finde,</l>
                  <l>It ſoone diſturbs the quiet of the minde,</l>
                  <l>Then the Conceit growes muddy to the brinke,</l>
                  <l>Like puddle, bad to view, but worſe to drinke.</l>
                  <l>So ſtood the caſe with <hi>Herod,</hi> and indeed</l>
                  <l>Suſpicious Tirants ſeldome better ſpeed:</l>
                  <l>A <hi>panicke</hi> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>er<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>out takes them oftentimes,</l>
                  <l>VVhen none ſeeke to offend them, but their crimes:</l>
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                  <l>And reaſon good, for this truth hath beene ſaid,</l>
                  <l>He whom all feare, of all muſt be afraid:<note place="margin">Seneca.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>O heauy burthen of a Monarches crowne,</l>
                  <l>O Pillow ſtuft with thornes, and not with dowlne,</l>
                  <l>O glorious bondage ſeldome bleſt with age,</l>
                  <l>O lofty building ſubiect to the rage</l>
                  <l>Of ſtorme and tempeſt, O faire guilded Cup</l>
                  <l>Containing poiſon, who would take thee vp,</l>
                  <l>(So once a Macedonianking did ſay,)<note place="margin">Antigonus</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Though he ſhould ſtumble on thee in the way.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>As a faire roome at ſome great nuptiall feaſt</l>
                  <l>Hung with rich <hi>Arras,</hi> and each corner dreſt</l>
                  <l>With coſtly furniture, heere goodly plate,</l>
                  <l>There curious glaſſes, all ſet out in ſtate,</l>
                  <l>Tables well wrought, with perfum'd damaske couer'd,</l>
                  <l>Embroder'd ſtooles, nothing amiſſe or ſlubber'd,</l>
                  <l>By ſome rude fray of the diſtemper'd gueſt</l>
                  <l>(As with the <hi>Centaures</hi> at the <hi>Lapythes</hi> Feaſt)<note place="margin">O<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap>
                     </note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Becomes diſordered, ſo that all the frame</l>
                  <l>Nought but a <hi>Chaos</hi> you can iuſtly name:</l>
                  <l>Such a confuſed heape was <hi>Iudah's</hi> King,</l>
                  <l>When fame humming about his eares, did ſting</l>
                  <l>His very heart and ſoule, with the report</l>
                  <l>Of a new riuall, to his Crowne and Court.</l>
                  <l>Now gan remembrance of his Tyrant raigne</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o torture him with an vnwonted paine,</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he ſtormie rage which on his ſubiects fell</l>
                  <l>He thinkes they will reuenge, and now rebell,</l>
                  <l>Diſmaid at this, he doth begin to moane him,</l>
                  <l>As if they came already to dethrone him:</l>
                  <l>F<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap>e is an ill Interpreter of things,</l>
                  <l>Eſpecially within the hearts of kings:</l>
                  <l>He thinkes that ſtrangers will inuade his land</l>
                  <l>In hoſtile manner, and with powe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>full hand,</l>
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                  <l>Expell him thence, and in his ſeate aduance</l>
                  <l>The new borne Infant: then he ſees a glance</l>
                  <l>Of a great Perſian Hoſte, that hard at hand,</l>
                  <l>Haue got already at their full command</l>
                  <l>The bulwarke of his kingdome, Salems towne,</l>
                  <l>Or elſe the Magi durſt not vp and downe</l>
                  <l>Make ſuch enquiry, quite againſt his will,</l>
                  <l>Who with a very frowne was wont to kill:</l>
                  <l>Mou'd with the wind of different thoughts he raues,</l>
                  <l>Like the barke, beaten by the furious waues</l>
                  <l>Of the enchafed floud: the Deuill too</l>
                  <l>Exagitates his minde, yet doubtfull who</l>
                  <l>The new-borne Infant was: he knew decreed<note place="margin">Gen. 3. 15.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>A time in fate, wherein the womans ſeed</l>
                  <l>Should break the Serpents head: As when the queene</l>
                  <l>Of heauen, fiercely enrag'd with iealous ſpleene</l>
                  <l>Againſt <hi>Alcmena,</hi> and her Ioue-borne ſonne</l>
                  <l>From Affricke brought two <hi>Snakes</hi> to ſeaze vpon</l>
                  <l>His infant body, that their gripe ſo fierce</l>
                  <l>Might cauſe his cradle to become his Herſe,</l>
                  <l>But young <hi>Alcides</hi> made his tender hands</l>
                  <l>About the Serpents ſuch death-threatning bands,</l>
                  <l>They could not hurt him, ſqueeſing them ſo ſore,</l>
                  <l>That 'twixt his fingers a foule purple gore</l>
                  <l>Iſſued apace, in which their life was drown'd,</l>
                  <l>Then let them drop quite ſenceleſſe to the ground:</l>
                  <l>So ſtood the caſe, when as diſſention roſe</l>
                  <l>Bet<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ixt this royall Infant and his foes:</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>rod</hi> and <hi>Satan</hi> two foule Serpens were,</l>
                  <l>Whom this new <hi>Hercules</hi> did ſqueeſe with feare</l>
                  <l>Of his all-powerfull hand, they both did dread</l>
                  <l>Their kingdomes ruine, and by this were led</l>
                  <l>Into vnwonted troubles, <hi>Satan</hi> thought<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>That this was he, by whom was to be wrought</l>
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                  <l>(As a new <hi>Moſes</hi>) Iſraels Redemption</l>
                  <l>From Hels proud <hi>Pharaoh,</hi> and a full exemption</l>
                  <l>From all Aegyptian bondage, which oppreſſion</l>
                  <l>Lay heauie vpon man for his tranſgreſſion:</l>
                  <l>This troubled Satan in infernall ſhade,</l>
                  <l>And with new horrour did his thoughts inuade:</l>
                  <l>Like as the greedy wolfe, when as he ſpies</l>
                  <l>The carefull Shepheard neere, or heares the cries</l>
                  <l>Of the fierce Maſtife troubled therewithall,</l>
                  <l>A chilling feare his ſences doth apall:</l>
                  <l>So woluiſh Satan when he ſaw ſo neere,</l>
                  <l>The Shepheard of our ſoule, a deadly feare</l>
                  <l>Tooke hold vpon him, and diſturb'd him ſo,</l>
                  <l>As doth the preſence of a powerfull Foe</l>
                  <l>A weake opponent: rob'd of his content,</l>
                  <l>He vexes <hi>Herod</hi> his fit inſtrument,</l>
                  <l>Knowing that feare of ſuch a danger will</l>
                  <l>Stirre vp a care, how to preuent his ill,</l>
                  <l>Regardleſſe ſo he may ſecurely raigne</l>
                  <l>Though deepe in blood he doe his hand ingraine,</l>
                  <l>VVell hoping this diſtraction would him bring</l>
                  <l>To ſeeke the ruine of the new borne King.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That ſuch a Tyrant ſhould ſo farre giue way</l>
                  <l>To his perplexed thoughts, and ſo diſmay</l>
                  <l>With feare of future troubles his weake minde,</l>
                  <l>Is not to be admir'd: But when I finde</l>
                  <l>That all Ieruſalem was rent in ſunder</l>
                  <l>With him in this ſtrange Paſſion, then I wonder</l>
                  <l>She, that as one or'eioy'd at this new birth</l>
                  <l>Should haue expreſt a triumph and with mirth</l>
                  <l>Haue crownd her browes, ſhe that doth repreſent</l>
                  <l>A peacefull city, and with full content</l>
                  <l>Should the great King of peace haue entertain'd,</l>
                  <l>Was at Chriſts birth, as in her trauell, paind.</l>
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                  <l>But wonder not, a Princes faſhion</l>
                  <l>Is ſoone obſeru'd by Subiects imitation:</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Cameleons</hi> cannot into colours turne</l>
                  <l>Faſter then Courtiers: if their Soueraigne mourne</l>
                  <l>Blacke clouds of ſorrow couer all their face,</l>
                  <l>If ſmile, they change their copie; 'tis a grace:</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Clyſophus</hi> thinkes to be without an eye,</l>
                  <l>If <hi>Philip</hi> be but blind: to goe awry</l>
                  <l>If <hi>Alexander</hi> doe ſo: Paraſites</l>
                  <l>Are iuſt like glaſſes to their Princes ſights,</l>
                  <l>Fitly reſembling euery looke they haue,</l>
                  <l>Merry or ſad, ridiculous or graue:</l>
                  <l>And as the Eccho anſwereth the voice<note place="margin">Iuuenal. Satyr. 3.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>In the ſame tone it ſpeakes, if it reioyce</l>
                  <l>Sending forth ioyfull accents, if it ſorrow</l>
                  <l>Vtter, as ſad a language it doth borrow.</l>
                  <l>So <hi>Herods</hi> Courtiers Eccho-like, but ſound</l>
                  <l>What they receiue from him by a rebound:</l>
                  <l>Thus with him theſe (true royalties worſt bane)</l>
                  <l>Sea-like, or like the moone doe waxe and wane.</l>
                  <l>Another ſort of Courtiers, <hi>Herods</hi> friends</l>
                  <l>Did ſympathize with him, but in their ends</l>
                  <l>Much differing from the former, ſome did doubt</l>
                  <l>A new commenced warre, others more ſtout,</l>
                  <l>Expected alteration, for the Theame</l>
                  <l>It is beſt fiſhing in the troubled ſtreame,</l>
                  <l>Did whet deſire, onely they did not know</l>
                  <l>Which part to ſide on, when the ſtorme ſhould grow</l>
                  <l>And this perplext them: A third ſort there were</l>
                  <l>Of grauer Citizens; much diſmaid with feare,</l>
                  <l>That <hi>Herod</hi> vexed at this ſtrange report</l>
                  <l>Would wreake his ſpleene on them: or if the court</l>
                  <l>Should change her King they fear'd a heauier yoake,</l>
                  <l>For ſeldome comes the better when the ſtroake</l>
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                  <l>Falls from a farre-fetcht hand, it heauier lights</l>
                  <l>To haue an vnknowne Prince it euen affrights</l>
                  <l>Their vnderſtanding: As that vlcerous man,</l>
                  <l>Stucke full of flies, when ſome in pitty 'gan</l>
                  <l>To chace them thence, cryed out in piteous wiſe,</l>
                  <l>O doe not wrong me ſo, theſe full fed flies</l>
                  <l>Now ſated with my bloud, I well can beare,</l>
                  <l>But if you driue them thence, I much doe feare</l>
                  <l>New ones will fill their places, and the eaſe</l>
                  <l>You thinke to doe me, me farre more diſpleaſe:</l>
                  <l>So theſe thought better, with the ruſticke ſwaine</l>
                  <l>Once to digge vp <hi>Antigonus</hi> againe,</l>
                  <l>And to endu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e thoſe flies that had their fill,</l>
                  <l>Rather then new ones, which more bloud might ſwill.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The common ſort ſeeing their ſoueraigne ſad,</l>
                  <l>Thought it their dutie alſo to be clad</l>
                  <l>In the minds mourning habite: Princes are</l>
                  <l>Like the firſt mouer to the lower ſtarre,</l>
                  <l>Vnto the Subiects, by their ſwifter motion</l>
                  <l>They draw them ſtrongly to their owne deuotion:</l>
                  <l>And as a Horſe though full of force and ſpirit</l>
                  <l>Backt by a skilfull Rider ſeemes <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>i<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>herite</l>
                  <l>His will and iudgement, one while ſtanding ſtill,</l>
                  <l>Then paci<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>g, running, bounding at his will,</l>
                  <l>So fares it twixt the Subiect and the King,</l>
                  <l>Backt by the Prince Rules ſnaffle doth him bring</l>
                  <l>To what his ſou<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>raigne pleaſe: the King's th' head,</l>
                  <l>The <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ubiect are the members, which doe ſpread</l>
                  <l>And grow from thence, now when the head's diſeaſ'd</l>
                  <l>How <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hould the members but be much diſplea'd?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But here a doubt is mou'd, Muſt Subiects ſtill</l>
                  <l>Conforme their manners to their ſoueraignes will?</l>
                  <l>May not Ieruſalem with faire intent,</l>
                  <l>In this, or like perplexitie diſſent,</l>
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                  <l>From troubled <hi>Herod,</hi> muſt the Princes faſhion</l>
                  <l>Still leade the Subiect to an imitation?</l>
                  <l>Not ſo, Kings are but men, and ſo may erre,</l>
                  <l>The King of Kigs Edict we muſt preferre</l>
                  <l>Before a mortals: though <hi>Auguſtus</hi> ſay,</l>
                  <l>Doe this, if God forbide it, to obey</l>
                  <l>Is to become a traytor? Gods Command</l>
                  <l>Compar'd with mans, muſt like an Ocean ſtand,</l>
                  <l>To ſwallow vp that drop, to quench that ſparke,</l>
                  <l>As Idoll Dagon fell before the Arke;</l>
                  <l>As ſtarres are hidden when the Sun doth ſhine:</l>
                  <l>So humane lawes muſt ſtoope vnto diuine.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The tyrant thus with feare perturb'd, at laſt</l>
                  <l>Summons his wits together, and doth caſt</l>
                  <l>How to preuent all danger, and in minde</l>
                  <l>Reuoluing many things, at length doth finde</l>
                  <l>No better courſe can with his ſafety ſtand,</l>
                  <l>Then by an Edict ſent throughout his land,</l>
                  <l>To call a counſell, and leſt by delay</l>
                  <l>He might incurre a hazzard, men that day</l>
                  <l>With ſpeciall writs to further his intent</l>
                  <l>Goe out, and ſummon ſtraight a Parlaiment:</l>
                  <l>In this, though elſe full of impietie,</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> to Kings a Preſident may be,</l>
                  <l>Not on their owne ſole iudgement to relie,</l>
                  <l>But to conſult with their graue counſels eie,</l>
                  <l>Which can ſee farre into high points of ſtate,</l>
                  <l>And deepeſt matters learnedly debate.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Well knew the cunning Tyrant how to make</l>
                  <l>A fit Election, and ſuch men to take</l>
                  <l>As his deſigne might further: for which cauſe</l>
                  <l>He conuocates the wiſeſt in the Lawes,</l>
                  <l>And thoſe whom he knew fitteſt to expound</l>
                  <l>Old Propheſies, and miſteries profound,</l>
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                  <l>For Prieſts and Elders, with the learned Scribe,</l>
                  <l>He picks the beſt for <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ame from euery Tribe:</l>
                  <l>Had warre the ſubiect beene to be diſcuſt,</l>
                  <l>He wo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ld haue cal'd Commanders for the truſt</l>
                  <l>Of mar<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>iall matters, fits them beſt that are</l>
                  <l>Well ſeene and practiz'd in the feats of warre,</l>
