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Whil'st I do looke about, below, on high, Though some whose greatnesse thousands had ora Still clouds of people do confine mine eye.


So that their fame (trac'd by amazement) Ayes, Oft thousands were in populous squadrons set, Are here scarce mark'd, till for confusion shown, Whilst haughty monarchs others' empires sought, When all their deeds the Heaven's great Censor But nor men now, mure nations last are met,

tryes; Who once in all, but differ then in nought,

Yet others are then earst made better known, No severall customes, usuall censures get,

Who wbil'st alive deluded credulous eyes, As when some civile, some are barbarous thought,

And seem'd in show, as angels once of light, No garments mark'd, nor signe of hand, nor head': But are the children of eternall night. All naked judg'd, as they at first were made.

Worst at that time, these trembling troupes endure, What store of tongues oft hungry eares have fed? Who know, yet not performe tbeir master's will, Since men from one, did more at Babel take, Though judgements threaten, promises aliure, And these (licentious) many bastards bred,

To follow what is good, and flye from ill, Which (mixt like mules) did strange conjunctions Whose senses false against their soules conjure, make;

That sprituall power which God inspires to kill: But now at last all by one language led,

Who doe neglect, I, and despise that grace, (Confusion's curse remov’d) as first turne backe,

Which even with angels purchase might a place. At least the judge none to interpret needs, No heart from him hides thoughts, the tongue lesse With high disdaine of soules the soveraigne mov'd, deeds.

A kindled count’nance, flames forth terrour then,

At them who seem'd religion to have lord, The spatious world at first could scarce containe Vile hypocrites, curst excrements of men, Them whom one age by common course brought And their vast hearts (the cosening maske remord) forth,

Show each thing that they thought, both where, Though both by sea and land more ground to gaine, and when : With colouies disper'st, east, west, south, north, Till much to wonder, godly men are brought, Who all their wits for wayes to live did strayne, Who mark them monsters, whom they saints bad Yet, dreaming glory, vaunted showes of worth:

thought. Th’ Earth whil'st her entrails every one did teare, Was forc'd to bury whom she could not beare. That troupe on Sathan's coat God's badge which

beares, Death walkes so slowly with his sleepy pace,

Who hatching mischiefe, holinesse pretend, (Though last not look'd for oft times he arrive)

With whoorish sighs, and with adulterous teares, That even to baste man's never resting race,

Their actions all to court opinion tend ; Both warre and sicknesse violently strive;

Weigh'd words, school'd looks, squar'd steps, fain'd What Nature's selfe would bound in little space,

griefes, and fears, Art to precipitate doth meanes contrive:

As others' earst betray themselves in end: Else th' Earth surcharg'd would starve her purslings

“All judgements then from errour's maze redeemid, soon,

Do see things as they were, not as they seem'd.” Too populous mankinde by it selfe undone.

Can any minde conceive their great distresse, But loe all these who had beene guests below, Who (wbil'st ambition at vaine ends doth ayme) Since first an angell Eden came to guard,

As wit rul'd all, or that all went by guesse, This huge assembly join'd in one, doth show,

So for their course a faction strong to frame, From whence none can escape, nor can be spar'd, Have no religion, any do professe, Yet now no ground, no, not no grave they owe,

A lump of wax, a show, an idle name; No strife for marches, lands alike are shard:

They then shall finde though once not trusting it, None for old claimes then doth another cite, Slight craft but folly, simple goodnesse wit. But even of them all memory would quite.

Some (too secure) do ballance justice light, No kinsman, friend, nor old acquaintance here, And some with dreames (whil'st desp’rate) mercies Though long disjoyn'd, and soone perchance to part, range, Doe meet as men by mutuall duties deare, But such dissemblers mounting mischiefe's height, With pleasant count'nance, and affecting heart; Then both these two bred blasphemie more strange: That fatall doome to be pronounc'd so deere, They mock God's wisedome, providence, and might, (Which joy or griefe for ever must impart) As who not knows, not cares, or may not venge:With racking cares doth so distract the minde, Christ of the worst the worst sort to define, That then no other thought a place can finde. Their portion did with hypocrites assigue. No tyrant here (attended by his thralles)

