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Y Anditur Inferni limen, patet. intima Ditis ae Ianua, concilium magnum ¿$tygió(q; Quirites = Accitos, Rex ipfe nigrai@ßelletralia cogit. Olli conveniunt, volitant umbrofa per auras

i Numina, Tartareóq; tumet domus alta Senatu, Confidunt, numeróq; omnes fubfellia jufto

( Concilium horrendum) infternunt , caufámq; fluendi Intenti expectant : folio tum Lucifer alto |Infurgens, dictis umbras accendit amaris, |Manéíq; increpitans cunétantes ; Cernitis, inquit, |( Coelo infenfa cohors, exofa, expulfaq; coelo )

| Cernitis, ut fuperas mulcet Pax aurea gentes?

| Bella filent, filet injectis opprefla catenis

| Inque Erebum fruftra è terris redit exul Erinnys.

| Divino interea refonant Sacraria verbo,

| Indomitus poffeffa tenet fuggefta Minifter,

| Et vi&us, victórq: novos vocat impiger hoftes:

Et nunc ille minis ftimulans, nunc læta reponens,

| Scité animos fleétit monitis, & corda remulcet, Quin etiam fandti vulgata Scientia Scripti

| Invexit fuperos terris, & luce corufcä

| Diffolvit tenebras, noctémq; excuffit inertem.

| Crefcit in immenfum Pietas, finéfque recufat

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a PA | P Locvsta, vel Relligionis amor: fugit Ignorantia, lucis Impatiens, fugit Impietas, artüfque pudendos Nuda Superftitio , & nunquam non devius Error, Vim patitur, gaudétq; trahi coelefte rapíque Imperium: quin & gentes emenfa fupremas, - Virginiam (noftras, Vinbra, tot fecula fedes) Aggreditur, mox Cocytum, Sty giafque paludes Tranabit, vix hunc nobis Acheronta relinquet. Nos contra immemori per tuta filentia fomno Sternimur interea, & media jam luce fupini Stertentes, feftam trahimus, pia turba, quietem. Qudd fi animos fine honore acti fine fine laboris Penitet, & proni imperii regníque labantis Nil miferet , pofitislagris , oditfque remiffis -` Oramus veniam 4 S, extras prebemus inermes, Forsalle audacis FAR, & jute immemor ire, Placatus, facilííq; manus & fcedera junger. s Fors folito lapfos ( peccati oblitus ) honori Reftituet, ccelum nobis foliúmq; relinquet. ^| At me nulla dies animi, coeptíque prioris Diffimilem arguerit + quin nunc refcindere ccelum, Et conjurato viétricem milite pacem Rumpete, ferventígs juvat mifcere tumultu. Quo tanti cecidere animi ? Quo priftina virtus Ceffit, in zternam qua mecum irrumpere lucem y | Tentäftis, trepidúmg; armis perfringere coelum? fi Nunc veró indecores felicia poni:is arma , Et toties victo imbelles conceditis hofti, Per vos, pet domitas coelefti fulmine vires, Indomitámq; odium, projecta refumite telas Dum fas, dum breve tempus adeft, accendite pugnas, Reftaurate acies , fratümg; reponite Martem. Ni facitis, mox foli, & ( quod magis urit.) inulti | ¿Eternúm ( heu ) vacuo flammis cruciabimur antro, J

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Ille quidem nullà, heu, nullà violabilis arte,

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PIETAS LESVITICA.

Securum fine fine tenet, fine milite regnum ;

A nullo patitur, nullo violatur ab hofte : Compatitur tamen, inque fuis violabile membris Corpus habet : nunc ô totis confurgite telis,

Quà patet ad vulnus nudum fine tegmine corpus, Imprimite ultrices, penetti{que recendite flammas. Accelerat funefta dies, jam limine tempus

Infiftit, cùm nexa ipfo cum vertice membra Naturam induerint cceleftem, ubi gloria votum; Atque animum fplendor fuperent, ubi gaudia damno Crefcant, delicizque modum, finémque recufent, At nos fupplicio zterno, Stygiifque catenis Comprefli, fammis & vivo fulphure tecti Perpetuas duro folvemus carcere pcenas. .

Hic anima, extremos jam tum perpeffa dolores, Majores femper metuit, queritúrque remotam, Quam toto admifit prefentem pectore, mortem; Oráque cxruleas perreptans flamma medullas Torquet anhela fiti, fibráfque atque ilia lambit. Mors vivit, moritürque inter mala mille fuperftes Vita, vicéfque ipsá cum morte, $ nomina mutat. Cim verd nullum moriendi confcia finem à Mens reputat, cùm mille annis mille addidit annos, Preteritúmque nihil venturo detrahit vum,

Mox etiam ftellas, etiam fuperaddit arenas, Iámque etiam ftellas, etiam numeravit arenas; Poena tamen damno crefcit, per flagra per ignes, Per quicquid miferum eft, praceps ruit, anxia lentam Provccat infelix mortem; fi forté relabi

Pofft, & in nihilum rurfus difperfa refolvi.

¿quemus meritis poenas, atque ultima paffis

Plura tamen magnis exactor debeat aufis; Tartareis mala fpeluncis, vindidtáquecedlo _ | Deficiat; nunquam, nunquam crudelis inultos y Immeritöfve Erebus capiet: meruiffe nefandum

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Supplicium medios inter folabitur ignes , Ec, lic&t immenfos, fa&is fuperäffe dolores. Nunc agite, 6 Proceres, omnéfque etfundite technas, Confulite, imperioque alacres fuccurrite lapfo. Dixerat, infequitur fremitus, trepidantiáque inter Agmina fubmiffz franguntur murmure voces, Qualis, ubi Oceano mox precipitandus Ibero Immineat Phoebus, flavíque adlitora Chami | Conveniunt, glomerántque per auras agmina muícz, Fit fonitus; longo crefcentes ordine turbe Buccinulis voces acuunt, fociófque vocantes, Vndas nube premunt; ftrepitu vicinia rauco Completur, refonántque accenfis litora bombis.

Poftquam animi pofuere, foníque relangüit eftus, Excipit /Equivocus, quonon aftutior alter Tartareos inter technas eifingere Patres.

Illi caftra olim numero farcibat inerti Crefcens in ventrem Monachus, fimul agmine juncti 'Tonffore, & tonfi lunato vertice Fratres: At nunc felici aufpicio Iefuitica Princeps Agmina ducebat, veteranóque omnia late Depopulans, magnas paffim infert milite clades, Ilium ctiam pugnantem, illum admirata loquentem Circuit, & fremitu excepit plebs vana fecundo. Compofuere animos omnes, tacitique quiérunt ; Surgit, & haud lzto Aquivocus fic incipit ore; ^. O Pater, ô Princeps umbrarum, Erebíque poteftas, Vt rebare, omnes nequicquam infumpfimus artes: Nil tanti valuere doli; nihil omnibus actum Magnorum impenfis operum, verdm omnia retrò Deteriüs ruere, ingue bonum fublapfa referri.

Non fecus adverfo pictum tenet amne phafelum Apchora, fi funem, aut mordaces fibula nexus Solverit, atque illum proná trahit alveus undd.

Nec quenquam accufa, tentatum eft quicquid aperta

PIETAS LESVITICA.

Vi fieri, aut prefsa potuit quod tectius arte. Ille Pater rerum, cui fruftra obnitimur omnes (Sed fruftra juvat obniti ) vim magnus inanem Difcutit, & celo fraudes oftendit aprico, Quin fol:ti lento Reges torpefcere luxu, Palladiisnunc tecti armis, Mufifque potentes, In nos per mediam meditantur przlia pacem, Nec tamen zternos obliti, abfiíte timere, Vnquam animos, feflique ingentes ponimus iras, Nec fas, non fic deficimus, nec talia tecum Geffimus, in coelos olim tua figna fequuti. Eft hic, eft vite, & magni contemptor Olympi, Quique oblatam animus lucis nunc refpuat aulam, Et domiti tantüm placeat cui Regia celi. Ne dubita, nunquam fractis hzc pectora, nunquam Deficient animis:priüs ille ingentia cceli Atria, defertófque xternz lucis alumnos Deftituens, Erebum admigret, noctémque profundam, Et Stygiis mutet radiantia lumina flammis, | Quód fi acies, fra&áfque iterum fupplere catervas - Eft animus, fcitéque malas difpergere fraudes; Non ego confilii, armorum non futilis author: Nec veteres fruftra, Genitor, revocabimus artes, Sed noya, fed null: prorfus fperanda priorum Aggrediendamihi conamina; Non ego lentos Nequicquam adftimulem Fratres, alvúmque fequentes Diftentam Monachos : dum nox, dum plurima terris Incumbens caligo animos fopiyit inertes, Non ingratus erat Fratrum labor, omnia nobis Artibus ignavis dederat fecura, trshénfque - Invifam ccelo lucem, tenebrifve nitentem Involvens, jam nube diem, jam nocte premebat,

At nebulas poftquam Phebus dimovit inanes, _ Tratarez immiffo patuerunt lumine fordes, Nec patitur lucem miles defuetus apertam.

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| Milite, & emeritos caftris emittere Fratres: Nunc Tefuitarum fanctum prodentia nomen | Arma, manúfque placent: juvat ipfum invadere calum, |Sideraque herentémque polo detrudere folem, lam mihi facratos felici milite Reges Protrahere, atque ipfum cceli calcare tyrannum Sub pedi bus videor: nihil ifto milite durum, Nil fan&um, claufúmque manet, quin oppida laté Prelidiis, wibéfquetenent; jam limitia Regum, Iámque adytairrumpunt, vel mollibus intima blandi Corda dolis fubeunt, vel ferro & cede refringunt. Hi vetulz fucum Rome, pigrnéntaq; rugis Aptantes, {eros cffeetze nuper amores Gonciliant, lapfümque decus, formámq; reponunt, Ni facerent. ( noctem coelíque inamabilelumen Teftor) mox aliz fedes,nova regna per orbem Exulibus querenda, foloque atque zthere pulfiss esc tantum nobis, Erebáfque pateret. Quin tti ( magne Pater ) Stygias reclude cavernas, Ac barathrum in: terras, Orcümq; immitte profundum; Infueti totum Superi mirentur Avernum. lic folita infidis eee pralia Turcis; Sarmatas hic, gelidófque incendat Mar te Polonos, Germanófque duces, hic Reges inflet Iberos; Reenonimque fitim, Se sulle faturabile pectus | Imperio &imalet, di iróque intorqueat æftu, | Ite AE as Stygiz (P rinceps jubet ) ite caterve, Vipera inferte ma: nns, ferite arma per pos IE: {celerum, & feet i dif ergite femina be! Aft ego Tarpe iam Tiberina ad Aumina ince Conciliúmque: petam folus, mea regna Latinum, Murice veftitum, rube so que inf igneg galero. Mox fcelere ingenti, atque ingenti cede peraQá Regrediar, Stygiáfque dom: us, & inania late

Vndique colle&is fupplebo regna colonis, Attu, magne Pater, fluitantes contrahe manes; Przcipitc{que vias, latófque extende meatus; Vt patulo denfúm volitantes Orcus hiatu Corripiat rabidus mentes, intüfque recondat. Dixit; & illati perfractolimine Averni - Exiliit primus, lucémque invafit apertam. Infequitur deforme Chaos; ruit omne barathrum Foeda, horrenda cohors: trepidant pallentia cceli Lumina, & incerto Teilus tremit horrida motu. Ipfepater pronos laxatis Phebus habenis. Precipitat currus, & coelo territus exit. Succedit nox umbrarum, coelúmque reliétum Invadit, multáque premit caligine terras. Non fects Loliis emiffi finibus Auftri Omnia corripiuat, terráfque undáfque tumultu Mifcent; arboreos foetus, fegetémque refectam Turbine convellunt rapido, verrüntque per auras, Aft oculis longè moeftus. fua vota colonus. Infequitur, totóque trahit fufpiriacorde. Senferat adventum, fubitóque inferbuit aftu Terra, odiífque tumet , foeto jam turgida bello: Circüm umbrz volitant, fraudéfque, & crimina fpargunt. Hic gelidos femper nivibus, glaci¢que Polonos Exacuit, tacitéque fubit Iefuitica totus. Pe&ora, jamque dolos, cædéfque infpirat s at illa. Arripiunt avidé flammas, nota que per offa: Difcurrunt furiz, inque finus inque ilia ferpunt. Jamque in cogaatos meditantur bella Suévos, . Sarmaticafqueardent Romano adneétere gentes Pontifici, & Gracas templis expellere leges, - FiGitiani Regis fobolem, confutáque belli Crimina fupponunt vafri, mentitáque veris: Texunt, Sarmaticófque implent rumoribus agros, Ca dibus accrefcit bellum, regnique medullis

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Hzret inexplecdm: femper nova przlia vi&us | Integrat: erubuerenives jam fanguine tinéte | Purpureo,& tepidá folvuntur frigora cede. Alt alii Graias olim cogromine terras, | Graias Pieriis gratiflima nomina Mufis: | Nunc domitos tutus confedit Turca per agros. | Invifunt alacres belloloca fceta perenni, | Et tenero cedem infpirant & pralia Regi. | Nunc oculo, nunc voce ferox, nunc fronte minatur | Non epulis luxúve puer, non ille paterná | Defidià gaudet; fed bella, fed afpera cordi | Ira fedent, fevámque fuperbia Turcica mentem | Infat, & ingentes volvit fub pectore motus, - | Autislinigerasaptabitclaffibus alas, ' | Aut galeas finger, clypeófque, & (fulmina belli) | Tormenta, impofitis ftrident incudibus æra. | Ec nunc ille ferox Perfas Afiámque rebellem | Subjiciens, totum {pirat de pe&ore Martem, | Exultán(que animis multà fe fufcitat irá, | Heu quz Chrifticolis cedes, quàm debita peftis | Imminet? Heu quantus tanto timor inftat ab hofte ; | Ni tu, Chrifte, malum avertas, tu fulmina, Chrifte, | Difpergas, & vana manu conamina ludas ? | Intereacoto dum bella feruntur in orbe, | Italiam /Equivocus magnam, & Tiberina fluenta | Adveniens, intrat feralis moenia Rome. | | Nec mora, nota fubit mitrati tea Tyranni, | Quáque incedit ovans, adytifque vagatur opacis, | Iufperata Erebo vel aperto crimina fole | Gaudet ubique tuens, meflémque expectat opimam. | Dicite , Pierides, quis nunc tenet Itala primus | Arva? Quibustandem gradibus, quo principe Reges | Exuit, & pingues aptans GbiRoma cucullos, | Subjicitur rato mods fa&a Sororcula Fratri? | Siccine decrepiti puerafzunt tempore mores,

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ME LI pis NS E E EE EURO LL Pontifice Auguftum ut mutent, Monachög; Mcnarcham?

Poftquam res Latii torum porrecta per orbem Creverat, & terras Vrbi fubjecerat uni, Subflitit, & jufto librata in pondere fedit. At mox prona ruens, in fe converfa relabi Capit, & effetam vix jam, vix fuftinet urbem, Haud fecus alternis crefcentes fluctibus undz Incedunt, faciléfq; Adtz fuperantia clivos fEquora prorepunt tacite, mox litora complent, Subje&áfqs procul defpectant vertice terras: Iámq; viarum incerta herent, mox prona recedunt, Defervénfq; undis paulatim in fe ipfe refidit Nereus, & nulli noto caput abdidit alveo. | Interea Patrum manibus cocleftia paffim Semina fparguntur, furgit cum foerore campis Leta feges, plenífqsalbefcunt meffibus arva, - At fimul hiríutis horrebat carduus agris , Et tribuliloliiq; nemus, fimulafpera leppe Sylva, & lethxos operata papavera fomnos. Quippe hominum cceliq; hoftis, dum membra colonis Feffa quies laxat, tritico vilemg; fafelum Mifcuit infeftus, viciafa; afperfit inanes, Mirantur lolium agricole, mirantur avenas, Mortiferäfg; horrent mediis inmeffibus herbas, Quinetiam imperio Chrifti Pro-chriftus eedem Parvus adhuc, claufúfq utero fuccrevit opaco: | lámg; vias trudens tentaverat, integra Roma | Aufpicia impediunt, ausífqs ingentibus obftant, | At Latis poftquam imperium fegnefceret arvis, | Ind; Bifantivas fenfim concederet urbes, Exilit ,& jufto prodit jam firmior zvo. Mox etiam laxispavlatim affuctus habenis, | Mauricio fcelereextin&to, duce, & aufpice Phoca, Excutit aurigam, inque rotas fuccedit inanes, Et nunc raforum longus producitur ordo B

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PIETAS IEsvıTiıca.