                  <l>But this was no ſuch thing: <hi>Herods</hi> deſire</l>
                  <l>Was by all meanes he could deuiſe, t'exquire</l>
                  <l>Where he to whom ſo many ages paſt</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Iudah's</hi> Dominion was aſſign'd at laſt</l>
                  <l>Should take his birth: the true Meſſias place</l>
                  <l>Was the maine queſtion that they had in chaſe.</l>
                  <l>They had not ſate in conſultation long,</l>
                  <l>But they were ſoone agreed, and yet among</l>
                  <l>So many<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> ſcarce there cou<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d be one found out</l>
                  <l>To be their ſpeaker, and reſolue the doubt</l>
                  <l>At laſt an aged Prieſt did vndertake</l>
                  <l>To be the tongue for all the reſt, and make</l>
                  <l>A full relation of Prophetique truth,</l>
                  <l>So vp he ro<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e, and ſpake what next enſueth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Great Ki<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>g led ſure by ſome diuiner light.</l>
                  <l>From the blacke darkeneſſe and Cymmerian night</l>
                  <l>Of the Worlds error ſince ſtate pollicies</l>
                  <l>Thou leaueſt to ſearch out heauens high myſteries:</l>
                  <l>Happy are we thy ſubiects to behold</l>
                  <l>Such goodneſſe in ſuch greatneſſe, keepe thy hold,</l>
                  <l>Goe on in Grace and vertue though alone,</l>
                  <l>And thou <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 words">
                        <desc>〈◊◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſe prop<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>, hold thy throne:</l>
                  <l>Know thou brig<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> Bethlehem is the place,</l>
                  <l>Which our M<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſſias c<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>en hath, to grace</l>
                  <l>With his maieſtqu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> preſence, when he ſhall</l>
                  <l>Firſt ſee the light o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 words">
                        <desc>〈◊◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> Ball:</l>
                  <l>So write our ancient Prophets, 'mongſt the reſt,</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Mi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ah,</hi> whoſe Oracles are thus expreſt:</l>
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                  <l>And thou, O Bethlehem, in <hi>Iudahs</hi> Land,</l>
                  <l>Shalt not for leaſt among the Princes ſtand,</l>
                  <l>For out of thee ſhall come a King<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> which well</l>
                  <l>Shall know to guide my people Iſrael:</l>
                  <l>Thus in few words I doe my ſoueraigne ſhow,</l>
                  <l>What he with ſo much care deſir'd to know;</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> well pleaſed with this<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> beſtowed a nod,</l>
                  <l>And they their adoration, as ſome god</l>
                  <l>Had ſent them a rich fauour: then they kiſt</l>
                  <l>His hand, and ſo th' aſſembly was di<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>miſt.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But I (though <hi>Herod</hi>) not diſmiſſe you ſo,</l>
                  <l>Something I haue to ſay before ye goe,</l>
                  <l>O can ye be ſo light, yet ſeeme ſo graue,</l>
                  <l>Profeſſe ſo much zeale, yet ſo little haue<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>Can you to <hi>Herod</hi> truely point the place</l>
                  <l>Where your <hi>Meſſias</hi> is, yet want th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> grace</l>
                  <l>To viſite him you ſelues? As larger ſtones</l>
                  <l>Erected in ſome high way for the nounce,</l>
                  <l>Dir<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ct the Paſſenger, but doe not moue</l>
                  <l>A i<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t from thence, where they were fixt in loue:</l>
                  <l>Or as the Bels loud repercuſſiue ſound</l>
                  <l>Cals vnto Church, neighbours that heare it round,</l>
                  <l>But in it ſelfe doth not leaſt motion feele,</l>
                  <l>To make it leaue it ſemicircled wheele:</l>
                  <l>So theſe could ſhew where Chriſt was to be found,</l>
                  <l>Yet neuer ſeeke him, all was ſhew and ſound,</l>
                  <l>No ſolid ſubſtance: They muſt needes be ill,</l>
                  <l>Who rich in knowledge, are ſo poore in will.</l>
                  <l>By this time <hi>Herod</hi> who in thought reuolu'd,</l>
                  <l>Many a Plot, and Plat-forme, was reſolu'd</l>
                  <l>To fixe on one for all: ſliely he ſent</l>
                  <l>For the wiſe men to court, with whom he ſpent</l>
                  <l>Some time in free diſcourſe, the maine thus farre</l>
                  <l>Did reach, to know what time the eaſterne ſtarre,</l>
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                  <l>Made his firſt appariſion, this once told</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> his minde did in theſe words vnfold.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>With how great care my ſelfe haue ſought to know</l>
                  <l>This Infant Prince ye come to, well doth ſhow</l>
                  <l>The counſell call'd of late, call'd for your good</l>
                  <l>For now we know the place of his aboad:</l>
                  <l>That he is more then humane I beleeue,</l>
                  <l>Though clouded in obſcurity, and grieue</l>
                  <l>Time and occaſion will not giue me leaue</l>
                  <l>To goe this progreſſe with you, and receiue</l>
                  <l>That ſoule ſecuring comfort, and delight</l>
                  <l>Which you will <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>eet with in the gracious ſight</l>
                  <l>Of ſuch an Obiect: but doe you goe on,</l>
                  <l>And ſearch with <hi>Linceus</hi> eyes, to light vpon</l>
                  <l>The houſe that holds him, and if once you fortune</l>
                  <l>(For which I will the higher powers importune)</l>
                  <l>But bring you to him, after you haue done</l>
                  <l>That you are led to by Deuotion,</l>
                  <l>Doe but ſo much of happy time afford,</l>
                  <l>As may returne you backe, to bring me word,</l>
                  <l>And I my ſelfe ſubmitting ſtate and glory,</l>
                  <l>Although to aftertimes I make a ſtory,</l>
                  <l>Will wing'd in my deſire approach before him,</l>
                  <l>And falling proſtrate on the ground adore him.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O ſubtile Fox, that with ſo faire pretence</l>
                  <l>Couldſt ſuch a deed of cruelty commence,</l>
                  <l>As the ſweete Infants murder, for we finde</l>
                  <l>Such Lambe-like ſe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> blance hid a woluiſh minde:</l>
                  <l>Of Chriſt the Lambe he ſpake, as if he meant</l>
                  <l>To worſhip, when to worry he was bent:</l>
                  <l>Hypocriſie with a fine thred is ſpunne,</l>
                  <l>And ſeemes an Eagle that dares face the Sunne,</l>
                  <l>But once expos'd vnto that glor<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ous light,</l>
                  <l>Shrinkes backe amaz'd, and canopies her ſight.</l>
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                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> by craft thought he might quickely gaine</l>
                  <l>What by plaine dealing he could not obtaine:</l>
                  <l>So Generalls in their exploits of warre,</l>
                  <l>Seeing the Lyons caſe will not reach farre,</l>
                  <l>That they may bring their Stratagem about</l>
                  <l>Peece on the Foxes skinne, to eke it out.</l>
                  <l>So the ſlie Fox as dead himſelfe doth lay,</l>
                  <l>When he intends to make the largeſt prey:</l>
                  <l>So <hi>Ioab</hi> hugs him whom he meanes to ſlay,</l>
                  <l>So <hi>Iudas</hi> kiſſes whom he doth betray:</l>
                  <l>But <hi>Herods</hi> cunning doth himſelfe beguile,</l>
                  <l>The Wolfe delayes, the Lambe eſcapes the while:</l>
                  <l>The wiſe men lend an eare vnto the King,</l>
                  <l>But that we finde anſweare not any thing,</l>
                  <l>Yet ſince by ſilence they doe ſhew conſent,</l>
                  <l>They are diſmiſt, and <hi>Herod</hi> ſeems content.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div n="Wednesday" type="daily_meditation">
               <head>Wedneſdaies Meditation, or the fourth <hi>Canto.</hi>
               </head>
               <argument>
                  <head>The Argument.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>By the ſtarres helpe the wiſe men finde</l>
                     <l>Our Sauiour out, their gifts defind,</l>
                     <l>Admoniſhed from God before</l>
                     <l>In <hi>Herods</hi> ſight they come no more.</l>
                  </lg>
               </argument>
               <lg>
                  <l>THe Magi finding not what they doe lacke,</l>
                  <l>Vpon Ieruſalem ſoone turne their backe,</l>
                  <l>They had not trauail'd from the citty farre,</l>
                  <l>When the thrice welcome luſtre of their ſtarre</l>
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                  <l>Did reappeare vnto them: God withdrawes</l>
                  <l>His b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>eſſings from vs, that a little pauſe</l>
                  <l>Of abſence may endeare them: ſo the light</l>
                  <l>To one immur'd in priſon ſeemes more bright</l>
                  <l>When his enlargement comes: ſo when the blaſt</l>
                  <l>Of ſome impetuous wind rends vp the Maſt</l>
                  <l>Of the Sea-toſſed-Hulke, ready as food</l>
                  <l>To ſtop the mouth of the deuouring flood,</l>
                  <l>A ſudden Calme is ſweeteſt: A diſeaſe</l>
                  <l>Makes health in the repurchaſt better pleaſe:</l>
                  <l>Viciſſitude delights, and breedes reſpect,</l>
                  <l>Where long enioying generates neglect.</l>
                  <l>Ha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> the wiſe men in all their iourney kept</l>
                  <l>The Starre a daily guide, they had not lept</l>
                  <l>For ioy, as they did now: indeed content</l>
                  <l>Might then haue kept pace with them, but as pent</l>
                  <l>Within too ſtrait a priſon, their vaſt ioy</l>
                  <l>Breakes forth into expreſſion, no annoy</l>
                  <l>Able to counter-check it, 'twas more great<note place="margin">Gauiſi ſunt gaud<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>o magno valde.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Then text could well deſcribe, or I repeat.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Like as a mother of a ſonne belou'd</l>
                  <l>As her eye ſight, from her eye-ſight remou'd</l>
                  <l>By a long abſence, and no newes arriuing,</l>
                  <l>Whether he doe conſort the dead or liuing,</l>
                  <l>Grieues at her hap, while heart-diſmaying feares</l>
                  <l>V<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nt out her ſorrow, not in words, but teares;</l>
                  <l>Which when paſt hope ſhe ſees him home returne,</l>
                  <l>Ceaſt any longer his deceaſe to mourne,</l>
                  <l>And rauiſht in her ioy, her ſpirits drownd</l>
                  <l>In ſuch a deluge, falls into a ſwound:</l>
                  <l>But hauing once thoſe powers recollected,</l>
                  <l>Seeing the obiect by her ſo affected,</l>
                  <l>Kiſſes, e<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>braces, hugs her deareſt Boy,</l>
                  <l>Ready to skip out of her skin for ioy:</l>
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                  <l>So fared it with the Magi; when the Starre</l>
                  <l>Firſt diſappear'd, it made no doubt a warre</l>
                  <l>Within them, ſundry paſſions did conteſt,</l>
                  <l>But gri<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>fe ſoone gets the maſtery of the reſt;</l>
                  <l>Yet <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ong the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>rabbed tyrant doth not reigue,</l>
                  <l>Ere he be clean<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> depos'd, the Starre againe</l>
                  <l>By new appearing a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ters quite the ſtate;</l>
                  <l>So ioy ſucceeds, and doth pr<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>dominate;</l>
                  <l>Tun'd to a holy key, their tongues doth ſound</l>
                  <l>Lauo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>taes, while their heart <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>oth dance a Round.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Star<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hether a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> in that faſhion,</l>
                  <l>Or elſe ſome radiant holy inſpiration,<note place="margin">Chryſoſt.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Whether an errant P<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>et among the ſeuen,</l>
                  <l>Or one of thoſe faire bodies <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ixt in heauen,</l>
                  <l>Sent downe to ſerue the turne or elſe created</l>
                  <l>For this ſole vſe, and then anihilated,</l>
                  <l>I will not ſtand to queſtion: on it went</l>
                  <l>As a ſure conuoy, for the courſe it hent</l>
                  <l>Was not orbicular, but ſo direct</l>
                  <l>As they could wiſh a guide, whoſe beſt reſpect</l>
                  <l>Might leade them on; the motion of it ſlow,</l>
                  <l>And as it may be well concluded, low,</l>
                  <l>Elſe could it not haue kept an equall pace,</l>
                  <l>Nor yet hauefully pointed to the place.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Come to the houſe, as if it had no will</l>
                  <l>For any further motion, it ſtood ſtill,</l>
                  <l>And ouer the poore cottage long did houer,</l>
                  <l>Or like ſome golden Canopie, did couer</l>
                  <l>The place of Chriſts abode: which once deſcride</l>
                  <l>By the wiſe men, its luſter it did hide,</l>
                  <l>And ne'er was ſeene againe, although ſome tell,</l>
                  <l>Gliding from thence, it fell into a Well.</l>
                  <l>Interpreters doe by this Starre expreſſe,</l>
                  <l>Such as turne men to faith and righteouſneſſe.</l>
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                  <l>Thrice happy are thoſe Starre<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>, which ſoules do guid<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>To Chriſt, and alſo there themſelues abide.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Enter'd they find the Infant with his Mother;</l>
                  <l>She puts not out her Child vnto another:</l>
                  <l>Me thinkes it is an error againſt kind,</l>
                  <l>That Mothers which haue ſtore of milke aſſign'd,</l>
                  <l>Should dry thoſe fountaines, to preſerue their beauty,</l>
                  <l>From whence their infants ſhould ſuck loue and duty</l>
                  <l>Or that for ſtate, for trouble, or for pleaſure,</l>
                  <l>They ſhould expoſe ſuch an vnualew'd treaſure</l>