As colours (when compard) best knowne appeare, Doth terrour give, no, but doth it receive,

The truth of all exactly to disclose, And now imperiously no master calls,

So some may make (when they are matched here) A humble servant, nor a fawning slave,

On more sure grounds the judgement to repose : That height of minde a present feare appalles, We see God doth (that things may be made cleare) And breakes that swelling which made many rave: To persons persons, sinne to sinne oppose, (gree, Though now great difference be of mortals made, That crimes found monstrous though of lesse de "* All shall meet equals, but must first be dead." May make the more abhominable be,


That queene whose name Heaven's register still His scholar next for vertue's treasure lov'd, beares,

By all the world divine was justly call'd: What king they had the Hebrews so to teach, Whilst nought by faith, by nature too much mov'd, Who came from farre (neglecting vulgar feares) The third (his master who all Asia thralld) A mortal's sight, and temporall ends to reach, Who thought of God, much said, but little prov'd, And as most happy envy did their eares,

For all his knowledge, said as quite appallid, Who might enjoy the treasures of his speech, With paine he ranne, with doubt did end his race, She (whil'st wit's wonders did her minde amaze) Then did the thing of things entreat for grace. . Damn'd liberall fame as niggard of his praise.

By speculation of a pregnant minde, She may that day be parallell’d with some, With Nature wrestling, though by her ore-throwne, When humaniz'd our Saviour did remaine,

Those did of force by dumbe perswasions finde Who one (more great then Solomon) at home, A power supreame, by speaking works oft showne ; Not sought, not heard, but did when found disdaine: Whom they (though thus in time and state borne What monstrous madnesse did their minds ore- blinde)

Did seek not callid, did reverence though not knowpe: Who had, like swine, such pearles expos’d in vaine? Not seeking Heaven, the way to it they trac'd, An Ethnicke thus may damne the Hebrews then, And (faithlesse trusting) what not reach'd, embrac'd. A stranger natives, and a woman men,

May not such men damne many thousands now, Wo to Bethsaida, and Corazin burst,

Who fall confounded in so great a light? Whom Tyrus straight, and Sidon may appall ;

Though learn'd in all which reason coth allow, They (had they seene thy sights no more accurst) They have God's will, Heaven's way, directed right, In dust with sackcloth had lamented all;

Yet worse then these that to base idols bow, And Capernaum, who mock mercy durst,

What grip't not feele, not see what is in sight, Though high as Heaven, low downe to Hell shall fall: But atheists vile abhominable die, That which thou saw'st bad filthy Sodom seene, Whose hearts, whose deeds the Deity do deny.. It long a city crown'd with bayes had beene.

These excrements of th’ Earth, the Heaven's refuse, That stately towne whence fame at first did sound, Of mankinde monsters, Nature's utter staine, Whose greatnesse once all nations did admire, Who do religion as a garment use, When her the Lord had threatned to confound,

And think both Heaven and Hell names which som Straight prostrated to pacifie his ire,

faine, All (wrapt in sackcloth) grovelings on the ground, when they finde (who now of this doth muse?) Who humbled soone a pardon did acquire. A court, a iudge, a devill, a place of paine; She may condemne a number of this age,

Since neither faith, nor arguments could move, Who, when rebuk'd for sinne, not grieve but rage. The demonstration terrible shall prove.

Those who of old witbout the law did live,

The soules of such impiety more spoils, And to themselves a law) lov'd good, loath'd ill; Then following idols Laban who did stray; May for more blisse, at least lesse torment strive, Then fugitives who (fled from sundry soils) With those who had it, yet contemn'd it still: Their gods as goods did beare with them away; For them fraile glory, or plaine good, did drive, Then that sackt towne whose foe (to mock their Where these a hop'd reward, paine fear'd, knowne foils) will:

Said, “ Let their angry gods with them still stay:" Then muse some of the Gentile's deeds burst forth, Such superstitions, atheists are prophane, Till Christians blush who come behinde in worth. They grant no God, and these too many faine.