Inficit hic coelos audax, Chriftúmque venenans Porrigit immiftis Regi facra tanta cicutis,

Lethalem ille Deum, atque imbutam morte falutem

Ore capit, multöque lavat peccata veneno.

Hic clavos, virgáfque, crucémque, tua ( optime Teu )

| Supplicia, haftamque innocuo fub corde refixam, Hictruncum, hic faxum (faxo contemptior ipfo) Propitium implorat fupplex, Stygiifque ululantes Speluncis flexo veneratur poplite manes.

Hic Cereri, & fluido procumbit ftultus Iaccho, Quófque colit vorat ipfe Dcos, & numina plenus (Ah fcelus! ) abfcondit venis, alvóquereponit. Hic caligantes, ccelum execratus apertum,

Te magicos,lefu, te immittens Sagus inignes, Vmbras imperiis audax. Stygiúmquenefando ' Ore Iovem, totúmque vocet de fedibus Orcum,

Romulidüm ilje Patrum, primaque haud immemor urbis, |

Et fovet ipfe lupas, atque ipfe fovetur ab illis.

Hic fobolem impurus prohibens; caftófque hymenzos,

Ah, pathicos ardct pueros, & mafcula turpis

Scorta alit; ( heu facinus terris, coelóque pudendum

Aufus! ) purpurco quin mox Pater ille galero

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Emeritos donat, proceréfque, oviúmque magiftros

| Effe jubet, mox dura Pater, Muíifque tremenda Laudat, & inceftistutatur crimina Mufis.

Nec requies, fervent nova crimina, fervet honorum

Nummorúmque infanda fitis tumet improba faftu Conculcans ftratos immenfa Superbia Reges.

Venerat huc, letáfque animi vetera agmina luftrans

/Equivocus falf fubiit penetralia Petri:

Quem fuper Anglorum rebus, Venetoque tumultu Ardentem curz, & femper nova damna coquebant, Huic Stygias fub corde faces, omnefque nefando Peñore fuccendit furias, ille improbus ira

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Agmina, concurrunt veteranis ordine longo Infignes ducibus Iefuitz, animííque parati, Sive dolo libeat, feu Marti fidere aperto. Difcumbunt, fedet in mediis diademate Paulus 1 Tempora prefulgens triplici, yultúque dolorem. Pra fatus, fic tandem iras, atque ora refolvit.. J Nil pudet incepto victos defiftere ? feffos | Deficere, extremög; ferg languere fub adu, Nec poffe inftantem Rome differre ruinam ? Fata vetant :méne incertis concedere fatis? Inclufus latebris Monachus tot vertere predas, Tot potuit Patri Romanoavellere gentes ? Aftego, quem (trato venerantur corpore , facris | Blanda etiam pedibus libantes ofcula Reges : Quem Superi, quem terra tremit, manéfq; profundi, | Qui folio Chrifti affideo, Chrifto zmulus ipfi, Tot mala quotidie, & femper crefcentia inultus Damnafero: & quifquam Romanum numen adoret ? Aut vigiles fupplex munus fufpendat ad aras? Iam Veneti juga detrectant, & juffa fuperbi Deftituunt, Batavus nulla revocabilis arte Effugit, longéq; efcas laqueófque recufat. Gallia tot compreffa malis, tot cladibus acta Deficit, & jam dimidiä plus parte receffit. Ille Navarrenà infelix ex arbore ramus (Exofum genus, & divis hoftile Latinis) Quanquam oculos fingens placidos, vultú fq; ferenat ; ggerat ingentem memori fub corde dolorem. Et velut ille fame, & vinclis infra&us ahenis, Oblitúfq; leo irarum, caudamg; remulcens Porre&as manibus captabit leniter efcas: Si femel infueto faturayerit ora cruore 3 Mox foliti redeunt animi: fremit horridus ira, Vincula mox & clauftra vorat, rapit ore cruento Cuftodem, & primas domitor lacer imbuit iras,

PIETAS LESVITIC A.

Quid referam totá divifos mente Britannos, Quosneque blanditiz molles, non afpera terrent Jurgia, non ipfos fternentia fulmina Reges? Heu fobolem invifam, & fatis majora Latinis. FataBritannorum ! Centum variata figuris. Proditio flammis, ferróque, atróq; veneno Nil agit:infenfum detorquet vulnera numen, Nil Hifpana juvat pubes, nil maxima claffis, Quam Tellus (tupuit, ftupuit Neptunus euntem, . Miratus liquidum fylvefcere pinibus quor. Quin toto disjecta mari fugit equore prono, Iámq; relaxatos immittens navita funes, Increpitat ventos properans, Eurófq; morantes, Tot precibus properata zgr£, frufträg; redempta Quid læti tulit illa dies, quà fidus Elifze Occidit, & longo folyit fe Roma dolore ? Occidit illa quidem, qua nullam Roma cruentam Noftra magis vidit, faultámve Britannia fleliam. Sed fimul exoritur, quem nos mag is omnibus unum Horremus ,gelidà confurgens Phoebus ab Aréto; Quem Pallas, quem Mufz omnes comitantur euntem; Pax fimul incedit lzto Saturnia vultu; Lora manu laxans, trahitur captiva catenis: Barbaries: pofitóq; gemens Bellona flagello, Non me nequicquam junctum uno fcedere triplex, Imperium terret, terret fatale Jacobi, Nec fruftraimpofitum Lnétantis ab ominenomen. Quin fimilis Patri fobeles inimica Latino Nomina Pontifici aflumens, radiante fuperbos. Henricos puer, & Fredericos exprimit ore, Nunc & equos domitare libet, fpumantiáqué ora- Colligere in nodum, finuofáque fleterecolla , Et tenetis haftam jam nunc. jactare lacertis. Quin etiam ille minor, fed non minds ille timendus- Carolus, haud lzto turbat nos omine; cujus

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| Mortiferam accepit primö fub nomine plagam

| Roma, & lechali languens in vulaere, lentá

| Pefte cadit, certámque videt moribunda ruinam,

Illa etiam inferior fexu, non pectore, terret,

Quz reducem nobis fecundam oltentat Elifam ,

| Invifum, majus fatis, accladibus auctum

| Nomen, & invitam fpondens poft prelia pacem.

Nec me vanus agit terror, quippe illius ore

| Prevideo multas nobis, nifi fallor, Elifas.

Quz mihi fpes ultra? Vel me prefaga mali mens

| Abftulit, & veris majora paveícere juffic,

Vel calamo Pater, & Mufis, fed filius armis

| Sternet, & extremis condet mea moenia flammis,

| Heimibi!fiderez turres, túque emula cceli

| Vrbs, antiqua Deüm fedes, reginaque terre,

| Quam lana Aflyrio pingit fucata veneno,

| Quam veftes auro, ftelláfque imitante pyropo

| Illafz decorant, oftro, coccó3ue pudentes,

| Cui tantum de te licuit? Que dextera facras

| Dilacerarearces potuit? Quo numine turres:

| Dejicere, inzentíque vias complere ruina?

Conticuit: triftífque diu ftapor omnibus ora

Defixit, miftóque finus premit ira dolore,

| Vt rediere animi, ftrepitus, junctzque querelis

| Increbuere mine: dolor iras, ira dolorem

| Aggerat, alternifque incendunt pe&ora flammis :

| Tora minis, miftoque fremunt fubfellia luau,

At fonitus inter medios, & maximus «vo,

| Et fceptris Iefuita potens, cui cztera parent

| Agmina, confürgensultro fefe obtulit: illo Confpc&o filuere omnes, atque ora tenebant

| Affixi, Verba/Equivocus verfata loquenti

| suggerit, & cordi cuftos, oríque refidit. E. O Dáter, Ó hominum Priaceps, ó maxime divdm | Conditor, haud minor ipfe Deo, fam parva caduco

PIETAS ÍESVITICA.

Spes fupereft regno, neque. te fententia fallit : Moenia przcipitem {pondent fublapfa ruinam. Nullum igitur lacrymis tempus, quinocyus omnes Sarcimus veteres, aliáfque reponimus arces, Quid prohibet quinarte diu tua Roma fuperfit, Qua vel nunc fapereft? Fatum fibi quifque fupremum eft, Et fortis faber ipfefuz. Nunc, optime, noftram | Quà fieri poffit paucis, Pater, accipe mentem. Vt quiarmis boftile parat refcindere vallum , Non ubi confertis armantur moenia turmis , Aut altis cinguntur aquis, fed quà aggere raro, Atque humiles tenui muros cinxere corona, ]rruit, incautámque malis premit artibus urbem: Non fecus infirmi nutantia pectora fexus Blanditiis tentanda, dolóque adeunda procaci. In tenui labor, at lucrum non tenue fequetur, Vincitur, 8 vincit citis; citó fcemina difcit Errores, fcitéque docet: gremio illa virili Infufa, & niveis cunctantem amplexa lacertis., Blanda finus leviter molles, & pectora vellit, Mox domitz imperitat menti, bibitille venenum; Et rapit errores animo, penitüfque recondit. Qui toties feptus, totics invictus ab hofte Conititic, armatum qui dente, atque ungue leonem Manoides dexträ impavidus lacerabat inermi, Pellicis ia gremio crinem, robürque relinquens, Foemincà infelix (nullis fuperandus ab armis ) Arte, fine enfe jacet, (ine vi, fine vulnere victus, His, Pater, baud levibus vifum eft praludere telis.. Et quoniam illecebris flecti, frangíve recufat Vi Batavus, technis fubeundus, & arte domandus, Aptanec anfa dect: manet illic forte, {cholifque Imperitat vafri ingenii, fideique labantis Arminius, quem magna ftupet fequitürque caterva, Amphibium genus, & ftudiis hoftile quietis

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Hi fuetis ftimulaadi odiis, feitifque fovendi Laudibus, ac donis onerandi, rebus Iberis

| Vt faveant, fceptrum Hifpano obfequiúmque reponant.

Proximus in Gallos [aber eft , quos agtnine pleno

Averfos, iterum ad Romam matrémq; reducam, Parifios vobis facile {uccidere flores, Liliäque Hifpano dabimus calcanda Leoni; Et crunca, ad folitum decuffo vertice morem,

| Stemmata, radicémq; arvis transferre Granatis, Tila Navarrena infelix ex arbore planta

| Enfe recidenda eft, flammifque urenda füpremis, Dümque tener fleQíque potefl, nefcitque reniti

| Surculus, ia truncum mox immittatur Iberum:

| Oblitus primi Hifpanum propagine fuccum

| Imbibat, Hilpanis excrefcant germinaramis.

| Quin modo qui fe viduus manet arbore ramus,

| Hilpano difcat, fi fas, inolefcere libro,

| Et duplex pietas duplicato crefcatamore. —..

| Hictragicz prologus {cenz: majora paramus,

| Non facinus vulgarefero: quod nulla tacebit,

| Credernulla dies, magnum populifg; tremendum

| Omnibus incepto: nequicquam verba, minafq;

| Conterimus, nequicquam artes projecimus omnes;

| Tempora nos urgent mortis fuprema fupremum

| Tentandum fcelus eft: tollatur quicquid iniqui Obftiterit; nec te larvati notnen honefti "Terrear, aut fceleris; quin tu moderator honefti, Regula tu jufti: perfas , Pater optime, nobis Pérq; nefas centanda via eft, qua frangere duros

| Poffimus, Latiuma; ipfis inferre Britannis,

| Illi hoftes, illi telífque dolifque petendi, VindiGam reliqui tantam videántq;, tremántq;. Nec mihi mens folum gelidis auferre cicutis, Aut armis Regem, cultrove invadere: magnum,

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Et fceptris odiífque puer fuccedet avitis, Sed Regem pariter, paritérque inflexile femen,

Sed Proceres, Patré{que Equitéfque & quicquid ubique

Prudentis vulgi eft, ictu truncabimus uno. Quin domitos fine celo omnes, fine vulnere victos Flagitio, Pater, una uno dabit hora Britannos. Qua facere id poffim, paucis adverte, docebo. Stat benenora domus, faxo conftrudta vetufto, | Marmore celato, & Pariis formofa columnis, | Quà celebris Thamo generatus & Ifide nympha | Thamifis inflexo Ludduni moenia flu&u | Alluit, ingentémque excurrere meenibus urbem, | Crefcentefque videt femper fplendefcere turres. Quaque Auftros patulis immittit aperta feneftris, Fronte fuperba alte fubmifias defpicitundas. Huc fluere, & primis omnes concurrere regnis Et Proceres terre & Patres Plebémque Britannz, | Ipfe etiam primum tota cum prole Senatum Regina fimul ingreditur comitante Iacobus, Hic lapíos revocant mores, Romzque cruentas Imponunt leges, & pcenas fanguine pofcunt, | At latebrz fubter cece, magnííq; caverne Excurrunt fpatiis , multo loca foetaLyzo. His tacité nitrum & viventia fulphura tectis Subjiciam, Stygiöque implebo pulvere fedes. Vt numero primum crefcunt fubfellia jufto, | Et femel intumuit pleno domus alta Senatu, | Te&a ruam: juvat horrendos procul aure fragores | Excipere, & miftas latoribus aere leges | Correptas fpe&are: juvat femufta virorum | Membra, omnéfque fuera-volitantes zthere Reges | Cernere: rupta gemet Tellus, & territa cceli IDiffilient fpatia; aft alto fe gurgite pr&ceps | Thamifis abfcondet, mirabitur zthera Pluto, | Et trepidi fugient immiffo lumine manes.

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Dixerat: applaudunt omnes, magis omnibus ipíe Confilium laudat fanétus Pater, ipfe labanus Patronum Rome lero fic ore falutat: Dii Patribus faufti femper, cultique Latinis, Non omninotamen moriturz mcenia Rome Deferitis, tales cüm animos, & tanta tuliftis Pectora, jam verfis Latium florefcere fatis Afpicio, effoetamque iterum juvenefcere Romam. Aft ego quas tandem laudes pro talibus aufs, Que paria inveniam ? Quin tu mox aureus ede Stabis, viétrici fuccin@us tempora lauro. Ipíe ego marmoreas, meritis pro talibus, aras | Adjiciam, ipfe tibi vota, & pia thura frequenter. | Imponam, & fummos jam nunc meditabor honores . | Salve præfidium fidei columénque Latina: | |! Incipe jam ccelo afluefci, ftellafque patentes | Ingreditor, manibufque coli jam difce fupinis. | [Interea /Equivocus manes, atq; infima Ditis | Regna petens, magnis Erebum rumoribus implet, | Inventum facinus, cujus czlümque folúmque, | Atqueumbras pudeat fteriles, quod cuncta, quod ipfas ! Vicerit Eumenidas, totóque à crimine folvat, | AtIefuita memor fceleris, cceptíque nefandi, | Lucifuge devota Iovi, Patrique Latino | Pectora de totaexcerpit le&iffima gente: | Digna quidem proles Italà de matre Britanna,. | Hicdirum à Facibus certo trahit omine nomen, Ille Hyemes referens,magnos portenderat imbres, | Raptaque perpetua minitatur lumina nocte. i Hictrahit à Foffis, raucis hic nomina Corvis: | HisTefuita nefas aperit, tet mque recludens Confilium, horrendifqueligans Acherontica diris Vota, truces ipfocedes obhgnat Iéfu. Iamque illi, rupte mediainter vifcera matris, | Accelerant, duros ( agreftiatela ) ligones

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Cenveétant, orco vicini, dirius orco

Infodiunt alte fcelus, interiúfque recondunt.

Dümque operi incumbunt alacres, crefcüntque ruing, Nefcio quos multà vifi fub nocte fufurros

Percipere, & tenui incertas cum murmure voces, Vicinos illi manes, Erebúmque timentes

Diffugiunt trepidi, refluunt cum fanguine mentes:

Iamque umbris fimiles ipfi vitantur, utumbra,

Et vitant, ipfíque timent, ipfíque timentur.

Hic medio lapfus curfu immotüfque recumbens Prefsä animá, claufilque oculis, jam flagra fequentis Tifiphones,uncäfque manus, & verbera fperat.

Ille cavas quarit latebras, cupáque receptus Nitrosà, trepidos intra fe contrahit artus.

Siccüm membra filent placidà refoluta quiete, Terrenus nigra inficiens precordia fumus

Invadit mentem, jamque umbram effingit inanem, Txdiumbram Stygià armatam , faniéque madentem: "Omnia turbantur fubitd ,volat ille per auras Exanimis deménfque metu, fruftráque refixos Increpat ufque pedes; prafens infultat imago,

Iam tergum calcémque terens: vox ore fepulta Deficit, & dominum fallaci prodit hiatu.

Vt reduci mox corde metus fedantur inertes, Paulatim apparent rari latebráfque relinquunt: Incertíque metus tanti, fed pergere certi,

.Cautiüs arreótá captabant aure fufurros.