                  <l>As children are, vnto another, care,</l>
                  <l>While they themſelues thereof will beare no ſhare.</l>
                  <l>The bleſſed Virgin bare a better mind,</l>
                  <l>To her owne iſſue then to proue vnkind,</l>
                  <l>Milke ſhe a bleſſing knew, dry breaſts a curſe,</l>
                  <l>Therefore ſhe dain'd her ſelfe to be a nurſe:</l>
                  <l>The wiſe men when they come, the Infant ſee</l>
                  <l>Hang at her breaſts, or dandled on her knee.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Now did the Magi meet their full deſire,</l>
                  <l>And might with <hi>Simeon</hi> wiſh they might expire:</l>
                  <l>Great was their ioy, when they beheld the Starre.</l>
                  <l>To ſee the Sun muſt needs tranſcend it farre:</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Abraham</hi> reioyc'd to ſee Chriſts day in ſpirit;<note place="margin">Ioh. 8. 46.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Your ioy muſt needs be greater, which inherit</l>
                  <l>A larger bleſſing, you in fleſh behold him,</l>
                  <l>And haue that fauour in your armes to fold him:</l>
                  <l>Prophets and Kings haue long deſir'd in vaine,</l>
                  <l>To ſee what you ſee, <hi>Judahs</hi> Soueraigne;<note place="margin">Luk. 10. 24.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Therefore (to him who beſt can cenſure things)</l>
                  <l>Happier you are then Prophets, or then Kings.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Yet let me ſay, 'twas not the ſight alone</l>
                  <l>That made theſe wiſe men happy, had they gone</l>
                  <l>No further, they had ne'er arriu'd at bliſſe,</l>
                  <l>Many eyes ſaw him which of that ſhall miſſe:</l>
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                  <l>But theſe wiſe men when once they come before him,</l>
                  <l>Fall proſtrate on the ground, and doe adore him:</l>
                  <l>Well might good <hi>Bernard</hi> this ſtrange act admire,</l>
                  <l>That wiſe men, great men, who to ſenſe were higher</l>
                  <l>Then what they fell ſo low to, ſhould afford</l>
                  <l>Such worſhip to an Infant, poorely ſtord</l>
                  <l>With what ſhould fit a Royall birth, the place,</l>
                  <l>Attendants dreſſing, cradle had no grace</l>
                  <l>To moue ſuch vaſſalage; ſure God inſpir'd</l>
                  <l>(A thing which well deſerues to be admir'd)</l>
                  <l>Such Faith into their minds, as made them ſee</l>
                  <l>A God head clothed with humanity.</l>
                  <l>Being to come fore one of more command<note place="margin">Athanaſius.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Then Perſiaes Monarke, with an empty hand</l>
                  <l>They dare not make approach, but ope their treaſure,</l>
                  <l>And giue their owne in an abundant meaſure:</l>
                  <l>The gifts they dedicate to Chriſt are three,<note place="margin">Auguſtine.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>To note they did adore the Trinitie:</l>
                  <l>Or elſe to ſhew, the perſon they ador'd,</l>
                  <l>Although but one, was with three Natures ſtor'd,</l>
                  <l>Deity, Soule and Body; or to bring</l>
                  <l>His threefold Office of Prieſt, Prophet, King,</l>
                  <l>To our remembrance; therefore ſome doe call</l>
                  <l>Theſe, ſacramentall gifts; Propheticall<note place="margin">Cyp<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>tian. Rupertus. Baſfil.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Others entitle them; the firſt was Gold,</l>
                  <l>Which with a King doth correſpondence hold;</l>
                  <l>Or elſe they offer plenty of their Ore,</l>
                  <l>That to ſupply their wants they might haue ſtore</l>
                  <l>When Chriſt ſhould f<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ie to Egypt: they beſtow</l>
                  <l>Mirrhe, that a mortall man we might him know:</l>
                  <l>The Frankinſence they offer doth define,</l>
                  <l>As God he muſt haue ſacrifice Diuine.</l>
                  <l>Againe, pure Gold, cleare Mirrhe, ſweet Frankinſence,</l>
                  <l>Doe each of them afford a morall ſence;</l>
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                  <l>Gold ſignifies pure doctrine, Faith ſincere,</l>
                  <l>A charity refin'd, which God holds deare:</l>
                  <l>Myrrhe repreſents the teares of penitence</l>
                  <l>Shed for our ſinnes a mortified ſence</l>
                  <l>To worldly matters: Frankinſence doth ſhew</l>
                  <l>Perfum'd deuotion, where we muſt beſtow</l>
                  <l>The Incenſe of our prayers: theſe well preſented,</l>
                  <l>Are offerings wherewith God is much contented.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The wiſe men hauing their oblat<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>on ended,</l>
                  <l>And ſeene, and known what might be comprehended,</l>
                  <l>Take leaue, and doe betake them to their reſt,</l>
                  <l>Deeming themſelues to be not meanely bleſt</l>
                  <l>In ſuch a happy iſſue, now their mind</l>
                  <l>At quiet, a ſweet ſleepe their ſence doth bind.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>About the dead time of the ſilent night,</l>
                  <l>They ſaw, or thought they ſaw a glorious light;</l>
                  <l>In it a ſhape more bright, an Angel<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ſtood,</l>
                  <l>Who came from heauen to warne the<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> for their good,</l>
                  <l>And hauing gently wak'd them, with a voice</l>
                  <l>Able to charme attention, and reioyce</l>
                  <l>The very heart to heare it, thus he ſaid;</l>
                  <l>Let not your minds with terror be diſmaid,</l>
                  <l>Almighty God, whoſe I reioyce to be,</l>
                  <l>Hath ſent me to you on this embaſie:</l>
                  <l>The honour which you lately did his Sonne,</l>
                  <l>Hath ſo much fauour from his goodneſſe wonne,</l>
                  <l>That knowing you are bent to vndertake</l>
                  <l>A dangerous iourney, he deſires to make</l>
                  <l>The hazzard knowne vnto you: Iuda's King,</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> I meane, is rather any thing,</l>
                  <l>Then wha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> he ſeem'd vnto you: his pretence</l>
                  <l>Of worſhip, when in that cloſe conference</l>
                  <l>He brake about the Infant, was a wile,</l>
                  <l>Both you and him the better to beguile;</l>
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                  <l>For in his heart he plotted long before,</l>
                  <l>To waſh his hands within the purple gore</l>
                  <l>Of his l<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e blood, and choſe for this intent</l>
                  <l>Your ſimplen<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſſe to be his inſtrument;</l>
                  <l>Meaning when he had ſeru'd his turne, to reaue</l>
                  <l>You of your deareſt liues, ſtriuing to leaue</l>
                  <l>A preſident vnto poſterity,</l>
                  <l>Of an vnmat<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>, vnheard of tyranny:</l>
                  <l>Be mindfull of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>. <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> words, and take good heed</l>
                  <l>How you returne to <hi>Herod,</hi> rather ſpeed</l>
                  <l>Into your Country b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ſome other way,</l>
                  <l>For no <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>al<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> danger waits vpon delay.</l>
                  <l>This ſaid, he quickly vaniſht out of ſight,</l>
                  <l>And they fell to their reſt that reſt of night.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>No ſooner did the grav-eyed Morne appeare,</l>
                  <l>And by her bluſhi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>g <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hew the Sunne was neare,</l>
                  <l>But to their <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ourney they themſelues addreſſe,</l>
                  <l>And mindfull of the viſion, which did preſſe</l>
                  <l>Their memories afreſh, they leaue the rode</l>
                  <l>Which leades to S<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>em, though the tract were broad,</l>
                  <l>And ride through la<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>es, and by-waies, till at laſt</l>
                  <l>The confines of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>udea they are paſt.</l>
                  <l>Secure from danger, their poſt-haſte they ſtay,</l>
                  <l>And trauaile on at leaſure, by the way</l>
                  <l>Diſcourſing with ioy not to be expreſt,</l>
                  <l>How highly they were in that iourney bleſt:</l>
                  <l>Ere many daies their Country ſmoke appeares,</l>
                  <l>And they in peace at ho<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e liue many yeeres.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I cannot leaue this part of hiſtory,</l>
                  <l>Till I haue ſhewed a vſefull myſtery:</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> by the vnanimous aſſent</l>
                  <l>Of Fathers, doth the diuell repreſent,</l>
                  <l>They then which by Gods mercy are ſet free</l>
                  <l>From bondage, worſe then Egypts ſlauery,</l>
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                  <l>Satans oppreſſion, muſt abhorre ſuch bands,</l>
                  <l>And take good heed they fall not in his hands.</l>
                  <l>The ſilly Bird hauing eſcap'd the net,</l>
                  <l>Farre from the fatall place herſelfe will get.</l>
                  <l>The Lambe which from the Wolfe hath got away,</l>
                  <l>Will no more venture from the flocke to ſtray.</l>
                  <l>If by the Goſpels Starre we once are brought</l>
                  <l>To Chriſt, let vs by no temptation wrought,</l>
                  <l>Turne backe to <hi>Herod;</hi> but forſaking quite</l>
                  <l>The workes of darkneſſe, in Gods Word delight.</l>
                  <l>Indeed I know we are to trauaile farre</l>
                  <l>To our owne Country, in this world we are<note place="margin">1. Pet. 2. 11.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>But ſtrangers: he that liues the longeſt age,</l>
                  <l>Doth waſte his life in tedious pilgrimage:</l>
                  <l>Heauen is our happy home, and we muſt ſtriue,</l>
                  <l>Though cloſe by hell we paſſe, how to arriue</l>
                  <l>Vnto that bleſſed Harbor, by the way</l>
                  <l>Remouing all ſuch rubs as would vs ſtay.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But let me tell you, leſt we chance to ſtray,</l>
                  <l>Our iourney thither lyes another way:</l>
                  <l>'Tis not the too-too common road of vice,</l>
                  <l>Which is the paſſage vnto Paradice;</l>
                  <l>Ah no, the path which vnto bliſſe doth lead<note place="margin">Matth. 7. 13.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Is ſtraight, and few they are that doe it tread:</l>
                  <l>Then, onely then, another way we take,<note place="margin">Immutatio viae emen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>datio vitae: Euſebius Emiſſenus. <hi>1. King. 13.</hi>
                     </note>
                  </l>
                  <l>When of our vicious life a change we make.</l>
                  <l>Like as the Prophet which was ſent to cry</l>
                  <l>Againſt that Altar of impiety,</l>
                  <l>Set vp by <hi>Ieroboam,</hi> had command</l>
                  <l>Not to goe backe vnto his natiue Land</l>
                  <l>By the ſame way he came: the like haue we,</l>
                  <l>VVe muſt our old waies leaue, and ſpeedily</l>
                  <l>As we new creatures are, new wayes enquire,</l>
                  <l>Such as may bring vs whither we deſire.</l>
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                  <l>He that by ſinne hath left heauens vſuall track,</l>
                  <l>Muſt by repentance a new way come back.</l>
                  <l>Haſt thou walkt on in luſts impurity?</l>
                  <l>Returne another way, by chaſtety.</l>
                  <l>Didſt thou with pride a ſtately march maintaine?</l>
                  <l>Another way humility regaine.</l>
                  <l>In auarice didſt thou delight to moue?</l>
                  <l>Returne another way, and walke in loue.</l>
                  <l>Did ſharpe contention make thee trudge to Law?</l>
                  <l>From that miſleading path thy feet withdraw,</l>
                  <l>And ſtriue to liue in peace. Did thy heart range</l>
                  <l>In vſuries wilde maze? O let it change</l>
                  <l>(Though much againſt thy natiue conſtitution)</l>
                  <l>With good <hi>Zacheus</hi> to a reſtitution.</l>
                  <l>In fine if we wander from truth, or ſtray</l>
                  <l>Neuer ſo little from the narrow way,</l>
                  <l>We <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>iſſe our path, and ſo abberring rome</l>
                  <l>From the right way, ſhould leade vs to our home.</l>
                  <l>And therefore as the trauailer in doubt</l>
                  <l>Which way to take, with heed doth looke about</l>
                  <l>To ſpie ſome houſe, or perſon, which may be</l>
                  <l>A helpe to him in his perplexitie,</l>
                  <l>And neuer leaue enquiring, till he know</l>
                  <l>Which way he muſt decline, and which way goe:</l>
                  <l>So if yee be in doubt which path to hold,</l>
                  <l>With <hi>Salomons</hi> faire Spouſe get to the fold,</l>
                  <l>Where ſhepheards keepe their flock, of them enquire,<note place="margin">Cant. 1. 8.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>And they will ſatisfie your iuſt deſire;</l>
                  <l>Then hauing found it, keepe it with delight,</l>
                  <l>And neither turne to the left hand, nor right:</l>
                  <l>So ſhall ye find what euer may betide</l>
                  <l>In your way thither, 'twill you ſafely guide</l>
                  <l>To your owne Country, where you ſhall poſſeſſe</l>
                  <l>More good then heart can thinke, or tongue expreſſe.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div n="Thursday" type="daily_meditation">
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               <head>Thurſdaies Meditation, or the fifth <hi>Canto.</hi>
               </head>
               <argument>
                  <head>The Argument.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>An Angell is to <hi>Ioſeph</hi> ſent,</l>
                     <l>To tell him <hi>Hérods</hi> foule intent:</l>
                     <l>He with his charge to Egypt flies,</l>
                     <l>And there remaines ti<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>l <hi>Herod</hi> dies.</l>
                  </lg>
               </argument>
               <lg>
                  <l>NO ſooner had the Magi left the Land</l>
                  <l>Of Paleſtine, but He which hath command</l>
                  <l>Of all that know a beeing, and can ſee</l>
                  <l>Things plotted with the greateſt ſecrecy,</l>
                  <l>And eaſily elude them, di<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> intend</l>
                  <l>To <hi>Herods</hi> proiect a vaine<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> fruitleſſe end:</l>
                  <l>God can (though man be crafty to deuiſe)</l>
                  <l>Infatuate the Counſels of the wiſe,</l>
