Fuga sæculi. Or The holy hatred of the world Conteyning the liues of 17. holy confessours of Christ, selected out of sundry authors. Written in Italian by the R. Fa. Iohn-Peter Maffæus of the Society of Iesus. And translated into English by H.H.
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Fuga sæculi. Or The holy hatred of the world Conteyning the liues of 17. holy confessours of Christ, selected out of sundry authors. Written in Italian by the R. Fa. Iohn-Peter Maffæus of the Society of Iesus. And translated into English by H.H.
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Maffei, Giovanni Pietro, 1536?-1603.
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Printed at Paris [i.e. Saint-Omer :: At the English College Press],
M.DC.XXXII. [1632]
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"Fuga sæculi. Or The holy hatred of the world Conteyning the liues of 17. holy confessours of Christ, selected out of sundry authors. Written in Italian by the R. Fa. Iohn-Peter Maffæus of the Society of Iesus. And translated into English by H.H." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A06736.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 18, 2024.
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S. BENET ABBOT.
THE ARGVMENT.
LOoke how the Rosy Daughter of the morne,The Starre that glads ech mortall with its sight,Leauing at first old Titans bed forlorne,About the Spheres doth cast her Crimsom light;Roses and Lillyes hurling through the skye,Quenching the starres with rayes from thence that fly.
So glorious was thy morning, so bright rayesThy tender yeares did lighten, and foretoldThe heauenly Sunshine of thy riper dayes,Dispelling darkenesse, and inflaming coldAnd senselesse hearts with fire of holy loue,And drawing all to seeke the ioyes aboue.
Thou taughtst the way, remouing obstacles,That as they rise depresse our mounting soules:Thy doctrine thou confirmdst with miracles,And heau'n by thee both Death and Hell controules.If Starre, or Angell bring Heau'ns influence,Thou art that Starre, thou that Intelligence.
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