Vt tandem humanam agnofcunt ex murmure vocem, Lati abeunt, ortóque die vicina Lyzo Sacrata edifcunt latis excurrere cellis, Conducunt, nitrúmque avide, fulphurque recondunt, Et ligno fcelus & conjecto vimine celant. Jámque nefas felix ftabat, promptümque feniles Temporis increpitant oreflus, lucémque morantem,

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| Tempore flagitium repeto? Quid nomina Diris.

| Vota, & perpetuis repeto celebranda tenebris?

| At fruftra celabo tamen quod terra flupefcit,

| Quod Superiexhorrent, quod Tartarus ipfe recufat,

| Ejuratque nefas: incifum marmore crimen

| Vivet in zternum, pariter Iefuitica longüm

| Simplicitas vivet, rerümque piiffima Roma.

| Támqueoptatadies aderat, qua more vetufto

| Conveniunt magno Proceréfque Patréfque Senatus

Ipfe facris Princeps devin&us tempora gemmis, Aut phalerato infignis equo, currüve füperbus

| Ingreditur, laterique heret pulcherrima Conjux;

| Et fobole & forma fortunatitfima priaceps.

| Proximus incedit facie vultuque fereno

| Ille animum oftentans patrium matrí(que decores,

| Miftaque concordi felicia pralia paci,

| Henricus, placidóque refulgens Carolus ore.

Virgineáfque fimul, Magratum incendia, turmas, Infignes formá nymphas, formofior ipfa

Flagrantes perfufa genas inducit Elifa,

Et nivibus rofeum commifcuit ore pudorem.

Haud fecus innumeris coelo ftipata fereno

Ignibus incedit, radiófque argentea puros Dijaculans, cunctis prefulger Cynthia fellis,

Mox Procerum accrefeunt multo fplendentia luxu Agmina, gemmifque infignes & murice fulgent, Conciliütnque petunt conferti; effufüs euntes Profequitur plaufüfque virům, clangórque tubarum, Et fauftis miftus precibus ferit ardua clamor Sidera, tota fremit feftis urbs quaffa triumphis.

Nox erat, & Facii Titan fcelerifque propinqui

| Avolat impatiens, fiimulifqueminifque jugales

| Exagitans, latet adver fo jam tutus inorbe:

| Quaque volat, patulz luflrans tot crimina terre,

| Nullum equale videt, Thracéfque Getáíque cruentos,

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PIETAS ÍESVITICA. | Quíq; Platam, Gangem, rapidum qui potat Oraxem, | Qui Phlegetonta, omnes omni jam crimine folvir, | Diffugiunt ftellz nequicquam impervia tentans | /Equora colle&is nebulis extinguitur Vría, | Manibus, & fceleri nox apta, at niprior ipsa | No&e facem plumbo feptam, tedámque latentem | Vefte tegens, cellamFacius criméng; revifit. | Dümg; opus effingit tragicum, faciniifq; retexit, | Multa timer fperáta; : hinc poena, hinc premia pectus Sollicitant, dubio defcifcunt vifcera motu. | Tamque vacillantem /£quivocus coenamg; precéfqs | Ceecimq; obfequium menti, Papámq; reponens | Fulcit, & injectis obfirmat peCtora Diris. | Aftoculos fummo interea deflexit Olympo

Ille Pater rerum, certo qui fidera curfu Magna rotat; terráfq; manu, & maria improba claudit. Confe&táfque videns fraudes, cecífque cavernis | Crimina vi:ino matura tumefcere partu; | Mox Aquilam affatur, folio que fernitur imo | Advigilans, liquidafq; alis mandata per auras | Precipitat : Confeftim Anglos pete nuncia clivos, | Ec Proceres fummis curam de rebus habentes | Aggreífa, ambiguo fraudes fermone recludas, - | Atque acres coecoturbes enigmate fenfus,

Ipfeego dum veces alto fub pectore verfant, Ipfe oculos mentémq; dabo, qua infanda Iacobus - Aufa, & Tarpeii evolvat conamina Patris. Dixerat : at levibus volucris fecat aethera pennis, Ocyor & vento, & rapido Iovis ocyor igne, Tamg; fimul niveas Ludduni affurgere longe | Afpicit, afpectáfq; fimul tenet impigra turres, | Penniger hic primum contractis nuncius alis | Conftitit, & formofa videns fulgefcere tecta, | Co&tilibus muris, parilíqs rubentia faxo, Ingreditur, magno pofuit qua fplendida fumptu

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Qui patriis major fuccrevit laudibus heros, Prudentis foboles patris prudentior ipfe. Hunc, ubi confilium pleno de pectore promit, Mirantur Britones lati, mirantur Iberi, | Et laudant animos trepidi, metuántque fagaces, Ille etiam gazam ( major tamen ipfe ) Bticannam, Ille etiam Mufas tutatur, & otia Mufis, Chamus ubi anguítas tardo vix flumine ripas Complet, decrepitóque pater jam deficit amne, Ille mihi labro teretes triviffe cicutas , Ille modos faultus calamo permifit agrefti. Huc ubi perventum eft, mutato nuntius ore Perplexà attonito defcriptas arte tabellas Tradidit heroi, & medix fefe ocyus urbi | Proripiens, fuetis iterum fe condidit aftris, llle legens ceci ftupuit veftigia fcripti, Atque iterum voces iterúmque recolligit omnes, I$mque hoc, jamque illud, jam fingula pe&ore verfat, Quid te fruftra, heros, angis? Non (i Oedipus author Spondeat, hos animo {peres refcindere nodos, Nonminimum eft crimen crimen przfumere tantum, Nec virtus minima eft fcelus igaoráffe profundum, Quod bene cùm fcieris, non fit tibi credere tantum, Poftquam fefla oculos nihil ipfa excerpereni gris Sufpicio fcriptis potuit, nihil omnibus actum Contiliis, ipfi referunt znigmata Regi. | Ille oculo nodos facili, {celerumque nefendas Petcurrens animo ambages (dum nubila Ípargit Lux lucis, men:émque aperit ) mox omnia pandit M.onftra, aperítque nefas folus, tenebräfque refolvit. Quin medias inter rechnas jam no&te profundà Artificem {celetis prendunt, patet alta nitrofo Pulvete foeta domus, penitúlque recondita Soli Crimina miranti, & ccelo oftenduntur aperto. | " Nenfecusatque Euris media inter vifcera preffis | | Rupta -————— A NS

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Pievas lESVITIC A.

Rupta patet Tellus, magnóque fatifcit hiatu, Diffultant pavidi montes, penitúfquecavernis —— Immittunt Phebum, furiáfque, umbráfque recludunt, Apparet deforme Chaos Stygirque penates; Apparet barathrum, & diri penetralia Ditis, Mirantürque diem perculfolumine Manes,

Iàmque ipfo pariter cum crimine, criminis author Protrahitur, circum populus fuit omnis euntem: Expleri nequeunt animi frontémque tuendo Torvam, fqualentéfque genas, nemorofáque fetis Ora, & Tartareas referentia lumina tzdas;

Ille autem audenti fimilis, fimiltique timenti, Nunc fremitu turbam, & dictis ridere fuperbis, Didudtifque fesox inhiantem illudere labris ;

Nunc contrà trepidare metu, tremulófque rotare Circüm oculos, jam flagra mifer, dexträmque parati Carnificis medios inter fz vire cruores

Sentit, jamque Erebum fpectat furibundus hiantem: Et femefa inter labentes membra dracones Percipiens, &ternz horret primordia poenz.

O Pater, óterrz, & fummi Regnator Olympi; Quas tibi pro meritis laudes, qux munera lati Tantà fervati dabimus de cJade Britanni ?

Non nos, non miferi, (nec tanta fuperbia lapfis ) Sufficimus meritis: fed'quas priùs ipfe dedifti ,,

Quas iterum folas repetis, Pater, accipe mentes.. Dum domus eterno ftabit pulcherrima faxo;

Pulvere fulphureo, & tantis erepta ruinis.

Dum tumidis Nereus undarum meenibus Anglos: Sofpitet, & tundat liventes zquore clivos,.

Semper honos, fempérque tuum folenne Britannis Nomen etit; te, Magne Pater te voce canemus , Factaque per feros dabimus memoranda nepotes. Tu, Pater, /Eolia fratres fub rupe furentes | Tu premis, inmenfoque domas luctantia clauftro |

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Peétora, tu vaítos turbata ad litora montes Frangis, aquáfque inhibes, Re&or, retrahífque rebelles : Tu, Pater, hibernz, tu laxas vincula no&i, | Et lenta «(tivo tardas veftigia Solis ` "| Te reduces iterum flores, te terra jubente Pubefeit, virides crinefcunt vertice Fagi. Imperiis Sol ipfe tuis inamitior ignes | Dijaculat Nemeum medius, Cancrú mque rubentem | Inter, & effoetas tumido de femine fruges | Evocat, ac teneras duro coquit aridus zftu. | Mox iterum ignoto dilapfus tramite Phoebus |; Declinat, jámque /Echiopes, Nilíque fluenta , : Defertáfque Libum propior defpectat arenas. Nos anni premit effosti properata fenectus; Flavent pampinez frondes, falicéfque recurve, Decrepitz Auxis calvefcunt crinibus ulmi, | Tu, Pater, invidtas quas jactat Iberia claffes | Frangis, & ingentes difpergis in zthera motus, Iamque etiam ereptá ( facro mihinomine) Elisa, [Ingentem meritos cladem, ingentémque timentes | Rettituis, placidóque ferens tria feptra Iacobo, | Multiplicem nobis reddis placatus Elifam. Salve, fumme Heros, tatis glorianoftre, O Decus Anglorum, Princeps, patria Que beatus Mularúmque pater, placidam tu pacisolivam Angligenis infers felix, majoräque votis Gaudia, & eternos firmas in prole triumphos. Tu bifidum claufo. nobis premis obice Ianum, Pieridumque potens armis, feralia facrz Meznia profternis Roma, Regú mque lupanar | Diruis, & nimio meretricem vulnere figis, | Accipe pubentem tenerá lanugine Mufam, Que falicesinter fpretas; ulvamque paluftrem, (Non lauros palmá(que ambit ) proludere difcit, Et tentans fefe innatos depaícitur ignes,

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PIETAS lEesvırTıca.

Qua Pater externis Chamus vix cognita rivis Flumina demulcens, Regales alluit hortos, Templáq; fubmiffis veneratur Regia lymphis. Mox ubi pennatis crevit maturiot alis,

Te canere audebit, tua ( Princeps ) condere facta : Exhauftóq; tumens Helicone, undantia pleno Carmina diffundet fluvio; ccelum audiet omne, Audiet omne nemus: refonabilis accinet Eccho.

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Lady TovVNSHEND.

BYP Xcellent Lady, asthe Roote from which you. PRIZE [prang, thofe ever by me honoured, and tru. BS aoe ly honourable Parents; [o the Stocke into | en which you are newly grafted ( my mofi noble | RA ESN friend) challenge at my baud more honour, | paar then I can, not more then I would give yon. ls may perhaps [eeme frange , tbat Ihave confecrated thefe uncombed verfes to your hands , yet unkuowne ; unknowne I confelfe, if knowledge were by fight onely, "But how [bould be | not know the Branch, who knowes the Tree? How Jhould T|, but fee your ingenuous nature in their noble Genius? Who can be ignorant of the Science ‚who knowes as well the Roote that

| bare, and wourr[bt it, as the Stocke into which it i grafted ? Marvell not then; that in tbe dedication of this little Pam- | phlet, I durft not feparate you, who are fo neere by Gods owne: handunited, Andnot for mine ( who cannot afpire to deferve | any refpett from yon) but bis fake , who is (my heart ) your | bead, accept thes poore fervice. So may you [Hill enjoy on earth |. the joyes and fruites of achafte, and loving bed; and at length | the moft glorious embraces of that moft excellent Spou[e.iu |

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To my Friend the Author.

W Hen after-timesreadin thy living Mafe | The Shame of ours, it will be thought th Abufe | Of thes blacke age, and shat this marchleffe Crime Isıh’iffue of thy Braiue, not of the Time, | | And though the eAttors sn this difmall Vow | Had their deferts, yet dy’de they not till now | Thou giv'ft them life: the life thy Verfes give | Ls the reward of thofe that ought not live,

But where their Plot and they may waked ly,

And be made o’reto lafting Infamy.

Begin, and who approove not thy relation,

| Like Them and It: forfeit their pre[ervation,

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F Men, nay Beafts : worfe, Monfters: worft of all, | Incarnate Fiends, Englifh Italianat , | Of Priefts, Ono, Mafle-Priefts, Priefts-Cannibal, Who make their Maker, chewe, grinde, feede, grow fat | With flefh divine: of that great Cities fall; (prefe fat, Which borne,nurs’t, growne with blood, th’Earth’s Em- | Clens'd,fpous d to Chrift,yet backe to whoordome fel,

None can enough, fomething I faine would tell. How black are quenched lights ! Falne Heaven's a double ( hell,

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Great Lord, who grasp ft all'creatures in thy hand, Who in thy lap lay’ downe proud Thetis head, And bind'ft her white cutl'd locks in caules of land, Who gather’ft in thy fift, and lay ft in bed The fturdy winds; who ground ft the floting land On fleeting feas, and over all haft fpread Heaven's brooding wings, to fofter all below; Who mak’ ft the Sun without all fire to glow, : The fpring of heat and light,the Moone to ebbe and flow:

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Thou world's fole Pilot, who inthis pocre Ifle (Sofmall a bottome ) haft embark'cchy light, And glorious felfe: and fteac'ft it fafe, the while Hoarfz drumming feas, and vvindslowd trumpets fight, Who caufeft ftormy heavens here onely fimile: Steare me poore Ship- boy, fteare my courfe arights

Breath gracious Spirit, breath gently on thele layes,

Be thou my Compaíle, Needle to my wayes, | Thy glorious work's my Fraughi,my Haven is thy prayfe.

4 Revel. 17.2. | Thou purple Whore, mounted on fcarlet beaft, $45 | Gorg’d with the flefh, drunk wiih the blood of Saints, Whofe amorous golden Cup, and charmed feaft Allearthly Kings, all earthly men attaints; Seethy live pictures, fee thine owne,thy beft, Thy dearett fonnes, and cheere thy heart, that faints. ^ Harke thou fav d Hland, barke, and never ceafe To prayfe that hand which held thy head in peace, Elfe had’ thou fwumme as deep in blood, as now in feas,

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The cloudy Night came whirling up theskie,

And {cate ring round the dewes, which firft (hee drew From milky poppies, loads the droufie eie s

The watry Moone, cold Vefper, and hiscrew

| Light up their tapers: to the Sunne they fly, And at his blazing flame their {parks renews Oh why fhould earthly lights chen fcorne to tine Their lamps alone at that firft Sunne divine *

Hence as falfe falling ftarres, as rotten vvood they fhine.

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+ Her fable mantle was embroydered gay

With filver beames, with fpangles round befet ;

Foure fteedes her chariot drew, the firft was gray,

The fecond blue, third browne, fourth blacke as jet.

The hollowing Owle her Poft prepares the way,

And winged dreames (as gnat-fwarms) fluttring , let Sad flecp, who faine his cies in reft would fteep, Why then at death doe weary mortals weep ?

Slecp's but a fhorter death, death's buta longer fleep.

| 7 | 7 | And now the world, & dreames themfelves were drown'd | In deadly fleep; the Labourer fnorterh faft, | His brawny armes unbent, his limbs unbound , As dead, forget all toyle to come, or paft, Onely fad Guilt, and troubled Greatnes crown'd | With heavy gold and care, no ref can taft. Goe then vaine man, goe pill the live and dead, Buy, fell, fawne, flatter, rife, then couch thy head In proud, but dangerous gold: in filke, but reffleffe bed.

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When loe a füdden noyfe breakes th'empty aire;

A dreadfull noyfe, which every creature daunts,

Frights home the blood, fhoots up the limber haire.

For through the filent heaven bells purfuivants

Cutting their way, command foule fpitits repaire

With háft to Pluto, who their counfell wants. Their hoarfe- bafe-hornes like fenny Bittours found; | Th'earth fhakes,dogs howle,& heaven it felfe aftound |

Shuts all his eies;the ftars in clouds their candles drown d, |

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Meane time Hels yron gates by fiends beneath

Are open flungs which fram’d with wondrous art

To every guilty foule yeelds entrance eath;

But never wight, but He, could thence depart,,

Who dying once was death to endletfe death.