                  <l>And free his children from what may annoy them,</l>
                  <l>Though malice ioyne with cunning to deſtroy them</l>
                  <l>So <hi>Pharaoh,</hi> who from Iſrael will not part,</l>
                  <l>Wants of his will, yet for it feeles the ſmart:<note place="margin">Conſilium diuinum dum deui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tatur, im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pletur, hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mana ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pientia dum reluctat<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>r, comprehen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ditur. Greg.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>So <hi>Saul,</hi> who practiz'd <hi>Dauid</hi> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> confound,</l>
                  <l>Did himſelfe fall, and <hi>Jſh<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap>s</hi> ſonne was croun'd:</l>
                  <l>So <hi>Herod</hi> who did ſeeke <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> haue depriu'd</l>
                  <l>Chriſt of his life, did find <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>imſelfe ſhort liu'd.</l>
                  <l>Thus Gods decree while hund, doth take effect,</l>
                  <l>And humane wiſedome w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ile it ſtriues, is checkt.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Now were all humane eyes ſhut vp in ſleepe,</l>
                  <l>But ſuch whom care, or paine did open keepe,</l>
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                  <l>When a bleſt Angell (Angels are prepar'd</l>
                  <l>To be to Gods Elect a ſurer guard</l>
                  <l>Then mortals can be) vnto <hi>Ioſeph</hi> came,</l>
                  <l>Sent to that iuſt man in <hi>Iehouahs</hi> Name,</l>
                  <l>Whoſe Sun-like preſence had ſo bright aray,</l>
                  <l>That it made mid-night to excell mid-day:</l>
                  <l>Yet the good man feareleſſe, becauſe vntainted,</l>
                  <l>And with ſuch apparitions pre-acquainted,</l>
                  <l>Expected the euent; when thus made bold,</l>
                  <l>The Angell did his Embaſy vnfold:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O thou which from the Lord ſuch grace haſt won,</l>
                  <l>To be the Foſter-father of his Sonne,</l>
                  <l>And husband (though thou liueſt more like a brother)</l>
                  <l>Vnto that euer bleſſed Virgin Mother,</l>
                  <l>Looke well vnto thy charge, the Wolfe doth warch</l>
                  <l>With bloody mind, both Lamb and Eue to catch,</l>
                  <l>That he may prey vpon them, therefore take</l>
                  <l>The tender Infant, and his Mother make</l>
                  <l>Co-partner in thy flight, to Egypt flee,</l>
                  <l>There's roome and ſafety for thy Charge and Thee:</l>
                  <l>There plant thy habitation, and remaine,</l>
                  <l>Till thou mayſt ſafely venture backe againe,</l>
                  <l>Which ſafety when the time ſhall once afford,</l>
                  <l>Ile be a Meſſenger to bring thee word.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This meſſage ended, backe the Angell goes,</l>
                  <l>When preſently good <hi>Joſeph</hi> doth diſpoſe</l>
                  <l>Himſelfe to Gods command, that very night</l>
                  <l>With his deare charge he 'gins to take his flight.</l>
                  <l>But though ſuch haſte <hi>Ioſeph</hi> made to be gone,</l>
                  <l>Wee'll ſtay a while, and meditate hereon.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That woman in the vncouth Wilderneſſe,<note place="margin">Reuel. 12.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Whom neere her time the Dragon did diſtreſſe,</l>
                  <l>One thinkes, doth repreſent the Church; another</l>
                  <l>(Not much amiſſe) the bleſſed Virgin Mother:</l>
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                  <l>Indeed the Dragon ſuits with <hi>Herod</hi> well,</l>
                  <l>And <hi>Mary</hi> is the womans paralell:</l>
                  <l>The ſtory tells vs, that the woman fled</l>
                  <l>The Dragons furie, when deliuered:</l>
                  <l>So was the bleſſed Virgin glad to flie</l>
                  <l>With her young Babe from <hi>Herods</hi> cruelty:</l>
                  <l>The Dragon there ſtood ready to deuoure</l>
                  <l>The Child, when he was borne; and euery houre</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> did gape for newes, that he might ſlay</l>
                  <l>The bleſſedſt Infant euer yet ſaw day:</l>
                  <l>Yet Child and Mother both eſcaped there:</l>
                  <l>So Chriſt and <hi>Mary</hi> both preſerued were:</l>
                  <l>As <hi>Moſes</hi> guarded by Gods mighty hand,</l>
                  <l>Came ſafely of from the vniuſt command</l>
                  <l>Of perſecuting <hi>Pharoah,</hi> and became</l>
                  <l>A mighty Captaine in <hi>Iehouahs</hi> Name</l>
                  <l>To quell the pride of <hi>Pharoah,</hi> and ſet free</l>
                  <l>The Hebrewes from Egyptian ſlauery:</l>
                  <l>So by Gods prouidence did Chriſt eſcape</l>
                  <l>From Dragon <hi>Herods</hi> mouth which wide did gape,</l>
                  <l>To ſwallow him aliue, that he might be</l>
                  <l>Vnto his people in captiuity</l>
                  <l>A mighty leader, and the power quell</l>
                  <l>Of Sinne, and Sathan, of the Graue, and Hell,</l>
                  <l>And ſo in fine his Iſrael ſafely bring</l>
                  <l>From bondage worſe then vnder Egypts King:</l>
                  <l>Finally when the Dragon did perceiue</l>
                  <l>Hi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> force againſt the woman vaine, did leaue</l>
                  <l>To perſecute her, yet did i<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ly burne</l>
                  <l>In indignation, and his fury t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ne</l>
                  <l>To warre vpon the remnant of her ſeed,</l>
                  <l>Hoping to meet ther<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> with ſuccesfull ſpeed:</l>
                  <l>So <hi>Herod</hi> fruſtrated of his deſire,</l>
                  <l>Suffers his heart to burne in flaming fire</l>
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                  <l>Of furious rage, and will needes wreake his ſpleene</l>
                  <l>On ſilly infants, but this ſhalbe ſeene</l>
                  <l>More largely, in the progreſſe of this ſtory,</l>
                  <l>Chriſts flight a while keeps back the Infants glory.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Like as a gardner when he ſpies a plant,</l>
                  <l>Full of faire hope fit elbow roome to want,</l>
                  <l>As nigh ſome ouerſpreading tree, bereauen</l>
                  <l>Of the Suns heat, and the fat dew of heauen,</l>
                  <l>With care remoues it to another place,</l>
                  <l>Where it thriues mainly, in a little ſpace:</l>
                  <l>So when the Lord his Sonne that plant did ſee</l>
                  <l>Plac'd to neare <hi>Herod</hi> that farre ſpreading tree,</l>
                  <l>Yet fruitleſſe, therefore worthy to be feld</l>
                  <l>Leſt the vnholſome ſhadow death ſhould peld</l>
                  <l>To the neare neighbouring plant, his powerfull hand</l>
                  <l>Doth now tranſplant him to another land.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He that in flight our refuge is heere flies,</l>
                  <l>He that aſſiſts vs <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>gainſt our enemies,</l>
                  <l>Auoids the furie of his mortall foes,</l>
                  <l>And like an exile into Egypt goes:</l>
                  <l>That in ſuch kind of dire calamities</l>
                  <l>He might with vs the better ſympathize:</l>
                  <l>Our Sauiour Chriſt without a Gyges ring</l>
                  <l>Could haue obſcur'd his perſon from the King.</l>
                  <l>Or had he pleaſ'd what euer was intended</l>
                  <l>Gainſt <hi>Herods</hi> malice haue himſelfe defended:</l>
                  <l>He that by fire did his <hi>Eliah</hi> guard</l>
                  <l>He that an hoſt of Angels had prepar'd</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Eliſha</hi> to ſecure, he that did ſaue</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Daniel</hi> from Lyons, <hi>Lazarus</hi> from the graue,</l>
                  <l>Had it ſeem'd good could heere haue gon as farre</l>
                  <l>And quail'd the force of <hi>Herods</hi> men of warre:</l>
                  <l>But he choſe rather to ſepoſe his might,</l>
                  <l>And to expoſe his perſon vnto flight:</l>
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                  <l>Either to ſhew what he himſelfe doth ſay,</l>
                  <l>He came no worldly Scepter here to ſway:<note place="margin">Ioh. 18.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Or elſe by his example to declare,</l>
                  <l>The Church for perſecution muſt prepare:</l>
                  <l>Or it may be to teach vs, that the Lord</l>
                  <l>No extraordinary will afford,</l>
                  <l>When we haue ordinary meanes at hand,</l>
                  <l>By which we may withdraw, and quit the Land,</l>
                  <l>To worke our ſafety: or to teach in fine</l>
                  <l>Vs perſonall perſecution to decline:</l>
                  <l>So <hi>Moſes</hi> fled from <hi>Pharaohs</hi> cruelty:</l>
                  <l>So <hi>Dauid</hi> from his ſonnes impiety:</l>
                  <l>So <hi>Paul,</hi> no ſafety being in the Towne,</l>
                  <l>Was in a basket by the wall let downe,</l>
                  <l>That he might ſcape the danger; ſo againe</l>
                  <l>He fled from Salem, fearing to be ſlaine:</l>
                  <l>So <hi>Polycarpe</hi> in perſecutions heat,</l>
                  <l>Did by aduice, for a while change his ſeate:<note place="margin">Euſebius.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>So <hi>Athanaſius</hi> did often flie</l>
                  <l>From that blood thirſting Arrian tyranny:</l>
                  <l>So when <hi>Iuſtina, Valentimans</hi> Mother,<note place="margin">Socrates ſcholaſlicus.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Her rage againſt S <hi>Ambroſe</hi> could not ſmother,</l>
                  <l>He fled from Millaine: <hi>Chryſoſtome</hi> like fate</l>
                  <l>Drew from Bizantium, to ſhun the hate</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Eud<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>xia</hi> bare vnto him: Chriſt our Sauiour,</l>
                  <l>When paſt an Infant, had the like behauiour:</l>
                  <l>So when the Phariſes a counſell tooke</l>
                  <l>Againſt his life, their preſence he forſooke:<note place="margin">Mat. 12. 15. Luk. 4. Iohn. 8.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>So when the Nazarens malicious will</l>
                  <l>Would throw him headlong from the City hill,</l>
                  <l>He left the place: ſo when with fell deſpite</l>
                  <l>The Iewes did ſeeke to ſtone him, from their ſight</l>
                  <l>He hid himſelfe: to make this truth more plaine,</l>
                  <l>He giues this as a precept, to remaine</l>
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                  <l>To all ſucceeding times, when tyrants hate,</l>
                  <l>Shall rather ſeeke your liues, then your eſtate,</l>
                  <l>Out of one City to another flie,<note place="margin">Mat. 10. 23.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>And ſaue your ſelues from their ſt<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>rne cruelty:</l>
                  <l>This is to be like cunning Serpents wiſe,<note place="margin">Mat. 10. 16.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>When innocence of Doues will not ſuffice.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But we muſt know our Sauiour <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>led not death,<note place="margin">Mortem di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtulit non fugit: Chri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoſt:</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Out of a feare to leeſe his vicall breath:</l>
                  <l>Onely for this cauſe he did now foreſlow it,</l>
                  <l>That afterwards he better might beſtow it:</l>
                  <l>He meant to lay it downe, as a rare gift</l>
                  <l>Of his owne bounty, not by <hi>Herods</hi> drift,</l>
                  <l>By his freewill he did intend to die,<note place="margin">Morietur non vinculo neceſſitatis, ſed propoſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to volunta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tis: Fulgen.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>And not out of a fore'd neceſſity.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ſeeing thou wouldſt haue thy Sonne, O Lord,</l>
                  <l>To flie, wherefore to Egypt ſo abhord?</l>
                  <l>Can that to thy belou'd ſafe harbor giue,</l>
                  <l>In which thy Iſrael did in bondage liue.</l>
                  <l>Haue the Egyptians thoſe plagues forgot</l>
                  <l>Thou didſt impoſe vpon them? Will they not</l>
                  <l>Study reuenge? Or may not <hi>Ioſeph</hi> feare,</l>
                  <l>If Egypts King of his arriuall heare,</l>
                  <l>He ſhall be taken for an Hebrew Spie,</l>
                  <l>And by ſome vncouth torment forc'd to die.</l>
                  <l>O let not fleſh and blood expoſtulate</l>
                  <l>With Gods determination, or debate</l>
                  <l>The matter any further, God who drawes</l>
                  <l>Honey from He<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>lock with the Bee, can cauſe</l>
                  <l>Each place that is to ſerue vnto his will,</l>
                  <l>And ſafety raiſe euen from thoſe would kill.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The time was once when his almighty Hand</l>
                  <l>Threw plagues apace on the Egyptian Land,</l>
                  <l>The worſt of which wherewith they were annoi'd</l>
                  <l>Was, when their firſt borne iſſue was deſtroi'd;</l>
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                  <l>To recompence this loſſe he ſends his owne</l>
                  <l>And by his bounty his great loue makes knowne.</l>
                  <l>Once making <hi>Moſes</hi> his fit inſtrument,<note place="margin">Exod. 10.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Cymmerian darkneſſe on their Land he ſent.</l>
                  <l>And which was worſe, groping for light as blind</l>
                  <l>Suffred them liue in darkneſſe of their mind.</l>
                  <l>Therfore his ſonne, that Sun ſhall now ariſe</l>
                  <l>To giue them light, which doe not ſhut their eyes</l>
                  <l>Againſt his ſplendour, for as ſtories tell,</l>
                  <l>When he came thither all their Idolls fell.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as we read that <hi>Joſeph</hi> beſt belou'd</l>
                  <l>Of <hi>Iacob,</hi> from his Fathers eye remou'd</l>
                  <l>By enuie of his bretheren, was conuayed</l>
                  <l>To Egypt where by Gods direction ſtay'd;</l>
                  <l>He was a kind of Sauiour to the land,</l>
                  <l>In keeping famine out which did command</l>
                  <l>After a ſeuen yeares plenty: ſo more want</l>
                  <l>Threatning to ruine Egypt which grew ſcant</l>
                  <l>Of grace and goodneſſe, Chriſt a Sauiour came,</l>
                  <l>And in great mercy did preſerue the ſame.</l>
                  <l>For he the true bread is where he doth dwell</l>
                  <l>All fa<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ine from the ſoule he doth expell.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>By this time <hi>Ioſeph</hi> whom much care did preſſe,</l>
