Du Bartas his deuine weekes and workes translated: and dedicated to the Kings most excellent Maiestie by Iosuah Syluester

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Du Bartas his deuine weekes and workes translated: and dedicated to the Kings most excellent Maiestie by Iosuah Syluester
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NOAH. The SECOND DAY Of The SECOND WEEK; (Book 2)

Containing

  • 1. THE ARK,
  • 2. BABYLON,
  • 3. THE COLONIES,
  • 4. THE COLVMNES.

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Acceptam refero.

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The ARKE. THE I. PART OF THE II. DAY OF THE II. WEEK.

THE ARGVMENT.
Noah prepares the Ark: and thither brings (With him) a Seed-payr of all liuing things: His exercise, a ship-board: Atheist Cham His holy Fathers humble Zeal doth blame; And diversly impugns Gods Prouidence: Noah refells his Faith-less arguments: The Flood surceast: Th' Ark-landed: Blood forbid: The Rain-bowe bent; what it pre-figured: Wine drowneth Wit: Cham scoffs the Nakednes Of's sleeping Sire: the Map of Drunkennes.
IF Now no more my sacred rimes distill* 1.1 With Art-less ease from my discustom'd quill: If now the Laurell, that but lately shaded My beating temples, be dis-leav'd and vaded: And if now, banisht from the learned Fount, And cast down head-long from the lofty Mount Where sweet Vrania sitteth to indite, Mine humbled Muse flag in a lowely flight; Blame these sad Times ingratefull cruelty, My houshold cares, my healths infirmity, My drooping sorrows for (late) grieuous losses, My busie suits, and other bitter crosses.
Lo, there the clogs that weigh down heavily My best endevours, whilom soaring high:

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My harvest's hail: the pricking thorns and weeds That in my soule choak those diviner seeds. O gracious God! remove my great incumbers, Kindle again my faiths neer-dying imbers: Asswage thine anger (for thine own Sons merit) And from me (Lord) take not thy holy Spirit: Comb, gild, and polish, more then ever yet, This latter issue of my labouring wit: And let not me be like the winde, that proudly Begins at first to roar and murmur loudly Against the next hils, over-turns the Woods, With furious tempest tumbles-vp the floods, And (fiercely-fell) with stormy puffs constrains The sparkling flints to roule about the Plains; But flying, faints; and every league it goes One nimble feather of his wing doth lose: But rather like a River poorly-breeding In barren Rocks, thence drop by drop proceeding: Which, toward the Sea, the more he flies his source, With growing streams strengthens his gliding course, Rowles, roars, and foams, raging with rest-less motion, And proudly scorns the greatnes of the Ocean.
THE DOOMS of Adam lackt not long effect. For, th' angry Heav'ns (that can, without respect* 1.2 Of persons, plague the stubborn Reprobate) In Waters buried th' Vniuersall-state: And never more the nimble painted Legions With hardy wings had cleft the ayrie Regions: We all had perisht, and the Earth in vain Had brought such store of fruits, and grass, and grain, If Lamechs Son (by new-found Art directed) That huge vast vessell had not first erected, Which (sacred refuge) kept the parent-payrs Of all things moving in the Earth and Ayrs.
Now, while the Worlds-re-colonizing Boat* 1.3 Doth on the waters over Mountains float, Noe passeth not with tales, and idle play, The tedious length of dayes and nights away:

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But, as the Sommers sweet distilling drops, Vpon the medowes thirsty yawning chops, Re-greens the Greens, and doth the flowrs re-flowr, All scorcht and burnt with Auster's parching powr: So the care-charming hony that distills From his wise lips, his house with comfort fils, Flatters despair, dries tears, calms inward smarts, And re-aduanceth sorrow-daunted harts,
Cheer ye, my children: God doth now retire These murdering Seas, which the revenging ire Of his strict Iustice holy indignation Hath brought vpon this wicked generation; Arming a season, to destroy mankinde, The angry Heav'ns, the water, and the winde: As, soon again his gracious Mercy will Clear cloudy Heav'ns, calm windes, and waters still.
His wrath and mercy follow turn by turn; That (like the Lightning) doth not lightly burn Long in a place: and this from age to age Hides with her wings the faithfull heritage. Our gracious God makes scant-weight of displeasure, And spreads his mercy without weight or measure: Somtimes he strikes vs (to especiall ends) Vpon our selues, our Children, or our friends, In soule or body, goods, or else good names, But soon he casts his rods in burning flames: Not with the fist, but finger he doth beat vs; Nor doth hethrill so oft as he doth threat-vs: And (prudent Steward) giues his faithfull Bees Wine of his wrath, to rebell Drones the Lees. And thus the deeds of Heav'ns Iust-gentle King, The Second Worlds good Patriarch did sing.* 1.4
But, brutish Cham, that in his brest accurst, The secret roots of sinfull Atheisme nurst; Wishing already to dis-throne th' Eternall, And self-vsurp the Maiesty supernall: And to himself, by name of Iupiter, On Afrik sands a sumptuous Temple rear:

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With bended brows, with stout and stern aspect, In scornfull tearms his Father thus be-checkt.
Oh! how it grieves me, that these servil terrors (The scourge of Cowards, and base vulgars errors) Haue ta'n such deep root in your feeble brest! Why, Father, alwayes selfly thus deprest, Will you thus alwaies make yourself a drudge, Fearing the fury of a fained Iudge? And will you alwaies forge your self a Censor That weighs your words, and doth your silence censure? A sly Controuler, that doth count your hairs, That in his hand your hearts keys ever bears, Records your sighes, and all your thoughts descries, And all your sins present and past espies? A barbarous Butcher that with bloudy knife Threats night and day your grieuous-guilty life?
O! see you not, the superstitious heat Of this blinde zeal, doth in your minde beget A thousand errors? light credulity Doth drive you still to each extreamity, Faining a God (with thousand storms opprest) Fainter then Women, fiercer then a Beast.
Who (tender-hearted) weeps at others weeping, Wails others woes, and at the onely peeping Of others bloud, in suddain swoun deceases, In manly breast a womans heart possesses: And who (remorse-less) lets at any season, The stormy tyde of ragetransport his reason, And thunders threats of horror and mishap, Hides a Bears heart vnder a humane shape. Yet, of your God, you one-while thus pretend; He melts in tears, if that your fingers end But akea-while: anon, he frets, he frowns, He burns, he brains, he kils, he dams, he drowns.
The wildest Boar doth but one Wood destroy; A cruell Tyrant but one Landannoy: And yet this Gods outrageous tyranny Spoyls all the World, his onely Empery.

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O goodly Iustice! One or two of vs Have sinn'd perhaps, and mov'd his anger thus; All bear the pain, yea even the innocent Poor Birds and Beasts incurr the punishment.
No, Father, no: ('t is folly to infer it) God is no varying, light, inconstant spirit, Full of revenge, and wrath, and moody hate, Nor savage-fell, nor suddain passionate, Nor such as will for som small fault vndoo This goodly World, and his owne nature too.
All wandring clouds, all humid exhalations, All Seas (which Heav'n through many generations Hath hoorded-vp) with selfs-weight enter-crusht, Now all at once vpon the earth have rusht: And th' endless, thin ayr (which by secret quils Had lost it self within the windes-but hils Dark hollow Caves, and in that gloomy hold To ycy crystall turned by the cold) Now swiftly surging towards Heav'n again, Hath not alone drown'd all the lowly Plain, But in fewe dayes with raging Flouds o're-flowen The top-less Cedars of mount Libanon.
Then, with iust grief the godly Father gall'd,* 1.5 A deep, sad, sigh from his harts centre hal'd, And thus repli'd: O false, rebellious Cham! Mine ages sorrow, and my houses shame, Through self-conceipt contemning th' holy-Ghost, Thy sense is baend, thine vnderstanding lost: And O I fear (Lord falsifie my fear) The heavy hand of the high Thunderer Shall light on thee; and thou I doubt shaltbe His Furies obiect, and shalt testifie By thine infamous lifes accursed state, What now thy shame-less lips sophisticate.
I (God be prays'd) knowe that the perfect CIRCLE* 1.6 Whose Center's every-where, of all his circle Exceeds the circuit; I conceiue aright Th' Al-mighty-most to be most infinit:

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That th' onely ESSENCE feels not in his minde The furious tempests of fell passions winde: That mooveless, all he moves: that with one thought He can build Heav'n; and builded, bring to nought: That his high Throne 's inclos'd in glorious Fier Past our approach: that our faint soule doth tier, Our spirit growes spright-less, when it seeks by sense To sound his infinit Omni-potence. I surely knowe, the Cherubins do hover With flaming wings his starry face to cover. Nonesees the Great, th' Almighty, Holy-ONE, But passing by and by the back alone. To vs, his Essence is in-explicable, Wondrous his wayes, his name vn-vtterable; So that concerning his high Maiesty* 1.7 Our feeble tongues speak but improperly. For, if we call him strong, the prayse is small: If blessed spirit, so are his Angels all: If Great of greats, he's voide of quantity: If good, fayr, holy, he wants quality; Sith in his Essence fully excellent, All is pure substance, free from accident.* 1.8 Therefore our voice, too-faint in such a subiect T' ensue our soule, and our weak soule her obiect, Doth alwayes stammer; so that ever when 'T would make Gods nameredoubted among men; (In humane phraze) it calls him pittifull, Repentant, iealous, fierce, and anger-full.
Yet is not God by this repentance, thus,* 1.9 Of ignorance and error taxt, likevs: His iealous hatred doth not make him curious, His pitty wretched; nor his anger furious. Th' immortall Spirit is ever calmly-cleer: And all the best that feeble man doth heer, With vehemence of som hot passion driv'n; That, withripeiudgement doth the King of Heav'n.* 1.10
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His sickly friend vext with exceeding pain, And feel his pulse, and give him health again? And shall not th' euer-self-resembling God Look down from Heav'n vpon a wretched clod, Without he weep, and melt for grief and anguish; Nor cure his creature, but himself must languish?
And shall a Iudge, self-angerless, prefer To shamefull death the strange adulterer; As onely looking fixly all the time Not on the sinner, but the sinfull crime? And shall not then th' Eternall Iusticer* 1.11 Condemn the Atheist and the Murderer, Without selfs-fury? O! shall Iustice then Be blam'd in God, and magnifi'd in men? Or shall his sacred Will, and soverain Might Be chayn'd so fast to mans frail appetite, That filthy sin he cannot freely hate, But wrathfull Rage him selfly-cruciate?
Gods sacred vengeance, serues not for defence* 1.12 Of his own Essence from our violence (For in the Heav'ns, above all reach of ours, He dwels immur'd in diamantine Towers): But, to direct our lives and laws maintain, Guard Innocence, and Iniury restrain.
Th' Almighty past not mean, when he subuerted Neer all the World from holy paths departed.* 1.13 For, Adams Trunk (of both our Worlds the Tree) In two fair Branches forking fruitfully, Of Cain and Seth; the first brought forth a sute Of bitter, wilde, and most detested fruit: Th' other, first rich in goodnes, afterward With those base Scyons being graft, was marr'd: And so produced execrable clusters Worthy so wicked and incestuous lusters: And then (alas!) what was ther to be found Pure, iust, or good, in all this Earthly Round?
Cain's Line possest sinne, as an heritage;* 1.14 Seth's, as a dowry got by mariage:

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So that, (alas!) among all humane-kinde Those mongrell kisses marr'd the purest minde. And we (even we, that have escaped here* 1.15 This cruell wrack) within our conscience bear A thousand Records of a thousand things Convincing vs before the King of kings; Whereof not one (for all our self-affection) We can defend with any iust obiection.
God playd no Tyrant, choaking with the floods* 1.16 The earthly Bands and all the ayrie broods: For, sith they liv'd but for mans seruice sole, Man, raz'd for sin out of the Liuing Roule, Those wondrous tools, and organs excellent, Their Work-man reft, remain'd impertinent. Man's only head of all that draweth breath. Who lacks a member; yet persevereth To liue (we see): but, members cut away From their own head, do by and by decay.* 1.17
Nor was God cruell, when he drown'd the Earth For, sit hence man had from his very birth Rebeld against him, was't not equity, That for his fault, his house should vtterly Be rent and raz'd? that salt should there besow'n, That in the ruins (for instruction) We for a time might read and vnderstand The righteous vengeance of Heav'ns wrathfull hand, That wrought this Deluge: and no hoorded waves Of ayry clouds, or vnder-earthly caves?
If all blew Curtins mixt of ayr and water,* 1.18 Round-over-spreading this wide All-Theater, To som one Climate all at once should fly, One Country they might drown vndoubtedly: But our great Galley hauing gone so far, So many months, in sight of either Star, From Pole to Pole through sundry Climats whorld, Showes that this Flood hath drowned all the world.
Now non-plust, if to re-inforce thy Camp,* 1.19 Thou fly for succour to thine Ayery Damp:

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Showe, in the concave of what Mountains steep We may imagine Dens sufficient deep For so much ayr as gushing out in fountains, Should hide the proud tops of the highest Mountains; Sith a whole tun of ayr scarce yeelds (in tryall) Water ynough to fill one little Viall. And what should then betide those empty spaces? What should succeed in the forsaken places Of th' air's thin parts (in swift springs shrinking thence) Sith there's no voyd in th' All-circumference?
Whence (wilt thou say) then coms this raging flood,* 1.20 That over-flowes the windy Ryphean Wood, Mount Libanus, and enviously aspires To quench the light of the celestiall fires?
Whence (shall I say) then, whence-from coms it (Cham) That Wolves, and Panthers waxing meek and tame, Leaving the horror of their shady home, Adiourn'd by Heav'n, did in my presence com, Who holding subiect vnder my command So many creatures humbled at my hand, And now restor'd to th' honour and estate, Whence Adam fell through sin and Satans hate? Whence doth it com, or by what reason is't, That vn-mann'd Haggards to mine empty fist Com without call? Whence coms it, that so little Fresh water, fodder, meal, and other victuall, Should serue so long so many a greedy-gut As in the dark holds of this Ark is shut? That heer the Partridge doth not dread the Hauk? Nor fearfull Hare the spotted Tiger baulk? That all these storms our Vessell haue not broak? That all this while we doe not ioyntly choak With noysom breath, and excrementall stink Of such a common and continuall sink? And that ourselues, 'mid all these deaths, are sav'd From these All-Seas, where all the rest are Grav'd?
In all the compass of our floating Inns,* 1.21 Are not so many planks, and boords, and pins,

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As wonders strange, and miracles that ground Mans wrangling Reason, and his wits confound: And God, no less his mighty powr displayd When he restor'd, then when the World he made. O sacred Patron! pacifie thine ire, Bring home our Hulk: these angry floods retire; A-liue and dead, let vs perceiue and proove Thy wrath on others, on our selues thy love.
Thus Noah sweetens his Captivity,* 1.22 Beguiles the time, and charms his misery, Hoping in God alone: who, in the Mountains Now slopping close the veins of all the Fountains, Shutting Heav'ns sluees, causing th' ayr (controul'd) Close-vp his channels, and his Seas with-hould, Cals forth the windes. O Heav'ns fresh fans (quoth he) Earths sweeping Brooms, O Forrests enmity, O you my Heralds and my Harbengers My nimble Postes and speedy Messengers, Mine arms, my sinews, and mine Eagles swift That through the ayr my rowling Chariot lift; When from my mouth, in my iust-kindled ire Fly Sulphry fumes, and hot consuming fire, When with my Lightning Scepters dreadfull wonder I muster horror, darknes, clouds, and thunder: Wake, rise, and run, and drink these waters dry, That hills and dales haue hidden from the sky.
Th' Aeolian Crowd obays his mighty call,* 1.23 The surly surges of the waters fall, The Sea retreateth: and the sacred Keel Lands on a Hill, at whose proud feet doo kneel A thousand Hills, his lofty horn adoring That cleaues the clouds, the starry welkin goaring.
Then hope-cheer'd Noah, first of all (for scout)* 1.24 Sends forth the Crowe, who flutters neer-about; And finding yet no landing place at all, Returns a-boord to his great Admirall.
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But seeing yet no shoar, she (almost tyr'd) A-boord the Carrack back again retyr'd.
But yer the Sun had seav'n Heav'n-Circuits rode, To view the World a-fresh she flyes abroad; And brings a-boord (at evening) in her bill And Oliue branch with water pearled still.
O happy presage! O deer pledge of loue! O wel-com newes! behold, the peacefull Doue Brings in her beak the Peace-branch, boading weal And truce with God; who by this sacred seal Kindely confirms his holy Couenant, That first, in fight the Tiger rage shall want, Lions be cowards, Hares couragious, Yer he be false in word or deed to vs. O sacred Oliue! firstling of the fruits, Health-boading branch, be it thy tender roots Haue lived still, while this strange Deluge lasted, I doe reioyce it hath not all things wasted: Or be it, since the Ebb, thou newly spring, Prays'd be the bounty of th' immortall King That quickens thus these dead, the World induing With beauty fresh so suddainly renuing.
Thus Noah spake: And though the World gan lift* 1.25 Most of his Iles above the waters drift, Though waxen old in his long weary night, He see a friendly Sun to brandish bright: Though choak't with ill ayr in his stinking staul, Hee'l not a-shoar till God be pleas'd with-all; And till (devout) from Heav'n he vnderstand Som Oracle to licence him to land.
But, warn'd by Heav'n, he commeth from his Cave, (Or rather from a foul infectious grave) With Sem, Cham, Iapheth, and their twice-two Brides, And thousand pairs of living things besides, Vnclean and clean: for, th' holy Patriark Had of all kinds inclosed in the Ark.
But, heer I hear th' vngodly (that for fear Late whispered softly in each others ear,

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With silent murmurs muttering secretly) Now trumpet thus their filthy blasphemy;* 1.26
Who will beleeve (but shallow-brained Sheep) That such a ship scarce thirty Cubits deep, Thrice fifty long, and but one fifty large, So many months could bear so great a charge? Sith the proud Horse, the rough-skinn'd Elephant, The lusty Bull, the Camell water-want, And the Rhmocerot, would, with their fodder, Fill-vp a Hlk far deeper, longer, broader?
O profane mockers! if I but exclude* 1.27 Out of this Vssell a vast multitude Of since-born mongrels, that deriue their birth From monstrous medly of Venerian mirth; Fantastik Mules, and spotted Leopards, Of incest-heat ingendred afterwards: So many sorts of Dogs, of Cocks, and Doves, Since, dayly sprung from strange and mingled loues, Wherein from time to time in various sort, Dedalian Nature seems her to disport: If playner, yet I proue you space by space, And foot by foot, that all this ample place, By subtill iudgement made and Symmetrie, Miht lodge so many creatures handsomly, Sith euery brace was Geometricall: Nought resteth (Momes) for your reply at all; If, who dispute with God, may be content To take, for currant, Reasons argument.
But heer t' admire th' Al-mighties powrfull hand* 1.28 I rather loue, and silence to command To mans discourse: what he hath said, is don: For, euermore his word and deed are one.
By his sole arm, the Gallions Masters saw Themselues safe rescu'd from Deaths yawning iaw; And offer-vpto him, in zealous wise, The Peace full sent of sweet burnt-sacrifice; And send with-all above the starry Pole These winged sighes from a religious soule.

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World-shaking Father, Windes-King, calming-Seas, With milde aspect behold vs: Lord appease Thine Angers tempest, and to safety bring The planks escap't from this sad Perishing. And bound for ever in their ancient Caues These stormy Seas deep World-deuouring waues.
Increase (quoth God) and quickly multiply,* 1.29 And fill the World with fruitfull Progeny: Resume your Scepter, and with new beheasts Bridle again the late revolted Beasts, Re-exercise your wonted rule again, It is your office over them to raign: Deer Children, vse them all: take, kill, and eat: But yet abstain and doe not take for meat Their ruddy soule: and leaue (O sacred seed!) To rav'ning Fowls, of strangled flesh to feed.
I, I am holy: be you holy then. I deeply hate all cruell bloody men: Therefore defile not in your brothers blood Your guilty hands; refrain from cruell mood; Fly homicide: doe not in any case, In man, mine Image brutishly deface: The cruell man a cruell death shall taste; And blood with blood be venged first or last; For evermore vpon the murderers head My roaring storms of fury shall be shed.
From hence-forth, fear no second Flood that shall▪* 1.30 Cover the whole face of this earthly Ball: I assure ye no; no, no, I swear to you (And who hath ever found mine Oath vntrue?) Again, I swear by my thrice-sacred Name: And to confirm it, in the Clouds I frame This coloured Bowe. When then som tempest black Shall threat again the fearfull World to wrack, When water-loaden Heav'ns your Hils shal touch, When th' ayr with Midnight shall your Noon be-pitch, Your cheerfull looks vp to this Rain-bowe cast. For, though the same on moystful Clouds be plaç't,