Though God, nor what he crav'd was then not The idol's prelats who long earnest stood, knowne,

Bath'd th' earth with teares, did th' aire with sighs Yet of religion a degener'd seed,

condense; Industrious Nature in each heart had sowen, Aud call'd on Baal all deform'd with blood, Which fruits (though wilde) did in abundance breed, As like their idols having lost all sense : And their great zeale which was to idols showen, They may upbraid a troupe of Levie's brood, Shall damne their coldnesse who the scriptures Who (wanting zeale) with ought but paines dise reade:

pense : They left, did stray, who call’d were, truth neglect, Then whil'st (though vow'd to Heaven) they Earth These foolish are, they wicked in effect.

embrace :

But for meere forme do coldly use their place.
Learn’d Athen's glory, wisedome-lovers light,
Did utter things which angels tongues might deck, You who of God the will reveal'd neglect,
Though sure to scapo God's scourge, each creature's And do his law not labour to fulfill,

Mark how the Ethnicks idols did affcct,
Yet, he would vice (loath'd for it selfe) reject, In dangerous times depending on their will,
And as his dæmon did direct him right;

And did of them the answers much respect,
Last, when accus'd, a martyr in effect,

Though ænigmatick, and ambiguous still. Life's race well runne, glad innocent to dye, In th’ end whose fraud, or ignorance appear’d, Did (idols damn'd) all Gods (save one) deny. Which save th' events no commentary clear'd.

What trust from men had that horn'd devill procurd, For Pbrigian warre the Grecian generall bent,
Whose oracle (renown'd through many lands) By windes adverse whil'st stay'd on Aulis' cost,
By labour huge, paine, heat, and thirst endurd, (As his advice the rigorous augur lent)
Made many haunt his solitary sands,

To expiate his crime, and free the host,
And ere his harme by him could be procurd, He (in a sacrifice) before he went,
Did quite confound Cambyses and bis bands; To get a whore his virgin-daughter lost,
Whom he ador'd who that king's kingdome reft, And did (in show) as much to scape a storme,
Whom Cato scorn'd, and unconsulted left. As Abraham aym'd or Ipthee did performe.
Who bath not heard by fame strange tales oft told, No man can think, and not for horrour start,
Of him to whom at Delphos troups did throng, What sacrifice some barbarous Indians us'd,
Who finely could æquivocate of old,

Whil'st oft of men bow'd back on stones by art, Abhomination of all nations long,

(A meanes to bend the breast, and belly chus'd) Whom to accuse the Lydian king was bold The smoking entrails, and the panting beart, As false, ingrate, and having done him wrong: They in their zeale most barbarously abus'd. Though he them all deceiv'd who him ador'd, Whose ugly priest his lord resembled right, Yet was his temple with rich treasures stor'd. In colour, forme, and minde, a monstrous sight. To smooth those mindes which were of light depriv'd, Religion's reverence when in soules infus'd, Them through all parts who (still triumphing) went, (Though with false grounds) doth absolutely sway, (Whilst Hell's black hosts to guard the altars Rome's second king for this a nymphe's name us'd, striv'd)

[and rent, And Africk's victor oft alone did stay; Storms, thunders, earth-quakes, swallow'd, bruis'd Long with his bind Sertorius troups abus'd, And them (as theirs) to Stygian darknesse driv'd, And Mahomet his Dove did trust betray: Who good design'd, but of an ill intent:

Where shows prepost'rous did prevaile so much, “ Thus sacriledge is plagu'd as worst of evils, What would the truth reveal'd have done with such? Let none rob churches, though they be the Devil's."

That for bis glory which God did direct, Not onely these two celebrated be, [gave, Who do deny, abstract, or who impaires, To whom strange shapes, and names, as soils, they And his adopted day (prophane) neglect, (theirs, But from a number what Heaven did decree, Who made all dayes, wrought six, and numbers The simple people credulous did crave:

Then unto them he justly may object, Who did not trust the Dodonæan tree,

How Gentiles long with superstitious cares And how that Apis food did take, or leave ? Their idols' feasts solemnly did observe, Though Plutoe's name no oracle would chuse, And though in forme, not in intent did swerve. Till at Christ's birth all fail'd, he all did use.