                  <l>Had gotten all thing<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> in a readineſſe,</l>
                  <l>And in the couert of the ſhady night</l>
                  <l>Begins his iourney, darkneſſe could not fright<note place="margin">Non atten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dit verus o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bediens qua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>le ſit quod praecipitur: hoc ſolo con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentus quia pracipitur. Bernard.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Him or his charge: obedience doth contend</l>
                  <l>How to pleaſe God although it ſenſe offend.</l>
                  <l>Not into what commanded is, it pries,</l>
                  <l>But that it is commanded doth ſuffice:</l>
                  <l>Good <hi>Ioſeph</hi> murmures not at the great paine</l>
                  <l>Or the long iourney he muſt entertaine,</l>
                  <l>He ſtaggers not in faith, that he doth flie</l>
                  <l>Which muſt ſaue others from their miſery:</l>
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                  <l>But as he came from Abraham, behaues</l>
                  <l>Himſelfe like <hi>Abraham,</hi> in his mind he graues</l>
                  <l>How ready the glad father was to goe</l>
                  <l>When God commanded, and ſhould I be ſlow,</l>
                  <l>To execute ſaid he what God enioynes,</l>
                  <l>I ſhould want worth, to iſſue from ſuch loynes</l>
                  <l>Mans heart muſt be like paper, cleane, and white,</l>
                  <l>Wheron the Lord what he ſhall pleaſe may write:</l>
                  <l>Or like to waxe well ſuppled by the hand,</l>
                  <l>Be ſoft and pliant to his iuſt command</l>
                  <l>We muſt in all things, ſeeme they good or ill,</l>
                  <l>Conforme our wiſhes to out ſoueraignes will:</l>
                  <l>Faith and obedience ſtand not to diſpute,</l>
                  <l>But are ſtill ready preſt to execute:</l>
                  <l>Our God, obedience doth ſo highly prize,</l>
                  <l>That he prefers it before ſacrifice.<note place="margin">1. Sam. 15.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>And worthily, fot they who with conſent</l>
                  <l>A legall ſacrifice to God preſent,</l>
                  <l>But other fleſh, the fleſh of beaſts doe till,<note place="margin">In victimis allena caro obedientia vero volun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tas propria mactatur<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap> Greg.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Where we obeying ſacrifice our will.</l>
                  <l>Thus did good <hi>Joſeph,</hi> whom no let could ſtay</l>
                  <l>No not ſo long as for the lightſome day:</l>
                  <l>And well in the black night did they begin</l>
                  <l>Their trauaile from a place more black in ſinne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Now gan the day from out the eaſt appeare,</l>
                  <l>Whoſe comfortable light their hearts did cheare,</l>
                  <l>And ere the Sun had fully ſhone an hower</l>
                  <l>They found themſelues got ſafe from <hi>Herods</hi> power:</l>
                  <l>At length in Egypt they arriue what towne</l>
                  <l>Did giue them harbour, the text ſets not downe</l>
                  <l>Nor will I ſeeke to know, there they remaine,</l>
                  <l>Till <hi>Herods</hi> death did call them back againe.</l>
                  <l>All this ſaith the Euangeliſt was done,</l>
                  <l>To firme that prophecie which ſaid, My Sonne</l>
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                  <l>From Egypt haue I call'd: the literall ſence</l>
                  <l>I know, concerneth Iſrael, who from thence</l>
                  <l>Was brought by mighty hand, yet hath reſpect</l>
                  <l>To Chriſt, as types doe vpon truths reflect:</l>
                  <l>And as Gods people, Iſrael, did ſtay</l>
                  <l>A time in Egypt, till the Lord made way</l>
                  <l>For their departure; ſo his bleſſed Sonne</l>
                  <l>Had for a while his habitation</l>
                  <l>In the ſame Egypt, till the Lord did call him,</l>
                  <l>Whom there I leaue to that which did befall him.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div n="Friday" type="daily_meditation">
               <head>Fridaies Meditation, or the ſixth <hi>Canto.</hi>
               </head>
               <argument>
                  <head>The Argument.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>The Kings fierce rage, his men of warre</l>
                     <l>The innocents doe maſſacre:</l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Rachel</hi> doth mourne her heauy loſſe,</l>
                     <l>And will no comfort in her croſſe.</l>
                  </lg>
               </argument>
               <lg>
                  <l>TIme now (which erſt did vnto <hi>Iudabs</hi> King</l>
                  <l>Seeme to moue forward with a lazy wing)</l>
                  <l>Made him ſuſpect, or rather plainely ſee</l>
                  <l>The wiſe men did delude his ſubtilty:</l>
                  <l>And th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>re was reaſon for it, he that thought</l>
                  <l>To mocke, is mockt, and rakes but what he brought;</l>
                  <l>The law of taliation did require</l>
                  <l>He ſhould meet this euent: the ſitteſt hire<note place="margin">Nequc enim lex luſtior vila: Ouid.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>For fraud is ſlic deceit, and they that cheriſh</l>
                  <l>Diſſembling, in their art doe iuſtly periſh:</l>
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                  <l>God on theſe men his iudgements doth expreſſe,<note place="margin">Iob 5. 13.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>And takes the wiſe in their owne craftineſſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Now this deluſion in the King begets</l>
                  <l>An indignation, and in rage him ſets.</l>
                  <l>When Tyrants cannot by their craft preuaile,</l>
                  <l>In a red Sea of cruelty they ſaile.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But why, O <hi>Herod,</hi> wert thou thus perplext?</l>
                  <l>Why doeſt thou rage? or wherefore art thou vext?</l>
                  <l>Didſt thou not know that Chriſts birth was diuine?</l>
                  <l>Or wert thou blind, becauſe the Sunne did ſhine?</l>
                  <l>Didſt thou not conuocate from euery Tribe</l>
                  <l>Many chiefe Prieſts, many a learned Scribe?</l>
                  <l>And did not they by ancient Prophecy</l>
                  <l>Reſolue the truth of this deepe myſtery?</l>
                  <l>Didſt thou not know the wiſe men came thus farre</l>
                  <l>To worſhip Chriſt. led by a glorious Starre?</l>
                  <l>Thy cheeke ſhould rather bluſh, then thy heart flame,</l>
                  <l>And looke red, not with anger, but with ſhame,</l>
                  <l>That ſuch Barbarians, which were farre below thee,</l>
                  <l>Should in their zeale to God ſo much outgoe thee:</l>
                  <l>The loue and faith wherewith they were inſpir'd</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhouldſt haue imitated, and admir'd:</l>
                  <l>For vnleſſe thou didſt altogether ſhun</l>
                  <l>Prophetique truth, ſo much it might haue won</l>
                  <l>Vpon thy iudgement, that by iuſt compare</l>
                  <l>Of paſſed things with ſuch as preſent are,</l>
                  <l>Thou mightſt conclude, this was' not a deluſion</l>
                  <l>Of the wiſe men, but a confuſion,</l>
                  <l>Which God, who ſometimes counterchecks a King,</l>
                  <l>Vpon thy wicked purpoſe meant to bring.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ſay thou hadſt ſome iniury receiu'd,</l>
                  <l>And by the cunning Magi wert deceiu'd,</l>
                  <l>How had the ſilly Innocents offended,</l>
                  <l>That ſo much miſciefe is 'gainſt them intended:</l>
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                  <l>O why is their vniuſt deſtruction ſought?</l>
                  <l>which nere ſo much as wrong'd thee in a thought,</l>
                  <l>Surely, ſhould Iordan lend thee all her ſtore,</l>
                  <l>It could not waſh away the purple gore</l>
                  <l>That hangs vpon thee, with thee ſtill ſhall bide</l>
                  <l>The title of a bloudy Homicide.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thou ſought'ſt for Chriſt, but went'ſt too far about,</l>
                  <l>Tis faith, not furie, which muſt finde him out;</l>
                  <l>O fooliſh <hi>Herod</hi> which doſt thinke t' expell</l>
                  <l>Him that will ſtill be King of Iſraell,</l>
                  <l>Yea King of Heauen and Earth, in ſpite of thee</l>
                  <l>Out of thy poore, and petty liberty:</l>
                  <l>O wicked <hi>Herod,</hi> and of lewd behauiour</l>
                  <l>Who fearing thy ſucceſſor, hat'ſt thy Sauiour:</l>
                  <l>O bloudy <hi>Herod,</hi> which by the fell death</l>
                  <l>Of harmeleſſe children, wouldſt prolo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>, thy breath:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But little admiration it requires,</l>
                  <l>That Tyrants ſeeke to compaſſe their deſires,</l>
                  <l>Or found their thrones on ſlaughtered innocence,</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Pharaoh</hi> long ſince had taught him to diſpence</l>
                  <l>With murders of that ranke, who to ſecure</l>
                  <l>His crowne, made <hi>Abrahams</hi> yſſue to endure</l>
                  <l>A heauy burden, while he did command</l>
                  <l>To drowne their yſſue male throughout the land.<note place="margin">Exod. 1.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>So did <hi>Abimelec</hi> the baſe borne ſonne</l>
                  <l>Of that couragious warriour, <hi>Gedeon,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Who through the bloud of 70. brothers waded,</l>
                  <l>Vnto the Crowne moſt wrongfully inuaded,</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> was more vnnaturall then theſe,</l>
                  <l>'Gainſt his owne ſonne he could not rage appeaſe,</l>
                  <l>But fearing he ſhould the Meſſias be,</l>
                  <l>Among the reſt he wrought his tragedy:</l>
                  <l>Therefore <hi>Auguſtus</hi> did this ſaying vſe,</l>
                  <l>If I were bound to liue among the Iewes,</l>
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                  <l>With greater willingneſſe I would be ſwine</l>
                  <l>Then ſonne to <hi>Herod:</hi> for by law deuine<note place="margin">Malo Hero<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dis porcum quam filium eſſe: <hi>Macro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bius.</hi>
                     </note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Swines fleſh forbid the Hebrewes they did giue</l>
                  <l>A kinde of priuiledge the beaſts might liue,</l>
                  <l>Whereas King <hi>Herod</hi> a worſe beaſt did grutch</l>
                  <l>Vnto his owne childe to afford ſo much.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The Lyon will not tender Infants ſlay,</l>
                  <l>Vnleſſe meere hunger force him to ſuch prey,</l>
                  <l>O With what hunger then was <hi>Herod</hi> wag'd,</l>
                  <l>When he againſt ſo many Infants rag'd,</l>
                  <l>With hunger of ambition, which of all</l>
                  <l>The greateſt hunger we may iuſtly call:</l>
                  <l>Hunger of raigning ſure muſt needes be great,</l>
                  <l>Which to appeaſe it, muſt haue ſo much meate;</l>
                  <l>So many Infants fleſh, that thirſt is ſore</l>
                  <l>Which nought can ſatisfie but crimſin gore,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Enioy bloud thirſting <hi>Herod,</hi> re-inioy</l>
                  <l>Thy kingdome ſafely, free from all annoy,</l>
                  <l>He that aboue doth Heauenly crownes beſtow,</l>
                  <l>Gapes not for earthly ſcepters here belowe,</l>
                  <l>Such earth-bred honor Chriſt doth much deſpiſe,</l>
                  <l>Elephants take no mice, nor Eagles flies:</l>
                  <l>Though he of power be for to caſt thee downe,</l>
                  <l>Yet feare no depriuation of thy crowne,</l>
                  <l>For though two Kings can in one kingdome raigne,</l>
                  <l>No more, then Heauen can two bright Suns ſuſtaine,</l>
                  <l>Yet euery King may with him, in him daigne</l>
                  <l>His kingly Lord, his true Meſſias raigne,</l>
                  <l>As the faire Heauen with many Starres is dight,</l>
                  <l>And with the Sun, from whom they take their light:</l>
                  <l>Only learne mercy from this potent one,</l>
                  <l>And heape not bloud ſo long vpon thy Throne,</l>
                  <l>Till it become ſo ſlippery, as to threat</l>
                  <l>Each ſtep thou tak'ſt, to caſt thee from thy ſeat.</l>
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                  <l>But rage, like to the belly, hath no eares,</l>
                  <l>To reaſon deafe, it onely paſſion heares,</l>
                  <l>Aduice is vaine, ſay what I can or will,</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> will be himſelfe, a tyrant ſtill.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They ſay, that Bee who of the reſt is King,</l>
                  <l>Either hath none, or doth not vſe a ſting:</l>
                  <l>Surely this man, whom wretched Bethlehem ſees</l>
                  <l>Reeke in the blood of Infants, not of Bees,</l>
                  <l>But Waſpes was King, for waſplike full of ſpleene,<note place="margin">2. King. <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>He thruſts his poyſonous ſting (ſo great his teene)</l>
                  <l>Into the fleſh of children, and doth kill</l>
                  <l>Thoſe, who to hurt him had nor power, nor will.</l>
                  <l>Indeed two Beares did certaine children ſley,</l>
                  <l>But cauſe they mockt Gods Prophet: thou then they</l>
                  <l>More fierce deſtroyſt the guiltleſſe: fearefull man,</l>
                  <l>Do'ſt thou dread ſilly childrens force? or can</l>
                  <l>Faint cowardize with thee preuaile ſo farre,</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhouldſt gainſt Infants wage ſuch bloody warre.</l>
                  <l>Great praiſe no doubt, and many a worthy ſpoile</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt enioy, by giuing them the foile.</l>
                  <l>The noble Elephants will not inuade</l>
                  <l>The weaker ſort of beaſts: thou ſhakſt thy blade</l>
                  <l>At ſucking children, and ſendſt men of might,</l>
                  <l>To challenge thoſe that know not how to ſight.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There is a ſtory of great <hi>Conſtantine,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>How true, the Authors credit, and not mine,</l>
                  <l>Muſt anſwer: but the matter <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>le relate,</l>
                  <l>And leaue the queſtion further to debate:</l>
                  <l>Before he came to Chriſtianity,</l>
                  <l>The Prince was troubled with a Leproſie;</l>
                  <l>To cure this ſickneſſe the aduice and care</l>
                  <l>Of his Phiſicians would haue him prepare</l>
                  <l>A Bath of Infants blood: ſure here the Diuill</l>
                  <l>Prompted his Doctors to ſo great an euill:</l>
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                  <l>But being by Gods prouidence conuerted,</l>
                  <l>He from ſo foule a ſlaughter was diuerted</l>
                  <l>By ſoules Phiſicians, who doe well aſſure him,</l>
                  <l>Baptiſme a Bath more powerfull is to cure him.</l>
                  <l>He hearkens to them, is baptiz'd, and free</l>
