The Belides or Eulogie and elegie, of that truly honourable John Lord Harrington Baron of Exton, who was elevated hence the 27th of Febr. 1613. vvanting then tvvo moneths of 22. yeares old. By G.T.

THE BELIDES OR Eulogie and Elegie, Of that truly Honourable JOHN LORD Harrington, Baron of Exton, who was elevated hence the 27th of FEBR. 1613. wanting then two Moneths of 22. yeares old.

By G. T.

Mal fait, qui ne parfait.

London Printed 1647.

Since an untutor'd Belial, does invade Our maners, rights, poſitions; has soe made A barbarous Medly, blending right wth wronge, Nick-naming Vice for Virtue, Poyſons stronge For precious Amulets; and each one now Playes the deafe Adder, ſtiffer is to bow Then any iron ſinew; ſince in Vaine Are all inſtructions, leaking out againe As faſt as fil'd: 'tis appoſite, that theſe Enſewing, ſhould be call'd the Belides.

〈1 page duplicate〉 TO The Right Honourable My very good LORD, WILLIAM EARLE of SALISBƲRIE, One of the LORDS of His Majeſties moſt Honourable Privie Councell, and Knight of the moſt Noble order of the GARTER.

NEither (Right Honourable) are theſe borne out of time; for (as Solomonſaies,) The memory of the just is bleſſed, but the name of the wicked ſhall rot: and here is this Scripture verified in your eyes. Here are good men celebrated, their vertnes powred out to participation; or, if this indeed has been no firſt, let it have acceptance yet as the latter raine: for ſo to pious remonſtrances, there appertaines inculcation; and the Penpateuch of Moſes, has, after an Exodus, a Deuteronomium, a Lex repetita. Theſe, I ſay, iſſue not unſeaſonably; for thus have I found a way to correct and redeem ſome ſcattered imperfect Copies, and cleare my debt towards him, with whom I was long converſant, at the ſame hearth, the ſame boord, and in the ſame bedde. Thus a meanes of acknowledging my dependency, with your Lordſhips manifold extraordinary favours: and thus by reprehending ſome others, have I (for the time to come) layd a forcible tie upon my owne behaviour. After which account given for the publiſhing, and Dedication, I reſt,

Your Lordſhips moſt humble Servant, George Tooke.

THE BELIDES, OR EVLOGIE And ELEGIE, Of that truly Honourable JOHN LORD Harrington, Baron of EXTON, who was clated hence the 27. of Feb. 1613. wanting then two moneths of 22. yeares old. THe Noble Father had but lately run His happy race, when ſet was eke the Son: The ſon, a Sun of beauty, light and heat, Without ecclipſe; a Sun that ſhines though ſet. The liberall Arts that for his Daphne held, And Laureat Valued was; a Son ſo ſeld, That in his beames nor wanton flye, nor moa • Might dally; ſuch a Sun as could not doat Vpon a ruffling Phaeton: or leave His kindly warm'th, combuſtion to receive With any furious Dog-ſtar. If to vary The Metaphor, more efficacy carry; I'le elſe compare him to the Plane of old, That Xerxes hung with Rings, and chains of Gold. Call him a tree that never did betray His Armes, to night-Raven, Kite, or bird of prey. I'le ſay he was a fruitfull faire and good, As any other plant within the Wood: And this inſcription to his Tombe adviſe, He happy grew, fell happy, happy lyes.

THE BELIDES, Or ſecond Eulogie, and Elegie of the ſame. LO Reader, as thou ſomtime doeſt behold, Sol like a An ancient gold Goine, ſtamped firſt at Bizantium: the Kings of England offer theſe of fifteen pounds value at great Feſtivalls Camd. Rem. 168. Beſant of the brighteſt gold, Vpon an Eaſter-morne himſelfe advancing: And with a ſacred joy affected, dancing O're Forreſt tops, and on the browes of hills; So roſe this LORD. And as the Sun fulfills Like a girt Gyant his appointed race; So with an able undiverted pace, Perform'd his Pilgrimage: No fond delayes Could ſlacke his ſayle, and bring him on the ſtays; No rubs of either envie, hate, or feare, Could check his ſpeed; but with a full carriere He ſtill bore up, and now enjoyes the prize, That wipes away all ſorrowes from all eyes. He did not after the familiar faſhion, Preſent his GOD ſome withered leane oblation Of ſixty Winters; offer'd him no lame, No ſick, no motly ſacrifice: But came With his firſt born his youth; and then with Arts, Wealth, honour, all his powers, all his parts, Devoting them; and hallow'd every day, Made it a pious Altar. O but ſay Thou faire exemplar, tell me happy ſoule; How couldſt thou ſo like oyle, unblended roule Among our terrene puddles? How converſe With manners ſo corrupt, and dayly worſe, Yet unpolluted? (thus they ſay the cleere The light-foot Tigris alſo runnes entire Through Aretiſſa, like a ſilver wandA lake in Armenia. Dimidiats it, without or being found To mingle fiſh, or water,) Speak, O ſpeak, Did not the world reſiſt? The fleſh turn weake? Did it not buffet thee with youthfull heat? What met'ſt thou with at Court? no leprous teat▪ In City likewiſe many a rotten flye, Can even the richeſt oyntment putrifie. Or wert thou ne're convey'd thou happy ſpirit, Vp to the Pinacle of thine owne merit, And tempted there? But hell is ſtill confin'd Where heaven approves, and ſmoak it rain, blow wind, Let flouds conſpire, yet the regenerate dwells Vpon a Rock, that all their ſpleen repells. As an embowde a learned arch, when preſt With greateſt waight unites his curious creſt, Rendring a firmer ſtrength: ſo gives temptation. An edge to zeale; not other operation Had in this cautious Lord then ſacred rage, And zeale no doubt redoubled.— Hapleſſe age, How haſt thou here thy nobleſt jewells loſt, And ſuch a confluence of Arts, as coſt Innumerous oyle? they joyntly met of old, In that Quaſi omnium • erum genere dotata. Pandora, which the Poets hold So Paragon a peece, were congregate After in The 9. Muſes were expreſt in the ſtone of i • ▪ Pyrrhus ring; and now of late By Harringtons purſuit, as reſident Alſo with him, but nothing could prevent The peremptory blow. Diſaſtrous time, and of a ruthleſſe hand, how is our prime Exemplar taken from us? Turne, ô turne Thy fatall ſithe upon the cumbrous ferne, The barren heath, let The Wife of Z • thus, turned into a Linnet, or Thiſtle-Finch. Aedons thiſtle thus Be rather mowen, or elſe to Caucaſus Among the veneficious herbes, remove Thy furious brand— He was our deareſt love The generall darling, ſuch a wight as ſhone I ſay, not with exterior pretious ſtone, With Diamonds, and Saphirs; theſe alas Of the moſt caracts, are but curious glaſſe, Nor doe their braging ſparkles ſerve to read The darkſome night away, or in it thred Vigiliaes thirſty Needle; no, be gone Ye caſuall Doe-littles, our Harrington Was grandly gifted with a ſerious ſort Of radiant principles; the Crowne, the part, Could not be taken from him: and as far Out-did, and darkend each competitor, As Titan does the poore Arctophilax. One ſo ſinceere, and of ſo little Wax Among his hony, we may roundly gather, If but his precious thred of life, had rather Extenſively bin lenghthen'd, loe the Court How ſnugly ſleeping in a various ſort Of treſpaſſes and ſins, being awak'd, By his example, nay divinely deck't With light and luſter; even the City hence Accended alſo, had in reference To her conſpicuous properties, bin writ With London A City of Bythynia, ſo named à ſplendore. Lampſacus; but nothing might Defer his heavie knell.— Forſaken age, What circumſtance of griefe, or ſurpluſage, Importunate enough for ſuch an urne, So duly deprecated? doſt thou mourne When fooliſh Tulips dye, and ſuch as ſtrive Like Beeches, but of skin and leafe to thrive? Such as examin'd, yeeld but maſt, for Swine And Squirrels only fit? doeſt thou confine Thy ſelfe to black, and oft, I ſay, for theſe? How mayſt thou then with flouds of tears, nay ſeas Bewayle this loſſe? how juſtly mayſt thou call Thy ſeverall creatures, and enjoyne them all Immeſur'd lamentation; bid the night Extend her length, the day not come in ſight But water-loaden; Hang each Dorick Bell With numerous tongues, and a continued knell On every tongue; Command the beaſts to roare, And each ſad noyſe be multiply'd a ſcore, By the neare echo's? For his death, I ſay, As it decryes, and does ſo much decay The generall bliſſe; 'tis fitting to reviue Old Hadadrimmons woe, or rather grieve, Beyond a preſident. Why we may read That ten of theſe, ten righteous might have freed A very Sodome; when if taken hence, Nor ſtanding in the gap, what conſequence But ſickneſſe fretting out our ſtrength, or dearth, Epha's from Homers, but an Iron earth; And God has alſo ſtore of Palmer-wormes, And clouds of locuſts. Or elſe forraine armes Shall ravage us, heaven r'ally with our foes, Making their barbed horſes at a loſe As ſwiſt as Eagles, Nay, (to paſſe by theſe,) Th' elect are even thoſe Images of Women uſed for ſupporters in buildings. Cariatides. And vigorous The like Images of men. Tellamons, that ſhoulder up The frame of time, and their conſpicuous troup, Their generall liſt once ready for the barne, Time is no longer: therefore mourne ô mourne, Thou deſolated age; and now behold, Me thinkes the hollow clouds already roll'd Like a beſ • ubber'd Turbant round about Thy paſſionate brow; and now they laviſh out Innumerous teares.— Yet herewithall reflect And lay thy griefe ſo right, that it detract Not ought from Harrington, or ſeeme decreed For what becomes of him. 'Tis true indeed, That death is to the courſe the carnall man, A diſmall viſion; irefull, cold, and wan; A ghaſtly ſhape in chaines of darkneſſe ty'de, And hung with poyſonous damps: but was a bride, A morning ſtar to him; and came as dreſt With precious ſequells as the gladſome feaſt Of conſcience argue might. The worldling cryes, O whither am I ſummon'd? why theſe eyes And all the Ports about me rotting up, Muſt now be loathſome jelley, ſtench, and roap With pu • rid wormes; nay ſince the charnall-houſe Cryes Give and ſtill for more, ſome flindermouſe, Or baſe The Weeſ • l. Galanthis, or the ratts may reigne At length within this ſcull. And then againe My deareſt ſoule what ſhall become of thee? And whither muſt thou now diſtrac • ed be To frivolous atoms, and ſo loſt among The wandring windes? or ſhuffled elſe ere long, Into ſome beaſt of burthen, or of prey? Some drugging Aſſe, or cruell Tyger? nay, (Still frighting more) our Papalins will tell Of ſulphurous Of old Hecta. Heclefort, of Heretofore Aetna. Mongibell. And other ſuch, where many a peccant ſoule A flye bred and living in the fire. Pirausta-like, does • lutter, flye, and crawle, And frie in rigorous fire; or yeelding theſe Even all exploded, hell it ſelfe will ſeize And juſtly ſwallow thee; woe worth the day In which I was conceiv'd. Loe thus I ſay, The carnall man ends like a butcher'd ſwine, And full of noyſe; when faith is ſo divine, So clungly anker-holds, and faſtens hope, As even Addoulces Death, with all his troope His Regiment of terrors; ſin alone Gives him a Dart, a ſting, elſe has he none; By ſinne is Death arm'd like a Iudge ſevere, With rods and axes, elſe that welcome were, As when the loaden sky with moyſture fills An upland meddow; Tis not death that kills, But deadly ſinne; A Saint may like a Swan Sing out his laſt breath; the regenerate man, Even in a Lions teeth departs in peace, And ſhall we then bewayle this Lords deceaſe, As one we have not hope of? O when I Muſt pay the 〈◊〉 of nature eke and dye, Be my laſt end his: let me cloſe my race, And fall like an impleat Roſe-water-glaſſe, That breaks with a perfume.— His practice here Was not (as is imply'd before) at deare, And lamentable values, to poſſeſſe A late experience; 'twas not up to dreſſe Aethiop's in Pearle and Purple; to proclaime Oppreſſion juſtice, impudence to name Aſſurance; or be tether'd in the looks Of Dalilah or Dinah: theſe are books Exteriorly how gilt, how neatly bound, Yet looſe and guilty. 'Twas not being gown'd, And full of reverend Badges, to ſell out Yet by retayle, what office late he bought By whole-ſale; nor was it to put away The Miſtreſſe for the hand-maid; to betray His calling to his ſports; (and now what ſtore Of Gentry have we, not intending more Here upon earrh, then the Leviathan Affects at Sea, and laviſhly therein To take their paſtime?) Laſt of all, 'twas not With 〈◊〉 wicked worlding caſting in his lot, To feed impertinent Apes, luxurious ſwine, Or fawning Dotterels, that each deſigne Of greatneſſe ſooth and ſecond will; aye me! How have I ſeen a ſweet Roſe-mary-tree, Drop'd with his Wood-ſeer; water-Lillies known, While flouriſhing in Rivers high and grown, Hung with theſe Cod-worms, that if drought exhale The moyſture once will boggle off, and fall From whatſo-ere to curry with the ſtreame. But none of theſe, no ſuch opprobious beame Was in this Barons eye; and where indeed A Dathan, or a Dives may be ſay'd To dye, and dye the death; our Harrington But onely fell aſleep, but reſts upon His bed in ſafery; then, I ſay, direct Thy blubber'd eyes ſo right, they but reſpect Thine own diſtreſſedneſſe; complaining not, Nay nor ſomuch as ſquinting once, at what May become of him; to weep a rill, Or through a river thus, why yet they mill But laviſhes his water, but miſ-pends It at the floud-gates; and then only grinds, If teares bee ſeaſonable, not ſlatter'd out In a prepoſterous manner, and about Irrequiſites. Here widely to ſet ope A doore of griefe, as if the door of hope Were double lock'd and barr'd? Why but denote When after raine ſome curious flower-pot With Roſes, Gelſomins, and ſweete Brire, Is animated, how it does inſpire The circling roofe; or as a rich perfume, In curles and eddies, iſſuing from the wombe Of ſome Illuſtrious Agat, does intrance And raviſh all the neare circumference With fragrant Odors; ſo while here converſing, His ſoule was nobly A metaphor from the collet or beazel of a ring which is that part of it, wherein we ſet • eſtone. colleted, diſperſing Such holy acts, that who but ſtill reports, With what ſucceſſe he dayly troad the Courts▪ Of his Creator? Yet 'tis common now To meet theere but as Doves, and Sparrowes do. Who but how faithfully he could confine Civill reſpects how plauſive, to devine, To realls, ſemblances; and haſt thou found An object, though like Ops with turrets crown'd, Nay rendring Citadels; if it becalme And ſlack the ſayle of goodneſſe, 'tis a balme How ſeeming pretious, yet that breaks the head, And bar it by and mayne; ſet nor thy bed, Thy Mammons buſhell, nor delicious board Vpon thy candle, theſe like Iona's gourd Are quickly worm-eaten: no let me ſway Thee to this pattern here, and who I ſay, Who but while others ſpent their time, may cyte Our Harrington redeeming it? what wight (How partiall) to the moſt, and with the beſt, But muſt preferre him? call him touch and teſt? A web where Pallas left in warp in woofe, Her roſie fingers; one that clove the hoofe, That joyntly chew'd the cud; and ſince approv'd So paragon a piece, that was remov'd The ſooner hence, promoted from his leaſe Of life more expeditely, to poſſeſſe The fee deſign'd him, though a while ſuſpended In Nubibus— 'Tis true that ſome incended With terrene Objects, (will forſooth) conclude Of life by many years, by longitude Nor ayme profundity; they Neſtor praiſe, And his three ages; emulate the dayes Of old Methuſelah; and this aſſiſe So higly valued, tacitly replyes Vpon our Harrington; but take thy will, Contract ſtill with the Creature, bandy ſtill For terrene complement; I worlding, line Thy ſelfe with pulpe, with marrow, waſh in wine, And freely jove it; yet when all is done, Or elevate this earth above the Sun, Or all beneath is vanity. Nay keep In mind my premonition, when thy ſleep Is broken at the ſmalleſt chirping bird; When once the Eccleſiaſt. the 12. 6. Paraphraſed. marrow, that ſame ſilver cord, Diſtemper'd is, and ſlackn'd; when the thin The golden piamater, ſhrinks within Her ruinous ſcull, leaving it bare and voyd; The kidneyes and the reynes (as wheeles imploy'd From vena cava's Ciſterne, to convey, To diſtribute her nutrimentall whey) When they lye crack'd and comfortleſs; when theſe, And other ſymptoms threaten ſtranguries, Stopping of paſſages in the bladder. Iſchuria's ſad, and all our terrene bliſſe, Like a faire Iordan to be ſwallow'd is By mare martuum; then the tedious race Of many years, congeſted alſo has A ſea of ſin; then cautious Solomon Petion'd not extent of time, his boon Was wiſdome only; then the ſole dimenſion Imparadiſing us, is that intention And depth of life, religiouſneſſe; how long We buſtle here avayles not; Then his tongue Who keeps from ill, his lips from any guile, Does good, and followes peace; 'tis he the while That loves to live, partaking happy dayes. And ſince our Harrington exployted theſe With ſuch integrity, let me be bold, Though giving a nefarious life (how old) But ſpans and inches; his to meaſure yet By miles, nay many leagues, for ſuch was it In depth and piety; to reckon his A wedge of obriſe gold, when Lamechs is How tedeouſly continued, but a bar Of garlick iron: then againe infer, That ſince thus expeditely fully ſumm'd, Nor won with ſuch an age ſo ſin-benum'd Longer to peece, he haſted hence to heaven, His everlaſting manſion.— And how given To leaſings over, are the men who there, Will ſituate (forſooth) a Bull, a Beare, A Goat, a Scorpion, or a ſort of groſſe And dirty The Hyades, or five ſtars in the head of Taurus, ſo named, becauſe fore-tokening foule weather. Suculae? when the moroſe Orion, or Caliſto hot has ſpent A ſenſuall life, yet to the firmament Who baſely cry their little goodneſſe up, Rewarding it with ſtars? nay take the troop Of all our Ethnick Sages, if we cite Even Aristides, far is he too light Vpou the weights, and but a ſounding braſſe, A tinckling Cymball. Leave we then to paſſe Such improprieties, reforming now The A Crown of Stars, given her by Bacchus, and Patronimically ſo named from Gnoſſos, the chiefe City of Creet. Gnosſian Crown, from Ariadnes brow, To high and holy Hesters. Let us call Meduſa's head, Goliah's; and withall The Perſeus weilding it, a David. Grant Alcides A configuration of fixed Stars. Aſteriſme to Sampſon. Plant The Virgin-mother, in that glorious chaire Of Casſiopeia. Some will morall him for Wiſedome and therefore in ſuch grace with Iupiter. Berenices haire, Chang'e into that which wip'd our Saviurs feet, To Mary Mawdlins. Nay that exquiſite, So gifted, worldly-wiſe Ganimdes, Yet ſince an Ethnick as the reſt of theſe, And wanting the mayne principle; diſſever From his faire conſtellation, and for ever Hereafter call it Harrington. Our ſphear Should rather only Criſtian be, ſhould weare But ſanctifi'd inſcriptions; reliſh but Such Harbingers, as write the names without, Of ſuch as lodge within it; and for one, That likewiſe of Illuſtrious Harrington. Nor does it hinder his beatitude, Though now aſunder taken, and unskrew'd Some little time, ſince 'tis but to be dreſt, Be poliſh'd more; and often thus in queſt Of trim, and properties appertient, Do plighted lovers part, with ſmarter hint, And rituall celebration, to beſtead Their after-nuptialls. I, we juſtly plead His croſſe, his crown; his terrene diſſipation His endleſſe comfort, even the generation Of glorious habitudes. For loe there is A right-hand-path, (the beauteous feet of peace Are dayly meaſuring it;) there is I ſay, A path unparallel'd, a right-hand way, (The ſumptuous allyes Heliogabalus. Pſeudo Baſſian made Of gold and ſilver filings, were but lead To this and meerely refuſe;) ſuch a bleſt Aſcent there is, (incomparably dreſt With radiant ſpangs; with many a glorious Ouch Engraven and figur'd ſumptuouſly, by which We climbe our endleſſe comfort; to the wight Incorrigibly vicious, tis as ſtraight, As much extenuated, as needles eyes To Cables, nay to Camels; but who wiſe As Serpents are. and Dove-like innocent, Find it againe ſo vaſt, of ſuch extent, They travayle up in triumph: Thus, we read, Both Enoch, and Elijah likewiſe did; And the luciferous trayle, ſo held by ſome, For a Moſaick work, of many dimme Inferior Aſtericks; by ſome decreed A Galaxia, dappled thus and dy'd, When petriſh Juno ſuckling Hercules, Beſpilt her milk; yet ſome againe profeſſe For Le Chemin Saint Jaques, for the track Saint Jeames aſcended by. and now to crack This into kernell, when our Harrington Was re-demanded; when his ſoule, that ſhone Like a ſweet Virgin-taper, gather'd was From out the precious ſocket; thus, ô thus By this ſame right-hand paſſage, in the ſpur Of ſome ſpirituall Chariot, Aethon far Tranſcending and Eous, nay the top Of Jacobs Ladder, and inducted up Above all heavens: it there with relaxation From earthly toyle, injoyes an inchoation Of immarceſſible ſo glorious bliſſe, As even the moſt elaborate Romances Deciper not.— His other reliques borne When to the grave, fell alſo bleſt, like corne Into good ground; nor ſuch as when they dyed Shall riſe againe, but even a purified Spirituall body, and withall for ever Immutable. As when a precious River From weaving montley to the meads, and wreaths For the ſweet Nayades, his body ſheaths Within ſome cave, ſome A Cave in Somerſetſhire, out of which iſſues ſuch a ſtreame, as not far from it drives a Mill. Ookey, groping thus By ſubterranean, and caliginous Meanders many a furlong; as the while Since waſhing and tranſpiercing many a pile Of A medicinable earth found in Lemnos, and alſo about Blois. terra ſigillata, Samian A white and glewie kind of earth good againſt poyſon. clay; In Snail-like windings. Lima • ons and Mazes, eating way Through ſeverall hidden Mineralls, and veines Of rich and medicinable Oare; attaines By this contraction greater value, thence Evades againe of far more excellence. Or looke how ſweet Alpheüs, having bred Innumerous Olives, hides his holy head Beneath the ground, and as if heaven were won Alone by The military word for cutopen, or underminig from ſapper franco. is ſapping, cloſely burroughs on, In darkſome uncouth hollowes wandring far, And many a tedi • us mile; till laſtly neere Declaim'd Olympus, (and whoſe procerous top Is ſung the gate of heaven) he flouriſh up, And cheerly riſe againe; loe thus refin'd, Thus happy ſhall his reliquies open rend The griſly grave. O Death where is thy ſting? Where Hell thy victory?— Nay ſtill to wing His exaltation, at the generall doom, When theſe two moyts muſt againe become Conſolidate, be made a building pure, Immortall, juſt, and as the Cynoſure Refulgent; then behold his bleſſedneſſe Shall full and perfect be; his Crown poſſeſſe Delices without croſſes; joyes ſtill green, Still mellow; ſuch as neither eye hath ſeen, Nor heart conceives. The Iugler Mahomes Does among other ravings, diſtribute Indeed a kind of future Lubber-land To his Heroës; if I muſt expound It more at large, where all our terrene parts, Demand their circular, their ſecond Arts, To flouriſh by; their winter to devoure, Deglutiate Autumne, melt his furniture, To kerne, to ſow it, till from hence ſucceeds Another ſpring; yet in this place there needs No winters help, and trees are alwayes clad With fruit both ripe, and green, and in the bud, And likewiſe in the blooth. He dreames, I ſay, But ſome voluptuous A Country South-Eaſt from Merico, & ſo beautifull, that the Spaniard calls it Mahomets Paradice. Nicaragua, Had after death; nay by that chip of old Poëtick Virgil, the ſo high extoll'd Heſperian Orchard, has he hewen him out A carnall heaven; in which (forſooth) no doubt, But vertuous men ſit upon Carpets rich, And under trees of maſſie gold, with much Affection court their Paramours. Alas, How Scarab like, and in a ſilly place, Does this impoſtor flye? how ſeek to win But ſenſe, and titilion; things wherein Ignobler creatures, even the Hawke, the Hound, Nay very Vermin, oftentimes are found To have precedency. Well miſcreant, Let Grill continue Grill, let him content Himſelfe with draffe and offall; yet for us, We hope a glory conſentaneous To ſpirituall bodyes; ſuch as we may rather Poſſeſſe in future, then in preſent either Relate, or in our narrow hearts conceive. Yet with ſubmiſſive modeſty to drive A bliſſe ſo heap'd, and ſhooke, and running o're Still further home; when time ſhall be no more The ſeverall elements with fervent heat, When once diſſolv'd; with noiſe and terror great, When heaven is paſt away, and he that here, Was ſo malignly pierced, ſhall appeare Among innumerous Augels; when the laſt Impetuous braying trumpe, has open caſt All graves, and ſepulchers; aſunder wrung Each ſheet of Lead, ſupplanted every clung, And Iron ſleep; when loe the great aſſize, The finall endleſſe doome, that multiplyes So many wonders, once is conſummate; And God has burnt the cockle, brought the wheat Into his Grainer; then our Baron here, Shall as the firmament be ſhinie cleere; Nay like the ſtars: then locally remaining, Among the many holy thouſands reigning In Paradiſe; he ſhall enjoye the great, The reall, endleſſe Sabbath. Then impleat With ſacred raptures, he ſhall cheerly bring Immortall lauds, a free will offering To his Creator: relliſh that Eliſian, Incomprehenſive, beatick viſion, Even of our God himſelfe. But here the gaze At ſuch a glory, does ſo much amaze, Oppreſſe, annihilate my feeble ſpright, That I deſiſt; or elſe againe what wight, So poorely ſtupid, but with Peter here, Would ſeeke to ſtay, and Tabernacles reare?