So where the livers channell to the heart Payes purple tribute, with their three- fork't mace Three Tritons ftand, and fpeed his flowing race,

But ftop the ebbing ftreame, if once it back would pace,

| 16 | The Porter toth'infernall gate is Sin, | A fhapeleffe fhape, a foule deformed thing, | Nor nothing ‚nor a fubftance : as thofe thin | And empty formes, which through the ayer fling Their wandring fhapes, at length they’r faftned in The ChryRall fight. It ferves, yet reignesas King: It lives, yet's death: it pleafes, full of paine: Monfer! ah who, who can thy beeing faigne? Thou fhapeleffe hape; live death, paine pleafing, fervile (raigne. II

Of that fir woman, and th’old ferpent bred, ` | By luft and cuftome nurft; whom when her mother Saw fo deform’d, how faine would fhe have fled Her birth, and felfe ¿But fhe her damme would fmother, - | Audall-herbrood ,had not He refcued | Who was his mothers fire, his childrens brother; Eternitie, who yet was borne and dy de: His owne Creatour, earths fcorne, heavens pride, Who th’ Deitie infle(ht, and mans fle(h deifi de.

or APOLL YONIST S. | eee 12 | | Her former parts her mother feemes refemble, Yet onely feemesto flefh and weaker fight; For fhe with art and pajnt could fine diffemble Her loathfome face: her back parts ( blacke as night ) Like to her horride Sire would force to tremble The boldeft heart; to th'eye that meetes her right She feemes a lovely fweet, of beauty rare; But atthe parting, he that thall compare, | Hell will more lovely deeme, the diyel's felfe more faire, |

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Her rofie cheeke, quicke eye, her naked breft,

And whatfoe’re loofc fancie might entice,

She bare expos'd to fight, all lovely dreft

In beauties livery, and quaint devife:

Thus fhe bewitches many a boy unbleft,

Who drench’t in hell, dreames all of Paradife: Her brefts his fpheares, her armes his circling skie; Her pleafures heav’n, her love eternitie:

For her he longs to live, with her he longs to die,

14 | [But he, that gave a ftone power to defcry "Twixt natures hid, and checke that mettals pride, ‚That dares afpire to golds faire puritie, | Hath left a touch- tone, erring eyes to guide, Which cleares their fight, and ftrips hypocrifie. They fee, they loath, they curfe her painted hides Her, as a crawling carrion, they efteeme: Her worft of ills, and worfe thenthat they deeme; | Yet know her worfe,then they can think,or fhe can feem. |

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Clofe by her fat Defpaire, fad ghaftly Spright,

With Raring lookes, unmoov'd, faf nayl’d to Sinne;

Her body all of earth, her foule of fright, | About her thoufand deaths , but more within: .

Pale, pined cheeks, black hayre, torne, rudely dights | Short breath, long nayles, dull eyes, (harp- pointed chin : | Light, life, heaven, earth, her felfe, and all fhee fled. | Fayne would fhe die, but could not: yet halfe dead, | A breathing corfe fhe feem’d, wrap’c up in living lead,

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| In th’ entrance Sicknes; and faint Languour dwelt,

| Who with fad grones tolle out their paffing knell :

| Late feare, fright, horrour, that already felt

The Torturers clawes, preventing death, and hell, Within loud Greife, and roaring Panes (that {welt | In fulphure flames:) did weep, and houle, and yell.

| And thoufand foules in endles dolours lie,

Who burne, frie, bizze, and never ceafe to crie,

| Oh that J ae re had liv'd, Oh that I once could die!

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| And now th’ Infernal Powers through th’ ayer driving,

| For fpeed their leather pineons broad difplay ;

| Now at eternall Deaths wide gate arriving,

| Sinne gives them paffage; (till they cut their way,

¡Till to the bottome of hells palace diving,

| They enter Dis decpe Conclave: there they Ray, Waiting the reft, and now they allare met;

A full foule Senate, now they all ate fet, (fwet.

| The horride Court, big fwol'ne with th’ hideous Counfel

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| The deepeft is the higheft roome ) in ftate | Sat Lordly Lucifer: his fiery eye, | Much fwol'ne with pride, but more with rage, and hate, As Cenfour, mufter d all his company 5 | Who round about with awefullfilence fate,

This doe, this let rebellious Spirits gaine ,

Change God for Satan, heaven s for hells Sov’raigne : | O let him ferve in hell, who fcornes in heaven to raigne !

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| Ah wretch, who with ambitious cares oppreft, ` | Long ft ftill for future, feel’ft no prefent good:

| Defpifing to be better, would ft be belt,

| Good never; who wilt ferve thy lufting mood,

| Yet all command : not he, whorais’d his creft,

But pull'd it downe, hath high and firmely ftood. Foole, ferve thy towring lufts, grow (till, Rill crave, | Rule, raigne, this comfort fromthy greatues have, | Now at thy top, Thouart a great commanding flave.

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| Thus fellthis Prince of darknes, once a bright | And elorious ftarre: he wilfull turn d away His borrowed globe from that eternall light | Himfelfe he fought, fo loft himfelferhisray Vanifh't to fmoke, his morning funk in night , | And never more fhall fee the fpringing day : | To be inheaven the fecond he difdaines : So now the firft in hell, and flames he raignes, : |Crown’d once with joy, and light: crown'd now with fire | ( and paines. |

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As wherethe warlike Dane the Ícepter fwayes, They crowne Vfurpers with a wreath of lead, And with hot fteele, while loud the Traitour brayes , They melt, and drop it downe into his head, Crown’d he wouldlive, and crown’d heends his dayes: All fo in heavens courts this Traitour fped. Who now ( when he had overlook’t his traine ) Rifing upon his throne, with bitter (traine Thus ‘gan to whet their rage, & chide their fruftrate Paine |

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See, fee you Spirits (I know not whether more + Hated, or hating heaven ) ah fee the earth Smiling in quiet peace, and plenteous ftore. Men fearleslive in cafe, inlove, and mirth: Where armes did rage, the drumme, & canon rore; Where hate, ftrife, envy raign'd, and meagre dearth; Now lutes, and viols charme the rayifh’t eare. Men plow with fworde,horfe heels their armors weare. Ah fhortly fcarce they’! know what warre,& armors were

| 25 Vudet their {prowting vines they {porting fit.

Th old tell of evils pafts youth laugh, and play,

And to their'wanton heads fweet garlands fir,

Rofes with lillies, myrtles weav'd with Bay:

The world's at reft: Erinnys, forc'tto quit

Her ftrongeft holds, from earth is driven away. Even Turks forget their Empire to encreafe: Warres felfe is flaine, and whips of Furies ceafe.

Wee, wee our felves I feare, will (hortly tive in peacée

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_ | Meane time (T burne, T broyle, Tburft with fpight ) Ia midft of peace that (harpe two edged fword Cuts through our darknes, cleaves the mifly night, Difcovers all our nares; that facred word ( Loc ktup by Rome) breakes prifon, fpreads the light, Speakes every tongue, paints, and points out the Lord, His birth, life, death, and croffe:our guilded Stocks, Our Laymens bookes, the boy, and woman mocks:

They laugh,they fleer, and fay, Blocks teach and worfhip | (Blocks.

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Spring-tidesof light divine the ayre furound, And bring downe heaven to earth; deafe Ignoraunce; Vext with the day, her head in hell bath drow’nd: Fond Superftition, frighted with the glaunce Of fuddaine beames, in vaine hath croft her rounds Truth and Religion every where advaunce:

Their conqu ring ftandards: Errour's loft and fled:

Earth burnesinlove to heaven: heaven yeelds her bed To earth; and common growne, {miles ro be ravifhed,

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That little fwimming Ifle above the reft, Spipht of our fpight, and all our plots, remaines: | And growes inhappines: but late our neft, Where wee and Rome, and blood, and all-our traines, - | Monks, Nuns, dead, and live idols, fafe did reft: Now there (next th’ Oath of God ) that Wraftler raignes, W ho fills the land and world with peace, his fpeare Is but a pen, with which he downedoth beare | Blind Ignoraunce, falfe gods, and fuperftitious feare. . AR SERIE A ORR A a ES

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| There God hath fram’d another Paradife, *

| Fat Olives dropping peace, victorious palmes,

| Nor in the midft, but every where doth rife

| That hated tree of life, whofe precious balmes

| Cure every finfull wound: give light to th’ eyes,

Vnlock the eare, recover fainting qualmes.

| Thererichly growes what makes a people bleft;

| A garden planted by himfelfe and dreft:

| Where he himfelfe doth walke, where he himfelfe my (reft.

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| (There every ftarre fheds his {weet influence,

| And radiant beames: great, little, old, and new

Their glittering rayes, and frequent confluence

| The milky path to Gods high palace ftrew:

| Th’ unwearied Paftors with fteel’d confidence,

| Conquer d, and conquering frefb their fight renew. Our ftronge(t holds that thundring ordinaunce

| Beats downe, and makes our proudeft turrets daunce, | Yoking mens iron necks in his fwect governaunce,

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| Nor canth' old world content ambitious Light,

| Virginia our foile, our feat, and throne,

| (To which fo long poflehon gives us right,

| As long as heils) Virginia's felfeis gone:

| That ftormy He which th’ lle of Devills hight,

Peopled with faith, truth, grace, religion. What s next but hell ? T bat now alone remaines, And that fubdw de even here he rules and raignes,

| And mortals gin to dreame of long, but endles paines.

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39 While we ( good harmeles creatures) fleep, or play, Forget our former lofe, and following paine: Earth Íweats for heaven, but hell keeps holy- day. Shall we repent good foules ? or (hall we plaine ? Shall we groane, figh, weep, mourne, for mercy pray ? Lay downe our fpight, wafh out our finfull ftaine ? May be hee'l yeeld, forget, and ufe us well, Forgive, joyne hands, reftore us whence we fell: May be hee’] yeeld us heaven, and fall himfelfe to hell,

3I But me, oh never let me, Spirits, forget | That glorious day, when I your ftandard bore, And {corning inthe fecond place to fit, With you affaulted heaven, his yoke forfwore. My dauntleffe heart yet longs to bleed, and fwet In fuch a fray: the more ] burne,the more I hate: fhould he yet offer grace, arid eafe, If fubject we our armes, and fpight furceafe, | Such offer fhould I hate, and fcorne fo bafe a peace,

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Where are thofe fpirits? Where that haughty rage, That durft with me invade eternall light ? What? Areour hearts falne too? Droope we withage ? Can we yet fall from hell, and hellifh fpight ? Can finart our wrath, can griefe our hate affwage? Dare we with heaven, and not with earth to fight ?

Your armes, allies, your felves as ftrong as ever,

Your foes, their weapons , numbers weaker never. For fhame tread downe this earth: what wants but your

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| Now by your felves, and thunder-danted armes,

| But never danted hate, Tyou implore,

| Command, adjure, reinforce your fierce alarmes:

| Kindle, I pray, who never prayed before,

‚| Kindle your darts, treble repay our harmes,

[Oh our thort time, too fhort, ftands at the dore,

| Double your rage: ifnow we doe not ply,

| We loneinhell, without due company,

| And worfe, without defert, without revenge fhallly.

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| He, Spirits, (ah chat, that’s our maine torment ) He Can feele no wounds, laughs at the (word, and dart, Himfelfe from griefe, from fufPring wholly frees

His fimple nature cannot taft of fmart,

| Yet in his members wee him grieved fees

For, and inthem, he fuffers ; where his heart

| Lies bare, and nak’t, there dart your fiery fteele,

| Cut, wound, burne, feare, if not the head, the heele, | Let him in every part fome paine, and torment feele,

35 | That light comes pofting on,that curfed light, | | When they as he, all glorious, all divine,

| (Their flefh cloth'd with the fun, and much more bright,

| Yet brighter fpirits) (hall in his image fhine,

| And fee him as hee is: there no defpight,

| No force, no art their {tate can undermine,

| \ Full of unmeafur'd bliffe, yet fill receiving,

| Their foules Rill childing joy, yet fill conceiving,

| Delights beyond the with,beyond quick thoughts percei-

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| 3 6 | But we faft pineon’d with darke firy chaines, | Shall fuffer every ill, but dce no more, | The guilty fpirit there feeles extreameft paines, | Yet feares worfe then ie fecles: and finding ftore | Of prefent deaths, deaths abfence fore complaines: | Oceans of ills without or ebbe, or fhore, | Alifethatever dies, a death that lives, And, worft ofall, Gods abfent prefence gives | A choufand living woes, a thoufand dying griefes.-

37 | But whenhe fummes his time, and turnes hiseye . |Firft to the paff, then future pangs, paft dayes |( And every day's anage of mifery ) |In torment fpent, by thoufands downe helayes, | Future by millions, yet eternity | Growes nothing lefle, nor paft to come allayes. | Througheyery pang,and griefe he wild doth runmne, | And challenge coward death, doth nothing fhunne, | That he mav nothing be; does all to be undone.

| 38 | O fet our workeequall our wages, let | Our Iudge fall fhort, and when his plagues are fpent, | Owe more then he hath paid, live in our debt: | Let heaven want vengeance, hell want punifhmene | To give our dues: when wee with flames befet |Still dying liveinendleslanguifhmert. | This be our comfort, we did get and win The fires, and tortures we are whelmed in: We havekep: pace, outrun his juftice with our fin.

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And now you States of hell give your advife, And to thefe ruines lend your helping hand, This faid, and ceas't; Araight humming murmures rife : Some chafe, fome fret, fome fad and choughtfull Rand, Some chat, and fome new ftratagems devife, | And every one heavens ftronger powers ban’d,

And teare for madneffe their uncombed fnakes,

And every one his fiery weapoa fhakes, And every one expects who fi:ft the anfwer makes,

40 So when the falling Sunne hangs o're the maine, ' Ready to droppeinto the Wefterne wave, By yellow Chame, where all the Mufes raigne, And with tbeir towres his reedy head embrave; Tue warlike Gnat their flutt’rıng armies traine, All have fharpe fpeares, and all fhrill crumpets haves Their files they double, loud their cornets found, Now march at length, their troopes now gather round: The bankes, the broken noife, and turrets faite rebound.

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| WE: care, what watch need guard that tot ring State | Which mighty foes befiege ‚falfe friends betray, ‚Where enemies Itrong, and fubrile fwol'ne with hate, - | Catch all oceafions; wake, watch night and day ? | The towne divided, even the wall and gate | Proove traitours, and the Councill’felfe takes pay: | Of forraigne States, the Prince is overfwai d. | By underminers, puts off friendly aid, | His.wieby will, his (trength by weakenes over- laid 2

! ^ l'Thus men: thenever feene, quicke-feeing-fiends: Feirce, craftie, ftrongs.and world confpire our Falle-

| And we ( worfe foes) unto our felves falfe friendss: 4 Our flefh, and fenfe a trait rous gate, and walls.

| The fpirit, and fleth man in two factions rends::

| The inward fenfesare corrupted all, ^ "The fouleweake, wilfull; fwai'd with flatteries;. | Seekes not his helpe, who works by contraries ,. | By folly makes him wife, trong by infirmities.

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| See droufie foule, thy foe ne're fhuts his eyes,

| See, carcleffe foule, thy foe in councell fits:

| Thou prayer reftrain ft, thy fin for vengeance cries,

+ Thou laugh ft, vainefoule, while juftice vengeance fits.

| Wake by his light, with wifedomes felfe advife:

| What rigorous luftice damnes, {weet Mercy quits.

| Watch, pray, he in one inftant helps and heares :

| Let him not fee thy fins but through thy teares,

| Let him not heare their cries, but through thy groning | ( feares.

|| As when the angry winds with feas confpire, The white-plum'd hilles marching in fet array | Invade the earth, and feeme with rage on fire, | While waves with thundriag drummes whet on the fray , And blafts with whiftling fifes new rage infpire : | Yet foone as breathles ayres their fpight allay ,

| A filent calme infues: the hilly maine

| Sinks in it felfe, and drummes unbrac't refraine

| Their chundring noyfe, while Seas fleep on the eyen plaine;

5 All fo the raging forme of curfed fiends Blowne up with (harp reproach, and bitter fpight Firft rofe in loud uprore, then falling, ends, | And ebbes in filence: when a wily: {prighe To give ananfwere for the reft intends: | Once Proteus, now Equivocus he hight, Father of cheaters, {pring of cunning lies, | Offliedeccite, and refind perjuries, | That hardly hell it felfe can truft his forgeries.

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| Toevery fhape his changing fhape is dreft,

| Oft feemes a Lambe and bleates, a Wolfe and houles : | Now like aDove appeares with candide breft,

'| Thenlike a Falcon, preyes on weaker foules :

| A Badger neat, that flies his "filed neft :

| But moft a Fox, with ftinke his cabin foules :

A Courtier, Prieft, transform'd to thoufand fafhions, |

| His matter fram'd of flight equivecations , | His very forme was form d of mentall refervations,

| Andnow more pradticke growne with ufe and are,

| Oft times in heavenly fhapes he fooles the fight :

| So that his fchollers felves have learn t his part,

| Though wormes, to glow in dark, like Angels bright.

| To finfull flime fuch gloffe can they impart,

That, like the virgine Mother, crown d inlight, They glitter faire in glorious purity,

| Andrzyes divine : meane time the cheated eye

| Is finely mock't into an heavenly ecftafy.