                  <l>Both from the bodies, and ſoules leproſie.</l>
                  <l>Behold, ambition <hi>Herods</hi> ſoule inuades,</l>
                  <l>Like a foule Leproſie; <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>atan perſwades</l>
                  <l>(Such is hells phiſicke) naught will doe him good,</l>
                  <l>Vnleſſe he bathe himſelfe in Infants blood;</l>
                  <l>And not the opening of a ve<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e or two,</l>
                  <l>No, but their life blood this great cure muſt doe:</l>
                  <l>Therefore to ſatisfie the ſoule-ſicke King,</l>
                  <l>Each tender Babe muſt empty all his Spring;</l>
                  <l>And now God lets the Wolfe the Lambes deuoure,</l>
                  <l>Without reſtraining of his rage, or power,</l>
                  <l>He puts no bridle into <hi>Herods</hi> noſe,</l>
                  <l>But lets him take full ſwinge in his diſpoſe,</l>
                  <l>Becauſe he knew how to draw good from ill,</l>
                  <l>And make this wicked action ſerue his will:</l>
                  <l>From Lyons mouth ſweet honey he can take,</l>
                  <l>And Marahs bitter waters wholeſome make.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> in this his rage doth type out thoſe</l>
                  <l>Of the malignant Church, who ſtill are foes</l>
                  <l>To the Church Militant, and by their will</l>
                  <l>Religion in it infant age would kill:</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> like malice, and impiety,</l>
                  <l>Egyptian, Babylonian cruelty.</l>
                  <l>It is (though tyrants hold theſe termes in ſcorne)</l>
                  <l>To ſmother piety as ſoone as borne,</l>
                  <l>To quench Religion while it is a ſparke,</l>
                  <l>And drowne poore ſoules by keeping from the Arke<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Againe, in <hi>Herods</hi> foule deſigne of blood,</l>
                  <l>Satans condition may be vnderſtood,</l>
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                  <l>Who ſeekes not only by malicious will,</l>
                  <l>Chriſt while an Infant in our heart to kill,</l>
                  <l>But many children more, euery good thought,</l>
                  <l>Though it be neuer into action brought,</l>
                  <l>To make thoſe babes good motions in vs die,</l>
                  <l>Though they want ſtrength to goe in act, and lie</l>
                  <l>In meditations cradle, is his glory,</l>
                  <l>But I leaue types to proſecute the ſtory:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>While <hi>Herod</hi> inly vext, became thus wilde,</l>
                  <l>With furious rage, the Deuill rockt his childe,</l>
                  <l>But would not let him ſleepe: like ſome mad beaſt,</l>
                  <l>By nature feirce, if wounded will not reſt,</l>
                  <l>But doubling his fell fury and euen blinde</l>
                  <l>With rage, regards no longer how to finde</l>
                  <l>His foe that hurt him, but with head and feete</l>
                  <l>Fiercely aſſailes the next that he doth meete:</l>
                  <l>So <hi>Herod,</hi> who conceiu'd himſelfe much wrong'd</l>
                  <l>By the wiſe men, for whoſe returne he long'd,</l>
                  <l>His hope deluded like one robd of ſence</l>
                  <l>Wreakes his reuengefull ſpleene on Innocence:</l>
                  <l>For full of doubtfull thoughts as well as ſinnes,</l>
                  <l>To reaſon with himſelfe he thus begins:</l>
                  <l>What childe is this? that hath from Heauen his birth</l>
                  <l>Foretold, ere it be perfected on earth:</l>
                  <l>Vnto the World himſelfe he hath not ſhowne,</l>
                  <l>Yet is to thoſe that neuer ſaw him knowne:</l>
                  <l>Ouer no people yet he hath command,</l>
                  <l>And wiſe men, great men, leaue their natiue land</l>
                  <l>To waite vpon him: o who is the wight</l>
                  <l>That ouercomes me, and yet does not fight:</l>
                  <l>That like a tyrant ouer me doth raigne,</l>
                  <l>Ere he the kingdome (I poſſeſſe) obtaine:</l>
                  <l>If he already me of ſtate beguile,</l>
                  <l>What will he doe if he encreaſe a while?</l>
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                  <l>Poore as he is, he is more fear'd, then I</l>
                  <l>With all my riches, and authority:</l>
                  <l>Or elſe theſe wiſe men or impoſtors rather,</l>
                  <l>(For by their dealing leſſe I cannot gather)</l>
                  <l>Whom my intelligence is I did make,</l>
                  <l>Would not haue faltered with me for his ſake,</l>
                  <l>But here I vow, who euer doe be friend him</l>
                  <l>Nor heauen, nor hel ſhall from my power defend him:</l>
                  <l>No I will make (if my vnhappy fate</l>
                  <l>Croſſe not my will) Bethlem as deſolate</l>
                  <l>Of Infants, as this Infant hath made me</l>
                  <l>Of comfort, ſince his new nan<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>'d ſoueraignty.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus he reſolu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s in rage, an<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> what that ſtill</l>
                  <l>To raſh attempts a Counſellor full ill,</l>
                  <l>Suggeſts vnto him, he in action brings,</l>
                  <l>So ſoone men execute the will of Kings:</l>
                  <l>And now come other actors on the ſtage,</l>
                  <l>The blo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>dy inſtruments of <hi>Herod</hi> rage</l>
                  <l>Made ready to preſent vnto our eye</l>
                  <l>A tragicke <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ceane of horrid cruelty.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Not to examine who they were, we ſee</l>
                  <l>Subiect and King full well, and ill agree,</l>
                  <l>Tyrants doe neuer want fit Inſtruments,</l>
                  <l>To execute their very worſt intents:</l>
                  <l>Would wicked <hi>Saul</hi> haue the Lords Prieſts be ſlaine<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Doeg</hi> the motion ſoone will entertaine:</l>
                  <l>Doth <hi>Dauid</hi> plot to ſtop <hi>Vr<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ahs</hi> breath?</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Joab</hi> will ſet him in the face of death:</l>
                  <l>Doth <hi>Iezabell</hi> 'gainſt <hi>Naboths</hi> life conſpire?</l>
                  <l>The elders will effect her lewde deſire:</l>
                  <l>The world yet neuer knew a Prince ſo vicious,</l>
                  <l>But that he ſhould haue men to be officious,</l>
                  <l>Such as account it an eſpeciall grace</l>
                  <l>To doe their Lords will be it nere ſo baſe:</l>
                  <pb n="58" facs="tcp:19248:34"/>
                  <l>The officers of <hi>Herod</hi> bare this mind,</l>
                  <l>Ready to goe when he their warrant ſign'd.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And now ſuppoſe them vnto Bethlehem come,</l>
                  <l>Ready to act the tyrants fatall doome,</l>
                  <l>While the Sunne hides his head at ſuch a ſight,</l>
                  <l>As if a Noone he meant to make it night,</l>
                  <l>And with blacke clouds did couer his ſad face,</l>
                  <l>Grieuing that men ſhould haue ſo little grace:</l>
                  <l>The melting heauens doe alſo ſhowre downe raine,</l>
                  <l>As if they wept for the poore Infants paine;</l>
                  <l>Euen the walles there in a cold dew ſtood,</l>
                  <l>As ſtruck with horror, to ſee ſo much blood:</l>
                  <l>Yet theſe feele no remorce, nor once deſiſt</l>
                  <l>From the commanded murther, but perſiſt</l>
                  <l>In that abhorred worke of cruelty,</l>
                  <l>Which ſhall them brand with laſting infamy:</l>
                  <l>With their ſwords drawne, that none this courſe may ſtay,</l>
                  <l>Into mens houſes they do force their way.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Here they an Infant from the cradle ſnatch,</l>
                  <l>There from the fathers armes another catch,</l>
                  <l>And the poore childrens ſad deſtruction wrought,</l>
                  <l>Ere the amazed parents had a thought</l>
                  <l>Of any danger neere: ſome they tranſpierce</l>
                  <l>With their blood thirſting ſword, others in fierce</l>
                  <l>And ſauage manner, they deuide aſunder,</l>
                  <l>While they that own them ſtand ſtone ſtill in wonder:</l>
                  <l>Me thinkes in one place I ſome father heare</l>
                  <l>(At his deare Infants danger ſtruck with feare)</l>
                  <l>Like <hi>Niſus</hi> in the Poet, or more milde,</l>
                  <l>Crie out vnto the Butcher of his childe;</l>
                  <l>O ſpare my ſonne! or if you blood muſt ſpill,</l>
                  <l>Here turne your ſwords, the grieued father kill?</l>
                  <l>I might, he durſt not could not entertaine</l>
                  <l>A thought of wrong vnto his So<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>eraigne.</l>
                  <pb n="59" facs="tcp:19248:34"/>
                  <l>Me thinkes I in another place behold</l>
                  <l>An Infant ſtab'd, whoſe pretty armes lay hold</l>
                  <l>About his mothers breaſt, whence he doth draine</l>
                  <l>Milke, that in blood runs out as faſt againe,</l>
                  <l>While the affrighted mother, with her hands</l>
                  <l>Heau'd vp, like <hi>Niobe,</hi> turn'd Marble, ſtands.</l>
                  <l>In euery place that doth afford an age</l>
                  <l>Markt out for ſlaughter, death and fury rage,</l>
                  <l>While y<hi rend="sup">e</hi> poore ſoules, ſome for their mothers crying<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>Some ſmiling on their murderers, are dying.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O here a while your ſpeedy haſte forbeare</l>
                  <l>Compaſſionate parents, and vouchſafe a teare!</l>
                  <l>Thinke but what ſad, what ſoule affrighting ſight</l>
                  <l>Theſe ſaw, when they were rob'd of their delight.</l>
                  <l>Suppoſe your Infants whom you highly prize,</l>
                  <l>Snatcht from your armes, and ſlaine before your eyes,</l>
                  <l>What would you doe in ſuch a caſe as this?</l>
                  <l>Nay, what would you not doe? ſurely amiſſe</l>
                  <l>I doe conceiue, or elſe your ſorrow would</l>
                  <l>Be greater farre, then all their ſuffering could;</l>
                  <l>While from their pretty eyes ſalt teares did trill,</l>
                  <l>Your pierced hearts would liquid blood diſtill;</l>
                  <l>And euery wound their bodies ſhould receiue</l>
                  <l>Fro<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> murderers hands, your very ſoules would cleaue.</l>
                  <l>And yet behold ſuch was the wofull ſtate</l>
                  <l>Of that late happy Citie, fortunate</l>
                  <l>Erſt in her Sauiour, who there firſt drew breath,</l>
                  <l>But now moſt wretched in her childrens death,</l>
                  <l>Whileſt by this fearefull act of ſinne and ſhame,</l>
                  <l>Of Bethlehem a Bethauen it became.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But not this bloody act could yet aſſwage</l>
                  <l>Either their cruelty, or <hi>Herods</hi> rage,</l>
                  <l>No, the neare Villages in her hard fate</l>
                  <l>The wofull City muſt aſſociate:</l>
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                  <l>Not one poore cottage can keepe out pale death,</l>
                  <l>Wherein a child ſucks in an infant breath.</l>
                  <l>They paſſe through all the coaſts about, and ſtriue,</l>
                  <l>That not one Infant may be left aliue:</l>
                  <l>Their charge ſo ready are they to fulfill,</l>
                  <l>And ſatisfie the Tyrant in his will.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O mercileſſe and matchleſſe murderers.</l>
                  <l>How can you thinke wh<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>n iuſtice once preferres</l>
                  <l>A bill againſt your liues, and death you brings</l>
                  <l>Fore the Tribunall of the King of Kings</l>
                  <l>To anſwer this foule act? when their blood cries</l>
                  <l>To Heauen for vengeance, it will not ſuffice</l>
                  <l>That you had <hi>Herods</hi> Warrant, Gods Command</l>
                  <l>Did you knew well 'gainſt murder firmely ſtand.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But how haue I forgot you all this while,</l>
                  <l>Poore Innocents, delay muſt not beguile</l>
                  <l>You of your worthy ſuffering, ample glory,</l>
                  <l>The which alone deſerues to make a ſtory.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The Church on blood, and the not doing wrong,</l>
                  <l>But ſuffering for it, hath foundation ſtrong,</l>
                  <l>By perſecution ſhe receiues renowne,</l>
                  <l>And martyrdome giues her a glorious Crowne.</l>
                  <l>The blood of <hi>Abel</hi> at the Worlds creation</l>
                  <l>Of this truth giues a pregnant demonſtration:</l>
                  <l>So lik<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>wiſe in the Goſpels pupi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>lage,</l>
                  <l>The blood of Infants, ſlaine by <hi>Herods</hi> rage.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There be two colours which God much delight,</l>
                  <l>And they are white and red: firſt, the pure white</l>
                  <l>Of innocence, then martyrdomes blood red,</l>
                  <l>And b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>th theſe in the Infants largely ſpread:</l>
                  <l>Not all the coates, though quartered nere ſo faire,</l>
                  <l>W<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>re men th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ir armes emblazon, to repaire</l>
                  <l>Th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>try of their Family,</l>
                  <l>Which time would weare out but for Heraldry,</l>
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                  <l>Are halfe ſo glorious, as thoſe faire Armes were,</l>
                  <l>Theſe Innocents did in their Scutcheon beare,</l>
                  <l>For, croſſe of Gules in Argent field they carry,<note place="margin">Verſus eſt vagitus in ga<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>dium luctus in iubilum. Cyprian. O paruuli beati nun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quam ten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tati, mul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tum lucta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ti, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>am coro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nati. Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guſtine.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Well may their Creſt be a rich Crowne of glory.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Some doubt, but ſuch either doe iudgement want,</l>
                  <l>Or elſe of charitie are wondrous ſcant,</l>
                  <l>Whether theſe Infants here depriu'd of breath,</l>
                  <l>Were ſau'd or no from an eternall death:</l>
                  <l>But what ſhould this ſtrange dubitation breed?</l>
                  <l>Is not Gods promiſe made vnto the ſeed</l>
                  <l>Of faithfull parents? Were not theſe receiu'd</l>
                  <l>Into the couenant ere of life bereau'd?</l>
                  <l>They were, they were, therefore their cry did turne</l>