TO THE READER.

I Muſt ingeniouſly profes that though our vulgar Poeſie pretend ſo much to ſecond cauſes, uſually praying ayd of wine and oyle; yet are theſe inſuing, meerely ſuch night-peeces, as for the moſt part were drawn without either; their contexture ſucceding only to preoccupate, and forelay the mind from other prejudice; for, after a competence of reſt and ſweet repoſe, the Senſes being then chained up in darkneſſe, the mind more intent; and through an aptitude, a briskneſſe of fancy interpoſing, the muſe then and thus, has often kept me welcome company. On whoſe behalfe, if ſhe ſometime ruffe it higher, prove more airie; yet a Souldiers Tract may be buskin'd above ordinary, may with ſome proprietie demand it, and theſe words of Art, thoſe military dreſſes here and there inſerted. A Poet alſo has the prerogative freely to follow the propenſitude of his Genius; and our language as ſupplyed from abroad, is of richer variety for the cadence of either Proſe or Verſe. Verſtegan will indeed upbraid Chau-with it as prejudiciall; and another Netherlander, has objected our Engliſh to me, for made up of ſeverall ſhreds like a Beggars Cloake; yet will their own Killianus acknowledge the Teutonick alſo thus ennobled; and our language is rather by this aſſiſtance, a beautifull Moſaick-worke, or the Venus of Apelles, ſince to render it ſuch a Non-pareille, we have thus enrich'd it, with ſeverall Foreine Jem's and winning features. Briefly, where theſe may ſeeme difficult and un-uſuall; behold the Margent a preſent Oedipus for their decypher, and fitter is it that that the Page ſhould ſuffer, than the Maſter.

G. T.

THE BELIDES, OR EVLOGIE Of that Noble Martialiſt MAJOR WILLIIAM FAIREFAX, Slain at Frankenthall in the Reniſh Palatinate, when it was beſieged by CONSALES de CORDOVA. In the Yeare 1621.

The Souldiers Character. A Souldier muſt his enemy prevent As well by ſtratagem, as open Mart: Neſtor and Ajax, have the ſelfe-ſame Tent; The Foxes head, march with the Lions heart. He must be Theſe had the diſciplining of Nero, in his firſt five years. The one in Arts, the other in Armes. Senaca with Burrhus, reading As well as action: theſe united, faſhion The reall Caeſar; when if ſingle, breeding But Marius, or ſome idle ſpeculation. He muſt be borne of ſuch a happy ſtarre, That when both strength, and artifice may faile: (As puzled oft, in the croſſe-wayes of warre,) Yet heaven relieve him, lead him to prevaile. He muſt have ſuch a ſanctifi'd deſire, A ſoule ſo firmly to his Saviour plighted; That he may meet with death, in bloud and fire, And all his grimmest postures, unaffrighted. And if in war to dye, yet ſo deceaſe, For juſtice; that his end, in war be peace.