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Now is he Generall of thofe new ftamp’t Friers;

| which havetheir root in that lame fouldier Saint 5 Who takes his ominous name from Strife, and Fires;, | Themfelves with idle vaunt that name attaint ,.

| Which all the world adores: Thele Matter lyers:

| With trueth, Abaddonifts, with Iefus paint

| Their lying title. Fooles, who think with light

| Tohidetheir filth. thus lie they naked quite:

| That who loves Icfus molt, moft hates the Iefuite,

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9 Scone as this Spirit (inhell Apollyon, Onearth Equivocus ) ftood fingled out, Their Speaker there, but here their Champion, Whom lefler States, and all the vulgar rout - | Indangerous times admire and gaze upon, The filly Commons circle him about, And firft with loud applaufe they ufher in Their Oratour, then hufhing all their din, With filence they attend, and wooc him to begin,

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‘Great Monarch, ayers, earths, hells Soveraigne, True, ah too true you plaine, and we lament, In vaine our labour, all our art's in vaine; Our care, watch, darts, affaults are all mifpent. He, whefe command we hate, deteft, difdaine, Works all our thoughts and workes to hisintent : Out fpight his pleafure makes, our ill his good, Light out of night he brings, peace out of blood: What fell which he upheld ? what ftood which he with- s (Rood? II

As when from mores fome firie conftellation Drawes up wet clondes with ftrong attractive ray, | The captiv d feas forc’t from their feat and nation, Begin to mutinie, put out the day, And pris ning clofe the hot drie exhalation, | Threat earth, and heaven, and fteale the Sunne away: Till th'angry Captive (fir’d with fetters cold ) Wich thundring Cannons teares the limber mould, į And downe in fruitfull teares che broken vapour's roul'd.

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So our rebellion ‚fo our fpightfull threat

All molten falls; he ( which my heart difdaines )

Waters heavens plants with our hell- flaming heat,

| Husband's his graces with our finfull paines:

When moft againft him, for him moft we {weat,

We in our Kingdome ferve, he in it raignes: Oh blame us not, we ftrive, mine, wraftle, fight; He breakes our troopes: yet thus, we (till delight,

Though all our fpight's in vain, in vain co fhew our fpight. |

Our fogs lie fcatt'red by his piercing light, ` Our fubtilties his wifedome overfwaies, | MH His gracious love weighs dovyne our ranck'rous fpight, His Word our fleights, his truth our lyes difplayes, | Ourill confin’d, his goodneffe infinite, Our greatelt ftrength his vveakneffe overlaies.

He vvill, and oh he muft, be Emperour,

That heaven, and earth's unconquer d at this houre, Nor let him thanke,nor do you blame our vvil,but povv’r.

14 Nay, earthly Gods that vvont in luxury, In maskes, and daliance fpend their peaccfull daies, Or elfe invade theirneighbours liberty, | And fyvimme through Chriftian blood to heathen praife, | Subdue our armes vvith peace; us bold defie, ` Arm'd all vvith letters, crovvn d vvith learned bayes: With them vvhole fvvarmes of Mufes take the field; And by heavens aide enforce us vvay to yield; | The Goofe lends them a fpearc, and every ragge a fhield. |

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I5 But are our hearts fal’ne too; fhall wee repent, Sue, pray, with teares wath out our finfull fpot? Or can our rage with greife, and finart relent? Shall wee lay downe out armes? Ah, feareus not; Not fuch thou found’ ft us; when with thee we bent Our armes ’gainft heaven, when fcorning that faire lot Of glorious bliffe ( when we might ftill have raign’d ) With him in borrowed light, and joyesunftain’d, We hated fubje&t crownes, and guiltleffe bliffe difdain'd.

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| Nor are we changelings : finde, oh finde but one ,

But one in all thy troopes, whofe lofty pride

Begins to ftoope with oppofition :

But, as when ftubborn winds with earth ralli’de

(Their Mother earth ) the ayded by her fonne

Confronts the Seas, beates of the angry tide: The more with curl'd- head waves,the furious maine Renues his fpite, and {wells with high difdaine ,

Oft broke,and chac't,as oft turnes, 8 makes head againe:

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So rife we by our fall: that divine fcience Planted belowe, grafted in humane ftocke, Heavens with frayleearth combines in {trong alliance s. While he, their Lion, leads that fheepifh flock, Each fheepe, each lambe dares give us bold defiance: But yet out forces broken gain{t the rocke

We ftrongly reinforce, and every man

Though cannot what he will’s,will’s what he can, And where wee cannot hurr,there we can curfe,and Banne.

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See here in broken force, a heart unbroke ,

Which neither hell can daunt, nor heaven appeafe :

See here a heart, which fcornes that gentle yoke,

And with it life, and light, and peace, and eafe : -

A heart not cool d, but fir'd with thundring ftroke ,

Which heavenit felfe, but conquer'd cannot pleafe : To drawe one bleffed foule from's heavenly Cell, Let me in thoufand paines and tortures dwell:

Heaven without guilt to me is worfe then guilty hell,

19 Feare thennochange: fuch I, fuch are weall ; Flaming in vengeance, more then Stygian fire, When hee fhall leave his throne, and ftarry hall, Forfake his deare-bought Saints, and Angells quire, When he from heaven into our hell ¡hall fall, Our nature take, and for our life expire; Then we perhaps ( as man ) may waver light, Our hatred turne to peace, to love our fpight, - Then heaven fhall turne to hell, and day fhallchaunge to m ( night. | 20

But if wich forcesnew to take the feild Thou long'ft, looke here, we preft, and ready ftand: See all that power, and Wiles that hell can yeeld Expect no watchword, but thy firt command: Which given, without or feare, or fword, or fheild Wee lc fly in heavens face, Land my band Will draw whole worlds, leave here no rome to dwell, Stale arts we fcorne, our plots become black hell, Which no heart will beleeve, nor any tongue dare tell,

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| s TheLocv d ES d 21 | | Nor fhall Inced to fpurre the lazy Monke, |

Who never fyveats but in hismeale, or bed, Whofe forvvard paunch ufhers his ufelefle truncke, He barrels darkenes ın his empty head:

To eate, drinke, void what he hath eat and drunke, Then purge his reines; chus thefe Saints merited:

| They fakt vvith holy fifh, and flov ving vvine * Hence. Not common, but (which fits fuch Saints) + Divine: called Vi- | Poore foules, they dare not foile their hands vvith preci- num These’ i rer 3 (ous mine? logicus 2

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D = th'earth vvich night and mi(ts vvas overfvvai'd , | |

| And all the vvorld in clouds yvas laid a fteep, Their fluggifh trade did lend us friendly aid, They rock't and hufh’t the vvorld in deadly fleep , | Cloyft'red the Sunne, the Moone they overlaid, | And prifon d every ftarre in dungeon deep. _ And vvhenthe light put forth his morning ray, 1, - My famous Dominicke tooke the light avvay,

| And ler in feas of blood to quench the early day.

| 5 | But oh, that recreant Frier, wholong in night Had flepe, his oath to me his Captaine brake, Vncloyft'redvvith himfelfe the hated light; Thofe piercing beames forc't drovvfie earth avvake, Nor could vve all refift: out flatt'rie, fpight, | Arts, armes, his viétorie more famous make, ii . Dovvncloyfters fall; the Monkes chac’t from their fty . Lie ope, and all their loathfome company; Hypoctifie, rape, blood, theft, vvhooredome, Sodomy, |

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24 Thofe troupes I foone disband now ufeles quite; And with new mutters fill my companies; And preffe the crafty wrangling Iefüite: | Nor traine I him as Monks, his (quinted eyes Take in and view afcaunce the hatefulllight : So ftores his head with fhifts and fubtilties. | Thus being arm'd with arts, his turning braines Alloverturne. Oh With what eafy paines Lighthe confounds with light, and truth with truth di- (ftaines,

| 25 | The world is rent in doubt: fome gazing ftay, Few fteparight , but mott goe with the croud. So whenthe goldenSun with fparkling ray Imprints his ftamp uponanadverfe cloud, The watry glafic fo thines, that’s hard to fay Which is the true, whichis the falfer proud. The filly people gape, and whifp’ring cry. That fome ftrange innovation is ny, And fearefull wifard fings of parted tyranny.

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Thefe have I train’d to {corne their contrariés, Outeface the truth, out- ftare rhe open light: And vvhat vvith feeming truths and cunning lies Confute they cannot, vvith a {coffe to fleight. Then after loffe to crovve their viétories, And get by forging vvhat they lot by fight.

And novy fo vvell they ply them, that by heart:

They all have got my counterfeiting part, Thacto my fchollers I turne fcholler in mine art,

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| 27 | Follow'd by thefe brave fpirits, I nothing feare | To conquer earth, or heaven it felfe affayle, | To fhake the ftarres, as thick from fixed {pheare, As when a ruftick arme with ftubborne flayle | Beates out his harveftfrom the {welling eare; |T eclipfethe Moone, and Sun himfelfe injayles | Hadall our army fuch another band, Nor earth, nor heaven could long unconquer'd ftand : But hell fhouldheaven, and they, I feare, would hell com-

(mand. 28 |

| What Country, City, Towne, what family,

| In which they have not fome intelligence,

| And party, fome that love their company?

| Courts, Councells, hearts of Kings fiad no defence,

| No guard to barre them out: by flattery

| They worme and fcrue into their confcience;

|. Or with fteel, poyfon, dagges diflodge the fprite. | "Ifany quench or dampe this Orient light, | Or foile great Iefus name, it is che Iefuite.

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| When late our whore of Rome was difaray’d,

| Strip't of her pall, and skarlet ornaments, _

| And all her hidden filth lay broad difplayd,

| Her putride pendant bagges, her mouth that fents

| Asthisof hell, her hands with fcabbes array’d,

| Her pu(t'led skin with ulcer’d excrementss

| Her friends fall off; and thofethatloy'd her beft, Grow ficke to think of fucha ftinking beaft:

And her, and every limbe that touch't her, much detek,

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Who help't us then? Whothenher cafe did rue?

Thefe, onely chefe their care, and art appli’de | To hide her fhame with tires, and drefling news They blew her bagges, they blanch’t her egeo hide, And on her face a lovely picture drew.

But moft the head they pranck t in all his pride With borrowed plumes, ftolne from antiquitie:

Him with blafphemous names they dignifie ; Him they enthrone, adore, they crowne, they deifie,

31 As when an image gnawne with wormes, hath loft His beautie, forme, refpe&t, and lofty place, Some cunning hand new trimmes the rotten poft, Filles up the worme- holes, paints the foyled tace with choiceft colours, fpates noart, or coft With preciousrobes the putride trunck to grace, Circles the head with golden beames, that fhine Like rifing Sun: the Vulgarlow incline; And give away their foules unto the block divine.

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So doe thefe Dedale workmen plafferover,

And finooth that Stale with labour'd polifhings

So her defe&ts with art they finely cover,

Cloth her, dreffe, paint with curious colouring:

So every friend againe,and every lover

Returnes, and doates through their neate pandaring: They fill her cup, on knees drinke healths to th’. whore; The drunkennations pledge ito're and o re;

So fpue, and fpuing fall, and falling rife no mores

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33 Had not thefe troopes with their new forged armes Strook in, even ayre, earth too, and all were loft: Their frefh affaultes, and importune alarmes Have truth repell'd, and her full conqueft croft : Or thefe, or none mußt recompence our harmes. Tf they had fail'd wee muft have fought a coaft Ich’ Moone ( the Florentines new world ) to dwell, And, as from heaven, fromearth fhould now have fell To hell confin'd, nor could we fafe abide in hell,

34 Nor fhall that little Ifle ( our envy, fpight, His paradife) efcape: even there they long Have fhrowded clofe their. heads from dang'rous light, But now more free date preffe in open throng: Nor then were idle, but with praéticke flight Crept into houfes great: their fugred tongue Made eafy way into the lapfed breg Of weaker fexe, where luft had built her neft, There layd they Cuckoe eggs and hatch't their brood un- (blek.

| 35 There fowe they traytrous feed with wicked hand "Gain(ít God,and man; well thinks their filly fonne To merit heaven by breaking Gods command, To be a Patriot by rebellion. | And when his hopes are loft, his life and land, And he , and wife, and child are all undone, Then calls for heavénand Angells, in ftep I, And waft himquick to bel ; thus thoufands die, Yet ftill their children doat : fo fine their forgerie, | But

or APOLLYONISTS. ES EE NE C Mte di dide vcr al ME ERR RM 36 Butnow that ftormy feafon's layd, their (pring, | And warmer Sunnes call them from wintry cells Thefe better times will fruits much better bring, Their labours foone will fill the barnes of hell | ; With plenteous flore; ferpents, if warn d, will (ting: | And even now they meer, and hife, and fwell. - | Thinkenotoffalling, inthe name ofall This dare I promife, and make good I fhall, While they thus firmely ftand, wee cannot wholly fall.

| 37 And fhall chefe mortals creep, fawne, flatter, ly, Coyne into thoufand arts their fruitfull braine, - Venter life, limbe, through earth, and water fly To winne us Profelytes? Scorne cafe, and paine, To purchafe grace in their whore- miflres eye? Shall they fpend, {pill their deareft blood, to ftaine Romes Calendar, and paint their glorious name In hers, and our Saint-Rubrick? Get them fame, | Where Saints are fiends, gaine loffe, grace difgrace, glory | | fhame? | 38

And fhall wee, ( Spirits ) Shall we ( whofe life and death | Are both immortall )fhall we, can we faile? | Great Prince o th’ lower world, in vaine we breath Our fpight in Councell; free us this our jayle: Wee doe but loofe our little time beneath; Alltotheir charge: why fit we here to waile? Kindle your darts, and rage; renew your fight : We are difmift : breake out upon the light, | Fill ch’ earth with fin, and blood; heaven with ftormes,and |

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With that the bold black Spirit invades the day, And heav'n, and light, and Lord of both defies, All hell runout, and footy flagges difplay, A foule deformed rout: heav'n fhuts his eyes; The (tatres looke pale,and early mornings ray Layes dovvne her head againe, aud dares not rife s.

A fecond night of Spirits the ayre poffeft;

The vvakefull cocke that late forfooke his neft, Maz d hovwv he yvas deceav d, flies to his rooft, and reft, -

| So whenthe South ( dippingbis fable vvings | In humid feas ) fweeps with his dropping beard The ayer, earth, and Ocean, downe he flings The laden trees, the Plowmans hopes new-eard Swimme on the playne: his lippes loud thunderings, And fla(hing eyes make all the world afeard: Light with darke cloudes, waters with fires are met, The Sunne but now is rifing, now is fet, | And finds Wcft-fhades in Ealt, and feas in ayers wet.

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Alfe world how doeft thou witch dimme reafons eies ? i F Hee thy painted face, thy changing fafhion: | Thy treafures, honours all are vanities , Thy comforts, pleafures, joyes all are vexation, Thy words are lyes, thy oaths foule perjuries, Thy wages, care, greife, begg ry, death, dam nation: All this I know: I know thou doeft deceive me, Yet cannot as thou art, but feem ft, conceaye thee: I know I (hould, I muft, yet oh I would not leave thee,

2

Looke as in dreames, where th’ idle fancie playes,. One thinkes that fortune high his head advances : Another {pends in woe his weary dayes ; A third feemes fport inlove, and courtly daunces ; This grones, and weeps, that chants his merry laies; A Gxt to finde fome glitt'ring treafure chaunces: Soon as they wake,they fce their tboughts were vaine, | And quite forget, and mocke their idle braine, | This fighs, that laugh’s to fee how truc falfe dreames can | ( faine. | ema) H a Such

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| 3 F 7 7 |Such is the world, fuch lifes fhort acted play: This bafe, and fcorn’d; this high in great efteeming, | This poore, & patched feemes, this rich, and gay; | This fick, that Grong: yet all is onely feeming : | Soone as their parts are done, all (lip away 5 | So like, that waking, oft wee feare w'are dreaming, | Anddreaming hope we wake. Wake, watch mine eies: | "What can be in the world, but flatteries, | Dreams , cheats, deceits, whofe Prince is King of night | (and lies?

| 4

| Whofe hellifh.troopes fill chee with finne, and blood; .

| With envie, malice, mifchiefs infinite :

| Thus now that numerous, black, infernallbrood

| Or'e- {pread thee round; th’ earth ftruck with trembling | Felt their approach, and all-amazed ftood, ( fright | So fuddain got with child, & big with fpight,

| Thedamned Spirits fly round, and fpread their feede :

| Straight hate, pride, (trife,warres, and {editions breed, | Get up, grow ripe: How foone profpers the vicious weed!

| 5

Soone inthe North their hellifh poyfon fhed, ^ Where feldome warres, ditfention never ceafe: | Where Volga's fireames are fail'd with horfe and fled, | Pris ning in Chryftal walls his frozen feas: | Where Tartar, Ruffe, the Pole, and profpering Swed | Nor know the fweet, nor heare the name of peace: Where fleeping Sunnes in winter quench their light, And never fhut their eyes in Summer bright; | Where many moneths make up one onely day, and night:

There

^ j 6 There lie they cloyf’red in their vvonted Cell:

| The facred nurferies of the Societie:

They finde them ope, fvvept, deck't: fo there they dvvell, |

Teaching, and learning more and more impietie.