                  <l>To ioy, and they now laugh, who then did mourne:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O bleſſed Infants, whom the cunning Diuell</l>
                  <l>By his temptation neuer led to euill,</l>
                  <l>With death you ſtruggled hard, and for that ſtrife,</l>
                  <l>You are now crowned with immortall life.</l>
                  <l>Sure <hi>Herods</hi> flattery could nere haue wrought you</l>
                  <l>So great a bleſſing as his fury brought you.</l>
                  <l>O bleſſed age, which could not ſpeake Chriſts Name,</l>
                  <l>Yet was thought worthy to die for the ſame:</l>
                  <l>Sure you were borne in a thrice happy time,</l>
                  <l>Felicities high toy ſo ſoone to clime.</l>
                  <l>You are ſcarce paſt the threſhold of your birth,</l>
                  <l>When life comes forth to meet you, and from earth</l>
                  <l>Takes you to heauen; you doe no ſooner leaue</l>
                  <l>Your infant cradles, but a Throne receiue:</l>
                  <l>In ſtead of hanging at your mothers breaſt</l>
                  <l>In <hi>Abrahams</hi> boſome you ſecurely reſt:</l>
                  <l>Faire Infants whom the ancient Church did hold</l>
                  <l>The Flowers of Martyrs, ſprung vp in the cold</l>
                  <l>Of vnbeliefe, whoſe buds were <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>pt to death,<note place="margin">Flores mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tyrum. Aug.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>By froſt like perſecutions bitter breath,</l>
                  <pb n="62" facs="tcp:19248:36"/>
                  <l>O how your death due prayſe to Chriſt affords,<note place="margin">Sanguine non lingua paſſione non Sermone. Chryſoſt.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>By blood, not tongue; in wounds, and not in words.</l>
                  <l>When greedy Wolfe the Lambe doth beare away,</l>
                  <l>The tender fleſh torne by his teeth, ſome ſay,</l>
                  <l>In taſte, if eaten, men ſhall ſweeter finde,</l>
                  <l>Then others killed whole of the ſame kind:</l>
                  <l>This obſeruation whether true or no,</l>
                  <l>Is not materiall any way to know:</l>
                  <l>Certaine it is, the fleſh of theſe brought vnder</l>
                  <l>The fangs of woluiſh <hi>Herod,</hi> torne aſunder,</l>
                  <l>Was ſweet vnto the Lord, and gaue delight:</l>
                  <l>For death of Saints is pretious in his ſight.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That children ſhould teach men, may ſeeme 'gainſt ſence,</l>
                  <l>Yet we may learne fro<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> them, faire innocence</l>
                  <l>In all our ſufferings muſt companion be:</l>
                  <l>For if we ſuffer ought deſeruedly,</l>
                  <l>With theſe we can expect no Crowne to take;</l>
                  <l>The cauſe, not croſſe, doth a true mart<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>r make:<note place="margin">Cauſa non poenafacit Martyrem. Auguſt.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>If that be good, though <hi>Herods</hi> doe conſpire</l>
                  <l>Againſt our liues, and threaten ſword or fire,</l>
                  <l>They may our bodies, not our ſoules diſtreſſe,</l>
                  <l>And their hate ſhall but worke our happineſſe,</l>
                  <l>Our croſſe ſhall crowne vs, and the death they giue,</l>
                  <l>Shall be a meanes to make vs euer liue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Now was fulfill'd that fatall Prophecy,</l>
                  <l>Which was foretold of yore by <hi>Jeremy;</hi>
                     <note place="margin">Ier. 30. 15.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>A voice was heard in Rama, whoſe dire ſound</l>
                  <l>In woe and lamentation did abound.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Among thoſe mothers which were childleſſe made,</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Rachel</hi> was one, whom griefe did ſo inuade,</l>
                  <l>That ſhunning company, ſhe ſeem'd to liue,</l>
                  <l>As ſhe were borne for nothing but to grieue.</l>
                  <l>A ſhady Groue neare her now hated-home</l>
                  <l>A neighbour ſtood, there did ſhe often rome</l>
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                  <l>In that thicke Couert, which made day like night,</l>
                  <l>She ſought to hide her from all humane ſight:</l>
                  <l>Sometime ſhe ſets her downe cloſe by the foote</l>
                  <l>Of a faire ſpreading tree, vpon whoſe roote</l>
                  <l>With nimble hand ſhe 'gins to carue her woes,</l>
                  <l>But ere ſhe halfe haue done, her paſſion growes</l>
                  <l>To ſuch a height, ſhe marres what ſhe hath made;</l>
                  <l>Then with ſterne rage the barke ſhe doth inuade,</l>
                  <l>Stabbing, and mangling of it without ſtint,</l>
                  <l>As if her Infants wounds ſhe there could print.</l>
                  <l>Starting at this, as if feare wings did borrow,</l>
                  <l>She fled, as if ſhe would out-run her ſorrow:</l>
                  <l>At laſt a burbling Brooke ſhe doth eſpie,</l>
                  <l>Whoſe noiſe, ſhe thought, did hold fit ſympathy</l>
                  <l>With her in mourning, there ſhe ſtayes her pace,</l>
                  <l>And ſeated neare it, doth extend her face</l>
                  <l>Ouer the current: hauing fixt her looke</l>
                  <l>A while vpon the Streame, ſhe chides the Brooke</l>
                  <l>For his to ſpeedy paſſage: Stay, O ſtay</l>
                  <l>Thy courſe, relentleſſe Torrent, did ſhe ſay,</l>
                  <l>And carry my complaints with thee along,</l>
                  <l>My words, although my woes, ſhall not be long:</l>
                  <l>Say that a Mother of two hopefull twinnes</l>
                  <l>Rob'd of that ha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>leſſe iſſue, for her ſinnes,</l>
                  <l>Will neuer ceaſe to mourne their bloody death,</l>
                  <l>Till the iuſt heauens in pitty ſtop her breath;</l>
                  <l>And for this kindneſſe, I to thee will pay</l>
                  <l>My teares, as a due tribute euery day.</l>
                  <l>This ſaid, her eyes a liquid ſhewre diſtill,</l>
                  <l>As they the Fountaine were, the Streame to fill.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>All that was done, which ſhe thought vndeſcried,</l>
                  <l>By a neere Kinſman of hers was eſpied,</l>
                  <l>Who now approacht, and ſitting downe beſide her,</l>
                  <l>In this milde manner did begin to chide her.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <pb n="64" facs="tcp:19248:37"/>
                  <l>For ſhame at laſt leaue to be thus alone,</l>
                  <l>And vnto ſenceleſſe things to vent your mone;</l>
                  <l>Your faith and patience I once thought more ſtrong:</l>
                  <l>Griefes that recureleſſe are ſhould not be long:</l>
                  <l>By your immoderate ſorrow you offend</l>
                  <l>The higheſt Powers, and haſten on your end.</l>
                  <l>Beſide ſuch griefe is vaine, whether the dead,</l>
                  <l>Or elſe the liuing be conſidered:</l>
                  <l>The firſt, if they die well, are bleſt; if faile</l>
                  <l>Of a good end, our teares will nought auaile:</l>
                  <l>Your Infants death in innocency found,</l>
                  <l>This ſhould you rather comfort, then confound.</l>
                  <l>The body the ſoules priſon's ſaid to be,</l>
                  <l>Now it is death which ſets this priſoner free,</l>
                  <l>Who mournes for the enlargement of his child?</l>
                  <l>But 'tis the bodies death that makes you wild.</l>
                  <l>If it be ſo, O be no longer ſory,</l>
                  <l>That falls to riſe againe in greater glory.</l>
                  <l>Who grieues to ſee a houſe puld to the ground,</l>
                  <l>Which ſhall he knowes be better built? Some bound</l>
                  <l>Set to your ſorrow then, God will reſtore</l>
                  <l>The body farre more glorious then before.</l>
                  <l>Looke on your ſelfe, and you will find it vaine,</l>
                  <l>So great a griefe ſo long to entertaine:</l>
                  <l>For ſhoul<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> your teares in as great plenty fall.</l>
                  <l>As blood did from your Infants, could they call</l>
                  <l>Your children backe to life, no, though you mourne,</l>
                  <l>And pine to nothing, they ſhall nere returne.</l>
                  <l>Take comfort then, leſt if you ſorrow ſtill,</l>
                  <l>You ſeeme to ſpurne againſt <hi>Iehouahs</hi> will.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The gri<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ued Mother, who had all this while</l>
                  <l>In much impatience heard him, with a ſmile</l>
                  <l>Borrowed from ſcorne, thus anſwered, that they liue</l>
                  <l>In health can eaſily good counſell giue</l>
                  <pb n="65" facs="tcp:19248:37"/>
                  <l>To ſuch as languiſh in diſeaſe and paine,</l>
                  <l>And they as hardly doe it entertaine:</l>
                  <l>Words are but words, I neuer yet could heare,</l>
                  <l>That the grieu'd heart was cured by the eare.</l>
                  <l>Aſwell may he which hath deſire to eate,</l>
                  <l>Be ſatisfied by ſeeing painted meat:</l>
                  <l>Or he that is through cold like to expire,</l>
                  <l>Warme his numbe limbes at the Apes Gloworme fire:</l>
                  <l>As I from cold and painted comfort finde</l>
                  <l>A medicine, to recure my thought ſicke minde,</l>
                  <l>Withall that I can from poore patience borrow,</l>
                  <l>I cannot pay ſo great a debt of ſorrow:</l>
                  <l>In vaine you waſte your words, my woes are more</l>
                  <l>Then time can weare away; therefore giue ore</l>
                  <l>Your fruitleſſe counſell, ſince my children are not,</l>
                  <l>Though I conſume my ſelfe in griefe, I care not;</l>
                  <l>Sorrow hath tane poſſeſſion in my breſt,</l>
                  <l>And onely can by death be diſpoſſeſt.</l>
                  <l>When ſhe had ſpoken thus, in haſty mood</l>
                  <l>She runnes, and hides her in the thickeſt Wood:</l>
                  <l>But while to trees ſhe doth her woes rehearſe,</l>
                  <l>To other matters I muſt turne my Verſe.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div n="Saturday" type="daily_meditation">
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               <head>Saturdaies Meditation, or the ſeuenth <hi>Canto.</hi>
               </head>
               <argument>
                  <head>The Argument.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>An Angell doth to <hi>Ioſeph</hi> tell</l>
                     <l>The death of <hi>Herod:</hi> Iſrael</l>
                     <l>He longs to viſit once againe:</l>
                     <l>Nazareth doth him entertaine.</l>
                  </lg>
               </argument>
               <lg>
                  <l>NOw was the time that the Lord meant to take</l>
                  <l>Vengeance on <hi>Herod,</hi> therefore he did make</l>
                  <l>By iuſt permiſſion, his owne iſſue ſtriue</l>
                  <l>How he might him of Crowne and life depriue:</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Herod,</hi> while theſe foule treaſons were a breeding,</l>
                  <l>Got notice of <hi>Antipaters</hi> proceeding,</l>
                  <l>So was his baſe ſonne call'd: the yrkeſome thought</l>
                  <l>Of this vnnaturall action, quickly brought</l>
                  <l>Sickneſſe of minde vpon him: and that ſoare</l>
                  <l>Encreaſing, God did yet afflict him more,</l>
                  <l>And on his body lay a foule diſeaſe:</l>
                  <l>A ſecret fire he had, whoſe heate appeaſe</l>
                  <l>No courſe of Phyſicke could though much he tride,<note place="margin">Ioſep. de Bello Iud. lib. 1.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>All was in vaine, the flame did quenchleſſe bide,</l>
                  <l>His bowels full of paine did not within,</l>
                  <l>And wormes to ſwarme about him did begin;</l>
                  <l>The Crampe and Dropſie on his limbs did ceaze,</l>
                  <l>And there was nothing which might giue him eaſe.</l>
                  <l>Paſſing o're Iordan, neere Aſphaltis Lake,</l>
                  <l>Calyrroes hot Bathes, he needes would make</l>
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                  <l>A meanes vnto his cure, there he did baine,<note place="margin">Euſeb.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Yet as he went in, came out full of paine.</l>
                  <l>While <hi>Herod</hi> thus did in his torments broile,</l>
                  <l>Phiſicians gaue aduice, that in hot oile</l>
                  <l>His body ſhould be ſuppled, they prepare</l>
                  <l>A veſſell for that purpoſe, and with care</l>
                  <l>Put him therein; the fume perturbs his head</l>
                  <l>So much, that he is taken out halfe dead.</l>
                  <l>At laſt come to himſelfe, he knowes to ſure,</l>
                  <l>That he this euill ſeekes in vaine to cure.</l>
                  <l>Full of deſpaire, ſomewhat before his end,</l>
                  <l>For <hi>Salome</hi> his ſiſter he doth ſend,</l>
                  <l>(Together with her husband <hi>Alexander</hi>)</l>
                  <l>And to performe this foule deſigne command her:</l>
                  <l>Siſter, you ſee (ſaid the ſicke man), that fate</l>
                  <l>Hath markt me out for death: the deadly hate</l>
                  <l>My ſubiects beare me, will not let them mourne</l>
                  <l>To ſee mine aſhes clos'd vp in their vrne:</l>
                  <l>The meaneſt of them will ſcarce daigne let fall</l>
                  <l>A teare, to h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>our my ſad funerall,</l>
                  <l>Rather I feare they will exceed in mirth,</l>
                  <l>To ſee my body turn'd into his earth:</l>
                  <l>But I haue laid a plot their ioyes to croſſe,</l>
                  <l>And make the mourne, not mine, but their own loſſe,</l>
                  <l>Their ioyfull exclamations Ile ſtrike mute,</l>
                  <l>If you but faithfull be to execute:</l>
                  <l>All their young Nobles (ſo haue I diſpos'd)</l>
                  <l>Within <hi>Hyppod<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>omus</hi> are faſt enclos'd,</l>
                  <l>And a ſtrong guard about it, at my death,</l>
                  <l>Aſſoone as euer you ſhall ſee my br<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ath</l>
                  <l>Forſake my body, giue a ſtrict command,</l>
                  <l>That they may all be murder'd out of hand;</l>
                  <l>So when my corps vnto the graue ſhall goe,</l>
                  <l>The Iewes ſhall mourne whether they will or no:</l>
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                  <l>So ſhall I haue a glorious Epitaph,</l>
                  <l>And though low vnder ground, ſhall highly laugh.</l>
                  <l>This ſaid, his ill increaſing more and more,</l>
                  <l>And his deſpaire growne greater then before,</l>
                  <l>Taking an Apple (ſuch was then his meate)</l>
                  <l>And being wont to pare, and ſo to eate,</l>
                  <l>In haſty wiſe he called for a kntfe,</l>
                  <l>And with that ſought to rid himſelfe of life:</l>
                  <l>But either his weake arme this foule intent</l>
                  <l>Could not performe, or others did preuent</l>
                  <l>The fatall blow: and muſt I then ſtill liue?</l>
                  <l>Cryed out the Tyrant? Will the iuſt Heauens giue</l>
                  <l>No end vnto my ſufferings? Muſt I be</l>