What thousands did to love's Olympicks throng, The famous Sibylls (admirable thought)

Which (kept precisely) time's great count did found; By times and places which distinguish'd were, The Pythian sports their patron prais'd as strong, Of which one's books twice scorn'd, thrice valu'd, Who the great serpent, did a lesse confound : Rome strictly kept with a religious care. [bought, Old Saturn (Sathan) he was honour'd long, From which her fates she long with reverence sought, where slaves like lords, both did like beasts abound; As all charactred mystically there.

His feast was grac'd by mutuall gifts and gaines, The great regard wbich to their books was borne, Who had two faces, and so many names. May justly damne them who the Scriptures scorne.

The Isthmian playes which Theseus first began, These sonnes of Rechab who did wine contemne,

To honour Neptune numbers did afford; So to obey their earthly father still,

In naked troups the Lupercalianes ranne If that obedience (eminent in them)

With leathern thongs for beating others stor'd; Check'd who despis'd their sprituall parent's will; With mysteries wbich commons could not scanne, May not they once the stubbornnesse condemne, (For Dis a dowry) Ceres was ador'd, of carelesse Christians prone to nought save ill? And Rome's good goddesse, author of much ill, Who not like them fraile pleasures du forbeare, Though Clodius was disclos'd, did cloake such still. But even Christ's easie yoke do irke to beare? They who did trust all that which was divin'd,

With old Silenus staggering in a trance, By raving augures drunk with sacred boules,

For Thebes great drunkard feasts they did decree, Each circumstance commenting to their minde,

Whil'st first a victor, then a god by chance, Of eatings, entrails, cryes, and fights of fowls :

His fierie breeding never quench'd could be ; Ecclipses, thundrings, meteors of each kinde,

Troups of all sorts transported in a dance, As sure presages thought, poore simple soules,

At his strange orgies howling went to see. Their testimony may a number grieve,

With ivie darts of women madding still, Who what great prophets told would not beleeve.

One her own sonne, a band did Clio's kill. Some Gentiles once whose knowledge was not cleare, You who with slack desires not hot, nor cold, Who to religion blindly did aspire, [deäre, Fach sacred thought when scarce conceiv'd do kill, By treasures, toils, and what they thought most Maik them who were to their owne fancies sold, Of idols sought to pacifie the ire:

How that their zeale (though blinde) was fervent And lesse then naturall, heavenly to appeare, Whose altars, feasts, and oracles of old, (still: Did offer up their children in the fire:

They reverenc'd more then you the great God's will. Thus as we should (though in the ground they err'd) Their augurs they observ'd with much respect, What they thought God to all things they preferr’d. You prophets and evangelists neglect.

With works of worth (good in a high degree) Though this strict course which parents thus did Some infidels did such perfections show,

take, That by our best they hardly match'd can be, To grace their charge, did but from rigour flow, Whilst we admire their strength, our weaknesse All (though they may not spoile, what God doth know,

make) And if my Maker's will not govern'd me

May boldly use what they so much doe owe; To aske no reason where I reverence ow

Some Ethnickes' children, if we doe looke backe, Oft would I grieve, and even strange thoughts em- By piety did admirable grow: brace,

“ And onely then when just affections shine, That such good natures should have had no grace. By being naturall, men doe prove divine.”

These Persian kings whom prophets' pennes re- Rude Corialanus, (high disdaine conceiv'd) nowne,

Wrong'd by a part of Rome, reveng'd on all, What Ashur took did to God's flock restore, When left by friends, by foes with joy receiv'd, And edicts made to build their church, and towne, He made them quake who did the world appall; Both rendring theirs, and aiding them with more, And when no hope was how they might be sav'd, Of them two brothers (striving for the crowne) “ (Loe, uought save kindenesse can make courage With mutuall gifts kept kindnesse as before,

thrally" Yea, he who raign'd, the other grac't, and rais'd; His mother's teares to melt his rigour serv'd, A rare example, never match’d, oft prais'd. Who lost himselfe that his might be preserv'd.

Straight when one nam’d a message from the lord, The weaker sexe, to piety more prone,
The wicked Eglon rose, (all pride supprest) By rare examples, oft have beene renown'd,
Aud (as he dream'd) with sacred robes decor'd, When many murthers were bewail'd by none,
When Greeks' great monarch saw the lews' great an isle's whole men in bloud by women drown'd,

The aged Thoas (stolne out from his throne)
Their God (ere knowne) with reverence he ador'd, His daughter sav'd, though next him to be crown'd,
And (as they crav’d) did leave their realme in Whose lord (though milde) one cruell did ac-
rest :

quire, Such kings who God and his did thus respect, Who kili'd her children, where she sav'd her sire. May damne who God do know, yet him neglect.