THE BELIDES, OR EVLOGIE OF MAIOR WILLIAM FAIREFAX, Slaine in the Reniſh Palatinate, at Frankenthall, when it was beſieged by Gonſales de Cordova. ANNO 1621. THou that ignobly doeſt the muſe depaint, At livery keeping her; for every Saint Thou haſt a candle; every ſwad how vile, A flattering couplet; moulting verſe the while As Geeſſe doe quils, upon each ſordid plaſh Where thou may'ſt wallow; for unrighteous caſh▪ That canſt (I ſay) relate each hungry eruſt By ſpreading Oakes, and Cedars; when untruſs'd▪ Who baſely groveling lyes, and bramble-like Grows at both ends; that doeſt with myrrh & ſpike, Dreſſe every funerall pot; I charge thee flye To ſuch, whom blinds, falſe windows, and the by, Can only ſet off; Fairefax diſallow'd Theſe illegitim Arts, nor ſhall he ſhrowd Himſelfe among their ſmoak.— And now draw neer, With an impaſſionate arrected eare, All you (if any ſuch there be) who take No truce with Souldiers; you that can embrake Their value ſo, twitting with perſonall crimes The generall calling; tell me, though ſometimes A Statiſt have his ſubſtituted gin, Which like a Nunnery-turning-box, winds in The gifts that come, himſelfe the while unſeen; Muſt all the Claſſis therefore be with ſpleen Prejudicated? ſince Divines (that be The Church Snuffers) ſhould be This according to ſome Writers was typically implyed by the golden ſnuffers in Solomon: Temple. gold, and free From any baſe allay; yet when we heare, Of ſome againe ſo leaden, that they feare To meddle with the flame, permitting it Vnſnuff'd to languiſh; ſhall we therefore twit, The generall Tribe of Levi? Madly barke At cleare and happy ſtars, becauſe ſome darke, And inauſpicious are? To come to thoſe That muſt be pay'd in kind, let me diſcloſe My deareſt Fairefax; who though ſet ſo ſoon, That both his mid-day, and his after-noon, With their expected influence were bereft us; Has yet a bleſſed teſtimony left us, Of martiall goodneſſe. As a ſtreame deſcending From his faire heads to ſea, becomes in trending More puiſſant, and fed by many a rill, By many a pretious brook, ſo widens ſtill His Channell, that at length it even ſurroun's Whole Iſlands, drives the trade of populous towns, Such was his progreſſe here; and though the blood Of many an Anceſtor both great, and good, Ran high within his veines; yet thirſting more Then a reflected value, or to ſhore Himſelfe with borrow'd crutches up; proceeding A further courſe, of obſervation, reading, And ſouldierſhip; he mounted the degree Of reall honours. And where ſome there be Who lozange-wiſe, are but of bulk and might At middle-race; that having all their light, From ſulphurous matches had, ſtink out at length, And die like candle-ſnuffs; from ſtrength to ſtrength, Our Fairefax dayly grew up, till he crown'd His actions with his exit. To propound Him yet more Graphickly, the Cynick bold, That with his tacite embleme, ſo contrould Irregular Athens. meeting ſuch a wight, Had toyle and Taper ſav'd; his ayme was right, And honeſt courſes; nor by wearing broad And manifold phylacters, to defraud Againe with carnall ends; but thus addicted, He ſtood in nature: and for theſe afflicted, Was reſolute and bold, as Rome could vaunt Fabricius under Pyrrhus Elephant. 'Tis true, that ſome can poliſh off their ill, And vicious ware; nay, I have known ſuch skill In ſhadows, that a picture while pretending, Some Temple faire, with Iſles couvexly bending And running inward, windowes jutting out, Has ſtill in Plano been: But Fairefax fought A nobler fight, could not be thus accus'd Of broken pits, nor other doubling us'd, Than that of Ranks and Files. Now are we come To his peculiar channell, and at home Dimenſions beſt are taken; Reader here Double thy guards, I doe, arrect thine eare Yet ſtraighter up; and know though I muſt yeeld A ſpade a ſpade, nor can Bellona ſhield From her debauches; yet our Armies ring Of ſome ſuch daring zelots, as out-wing Thoſe of old Rome. When Bulleine erſt led on His valorous Croyſade, as the ſouldiers ſhone With holy fire, each practiſing to quit Himſelfe, like an abſtemious Daniels chronicle. fol. 84. alſo Serres in that expedition. Nazarite; So have we thoſe, the ſhield of faith preferring To that of Ajax; double ſouldiers, ſerring The ſpirituall to the temporall corſlet; theſe, Theſe are the gems of Crowns; the wondrous ſeas, Imbroyling though with ſtorms of blood, and fire, Where Halcions ſing; theſe are the ſouldiers, higher Than Death or Hell, men dwelling in the Tents Of holy Shem; with theſe the Regiments Immortall, and the The old Romans had a Legion named Fulminatrix, & the Chriſtians under Aurelius were alſo named Legio fulminea. thundring bands are fill'd; Theſe are the Souldiers that are Saints, and skill'd Indifferently to go to heaven a-bed, Or in a whirle-wind as Elijah did; And one of theſe was Fairefax.— Not to proule For which at forraine hands, ô ſay my ſoule, With what propenſion haſt thou known him pay The firſt-fruits, primer-ſeiſin of each day And night to heaven? how damask his up-riſe, And then his ſet againe with ſacrifice, With holy retributes? and thus apply'd In chiefe to Mary, giving thus the Bride Her due praecedence; afterward conteſt The He or ſhee that attends the Bride, and diſpoſes the nuptiall Feaſt. Paranymph, ſeek Martha; live in queſt Of Arms and Arts. A practiſe judging thoſe That ayme but meat, and raiment; but diſcloſe Their age alone by Gowts, or want of haire; Or as the light melodious Graſhopper, (So like an Ahimaaz, though ſhe bring Conſpicuous tidings, cheerly dance and ſing The joy of Harveſt in;) does yet become To their year-ſtrucken bodyes, burthenſome. Thoſe alſo judging as impertinent, That in Curioſities in trifles. Micrologies (forſooth) will ſlent, And trifle time away; the webs they ſpin, Are only Spider-like, and farre too thin For either ſheet, or garment; nay we fluſh, That violate whole ages hence, and ruſh As fiercely to their wicked wayes, as horſe To battell do; ſtigmatickly the courſe Of time defacing, and his after-head With often whips and wheeles. Embelliſhed When oppoſitely, Fairefax wiſely knew To husband him, to make him moult and mew, His nobleſt feathers; 'tis no gariſh, broad, No rich materiall plume, but theſe that boad Triumphs and Crowns; and reading, obſervation, (As with a joynt harmonious indagation Aſſiſting grace,) are thoſe catholicons. That purge our Adam; ſuch Icarean pens, As conſequently poynt it to the ſpheare Of endleſſe glory, which our ſouldier here Could witneſs well; whom that I more From unfardle. unfurle, And ſince we uſe to ſet off chains of Pearle, And Precious ſtones and pearles of an ovall faſhion. Cylinders, by Negroes eares and necks; So likewiſe with befitting foyles to mix The proſecution; this was he, beyond Exterior Aequipage, who wiſely don'd Pauls Compleat armour. Panoplia; wore his ſword, his ſhield, Helme, breaſt, and Arming peeces for the feet. Supiters; even he that held The ſins at diſtance, modernly which raigne Among our Martialiſts; and neither gaine, The name of Bacchus, à ſtrepitu & clamore. Bromius, or Venus; nor the rambling heard Of all their ſinfull Sectaries, debar'd His hope of happyneſſe.— To narrow theſe, Nay hit the mark; he ſtrove not troubled ſeas As ſome Knights Arrant, who ſtill in the fire Muſt Salamanders live; and ſerve for hire, Or Bell, or even the Dragon; hunting men Like Nimrods, and of heart far harder then The nether Mill-ſtone is; well Marius, well, On on, proceed, do, draw thy ſword and fell The Vnder this the Kings of England & France uſed to parley, till it was cut down by Philip the fair. Giſors bleſſed Elme; with Clubs with long pikes in them. morning-ſtars, Impetuous canonads, and fierce Petars, Keep Janus Temple open; iſſuing thence Out-ragious murther, • allow peſtilence, Cleanneſſe of teeth; and others: yet ere long, Aſtoniſhment and trembling, ſhall be wrung Out likewiſe, as the portion of thy cup: Nay thou ſhalt rankly quaffe confuſion up, Even Dregs and all.— Still that our Boute-feus Diſſected further be, for borrowed ſhewes Of edge and valour, he conſulted not Intoxicating Bacchus, waters hot, Or rotten Reliques; and the Magick In French, Chemiſe de neceſſite, and worne againſt wounds. ſhirt, The like alſo is their Firmaillet. Inchanted Coller, Pſiny gives it this efficacy. foe-defeating worte Acheminis, and other ſuch; with zeale Abominate he could, as but a deale Of ſpirituall Paliardiſe; and who colleagues Him with ſuch trumperies will gather Figs Where only barren Thiſtles grow, and Grapes Where Thornes alone, and Briars; 'tis to lapſe From the great God of Iſrael, and enquire At Baal of Ekron; with diviner fire Our Fairefax nobly was enrag'd, diſdaining Theſe wicked arts, as while the right maintaining, Enfeebling it; as only arming but Ichneumon-like with dirt, that fences not The fate of war: Nay he could challenge baſe A Giant, who ſtill receiving new force from the earth, had his muddy ſoul ſhooke out by Hercules in the yare. Antaus and his earthen ware, the race Soon broke to ſhreads; and oft without a fit Peece left, to fetch or water from the pit, Or fire from the hearth.— Next after theſe That I may throughly ſeare, and cauterize, The moderne pride, like adle wheaten eares, And ſtarving Hyſop of the wall, that bears The head ſo perk, ſo lofty; his milice How mettl'd, yet was ſuch a modeſt peece, As woorded not it ſelfe upon the laſt When loe that empty thundring-tub, the brac'd Sir From Paſſevolant Francois, which is ſuch a ſouldier as Captains upon muſter dayes foyſt into their Companies. Pavolant, himſelfe dilates, and tells, And faces off, in ſwelling Seſ'pedells; Speakes only Buffe and Cannon; is ſo fill'd With Eaſterne empty wind, that he can build What ayrie Caſtles might if joyn'd in one, Make a new Vrbs Penſilis, a City of Egypt. Theb's. Alas how have I known Him march as like the compaſſe on a Map, He lightly ſwallow Kingdomes could, and ſtep O're Cittadels, and Cities; and in war As if (forſooth) at every pace, a ſtar Muſt be ſtroke out; How have I known the blade hat never lodg'd ſub In nudo, non ſub tecto. dio, never made His bed at Charlſes waine, nor knowes to fare With this root Caeſars hoſt lived long at Dyrrachium; ſome take it for the wild Colewort. Lapſana-like; and yet this Morion'd Hare Talkes like a Talbot. Thus, Saint Vide Ceres fol. 356. Severin The titler ſwells, till running from within A threatned Alexandria; when imploy'd Saint Fougaſses. fol. • 2 • . Severin the ſouldier, does or bide Victorious on the ſpot, or elſe if hope Perhaps turne Hagard, nobly furling up Himſelfe within his Enſigne, ſo derive A glorious winding-ſheet. And though we ſtrive, With rigid induſtry, loe A great undertaker before danger, but unexperienc'd, Tacit. hiſt. fol. 5 • . Proculus No A ſtatue of wood, a Turk againſt which ſome will practiſe their weapons. Jaquemard, no ſupercilious A counterfeit skirmiſh, a May-dayes bickering. Schiamachia, but the reall fact Can ripen ſpeculation, can in tract Of time politely quadrate; yet to Gath, To The rendezvous, of thoſe Giants that invaded heaven. Phl • gra, to the ſons of In ſome tranſlations, the ſons of the Giant; in others as here. See 1 Chron. 20. 4. Haraphath; To the Kings enemies befall, that here They quit their inland diſcipltne; and beare Thou witneſſe London, how it magnifies Thy bars, thy bolts, thy buttreſſes; how cries Thy reputation up. 'Tis true indeed, That where the military The Dutch word for a ſouldiers, ſtipend • s militare. Sould and ſeed Decorted is, our men we reckon trained, Are only thus ironically fained; And their abode may juſtly twitted be The ſluggards garden; but concerning thee Conſpicuous London, and thy martiall yard; How art thou diſciplin'd, I ſay? how barr'd With living Paliſads? and all ſucceſſe Betide thee ſtill, nor drive the premiſes, Then that there be degrees of merit; then To regulate and juſtly tether men Within their ſeverall diſtances; to ſcourge Our bragging Meteors, herry ſtars; and urge The modeſt grave Militia, late exployted By Fairefax.— Now ſince Candles how ſo lighted, Obnoxious oft to buſhells are; ſince hate, And lip-ey'd envy, ſeeke to facinate The nobleſt peices; ſince there be, that dare Calumniate this behaviour, neither care Diſgracefully to challenge it, the cold Of an inferiour ſpirit; ſtill unfold We more our beautious tap'ſtry, till the pleyt So much demonſtrating his martiall heat, Be likewiſe open'd. Or if elſe we call Him rich Arachne-work, and cite withall His faire, his further purfles 'tis indeed The Veſtis ſcutu • ata: the garment wrought with Cobweb-work, peculiar to France. genuine web of France, and here apply'd With all propriety, ſince like a root Tranſplanted, and remov'd, to retribute The doubler flower; our Fairefax alſo drew This active ayre: till (having gotten new Materials once) for Seyne and Rhodanus, He ſhipt him to the Fl • e, the dreaded It empties at the Brill, and is of very dangerous acceſſe. Maze, Teſſel, and barking The Hound is between Dort & Fluſhing, ſo named, à fremi • u & latratu. Hound; now critick judge Whether this motion, may decypher edge, Activity and heat.— Then to fore-warne Such eke of wealth and parts, as yet will turne In their domeſtick pleaſure, like a doore Vpon the hinges, ſaying Lyons roare In forraine wayes; and grant it ſo, yet God Is far from The tutelar patrons of peculiar places, as St. Paul for London, Saint Mark for Venice. aſcriptitious, nor abroad Of any ſhortned arme; tranſport thee where No Vultures eye could ever pierce, even there, There ſhall his right hand lead thee: Iſrael thus, How puzzl'd in a roaring wilderneſſe Was yet in ſafety; thus adventrous Drake Could ſuch a fortunate plus ultra make To Magellane, ſo beat up both the hot And frozen Zones, oft with his glorious boat Doubling the broad Aequator; ſo be found The firſt in cheife, that put a girdle round About our terrene Globe; the polar ſtars Illuminate his The Heralds at his returne gave him a Feſſe-wave, between two Pole-ſtars. Coat. Our traffick, wars, Are thus by noble Sindicks, ſouldiers tall Accommodated; or if elſe they fall In the purſuit, yet heaven is over-head, And even in all degrees of latitude, Impartially propitious. Thus againe, As far hence as Apollo takes his waine, And baits his winged horſe with ſpices hot▪ To make their breath more influent; our remote High-doing Sir Thomas Dale, who dyed at Meſſutapatan. Dale aſcended. And in fine, So Fairefax propping while the Rheniſh vine, (By that ſanguinolent Hercinian Boare, Now given a prey to Foxes;) or before Some Bafilisk, or His thigh was broken by a Canonnad whereof he died. Drake, or Colverin, Or other ſuch, was elevated in At thoſe eternall gates.— As who with skill; And knowingly his journey manage will, Does often from the beaten road withdraw, Or to behold a Stonage, taſte a Spaw; Or with ſome ſubtile Artiſt to confer, Or famous Scholler; or elſe to demurre A while within ſome Minſter, and conſider The Monuments, and Armory: ſo Reader Be pacified, if in my pondrous courſe, I thus my ſelfe refreſh, and re-inforce, With change of objects. But deſcend we now From running further Bias; from the bough, Back to the bulke, the body; and ſo great, So mettleſome his travaile, ſuch his ſweat, For skill and parts; that (as was touch'd before,) From the faire continent, ſo deck'd with ſtore. Of Vines and Flower-delices; it impell'd Him to the grumbling Hound, the Or Texel, a little barren Iſland nominating the faireſt▪ channell for▪ Amſterdam, a ſtaple of▪ the Eaſt-Indies. Teſſel fill'd With Indian rarities; the Maze, the Belgice V •• i, another channell for Amſterdam, and more dangerous, as vvhere ſea men take in guides. Flye, That round imperative, ſo threatningly Decyphering his channell.— Theſe the moats, This the conſpicuous place, where dayly floats A forreſt, thick as antique Lebanon; The glorious mead, though yeelding neither ſtone, Nor almoſt ſcruples, where a more compleat, A paveder Cr • ta, now Candy; by the Grecians thus called of her having 100. Cities. He • atompolis, then Crete Was ever Miſtreſſe of; and with as high Innumerous broches, as ſtupendiouſly Charging the lower Region. Here the Burſe, The Common▪weale, ennobling by commerce, Her Merchants, Princes. This the wily-brain'd Prometheus, not improſperouſly detain'd With after-gaming, not with umbrages, Held in the hobler-hole; but meaſuring eaſe, By ſuch prevention; every gaineſt way, Marching ſo Jeh • like, he can I ſay, The moſt outragious Gennet barnacle. And this the Magazine, for better tackle; For his due trim, and manifoldly ſuited, To ſteere a nobler courſe; that deſtituted A France of ſuch a Fairefax, liſting him Among her Brittiſh aydes.— Nor of a dim Inferiour maniple, for if we file Our emulous Leaders, he that we may ſtile, The A ſvvord to ſacrifice vvith as alſo for puniſhment, and largely taken for any thing fit for ſeverall uſes. Delphick, or the A broad ſvvord vvith a double forked poynt. Chelidonian ſword; A double cheife, and with Minerva ſtor'd, As burganetted Pallas; he ſo crown'd With proof in That experient commander Sir Iohn O • le; vvho formerly had loſt one of his eyes in ſervice. frontiſpiece, and our renown'd Our moderne Cocles; he the Leader, whoſe His colours were loſt at the Roore, after which he diſplayed a watched Colours, with this word inſerted, Juſques Alors; implying Revenge, and the recovery of ſome other againe from the enemy. Revengefull Enſigne noble Fairefax choſe To rank him under, diſtributing there His day to ſeverall ſtudies; not a ſpare, And vacant time, but fairly tricking up With ſome contexture. Look as Hondius map, Or Plantius, more to palliate their extent Of empty ſea, and wilderneſſe; preſent Here with a labouring ſhip, there with a whale, Or Hippotame, and Neptune a cheval Waving his furious trident; here with b • Ruck, That caſtell-volant, making ſuch a mock Of Behemoth; there with a Petagone, Or Ptolomie, or Strabo, widely known Coſmographers; all this, I ſay, to dreſſe, And ſet of their vacuity; lo thus, Our Fairefax could his voydeſt time array With laudable endeavours; and thou gray Yet deſperate Libertine, that doeſt impoſe No tye upon thy ſelfe; bring hither thoſe Thy threeſcore years, here to be diſciplin'd By this A monſtrous bird, attributed to the Southern pole. Julus. Let our youth, defin'dc A prima barb • lanugine ita dici •• r. Familiarly by ſenſuall appetite, And wicked wayes, (as being far too light Vpon the weights,) alſo derive from hence A different learning, which in conſequence, Is ſtrength and marrow to the ſeverall bones, Health to the navell, nay demiſes thrones, And glorious Scepters; for entirely thus Pre-occupy'd, does ammunition us Againſt the ſiege of ſin. or muſt I cleare It eke by preſident, our ſouldier here Will fitly furniſh me.— Nor was he given To that exceſſive Bacchus, branding even Our Chriſtian armies; tyrraniz'd by thoſe Debauches, on the ſoule that oft impoſe Such raving inter-regnums. I, behold As the night-walking dreamer, fancy-fool'd, And full of ſundry crochets, antickly Here as a brand to light his candle by, Blowes at a bedſtaffe; or elſe for the doore Opens the caſement; there againe, before Some caſting-bottle, which his groping hand Meetes in the variegated tap'ſtry, pin'd At Hellens ſilken ſide, as in a glaſſe Stroakes up his whiskers; and ſtill odly thus Whimſies about the roome; why ſo diſguis'd, (What if I rather ſay ſo beſtializ'd?) Is ſence and reaſon, by that eb • ious peſt Now epidemiall; ſo does it conteſt, And foyle and foole their light, to ſuch a ſnuffe, As in the ſocket, even with ſtench enough, Lyes drowning out; and for thoſe red-ey'd men, That adde both drunkeneſſe to thirſt, and then Thirſt eke to drunkeneſſe; that draw on ſin With ſhooing-hornes, and cart-ropes; theſe as in The dangerous pathes of death, and ſet'ling oft Vpon their lees he ſhun'd.— Nor could the ſofte Inſidious Dalila, though ſhe deprave And cauterize, ſome to fed horſes ſlave His noble ſoule; this is the witch indeed, That with her pretious balme, ſo breaks the head; As Nauplius, when Ulyſſes fleet was toſt Vppon the barr'd, inhoſpitable coaſt, Of his Euboea; brighted all the night With fiery beacons, ſcatter'd creſcet-light, As joyntly woobegone, and hailing in, To ſafe land-lock, and harbour; yet againe But rocks, and ſcyrts, ſo paying, that the leake, And weather-beaten bothoms, with their wrack Spread all the Helleſpon • ; lo thus, and thus, Does Sathan juggle, ruinating us VVith his falſe fires; I, thus the Lady luſt Deales with her confidents, their carnall truſt Betraying ſo, that at her feet, a throng Of broken Scepters, Swords, with many ſtrong And mighty men, like ribs of Argoſies, Lye ſplit and ſcatrer'd; when by turning theſe To B • yghes and Sea-marks, Fairefax wiſely left Her cleane to lee-ward, bore up with his ſwift Snug bothome ſtill a-head; and let our old Com-rades, tell if • his draught, this modell, hold Save the true lines, and ſhadowes.— Not his ſpeech But ſeaſon'd was, & where ſome mouths with beach Old Iron, any riffe-raffe loaden are Like Mortar-peeces; yet alas ſo farre Inſenſible, that this uncloven tongue Is vaunted farther gracing; draffe and dung Their portion be, reſerving Pearle alone, To thoſe whoſe breath is like Zephyrus, ſtrowen With Violets and Roſes; nor deſcends To bark out Oathes at heaven, nor rudely rends The Fig-leaves from our ſhame.— But O be tough, And true my ſhield, for ſtill incens'd enough Comes envy hurtling on; and now ſhe cryes, Away with theſe your whitely, your preciſe, Your inkhorne precepts; tuſh we muſt conclude The ſouldiers mark, his height, his latitude, By a brave peremptory rage, by skars, And garments roll'd in blood: yet A monſtrous Indian beaſt, very ravenous after humane fleſh. Manticors, And Tygers then are as imbrew'd, as even The Crimmeſt Tartar; No, but thou haſt driven A brutiſh paradox, and in deſpite Of all thy malice, worthier far the wight That rules his ſpirit; with the former ſins, That nobly can diſpute; then he that wins, A populous City. Is it true indeed? Muſt then a ſouldier, be the ſwelling ſeed Of tyrannous Anak? be with pride as hung As with a chaine? put violence and wrong, On like a garment? muſt we ſeeke his worth In precipitious boldneſſe? how has earth Then loſt her nobleſt ſons? why ſing we not Giants which the Poecs ſay fought againſt heaven. Enceladus, and Alm • ps? with the knot Of mighty Hunters, heretofore that durſt So combat heaven? nay, rather let him firſt Be truly pious, change to Of theſe ſee Jer. 35. Rechabite; Check Madam It imports an indifferent rifler either of friend or foe. See La N • v • . fol. 8 •• . Picorcè; for baſe indite Ea • h bloudy-minded Lamech, ſcambling not The ſword at large, ſo limited to cut, At ſuch a narrow threed: let him be wiſe And pious firſt, and how ſhall one ſurpriſe And chaſe a thouſand? how ſhall two, convert Ten thouſand men to flight? a ſouldier girt To battaile thus, ſo farre out-wings diſmay, And evill newes, that neither hills of prey, Mountains of Leopards, nor depth, nor height, Nor things to come, nor preſent, but his faith Will bravely buckle with; when let the beaſt That perkes his impious head, and makes a jeſt Of martiall ſanctity; that ſpeakes ſo lowd Of Ruffi • n boldneſſe; let him cite the proud (d) Porphirio, and his fierce Gigantine • out, a The Generall of thoſe Gyants that heretofore invaded heaven. That heretofore for miſſive weapons, fought With burning Oaks, and Mountains; yet their groſſe, Even at the braying of (e) Silenus Aſſe, b This befell it (ſay the Poets) when they ſought to ſcale heaven: implying th • t the bouldeſt wicked, are yet full of panick fears. Is often baffled.— Neither ſpeake I this To paliate ought in Fairefax, more remiſſe, And over-flaxen; but alas the while, Falſe principles ſo fop us off, we ſtile Night Sun-ſhine, darkneſſe light; and many a diſh Of Serpents, and of ſtones, for egs, and fiſh, Deglutiate ſo; that ſeeing thus our horne Layd in the duſt, I needs muſt cry Returne, Returne ô Shulamite.— It trenches not Vpon our Fairefax, nay we find him hot, Even in the higheſt places of the field; Look as the Scythian Arar • s, with milde, With ſilent woolen feet, goes creeping on; And not the pooreſt whelk, or angry frown, Vpon his gentle ſurface, till when pent, When ſhackled in the boyſtero • s rocks, and rent Among the hornes of fearefull precipices; And then indeed he ſwells up, bellowes, hiſſes, Turnes into fatall whitle pooles; yet againe, As ſoone as once evaded, grows ſerene, And in the Champian mildly trends along; Such was his diſpoſition. Nay how young, How tractable, how calme, yet netled once, And over-roughly handled, his reſponce Like flint, when iron-chidden, ready fire; And A City of the Rheniſh Palatinate, at the ſiege of which by Gonſales de C • rdua, captain Fairefax was firſt in unequal oppoſition wounded, and after ſlain by a Canonade. Frankenthall, though long in poore attire Peeping, and muttering low from out the ground, Yet now beare up againe; nor is thy wound So deſperately deep, but he that brings Reliefe, and healing, underneath his wings; That never wants a Gilead full of balme, For his elect; ſhall turne thy wofull ſhalme, Into the merry pipe; ere long refine Thy ſackcloth into beauty; Courage then, Beare up, I ſay; and even for juſtice ſake, Here like a Trumpet lift thy voice, or ſpeak Elſe in a louder key; thou witneſſe wert Of his high thoughts, of his audacious mart; And fever-ſtrook at the ſo dangerous queſt, Thou ſaw'ſt when hand to hand, he fiercely preſt His ſtrong immur'd foe; Thoſe honour'd wounds, From hence tranſlating him, (while by their hounds So many like Acteon eaten be,) Thou canſt declaime; and laſtly 'twas in thee, That he ſo fell aſleep, and hence was borne, Like a well yeelding ſhock of fineſt corne, Into the barne. Does every truth require Two or three witneſſes? then what if here, I likewiſe reckon up th'encounter rough, The Captain Coſmo Fernandes and Mr. Iohn B • dels, who were their ſeconds, gave a very daring teſtimony of them both combat he and Welby; but enough, Enough of this, and he that will report Such illegitimates, muſt do it tart, And cuttedly; then could I further tell, How this exaſperate inter-ſhock, befell In their firſt tyrociny, even his bud But newly putting open, and conclude, But yet enough I ſay; for even the touch, The glance already given, imports ſo much; That envy ſtill thy clack, detraction lay Thy hand upon thy mouth; and by the way, Having firſt interceded, with the great Redundance of a lofty youthfull heat, For theſe delinquents, as a plea may ſlent The treſpaſſe ſomewhat off.— What virulent Above the gall of Aſpes, and crying ſin, That Nero nevcr dreamt of, Catiline Durſt not have perpetrated, has bin found By our late Inventers of new and monſtrous luſts. Spinters, that we muſt compound For it, with ſuch a ſea of civill blood; Who has ſo caſt the ſtone, like Theſe comfraters by the plot of Pallas were at the violent caſting of a ſtone amongſt them▪ • imbroyled into ſuch a mutuall ▪ ſlaughter as became their overthrow. Cadmus brood, That now we reek with mutuall ſlaughter; nay, Interpret civill ſharp, for but to play, As 2 Sam. 2. 14. Abner heretofore. How do we doat Thus on the frenzy duell? but begot With Efts, and hideous Shriech owles, in the ruble Of heatheniſh amphitheaters; a ſtubble, Now valued corne; a carnage foyſted in At firſt, but claſſick now, and thought to ſpin The web of honour. Say ye martiall brood, What He flew Toumnus, Generall ot the Tuſcans, in ſingle oppoſition. Coſſus, what He wonne ſeverall military Crowns. Dentatus e're allow'd This fury? here alaſſe no Civick Crownes, No murall Trophies gotten; this renownes Nor with Ovatiou Theſe were for victories gotten vvithout any grrat dāger Triumphs, nor with • ich Of Ferin, to carry; and being carryed by the conquerour, as an offering to Iupiter. Feretrian ſpoyls; let him that needs will pitch His Tents with Kedar, and perverſly ſhed The bloud of war in peace; that being led By ſavage cuſtome, dare provoke the wrack Of an upbraiding conſcience, with her black And broken ſlumbers, let him on; perhaps Heaven may be weary, or want thunder-claps; Or Tvvo hils of Theſ • aly, vvhich the old Giants projected to pile upon each other, till they ſcaled heaven. Pel • on elſe pyl'd upon Tvvo hils of Theſ • aly, vvhich the old Giants projected to pile upon each other, till they ſcaled heaven. Oſſa, may Conceale him and his red ſins at the day Of judgement, let him on: but you that are The true Heroes, bravely bidding war As well to ſin as Spaine: you that in liſt Will be with Saints and Angels, under CHRIST Our * Princely Michael; O ſo learn to Dan. 12. 1. Braking of Artillery, is the planting or levelling of it. brake The divine Cannon, that at length it ſhake This Moloch down, whoſe bloudy rites ſo cry To heaven for vengeance; vent your courage high, Vpon the generall foe; loe then are skars The Trumps of fame, and ſtick a man with ſtars, If thence brought off; by cartell aske repaire, And in campe cloſſe, of ſuch as quarrell dare Your harths, and conſciences; when theſe ſhal threat, When theſe give on, then let your noble heat Diſguſted be, then take the poynt; a veine If emptyed thus upbraids not; to be ſlaine With my dear Fairefax thus, is up to roule The corps in Trophy-work, and gain the ſoule A palme in heaven.— In fine that I may do As Painters in their curious Portraits, who The face deliniated, are wont in cloſe To ſet the hand, charg'd with a booke, a roſe Or The ring of many hoopes, one of which we let hang as a remembrancer of any thing. Sovenance; his open was, a bearing Of faire conſtruction; a miſterious wearing The goods of fortune; and if ſuch there be, Such Theſe were ſouldiers, holding what ere they could ſeiſe on to be good prize. Whence the word was after taken for a theife. Brigands, as will ſhave, nay baſely flea, The poore that fight for Sion; I, and this Even to the teeth of death, as if their peace Were made with him and hell; be Fairefax ſet As oppoſite to theſe, to flint, and jet, As ſnow and thiſtle-downa, whoſe open hand could manage thus (I ſay) and ſo befriend himſelfe with our unrighteous Mammon here, And Critick what remaines, but thus my reere Being brought up, now likewiſe thy reply Vpon the premiſes? tell if mine eye ▪ Be The Grae •• were ſaid to have but one eye, which at home they layd by, only uſing it abroad: A taxe layd upon ſuch, as (neglecting their their own) are only buſiein others actions. Graeaen-like incurious, doft at home, Pragmaticall abroad; or there become Like eyes in water, doubling the dimenſion, Of weeds and pebbles; if my reprehenſion, Straine Gnats, or ſwallow Camels; then againe Doe thou the like, reporting not the maine, By ſome peculiar ravings; let not hate At randome taken up, extenuate The worth of ſouldiers; paſſion ſo miſ-leads, Preſtigiats the ſenſes ſo, that reeds Have been reported ſpears, This at the Duke of Savoyes onſlaught upon Geneva, Sertes. and trees for men; Collect thy ſelfe (I ſay;)— Nay rather then To miſ-repute our Mars, the belts reſtore, The Medals, leaſes, Daniels Chro. 40. & Heywards Ed. the 5. 114. titles, heretofore, And (b) Feifs awarded him; and touching theſe, How often are they got by fucuſſes, By ſin, and ſubtile artifice; the ſlye Tertullus Parrot-like, will clamber by His flattering beak; Seralio hopes to find A fortune, in his new made Sports and wagers invented to winne kiſſes. Cinerind; I, ſuch as are devoyd of ſwinke, and ſweat, Whoſe Trophies but Salmatida •• olia: metaphoricall borrowed of the • ̄ff • mīnat river Salmacis. Salmatidan, why yet Are ſhuffled often into price and place; When if we ſhall annex the ſouldiers caſe, How ſuſtinently proſtrate at the Coucher a l'enſeigne de leſto • le, to lye without doors. ſtar, Does he chalk out his bed, nay make it there Amid the fierceſt winter; who ſo driven With horrid induſtry, to combat, even The rivers, mountains, precipices, rocks, Meteors, and rigid aires; what inter-ſhocks Has he with hunger, thirſt, contagion? here A meſſe of Spartan Of this homely ſtuffe ſee Plutareh in Lycurgus. broth, is all his cheere, Or elſe a Dogs, or Aſſes head, and bought At Thus Tremelins renders it; which if the common Shekell be valued at 5 groates, comes to 6l: 13 s. 8 d. eighty ſilver ſhekels; there for drought He like a Being diſproportionably hot by nature, it affects him to ſuck in the coole aire. Dragon yawnes, and well the man Who from a courſe, a dirty A drinking cup, ſo coloured that the eye could not diſtinguiſh of 〈◊〉 and muddy 〈◊〉 in it, and the gro • nds ſticking faſt upon the invvard belly ribs therof. Cothon, can Relieve himſelfe; what ſhall I ſay? his plant Is Or little yellow milfoyle, in Latin Militaris her • a, becauſe good to cure vvounds. Yarrow, ſole for wounds; or we may grant Him the The vvhite Thiſtle, vvith vvhich Charles the great uſed to cure his ſouldiers of the Peſtilence, and therefore named thus, Quaſi Carolina. Carlina Thiſtle, to correct His rabious Fevers; nor muſt it deject The ſouldier, though ſurrounded with a rout Of cuttings, ſearings, peſts; and when from out The hurlement of a well foughten-day, Some ſuch as meritorious Faireſax, may Come off all pargetted with bloud, and duſt, All over griſly gules; will it be juſt To rank him with the former? muſt onr bloud Decry'd be to Zacheus bags? abrood Familiarly ſo ſpurious, ſo begot By forged cavillation? nay denote It with an omnious coale, the ſouldiers trade, Is like his Pike, ſo plaine, and weltleſſe made That each profeſt Immarinell, may bolt Himſelfe out for a Tactick; and the Colt Of very Marvins Maro. Mordant, and Bucephalus, Thraſonickly be thunder'd, till he thus Encroach upon our bread.— That I propound It neerer yet to heart; behold a ſound Of waters from the North; of many wrongs So palpable, that Mattan there oppugns In our late Tranſlations Ioſhua, Zach. 3. 1. Jehoſcua daily; then againe at home, Our The united Provinces. • Ier. 46. 16. Counter-skarp, our outer-works, have ſwom Even annually with ſlaughter; yet we preſſe A flattering divination; may diſtreſſe Ship into Britaine? does ſhe not reſide Like (f) Carmel in the ſea? and then ſo • ry'd, So dreadfull, are her many flaxen-wings, That not the fierceſt The Whalefiſh. Pſal. 148. Dragon, but ſhe brings At eaſe under her lee: thus heretofore, The covering Ezek. 28. 24. Cherub Tyrus, alſo bore Him high upon the like, yet emptied was Soon after from his veſſell, made a place Of fiſhers and their nets; and thou that do'ſt Secure thy Dortor ſo, if Neptune boaſt Him of our Britiſh So named of the river Gages inn Lycia, and only found there, and in Britaine. Ieat; or uſe to wear A Baldrick of our Of this ſee Tacitus in Agrîcola. 189. Pearle about his bare And brawny loynes, yet ſay, will this amount To ſide him alwayes ours? was he not wont To waft the Dane, the Norman? and what are Our wooden walls, we ſole to theſe referre The hope of Athens? how is man ſo skil'd? Such an Such a creature as lives indifferently either at Sea or Land, as the Otter, &c. Amphibium, ſo to make us build Vpon a ſingle ſtring? I, this the caſe; Our Anceſtors were dayly biddeu baſe Within the heart of England; driven to fight Among their hearths, their temples, for the right Of their fore-fathers monuments, and bones; And Reader then reſolve me, when the ſtones, The carved work, the poliſh'd corners, even Of our whole Church attempted are, and driven With fatall Axes, and with hammers at; Shall we ſo much (alas) diſconſolate, Deject the Our Muſter-Maſters were now generally decry'd as illegall. Veterane?— O that I might Reſpecting my peculiar, here recite Of a ſad prentiſhip, a ten years toyle In forreign Mars; the marrh of many a myle Begirt with ſcalding Iron; ſickneſſe, want, Expence of blood, as being converſant Oft with the King of Job 18. 14. terrors; nay from out His bitter grens, the very grave about To cloſe upon me, yet recover'd; ſo The ſhepheard ſometimes takes a leg, or two, Or elſe perhaps ſome parcell of an eare, Eve from the Lions mouth; I faine would here Like an Harpocrates immune my tongue, And ſuch a note as this, were fitter ſung Far off 〈◊〉 proxie; but alas my lot Has been ſo full of noyſe; that wonder not If thus I therefore interpoſe, with deep And many waters; furrows wide and ſteep, For Orthodox Religion; and when now The brawny keepers tremble, ſtrong men bow, And clouds Tremelius and I • niu • expound this of Catarrhs and Catoracts. return after the rain; when theſe, With ſeverall almoſt Diſeaſes which diſ-inable action. Sontick grievances, Are come upon me • -like an armed man; And nor like Theſe at the interceſſion of Iaſon and Hercules were reſtored from age to youth again. Jolaus, or Aeſon, can I moult the Vernatio the caſt skin of either ſnake or Heckle of diſabling eld; Alas the while, why ſhould I be compell'd Like Iudges 17. 8. adder. Micha's Levite, to go ſojonrne there, Where I may find a place; but hollow feare, And how art thou ſo woobegone my ſoule? So troubled now within me? tuſh, let all The promontories, hills, and mountains vaſt, Be rudely from the center torn, and toſt Far off to ſea, yer this is my defence, It iſſues not by chance, but providence. After which interpos'd Parentheſis, I now again return to the milice, And Mille-toyle the ſouldier; farther ſtill To preſſe the conſequents, the peace, the weale, At rough and bloody rates, by theſe inferr'd; Or if it ſeem perhaps too high, too hard, For my poore narrow faculties; implore We rather ſuch a Muſe, as being more Polite, and Claſſick, may with ſayle enough Beare up, and ſpoane it on, amid the zuffe Of medling cenſure. Nay to further force Our preſent caſting Anchor, loe the courſe, The ruggid churle Orion, gotten eke High into Cancer, ſtill denounces thick, Indomitable weather; therefore here From plying in the doubtfull maine, I ſteere My weary bark to land.— If any yet Impoſe an Elegiack verſe, be ſet In cloſe of all, as even my reere of reers; Let him object, and ſay, what Panick fears, What decimation, or phlegrean war, So perpetrated, that we then demur Vpon the bliſſe of Fairefax? is a weake A timerous Commander under C • ſar. See his Comment. Cauſidius ſlain, or any ſuch, as like The ſinfull Ephraimites, and carrying bowes, Yet turne againe in battaile; Trent, and Owſe, Are little for a paire of eyes to ſhed; But Fairefax in a ſtorme of hiſſing lead, And Iron Cannonads, was gathered hence; His ſeverall wounds, (a precious inference,) Receiv'd in front, facing the foe; and thus, When ſuch a ſoule evades her priſon-houſe Of fleſh and blood, the An alluſion to his Coatarmour, being Argent, a Lion rampant Sable, upon three bars geme • ur, gules. Lion then indeed Triumphs above his Gemeu-bars, is freed From Treliſſes, debruſings; ſorrow here Were a flat Soeleciſme; ungently were, To mingle Pinks, Carnations, Iuly-flowers, Harveſt with ſnow; or the prodigious ſhowres Our black-thorn hatching: therefore hence enforce It far, and farther alſo; where ſome coorſe Is rigoriouſly purſu'd by Nemeſis, And even with all her ſnakes; Let us dimiſſe It far, and far I ſay; aſſevering Of holy Farefax, that where Angels ſing, He now enjoyes the kernell, omen, ſpirit, Of his prophetick Embleme; does inherit An endleſſe requiem. And thus have I built His monument and mine, though not of guilt, And Guterd or channel'd. chamfer'd Marble, yet of what may laſt, When Abſoloms proud pillar lyes defac'd.