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Though hemm'd with showrs, and though it seem to sup (To drown the World) all th' Oceans waters vp, Yet shall it (when you seem in danger sink) Make you, of me; me of my promise, think.
Noah looks-vp, and in the Ayr he views* 1.31 A semi-Circle of a hundred hews: Which, bright ascending toward th' aethereall thrones, Hath a lyne drawn between two Orizons For iust Diameter: an even-bent bowe Contriv'd of three; whereof the one doth showe To be all painted of a golden hew, The second green, the third an orient blew; Yet so, that in this pure blew-golden-green Still (Opal-like) som changeable is seen. A Bowe bright-shining in th' Arch-Archers hand, Whose subtill string seems levell with the Land, Half-parting Heav'n; and over vs it bends, Within two Seas wetting his horned ends; A temporall beauty of the lampfull skies, Where powrfull Nature showes her freshest dies.* 1.32
And if you onely blew and red perceiue; The same as signes of Sea, and Fire conceiue; Of both the flowing and the flaming Doom, The Iudgement past, and Iudgement yet to come.
Then, having call'd on God, our second Father* 1.33 Suffers not sloth his arms together gather, But fals to work, and wisely now renew'th The Trade he learn'd to practice in his youth. For, the proud issue of that Tyrant rude That first his hand in brothers bloud imbrewd, As scorning Ploughs, and hating harm-less tillage, And (wantons) prising less the homely village, With fields and Woods, then th' idle Citties-shades; Imbraced Laws, Scepters, and Arts, and Trades. But Seths Sons, knowing Nature soberly Content with little, fell to Husbandry, There to reducing with industrious care, The Flocks and Droues cover'd with wooll and hair;

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As prayse-full gain, and profit void of strife, Art nurse of Arts, and very life of life.
So, the bright honour of the Heav'nly Tapers Had scarcely boxed ali th' Earths dropsie vapours, When hee that sav'd the store-seed-World from wrack, Began to delve his fruitfull Mothers back, And there soon-after planteth heedfully The brittle branches of the Nectar-tree.
For, 'mong the pebbles of a pretty hill To the warm Suns ey lying open still,* 1.34 He sets in furrows or in shallow trenches The crooked Vines choice scyons, shoots, and branches: In March he delves them, re-re-delves, and dresses, Cuts, props, and proins; and God his work so blesses, That in the third September for his meed The plentious Vintage doth his hopes exceed.
Then Noah, willing to beguile the rage* 1.35 Of bitter griefs that vext his feeble age, To see with mud so many Roofs o're-growen, And him left almost in the World alone, One-day a little from his strictness shrunk, And making merry, drinking, over-drunk: And, silly, thinking in that hony-gall To drown his woes, he drowns his wits and all.* 1.36
His head growes giddy, and his foot indents, A mighty fume his troubled brain torments, His idle prattle from the purpose quite, Is abrupt, stuttering, all confus'd, and light: His wine-stuft stomack wrung with winde he feels: His trembling Tent all topsi-turuie wheels: At last, not able on his legs to stand, More like a foul Swine then a sober man, Opprest with sleep, he wallows on the ground, His shame-lesse snorting trunk, so deeply drownd In self oblivion, that he did not hide Those parts that Caesar covered when he died.
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Despise sweet Gardens and delicious Bowrs Perfuming Heav'n with odoriferous flowrs, And greedy light vpon the loath som quarters Of som late Lopez, o such Romish Martyrs: Or as a young, vnskilfull, Painter raw, Doth carelsly the fairest features draw In any face, and yet too neerely marks Th' vn pleasing blemish of deformed marks, As lips too-great, or hollowness of eys, Or sinking nose, or such indecencies: Euen so th' vngodly Sonns of Leasings Father With black Obliuions sponge ingrately smother Fair Vertues draughts, and cast despightfully On the least sinns the venom of the ey, Frup others faults, and trumpet in all ages The lightest trips of greatest Personages: Like scoffing Cam that impudently viewd His Fathers shame, and most profanely-lewd, With scornefull laughter (grace-les) thus began To infamize the poor old drunken man.
Com (brethren) com, com quickly and beholde* 1.38 This pure controuler that so oft contrould Vs without cause: see how his bed he soyls: See, how the wine (his master) now recoyls By's mouth, and eys, and nose: and brutely lo To all that com his naked shame doth showe.
Ah shame-less beast (both brethren him reproov'd, Both chiding thus, both with iust anger moov'd)* 1.39 Vnnaturall villain, monster pestilent, Vnworthy to behold the firmament. Where (absent we) thou ought'st haue hid before With thine owne Cloak, but with thy silence more, Thy Fathers shame, whom age▪ strong wine, and grief, Haue made to fall, but once in all his life; Thou barkest first, and sporting at the matter Proclaim'st his fault on infamies Theater. And saying this, turning their sight a-side) Their hoarie Fathers nakedness they hide.

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When wine had wrought, this good old-man awook,* 1.40 Agniz'd his crime, ashamed, wonder-strook At strength of wine, and toucht with true repentance, With Prophet-mouth ganthus his Sons fore-sentence:
Curst be thou Cham, and curst be (for thy scorn) Thy darling Canaan: let the pearly Morn, The radiant Non, and rheumy Euening see Thy neck still yoaked with Captiuitie. God be with Sem: and let his gracious speed Spread-wide my Iapheths fruitfull-swarming seed.
Error, no error, but a wilfull badnes:* 1.41 O foul defect! O short, O dangerous madnes! That in thy rage, doost harm-less Clytus smother, By his deer friend; Pentheus by his Mother. Phrenzy, that makes the vaunter insolent; The talkfull, blab; cruell, the violent: The fornicator, wax adulterous; Th' adulterer, becom incestuous: With thy plagues leauen swelling all our crimes; Blinde, shameless, sense-less, quenching oftentimes The soule within itself: and oft defames The holiest men with execrable blames. And as the Must, beginning to re-boyl, Makes his new vessels wooden bands re-coyl, Lifts-vp his lees, and spews with fuming vent From his Tubs ground his scummy excrement: So ruin'st thou thine hoast, and foolishly From his harts bottom driv'st all secrecy. But, hadst thou neuer don (O filthy poyson!) More mischief heer, but thus bereft of reason This Vertues Module (rather Vertues best) We ought thee more then Death it self detest.
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BABYLON. THE II. PART OF THE II. DAY OF THE II. WEEK.

THE ARGVMENT.
Th' Antithesis of Blest and Cursed States, Subiect to Good and Euill Magistrates: Nimrod vsurps: His prowes-full Policy, To gain himself the Goal of Souerainty: BABEL begun: To stop such out-rages, There, God confounds the builders Languages: Tongues excellent: the Hebrue, first and Best: Then Greek and Latin: and (aboue the rest) Th' Arabian, Toscan, Spanish, French, and Dutch, And Ours, are Honoured by our Author much.
O Happy people, where good Princes raign,* 1.42 Who tender publike more then priuate gain! Who (vertue's patrons, and the plagues of vice) Hate Parasites, and harken to the wise: Who (self-commanders) rather sin suppress By self-examples, then by rigorousnes: Whose inward-humble, outward Maiesty With Subiects loue is guarded loyally: Who Idol-not their pearly Scepters glory, But knowe themselues set on a lofty story For all the world to see and censure too: So, not their lust, but what is iust they do.
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A self-shav'n Dennis, or a Nero fell, Whose cursed Courts with bloud and incest swell: An Owl, that flyes the light of Parliaments And State-assemblies, iealous of th' intents Of priuate tongues; who (for a pastime) sets His Peers at ods; and on their fury whes: Who neither faith, honour, nor right respects: Who euery day new Officers erects: Who brooks no learned, wise, nor valiant subiects, But daily crops such vice-vp braiding obiects: Who (worse then Beasts, or sauage monsters been) Spares neither mother, brother, kiff, norkin: Who, though round fenç' with gard of armed Knights, A-many moc he seas, then he affrights: Who taxes strange extorts; and (aniball) Gnawes to the bones his wretched Subiects all.
Print (O Heavn's king!) in our Kings harts a zeal,* 1.43 First, of thy lawes; then of their publik weal: And if our Countries now-Po-poysoned phrase, Or now-contagion of corrupted daies, Leaue any tract of Nimrodizing there; O! cancell it, that they may euery where, In stead of Babel, build Ierusalem: That lowd my Muse may eccho vnder them.
YER Nimrod had attain'd to twise six yeers,* 1.44 He tyranniz'd among his strippling-peers, Out-stript his equals, and in happy howr, Layd the foundations of his after-powr, And bearing Reeds for Scepters, first he raigns In Prentice-Princedom ouer sheep-heard Swains.
Then knowing well that whoso ayms (illuster) At fancied bliss of Empires awfull lustre; In valiant acts must pass the vulgar sort, Or mask (at least) in louely Vertues Port: He spends not night on beds of down or feathers, Nor day in tents, but hardens to all weathers His youthfull limbs: and takes ambitiously A rock for Pillow, Heav'n for Canapey:

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In stead of softlings iests, and iollities, He ioyes in Iousts, and manly exercises: His dainty cates, a fat Kids trembling flesh, Scarcefully slain, luke-warm and bleeding fresh.
Then, with one breath, he striueth to attain A Mountains top, that ouer-peers the Plain:* 1.45 Against the stream to cleaue the rowling ridges Of Nimph-strong floods, that haue born down their bridges, Running vnrean'd with swift rebounding sallies A-cross the rocks within the narrow vallies: To ouertake the dart himselfe did throwe, And in plain course to catch the Hinde or Roe.
But, when fiue lustres of his age expir'd, Feeling his stomach and his strength aspir'd To worthier wars, perceiv'd he any-where, Boar, Libbard, Lyon, Tiger, Ounse, or Bear, Him dread-less combats; and in combat foyls, And reares high Tropheis of his bloody spoyls.
The people, seeing by his warlike deed From theeues, and robbers euery passage freed: From hideous yells, the Desarts round about: From fear, their flocks; this monster-master stout, This Hercules, this hammer-ill, they tender, And call him (all) their Father and Defender.
Then Nimrod (snatching Fortune by the tresses)* 1.46 Strikes the hot steele; sues, sooths, importunes, presses Now these, then those, and hastning his good Hap Leaues hunting Beasts, and hunteth Men to trap. For, like as He, in former quests did vse Cals, pit-falls, toyls, sprenges, and baits, and glews: And (in the end) against the wilder game, Clubs, darts, and shafts, and swords, their rage to tame: So, som he wins with promise-full intreats, With presents som, and som with rougher threats: And boldly (breaking bounds of equitie) Vsurps the Child-World's maiden Monarchy; Whereas, before each kindred had for guide Their proper Chief, yer that the youthfull pride