Where all were ill, that lady onely good, Who parents' honour more then Gentiles sought? Who though she had (of worth what wonders rife?) All Sparta's youth to reverence th' ancients us'd; Incestuous parents, brothers stain'd with bloud, That so his syre from bondage might be brought, Time, state, sexe, race, oppos’d, with all at strife, The gallant Cimon fetters not refus'd;

Blinde father led, griev'd mother's comfort stood, These two by Solon who were happy thought, Her brothers' funerals urg'd with ventred life: Did draw their mother's coach as horses chus'd : In Thebes she altars more deserv'd to have, Though (as was promis’d) not long life to try, Then one to wine, to lust another slave. They in the temple (well employ'd) did dye.

The Heaven's great monarch with such favour fram'd More of their children Romans did exact,

His law to nature, nature to his law, Then God commands, or nature doth admit ; That even in parts where he was never nam'd, He from himselfe whom freedome did distract, At least his precepts where they never saw, Did (his two sonnes accus'd) in judgement sit ; To bragge of good, of evill to be asham'd, (Vnhappy be who ever prais'd the fact)

A borne instinct, depth in each brest did draw: And them to death austerely did commit:

As some from vice strict statutes did restraine, This, as their crime, Rome's state, his credit urg'd, Some freely vertuous, did great glory gaine. By some of force, best by himselfe was purg'd.

Those two brave princes first for worth and place, That valorous youth who strict command receiv'd, The glory of the Greeke and Persian states, (His father absent) for no fight to presse,

And of Rome's brood, the best for warre, or peace, By courage flatter'd, and by th' enemies brav'd, Who (Carthage conquering) stablish'd floting fates, That for a battall did himselfe addresse;

Those three (at fortune's height, whom youth did His syre return'd, would no way bave him sav'd,

grace,) But since his will, warre's right, he durst trans- Had captives noble, gallant, fayre, great baits: gresse,

Yet them not wrong'd, though won, and from thei Both as a victor, and a rebell made,

foes, Caus'd first to crowne, and then strike off his head. But sav'd their honour, and asswag'd their woes.

Thus (whil'st admir'd). Rome's liberties first lampe, That hunter stout, the forc'd Amazon's sonne,
And her sterne captaine, daunting nature farre, Though tempted oft hy most unlawfull lust,
Th’ one in the towne, the other in the campe, He not by threatnings, nor allurements wonne,
Left rare examples both for peace and warre, Liv'd godlesse, godly, where no law was, just,
Which eminent in every minde did stampe Yet one (bul's sister right) enraged runne,
The reverence due to them that rulers are ; To worke his death, abus'd his father's trust :
“Too fond on fame, or in their course sincere, Till him fierce horses, rent, not tainted still,
Good citizens, but fathers too severe.

A martyr's image for not doing ill.


He who was sav'd when lost, and lost when say'd, Of sinnes discharg'd, thoagh theft the least would Who did his father kill, and mother wed,

seeme, Was still (thoughts pure) not guilty, but deceiv'd, Not against God, but men, scarce that indeed, For, when he knew where errour had him led, Not life, nor honour, what they may redeeme, (His eyes pull'd out, no comfort more receiv'd,) Perchance superfluous, and another's need, A greater griefe repentance never bred :

Yet then to kill, score parents, lust, blaspheme, As kings from law, free (as unknowne) from shame, This both more danger and disgrace doth breed: Yet (his owne iudge) he no excuse would frame. Ah, earthly drosse the greatest care imparts!