Fame mounted on her nimble winge, as high As well ſhee might, without impeachment by The Fierie heav'n; and harten'd on, wth change Of woondrous Perſpectivs, Engins as aſiſtant to ye hearing as ꝑſpectives to the ſight Juvanſ-aur's ſtrange; And other puiſant engins: heere imployes Her Trumpetts, her innumerous cares & eyes, Throughout our generall hemiſphere, to tell The strife of tongu's; the joye the woc befell, When our ſupreamest Egle-truſsing cheife, The great GUSTAVUS, of his maſsie life, Exanimated was▪ Shee nere has flow'n Soe highe a pitch before, has never blow'n Soe diſcrepant a medley, with ſoe cleare A candor forthe; soe yt Benvolio, heere But liſtninge well, thou haſt ye diſtant, prime, Lowde, ſeverall, claſhinge paſſions of ye tyme.

THE EAGLE-TRVSSERS ELEGIE, Or briefe preſented EVLOGIE, Of that Incomparable Generaliſſimo GƲSTAVƲS ADOLPHƲS, The great King of SVVEDEN, who in conſequence to manyfold and glorious Victories left his life alſo triumphantly and laureated, at the famous Battaile of Lutzen, the ſixth of November. Anno 1632.

By G. T.

London, Printed 1647.

TO The Right Honourable, and my very good LORD, FERDIN ANDO LORD FAIREFAX Baron of CAMERONE. Right Honourable;

THe Preſſe being now to rectefie ſome peices of mine, formerly miſ-recorded, I have likewiſe added this old Elegie, and long rack'd up in darkneſse; dedicating it thus with all propriety, ſince as relating to that imcomparable HELD, GUSTAVUS ADOLPHUS, what name among all our moderne Worthyes, has ſo neerely followed, into the ſpur of his triumphant Chariot, as that my good Lord, which both your ſelfe, and yours, have ſo brightn'd with many glorious ſucceſſes. If either the ſtile be quarrel'd, for high, and difficult; or perhaps the method, as over-fancied, and unuſuall; yet when to handle ſuch a conquering, ſuch a covering Cherub, what if invention ſtraine ſomewhat beyond it ſelfe; nay though expreſſions alſo be ſtrange, and even ſometimes prepoſterous, yet was that labor improbus of the Latins, a very pathetical peice of rhetorick; and thus alſo was Godfrey of Bulleines mettle upon mettle, ſuch an elegant ſoeliciſme, as ſaid him able to refine the moſt ſtain and, to the moſt honourable bearing. Let it not therefore intercept your favourable allowance, if I have taken an untroden path, where the common roade was diſproportionable; and yet againe, you may pleaſe to receive the tender graciouſly, as being free from all unworthy reſpects; and with much candor, intending only a diſcharg of that duty, which all good men owe your reall nobleneſſe; amongſt whom, and ſuch as ſhall ever ayme at your commands, no one more affectionately deſires to be listed, then

Your Lordſhips moſt humble Servant, GEORGE TOOKE.