                  <l>The Ball of ſcorne, and Butt of miſery?</l>
                  <l>Breake breake my heart! flie forth impriſon'd breath!</l>
                  <l>And welcome, what I haue long lookt for, death.</l>
                  <l>More he had ſaid, but that he ſcarce had ſpoke</l>
                  <l>This, when with rage his very heart ſtrings broke.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>While <hi>Herod</hi> thus in horror breath'd his laſt,</l>
                  <l>A bleſſed Angell doth to Egypt haſt,</l>
                  <l>That <hi>Ioſeph</hi> may haue word of this euent,</l>
                  <l>Which well he knew would giue no ſmall content</l>
                  <l>To him, ſo long an exile: in the night,</l>
                  <l>When dreames the fancy pleaſe, or elſe affright,</l>
                  <l>The Angell makes approach, and thus begins:</l>
                  <l>The Tyrant <hi>Herod,</hi> whoſe abhorred ſinnes</l>
                  <l>Did crie ſo long for vengeance vnto Heauen,</l>
                  <l>At laſt is iuſtly of his life bereauen:</l>
                  <l>They that delight in blood not long endure,</l>
                  <l>Though God be ſlow in ſtriking, he ſtrikes ſure;</l>
                  <l>His hands be iron, though his feet be wooll,</l>
                  <l>And Tyrants neuer leaue, vntill they pull</l>
                  <l>Dire vengeance on their heads, which long delaid,</l>
                  <l>Falls with the heauier waight. Be not afraid</l>
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                  <l>Of any future miſchiefe, he that ſought</l>
                  <l>The Infants<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> hath his owne deſtruction wrought:</l>
                  <l>Dead is the Wolfe, whoſe rage like fire did burne,</l>
                  <l>Backe to his paſture may the Lambe returne:</l>
                  <l>Therefore ariſe and take the bleſſed Childe,</l>
                  <l>Nor let thy care forget the Mother milde,</l>
                  <l>To Iſrael with them returne againe,</l>
                  <l>In Egypt thou no longer maiſt remaine.</l>
                  <l>This meſſage which the Lord did now direct</l>
                  <l>To <hi>Joſeph,</hi> ſhewes that he doth his reſpect:</l>
                  <l>Gods Saints in trouble muſt not alwaies liue,</l>
                  <l>In time he will a ioyfull iſſue giue</l>
                  <l>To all their ſorrowes: <hi>Ioſeph</hi> may be caſt</l>
                  <l>Into a lothſome priſon, but at laſt</l>
                  <l>He ſhall come forth with honour: for a <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>it</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Iob</hi> may in anguiſh on the dunghill ſit,</l>
                  <l>Scraping his ſoares, ere long a happier fate</l>
                  <l>Shall crowne his ioyes, and double his eſtate:</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Daniel</hi> through enuie of malicious men</l>
                  <l>May cloſed be within the lyons denne,</l>
                  <l>But he their vtmoſt furie ſhall withſtand,</l>
                  <l>And after liue aduanced in the land:</l>
                  <l>Babylons king may giue command to throw</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>uſt <hi>Sadruc, Meſſhac,</hi> and <hi>Abednego.</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Into the fornace, but he ſhall admire</l>
                  <l>To ſee them walke vnhurt, vntoucht by fire,</l>
                  <l>And afterward, their innocence to grace,</l>
                  <l>Ouer the Kingdome ſeat them in high place.</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Ioſeph</hi> an exile may from <hi>Herod</hi> flie,</l>
                  <l>But in this perſecution muſt not die,</l>
                  <l>Now the time comes, when he by Gods command</l>
                  <l>Muſt trauai<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e back to his owne natiue land,</l>
                  <l>And with a happy ſalutation greet,</l>
                  <l>His Galile, whoſe ſmoke he held ſo ſweet:</l>
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                  <l>Like as a man for ſome long tedious time</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>niſht from his deare Country, to a Clime</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>arſh and vnpleaſant, will, if he doe heare</l>
                  <l>His baniſhment repeal'd, with greedy eare</l>
                  <l>Receiue the happy newes, and in his mind</l>
                  <l>A not to be expreſſed comfort find:</l>
                  <l>So fared it with our <hi>Joſeph,</hi> when he knew</l>
                  <l>The tidings of the Tyrants death were true,</l>
                  <l>And that he might returne to Iſrael,</l>
                  <l>From which in exile he ſo long did dwell,</l>
                  <l>With a glad heart, and more then common care,</l>
                  <l>He all things for his iourney doth prepare,</l>
                  <l>And <hi>Phoebus</hi> ſcarce ſalutes the lightſome day,</l>
                  <l>When he b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>gins his trauaile, by the way</l>
                  <l>Rendring due thankes to that Almighty power,</l>
                  <l>Which had preſeru'd him to this bleſſed hower.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Suppoſe by this time they are ſafe arriu'd</l>
                  <l>There, where vnwearied labour had ſo ſtriu'd</l>
                  <l>To bring them to the Land of Paleſtine,</l>
                  <l>Here <hi>Ioſeph</hi> doth enquire about the line</l>
                  <l>Of the deceaſed Tyrant, and being told</l>
                  <l>That <hi>Archelaus</hi> did the Scepter hold</l>
                  <l>After his father: ſuch mans weakeneſſe is,</l>
                  <l>Though hitherto the Lord did neuer miſſe</l>
                  <l>Safely to guard him a cold trembling feare</l>
                  <l>Paſſing the maze of his offended eare,</l>
                  <l>Tooke hold vpon his heart: the beſt of Saints</l>
                  <l>While here they liue, liue not without their taints.</l>
                  <l>So <hi>Lot,</hi> when Sodome was conſum'd with fire,</l>
                  <l>Did doubt the Mountaines ſafety, and deſire</l>
                  <l>A place of ſurer refuge: ſo the ſight</l>
                  <l>Of <hi>Eſaus</hi> Band of men did much affright</l>
                  <l>Perplexed <hi>Iacob,</hi> when he did repaire</l>
                  <l>Backe to his natiue home: O can deſpaire</l>
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                  <l>Lay hold on ſuch as theſe? what then ſhall we</l>
                  <l>Doe, when in danger and extremity?</l>
                  <l>So great a power hath feare vpon our ſoules,<note place="margin">Reseſt i<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>
                        <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perioſa ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mor. Ouid. Saepius opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nione quam re la<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ora<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mus. Soneca.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>That it checks vertue, and euen grace controules,</l>
                  <l>And yet ſometimes (though feare ſo farre proceed,)</l>
                  <l>We ſuffer in opinion, not indeed.</l>
                  <l>But why, O <hi>Ioſeph</hi> wert thou thus afraid?</l>
                  <l>Didſt thou miſdoubt the Lord would ſend thee aid,</l>
                  <l>And propulſe danger from thee? Could thy mind</l>
                  <l>Conceiue a thought of feare? Since thou didſt find</l>
                  <l>Thy gracious God ſo ready ſtill to ſend</l>
                  <l>An Angell for thy guard? Did he defend</l>
                  <l>Thee and thy charge from <hi>Herods</hi> cruelty,</l>
                  <l>To let you fall by his ſonnes tyranny?</l>
                  <l>Was his arme ſhortned, or his loue growne leſſe,</l>
                  <l>That now he could not as much care expreſſe</l>
                  <l>In preſeruation of you, as before?</l>
                  <l>Ah no, Gods loue encreaſeth more and more</l>
                  <l>To ſuch as ſerue him, and his power extends</l>
                  <l>Beyond all limitation to his friends.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> grant thou mightſt, as not vnlikely gather,</l>
                  <l>That <hi>Archelaus</hi> would be like his father,</l>
                  <l>A bloody Tyrant, for a wicked Sire<note place="margin">Mali coru<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap> malum ouum. Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uerb.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Leaues his ſonne like himſelfe: a ſtrong deſire</l>
                  <l>To be thought apt for imitation,</l>
                  <l>Leades children to obſerue their parents faſhion:</l>
                  <l>But yet for all this thou maiſt reſt ſecure,</l>
                  <l>He who hath vndertaken, will procure</l>
                  <l>Safety for thee and thine, onely be bold,</l>
                  <l>And on his goodneſſe by true faith lay hold:</l>
                  <l>Danger may threaten, but it ſhall not harme</l>
                  <l>Such as are guarded by th'Almighties arme.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Now was the time, that <hi>Morpheus</hi> with his wand</l>
                  <l>Did charme a ſilent ſleepe on all the Land,</l>
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                  <l>Only perplexed <hi>Ioſeph</hi> could not reſt,</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap>any cares lay tumbling in his breaſt.</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he while he thought he ſhould moſt ſafety find</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> going back to Egypt: but his mind</l>
                  <l>Did quickly alter, when the Lords command</l>
                  <l>Which bad expreſſely he ſhould leaue the land</l>
                  <l>To his remembrance came: then he thought beſt</l>
                  <l>Where he now lodged to ſet vp his reſt:</l>
                  <l>But that was daſht, when being come ſo neare</l>
                  <l>He did conſider an vnmanly feare</l>
                  <l>Should keepe him from his home: in maze of doubt</l>
                  <l>An Angell came at laſt to lead him out,</l>
                  <l>Giuing direction, he ſhould not abide</l>
                  <l>Neare <hi>Archelaus</hi> eye<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> but turne aſide</l>
                  <l>Into the parts of Galile, for there</l>
                  <l>He might ſecurely liue, without all feare</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Ioſeph</hi> obeyes and now his courſe he bends</l>
                  <l>To Nazareth, where all his trauaile ends:</l>
                  <l>Forfully ſeated there he liues in peace</l>
                  <l>With his ſoules comfort, and his ioyes encreaſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And this ſaith the Euangeliſt was done,</l>
                  <l>That there might be a conſummation</l>
                  <l>Of what the Prophets told of Chriſt: for he</l>
                  <l>A Nazarite ſay they ſhall called be.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Expoſitors haue here been much perplext,</l>
                  <l>Becauſe they can directly find this text</l>
                  <l>In none of all the Prophets; ſome conceaue</l>
                  <l>That time which doth of many things bereaue</l>
                  <l>The world, hath in his reuolution loſt</l>
                  <l>Thoſe ſacred books, where theſe things were engro'ſt<note place="margin">Chryſoſt.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Another before this his ſence preferres.</l>
                  <l>And doth for Prophets read int<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>rpre<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>rs,<note place="margin">Iſidor.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>For Prophets may be thought to ſay that thing,</l>
                  <l>Which men from them by good deduction bring.</l>
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                  <l>But matter fetcht ſo farre wee need not vſe,</l>
                  <l>Or ſeeke the ſacred writer to excuſe:</l>
                  <l>For holy writ two waies a thing affords,</l>
                  <l>Either according to the ſence or words:</l>
                  <l>Now though we meet not the ſame words in ſound,</l>
                  <l>Yet the ſame ſence in Scripture may be found.</l>
                  <l>Nazaren ſignifies one flouriſhing,</l>
                  <l>And doth not <hi>Eſay</hi> call this heauenly King</l>
                  <l>A Rod of <hi>Ieſſes</hi> Stem, a branch that growes</l>
                  <l>Out of his roote, each one that Scripture knowes,<note place="margin">Iſal. 11. 1.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>Knowes this prophetique truth: Againe this name</l>
                  <l>Is giuen him, that he may haue the ſame</l>
                  <l>Which his type had before him: Sampſons facts</l>
                  <l>Did but foreſignifie our Sauiours acts:</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Sampſon</hi> from barraine parents did proceed:</l>
                  <l>And Chriſt alone was the pure Virgins ſeed:</l>
                  <l>His killing of the lyon did foretell</l>
                  <l>Chriſt ſhould that roaring lyons power quell:</l>
                  <l>Slaughtering his foes euen when he loſt his breath</l>
                  <l>ſhewed Chriſt ſhould ouercome his foes by death:</l>
                  <l>Now of the firſt we read that he was ſtil'd</l>
                  <l>A Nazarite to God: therefore this child<note place="margin">Iudg. 13. 15.</note>
                  </l>
                  <l>That truth and type might fitly both agree,</l>
                  <l>was call'd a Nazaren as well as he.</l>
                  <l>But properly his name came from the place</l>
                  <l>Hight Nazareth, which had the happy grace</l>
                  <l>To giue him education as a bower</l>
                  <l>Moſt fit to entertaine ſo ſweet a flower.</l>
                  <l>Nazareth doth a flower ſignifie,</l>
                  <l>And what place could he better dignifie</l>
                  <l>With his abode, then that whoſe name expreſt</l>
                  <l>His nature, who of all flowers was the beſt:</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Alcinous</hi> garden, or <hi>Adonis</hi> Bower,</l>
                  <l>Was neuer deckt with halfe ſo rare a flower,</l>
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                  <l>Thoſe of the greateſt beauty are but ſilly</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#OXF" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> Sharons Roſe, or to the Valleys Lilly.</l>
                  <l>This is not like French Flowers, in out ſide braue,</l>
                  <l>Which yet within nor ſent, nor vertue haue,</l>
                  <l>No, from an outſide meane there doth diſtill</l>
                  <l>Such vertue, as the Saints with grace doth fill.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The Soule a Noſegay is, if this adorne it,</l>
                  <l>The Lord will take the ſent, if not, hee'l ſcorne it.</l>
                  <l>O may this bleſſed flower which now doth grow</l>
                  <l>In Heauens high Nazareth, not here below,</l>
                  <l>Make vs ſo ſweetly in Gods noſtrils ſmell,</l>
                  <l>That we tranſplanted from the earth may dwell</l>
                  <l>In Heauen for euer, and in ſuch a ioy,</l>
                  <l>As time cannot weare out, or death deſtroy,</l>
                  <l>Flouriſh with Chriſt, and blisfull Peans ſing,</l>
                  <l>Vnto the praiſe of our eternall King.</l>
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            <p>Pag. 3. l. 2. r. <hi>an.</hi> l 25. r. <hi>armies.</hi> p. 10. l. 10. r. <hi>Iew.</hi> l 27. r. <hi>ſucceſſors.</hi> p. 13. l. 2. r <hi>y'runne.</hi> p. 16 l. 25. r. <hi>thy.</hi> p. 17 l 17. r. <hi>when</hi> p. 18. l. 6. r. <hi>humane.</hi> p. 19. l. 20. r. <hi>leeſe.</hi> p. 31. l 18. r. <hi>nonce.</hi> p. 34. l. 10. r. <hi>repurchace.</hi> p. 43 l. 16. r. <hi>Ewe.</hi> p. 45. l. 14. r <hi>yeld.</hi> p. 49. l. 19. r. <hi>kill.</hi> p. 57. l. 22. r <hi>in.</hi>
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