There blow their fires, and tine another hell,

There make their Magazine, vvith all varietie Offiery darts; the Tefuites helpe their friends: And hard to fay, vvhich in their fpightfull ends

| More vexe the Chriftian world,the Iefuites,or the Fiends, |

| The Fiends finde matter, Jefuites forme; thofe bring | Into the mint fovvle hearts, fear’d confcience, | Luft-vvandring eyes, eares fil’d vvith vvhifpering, | Feet fvvift to blood, hands gilt vvith great expence, | Millions of tongues made foft for hammering, | And fit for every ftampe,but cruths defence: Y. Thefe (for Romes ufe, on Spanilh anvile) frame | The pliant matter; treafons hence diflame,

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But none fo fits the Polifh Iefuite, | As Ruffia's change, vvhere exil'd * Grecian Prieft Late fold his Patriarchal chaire, and right; | Thatnoyv proud Mosko vants her lofty creft | Equall with Rome: Romes head full fwolne vvith fpight, | Scorning a fellovv head, or Peer, but Chrift, Gtraines all his v vits, & friends; they vvorke, they plod With double yoke the Ruffian necks to load;

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| terbarking-} Worries the Lions felfe, and all his brood :

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In ruling others, not thy felfe! Thy flaves

Thy fervile fpirit pre& wich wild paflions raves.

Bate (tate, where but one Tyrant realmes commands:

Worfe, where one fingle heart ferves thoufand knaves. Would'ft thou live honoured? Clip ambitious wing, To reafons yoke thy furious paffions bring.

Thrice noble is the man, who of himfelfeis King.

II With mimicke skill, they trayne a*cagedbeaft, And teach him play a royall Lyons part: Thenin the Lyons hide, and titles dret bcd They bring him forth: he Mafter in his art, H Soone winnes the Vulgar Ruffe, who hopes for reft In chaunge; and if not eafe, yet leffer {mart : All hunt that moniter, he foone melts his pride

` In abject feare; and life himfelfe envi'de : 2

So whelp't aFox,a Wolfe he liv'd, an Afe he di'de,

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Proud of his ea(y'ctowne and: ftraunge fucceffe, | The fecond beat ( fprung ofa bafer brood ) Comes on the (tage, and with great feemelinefle Aéts his firft fcenes: now ftrong ’gins chaunge his mood, And melts itr pleifure, luft, and wantoaneffe: Then fwimmes in other, finkes in his owne blood. With blood, and warres the ice and liquid fnowes: Arethaw' ds the earth a red fea overdowes,..

Quarrells by falling rife, and ftrife by cutting growese. -

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13 Some fiends to Grece their helliflrfirebrands bring, And wake the fleeping fparks of Turkith rages Where once the lovely Mufesuf’d to fing, And chant th’ Heroes ofthat golden age; Where fince more facred Graces learn d to ftring That heav'nly lyre, and with their canzons fage- Infpirit flefhy and quicken ftinking graves, | There ( ah for pitty?) Mufes novv are flaves, M Graces are fled to hcav/n, and hellifh Mahomet raves...

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But Lucifers.proud band inprouder Spaine .

Difperfe their croopes: fome vvith unquench’e ambition:

Infame thofe Moorifh Grandes, and fill their braine

Witir fubtile plots; fome learne of th’ Inquifition:

TS finde ncw torments, and unufed paines::

Some traine the Princes with theirle wd tuition, . That novy of Kings they fcorne to be the firit,” But onely: deep vyich Kingly dropfies pierc’r' |

Theis thirtt drinkes kingdomes downe; their- drinking |

(fires their thir(t,

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| 15 | Equivocus, remembring wellhis taske, | And promife, enters Rome; there foone he eyes | Waters of life cunn’d up in ftinking caske | Of deadly errours poyfon d truth with lies: | There that ftale purple Whore in glorious maske | Of holy Mother Church he mumming fpies, | Difimounted from her feven headed beaft, Inviting all with her bare painted brealt, | They fuck, fteep, fwell, and burft with that ctetu | (tealt.

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| Nor ftayes, till now the ftately Court appeares,

| Where lits:that Prieft-King, all the Alls Soveraigne:

| Three mitred crownes the proud Impoftor weares,

| For hein earth, in hell, in heav n will raigae:-

| And in his hand two golden keyes he beares,

| To open heav’n and hell, and fhut againe.

| But late hiskeyes are marr’d, or loft; for hell

| Hecannot fhut, but opes, and enters well:

| Nor heav'n can ope,but fhutsnor heav'n will buy, but fell.

17 | Say Mufes, fay; who now in thofe rich fields | Where filver Tibris fwimmes in golden fands, | | Who now; ye Mufes, that great {cepter wields, | Which once fway'd all the earth with fervilebands? Who now thofe Babel towres, once fallen, builds? Say, fay, how firft it fell, how now it ftands? How, and by what degrees thar Citie funk? | Oh arethofe haughty fpirits fo bafely (hrunk? * | Cefars to chaunge for Friers,a Monarch for a Monk?

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| 18 i [Tb Affyrian Lyon deck'tingoldenhide, . | Dan. 4; | Once grafp't the Nations in bis Lordly paw: | | But him the Perfian filver Beare defi d, | Da7.7 . $. | Tore, kill’d, and fwallowed up with ravenous jaw; | | Whom that Greeke Leopard no fooner fpi'de, | Daz.7. 6, | But flue, devour d, and fill'd his empty maw: | But with his raven d prey hisbowells broke; So into foure divides his brafen yoke. 4:3 Stone bits, thruft downe in haft, doe feldome feed, but | (choke. |

| 19 | Meane time in Tybris fen a dreadfull Beat | [With monftrous breadth, and length feven hills o're- | | And nurft with dayly fpoyles and bloody Feaft ( fpreads: |Grew vp to wondrous ftrength: with feven heads, | Arm’d all with iron teeth, he rends the reft, And with proud feet to clay and morter treads. And now all earth fubdu’de, high heav’n hebraves, The head he kills, then ’gainft the body raves: With Saintly flefh he fwells, with bones his den he paves,

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At length five heads were fall'ne; the fixt retir'd By abience yeelds an eafy way of rifing Toth’ next, and laft: who with ambition fir'd , In humble weeds his haughty pride difguifing, By flow, fly growth unto the top afpir'd: | Vnlike the reft he veiles his tyrannifing | With that Lambs head,& horns:both which he claimes; | _ Thence double raigne, within, without hee frames: | His head the Lamb, his tongue the Dragon loud pro- | | ! (clames. |

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Thofe Fifher Swaynes, whome by full Iordans wave The Seas great Soveraigne his art had taught, | To Rill loud tormes when windes and waters rave, | To fink their laden boats with heavenly fraught, To free the fifh with nets, with hookes to fave: | For while the fifh they catch, themfelves were caught: And’as the fcaly nation they invade, | Were fnar d themíelves, Ah much more bleffed trade | That of free Fifher fwaines were captive fifhes made !

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Long fince thofeFifher fwains had chang'd their dwelling; | Their fpirits ( while bodies flept in honour’d toombes )

| Heavens joyes enjoy, all excellence excelling ;

| And in their ftead a crue of idle groomes

| By night into the fhip with ladders ftealing,

| Fearles fucceed, and fill their empty roomes.

| The fifhers trade they praife, the paynes deride :

| Theirnarrow bottomes ftrech they large & wide, And make broad roomes for pomp, for luxury, and pride.

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| Some from their skiffs to crownes and fcepters creep, | | Heavens felfe for earth, and God for man rejeéting :

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| Some fnorting in their hulks fupinely fleep,

Seafons in vaine recall’d, and winds negle@ing :

| Some nets, and hookes, and baits inpoyfon fteep,

| With deathfull drugges the guiltles feas infe&ting : |. The fifh their life and death together drink ;

| And dead pollute the feas with venom d ftink : So downe to deepeft hell, both fifh and fifhers fink.

bee

24 While thus they fwimme in eafe, with plenty owe, Each lofel gets a boat, and will to fea :

‘Soine teach to work, but haveno hands torewe;

| Some will be lights,but have no eyes to fee; _

| Some will be guides, but have no feete to goe;

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Some will bee feafoning falt , yet drown d in gall:

| Fit for no other ute but Rore an Hofpitall.

25 Mean time the Fifher ‚which by Tibers bankes | Rul'd leaffer boates ,cafts to enlarge his See : | His (hip ( eventhen too great ) with ftollenplankes | Length’ning, he makes a monftrous Argofies | And ftretches wide the fides with out- growne flankes : | Peter, and Paul his badge, this’ fword, that’s key | His feyned armes: with thefe he much prevailes, | Tohim each fifher boy his bonnet veyles, | And as the Lord of feas adores with ftrooken fayles;

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| Nor could all Seas fill up his empty mawes | For earth hethirfts; the earth invades, fubdues : | And now all earthly Gods with fervile awe | Are highly grac’tto kiffe his holy fhooes : | Auguftus felfe ftoops to his foveraigne lawe, . | And at his ftirrop clofe to lacky fues : | Then heavens fcepter claymes, then hell and all. Strange turne of chaunges! To be lowe, and thrall

Some deafe, yet ears; fome dumbe, yet tongues will bee;

Dumbe, deafe, blinde, lame,and maime; yet fifhers all, |

| Brings honour, honour ftrength,(trength pride,and pride a fi Vpony _

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| Vponthe ruines of thofe marble towres,

Founded, and rayf’d with skill, and great expence

Ofauncient Kings, great Lords, ar d Emperours,

He built his Babel up to heav’n, and thence

Thunders through all the world: On fandy floores

The ground- worke flightly flcats, the walls to fenfe , Seeme Porphyr faire, which blood of Martyrs taints; But was bafe lome, mixed with ftrawy Saints;

Daub’d with untemper'd lime , which gliftering tinfoyle

( paints.

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The Portall feemes (farre off) a lightfome frame;

| But all the lights are falfe; the Chryftall glaffe

|Back twith athick mud- wall beates off the flame,

Nor fuffers any fparke of day to paffe.

| There fits dull Ignoraunce, a loathly dame,

| Two eyes, both blind; twoeares, both deafe fhee ha’ss Yet quick of fenfe they ro her felfe appeare. ^ ^

|“ Oh who can hope to cure that eye,and eare, -

{ Which being blind, & deafe, bragges beft to fee, & heare!

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Clofe by her children two; of each fide one, A Sonne and Daughter fate: he Errour hight, A crocked fwaine; fhee Super(tition. Him Hate of Truth begot inStygian night; Her Feare,and falfely call d, Devotion; And as in birch, fo joyn’d in loofe delight,

They ftore che world with an inceftuous breed,

A baftard, foule, deform’d, but num’rous feed; All monfters; who in parts, or growth, want, or exceed,

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39 Her Sonne invites the wandring paffengers And calis aloud, Ho, every fimple fwaine Come, buy‘ crownes, fcepters, miters, crofiers, Buy thefts, blood, incefts, oaths, buy all for gaine : With gold buy out all Purgatory feares, With gold buy heaven amd heavens Soveraigne. Thentbrough an hundred Labyrinths he leads _ The filly foule, and with vaine fhadowes feeds: The poore ftray wretch admires old formes , and anticke ( aeeds.

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The daughter leads him forth in Pilgrims guife To vifite boly fhrines, the Lady Hales; The Doves, and Gabriels plumes in purple dyes, Cartloads of Croffe, and ftraunge-engendring nayles s The fimple man adores the fottifh lyes : Then with falfe wonders his frayle fenfe affayles ,

Saint * Fülbert nurft with milke of Virgine pure ,

Saint Dominicks * bookes like fifh inrivers dure; Saint Francis birds, & wounds; & Bellarmines breeches

eure.

32 The Hall is vaftly built for large difpence ; Where freely ufhers loofeft Libertie, The waiters Lufts, the Caterer vaine Expence, Steward of th’ houfe wide panched Gluttonie ; Bed. makers eafe, floth, and foft wanton fenfe; High Chamberlaine perfumed Lecherie : The outward Courtes with Wrong, and Bribery ftink , That holy * Catherine fmelt the loathfome fink From French Avinions towers, to Tufcan Siens brinke,

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ibe bleffed | Virgine, fo | faith Bara- | nius, Annal, | 1028. 2. Je | *Dominicks | books lay diy: | awhole night Arie | ver. Antoni | nus Sum.

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| Alexander 3

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The ftately prefence Princely fpoyles adorne Of vaffal Kings: there fits the manof pride, And with bis dufty *feete (oh hellifh fcorne !).. . Crownes and uncrownes men by God deifi de, *He isthat feeing, and proud-{peaking Horne, Who ftiles himtelfe Spoufe of that glorious Brides

The * Churches Head, and Monarch; Iefles rod;

The precious corner ftone; fupreame Vice-God; The Light, the Sunne, the Rock, the Chrift, the Lord a |

(God,

34 | There ftand the Pillars,of the Papacie; Stout Champions of Romes Almighty power, Carv'd outas patterns to that holy See. Firft was that Boniface, the cheifeft flower

| In Papal Paradile, who climb'd to bee

Firít univerfall Bifhop- governour. Then he, that would be Pope and Emperour too: And clofe by them, that monftrous Prelate, who Trampled great Fredericks necke with his proud durty ( fhooe.

| 35 Above the ref flood famous Hildebrand, The Father of our Popifh chaftitie : Who forc't brave Henry with bare feet to ftand, And beg for entrance , and his amitie. Finely the workman with his Dedal hand

| Had drawne difdaine fparkling in's fiery eie,

His face all red with fhame and angry fcorne, To heare his fonne lament, his Empreffe mourne,

| While this chaft Father makes poore Atto weare the horn.

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36 There Rood Lucretia's Father, Husband, Brother, Alexand. 6. | | The monfter Borgia, cas d in luft and blood: EN m And he that fil’d his child, and quell’d his Mother: Paul 3. | He, that was borne, liv’d, died in luft: there ftood Pius 4, | The female Pope, Romes fhame, and many other | John 8, or |

Kindled for hell on earth in luftfull flood. [ raten J0a2. | Thefe Saints accurfe the married chaltity, |

| Awifedefiles:oh deep hypocrify ! | Yetufe, reward, and praife twice burning Sodomy.

| 37 | And with thofe flefhly ftood the fpirituallBauds:

- | They choofe, and frame a goodly ftone, or ftock ,

| Then trimme their puppet god with coftly gauds.

| Ah who cantell whichis the verier block,

| His god, or he? Such lyes ate godly frauds.

Some whips adore, the croffe, the feameleffe frock, Nayles,fpeare, reed, {punges fome needing no partaker, |

| Norufng any help, but of the Baker; |

| ( Oh more then power divine! ) make, chew, and voide |

| | | ( their Maker. |

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| By thefe were plac'd thofe dire incarnate fiends | Studied in that black art, and that alone : | | One leagu’d himfelfe to hell t'effe& his ends, | Silvefter 2 | | In Romes Bee-hiverolive the Soveraigne Drones | oe "o3 | Another mufters all the Divels his friends | Gregory 7. | To pull his Lord out of his rightfull throne; (eae

| And worfe then any fiend, with magicke rite

| He cafts into the fire the Lord of light:

| So facrificd his God toan infernall fpright,

os |\

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39 But who can fumme this holy rablement ? | rs xo. | This prais’d the Gofpel asa gainfull cale; loba, | lhatqueftionsheav'ns reward, hels punifhments | and 24. | This for his difh in fpight of God doth call ; | HemyEm- | That heaven taints, infects the Sacrament; | perourwas | The bread, and feale of life perpetuall: | poyfoned in And pois'ning Chrift, poifons with him his King ; | the Sacra- Ef d deat ; ? He life and death in one draught {wallowing , | Ment given af] » El e fi full fi Ag hz z 1 by a Preifi | Wain tofthis finfull ftaines in that Lifes deadly fpring. | fet on by Ro- | bert King of Naples, and Robert by Clement 5. Avent,

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L Ookeasa goodly Pile, whofe ayrietowres - Thruft up their golden heads to th'azure sky, But loofel y leanes his weight on fandy floores: Such is that mans eftate, who looking high, Grounds not his finking truft on heavenly powres: His tott ring hopesno fooner live, but die. : How can that frame be right, whofe ground is wrong? | Who ftands upon his owne legges, ftands not long : For man's moft weake in ftrength,in weaknes only ftrong.