THE Eagle-truſſers ELEGIE. FAME. CAn Hamath then the great, and populous Or Ale • andria. Noe, Turn into rubble thus? muſt Eurus ſo With ſcatter'd nets of Caterpillets, ſup The flower of Lebanon, and Baſhan up? Is all our pompe, but ſtraw and ſtuble, blown Before the wind; ye ſons of men take down Your ſwelling ſayles, call laughter made, reply To joy what doeſt thou; howle, ô howle ye high And mighty Cedars, knowing that your breath, Is tranſient alſo in your noſtrills; Death, Implacably the faireſt Eden turns A deſolate wilderneſſe, to powder churnes The moſt See Ezek. 28. 14. anointed Cherub; even our great Guſtavus, how invictly whilome ſet On his high places, now againe goes leſſe, Acknowledging the worme his brother; this Victorious Machabeus, (had he been But a I • a quaſi l • agavus. Macrobius, even a Conſtantine, It might have trophe'd him,) this choſen ſhaft, In his illuſtrious range, ſurmounting oft The higheſt Eagle; he that meaſur'd hath The bridle of our bondage, tyrrannous Gath, And all her ſiſters, with a line of woe, To plunder and demoliſh; payning ſo The bitter rage, the famine, fire, ſlaught, In Heydleburge, and others; this devout Dread In eight moneths he took in 80 Cities, Caſtles, and Sconces in Pomerland, and Mechlenbourg. Poliorcetes, this high extoll'd, And eldeſt ſon of thunder, now is roll'd Vp in his leaden ſheet; and here ſo loud, Oppugning, and tempeſtuous noyſes, crowd And claſh together; ſuch a ſtorme of paſſions, Such worlds of Pleadings, or orations. Harangs, broken ejulations, Ignatian ſhoutings, A kind of threatning clamour uſed by the Romans, when joyning • attell. Barrits, burning vowes; Even ſuch a violent combuſtion ploughes The Welking, I can hardly keep my wing. To paraphraſe the which, running this ſtring A little deſcant.— Chorus. Hark how Futio cryes Victoria, Horne is broken, Arnheim flyes, The Saxonies comply not; Nay this fond Obſtreperous blurt, will boaſt not having don'd His armour, yet as loud, as if about To put it off; And then with many a ſhout At our diſaſter, irreligious Gotz, His neſt of Of this ſee fol. 40. Brigands, his A Brigade is a body more numerous than a Regiment, ſometime as big as two: Brigado, whets Againe to blood and rapine; at whoſe din, Both Two towns in Pomerland, which after the Citizens had firſt been tortered & raviſhed, were plundered and burnt by the Imperialiſts. Vckermound, and Paſwalck, peicing in, Sollicit vengeance; this the Butcher, this The rigid Arab, ſleepſt thou Nemeſis? Theſe are the leaches daughters; then they ſhed Innumerous teares, without alas our dread, Alas our dead Adolphus; yet the while Are theſe againe ſo ſhuffl'd, with a ſhrill, And crackling laughter, as ſome wilderneſſe Of thorns were burning; Monachum, or Combodunum, one of the neateſt Cities of Germany, and appertaining to the Bavarian. Munchum crying, thus, Thus would we have it; I, quoth Angelostadium, or Auriapolis, one of the ſtrongeſt pieces of Germany, where the Ieſuits have an Academy. Ingolſtadt, Now for your copper King; And hear'ſt thou not, How furious a The boyſterous noiſe of Armies when in battaile. Vacarm is joyntly made, By the fierce Saxon, the victorious Sweed, The Frank, the Finlander? even how they drown The world with clamor, make the champion groan Beneath their prauncings? hear'ſt thou not, I ſay, What thundring Canonads, promiſcuous bray Of ratling drums? or how the A word of art uſed by the French for the ſound of Trumpets. Fanfars rage? Or how the Fifes? and then what ſtore of fledge And whiſtling Lead, with on again, and charge, And juſtice, and Adolphus? or how large A throat, pragmaticall Ignatius ſets Wide open at it? or The cheife Commander of the Boares oppoſing the Evangelicalls. Shwendy beats The livid aire, with hubbubs?— Fame. I might ſtile The lumber almoſt deaffing, like to Nyle Among his Catadups, ſtill adding that Of Scelestadt or Schleſtadt, Perhaps the correption of civitas-ſceleſt • , and accordingly ſituat upon a river named Ill. ſituate With ſuch a bitter brand, of Sainté-Vill', Euſebia, Urijburge, now ſo dreading ill To her municip lawes; of Colonell Generall of the Crabbats, or Croats, men of Croatia, the b being added for the fuller ſound. Iſolaine With his Crabats, (or call them elſe uncleane Devouring Harpies,) and a paſſionate rabble Of clamorous others, diſproportionable To my diſcourſe; beſides, if weighing well The dreadfull medley, what nefarious toyle, May find a perfect, a continued Paſſion, Among theſe broken ends, with fit relation Claiming the Muſes? ſo that I ſhould here Be ſilencing abruptly, yet my deare Panaretus, muſt then thy bitter moane, Paſſe as a ſerpent over-glides a ſtone, And with no track behind? why maugre all This ſtrife of tongues, ſome lucid intervall, May now and then perhaps, advantage us, With thee upon his eſtimate; and thus, (The noiſe even now relenting,) now thou cryeſt, Come Death advance thee boldly, wherfore fleeſtPanar. Thou ſuch a pretious wretch? I, now thy plaints Are luculent enough, impoſing rents, Sackcloth, and duſt, for beauty, dernings up, Scarlet, and balme Nay with a tedious troop Of ſeverall prodigies, thou bid'ſt the rocks Diſſolve like winters Ice; with inter-ſhocks, The marine hills, and cliffs be tumbled o're, Removing Sea-marks, puzling all the ſhore With creeks, and Cherſoneſſes; doſt enjoyne The A Hill in Over-patz. out of which, th • Egar, the Menus, the Sala, and the Nabus, run foure different wayes. Feichtelbourge, augment his weeping eyne To Poes, and Danubies; the Pyramid So valuing This Tower is ſaid to be 578 paces high. Straesburgh, his aethereall head Be now ſhrunk in wi • h anguiſh; A Lake in Gothi • , receiving into it 24 Rivers, and emptying them all at one mouth, with ſuch a noyſe, that 'tis named the Devills head. Weret rore, As diſimboging even an hundred more Then twenty rivers; Bid'ſt unrip the tyles Of ſumptuous An Hill in the City of Prague, built with many Noble mens houſes. Rachine, thatch now with quils Of wrathfull Propentines, or pinions rather By Dragons moulted, and with many a feather Of rigorous Alienum tolens, one of the Harpies. Aéllo; doeſt condemne Her golden-fretted rooms to Ohim, Jim, Iackals and Satyrs; Blendeſt all the ſtars With flaming Properly ſuch ſwords as have endented edges. Vir • lets, with fiery ſphears, Injoyning Ziphii, blazing and bearded ſtars. Xiphius, that his burning brand Anew he raging, further ſtill protend To Diadems, and Scepters; and that Sol Or doffe his golden haire, or in a caule Of ſad and ruſty vapours, wind it up, As relatives apperti • ent to the cup Of trembling given us; and with ſuch a groſſe Of rigo • rous prodigies our Swedens loſſe To ſute and ſimboll. Then with hideous paſſion At the diſaſter; and in contemplation Of what may thence enſue, he bellowes out, Alas, alas the while, what reſolute Bonarges left us now, to counterpoiſe The fierce Gran-torto? he that ſo deſtroyes Our Lambs, and Turtles, nay the very Kid While in his mothers milk; nay children hid Even in their tender The skin in▪ which the child at his birth is wrapped. Seconds; (O my ſoule, Oppoſe, abhorre his ſecret.) Look when all A tedious Barnaby, the Wolfe has lyen In holts, and hollowes, as the ſhades begin To lengthen out, to ruſſet every light Diſ-colour'd object, throughly hunger-bit, He waxes gant and grim; and Sol once gone To the ſea-ſhingle hence for pearle, upon His morrow-graſſe to melt, rages, and raves, Barking at Cynthia, tearing open graves, And ſheep coats; and with many a horrid prank, Frighting the Champion; ſuch, and far more rank His rage has been; and among mountains rude, Of aſhes, rubble, ſhatter'd ſpars, imbrew'd With Rivolets of gore; loe where the broyl'd, And crumpled geniuſſes, of poor diſpoyl'd Cities burnt be the Imperials. New-Brandenburge, of Tyrſchin, Budin, Gartz, Infer as much. And thou regreet of hearts, Deare Al ••• Magde ••• urge, the City of Maidens Parthenoplis, imbroder'd late With high and boſſie work, of Temples great, Of aquaducts, of guilds, of bulwarks drad, Burſes, and Places appointed for tryall of Maſteries, eſpecially ſhooting the word it ſelf ſignifying agg ••• a▪ But. Doels, and even as turreted As Berecynthia; how art thou become An empty peece in plano, but a roome For moles, and wormes to caſt in? where alas Thy ruddy virgins now? where all the groſſe Of thy couragious youth, and thoſe thy heads, So hatch'd with reverend ſilver? nay which breeds Exceſſive horror, even the ſepulchers Of very The Marqueſſe of Onſpach and his Anceſtors Tombes rifled by the Imperialiſts; who had done the like alſo to the Duke of Saxonies Anceſtors, if not diverte • by a ranſome of 80000 Dollars. Princes, girt with Iron bars, And Palezzado's; built of maſſie, tough, And boyſterous marble, yet are petty proofe, Againſt his hungry clutches; O let all Such impious pillage, rankle into gall; Be like the gold of Tholouſe, or the theft Of the Such a Bird, as ſnatching meat from the Altar, carries a Coale with it to her neſt. Spinternix; but alas who left To ſerve this execution? our elate, Vnparalel'd Adolphus, knew to meat Him with the bread of tears; to hamper him, Sometime by force, anon by ſtratagem, In ſome diſert unextricable net; Where like a ſavage Bull, he full of ſweat, Of ſwarthy foame, of dirt, and ordure baſe, Lay ſtomackfully plunging; when alas Who now I ſay?— Fame. But here the generall rout Complyes againe, and in ſo vaſt a ſhout, With ſo much horror, rages even to heaven, Like twenty Babels; that I muſt be driven To ſpar mine eare up, leaſt her ſilver drums, Be crackt, or rudely beaten out: Nor comes Now in my randome, ſave a jangling farſe Of mutes, and viſibles; ſave to diſcourſe, The miſcellaneous, thwart imagery, That ſtill Armado-like, within mine eye, Floats up and downe; and with innumerous ſorts Of poſtures, mines, patheticall deports, And ocular relations, up to dreſſe This empty cha • me; yet as if all exceſſe Imply'd inconſtancy, the lumber here Declines already, ſeiſing not mine eare With priſtine horror; nay, as climbing up Aſcents, and hills, abruptly often chop Into low vallies, now it ſinkes ſo much, That I returne me to the further ſpeech Of our Panaretus, Or wherefore dreame I ſuch an ayrie Caſtle, ſince for him, Loe where diſtended, at the rotren root Of an old doting Polland, breathing out His laſt he lyes; nor flexible to ſpeak, Save now and then Adolphus; or with weak, And fumbling voice, perhaps I know not what, Of death and Sweden; therefore here, my plot Muſt be to change the ſceane; I, I, ſo failes The wind in point, that we muſt veere our ſayles, And now make ready for another bourd; Hayle the maine boling there, I ſo, port hard; And ſweeteſt Zephire, with propitious ſtore Of fragrant breath, ſpur up our boate ſo hore, So bright a pace, as Neptune alſo boaſt His Galaxia; for ſome other coaſt Beare up I ſay, and while we ſnugly run Thus on this ſecond tack, behold how ſoone The virtuous The word ſignifies one that has a ſhril voice. Calaſaſter, fully fraught With wofull thren's, and now already brought Vnder our lee, Pathetickly ſupplyes Mine eare againe; I hark how ſtill he cryes, Calaſ. Comes al our hope to this? and beating then His wofull breaſt, why lo the man of men, Even he whoſe goodneſſe, in his greatneſſe ſate, Like Diamonds in gold; and where of late, So many mighty can alledge but words; But Abraham was our father, or the birds, And empty beaſts of Heraulds; far beyond This ſhell of poor formality, was crown'd With reall nobleneſſe; he that could do, VVhat others but diſcourſe; and oft as two Or three left Berries, may be found upon A gather'd Olives upmoſt boughes, was one Of our beſt patterns, nay the moſt apmir'd Exemplar left us, is alas expir'd. O that ſome chambering Jezebel that toyles In ſearch of Philters, Cullices, and Oyles, To poliſh off the skin, and cock the bloud, Between him, and the dart of death had ſtood; Or ſome ignoble ſoothing Polype, who Can fit his foot ſtill to the preſent ſhooe, How groſſely patch'd; or death for him had met Some purple churle, or hideous monſter, ſet Within the ſcorners chaire; theſe are the thorns, The Bulls of Baſhan, that with tyrannous horns, So dayly charg us; if decorting theſe, We would have ſung his dart, hung it with Bays, And Garlands; but alas the wicked, ſtill Enlarge their lines; encreaſe their houſholds, till They be like flocks of ſheep; are fully fed With milk and marrow; Jubal, and his ſeed, Ingroſſe the Lute, the Harp, they ſhine as ſtars Of the firſt magnitude: O what deferres Vnevitable juſtice? where alas, In what untrodden rigid wilderneſſe, What rough * Cerauniau hills, or ſea unknown,Certain hills of Epirus much torne with thunder. Is all the thunder ſpent, there ſhould be none, For ſuch a baſe, licentious, execrable? But ſoftly ſwift, how with this wicked rabble Art thou perverted thus? I, hollow hoe; And wherefore wretched Adam, runn'ſt thou ſo Stiffe-necked a rebellion? dareſt thou cope With him, to whom the Nations but a drop Are of a Bucket? ſhall what graſſe but grows Vpon the houſe top, and with which who mowes Fills not his hand, yet quarrell the decree, Of him that ſpans the heavens, and ſhuts the Sea Within his fiſt? ſhall weak inferiour clay, Preſcribe the freedome of the Potter? nay Of the Creator? Likewiſe what if here, The wicked often thrive, and houſes reare Among their deſolate places, till the meaſure Of ſin be crying full, that they may treaſure Wrath for the day of wrath? why but a while Attend the ſequell, and behold they toyle In dark, and ſlippery wayes; thou ſhalt report Their bliſſe a hearth of thorns, whoſe ſhine is ſhort, Whoſe crackling empty; or but in compare Like to ſome upland Torrent; and thus are The ſuddaine brooks of deſert Arabie, As ſoon again exhal'd, fainting the dry Approaching Caravans. Retract I ſay; For though perhaps they bravely buſtle may, And branch it here a while; yet when the morn, The reſurrection comes, to pretious corn, They ſhall be chaffe and tares; then ſhall our high Guſtavus▪ and ſuch other zelots, flyeSee the Wiſdome of Solomon, chapter 3. verſe 7. To and againe, and paſſe as ſmartly thorow, As ſparks among the ſtubble; then to marrow With burning Seraphins, to be decor'd With glorious palms, and crowns, ô haſt the Lord, O bliſſe without a bothome!— Fame. Here againe Our Calaſaſter ſwallow'd in the ſheene, Eternall glories, then to be reveal'd; Is ſo become extatically ſeal'd In ſilence up, ſo paſſionately lyes Oppreſs'd and raviſh'd; that it ſhall ſuffice, If leaving him, I rather now declaime The wofull The word imports an upright and ſincere perſon. Degen heart; for though at This was Wallenſteins Caſtle in Moravia. Znaim, Impriſon'd rigorouſly, his grief has yet Such a Cathedrall voice, as at the grate I heare him cry,— Degen▪heart. How are we now forlorne Beyond a comforter? how muſt I mourne Like a ſad Harp, or loudly howling ſhalme, For his interment? he that tore the palme From all their glorious chiefs, our ſtrength, our ſtay, Our royall Sweden gone? be this a day Of dread, of breaking downe, of crying out To hills, and mountains; VVho ſhall proſecute For any temper now? the rigid (ſhall,) The tyrrannous (must,) will now demoliſh all Our Aequilibrium. Now let The Brandenbourgs chief city. Berlin roare, And crudle all her faces milk, with ſtore, Of brackiſh water-flouds; and thou ſo toyl'd Obtrected Or Segodunum, a famous Mart towne of Germany, watered with the Peg • itz. Norinberge, annoint the ſhield, Enrage thy Counter-ſcarp with Demi-Lun's, With ſulphrous horn-works; then even he that runs May read thy perill The Sa • o •• chief City. Dreſden, therefore call For Cement, Engineers, new make thy wall Of tougheſt Mill-ſtones; then invenome it With fiery The cocks of pieces, ſo named of their ſerpentine crookedneſſ •• Serpentins, with infinite Both Drakes, and Colverins; ſee how he layes For novell Levies, traverſing the wayes Like a ſwift Dromedary; How recreuts His ſchattered traine againe, with bloudy ſuites Of Bohemians & Moravians. Quad's, and Crabbats; now the rendez-vous Is made at Two paſſes between Prague and Saxony. Luitmaritz; now Gallas ſhewes Vs all his angry teeth, marching the van, As far as The ſecond paſſe. Auſig; while that counterpaine Of Caeſars fury, that immenſe, renoun'd. Prodigious Walſtein, ſo named of his Dukall City, ſituate between Bohemia and L • ſatia. Frid lander, begirt aroun'd With Rodo-monds, Such gentlemen of companies, as receive extraordinary pay. Apointees, Reformad's, The Spaniſh doe extol their Cyds, as we our King Arthur or Guy of Waowick. Cyds Such as are prefer'd to double pays. Duplats, Such as are both born and bred up in the wars. Epigons, and other blades, Boaſting their chain's, their leaſes, double payes; Their Belts, their medalls, and the tortious wayes Of levying them, while this ſuperlative Dictator ſeconds him; and then ſo drive Does A Holſteiner, Field▪ Marſhall to Walstein. Hulke up with the reere, as muſt infer A crimſon deluge; beat thy breaſt and roare, Vnhappy A City in the Palatinate. Creutz-nach, now the noble blood Of valarous Craven and others, whilome ſhed Among thy breaches, iſſued was in vaine; Will like the morning dew, be ſoon againe Evaporated, leaving thee forlornn To thy late Iron furnace; mourne, ô mourne Thou hopefull Miſer The chiefe Caſtle in Lypſi •• . Pleyſenbourge, be don'd With aſhes ſtill, and many a weltring wound In ſtead of beauty; tuſh, his Cuyraſſiers Will quaffe up Two rivers in Saxony. Elve and Elſter.— Fame. Here with teares While eke our Degen-heart is ſuffocate; Nor his huge Iron voice articulate, But thickly rivited with many a yell, A ſigh, a ſob, that hacks and mangles all He ſayes to Non-ſenſe; I muſt lightly fleck From hence againe, declining him, to ſpeak The mighty thoughts of The flowerdeluce. Iris; loe her head As tough and maſculinely helmeted, As e're Minerva's; and like her ſhe hands A threatning ſpeare; nor cravenly deſcends By Swedens expiration to goe leſſe, And leave her wing; but roundly does profeſſe The ſide of Iuſtice; Ganimedes bird Muſt render an aecount, for having ſtirr'd The coales ſo furiouſly; reſtore a throng Of glorious pennage, practically wrong From the pacifick The Halcion. Authè, The Redbreaſt. Silvia ſweet, The Dove, the Alias Bird of Paradiſe; or as the word Manucodiat. ſignifies in the Moluccos language, the bird of God. Manucodiat, with a flight Of others as deplum'd.— Iris. Doe doe, recall Quoth this Virago, (gnaſhing therewithall Her angry teeth,) I, doe but reckon up The times of yore, and many a diſmall ſtoup Has this indomitable aëry made, By many a Titian Vulture, many a glead, My breaſt dilacerating; on reuenge, Hang out the bloudy ſur-coat; help us change Our Pikes, to ſtings implacable; I come, Anoynt their heads, with fell An herbe uſed to poyſon arrow heads and darts. Dorichneum; And then make ready there, advance the ſhot; So ſo, now charge him home; poure all your hot And hiſſing lead into his boſome; were But Swedens Obit to be reckoned for; Why yet the deareſt ſoules, and eſſences, Of manyfold Re-publiques, Cities, Princes, And mighty Monarchs, in his boſome met Concentrically; made it their retreat, Their generall ſubter-fuge; come then, ariſe Thou drad Adaſtria, draw thy blood ſhot eyes Vpon this rigorous brood.— Fame. But here the late Impetuous lumber, does importunate Me deafe againe; ſo like a multitude Of many raging waters, every loud, Each ſhriller accent drowning; that my verſe, Muſt now become the ſecond time, a faile Of mines, of poſtures, of dilacerate haire, Hangs wringing, plaudits; many a paſſionate paire Of diſſentaneous hands, promiſcuouſly Clapping and wringing. Now muſt the ſupply Be meerely viſibles; convitious mowes, Breaſts beaten, gaudy capers;— Chorus. At our woes, Lo there a ſort of Drablers, of Of a Bidet, a ſmall Nag opon which ſuch horſe-mens boyes uſe to follow their Maſters. Bedees, Caſt up their caps, and leap, as if the breeſe, The twinging breeſe, here likewiſe had imploy'd Their little Launcets; then within the wide, The roomthy tarraſſe oppoſite, behold A pravity of monſtrous, manyfold, Crabats and Courteſans, ſo likewiſe ſet Vpon the merry pin, and over-heat With heady draughts, with brimmers overflow'd, That wildly vapouring into ſcuffles, bloud, c Biſhop of Wortsbourg, and Duke of Franconia, driven out of his Country by the King of Sweden. And mutuall ſlaughter; they reflect againe The drunken Lapithes, and Centaur's, ſlain At Hypodamiaes wedding; Yonder looke How paſſionate (b) Hasfelt buſtles, up to ſtoke Whole forreſts into Bone-fire; which as faſt The A countrey bordering upon the River Mayne, devided into ſeverall Earldoms. Weteraws ſad ſeverall Princes, haſt To quench out with their tears. Nor theſe alone Diſſolve ſo much, but ſee where Bogiſlaus, then Duke of Stetin and Pome • e • . Pomeren, And eke the Iohn Albert▪ then Duke of Mechlinbourges. Mechlinbourger, and even ſwarmes Of Lords, and Roytelets, are paying ſtormes To Swedens Obit; there behold againe, A rablement of ſhavelings tridentine, (Or we may call it Legion elſe as well, For they are many,) there (I ſay,) withall The gods of their Pantheon, high and low; Even all their Mametry, their Trinkets; how In a triumphant ſuperſtitious file, (As pleyted as a hedge of thorns the while, And as extending,) how they roame about, (May we but gheſſe by poſture,) ſhrilling out Jô to mighty Walſtein, who good man, While our Adolphus dyed a Laureat, ran Indeed moſt reſolutely. Here aloft A moſt ſtupendious pile, whoſe aery ſhaft, May play with One of the Canary Iſlands, in height unpaparalel'd. Tenerif, for pike, and place; Loe The Emperors chiefe Counſellor, Duke of Cruman. Eggenbourg, in a Proſpective-glaſſe, Tooting at Lord chancellor of Sweden. Oxenſtern: then have I found To lee-ward ſomewhat, A Lieu-tenant colonell under the Swede, who running to the enemy, was imployed by Tilly and the Ieſuits to murther him. Quint and Atè wound In The Ieſuites perſonated by Laines. Lainez arms; and now they part, and run Geſticulating wildly up and down, Like Deere before a tempeſt; now embrace, And newly hug each other; now they dreſſe Their heads with Laurel, now they poſting are Their many mandats up, for curious fare, For Pageants, Bone-fires, Counduits running wine, Garment of Trophe-work, and every ſigne, Of an immeaſur'd joye; to ballance which, (And haile thou happy ſeaſon uſhering ſuch A temper in,) mine eye has likewiſe ſpy'd Where in Campania One of the juſt pretenders to the Dukedome of Saxony, extorted from his Anceſtors by Charles the 5. Weymer does divide His conquering groſſe, now being in the van, Now in the reere; and on a A kind of extraordinary Iennet, bred upon the Pirenean mountain. Lavedan As Volteger as ever (c( Balius was, As ever The horſes of Ac • illes. Zanthus; how from place to place He nimbly flyes, demonſtrating right hands Sent him from Feild-Marſhall under the Duke of Saxony. Anheim; which ſo countermands The deaff'ning hurley, with a pang of hope Becalming ſome; ſo roughly ſwallowing up Some other in diſtruſt, and ſuddaine feare; That farewell Mutes and Viſions, now mine eare Diſtinguiſhes againe; and of the low Dejected reſidue, condoling ſo, So miſer-made at Swedens expiration, Nor to be comforted; does with the paſſion Of Quaſi Ware, or Waer-mond verum os. Tom Tell-troth. Pharamond preſent us, ſuch an odd, A Miſter wight, ſo blunt an Antipode To ruffling miſchiefe; that behold his face All rigge, and furrow; and his limbs alas So tenter'd out, and torne, with rods, with racks, Strapadoes, and the like, my boſome akes, And trembles at it; nay, though Paſher late Has rent him Sparrow-mouth'd with gagging, yet He ſtill ſo laſhes out, ſo renders truth In all her • akednes, that full of ruth; Phar. Is then, quoth he, our mightieſt Sweden dead? On vengeance, on, or if thy feet be lead, Yet haſt thou Iron hands; ye bloody crew, And of inceſtuous A great flye of four wings, and among ſeverall vices, being an Em • lem of over hot marriages, ſuch as the Auſtri •… Princes uſe. Hanit • ns; 'tis you, 'Tis you that did it; if we may prevent Th'inſidious brewing brothers, Captain of a horſe-troop. A joynt conſpirator with Quint, for the murther of Guſtavus. Baptiſt, Quint; Why yet fine force ſhall butcher him. O ſay, How being The ſir-name of the Auſtrian Emperors. See Verſtig •… . Stock by ſir-name, doſt thou play The Storke thus in thy practiſe? is it not To hallow ſtocks and ſtones? thy thigh ſhall rot For this adultery; even it whelks away, And dwindles hence already, day by day Growing more dry, and barren; only ſin So Wyer-drawes it out, our maſculine, Our antler ſins, prolong thee thus a while, As an expedient crucible, to boyle, To calcinate us; and has now betray'd Our deareſt Sweden; Sin I ſay has play'd This wofull Pageant, loe the flocks upon Our many ſeverall hills, are lately grown So courſe and nauſeous, that we muſt be fed Or with exotick ſimples, or with kid Dreſt in the mothers milk; nay many a meale Imployes the grayeſt Amber; But ô tell Thou ſoft Sir Lecker-beet, is then the Mars Incompt and rugged, with his A na •• • s Catgrave has it, ſucceding from the ſtrength and valour of the old Earle of Ang • l • ſ •• ▪ Taille-fers, Be theſe ſo mainly •• mbr'd? or may theſe A Peleus ſhield from hot Hypolites, And her obſequious grins? why then go ſeek For Sol in Tenarus, or ſnow where thick Two of the Cylops. Pirackmon, tawny Brontes, forge their hot Tempeſtuous Thunder-bolts: No no, complot We temperance rather; let the cooke, declin'd To ſuch a Mors in Olla, who can find Vnnaturall births, luxurious A French diſh compounded of ſeverall ingredients minced together. Haohes out, As Anah did his Mules; let him be brought At length upon the weights, and voyded hence, Where Who watered his garden herbs with wine and hony. Aristoxenus at ſuch expence His Lettice waters, or Popea bright, And Cleopa • ra, quaffe their exquiſite, Their ſumptuous Unions; I, wee howle and roare, At Swedens death, but let us ſin no more, Our ſin has ſlain him; and indeed is wrought To ſuch an awleſſe Belial, every draught Commits a ſeverall health; we looke the wine For Caprials, and for Babies; then decline Our Virgin vowes, with let Lyaus ſwell As Jordan does in harveſt; when if well Obſerving the ſucceſſe, 'tis full of flawes; Of babling, wrath, of wounds without a cauſe, Of Paliardiſe; and to bring up the reere The drought after drunkenneſſe, the afterthirſt. Eluchus turning, with a brand of fire Invades the That part of the palate in which the taſt remaines. Cepheline; Full happy thou Great Ah'ſuerus, and could wee but plough Once with thy Heyfer; if our ſanctions were Like thoſe of Medes, and Perſians; to deterre, To ſeare, to launce, to lop off, this would teach Vs Heſter alſo, where we now but reach To ſenſuall The word ſignifies drinking. Vasti; but our Lawes neglect, As Struthions doe their egs, or to be ſuck'd By Foxes, Wolves, or trodden day by day, Among the feet of ſwine; I, let me ſay, Thrice happy Sweden, maugre all the rage Of our licentious Mars; who kept the ſage Temperate feaſts, and voyd of exceſſe. Nephalia ſo preciſely, clenching ſuch Examples in us.