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Of vpstart State, ambitious, boyling, fickle, Did thrust (as now) in others corn his sickle.
In-throniz'd thus, this Tyrant'gan deuise* 1.47 To perpetrate a thousand cruelties, Pel-mel subuerting for his appetite God's, Man's, and Nature's triple sacred Right. He braues th' Almightie, lifting to his nose His flowring Scepter: and for fear he lose The peoples aw; who (idle) in the end Might slip their yoak; he subtle makes them spend Draws dry their wealth, and busies them to build A lofty Towr, or rather Atlas wilde. W'have liv'd (quoth he) too-long like pilgrim Grooms: Leaue we these rowling tents, and wandring rooms: Let's raise a Palace, whose proud front and feet With Heav'n and Hell may in an instant meet; A sure Asylum, and a safe retreat, If th' irefull storm of yet-more Floods should threat: Lets found a Citie, and vnited there, Vnder a King let's lead our liues; for fear Least seuer'd thus, in Princes and in Tents, We be disperst o're all the Regiments That in his course the Days bright Champion eys, Might-less our selues to succour, or aduise. But, if the fire of som intestine war, Or other mischief should diuide vs far, Brethren (at least) let's leaue memorials Of our great names on these cloud-neighbouring wals.
Now, as a spark, that Shepheards (vnespied) Haue faln by chance vpon a Forrest side,* 1.48 Among dry leaues; a-while in secret shrouds, Lifting a-loft small, smoaky-wauing clouds, Till fanned by the fawning windes, it blushes With angry rage; and rising through the bushes, Climbs fragrant Hauthorns, thence the Oak, and than The Pine, and Firre, that bridge the Ocean: It still gets ground, and (running) doth augment, And neuer leaues till all neer Woods be brent:

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So, this sweet speech (first broacht by certain Minions) Is soon applauded 'mong the light opinions: And by degrees from hand to hand renu'd, To all the base confused multitude; Who longing now to see this Castle rear'd, Them night and day in differing crafts bestirr'd.
Som fall to felling with a thousand stroaks Aduenturous Alders, Ashes, long-liv'd Oaks; Degrading Forrests, that the Sun might view Fields that before his bright rayes neuer knew.
Ha 'ye seen a Town expos'd to spoyl and slaughter* 1.49 (At victors pleasure) where laments and laughter Mixtly resound; som carry, som conuay, Som lug, som load; 'gainst Souldiers seeking Prey No place is sure, and yer a day be done, Out at her gate the ransack't Town doth run: So (in a trice) these Carpenters disrobe Th' Assyrian hills of all their leafie robe, Strip the steep Mountains of their gastly shades, And powle the broad Plains, of their branchy glades: Carts, Sleds, and Mules, thick-iustling meet abroad, And bending axels groan beneath their load.
Heer, for hard Cement, heap they night and day The gum my slime of chalky waters gray: There, busie Kil-men ply their occupations For brick and tyle: there, for their firm foundations, They dig to hell; and damned Ghosts again (Past hope) behold the Suns bright glorious wain: Their hammers noyse, through Heav'ns rebounding brim, Affrights the fish that in fair Tygris swim. These ruddy wals in height, and compass growe, They cast long shadow, and far-off do showe: All swarms with work-men, that (poor sots) surmise Euen the first day to touch the very skies.
Which, God perceiuing, bending wrathfull frowns,* 1.50 And with a noyse that roaring thunder drowns; 'Mid cloudy fields, hills by the roots he rakes, And th' vnmov'd hindges of the Heav'ns he shakes.

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See, see (quoth he) these dust-spawn, feeble, Dwarfs, See their huge Castles, Walls, and Counter-scarfs: O strength-full Peece, impregnable! and sure All my iust anger's batteries to endure. I swore to them, the fruitfull earth, no more Hence-forth should fear the raging Oceans roar; Yet build they Towrs: I will'd that scattered wide They should go man the World; and lo, they bide Self-prisoned heer: I meant to be their Master, My self alone, their Law, their Prince, and Pastor; And they, for Lord, a Tyrant fell haueta'en-them, Who (to their cost) will roughly curb and rean them; Who scorns mine arm, and with these brauing Towrs Attempts to seal this Crystall Throne of ours.
Com, com, les dash their drift; and sith, combin'd As well in voice, as blood, and law, and minde, In ill they harden, and with language bold Incourage-on themselues their work to hold, Let's cast a let 'gainst their quick diligence: Let's strike them straight with spirit of difference; Let's all confound their speech: let's make the brother, The Sire, and Son, not vnderstand each other.
This said, as soon confusedly did bound Through all the work I wot not what strange sound,* 1.51 Aiangling noyse; not much vnlike the rumors Of Bacchus Swains amid their drunken humors: Som speak between the teeth, som in the nose, Som in the throat their words do ill dispose, Som howl, som hallow, som doe stut and strain, Each hath his gibberish, and all strive in vain To finde again their know'n beloued tongue, That with their milk they suckt in cradle, young.
Arise betimes, while th' Opal-coloured Morn,* 1.52 In golden pomp doth May-days door adorn: And patient hear th' all-differing voices sweet Of painted Singers, that in Groues doe greet Their Loue-Bon-iours, each in his phraze and fashion From trembling Pearch vttering his earnest passion;

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And so thou mayst conceipt what mingle-mangle Among this people euery where did iangle.
Bring me (quoth one) atrowell, quickly, quick; One brings him vp a hammer: heaw this brick (Another bids) and then they cleaue a Tree: Make fast this rope, and then they let it flee: One cals for planks, another mortarlacks: They bear the first, a stone; the last an ax: One would haue spikes, and him a spade they giue: Another asks a saw, and gets a siue: Thus crosly-crost, they prate and point in vain; What one hath made, another mars again: Nigh breath-less all, with their confused yawling, In boot-less labour, now begins appawling.
In brief, as those, that in som channell deep* 1.53 Begin to build a Bridge with Arches steep, Perceiuing once (in thousand streams extending) The course-chang'd Riuer from the hils descending, With watry mountains bearing down their Bay, As if it scorn'd such bondage to obay; Abandon quickly all their work begun, And heer and there for swifter safety run: These Masons so, seeing the storm arriu'd Of Gods iust Wrath, all weak, and hart-depriu'd, Forsake their purpose, and like frantick fools Scatter their stuffe, and tumble down their tools.
O proud revolt! O trayterous felony!* 1.54 See in what sort the Lord hath punisht thee By this Confusion: ah! that language sweet, Sure bond of Cities, friendships mastik meet, Strong curb of anger, yerst vnited, now In thousand drie Brooks strays, I wot not how: That rare-rich gold, that charm-grief fancy-mouer, That calm-rage harts-theef, quel-pride coniure-louer: That purest coyn, then currant in each coast, Now mingled, hath sound, waight, and colour lost, 'Tis counterfeit: and ouer euery shoar The confus'd fall of Babel yet doth roar.

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Then, Finland-folk might visit Affrica, The Spaniard Inde, and ours America, Without a truch-man: now, the banks that bound Our Towns about, our tongues do also mound: For, who from home but half a furlong goes, As dumb (alas!) his Reason's tool doth lose: Of if we talk but with our neer confines, We borrow mouthes, or else we work by signes.
Vn-toild, vn-Tutord, sucking tender food, We learn'd a language all men vnderstood; And (seav'n-yeers-old) in glass-dust did commence To draw the round Earths fair circumference: To cipher well, and climbing Art by Art, We reacht betimes that Castles highest part, Where th' Encyclopedie her darlings Crowns, In signe of conquest, with etern renowns.
Now (euer-boys) we wax old, while we seek The Hebrew tongue, the Latin, and the Greek: We can but babble, and for knowledge whole Of Natures secrets, and of th' Essence sole Which Essence giues to all, we tire our minde To vary verbs, and finest words to finde; Our letters and our syllables to waigh: At Tutors lips we hang with heads all gray, Who teach vs yet to read, and giue vs (raw) An A. B. C. for great Iustinians law, Hippocrates, or that Diuiner lore, Where God appears to whome him right adore.
What shall I more say? then, all spake the speech* 1.55 Of God himselfe, th' old sacred Idiom rich, Rich perfect language, where's no point, nor signe, But hides some rare deep mysterie diuine: But since that pride, each people hath a-part A bastard gibberish, harsh, and ouerthwart; Which daily chang'd, and losing light, wel-neer Nothing retains of that first language cleer.
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Longing to know their Languages prioritie, Fondly impos'd the censuring authoritie To silly Iudges, voyd of iudging sense (Dumb stammerers to treat of eloquence) To wit, two Infants nurst by Mothers dumb, In silent Cels, where neuer noyse should com Of charming humane voice, to eccho there, Till triple-twelue months full expired were. Then brought before the Memphians, and the men That dwell at Zant, the faint-breath'd children, Crie often Bek; Bek, Bek is all the words That their tongue forms, or their dumb mouth affords. Then Phrygians, knowing, that in Phrygian Bek meaneth bread, much to reioyce began, Glad that kinde Nature had now graçt them so, To grant this Sentence on their side to go.
Fools, which perceiv'd not, that the bleating flocks Which powl'd the neighbour Mountains motly locks Had taught this tearm, and that no tearms of Rome, Greece, Egypt, England, France, Troy, Iewry, com Com born with vs: but euery Countries tongue Is learnt by much vse, and frequenting long. Only, we haue peculiar to our race, Aptnes to speak; as that same other grace Which, richly-diuers, makes vs differ more From dull, dumb wretches that in Desarts roar.
Now, that Buls bellow (if that any say)* 1.57 That Lions roar, and slothfull Asses bray, Now lowe, now lowd; and by such languages Distinctly seeme to shew their courages: Those are not words, but bare expressions Of violent fits of certain passions: Confused signes of sorrow, or annoy, Of hunger, thirst, of anger, loue, or ioy.* 1.58
And so I say that all the winged quiers, Which mornly warble, on green trembling briers, Ear-tickling tunes: for though they seem to prattle A-part by payrs, and three to three to rattle;

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To winde their voice a hundred thousand waies, In curious descant of a thousand layes: T' haue taught Apollo, in their School, his skill; Their sounds want sense; their notes are word-less still: Their song, repeated thousand times a day, As dumb discourse, flies in the Woods away.
But, only Man can talke of his Creator,* 1.59 Of heav'n, and earth, and fire, and ayr, and water, Of Iustice, Temperance, Wisdom, Fortitude, In choise sweet tearms that various sense include. And not in one sole tongue his thoughts disunder; But like to Scaliger, our ages wonder,* 1.60 The Learned's Sun: who eloquently can, Speak Spanish, French, Italian, Nubian, Dutch, Chaldee, Syriak, English, Arabik, (Besides) the Persian, Hebrew, Latin, Greek. O rich quick spirit! O wits Chameleon! Which any Authors colour can put on. Great Iulius Son, and Syluius worthy brother, Th' immortall grace of Gascony, their mother.
And, as for Iayes, that in their wyery gail* 1.61 Can ask for victuals, and vnvictuail'd rail; Who, daring vs for eloquences meed, Can plain pronounce the holy Christian Creed, Say the Lords prayer, and oft repeat it all, And name by name a good great houshold call: Th' are like that voice, which (by our voice begot) From hollow vale babbles it wots not what. In vain the ayr they beat, it vainly cleauing, And dumbly speak, their own speech not conceiuing, Deaf to themselues: for speech, is nothing (sure) But th' vnseen soules resounding purtrature: And chiefly when'tis short, sweet, painted-plain, As it was all, yer that rough-hunters raign.
Now, when I note, how th' Hebrew breuity, Euen with fewe words expresseth happily* 1.62 Deepest conceits; and leads the hearing part Through all the closets of the mazy hart:

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Better then Greek with her Synonimaes,* 1.63 Fit Epithets, and fine Metaphoraes, Her apt Coniunctions, Tenses, Moods, and Cases, And many other much esteemed graces:
When I remember, how the Rabbins fet* 1.64 Out of the sacred Hebrew Alphabet All that our faith beleeues▪ or eys behold; That in the Law the Arts are all inrold: Whether (with curious pain) we do transport Her letters turn'd in many-various sort (For, as in ciphering, th' onely transportation* 1.65 Of figures, still varies their valuation: So th' Anagram strengthens or slacks a name, Giuing a secret twist vnto the same): Or whether wee (euen as in gross) bestowing The numbers, which, from one words letters flowing, Vnfold a secret; and that word again Another of like number doth contain: Whether one letter for a word be put; Or all a sentence in one word be shut: As Egypts silence sealed-vp (mysterious) In one Character a long sentence serious.
When I obserue, that from the Indian Dawning,* 1.66 Euen to our Irish Aetna's fiery yawning: And from hot Tambut, to the Sea Tartarian, Thou seest (O Sun!) no Nation so barbarian, Nor ignorant in all the Laws diuine, But yet retains som tearms of Palestine, Whose Elements (how-so disguiz'd) draw-nigh The sacred names of th' old Orthogaphy.
When I consider that Gods antient WILL* 1.67 Was first enrowled by an Hebrew quill: That neuer Vrim, Dream, or Vision sung Their Oracles, but all in Isaaks tongue: That in the same, the Lord himself did draw Vpon two Tables his eternall Law:

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And that (long since) in Sions Languages, His heav'nly Postes brought downe his messages.* 1.68
And (to conclude) when I conceive, how then They gaue not idle, casuall names to men, But such as (rich in sense) before th' euent, Markt in their liues some speciall accident; And yet, we see that all those words of old Of Hebrew still the sound and sense doe hold. For, Adam (meaneth) made of clay: his wife Eua (translated) signifieth life: Cain, first begot: Abel, as vain: and Seth, Put in his place: and he that, vnderneath The generall Deluge, saw the World distrest, In true interpretation, soundeth Rest. To th' Hebrew Tongue (how-euer Greece do grudge) The sacred right of Eldership I iudge.
All hail, therefore, O sempiternall spring* 1.69 Of spirituall pictures! speech of Heav'ns high King, Mother, and Mistress, of all Tongues the Prime: Which (pure) hast past such vast deep gulfs of Time: Which hast no word but weighs, whose Elements Flowe with hid sense, thy points with Sacraments. O sacred Dialect! in thee the names Of Men, Towns, Countries register their fames In brief abbridgements: and the names of Birds, Of Water-guests, and Forrest-haunting Heards, Are open Books, where euery man might read Their natures story; till th' Heav'n-shaker dread, In his iust wrath, the flaming sword had set▪ The passage into Paradise to let.* 1.70
For, Adam then (in signe of mastry) giuing Peculiar names vnto all creatures liuing, When in a generall muster ranged right, They marcht by couples in his awfull sight, He framed them so fit, that learned ears Bearing the soule the sound, the maruails bears, Where-with th' All-forming voice adorned fair Th' Inhabitants of Sea, and Earth, and Ayr.

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And, for each body acts, or suffers ought,* 1.71 Hauing made Nowns, his Verbs he also wrought: And then, the more t'enrich his speech, he brings Small Particles, which stand in lieu of strings, The master members fitly to combine (As two great boards, a little glew doth ioyn) And serue as plumes, which euer dancing light Deck the proud crests of helmets burnisht bright: Frenges to mantles; ears, and rings to vessels: To marble statues; bases, feet, and tressels.* 1.72
This (Adams language) pure persisted since, Til th' iron Age of that cloud-climbing Prince: Resounding onely, through all mortall tents, The peer-les accents of rich eloquence; But then (as partiall) it it self retyr'd To Hebers house: whether of the conspir'd Rebels, he were not; but in sober quiet, Dwelt far from Shinar, and their furious ryot: Or whether, thither by compulsion brought, With secret sighes hee oft his God besought, So with vnwilling hands helping to make The walls he wisht deep sunk in Stygian Lake: As wretched Galley-slaues (beating the Seas With forced oars, fighting against their ease* 1.73 And liberty) curse, in their grieued spright, Those, for whose sake they labour day & night: Or whether else Gods liberall hand, for euer (As it were) meeting holy mens indeuour, For his owne sake, of his free grace and pleasure, To th' Hebrew race deposited this treasure; While the proud remnant of those scattered Masons Had falsed it in hundred thousand fashions, When euery one where Fate him called flew, Bearing new words into his Country new.
But slippery Time, enuiously wasting all, Disfigur'd soon those Tongues authenticall,* 1.74 Which 'mid the Babel-builders thunder, bred On Tygris banks, o're all the earth were spred:

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And, ay the world the more confus'd to leaue, The least of them in many Tongues did cleaue.
Each language alters, either by occasion* 1.75 Of trade, which (causing mutuall commutation Of th' Earths and Oceans wares) with hardy luck Doth words for words barter, exchange and truck: Or else, because Fame-thirsting wits, that toyl In golden tearms to trick their gracious stile, With new-found beauties prank each circumstance, Or (at the least) doe new-coyn'd words in haunce With currant freedom: and again restore Th' old, rusty, mouldy, worm-gnawn words of youre.* 1.76
For, as in Forrests, leaves doe fall and spring: Euen so the words, which whilom flourishing, In sweet Orations shin'd with pleasing lustre (Like snowe-white Lillies in a fresh green pasture) Pass now no more; but, banisht from the Court, Dwel with disgrace among the Country sort: And those, which Eld's strict doom did disallow, And damn for bullion, goe for current now.
A happy wit, with gracious iudgementioyn'd,* 1.77 May giue a Pasport to the words new coyn'd In his own shop: also adopt the strange: Ingraft the wilde: inriching, with such change His powerfull stile; and with such sundry ammell Paynting his phrase, his Prose or Verse enammel.
One language hath no law but vse: and still Runs blinde, vnbridled, at the vulgars will. Anothers course, is curiously inclos'd In lists of Art; of choise fit words compos'd. One, in the feeble birth, becomming old, Is cradle-toomb'd: another warreth bold With the yeer-spinners. One, vnhappy-founded, Liues in a narrow valley euer bounded: Another 'mong the learned troup doth presse From Alexanders Altars, euen to Fez.
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Of Thrice-Eternalls euer sacred Word: And, of his Law, that is the first Record. The Greek, as hauing cunningly compriz'd All kinde of knowledge that may be devis'd. And manly Roman, sith the sword vndaunted Through all the world her eloquence hath planted.
Writing these later lines, weary wel-neer* 1.79 Of sacred Pallas pleasing labours deer; Mine humble chin saluteth oft my brest, With an Ambrosial deaw mine eys possest By peece-meal close; all mouing powrs be still; From my dull fingers drops my fainting quill; Down in my sloath-lov'd bed again I shrink; And in dark Lethè all deep cares I sink: Yea, all my cares, except a zeal to len A gainfull pleasure to my Country-men. For, th' holy loues-charm, burning for their sake, When I am sleeping, keeps my soule awake.
Gold-winged Morpheus, East-ward issuing* 1.80 By's crystall gate (it earlier opening Then daies bright door) fantastick leads the way Down to a vale, where moist-cool night, and day: Still calms and storms: keen cold, and sultry smother: Rain, and fair weather follow not each-other: But May still raigns, and rose-crown'd Zephyrus With wanton sighes makes the green trees to buss; Whose whispering boughs, in Ouall form do fence This flowrie field's delightfull excellence.
Iust in the midst of this enammeld vale Rose a huge Rock, cut like a Pedestall;* 1.81 And on the Cornich a Colossus stands Of during brasse, which beareth in his hands Both fire and water: from his golden tongue Grow thousand chains, which all the mead a-long Draw worlds of hearers with alluring Art, Bound fast by th' ears, but faster by the hart. Before his feet, Boars, Bears, and Tigers lie As meek as Lambs, reclaim'd from cruelty.

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Neer hils do hop, and neighbour Forrests bound, Seeming to daunce at his sweet voices sound.
Of Carian pillars raisd with curious Art On bases firm, a double rowe doth girt The soule-charm Image of sweet Eloquence: And these fair Piles (with great magnificence) Bear, foure by foure, one of the Tongues which now Our learned Age for fairest doth allow.
Now, 'mong the Heav'n-deer spirits supporting heer* 1.82 The Hebrew tongue, that Prince whose brows appear Like daunt-Earth Comet's Heav'n-adorning brand, Who holds a green-drie, wither'd-springing wand, And in his arms the sacred Register* 1.83 Of Gods eternall ten-fold Law doth bear; Is Israels guide: first Author, he that first Vnto his heirs his Writings offer durst: Whose hallowed Pages not alone preceed All Grecian Writ, but euery Grecian Deed.
Dauid's the next, who, with the melody Of voice-matcht fingers, draws sphears harmony,* 1.84 To his Heav'n-tuned harp, which shall resound While the bright day-star rides his glorious Round: Yea (happily) when both the whirling Poles Shall cease their Galliard, th' euer-blessed soules Of Christ his champions (cheer'd with his sweet songs) Shall daunce to th' honour of the Strong of strongs; And all the Angels glory-winged Hostes Sing Holy, Holy, Holy, God of Hoasts.
The third, his Son, wit-wondrous Salomon,* 1.85 Who in his lines hath more wise lessons sow'n, More golden words, then in his Crown there shin'd Pearls, Diamonds, and other Gemms of Inde.
Then, Amos Son, in threatnings vehement,* 1.86 Grace-fellowed, graue, holy and eloquent.
Sweet-numbred Homer heer the Greek supports,* 1.87 Whose School hath bred the many-differing sorts Of ancient Sages: and, through euery Realm, Made (like a Sea) his eloquence to stream:

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Plato, the all-diuine, who like the Fowl (They call) of Paradise; doth neuer foul His foot on Earth or Sea, but lofty sties Higher then Heav'n from Hell, aboue the skies: Cleer-styl'd Herodotus, and Demosthen, Gold-mouthed hearts-king law of learned men.* 1.88
Th' Arch-Foe to factious Catiline and (since) To Anthony, whose thundring eloquence Yeelds thousand streams, whence (rapt in admiration) The rarest wits are drunk in euery Nation: Caesar, who knowes as wel to write, as war: The Sinnewy Salust: and that Heav'n-fall'n star, Which straggling Ilium brings to Tybers brink, Who neuer seems in all his Works to wink; Who neuer stumbled, euer cleer and graue; Bashfully-bold, and blushing modest-braue: Still like himself, and else, still like to no-man.* 1.89 Sustain the stately, graue-sweet ancient Roman.
On mirthsull Boccace is the Tuscan plac't: Bold, choice-tearm'd Petrarch, in deep passions graç't: The fluent fainer of Orlando's error, Smooth, pithie, various, quick affection-stirrer: And witty Tasso, worthy to indight Heroïk numbers, full of life and light; Short, sharpe-conceipted, rich in language cleer, Though last in age, in honour formost heer.* 1.90
Th' Arabian language hath for pillers sound, Great Aben-Rois most subtill, and profound, Sharp Eldebag, and learned Auicen, And Ibnu-farid's figure-flowing Pen.
The Dutch, hath him who Germaniz'd the story* 1.91 Of Sleidan: next, th' Isleban (lasting glory Of Wittenberg) with Peucer gilding bright His pleasing stile: and Butric my delight.
Gueuarra, Boscan, and Granade, which sup With Garcilace, in honey Pytho's cup* 1.92 The smiling Nectar, bear th' Hyberian: And, but th' old glory of the Catalan,

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Rauisht O syas, he might well haue claymed The Spanish Laurell 'mong these lastly named.
Now, for the French, that shape-less Column rude,* 1.93 Whence th' idle Mason hath but grosly hew'd (As yet) the rough scales from the vpper part, Is Clement Marot; who with Art-les Art Busily toyls: and, prickt with praise-full thirst, Brings Helicon, from Po to Quercy first: Whom, as a time-torn Monument, I honour: Or as a broken Toomb: or tattered Banner: Or age-worn Image: not so much for showe, As for the reuerence that to Eld I owe.
The next I knowe not well; yet (at the least) He seems som skilfull Master with the rest: Yet doubt I still. For now it doth appear Like Iaques Aymot, then like Uiginere.* 1.94
That, is great Ronsard, who his France to garnish, Robs Rome and Greece, of their Art-various varnish; And, hardy-witted, handleth happily All sorts of subiect, stile, and Poësie.
And this du Plessis, beating Athëisme,* 1.95 Vain Paganisme, and stubborn Iudaïsme, With their own arms: and sacred-graue, and short, His plain-prankt stile he strengthens in such sort, That his quick reasons wingd with grace and Art, Pearce like keen arrows, euery gentle hart.
Our English Tongue three famous Knights sustain;* 1.96 Moore, Bacone, Sidney: of which, former twain (High Chancellors of England) weaned first Our Infant-phrase (till then but homely nurst) And childish toys; and, rudenes chasing thence, To ciuill knowledge, ioyn'd sweet eloquence. And (World-mourn'd) Sidney, warbling to the Thames His Swan-like tunes, so courts her coy proud streams. That (all with-childe with Fame) his fame they bear, To Thetis lap, and Thetis, every-where.
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What Princely Port? O what imperiall grace? What sweet-bright-lightning looks? what Angels face?* 1.97
Say (learned Heav'n-born Sisters) is not this That prudent Pallas, Albions Misteris, The Great Eliza, making hers disdaign, For any Man, to change their Maydens raign?* 1.98 Who, while Erynnys (weary now of hell) With fire and Sword her neighbours States doth quell, And while black Horror threats in stormy rage, With dreadfull down-fal th' vniuersall stage; In happy Peace her Land doth keep and nourish: Where reuerent Iustice, and Religion flourish. Who is not onely in her mother-voyce Rich in Oration; but with phrases choice, So on the sodain can discourse in Greek, French, Latin, Tuscan, Dutch, and Spanish eek, That Rome, Rhyne, Rhone, Greece, Spayn, and Italy, Plead all for right in her natiuitie.
Bright Northren pearl, Mars-daunting martialist, To grace the Muses and the Arts, persist; And (O!) if euer these rude rimes be blest But with one glaunce of Nature's onely Best; Or (lucky) light between those Yuory palms, Which hold thy State's stern, in these happy calms, View them with milde aspect; and gently read That for thy praise, thine eloquence wee need.
Then thus I spake; O spirits diuine and learned, Whose happy labours haue your lauds eterned: O! sith I am not apt (alas!) nor able With you to bear the burthen honourable Of Albions Fame, nor with my feeble sight So much as follow your Heav'n-neighbouring slight; At least permit me, prostrate to imbrace Your reuerend knees: permit me to inchace Your radiant crests with Aprils flowrie Crown; Permit (I pray) that from your high renown, My freble tunes eternall fames deriue; While in my Songs your glorious names suruiue.

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Granting my sute, each of them bowd his head,* 1.99 The valley vanisht, and the pillers fled: And there-with-all, my Dream had flow'n (I think) But that I lym'd his limber wings with ink.
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The COLONIES. THE III. PART OF THE II. DAY OF THE II. WEEK.

THE ARGVMENT.
To stop Ambition, Strife, and Auarice, Into Three Parts the Earth diuided is: To Sem the East, to Cham the South, the West To Iapheth falls; their seuerall scopes exprest: Their fruitfull Spawn did all the World supply: Antiquites vncertain Search, and why: Assyria sceptred first; and first imparts, To all the rest, Wealth, Honour, Arms, and Arts: The New-found World: Mens diuers humors strange: The various World a mutuall Counter-change.
VVHile through the Worlds vn-haunted wildernes* 1.100 I, th' old, first Pilots wandring House address While (Famous DRAKE-like), coasting euery strand I do discouer many a New-foūd-Land: And while, from Sea to Sea with curious pain I plant great Noahs plentious Vine again: What bright-brown cloud shall in the Day protect me? What fiery Pillar shall by Night direct me Toward each Peoples primer Residence, Predestin'd in the Court of Prouidence▪ Yer our bi-sexed Parents, free from sin, In Eden did their double birth begin?
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Which blindeth me: that mine aduenturous Rime, Circling the World, may search out euery Clime. For, though my Wits, in this long Voyage shift From side to side; yet is my speciall drift,* 1.101 My gentle Readers by the hand to bring To that deer Babe, the Man-God, Christ, our King.
As WHEN the lowring Heav'ns with loudest raps* 1.102 Through Forrests thrill their roaring thunder-claps, The shiuering Fowls do sodainly forgo Their nests and perches, fluttering to and fro Through the dark ayr, and round about there rings A whistling murmur of their whisking wings; The grissel Turtles (seldoom seen alone) Dis-payer'd and parted, wander one by one; And euen the feeble downie feathered Yong Venter to flie, before their quils be strong: Euen so, the Builders of that Babel-Wonder, Hearing Gods voice a-loud to roar and thunder, In their rude voices barbarous difference, Take (all at once) their fearfull flight from thence On either hand; and through th' Earth voidly-vast Each packs a-part, where God would haue him plaç't.
For, Heav'ns great Monarch (yer the World began)* 1.103 Hauing decreed to giue the World to man; Would not, the same a nest of theeues should be, That with the Sword should share his Legacie; And (bruitly mixt) with mongrell stock to stoar Our Elements, round, solid, slimie floar: But rather, fire of Couetize to curb, Into three Parts he parts he parts this spacious Orb, 'Twixt Sem and Cham, and Iapheth: Sem the East, Cham South, and Iapheth doth obtain the West.
That large rich Country, from Perosite shoars* 1.104 (Where stately Ob, the King of Riuers, roars, In Scythian Seas voyding his violent load, But little less then six dais sayling broad) To Malaca: Moluques Iles, that bear* 1.105 Cloues and Canele: well-tempered Sumater

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Sub-equinoctiall: and the golden streams Of Bisnagar, and Zelan bearing gemms: From th' Euxin Sea and surge of Chaldean Twins To th' Anian Streight: the sloathfull, slymy Fens Where Quinzay stands; Chiorze, where Bulls as big As Elephants are clad in silken shag, Is great Sems Portion. For the Destinies (Or rather Heav'ns immutable Decrees) Assur t' Assyria send, that in short time Chale and Rhesen to the Clouds might climbe, And Niniue (more famous then the rest) Aboue them raise her many-towred Crest: The sceptred Elam chose the Persian Hills, And those fat fields that swift Araxis fills; Lud, Lydia: Aram all Armenia had: And Chalde fell to learned Arphaxad.
Cham becam Souerain ouer all those Realms* 1.106 South-bounded round with Sun-burnt Guinne streams, Botangas, Benin, Cephal, Guaguametre, Hot Concritan, too-full of poysony matter: North-ward with narrow Mid'terranean Sea Which from rich Europe parts poor Africa: Towards where Titans Euening splendor sank, With Seas of Fez, Cape-verde, and Cape-blanc: And toward where Phoebus doth each morning wake, With Adel Ocean, and the Crimsin Lake. And further, all that lies between the steep Mount Libanus, and the Arabian Deep, Between th' Erythrean Sea, and Persian Sine, He (mighty Prince) to's Afrik State doth ioine. His Darling Canaan doth nigh Iordan dwell (One-day ordain'd to harbour Israel): Pheud peopled Lybia: Mizraim Egypt mann'd: And's first-born Chus the Aethyopian strand.
Iapheth extends from struggling Hellespont,* 1.107 The Tane and Euxin Sea, to th' double Mount Of famous Gibraltar, and that deep Main, Whose tumbling billows bathe the shoars of Spayn:

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And from those Seas, where in the steed of Keels Of winged Ships they roule their Chariot wheels, To the Marsilian, Morean, and Thyrrhenian; Ligurian Seas, and learned Sea Athenian, Iust opposite to Asia rich in spice, Pride of the World, and second Paradise: And that large Country stretcht from Amana To Tanais shoars, and to the source of Rha.
Forth of his Gomers loigns (they say) sprung all The war-like Nations scattered ouer Gaul, And Germans too (yerst called Gomerits): From Tubal, Spaniards: and from Magog, Scythes: From Madai, Medes: from Mesech, Mazacans: From Iauan, Greeks: from Thyras, Thracians.
Heer, if I list, or lov'd I rouer-shooting,* 1.108 Or would I follow the vncertain footing Of false Berosus and such fond Deluders (Their zealous Readers insolent Illuders) I could deriue the lineal Descents Of all our Sires; and name you euery Prince Of euery Prouince, in his time and place (Successiuely) through-out his Ancient Race: Yea, sing the Worlds so diuers populations; And of least Cities showe the first Foundations. But, neuer will I so my sails abandon. To euery blast, and rowing so at randon (Without the bright light of that glorious Star Which shines 'boue all the Heav'ns) venter so far On th' vnknowne surges of so vast a Sea So full of Rocks and dangers euery way; Hauing no Pylot, saue som brain-sick Wrighters Which coyn Kings names, vain fabulous Indighters: Of their own fancies, who (affecting glory) Vpon a Flyes foot build a goodly story.
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(Though self-eternall, resting still the same) Through sundry chances often change their name: Sith it befalls not alwaies, that his seed Who builds a Town, doth in the same succeed: And (to conclude) sith vnder Heav'n, no Race Perpetually possesseth any place: But, as all Tenants at the High Lords will, We hold a Field, a Forrest, or a Hill: And (as when winde the angry Ocean moues) Waue hunteth waue, and billow billow shoues; So do all Nations iustle each the other, And so one People doth pursue another; And scarce the second hath a first vn-housed, Before a third him thence again haue rowsed.* 1.110
So, th' ancient Britain, by the Saxons chaç't From's natiue Albion, soon the Gauls displaç't From Armorik; and then victoriously (After his name) surnam'd that Britannie.
So, when the Lombard had surrendered* 1.111 Fair, double-named Isters flowrie-bed To skar-faç't Hunnes; he hunteth furiously The rest of Gauls from wealthy Insubrie, Which, after fell in French-mens hands again, Won by the sword of Worthy Charlemain.* 1.112
So, th' Alain and North Vandal, beaten both From Corduba and Seuil by the Goth, Seiz'd Carthage straight; which after-ward they lost To wise Iustinians valiant Roman Hoast: And Romans, since, ioyn'd with the barbarous troop Of curled Moors, vnto th' Arabians stoop.* 1.113
The sacrilegious greedy appetite Of Gold and Scepters glistering glorious bright, The thirst of Vengeance, and that puffing breath Of eluish Honour, built on blood and death, On desolation, rapes, and robberies, Flames, ruins, wracks, and brutish butcheries, Vn-bound all Countries, making war-like Nations Through euery Clymat seek new habitations.

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I speak not heer of those Alarbian Rouers, Numidian Shepheards or Tartarian Drouers, Who shifting pastures, for their store of Cattle, Do heer and there their hayrie Tents imbattle: Like the black swarms of Swallows swiftly-light, Which twice a-yeer cross with their nimble-flight The Pine-plough'd Sea, and (pleas'd with purest ayr) Seek euery Season for a fresh repair: But other Nations fierce, who far and nigh With their own bloods-price purchas't Victory; Who, better knowing how to win, then wield; Conquer, then keep; to batter, then to build; And brauely choosing rather War then Peace, Haue ouer-spread the World by Land and Seas.
Such was the Lombard, who in Schonland nurst,* 1.114 On Rugeland and Liuonia seized first; Then hauing well reueng'd on the Bulgarian The death of Agilmont; the bold Barbarian Surpriseth Poland; thence anon he presses In Rhines fair streams to rense his Amber tresses: Thence turning back, he seats him in Moraia; After, at Buda; thence hee postes to Pauia; There raigns 200. yeares: tryumphing so, That royall Tesin might compare with Po.
Such was the Goth, who whilom issuing forth* 1.115 From the cold, frozen Ilands of the North, Incampt by Vistula: but th' ayr (almost) Being there as cold as on the Baltick Coast, He with victorious arms Sclauonia gains, The Transyluanian and Valacchian Plains. Thence plyes to Thracia: and then (leauing Greeks) Greedie of spoyl, foure times he brauely seeks To snatch from Rome (then, Mars his Minion) The Palms which she o're all the World had won; Guided by Rhadaguise, and Alaric, And Vidimarius, and Theodoric: Then coms to Gaul: and thence repul'st, his Legions Rest euer since vpon the Spanish Regions.

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Such th' antik Gaul: who rouing every way,* 1.116 As far as Phoebus darts his golden ray, Seiz'd Italy; the Worlds proud Mistress sackt Which rather Mars then Romulus compackt: Then pill'd Panonia: then with conquering ploughs He furrows-vp cold Strymons slymy slows: Wastes Macedonia: and (inclin'd to fleece) Spares not to spoyl the greatest Gods of Greece: Then (cloyd with Europ) th' Hellespont he past, And there Mount Ida's neighbour world did waste: Spoyleth Pisidia: Mysia doth inthrall: And midst of Asia plants another Gaul.
Most famous Peoples dark Antiquitie, Is as a Wood: where bold Temeritie Stumbles each step; and learned Diligence, It self intangles; and blinde Ignorance (Groping about in such Cimmerian nights) In pits and ponds, and boggs, and quag-mires lights.
It shall suffice me therefore (in this doubt)* 1.117 But (as it were) to coast the same about: And, rightly tun'd vnto the golden string Of Amrams Son, in grauest verse to sing, That Sem, and Cham, and Iapheth did re-plant Th' vn-peopled World with new inhabitant: And that again great Noahs wandring Boat The second time o're all the World did float.
Not that I send Sem, at one flight vnceast, From Babylon vnto the farthest East, Tartarian Chorat's siluer waues t'essay, And people China, Cambalu, Cathay, Iapheth to Spayn: and that profanest Cham, To thirstie Countries Meder' and Bigam, To Cephala vpon Mount Zambrica, And Cape of Hope, last coign of Africa.
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(Heav'ns tender Nurcelings) to those fragrant Mountains, At length their Rocks dissolv'd in Hony Fountains: Or rather, as two fruitfull Elms that spred Amidst a Cloase with brooks enuironed, Ingender other Elms about their roots; Those, other still; and still, new-springing shoots So ouer-growe the ground, that in fewe yeers The sometimes-Mead a greet thick Groue appears: Euen so th' ambitious Babel-building rout, Disperst, at first go seat themselues about Mesopotamia: after (by degrees) Their happy Spawn, in sundry Colonies Crossing from Sea to Sea, from Land to Land, All the green-mantled nether Globe hath mann'd: So that, except th' Almighty (glorious Iudge Of quick and dead) this World's ill dayes abbridge, Ther shall no soyl so wilde and sauage be, But shall be shadowed by great Adams Tree.
Therefore, those Countries neerest Tigris Spring,* 1.119 In those first ages were most flourishing, Most spoken-of, first Warriours, first that guide, And giue the Law to all the Earth beside.
Babylon (liuing vnder th' awfull grace Of Royall Greatnes) sway'd th' Imperiall Mace, Before the Greeks had any Town at all, Or warbling Lute had built the Dircean Wall: Yer Gauls had houses, Latins Burgages, Our Britains Tents, or Germans Cottages.
The Hebrews had with Angels Conuersation,* 1.120 Held th' Idol-Altars in abhomination▪ Knew the Vnknowen, with eyes of Faith they saw Th' inuisible Messias, in the Law: The Chaldees, Audit of the Stars had made, Had measur'd Heav'n, conceiv'd how th' Earths thick shade Eclipst the siluer brows of Cynthia bright, And her brown shadow quencht her brothers light.
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Searchers of Nature, and great Mathematicks; Yer any Letter, knew the ancient'st Attiks.
Proud Aegypt glistred all with golden Plate,* 1.121 Yer the lame Lemnian (vnder Aetna grate) Had hammer'd yron; or the Vultur-rented Prometheus, 'mong the Greeks had fire inuented.
Gauls were not yet; or, were they (at the least) They were but wilde; their habit, plumes; their feast, But Mast and Acorns, for the which they gap't Vnder the Trees when any winde had hapt: When the bold Tyrians (greedy after gain) Durst rowe about the salt-blow Africk Main; Traffikt abroad, in Scarlet Robs were drest, And pomp and pleasure Euphrates possest.
For, as a stone, that midst a Pond yee fling, About his fall first forms a little ring, Wherin, new Circles one in other growing (Through the smooth Waters gentle-gentle flowing) Still one the other more and more compell From the Ponds Centre, where the stone first fell; Till at the last the largest of the Rounds From side to side 'gainst euery bank rebounds: So, from th' Earths Centre (which I heer suppose About the Place where God did Tongues transpose) Man (day by day his wit repolishing) Makes all the Arts through all the Earth to spring, As he doth spread, and shed in diuers shoals His fruitfull Spawn, round vnder both the Poles.
Forth from Assyria, East-ward then they trauail* 1.122 Towards rich Hytanis with the golden grauell: Then people they the Persian Oroätis; Then cleer Choaspis, which doth humbly kiss The Walls of Susa; then the Vallies fat Neer Caucasus, where yerst th' Arsaces sate: Then mann they Media; then with humane seed, Towards the Sea th' Hyrcania Plain they speed.
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With Chiesel Riuer, 'boue Thacalistan; Gadel and Cabul, Bedan, Balestan.
Their off-spring then, with fruitfull stems doth stoar* 1.124 Basinagar, Nayard, and either shoar Of famous Ganges; Aua, Toloman, The kingdom Mein, the Musky Charazan; And round about the Desart Op, where oft By strange Phantasmas Passengers are scoft.
Som Ages after, linkt in diuers knots,* 1.125 Tipur they take, rich in Rhinocerots; Caichin, in Aloes; Mangit, and the shoar Of Quinz' and Anie lets them spread no more.
From that first Centre to the West-ward bending,* 1.126 Old Noahs Nephews far and wide extending, Seiz less Armenia; then, within Cilicia, Possess the Ports of Tharsis and of Issea, And the delicious strange Corycian Caue (Which warbling sound of Cymballs seemes to haue) onia, Cappadocia, Taurus horns, Bythinia, Troas, and Meanders turns.* 1.127
Then passing Sestos Straights; of Strymon cold, Herber and Nest they quaff; and pitch their Fold In vales of Rhodopé, and plow the Plains Where great Danubius neer his death complains.
Thrace, on the other side, subtle Greece beswarms;* 1.128 Greece, Italy (famous for Art and Arms): Italy, France; France, Spayn, and Germany (Rhines fruitfull bed) and our Great Britanie. On th' other side, it spreads about Moldauia, Mare-Maìour, Podolìa, and Morauìa, With Transyluania, Seruia, and Panonia, The Prussian Plains, and ouer all Polonia: The verge of Vistula, and farther forth Beyond the Alman, drawing to the North.* 1.129
Now turn thee South-ward: see, see how Chaldéa Spews on Arabia, Phoenice, and Iudéa, Chams cursed Ligne, which (ouer-fertill all) Betweene two Seas doth into Aegypt fall;