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Thus Rome (when drench't in feas of Martyrs blood, And toft with ftormes, yet rooted faft on Chrift) Deep grounded on that rocke moft firmely flood: But when, with pride and worldly pompe entic't She fought her felfe, funke in her rifing flood, So when of late that boafted Iefuite Prieft Gath red his flocke,and now the houfe "gan fell, And every eare drew inthe fugred fpell, | Their houfe, and rifing hopes, fwole, burft and UBER | (fell. | K Through |

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| Through this knowne entraunce pafl that fubtile Spright:

| There thundring Paul retir'd he fullen found,

| Boyling his reftles heart in envious fpight,.

| Galld with old fores, and new Venetian wound:

| His thoughtfull head lean d downe his carefull weight

| Vpon a chayre, farre fetch't from Dodon ground,

| Thence without feare oferrour they define; -

For there the Spirit his prefence muft confine.

' | Olunore then God, who makes-his bread, blocks,chayres |

| ( divine! | |

| But that true Spirits want this falfefupplies :

| He folds that Scorners chayre ir s cloudy wings,

| And paints, and gilds it fayre with colour’d lies.

| But now from's damned head a fnake he flings

| Burning in flames: the fubrile Serpent flies

| To ch'aymed marke, and fills with firy ftings

| The Papal breft; his holy bofome fwel!s

With pride & rägesftraight cals for books lights, bells, | Frets, furnes, fomes; curfes,chafes,and threatens €— | ( nels,

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So when cold waters wall'd with brafen wreath Are fieg’d with crackling flames, their common foe, The angry feas "gin fome and hotly breath, | Then fwell, rife, rave, and ftill more furious grow : Nor can be heldsbrt,preft with fires beneath, Toffing their waves breake out,and all o’reflow.

In haft he calls a Senate; thither runne

The blood-red Cardinalls, Friers white,and dunne , And with, and bove the reft Ignatius’ eldeft fonne.

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The conclave fills apace; now all are met: | Each knowes his (tall, and takes his wonted place. | So downe they fit; and now they all are fet; E quivocus, with his bat- wing d embrace, | Clucks, broods his chickens, while they fadly treats | Their eyes all met inth' holy Fathers face, There firft forefee his fpeech: a dusky cloud i | Hangsonhis brow;hiseyes fierce lightnings fhroud, | At length they heare it breake, and rore in thunders loud. |

| 7 | Thrice- glorious founders of Romes Hierarchy, W hofe towring thoughts and more then manly fpirit Beyond the fpheares have ray'íd our Monarchy, - Nor earth, nor heaven can pay your boundlefle merit. Ohlet your foules above the loftieft sky Your pürchaf crownes and {cepters juft inherit. | Here in your pourtraits may you ever live; While wee (poore fhadowes of your pi&ures) grieve Our floth fhould bafely fpend, what your high vertues |

| (give. | g Iblufh to view you: fce Prielt- kings, oh fee Theirlively fhades our life as (hades upbrayd;

See how his face fparkles in majelly,

Whothat firft (tone of our valt Kingdome layd,

Spous’d the whole Church, and made the world his See: With what brave ancer is his check arrayd,

Who Peters ufeles keyes in Tiber flings? How high helookes that treades on Bafilisks Rings,

| And findes for’s lordly foot no ftool, but necks of Kings?

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| 9 | Clement | See where among the reft great Clement ftands, | Lifting his head bove heavea, who Angels cites And bids them lowly ftoop at his commands, And waft tir'd foules to thofe eternall lights. But what they wonne, we loofe; Townes, Cities, Lands Revolt : our Buls each petty Lamb-kin flights: We ftorme and thunder death ,they laugh, and gren. How have we loft our felves? Oh where, and when Were we thuschang’d? Sure they were more, we leífe : ( then men,

Io

| Luther, Can that uncloift’red Frier with thofe light armes, That {word and fhield which we mocke,fcorne, defie, ‘Wake all the fleepiag world with loud alarmes, And ever conqu’ring live, then quiet die ? And live, and dead load us with loffe and harmes? A fingle fimple Frier ? And oh (hall I, Chrift, God on earth, fo many loffes beare With peaceand patience? Who then Rome will feare ? Who thentoth’ Romane God his heart and hands will ( reare ?

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Belgia is wholy loft, and rather chufes

Warres, flame,and blood,then peace with Rome & Spain.

Fraunce halfe fal'ne off, all truce and par! refufes:

Ediéts, maffacres, leagues, threats, all are vaine.

Their King with painted fhew our hope abufes,

| And beares our forced yoke with fcorne, and paine.

| So Lyons (bound) ftoop, crouch with fained awe, But ( loos’d.) their Keeper feize with Lordly paw,

Drag, rend,& with his flefb full gorge their greedy maw.

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PA ARANA AE O ERE ET FETT EEE ET -—

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See where proud Dandal chain’d,fome {craps expecting, Beh Ber Lies cur-like under boord, and begsreleife: peepee But now their Corno our three crownes neglecting Pope Cle-

| Cenfures our facred Cenfures , fcornes our Briefe. ment the 5. Our Erglifh plots fome adverfe power detecting n Macs

| Dcubles their joy, trebles our fhame and griefe. ACD pan

What have we reap t of all our paines and feed: like a dogge, Seditions, murthers, poyfons, treafons breed before be

¡oht and fcorne ; in them more hate & heed.-| %#/d obtain

| To us more fpi ghnta 3 peace for tbe Venetians.

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| : Gate made | That fleet, which with the Moone for vafineffe ftood, Meo sin

| Which all the earth, which all the fea admires, the holy of» 4 | Amaz’d to fee on waves a Moone of wood, fice concer | Ble by our hands, frighted with fuddaine fires mag the

3 : : : ; moderatin | And Panicke feares, funke in the gaping flood: Popes e

| Some fplit, fome yeeld, fcarce one (that torne) retires, | zies.Burzbe That long wifh't houre, when Cynthia feti'th'maine, | Pope would What hath it brought at length, what change, what gain? | £/ve zo way

to it:as bee= ing n0 grea~ ter iben tbe authority o ar ; Bess ce / But Fates decree our fall: high fwelling » names ce four did | Of Monarch, Spoufe, Chrift, God, breed much debate, | require. | And heape difdaine, hate, envy, thoufand blames : * Paul Sin

| And fhall I yeeld to envy, feare their hate, p dase ep | Lay downe my titles, quit my jutteft claimes ?. _ EP Enan

| Shall I, earchs God, yeeld to uncertaine fate ? ans bad that

| Sure I were beft with cap inhand to pray . continually

| My theepeberul'd: I fcorne that begging way; in bis mouth

I will, Imuftcommand ; they muft, they fhall oba I mufi be o~ EORNM ; they icy Y: beyed, Hift,

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| Shall I, the worlds bright Sunne heavens Oracle,

The onely tongue of Gods owne mouth, fhall I,

Of men, of faith the Iudge infallible,

Therule of good, bad, wrong, and equitie,

Shall I, Almighty, Rock invincible ,

Stospto my fervants, beg authoritie ? Rome is the worlds, IRomes Head: it fhallraigne : Which to effe&, I live, rule; thisto gainc

Is here my heaven; toloofeis hells tormenting paine.

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Sofaid , and ceas' d: while all the Prieftly Round In fullen greife, and ftupide filence fat : This bit his lip, that nayl'd his eye to th’ ground, Some cloud their flaming eyes with fcarlet hat, (frown d: Some gnafh't their fpightfull teeth, fome lowr'd , and Till( greife and care drivenout by fpight and hate) Soft murmurs firt gan creep along the croud : At length they ftorm’d, and chaf’r, & thundred loud,

| And all fad vengeance {wore,and all dire mifcheife vow d.

17 So when afable cloud with fwelling fayle > Comes fwimming through calme skies, the filent ayre | ( While fierce winds fleepe in /Eol's rocky jayle ) | With fpangled beames embroydred, glitters faire : But foone ‘gins lowre and grone;ftraight clatt'ring hayle Fills ell with noyfe: Light hides his golden hayre; Earth with untimely winter's filvered. Then Loiol's eldeft Sonne lifts up his head, | Whom all wich great applaufe, and filence ufhered.

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Moft holy Father, Priefts, Kings Soveraigne, - "Who equal'ft th’ higheft, makett lefler Gods, ThoughDominick, and Loiola now fuftaine The Lateran Church, with age it ftoopes, and noddes : Nor have we caufe toreft, or time to plaine : Rebellious earth (. with heavenit felfe to oddes ) Confpircs toruine our high envi'de ftate : Yet may wee by thofe artes prolong our date, Whereby wee ftand; and if not chaunge, yet ftay our fate.

When captaines ftrive a fort or towne to winne, They lay their batt'ry to the weakeft fides | Not where the wall, and guard ftands thicke, but chinne : So that wife Serpent his aflaule appli de, And with the weaker veflell would beginne: He fir the woman with diftruft and pride, Then fhee the man fubdues with flatc ring lies ; Soin one battaile gets two victories : Our foe will teach us fight, our fall will teach us rife.

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Our Cheife whoevery flight and engine knowes ,

While onth’ old troupes he {pent his reftles paines,

Withequall armes affaulting equall foes ,

What hath he got, or wee? Whar fruite, what gaines

Enfu' de? we beare the loffe, and hethe blowes:

And while cach part their wit, and learning flraines, The breach repaires, and ( foil'd) new force aflumes:

Their hard encounters, and hot angry fumes

strike out the fparkling fire, whichifights them , us con- |

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In Read of heavy armes hence ufe vve flight: Trade we with thofe, which train’d in ignorance - Have {mall acquaintance with that heavenly light; Thofe who difgrac’t by fome mif; governance ( Their owne, or others) fwell with griefe or fpight. But nothing more our Kingdome muft advance, | Or further our defignes, then to comply

With that weake fexe, and by fine forgerie ;

| To worme in womens hearts, chiefly therich and high,

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Nor let the'ftronger fcorne thefe weaker powres s

The labour's leffe with them, the harveft mores

They eafier yeeld, and win; fo fewer houres

Are fpent: for vyomen fooner drinke our lore,

| Men fooner fippe it from their lippes, then ours:

Svveetly they lezrne, and Iweetly teach: vvith fore

Ot teares, {miles, kiffes, and ten thoufand arts They lay clofe batt’ry to mens frayler parts:

So finely fteale themfelves, and us into their hearts,

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That ftrongeft Champion, who with naked hands

A Lyoatore, who all uparm'd and bound

Hcap't mounts of armed foes on bloody fandss

By womans art, withoutor force or wound

Subdu'de, novy in a mill blind grinding ftands.

That Sunne of wifedome, which the Preacher crown d Great King of arts, bewitch’t with womens {miles, Fell deepe in feas of folly by their wiles.

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| Thefe Epicens haye fowne their fubtile brayne

- With thorny difference, and neat illuGon:

| Proud, fierce, the adverfe part they much difdaine, *

| Thefe muft be handled foft with fine collufion,

|For Calvins hate to fide with Rome and Spaine,

To worke their owne, and their owne-homes confüfion, And by large fummes, more hopes, wee muft bring in WifeBarnevelttolayourplotted gin: ^ "^.

| So where the Lyon fayles, the Fox fhall eas ly win.

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The flowres of Fraunce, thofe faire delicious lowres,

Which late are imp’tinftemme of proud Navar, `

With eafe wee may transferre to Caftile bowres,

Feare not that fleeping Lyon: this Idare, | |

| And will make good fpight of all envious powres, ( ayre,

When that great bough molt thteats the neighb’rin

Then fhall he fall: when now his thonghts workehigh, And in their pitch their tovvring projects fly,

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This be our taske: the aged truncke wee’! lop, And force the fprigges forget their former kind: Weel graft the tender twiggesonSpanifh top, And with faft knots Fraunce unto Spaine wee | bind, With crofle, and double knotts: wee (till, and drop The Romane fap into their empty mind: Weel hold their heart, wee’l porter at their eare, The head, the feet, the hands wee'l wholy (teare: That at our nod the head the heart it {felfe {hall teare,

29 All this a Prologue to our Tragedy: My head's in travaile of an hideous And fearfull birth; fuch as may fright the sky, Turne back the Sun: helpe, helpe Ignatiuse —— And in this a& proove thy new Deity. Ihave a plot worthy of Rome and us, Which with amazement heaven, and earth fhall fill: Nor care I whether right, wrong, good, or ill: Church. profit is our law, our onely rule thy will.

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That bleffed Ifle, fo often curft in vaine, Triumphing in our loffe and idle fpight, Of force fhall fhortly ftoop to Rome and Spayne: Iletake a way ne're knowne to manor fpright. To killa King is tale, and Idifdaine: | That fits a Secular, not a Iefuite,

Kings, Nobles, Clergy, Commons high and low,

The Flowre of England in one houre Ple mow, - And head all th’ Ifle with one unfeen, unfenced blow.

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A goodly frame, rays d high with carved ftones, Leaning his lofty head on marble ftands Clofe by that Temple, where the honour'd bones Of Britaine Kings and many Princely Grands Adornedreft with golden fcutcheons: Garnifh’t with curious worke of Dedal hands,

Low at his bafe the fwelling Thamis falls,

And fliding downe along thofe ftately halls, | Doth that chiefe Citie wath, and fence with liquid walls,

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Here all the States in full affembly meet, And every order rank’t in fit array, Cloth'd with rich robes fill up the crowded freet, Next fore the King his Heier leades the way, Glitt ring with gemmes, and royall Coronet: So golden Phofphor ufhers in the day.

Andall the whileche trumpets triumphs found,

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| Therein Aftrea’sballaurice doe they weigh |

| The right and wrong, reward and punifhment;

| And rigour with foftequitie allay ,

| Curbe lawles luft, and (tablifh governments

| There Rome it felte, and us they dare affray

| | With bloody lawes, and threatnings violent +

| «Tbe prin | Hence all our fuff rings, * torments exquifite,

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- | Knight Sir | Here Bacchuslyes, conceal'd from Iuno’s wrong,

| Mene Whom thofe cold vaults from hot-breath'd ayers keep.

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| 35 | And when with numbers juft thehoufe gins (well, | And every ftate hath filPd his ftation, When now the King mounted onlofty fell, | W.th honyed fpeech and comb'd oration | Charm's every eare, midft of that fugred fpell

Ple teare the walls, blow up the nation ,

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37 | | Thus fang, and dovvne he fat; vvhile all the Quire | Attune their ecchoing voices to his layes: | | Some Iefuite Pietie, and zealous fire, | Some his deepe reaching vvit,and judgement praife: | And all the plot commend, and all admire, | But moft great Paul himfelfe: a vyhile he ftayes; | Then fuddaine rifing, vvith embraces long | He hugges his fonne, vvhile yet the paflıon flrong | Wanting due yent, makes teares his y vords, and eyes his | E : (tongues | | 38 | | | At length the heart too full his joy difpers't, | Which mounting on the tongue, thus oyerfloyves: _ | You Romane Saints, to vy hofe deare reliques herft: | In golden fhrines every true Catholike bovves, | | And thou ofleffer gods rhe beft and firft, | eon | Great Englifh Thomas, ufhering our vovves, | Becker. | ~ Whogiv ft heaven by thy blood, and precious merit; | | Ifeevveftillyourlove and helpe inherit, | Who in our need rayfe up fo true a Romane fpirit.

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| What meed ( my Sonne ) can Chrift, or he above,

Or Ibeneath, to thy defervings weigh? -

What heaven can recompence thy pious love?

In Lateran Church thy ftatue crowr'd with bay

In gold fhall mounted ftand next higheft Iove:

| To thee wec’! humbly knecle, and vowe, and pray $ Haile Romes great Patron, eafe our reftles cares , Poffeffe thy heaven, and profper our affayres,

Even now inure thine careto our religious prayers.

4.9 | Soup they rofe as full of hope, as fpight, | And every one his charge with care applies, Equivocus wich heart, and pinions light Downe pofting to th’ Infernallfhadowes flies; Fills them with joyes, fuch joyes as Sonnes of night Enjoy, fuch as from finne and mifchiefe rife, With all they envy, greive, and inly grone To fee themfelves out-finn’d: and every one | With't he the Yefuit were, and that dire plot his owne.