— Fame. Hitherto the ſpeech Of Pharamond diſtinct enough, and plaine, Was now cut off, abruptly drown'd againe, By loud and ſqueling Claudia; one who late As ſtupidly benum'd, as muffled ſate, As merkeſt midnight, or the quondam ſire Of dying Ephigenia; but with ire, Her vaile and precious treſſes, (or be bold To call them braydes, and bendelets of gold,) Now paſſionately rending, ſhe replyes, Claud. 'Tis true indeed, he has of all our eyes The comfort, the Collirium, even the breath Of all our noſtrils; ſo the ſons of Heth Oppugning, as might even applauſe infer Super-ſuperlative: but then, O where The requiſite returne, and what the fruit Of his travell? all his reſolute Aſſaults, and Suddaine inroads and incurſions. Alagarads? 'Buchadnezar The Babylonian, had for conquering Tyre, An Egypt given him, thou my deareſt drad, Not a A donative of ſtuded buskins given to ſouldiers. Clavarium, how exagited For truth, and juſtice; with the daily tort Of Sang-reall, Arbutus, Male-effort, How ſore afflicted; Nay with urges more, When being trump, why yet cut off before The game were conſummate; impell'd away From ſuch a doore of hope, to be the prey Of death and darkneſſe; ſo deſerted is The ſplendid, the melliſluous A river of Seithia, contaminated by the influx of a bitter riller. Hypanis, To Vultures inqui • ations; tufted all With Negromantick herbes; and by the gaule, The perbreak of Exampus, putrified From all his nobleſſe; thus I ſay decry'd, And like a threed of ſilver, rippl'd our, Among the puzzels, the portents, about Inclement Caucaſus, O flow my teares, Deep calls to deep, and the moſt candid eares, Are deafe with water-ſpouts; I ſuch as at The laſt grand Seſſion, ſhall with heads elate, Iudge Men, and Angels; jeer'd as refuſe are, Outed theſe terrene Chattels, to the bar Of tyranny convented oft, and ſlaine All the day long; alas the while, in vaine (waſh They cleanſe their hands, their hearts they bootleſſe With innocence;— Pharam, But how it is thou raſh Diſtemper'd woman, here quoth Pharamond, (Raiſing his voice againe, how lately drown'd, Above her cla • tering ſharps;) thou wretch as lame, In thy deport, thy patience, as thy name; O how is it I ſay, thou doeſt ſo roare, So wildly kick like a rebellious Core Againſt the pricks? up up thou Libbard, up, Reforme thy freckled hide; if Fullers ſope, (Some call it eke Cym • lian earth,) if this Waſh not eff •… ually, take Herbe-a-gra • e, In peni •… tiall te • res infuſing it, And 'tis enough abſterſive; makes as white As garden-Lilli •… Why the righteous here, Muſt weather many a bitter ſtorme, and beare The parching heat, the burthen of the day; Like Balſome-trees, and Larches, muſt diſplay Their worth among their wounds; Look as the brave Eaſt-Indie-man, tranſpierces many a wave That Bandog-like aſſayles him; nor declines His great intendment, for the torrid lines Malevolence, or doubling ſuch extent Of many a fore-land, many a prominent, And tedious cape; till up at length he beare With Taprobane, or Java, taking there His pretious lading in; ſuch muſt they be Here under ſayle: And in this worldly ſea If Serens tempt thee, theſe with upward faire, Are downward fiſh, an interdicted paire, A wicked miſcelane; If perhaps withſtood By tyrannous Whales, who tumble up the flood, And boyle it like a Cauldron; or elſe runs Thy courſe, through Burning ſeavers of Ca •… . Calentures, The ſtormy North-eaſt wind, Acts 27. 24. Eur •• lidons, Or barking Scylla's, yet if knowledge ſteere, Zeale whiſtle in thy ſayles, thou ſnugly beare Shalt up deſpight of al; invictly ſtem The ſtrongeſt ſetting tydes; and leaving them, With the ſo tedious cape of hope, behind At length to lee-ward; for a terrene Ind, A place of fading merchandiſe, be fraight With matchleſſe bliſſe, with an exceeding waight Of endleſſe glory: And our royal Swede Exemplifies it, by the triple head Of Geryon, with his infinitely more, And as outragious hands, as heretofore Briareus boaſted of, though long beſet; Yet bearing up into the very gate, Of al his foes; till laſtly from a cloud Of radiant victories, and trophees, ſtrow'd Along the world; his ſpirit curry'd up To that divine.— Fame. But here the catadup Of noyſe againe ſo paſſes all beliefe, Chorus. That loe Cleoritus to blaze grieſe, Stent • r his joy; loe how they ſwel, and ſtare, And with their ſtraining ſhoot as red, as are The cheeks of Bacchanals; Nay further eke, See Bulbuſ-head the Boare, how Heyfer-like He wildly gambols, often howting out His brutiſh jollity the while no doubt, In that ſame ſavage note, by woodmen us'd Among their Deere, but al in a confus'd Obſtreperous medley ſwallowed; Yonder then, (For I muſt ſlent of this ſame cha'me again, With mutes, and viſion,) ſee where Two Sycophants in chief favour with the Emperor Ferdinand. Cremſmunſter, And Trautmanſtorfe, (in nature rigider, More Giant then in name;) ſee how they buz, And croak in Caeſars eare, proſcribing thus, Innumerous innocents; And ſtil ſo thwart, So croſly runne the Dice, I muſt impart Vpon another coaſt, the Turtle true, Faire Baſiliſsa, weltering in a dew Of briny teares; even all her beauteous face, Beſprent with water-gauls; and now alas, Which irks me deeply, lo ſhe groans and grieves Herſelfe into a ſwound; Now rede-viu's In ghaſtly manner, newly ſinkes away, Is daw'd againe; woe worth the diſmall day That I muſt leave her thus, for now that old Sexaginary (lately ſo befool'd, To batter down his blood,) with many a band Chops-in between us; now they make a ſtand, And At firſt an Engenier under Wallſtein, after by degrees a colonell. Farenbach, with other Leaders, joyne In Phirrick rounds; now with the Mattachine In armour jove it; now that fly of court, Prodigious Firſt a follower of the count of Hanaw, after imployed to levy C • ſa • s confiſcations. Oſſa, tickling at the ſport, In a deep eglett, of Corinthian Braſſe, Health's it to Caeſar— Fame. But to touch and paſſe, To certifie by ſips, and tranſiently, Being my ſole deſigne; here paſſing by Theſe luſty Lameches, and their gaudy ſceane; Chorus. See yonder alſo, neer the mantling Rhe • e, How while Zelotes, goes about to ſtave The Heydlebourgers tun, as but a wave In our late ſhipwrack; ſee how Zuffenbeck The trouper, charges him with many a ſteek; While Groſſendorſt his brother, interimly Lyes ſucking at the ſpiget; next mine eye (No longer trading with ſo coorſe a payre;) Among enumerous others, far and neere Preſſing for notice, ſingled has the bright Illuſtrious Clari-dame; and while a cyte Of abler pens, wil yet ſupinely ſleep, Fly ſilly Muſe, canſt thou not fly? then creep To do her ſervice; this the royall Queen, Not broking up a momentany ſhine, From Iewellers, and druggeſts, which at night Muſt be put off againe; her red and white, Her Iewels are ſo rich, ſo paragon, So deeply ſet, that doubly they renown Her to bee radiant, as without, within; And like the robe, on both ſides ful of fine Diſcoulour'd needle-work; ſo quondam voted To Jabins Siſera; yet to be noted With a blacke cole, ſuch is the partial world, That while innumerous others, weare the purl'd Sweet buds of Roſes, out alas her head With woful Willough, Yew, and Cypreſſe ſad, Is tyraniz'd; I ſuch the ſober ſtate Of fleſh and bloud, that al diſconſolate, See how ſhe folds her armes; now looks to heaven, As crying Lord alas, how was he given A prey into their teeth? now with a hand Exactly chambleted, and porſelain'd With white and blew, her pen ſhe does imploie, To melt 〈◊〉 drad, her deareſt Angli-roy, At the Ma • - • eu • ; yet now againe forbeares, Becauſe the paper ſuggiſh is with tearrs, And ſwallowes al impreſſion; now ſhe goes To yonder Temple, with religious vowes That ſhe may deprecate our further harme, And cloſe behind her, many a woful ſwarme Of One of the concluſions of Lipſich was that both Calviniſts and Luther •… , to take away thoſe diſtinctions kindling ſo much hatred ſhould joyntly be thus named. Evangelicals; Now makes a ſtand, From ſeveral draughts, preſented here to 〈◊〉 hand, Chooſing his Ce • otaphiam.— Fame. I ſhould ſtill Enlarg me thus, and royallize my q • il With more of her; but as Celeſtial newes Here interpoſes, may perhaps excuſe My ſelfe a while; for yonder maſſie cloud, Giving ſuch fire, (ſo doubtleſſe) full of lowd, And bellowing Meteors; loe how from between The darkſome pleyts thereof, a Cherubin Now gently ſtoops, with healing on his wings, To poor Panaretus, by ſeverall pangs, And rigid paſſions, hewn ſo lately down Into the daze of death. The hideous ſwoon, Now in a clammy deale of miſt and gum, Was ſetting both his eyes; an Icye creame, Remiſſely floating over all his face, Implacably protended; froze the pace His pulſe ſo long had run, and every wheele Within him, now began to fur, and feel An earthy dulneſſe; when behold (I ſay,) The ſtarry leech, has with a fragrant May, This ſad December outed; new has wound His pulſe, and all his Organs up, as ſound, As ſtrong, as high, as ever; So the ſnake, His ſlough, his heckle moults, his ancient beak, The royall Eagle. After whoſe recover, Loe how the glorious poſt does backward hover, In boughts, and wind-laces; nay with a poynt Now made againe, into the fable tent, From whence his ſtooping; has entirely daſht All our clamitants; and all abaſh'd, Loe how they trembling ſtand, and full of fire, Shot (as it ſeems) from many a ſulph'rous tire Of the Celeſtiall Cannon; Which in fine Or being cloy'd, or moulted elſe againe To their firſt principles; about mine eare, Inſiſt (I ſay,) our Redevivus here, One comming from the dead, may preſuppoſe The nobleſt demonſtrations; On with thoſe Thy ſcatter'd Elegiacks, do, proceed; No Dog now moves his tongue, the broken reed, The poor Panaretus, in ſuch a glade, So whiſt a ſilence, doubtleſſe may perſwade Incomparable Rights, and Exequies, To Swedens herſe. And heark, how loud he cryes; How lamentably loud!— Panar. Alas for him, Who like a brave Alcydes, could eſteem It all his bliſſe, to roame about the world, Confounding Monſters, buffeting the curld Preſumptuous browes of Tyrants; Why but ſearch His generall conduct, his victorious march; And when at Two Iſlands in the Baltrek Sea, neere to Straleſundt. Uſedoome, Rugen, (two of thoſe Prodigions quarrels, that Aegeon choſe Of yore to ſhoot at heaven,) when there hee drew His active heat, Generall of the Imperiall forces in Pomerland at the King of Swedens arrivall. Torquato Conty flew (Induring not the teſt,) to ſuddaine aire; Nay, daring Papenheym, Hnlke, Altringer So great a Maſter both of Pike and pen, Nay tyrannous Tſcherclaes, Gallas, Wallenſteine That great Dictator, ſhining all how bright, Yet as inferiour Planets, loſt their light At Swedens Heliack riſing. All their wayes Were deep and furious, as the north-weſt Seas, And full of griſly ſhapes; of Morſes, Whales, Grim Vnicorns with Adamantine ſcales; Aud horrid Gram-puſſes: yet our Auguſt Adolphus, knew to baffle their ſo vaſt Inſidious heat, their knitteſt practiſes To ravell out; Or wherefore name I theſe? Since from our preſent ages height, ſurvey But that behind thee; ſearch but far away, Where all the hills, and ſteeple-tops, are clad With blewiſh Land-ſchap; but where Elis ſtood, (Even at the furtheſt t'other end of time,) Or Troy, or Sparta; and behold their prime High-writ Heroes, came no nearer to His celſitude, then rough-hewen models doe Their Archetip's; then does the Belgick card A Lyon fierce, or Italy compar'd With a neat timber'd leg. And this the Chiefe, Whoſe late deceaſe, (what have I ſaid? come grief, Come deſolation, come,) even whoſe deceaſe, Has deeply drench'd us in the wretchedneſſe Of many waters; now the bread of tears Muſt be our dayly food; our ſauce, the jeares And taunts of them without. Alas alas, What gloomy tropes, what lamentable dreſſe Of ſeverall figures, may declaime our low Precipitate condition? Now, ô now, Let ſqualid Piſces, and Aquarius raign; And all the racks conjoyntly drive amaine, From ſouth, and ſouth-ſouth-eaſt; making the clung; The tougheſt ſeaſon'd timber, the moſt ſtrong, And rankeſt Marble; or elſe further yet, Even flint, and Iron-ſtone, diſſolve and ſweat, Be full of drops and tears; a complement Yet poore and flat, of far inferiour hint To the diaſter; out alas my head, My heart, my heart, why even the ſoveraigne Swede, The covering See the Epiſt. Dedicatory. HELD, the Lion of the North, That quinteſſence of Kings, is batter'd forth His wondrous conduct. Let the Trumpet rend It ſelfe with ghaſtly groans; the Drum deſcend, And languiſh from his mettel'd ruffe, and roule, To a dead march;— Fame. I, quoth the heavenly ſoule, The deare Puella Caeleſtis. Amalaſwentha by him set, Nor longer keeping ſilence.— Amal, Let, ô let, Our Volies ſo conſolidately dreſt With Muskitads, with many a boyſterous breſt Of Colverin, and Cannon, at the ſtreſſe That hils and regions tremble, throughly preſſe How deare we held him; ſo condenſly choak The sky with pillars, curles, and clouds of ſmoak, That by producing thunder, may with vaſt Outragious cracks, and roarings, on the laſt Stretch our obſequious fare-well, to the ſlain, Vnparalel'd, undaunted,— Fame. I and then Quoth our P • naretus, as paſſionately Here piecing with her.— Panar. I, and then quoth he, b Of this hill ſee fol. 54. Yee (a) Phytelburgen ecchoes, neere diſtraught With the prodigious noyſe; ſo tenter-out Your clamorous voices, bounding it in groſſe Vp to the Graian Alpes, that alſo thoſe Your ſuſters there, may with their mighty throats, Tranſport it over to the hollow grots, And browes of A hill in Thracia, ſix miles high. Hemus; and ſo taking poſt By ſhady A hill in Theſaly. Pelion, to the forked creſt Of widely ſung Olympus; being ſtill Thus dictated, I ſay, from hill to hill; Our wondrous vollies, at the length may ſeize Extended Taurus, that Metropolis Of reſonancies; and in ſavage dens, Deep foggy Ciſterns, hollow woods, and glins; Among unhaunted moſſie Rifts, and Rocks, And ragged precipices; even where flocks, Nay worlds of ſhrill promiſcuous eccho's, may So farther thicken, reboat, and bray, The hideous din; that like a torrent fierce, Still ruſhing on, the ſpacious univerſe, From Inde to frozen Thuly, with ſonore, And vaſt expreſſions, never known before, Solemnize an interment ſo repleat, With hideous conſequents.— Amal. Even a defeat Replyes Amalaſwenth', ſo grimly checking, Nay Mating Millions; Looke as at the breaking Of ſome extended broach, or beetle-brow, From hoary Caucaſus; obſerve but how While headlong often graſing here and there, It rends and furrowes up, both buſh, and bryer; Both branch and blade, imbarking multitudes In the Mal-heur; thus omniouſly boades Our Swedens expiration; thus, ô thus, In gulphes of griefe, as broad as bottomeleſſe, Implunging infinites. O that the wombe Had ſmother'd me before my birth, in dumbe And ſilent darkneſſe; now the glorious face Of our deſigne, ſhall dwindle in diſgrace, And gather blackneſſe. Come come, let us fly My deare Panaretus; me thinks I ſee The Reliques of our butcher'd Saints; as throwen And exprobately ſcambl'd up and downe, As chips at cutting wood.— Fame, With fell affright, The Roſes in her face, now Lilly white Beganne to languiſh, and ſhe ſtartled up Diſtractedly; her anker-hold, her hope Now drove amaine; when loe Panaretus In ſweet and pretious compellations, thus Rejoynes with her anew:— Panar. Bur tell me then, Shall ſuch a man as I, turne back againe Leaving the Plough; ſhall wee that reckon'd are For beams, and pillars, of the Militar, And Orthodoxall Church, ignobly ſwerve, Moulder, and leave it thus? why but obſerve, And he that ſowes in rivolets of teares, Shall after reap in joy; who weeping bears His precious ſeed, and thus in ſeaſon out, Shall doubtleſſe come againe, and with the ſhout Of thoſe in harveſt, bring with him his ſheaves; Retract, retract I ſay, ô how it grieves Me for thy fear, thy fall; collect thy ſelf▪ And let us bravely fink both ſirt, and ſhelf, Impatience pre-ſuppoſing; ſteeple-deep In the ſpring-tide of zeale.— Fame. Here 'gan ſhe weep, And chatter like a Crane, hiding her head In a black Cypreſſe Wimple; while the ſad Panaretus, pitching his eyes a'ſpar Vpon the ground, does intr'imly prefer A Seane of ſilence; giving ſo much line To recollection, and the diſcipline, Of ſundry ſecond thoughts; that as the fruit, The ſequell, of this intermitted mute Parentheſis, from her dejected ſtoup, See now at retrive, how ſhe heighthens up, Gathers, and grows againe; her beamy brow Late in a Cypreſſe Lanthorne muffled, now Shines as of yore; and every principle Of holineſſe, e're-while within her ſoule, Remiſſely drooping; rowſes now againe, And like a Giant wheu refreſh'd with wine, In her ſo ſtrongly races, raignes ſo cleare; That even become as brave and bold, as e're The wife of Or Deb • ra • , ſee Iugd. 4. 4. Lapydoth, her fiery zeale Thus vents it ſelfe.—One bound up in Seare-cloth, like the ſtaffe of a torch, and in other ſuch materials, ſtifned with wax, and fired at the bottome with bruſh and dry twigs: in Latin Sarmenta. Amal. O how doe we reveale Our ſexes many weakneſſes, and wounds; Yet ſo the good Samaritan infunds His ſoveraigne Wine, and Oyle; that now, goe to, Bring forth the rods, the beaſts, the wheeles, I do; Now ſeare, and cut, and kill; let me be made A lighted torch, a Sarmentarian ſad, At Rome night-revells; doe doe, ſtring your whips With Scorpions, Aſps, or ſomewhat that out ſtrips Their venome far; I, bring the fury-full Buſirian horſes, the Per • llan Bull, Or exquiſiter torments, yet my truſt, My treaſure there is laid, where neither ruſt, Nor moth, nor theife, nor tyrant, Panar. Glorious dame, Virago-royall: the diviner flame That on thee ſo much fortitude confers, Eſtabliſh it relentleſſe, as the bars Of an imperiall Palace; never time More preſſing then the preſent, of ſo grim, Precipitate condition; And awake Thou right hand of the Lord, up up, and take Thy former ſtrength againe; why do'ſt not thou Turne Moab to thy waſh-pot? caſt thy ſhooe Out over Edom? Faſt their Princes make In links of Iron; and their Nobles break Like to the Po • trs veſſell▪ Vp I • ay, And bare thine arme againe, as in the day Of z •• and Or •• , o • of thoſe that had Their puniſhment at En • or, and were made Like dung upon the earth; Was it not thou? Of yore by whom the H •• ſits, even a few Derided ſilly Hu •… in the B •… ſignifies a Goo •• . Geeſe, (though in their head But a blind ziska; baffled ſo the ſpread Preſumptuous Eagle, and her ſeverall young, How ſharp their poun •• s▪ and another ſtrong Aſſertion of thy valiance, was it not Thy dexterous managing our pike, and ſhot, That when the ſpaniſh Charles, was lately growne So high and ſupercilious, melted down His pertinacy, worſting him to flye In raine, and darkneſſe, precipitiouſly Among the ragged mountains? take ô take Thy former ſtrength againe, awake awake, And buske thy ſelfe to battayle; thou alone Maugre his furious brand, haſt lately ſlaine The gyant Count of Tylle Lieut. Generall to the Duke of •• varia. Tſcherclaes; and 'twas thou that did'ſt That Rodomont the The Ducall title of Walſtein. Fridlander, amidſt His iron men defeat; ô ſhew thy power, Thou art our fort, our moat, our countermure, Our totall confidence;— Fame. But halloe, here The deaff'ning tempeſt, does againe ſo reare It ſelfe, in monſtrous pillars interwound; A thouſand Drums (d) pirading, might be drown'd c A ſetting the watch, an uniting of many companies into an entire groſs. And ſwallowed in't; I, ſuch the noyſe, ſo fell, As tozes all the Welkin, makes it boyle, Like Oyntment in a pot; What ſhall I ſay, Alas my wings ſo palpably decay, So fiercely ruffled are, and ravel'd out, In the combuſtion, that I much miſdoubt Some croſſe Cataſtrophe; and by fine force If beaten from my pitch, ſhall but diſperſe, For a redundant, Elephantine book, Theſe petty fragments; ô, the furious ſhock, The horrible diſguſt! Farewell, farewell; My perſpectives, my wings, are with ſo fell Diſtraction tugg'd and wearied; all my dreſſe, So puzzl'd is, and ſhatter'd, with the ſtreſſe Of many furious Typhons; that unfit To weather out the worke, I here ſubmit: Deſcending back, to prompt the buſtling brothers, Nat' Butter, Gallo-belgicus, and others.