Theeves, but men's goods, their goods doe steale That powerfull speaker, who did Lais leave,

their hearts. And scoru'd to buy remorse at such a rate, Last may to plead against those Christians crave,

Some Etbnickes were so farre from robbing ought, Sold to their owne, and others' Iusts of late,

Or coveting what was another's right, In sinne's exchange, who filthy traffique bave,

That wbat they had by birth, by gift, or bought, (Save what she gave, they sell) vile Sodome's mate: But those are worse, by an imposed price,

They spar'd to spend for pleasure as they might. Who farme God's statutes, and doe value vice,

But (whilst their lives were vertue's mirrours

thought) As onely iewell which doth it array,

They by rare temperance reach'd perfections height: Shame's crimson ensignes, beautie's credit save;

Whilst bodie's needs,minde's treasures they pursu'd, The vestall virgins who from fame did stray,

They first themselves, and then the world subdu'd. (Straight buried quicke) to thousands terrour gave; These who still pure, in their first state did stay, That famous Thales, one of seven, thought wise, Were carried, crown'd, in triumph to the grave: The golden badge who each to other gave, Then valour, shamefastnesse more praise deserves, when some him scom'd, who riches did despise, That doth force others, this it selfe preserves.

As what himselfe not able was to have,

His pregnant sprite new traffique did devise, That second sexe, if as the first, as free,

Which (when enrich'd) he straight, as loath'd, did To burst out all which bashfull thoughts restraine,

leave: For continency in a high degree,

To show good wits, might such things quickly gaine, The Gentiles' scroules a number would containe; But should their strength for greater treasures But women all in this unhappy be, [gaine, straine. None knowes, save one, what praise they sometime Who, with his vice, their vertue keepes unknowne, That city sack't, whereas his wealth was thought, And onely they get fame when quite orethrowne. Then Crosus, or then Crassus richer he,

Who said, when ask'd if he were rob'd of ought,
If scaping Tarquin, Lucrece quite obscure,
Would have conceald the foule attempt for shame, of fortunes some, of minde, he could rob nought,

By one who purpos'd it restor'd should be,
And, lath more harme or scandall to procure,
Had had (if chast) for chastity no fame,

My treasure where I goe is still with me:
But when deflowr'd to prove her selfe still pure.

Such goods indeed divine should wit bewitch, So to prevent an ignominious name :

Which (th' owners not more poore) make others

rich. Șteele onely help'd, shame gave the wound indeed, The modest matron did but blush, not bleed.

The world's great conquerour, conquer'd did reWhat women bave their mates more dearely lov'd, By him who was within his tub retird, (maine, Then she whose death redeem'd Admetus' life? Since holding nought of him, as in disdaine, Then she whose part the burning embers prov'd;

To let the Sunne shine free, who him requir'd; Then pale Paulina, in a generous strife?

Whil'st those about scarce could their wrath reThen she (high courage by affection mov'd)

straine, Who said, (when having try'd the fatall kuife)

The king cry'd out, as who his course admir'd: “Hare, have, deare Pætus, this gives me no paine,

“ If Alexander not, this so moves me, But when thou wound'st thy selfe, then am I slaine?" That I, no doubt, Diogenes would be." What course for chastnesse can more glory claiine, This show'd the greatnesse of that monarch's minde; Then thralld Virginia's, virgin still to stand, On honour's altar, offred up to fame,

They must be all philosophers or kings, Forc'd for affection, by the father's hand,

Who would the world to serve their humour binde, Who chus'd no childe to have, ere one with shame,

So to contemne, or to command all things; As courage, rage, and vertue did command :

As few the one, all may the other finde, Syre, lover, luster, childe, whose part was chiefe,

And what first had the most contentment brings: For kindenesse, madnesse, high disdaine, and griefe? The one yeelds glory, and the other ease.

Great conquests trouble, where contempt may please, The Gentiles' mindes with lofty fancies great, Though violent, and subject oft to change, Who Greece did grace, the best man whom she bred, They did encroach by strength on every state, To worke his friend's content, his enemie's harmes, Whil'st bent for conquest, glory, or revenge, Who made the Thebans of their neighbours dread, Yet loath'd they gaines, which grew by base deceit, By active studies, philosophicke armes,, With Spartans onely stealing was not strange: Who left for children, conquests wbere he led, But, though too sharpe their youth ore-look'd a And dy'd victorious, compast with alarmes : space,

He was though still in charge, and honoured most, All when surpris'd, were punish'd with disgrace. (As poore) when dead entomb'd at common cost.

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