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| of | Pook as a wayward child would fomething have, Yet flings away, wralls, fpurn’s, his Nurfe abufes :

So froward man, what moft his longings crave, ( Likenes to God ) profer'd by God refufes:

| But will be rather finnes bafe drudge and flave. The fhade by Satan promif’d greed'ly chufes,

| And with it death and hell, Oh wretched fate,

| Wherenottheeyes ‚but feete direct the gate !

| So miffe what mok we wifh,and have what moft we hate,

HE | Thus will this man of finne be like to Chrift; | A King, yet not in heaven, but earth that raignes 5 | That murchers, faves not Chriftians; th’ higheft Preift., | Yet not to wait his courfe, ( chat he difdaines.) | But to advaunce aloft his mitred creft; | That Chrift himfelfe may wait upon his traynes, | Straunge Prieft, oft heaven he fells,but never buyess | Straunge Doctor, hating truth,enforcing lyes : | Thus Satan is indeed, and Chrift by contraryes.

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| And fuch his Minifters all glift'ring bright..

| Innight and (hades, and yet but rotten wood,

| And flefhly Devils: fuch this Iefuite, ut

| Who ( Loiol’s Enfigne) chirftsför Englifh blood; '

- [He culs choice foules(foules vow'd torh’ Prince, ofnight, | And Prieft of Rome’) fweares chem ( an Englifh brood,

|^ “Bit hatch’t in Rome for Spaine) clofe to conceale,

| And execute what he (hould tnenreveale: - -

| Binds them to hell in fin,8 makes heavens Lord the feale.

| 4 | Now are they met ; this armed with a fpade, | That with a mattocke, voide of fhame and feare: The earth (their Grandame Earth) they fierce invade, And all her bowels fearch, and rent, and teare, Then by her ruines fle(h'e,much bolder made, They ply their worke; and now neere hell, they heare | Soft voices, murmurs, doubtfull whifperings: ` | The fearfull confcience prick't with guilty ftings, | A thoufand hellifh formes into their fancy brings.

This like a ftatue ftands; cold fright congeales

His marble limbes; to th’earth another falling,

| Creeping behind a barrell foftly fteales:

| A third inco an empty hog head cralling, : | Locks up his eyes, drawes in his ftraglıng heeles: : | A fourth , in vaine for fuccour loudly calling,

Flies through the aire as fwift as gliding ttarres . | Pale, ghaftly, like ‘infernall fprites afarre- ~

| Each to his fellow fees: and fo, or worfe they are.

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So when in fleep’s loft grave deadfenfesreft, Anearthly vapour clamb'ring up the braine | Brings in a meagre ghoft, whofe launched bref Showres downe bisnaked corps a bloody raine: A dull- blue-burning torch about his creft | He ghaftly waves; halfe dead with frightfull paine The leaden foot faine would, but cannot fly; | The gaping mouth faine would, but cannot cry: | And now awake (till dreames, nor trufts his open eyes

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At length thofe ftreames of life, which ebbing low Were all retir’d into the frighted heart,

| Backe to their wonted chanels gan to flow:

| So peeping out, yet trembling every part,

| And list ning now with better heed, they know

| Thofe next adjoyning roomes hollow d by art

|. Toliefor cellerage: which glad they hire,

And cramme with powder, and unkindled fire:

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| Slow Time, which every houre grow’ ft old and young Which every minute dy’ft, and liv’ ft againe;

| Sad time which fly ftin joy, but creep’ft in paine,

| Thy fteppes uneven are {fill too fhort or long:

| Devouring Time, who bear ft a fruitful traine,

| And ear't what ere thou bear'ft, why doft not flee, | Why do'ft not poft to view a Tragedie,

| Which never time yct faw, which never time fhall fee?

| Slacke aged Time with plaints and praires they daily tire.

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Of ftıy,asfiry Faux, whofe grifly feature

Adorn d.with colours of hellsregiment

( Soot black, and fiery red ) betrayd his nature.

His frighted Mother, when her time fhee went,

Oft dream’t fhe bore a ftraunge, & monftrous creature , A brand of hell (weltring in fire and {moke, Who all, and?s Mother's felfe would burne and choke :

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With wolvifh milk flefh’t him in deadly lyes,

Inhate of Truth,arid ftubborn errour: he

Fats him with humane blood, inures his cyes

Dath’t braines, torne guts, and trembling heartsto fee,

And tun'de his eare with grones and fhrieking cryes. Thus nurft, bred, grownea Canniball,now prett To bz the leader of thistroup, he bleft

His bloody maw with thought of fuch aroyall feat.

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Meane time the Eye, which needs no light to fee,

That wakefull Eye, which never winks or fleepes ,

That purelt Eye, which hates iniquitie,

That carefull Eye, which fafe his Ifrael keepes,

From which ao word, or thought can hidden bee;

Look’s from his heaven,and piercing through the deepes, With hate, and {corne viewes the dire lefuice

| Weary his hand, and quinteflentiall wit,

| To weave himfclfe a fare, and dig himfelfe apit.

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On whome, when finfull earth he ftrikes with 'maze,

He wide difplayes his black pavilion ,

And thundring, fires high towres with flafhing blaze: Darke waters draw their fable curtaines o're him, With flaming wings the burning Angels fhore him,

The cloudes, & guilty heavens for feare fly faft before him :

‚13 That mounting Eagle forth he fuddaine calls, Fly, winged Herald, tothat Citie fly,

Whofe towres my love, truth,wifedome builds and walls:

There to the Councell this foule plot defcry :

And while thy doubtfull writ their wit appalls;

That great Peace-makers fenfe Ile open, I Will cleere his mind, and plaine thofe ridling folds, So faid , fo done: no place or time with holds

His inftant courfe, the towne he thinks,hc fees,and holds,

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There in another fhape to that wife Peer ( That wifeft Peer ) he gives a darkfome fpell : He was the ftates Treafure, and Treafurer, Spaines feare, but Englands earthly oracle ; He Patron to my Mother Cambridge, where Thoufand {weet Mufes, thoufand Graces dwell ;

But neither hee, nor hurnane wit could find

The riddles fenfe, till that learn'd royall mind, Lighted from heaven, foone the knot , and plot untwin'd,

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| And now the fatall Morne approached neare:

| The Sunne, and every ftarte had quench't theit light,

| Loathing fo black a deed: the Articke Beare

| Enjoyn d to ftay, trembling at fuch a fight,

| Though drench t in ayrie feas, yet wink 't for feare.

| But hellifh Faux laught at blinde heavens affright.

| What? Such adced not feen? In vaine (faith he )

| Youdrowne your lights; if heaven envious be,

| Tle bring hell fires forlight; that allthe world may fee.

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Soentring in, reviewes th infernal! mines;

| Marfhals his casks anew, and ord ring right

The tragtcke Scene, his hellifh workerefines:

| Andnow return'd, booted, and dreft for flight,

| A watchfull Swaine the Miner underntines,

Holds, binds, brings out the Plot to view the light s jy The world amaz d, hel yawn d,earth gap'e,heaven ftar'd, |, Romehowl’dtöfee long hopes fo'fudden mard: | Thenet was fet, the fowleefcap't, the fowler farde >

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| Oh thou great Shepheard, Earths , Heavens Soveraigne,

| Whom we thy pafture-fheep admire, adore;

| See all thy flocks prottrateon Britaine plaine,

| Pluck't from the flaughter; fill cheir mouthes with flore

| OF incens't praife: oh fee, fee every fwaine | | ’Maz’d with thy workes;much’maz’d, but ravifh't more:

Powre out their hearts thy glorious name to raifes Fire thou our zealous lippes with thank full laiess Make this fav'd Hle toburne in love,to fmoke in praife,

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| Oh thou dread Spirit fhed thy heavenly fire,

| Thy holy flame into this frozen heart:

| Teach thou my creeping Mufe to heaven afpire,

| Learne my rude breft, learne me that facred art,

| Tune thou my lofty fong, thy glory would I fing.

| Thouliv'dft before, beyond, without all time;

| Art held innone, yet filleft every place:

| Ab, how (alas! ) how then fhall mortall (lime | With finfull eyes view that eternall fpace,

| Or comprehend thy name in meafur d rime ?

| To fee forth- right the eie was fet ith’ face,

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Which once thou taught f thy Ifraels fhepheard-King: | O raife my foft veine to high thundering; |

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Hence, infinite to come I wel defcry, Paf infinite no creature fees with eie:

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And yet by thee, tothee all live and move;

Thou without place or time giv’ft times and places:

The heavens (thy throne) thou lifteft all above,

Which folded in their mixt, but pure embraces

Teach us intheir conjundtions chafteft love,

Next to the Earth the Moone performes her races; Then Mercury; beyond, the Phofphor bright : Thefe with their friendly heat, and kindly might,

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The Virgin Earth, all in green-filken weed ( Embroyder'd fayre with thoufand flowres ) arrayd: Whole wombe untill'd knew yet nor plou gh, nor feed, Nor midwifry of man, nor heavens ayd, Amaz'd to fee ber num’rous Virgin breed, Her fruit even fruicfull, yet her {elfe a mayd:

The earth ofall the low'(t, yet middle liess

Nor finks, though loofely hang'd ia liquid skies: For rifing were her fall; and falling were her rife.

23 Next Earth the Sea a telty neighbour raves, . Which cafting mounts, and many a churlifh hill, Dilcharges 'gainft her wales his thundring waves, Which all the fhores with noyfeand tumult fill: But all in vaine; thou beat'ft downe all his braves: Whea thee he heares commanding, Peace, be (till, Downe ftraight he lowly falls, disbands his traynes, Sinks in him ‘elfe, aad all his mountaines playnes,

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Thou mad’ft the circling ayre aloft to fly,

And all chis Round infold at thy commands

So thine, it never could be feen with eye,

So groffe, it may be felt withevery hand.

Next tothe horned Moon and neighbour sky,

The fire thou-higheft bad’R,but fartheft ftand. Straungely thou temper f their adverfe affection : Though fill they hate and fight, by thy direction |

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For Earth's cold arme cold Winter friendly holds;

But with his dry theothers wet defies:

The Ayer's warmth detefts the Water's coldss

But both a common moifture joyntly ties:

Warme Ayre with mutuall love hot Fire infolds:

As moift, his drythe abhorres: drythe Earth allies ToFire, but heats with cold new warres addreffe: Thus by their peacefull fight, and fighting peace

All creatures grow, and dye, and dying ftill increafe,.

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Above them all thou fit’ft, who gav’ft all being, Allevety where, inall, and over all: Thou their great Vmpire, all their {trife agreeing, Bend ft rheir ftiffe natures to thy foveraigne call: Thine eye their law: their fteppes by overfeeing Thou overrul’f, and keep ft from flipp’ry fall,

Oh if thy fteady hand fhould not maintaine

What firft it made, all ftraight would fall againe, And nothing of this All, favenothing would remaine,

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27 Thou bid'ft the Sunne piece out the ling'ring day, Glitt'ring in golden fleece: The lovely Spring Comes dauncing on; the Primrofe ftrewes her way, And fatten Violet: Lambs wantoniug Bound o're the hillocks in their fportfull play: The wood-muficians chant and cheerely fing; The World feemes new, yet old by youths accruing. Ah wretched men, fo wretched world purfuing, Which Rillgrowes worfe with age, and older by renuing!

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| At thy command th’ Earth travailes of her fruits

| The Sunne yeelds longer labour, fhorter (leep;

| Out-runnes che Lyon in his hot purfuit;

| Then ofthe golden Crab learnes backe tocreep:

| Thou Autumne bid’ R (dreft in traw-yellow fuit)

To preffe ‚tunne, hide his grapes in cellars deep: Thou cloth’? the Earth with freez in ftead of graffe, While keen-breath’d winter fteeles her furrow’d face,

And vials rivers up, and feas in Chryftall glaffe.

29 Whar, but thy love ánd thou, which feele no change ? eas fill, and want + their waters fall, and grow;

The windy aire each heure can wildly range 3 Earth lives, and dies; heavens lights can ebbe, and low: Thy Spowfe her felfe; while yet a Pilgrim ftrange, Treading this weary world (like Cynthia's bow )

Now fullof glorious beames, and fparkling light;

Then foone oppos d, eclips t with earthly fpight Secmes drown d in fable clouds, buried in endles night.

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See, Lord, ah fee thy rancorous enemies Blowne up with envious fpight, but more with hate, Like boiftcrous windes, and Seas high- working, rifes So earthly fires, wrape up in watry night, With dire approach invade the gliftring skies. And bid the Sunne put out his fparkling light;

See Lord, unles thy right hand even fteares

Oh if thou anchour not thefe threatning feares, Thy Ark will fayle as deepe in blood, as now in teares,

| 31 | That curfed Beaft, ( which with thy Princely hornes , with all thy files, and high prerogatives His carrion cor'f andSerpents head adornes ) His croaking Frogges to every quarter drives : See how the key of that deep pit he tournes, And cluck's his Locufts from their {moky hives : See how they rife, and with their numerous fwarmes Filling the world with fogges, and fierce alarmes, Bury the earth with bloodles corps, and bloody armes,

2 The baftard Sonne of ae old Dragon( red With blood of Saints ) and all his petty ftates; That triple monfter, Geryon, who bred, Nurs't, fle(h't in blood thy fervants deadly hates, And that feduced Prince who hath his head Eyes, eares, and tongue all in the Iefuite pates; All thefe, and hundred Kings, and nations, drunk With whorifh Cup of that dire witch and punk, Have fworneto feethy Church in death for ever funk.

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| Now from thofe hel-hounds turne thy glorious eyes ; | Sce, fee chy faintiug Spoufe fwimme, finke in teares :

| Heare Lord, oh heare her grones, and fhrieking cries : | Thofe eyes long wait for thee: Lord tothine eares

| She brings heart, lips, a Turtle facrifice,

| Thy curfed foe that Pro-Chrift trophies reares :

How long ( juft Lord ) how long wilt thou delay

That druaken whore with blood and fire to pay ? Thy Saints,thy truth, thy name's blaíphem'd; how canft | | (thou ftay?

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| Oh isnot this the time, when mounted high 12.12. 14. | Revel 14.20 | With bloody armes, white armies, flaming eye,

| Thou vow ft in blood to fwimme thy fnowy fteed ;

| And ftaine thy bridle with a purple dye?

| This, this thy time; come then, oh come with fpeed,

Vpon thy Pegafus of heavenly breed,

Such as thy Ifrael {faw thee, when the maine Pil'd up his waves on heapes; theliquid plaine

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| Fround’ft ontheir pride: they feare, they faint, they fly :

Some fink in drinking feas, or drunken fand, Some yeeld, fome dalh on rocks; the Spanifh Grand

| Banquets the fifh in feas, or foules, and dogs on land.

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Oh when wilt thou unlock the feeled eyes Of thofe ten hornes, and Kings, which with the Beaft (Yet by thy hand ) "gan firft to fwell and rife? How long fhall they ( charm'd with her drunkenfeaft) Give ber their crownes ? Bewitch' t with painted lies, They dreame thy fpirit breathes from her fug’red breaft,

Thy Sun burnes with her cye-refleéted beames,

From her life, light, all grace, and glory ftreames.

Wake thefe enchaunted fleepes , fhake out thefe hellifh | ( dreames. |

37 Wakeleffer Gods, you facred Deputies Of heavens King, awake: fee, fee the light > Bares that foule whore, difpells her forceries,

Blanch't skin, dead lippes, fowre breath, fplay foot, owl- | ( fight. |

Ah can you dote on fuch deformities ? While you will ferve in crownes, and beg your right, Pray, give. fill up her never fill'd defire,

Scorne this bafe yoke; ftrip, eat,and burne her flefh in fire.

39 But thou, Greate Prince, in whofe fucceffefullraigne , Thy Britanes’ginrenue their Martiall fame, OurSovera' gne Lord, our joy moie Soveraigne, Our onely Charles, under whofe ominous name Rome wounded firft, ftill pines in ling'ring paine; Thou who haft feen, and loath'dRomes whorifh fhame,

Roufe thofe brave Sparkes, which in thy bofome fwell, |

Caft downe thisifecond Lucifer to hell: So fhalt thou all chy Sires, fo fhalt’ thy felfe excell.

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39 | Tisnot in vaine, that Chrifthath girt thy head | With three fayre peacefull Crownes: 'tis not in vaine, That in thy Realmes fuch fpirits are dayly bred, Which thirít, and long to tug with Rome, and Spayne; | Thy royal! Sireto'Kingsthis le&urered; | This, this deferv’d his pen; and learned veine: | Here,noble Charles, enter thy chevalrie; | The Eagle fcornes at leffer game to flie; | | Onely this warre's a match worthy thy Realmes, & Thee,

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| Ah happy man, that lives to fee that day!

| Ah happy man, who in that warre (hall bleed!

| Happy who beares the ftandard in that fray!

Happy who quells that rifing Babel feed!

| Thrice happy who that whore fhall doubly pay!

| This ( toyall Charles ) this be thy happy meed.

| Mayft thou that triple diademe trample downe;

|. This (hall chy name in earth, and heaven renowne,

| And adde to thefe three here therea thrice triple crowne.

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