Annae-Dicata, OR, A miſcelaine of ſome different canſonets, dedicated to the memory of my deceaſed, very Deere Wife, ANNA TOOKE, of Beere

Loves labor loſt. ALas how often by ſome Rillets ſide, With heavy boſome have I trod the Meads, And finding them with graſs and Chriſtial beads So trimly cluſter'd, thus began to chide: Yee want nor dew to fledge your verdant quills, Nor weſtern wind to fanne the Summers heate: Shoots not the Soyle from yon ſuperiour hills, To make your clovers fragrant, and compleat? With ſtore of ſoveraigne blooms are ye not dreſt, And ſtudded thick? or does not many a Swan, And many a Nayad, that even raviſh can With pretious modulations, ſpeake you bleſt? But then what makes ſuch ſtore of Willough here? Why foſter yee this badge of diſcontent? Me thinks you ſhould ſome nobler Pendant weare, The Palme, fat Olive, or the Laurell Gent': I ſay, ſince happy, and ſo highly bleſt, Me thinks ye ſhould converſe with plants of grace; And like a Lady tricking up her face, With Pearles and Rubies be, not pebles dreſt. Fie, fie, diſmiſſe this Livery forlorne, Confine it to ſome craggy mountaine top, Or barren Deſart, where it may be worne With more propriety; or ſince my hope In Seas of ſad diſpaire is toſs'd and torne, And dayly drencht with many a rigid billow, Paſſe it to me; give me your wofull VVillough.

The Redundant Lover. DEare, ſince we parted, never did I ſee A beauteous Summer fly, or fancy pyed, Or garden-bed, or Plume, or Picture, dyed With daint • er coulours, but I thought on thee. I never heard a more melodious note, Attain'd a delicater touch, or ought Of better worth; but 'twas a preſent quote Of thy perfection, thou wert in my thought. Nay ſince familiar to remember things By contraryes, by black, white; Saints, by Devils: To this end have I even made uſe of evils; And to my mind each loathſome object brings Thy purity; deareſt my loves intention, Makes every thing that is, to make thy mention.

Of the Common-Law. THE Law, like Eſop, in exteriour ſhowOf the Common-Law. Is harſh and homely; but each man inclin'd Laboriouſly to ſift it, till he know With what delight, the inner ſide is lin'd; Will vouch it pleaſing is, was Eſops mind: 'Tis ſweet, but does in rugged phraſes dwell, 'Tis like a Pearle, hid in an Oyſter-ſhell.

The Pious Turtles. DId Heaven but gently to my wiſh reply, Lo thus would we converſe my lovely deare; I ſay thus would we live while being here; And when to part from hence, thus would we dye. Vpon ſome ſhady, ſandy, higher ground, Where the ſweet birds ſhould warbling muſick give, And at whoſe foot ſome pittering Rillet wound, Like Baucis and Philemo • would we live. Our clothing ſhould be warm, and new, and neate, Not coſtly, nor too curious; and our dyet, Though plentifull and good, yet free from riot; Nor adding thirſt to drink, nor luſt to meat. No viperous envy, nor ambitious dreams, No care to pay ſome griping Landlord rent, No clamerous wealth, of many ploughes and team • , Should interrupt the calme of our content. Our handy labour ſhould be ſole addreſt To the well husbanding of Hops, and Bees: Or to ſome Orchard, where the fruitfull trees Strove wch ſhould yield the moſt, and wch the beſt. Nay borne by faith upon her lofty wings, We would beyond this under earth endeavour, Converſing with divine inviſible things; Living and loving ſo, we might live ever; And when death came at length, to play his prize; Depart in peace, cloſing each others eyes.

Love and Counſell THou youthfull art, and fair; well clad, and fed, And flatter'd too no doubt: yet dear be ſure, That theſe inducements make thee not ſecure; For with thy birth, thy death was alſo bred. Thy birth infers thy bu • iall; all the ſpace A mortall does above the ground converſe, He does but climbe his execution place; 'Tis but a lingring paſſage to his herſe. Obſerve a ſkull, out at whoſe rotten ports The wormes hang down, and in a hundred year, Such as that is, ſhall thou and I appeare; Cold, darkneſſe, ſilence, muſt our ſole conſorts, And the raw wormes our richeſt earings be, Which I entreat remember well, and me.

The Heavenly Climax. MY lovely deareſt, when I but ſurvay The curious building of thy houſe of clay, The muſick of it, and contend the while, Who 'tis that dwells in ſuch a precious pile; I find a ſoule ſo nobly there diſcourſing; Diſtributing ſo virtually her powers, That ſtraight it leads me to that Lord of ours; Such ſtrange inviſible myſteries inforcing: And I conclude, if on the center baſe, Such goodneſſe, ſuch perfection he diſcloſes, How is the circle then adorn'd, the place Where he upon his heavenly throne repoſes? Or how is he himſelfe both good, and great, That when they were not, gave all theſe a making; That being, gives them order; nor forſaking His Creatures, keeps both it and them compleate. And then in contemplation of ſo vaſt A world of wonders, here againe I rouze My ſpirit neere confounded, and in haſte, Falling full lowly proſtrate, pay my vowes.

Of Friends and Friendſhip. AS Dice run moſt by paires, and ſhun exceſſe▪ So few friends love beſt, when more, love leſſe. Friendſhip like Gold, too thin when beaten forth, Becomes leſſe active, weakens in the worth. As Dice though white, their foule ſpots cannot lack: So friends, in friends, muſt wink at faults though black. They muſt again nor ſlye Bar-cater-treyes, Nor Fullomes be, to win thy wicked wayes; But fairely run, be quadrat, and ſincere, And ſtill the ſame; ſway'd nor by hope, nor fear. As Sice-ace throw'n are friends ſtill as before, So friends though rich, muſt ſtill love friends though poor; This world to no ſuch certainty advances, But there may come a caſt may chang their chances; They muſt conclude their ſtate here like the Dice, Where now the Sice is Ace, now Ace the Sice: And thus the deadlieſt Drug, and juſtly hated, May yet turne cordiall, if but calcinated,

Cuſtome diſcarded. VVE are at play, and Gameſters till our grave • Our Saints, and Sabaths, are like Queens an The reſt with Martha, do but many things: (Kings Only our Wakes, and Markets, play the knaves. Time is the pack, our dayes are ſeverall cards, And Cuſtome a groome-porter voyd of ſhame, A reverend hoary Rook (forſooth) awards, That his Tradition muſt command our game. Cuſtome (I ſay) more gray by far than wiſe, Thus cheats us in our play my lovely deare: But let us cautive be at length, and beare Room of this current, croſſing common guiſe. Let us at length our Sabaths ſo diſpend, That piercing farther then the formall skin Of ſhifting ſuits, and Linnen; they contend To be Religious, glorious eke within. At length our mirth ſo manage, and employ, That as each earthly fire with ſwift aſcent, Moves to his upper proper Element: This alſo may relate to heavenly joy. Let not our ballance, not our bargaines, know Or knave, or falſe five-finger; to divine Of wealth by theſe attain'd, it melts like ſnow: Leaving the place all dirt, where it has lyen. Let us each card, even every common day, So cautively diſpoſe, that all our weeks, Abound with ſacred Murnivalls and Gleeks; So deareſt wee ſhall purchaſe by our play And though convicious cuſtome, ſeeks to cheat, And ſlily rook it, win both game and ſet.

Of Affliction. THe Croſſe is both a ſtep dame, and a mother; Some men it kills, and ſome againe it cures: Like fire it ſome conſumes, it purges other; Full often ill, and well full oft enures. A righteous man that does affliction meet, Moulds into his foyle, gives fairer fire; Makes it his riſe, his wing to help him higher; So Spices when moſt beaten, are moſt ſweet. Againe, the ruffling height of weaker ſoules, It tempers ſweetly; cuts the combe of pride, That elſe would ſoon be perking; only fooles Are ſtill the ſame in many a Mortar bray'd: And by ſuch iron peſtles, as will grind Them ſmall at length, as duſt before the wind.

Funerall Teares. I Had my tother halfe, and 'twas as white As Miniver, or Snow, before it light Vpon the ground; ſo neate in every part, And then withall chareſſing ſo my heart, That now I neither envy'd Craſſus gold, Nor Coſſus garlands; with ſo wanyfold Importancies enabling me, that now I had a paire of hearts, my hands but two, Were multiply'd to foure, likewiſe my feet, Such Alter-Idems turning; of ſo knit Commiſt a fellow-feeling, no diſeaſe, Could either ſingle toe, or fingar ſeiſe, But all were ſufferers. Then could I vant Of likewiſe doubly five concomitant, As brisk, and active ſences; nay my ſoule So doubled was, and in a word, even all My trim at large, that now I could diſcourſe, Vrge pro and con, communicate, converſe, All with my double ſelfe; nor knew the fell Extent of ſolitude. Even ſtrange to tell, I now ſo clung an Individium was, So fix at home, and yet ſo bivious At the ſame time, and far abroad; that now, While ranging with my hounds, or with my plough, In the circumference; yet was I ſtill At home upon my center; could be while At The •• me of my Manſion houſe. Popes, likewiſe at Paris. To proceed, So beneficiall was my being ty'd In Hymens roſie bands, that now my hope Was propagation, and the rearing up A Tree of ſuch Deſcendents; ſo repleat With commendable fruit, as ſhould relate My Name beyond mine Vrne. Lo this the trance, The whilome portion, did ſo high advance, Damask and dreſſe my cup; thus was I clad, In gold and ſca • let. but now ſit full ſad Vpon the Dung-hill; death implacable, Has with the ſorrowes of unhappy ſable So roughly hamper'd me; that my recruits, Conſpicuous increments, and double ſutes, Being deducted; npw I dwindled am To poore againe, and ſingle; to become Halfe under ground; where reſt thy ſelfe in peace, My deareſt tother part; ô reſt, and ceaſe From all thy terrene labours, with a guard Of bleſſed Angels, keeping watch and ward, About thee conſtantly; and when my pulſe (So wound up in the wombe, by that excelſe Celeſtiall Architect,) the tale has run Of minutes here in charge; has fully ſpun Of Clothoes Diſtaffe; be my reliques lay'd, So neere to thine, that wither'd when, and dry'd, From moyſt and viſcuous; even our crumbling duſt, May blend promiſcuouſly: till when the juſt Shine as the Firmament, and having turn'd Many to righteouſneſſe, are as 〈◊〉 , As glorious as the ſtars; we riſe anew, (By that omnipotence that can ſubdue All things unto it ſelfe) as heretofore, And ere our love diſſever'd; rendring ſtore Of humble and eternall praiſe, to him That ſits upon the Throne, and to the Lambe.

A MEDITATION UPON The Deceaſe of thoſe truly Noble LORDS under-named. So ſo, let Babel, Edom, ſhoot like thoſe In Harveſt at our loſſe▪ with mocks and mowes, Tell it in Gath; thus adding deep, to deep, Wormwood to bitterneſſe; yet God will keep His darling from the Dog, can out of ſtones Raiſe Abraham children. he that interpones So for his Church, though Dorcet, Hamilton, Southampton, Oxford, and Belfast, be gone The way of fleſh and blood, will ſooner yet His covenant with day and night forget, Th •… ſaile to Sion; not the ſquallideſt Sea-monſters, but they gently draw the breaſt •… , Suckling their young; or if a mother can Forget her child, yet God is love in graine; Will vindicate his Turtle-Dov • , nay cover Her wings with ſilver, and her feathers over With yellow Gold. Nor Babell be ſo perk, At ſome thus of the Temples carved work, For ſinne deducted us; we but with rods, Thou ſhalt be whipt with Scorpions; and in Gods Right hand there is a cup, the dregs whereof Shall be thy portion; Ahabs Ivory roofe, And even the Ezekiel 27. 11. Tyrean Turrets, built ſo high, That Eagles at a lower randome fly, And the Goliah's there in Sentinell, Are leſſen'd even to (a) Gammadims; muſt feele His line of vengeance, who could ſo divide Our Succoth, meet our Schechem: and ô ride On proſperouſly, thou fairer far then men; Girding thy ſword thus, for thy right hand, then Shall teach thee terrible things; ſhal threſh the horns Of our fierce Bullocks, rabbid Vnicornes, Like Wheat of Madmanah. Ride on, ride on, Strengthning the feeble knees, and every bone, That thou haſt broken; ſtill they ſhake the head, Cry ſo ſo would we have it, eat like bread Thy people up; and then the late deceaſe Of theſe heroick Lords, diruted has As many of our Barres, has made our breach More deſperate; ô be gracious then, and reach Thy ſoveraigne flaggons; let no clouds returne After the raine; and for the ſtakes out-worn Thus in the ſervice of thy Tabeenacle, Diſtribute thouſands; Bleſſe, ô bleſſe the tackle Of thy poor labouring Ark, and crown her toyle, With Arrarat, and her high places; while Our mighty Hunters, deſpicably melt Like fat of Lambs, or be like water ſpilt, Nor to be gathered up againe; elſe will Thine enemies blaſpheme, upbrayding ſtill The promiſe of his coming; I, and ſay To day ſhall jove it, as did yeſterday, And in far greater meaſure; bow thine eare, Thou good and glorious Cherub-rider, heare, And anſwer us; how long? how long ô Lord? O bare thine arme again, and draw thy ſword.

A RELATION Of the Tempeſt diſperſing us in the Bay of BISCAY, at our unfortunate Voyage towards Cales Males, An. 1625. THe generall hemiſphere was thick, was all In ſullen aſh-colour; when ſtraight a ſhoale Of ominous Pork-piſces, drove through the fleet: And the fierce Ruffin Boreas, ſwore it meet, Each ſaile ſhould ſtrike; owning th' Atlantick main Likewife in ſoveraignty: then iſſued rain, The wind grew •… ſt'rous, ſea began to roare Like a lug'd monſter, to diſcloſe a ſowre Outragious ſurface; and where other nights, The mantling billow ſhone but Chryſolites; But ſole with ſpangs and gliding lights, enchas'd The gentler wave: now as an army vaſt, About us quarter'd lay, our generall ken Was full of horrid fire, the fretfull brine, Vpon a thouſand mountains, far and neare, Like burning Becons hung; and every where So much combuſtion, that benevolent A Poeticall Sea-nymph, ſo named, a placandis fluctihus. Cymodocé, for very angu • ſh, rent Her ſea-green haire; nor any Sea-calves. Phocè wild, • Vide fol. No ſavadgeſt (b) Amphibium, but impell'd With horror, fled a ſhore: no boyſterous Whale, Incorrigible A horrible fiſh, enemy to the Whale, ſo called, as Mi • ſheu ſayes, ab Orcadibus inſulis ubi maxime vivunt. Orke, or other fell (a) Phiontides; but now they ſhot for dread Into the bottome owſe. O who may read What various bedlamry, what worlds of woe, A ſtorme impoſes; to the deep belowe Such creatures as nature hath made deadly euemies each to other. Our ſhips were thrown, and then againe, ſo ſoon So high, as if the ſame Sea-men cal the place where a ſhip rides or ſayles, her bitth. Birth with the Moon To have, or glorious Jaſons ſhip, after made a conſtellation. Argo. But obſerve In earth-quakes, how the ſtrongeſt buildings ſwerve, Totter, caſt fire-brands, and all their looſe Vtenſils, round promiſeuouſly; loe thus Did our poore Fleet ſo The Sea-term for reeling and ſwaying up and down. feele on, that throughout The decks all ſtowage, with our ſelves to boot, From ſide to ſide in medley flew: and even So was the great Anne Royall likewiſe driven Amid the frantick waves, to roule and reele, And toſſe, and tumble up her mighty keele, That parcell of her Two pieces of Ordinance broke looſe in her▪ Gun-room, but by interſhocking, and ſo poyſing each other, remounted without further danger. braſen bandogs, broke Through all their tyes; and but with mutual ſhock, Poyſing each other; like the Vipers young, (Turn'd into paricids,) had ſplit her ſtrong And maſſie ribs. Nor could the reſt but mourne Like infortunities; our long-boats, torne From their big The Rops where with they were towed; perhaps deriv'd from Hauri • , or elſe rather named Halſers, and iſluing from Halen in Dutch to draw. Hawſers, rudely bandied were By waves, and monſters; for the Little veſſels which attend as pages upon the greater ••• p • • nd perhap • ſo named, becauſe better making uſe of any wind▪ and catching it to their advantage Catches there, Some could Sea-mewes, make a ſhift to live In this combuſtion: otherſome, declive And broken wayes not brooking, over-wrought, And fiercely ſwalowd were. our VVe borrow this from the Nether ands, where itim orts as much as Scapha, a ſhip-boat a Canowe; but uſe it improperly for a Horſe-boat Prams diſtraught, Cuff'd up and down, and rack'd with ſeverall ſeas Both fore The Sea-phraſe for before and after the maſt. and aft'; were driven to loſe, and leaze Their lading, with the wilder Hypotams. Nay yet more fatal, opening al her ſeams, The poor long-Robert founder'd was, gaue o're, Sunk in the weathers ſtreſſe: and now what more Can Theſe three Cadtains wreſwallow'd in her. Fiſher, Hacket, Gerling, but attend While the ſea yeelds her dead? that I tranſcend Expence of A ſhip is then in her trim, when furniſhed, with al other requiſits proportionable to her burthen. trim, and ſhipping, lo this ſtorme How grown, yet wrought a further; and the worme Of conſcience ſtartled ſo, that who while-ere With all his canvaſe out, could ſnugly beare Vp an ill-boading courſe, now ſprings his • n the ſtarboord láguage, fals from his courſe. luffe; Cries guiliy Lord, and pardon; coats of buffe, H • gh temper'd corſlets, are too weake to ward The worme of conſcience; and how galliard Luxurio lately was, yet now he lowes His ſaile cloſe to the board; ▪now humbly throwes Off Liviaes haire, and his Corinna's ring, To leeward over, wiſely husbanding Oyle to his lampe; now as the righteous dye, Likewiſe will he. ſo horrid was and high, This ſpiritual The ſuddain & furions tempeſts about the Weſt-Indies are thus named. Fura-cane; that on his lees, Though fell I was informed of one amongſt us, ſo perplexed wiih the ſtorm, that he voluntarily acknowledged himſelf guilty of particide. Baſianus for a time may freeze, And ſeeme to ſettle; here he turnes againe Thick, and bemudder'd; like the clamorous maine, Caſting up ſtones and dirt: his faeces boyle Vp now for vent, making him perbrake vile Prodigious ſins. This was the ſtorme, thus great, Thus ruthleſſe, double thus, nor to be beat Out, but in many an houre; thus went we down To ſea in ſhips, had buſineſſe upon Great waters, ſaw the wonders of the deep; And thus againe, though Baal perhaps may ſleep, Or ſeriouſly be talking, nor diſcerne His diſtant contumacious; yet we learne That God is omni-preſent, has his way Even in the while-wind, in the furious ſea; In even the tougheſt conſcience: and how ſure A Jonas in the cradle of ſecure Apoſtacy be lull'd, though even his bed Of the moſt curious thiſtle-down be made, Or that of ſilver Swans; yet if the faire Tindaridè, ſhall with a civill war Imbroyle the ſhrouds; and This kind of blaze skipping by night amōg the tackling, is in French Furolè; comming ſingle, i • was thought to be caſtor, and a dangerous Omen; when double, caſtor and Pollux, badge of Saint Pauls ſhip. Acts 28. 11. and very auſpicious▪ if there ſallied a third light, this was held to be Hellen, as fatall as ever, and prognoſticating extremity of weather; the firſt two are now named S. Nicholas and S. Hermes. Hellen chaſing thence Her brothers of beningner influence, Vnkennels al the winter winds, and billowes; Mauger the ſofteſt lullabies, and pillowes, He wakes; and finds his cradle now at laſt, Far worſe then that, upon the topling maſt.

THE Hedge-hog combatant, preſented, and applyed. WHen I ſurvay (poore wretch) thy ſeverall ſoes,Though he be in his round poſture, and with all his Pipes charged; yet (as Topſall relates it) The Fox finding ſome little acceſle about his face, licks him there, till with the flatterie he opens himſelfe, and then ſe • ſes him. Me thinkes it does pathetic'ly diſcloſe Mine owne Militia; for with open Mart, As man purſues thee, as the Fox with Art, Allayes thy martiall furie, falſly licks Thy life away; and Serpent alſo ſeeks It as implacably: Loe thus conſpire Both Ammon, Ameleck, and thoſe of Tyre. The world, the Fleſh, and that prodigous great Red Dragon, with his tayle that can defeat The very Stars; ſo theſe I ſay concurre To ſlay my ſilly ſoule: were it a warre, Though with ſome ſuch as hungry Lyons wage, And evening Wolves, or all whoſe Quivers rage Like open Sepulchers; there might be yet Some hope perhaps, ſome little planke to ſet Me ſafe even after ſhipwrack: But to grapple, And interſhock am I with him, whoſe apple Defeated Eve her ſelfe; I daily cope With many a horrid ſquadron, many a troope Of fierce and fiery Darts, that charge me home, And often through: Alas wretch that I am! Where ſhall I ſeeke for ſuccour? who can ſtave This roaring rabble off? ô helpe, and ſave, Thou God of Battailes; elſe am I but built Upon the ſillie ſand, but water ſpilt.

Of Drunkenneſſe. AS Willoughs noted ſo for tipling Trees, Are barren, and but badges of diſgrace; As Fennes and Marſhes, yeeld but nipping flyes, But venemous fogges, and reptil's, bad and baſe: Loe thus the boundleſſe Independent ſhot, Begets as ſundry formes, and oft as vile; As Phaebus does, when with embraces hot, He beds the moiſt ſalacious mud of Nyle. It changes ſome to Struthions, and as thoſe Forget their egges, their actions ſo doe theſe; Demanding when they wake, how came the blowes, What have we done, they ſhould our weapons ſeiſe? Some men it does to mimick anticks foole; Change ſome to ſubtle Foxes, that imploy Their cups as Crucibles, wherein to boyle, To ſublimate a skill, to coſen by. Some for obſtreperous Geeſe it does deſigne. Fills ſome with ſuch Salt-Peter, that diſputing Of but ſome haire, or Mathematicke line, They take immediate fire, with bloud confuting. Some to ſuch honey-ſuckles ſweet it turnes, With often vowes, that about every wight They twine themſelves. And ſome with luſt ſo burns, They deeme each dirtie cloud, a I • uo bright. Nay, yet againe, and further, ſome it fuddles, To ſenceleſſe Conduits, onely fit to piſſe, And to bee piſs'd againſt: To Monſters, puddles, And Statues many, quadrat but for this. Loe, Pythagore; loe here the tranſmigration, Thou might'ſt have dreamt of, for with brutiſh ſoules It thus imbroyles us: Oakes of moſt elation, With many blowes fall; Reaſon ſo with bowles. Up then yee baſe Borachioes, call exceſſe, But an inſideous Circè, but preſaging A brutiſh transformation, even no leſſe Then in the ſoule it ſelfe, and thus engaging Her everlaſting bliſſe: Up keep a dyot; Does ought kill ſoule and body both? yes, ryot.

The Widdowes Warning. BE wiſe, and take no churliſh Clowne, Nor blend with flocks, thy Thiſtle-down Chuſe not for out-ſide, ſhun each lover But golden Ludgate-like, in cover. The Ruffin that can ſweare and ſwell, And covenant with death and hell, Preferre not: nor the Fox that preyes In covert, and in broken wayes. Chuſe not for wealth, where other things But paſſant are; yet this has wings. Nor any peece of Bombaſte chuſe, That with his Place, and Title ſues; Taking herein the greater care, Becauſe they now are chapmans ware. Take not a Husband by report; Examine firſt his head, his heart, His Conſcience, pierce him to the Lees; Marke how each joynt of his agrees, And jumps with thine; for if they vary, The Prieſt that does your bodies marry, But glewes a Potſheard. In a word, If thou canſt marrow with a Bird Of thine owne feather, one whoſe wars Spirituall be, whoſe aime is ſtars; Whoſe neatly timber'd limbes are lin'd, With as polite, as rich a mind: This is the wight, and haſte thee Iane, To yeeld him back his Rib againe.

An Epitaph of Mris Prudence Meredith, a good ſoule, in a defective body. IN an uneaſie roome her ſoule was pent, And had (while heere) a hard impriſonment Within the Body; nor could Prudens, but Rejoyce to leave her little crumpled knot Of fleſh and bloud, that narrow jayle of hers; For ſuch a relaxation, as inferrs Likewiſe at laſt, another kind of new Spirituall Body, beautified with trew, With precious Liniaments; and of privation, Of hunger, ſickneſſe, death, and mutulation Impaſſible; I ſay ſhe could not chooſe In faith and reaſon, but avouch her wooes Now at an end; But chearely leave her breath; And thus had Meredith, a merry death.

A farewell to the Wars. DIſloyall fleſh and bloud, how has the Sun Both his direct, and oblique hitching courſe, Full often through the heavenly girdle run, Since our ſo plighted love, that nought could force, Or puzzle it; and doſt thou now deceive me? Now at the Qu, the clinke of honour leave me? Our Mars, in ruſt and darkneſſe lately ſhut, Yet now upon the glorious wings of Fame, Pitches his Tent; Our braveſt ſpirits, put Now for the Goale of honour; to be lame And craſie now, while medalls, double payes, Victorious Belts, and Crowns, ſhall others rayſe, Is this the troth of friends? but then againe, What chimicall extraction, reach of Art, May limit nature? and with ſuch a traine Of weaknings, does our age it ſelfe impart; Such Pal • ies, Cramps, Ciaticks, and Catars, It baffles action, wars even with the wars. Submit we then, the Moon her empty lap Againe enlightens, and our Winter trees Have yet another riſing of the ſap; But man when once declining, by degrees, By peece-meale dru • ken, droop, and dwindle muſt, Till he be crumbled to his fatall duſt. The firſt tooth that he drawes, denounces him For paſt his beſt, and not a ſinew ſtrain'd, Or ligament, or humour out of trim, But ſo produces age; that laſtly main'd In all his ſtructure, warping in his tyes, And ſeverall nailes, he druckens hence, and dyes. Submit we then I ſay, the Corſlet quitting, For a retir'd Sedentary courſe: Now not the Pike, the Pen is rather fitting; This alludes to the French Proverbe, Quiter le plume pur dor • ir ſur le dure. The feathers, not the ground; you brood of Mars On ſtill & thrive, while thus the mouldering ſtayers Of age, adviſe and lead me to my prayers.

FINIS.

OF PRAYER THE moſt pathetick richeſt language, choſen To hang in eares of Emperours, and Kings, Is but a tinkling Cymball; does but coſen The fancy for a while, and then has wings: Prayer heaped up, and over does reply, When other words, but drop, and droop, and dye: All other words retayle but Saffron ware, Are of an impotent, a clamorous ſound; But doe-littles, but petty Chapmen are, And Petty-foggers: Whereas Prayer is found The Staple-Merchant, proſecuting even A Trade in groſſe, by whole-ſale, and for heaven. 'Tis of ſuch efficac'e, and with ſuch ſtore Of Sacred pertinacy wraſtles ſo, Like zealous Iacob, that it gives not o're, But being bleſt; without it lets not goe: Prayer faith, faith Chriſt, Chriſt heaven to us demiſes, And thus the Climax of our joyes ariſes. Prayer forces all the peremptory chaines Of nature, all her gates, how Marble hard; Can raiſe the dead, make Iron ſwimme, detaines The Sun himſelfe: and like a Gyant cheer'd With Wine, though preſſing on; has made him ſtay, A never knowne before, a double day. Who then will happy live, and bleſt expire, Both ſoule, and body, Temple-like imployes; His Altar is his Heart, his Zeale the Fire; His Soule the Prieſt, and Prayer the Sacrifice: Nor is it Bullocks having hornes and hooves; But calvelings of the Lips, that God approves. Up therefore Reader, let thy ſpirit feaſt It ſelfe with often Prayer; ſubmiſſely fall, And like a Dauiel, thrice a day at leaſt, Thus ſate thy ſoule; or rather like a Paul, Be praying alwayes; 'tis celeſtiall meat: Up therefore Reader, therefore up and eate.

ANOTHER. LOoke as a Beggar by the high-wayes ſide, Some little childe does in her boſome take, Hoping though ſhe her ſelfe may be deny'd, Yet to get ſomething for the Infants ſake; And as Themiſtocles, when having done Admetus much diſpleaſure, many harmes; Sought not for grace, but having firſt his Son, His onely Son, infolded in his armes: So when thou prayeſt, bring but thy Jeſus by thee, This Babe, this Son; & God will nere deny thee.

PARERGON. AND now my little Book, my little Birth, I know not how thou cam'ſt into my womb; Some other agent ſurely brought thee forth, Between thy knees; or elſe thy (* Or the Secundine, wherin the childe is wrapt while in the wombe. Shilo) ſome A kind of Sepulchral ſtone, in ſhort time conſuming the body incloſed. Sartophagus had turn'd, and to thy tombe. If ought within thee, be reputed worth The name of ſquare; yet I am but a This differs from a ſquare by having the angles of it indirect: when the ſide angles are leſſe extended than the reſt, and ſtill ſhorte • , 'tis a fulfil, or ſplindle. Rhombe, But a poore fuſill; and muſt waive the Bayes: Giving to Heaven; to God alone the praiſe. G. T. FINIS.