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Sowes all Cyrenia, and the famous Coast Whereon the roaring Punik Sea is tost: Fez, Dara, Argier, Galate, Guzol, Aden, Terminan, Tombut, Melle, Gago, Gogden: The sparkling Desarts of sad Libya, Zeczec, Benin, Borno, Cano, Nubia, And scalding quick-sands of those thirsty Plains Where IESVS name (yet) in som reuerence raigns; Where Prester Iohn (though part he Iudaïze) Doth in somsort devoutly Christianize.
But would'st thou knowe, how that long Tract, that lies* 1.130 Vnder Heav'ns starry Coach, covered with yce, And round embraced in the winding arms Of Cronian Seas (which Sol but seldom warms) Came peopled first? suppose, that passing by The Plains where Tigris twice keeps company With the far-flowing silver Euphrates, They lodg'd at foot of hoary Nyphates: And from Armenia, then Iberia mann'd, Albania, Colchis, and Bosphorian strand: And then from thence toward the bright Leuant, That vast Extent, where now fell Tartars hant In wandring troops; and towards th' other side Which (neer her source) long Volga doth divide, Moscouy Coast, Permia, Liuonia, Prussia, Biarmia, Scrisinia, White-Lake, Lappia, Russia.* 1.131
But whence (say you) had that New-World his Guests, Which Spain (like Delos floting on the Seas) Late digg'd from darknes of Obliuions Graue, And it vndoing, it new Essence gaue? If long agoe; how should it hap that no-man Knew it til now? no Persian, Greek, no Roman; Whose glorious Peers, victorious Armies guiding O're all the World, of this had never tyding? If but of late; how swarm their Cities since So full of Folk? how pass their Monuments Th' Aegyptian Spires, Mausolus stately Toomb, The Walls and Courts of Babylon and Rome?

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Why! thinke yee (fond) those people fell from Heav'n* 1.132 All-ready-made; as in a Sommer Ev'n After a swelting Day, som sultry showr Doth in the Marshes heaps of Tadpals pour, Which in the ditches (chapt with parching weather) Lie crusht and croaking in the Mud together? Or else, that setting certain slips, that fixt Their slender roots the tender mould betwixt, They saw the light of Phoebus lyuening face; Having, for milk, moist deaws; for Cradle, grass? Or that they grew out of the fruitfull Earth, As Toad-stools, Turneps, Leeks, and Beets haue birth? Or (like the bones that Cadmus yerst did sowe) Were brauely born armed from top toe?
That spacious Coast, now call'd America, Was not so soon peopled as Africa; (Th' ingenious, Towr-full, and Law-louing Soil, Which, Ioue did with his Lemans name en-stile) And that which from cold Bosphorus doth spread To pearl'd Auroras Saffron-coloured Bed. Because, they ly neerer the diapry verges Of tear-bridge Tigris Swallow-swifter surges Whence our amaz'd first Grand-sires faintly fled, And like sprung Patridge euery-where did spred; Except that World, where vnder Castiles King, Famous Columbus Force and Faith did bring.
But the rich buildings rare magnificence, Th' infinit Treasures, various Governments, Showe that long since (although at sundry times) 'T had Colonies (although from sundry Climes): Whether the violence of tempestuous weather Som broken Vessels haue inforced thither; Whether, som desperat, dire extremity Of Plague, War, Famin; orth' Authority Of som braue Typhis (in aduenture tost) Brought weary Caruels on that Indian Coast.
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And finde as easie and as short a way From the East Indies to the Tolguage Bay, As vsually the Asian Ships are wont To pass to Greece a-cross the Hellespont: Spaniards to Fez, a-thwart the Straight Abilia: Through Messine stream th' Italians to Sicilia?
From Tolm and Quiuir's spacious Plains (wherein Bunch-backed Calues, with Horse-like manes are seen, And Sheep-like Fleece) they fill Azasia, Toua, Topir, Canada, Cossia, Mecchi, Avacal, Calicuaz, Bacalos, Los Campos de Labor (where Floods are froze).
On th' other side, Xalisco soyl they Mann* 1.134 (Now new Galizia) Cusule, Mechuacan: And cunningly in Mexik Sea they pile Another Uenice (or a City-Ile). Strange things there see they (that amaze them much) Green Trees to wither with their very touch; And in Nicaragua, a Mountain top, That (Aetna-like) bright Flashes belches vp. Thence, reach they th' Isthmos of rich Panama, And on their right hand build Oucanama, With Cassamalca, Cusco, Quito: and In famous Perv's very golden Strand Admire the Lake that laueth Colle about, Whose Waues be salt within, and fresh without: And streams of Cinca, that with vertue strange, To hardest stone, soft Mud and Chalk do change.
Then seiz they Chili, where all day the Deep Runs roaring down, and all the night doth sleep: Chinca, the Patagons, and all the shoar Where th' azure Seas of Magellan do roor. Left-ward, they spread them 'longst the Darians side; Where through th' Vrabian Fields the Huo doth slide, Neer Zenu's stream, which toward the Ocean drags, Pure grains of Gold, as big as Pullets Eggs: To new Granada, where the Mount embost▪ With Emeralds doth shine; Cumanean Coast,

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Where noysom vapours (like a dusky night) Bedimms their eyes; and doth impair their sight: Therefore som troops, from Cumana they carrie To Caripana, Omagu, and Pari: By Maragnon, all over fell Brasile, And Plate's fat Plains, where flowes another Nile.
Ghesse too, that Grotland yerst did Picne store, And Ireland fraught Los Campos de Labor; As Tombut, Melli, Gago and Terminan, Planted the Plains and shoars of Corican.
Yet (happily) thou'lt gladly grant me this, That mans ambition ay so bound-les is,* 1.135 That steepest Hills it over-climbs with ease, And runs (as dry-shod) through the deepest Seas: And (maugre meagre Thirst) her Carvells Lands, On Afrik, Tolmon, and Arabian sands; But hardly credit'st, that one Family, Out of foure couples should so multiply, That Asia, Europ, Africa, and All Seems for their off-spring now too streight and small.
If thouset-light by th' everlasting Voyce,* 1.136 Which now again re-blest the Loue-full Choyce Of sacred Wedlocks secret-binding band; Saying, Increase, Flourish and Fill the Land:
And if (profane) thou hold it for a Fiction,* 1.137 That Seauenty Iews, in Aegypt (in affliction) Within foure hundred yeers and half three-score, Grew to fiue-hundred-thousand soules and more:
Consider yet, that being fed that while,* 1.138 With holesom Fruits of an vn-forced soyl, And kindely meats, not marred by the Book, And wanton cunning of a sawcy Cook: Waigh furthermore, that being not cut-down With bloody swords when furious neighbours frown; Nor worn with Trauail, nor infeebeled With hatefull Sloath: Our Grand-sires flowrished Hundreds of yeers in youth; and even in Age Could render duly Venus Escuage:

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And that Polygamy (in those dayes common) Most Men vsurping more then one sole Woman, Made then the World so mightily augment In vpright Creatures; and (in continent) From fruitfull Loigns of one old Father-stock, So many branches of man-kinde to flock:* 1.139 Even as an ear of Corn (if all the yield Be yeerly sow'n still in a fertill Field) Fills Barns at length; and spreads in spacious Plain Millions of millions of like ears again. Or, as two Fishes, cast into a Meer, With fruitfull Spawn will furnish in fewe yeer A Town with victuall, and serue (furthermore) Their neighbour Waters with their Fry to store.
Haue not our Dayes a certain Father know'n,* 1.140 Who with the fruit of his own body grow'n, Peopled a Village of a hundred Fires, And issue-blest (the Crown of Old Desires) In his owne life-time, his owne off-spring saw To wed each other, without breach of Law? So far, the branches of his fruitfull Bed, Past all the Names of Kindreds-Tree did spread.
'Tis know'n that fewe Arabian Families* 1.141 New-planted Lybia with their Progenies, In compass of three hundred yeers and less; And Bugie, Argier, Oran, Thunis, Tez, Fez, Melli, Gago, Tombut, Terminan With hatefull Laws of Heathnish Alcoran.
If this, among the Africans we see, Whom cor'ziue humour of Melancholy Doth alwayes tickle with a wanton Lust, Although less powr-full in the Paphian Ioust For Propagation (for too-often Deed Of Loues-Delight, enfeebles much their seed: And inly, still they feel a Wintery Fever, As outwardly, a scorching Sommer ever) Ghess how much more, those, whose hoar heads approach And see the turnings of Heav'ns flaming Coach,

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Doe multiply; because they seldom venter, And but in season, Uenus lists to enter. And, the cold, resting (vnder th' Artick Star) Still Master of the Field in champian War, Makes Heat retire into the Bodies-Towr: Which there vnited, giues them much more powr.* 1.142
For thence indeed, Hunns, Herules, Franks, Bulgarians, Circassyans, Sweues, Burgognians, Turks, Tartarians, Dutch, Cimhers, Normans, Alains, Ostrogothes, Tigurins, Lombards, Vandals, Visigothes, Haue swarm'd (like Locusts) round about this Ball, And spoyl'd the fairest Provinces of all: While barren South had much a-doot' assemble (In all) two Hoasts; that made the North to tremble: Whereof; the One, that one-ey'd Champion led, Who famous Carthage rais'd, and ruined: Th' other (by Tours) Charles Martell martyr'd so; That never since, could Afrik Army showe.* 1.143
O! see, how full of Wonders strange is Nature: Sith in each Climat, not alone in stature, Strength, hair, and colour, that men differ doo, But in their humours and their manners too. Whether that, custom into Nature change: Whether that, Youth to th' Elds example range▪ Or divers Laws of divers Kingdoms, vary-vs: Or th' influence of Heav'nly bodies cary-vs.
The Northern-man is fair, the Southern foul; That's white, this black; that smiles, and this doth scoul: Th' one's blythe and frolik, th' other dull and froward; Th' one's full of courage, th' other fearfull coward: Th' ones hair is harsh, big, curled, th' other's slender; Th' one loveth Labour, th' other Books doth render: Th' one's hot and moist, the other hot and dry; Th' one's Voice is hoarce, the other's cleer and high: Th' one's plain and honest th' other all deceipt; Th' one's rough and rude, the other handsom neat: Th' one (giddy-brain'd) is turn'd with every winde; The other (constant) never changeth minde:

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Th' one's loose and wanton, th' other continent; Th' one thrift-less lavish, th' other provident: Th' one milde Companion; th' other, stern and strange, (Like a wilde Wolf) loues by himself to range: Th' one's pleas'd with plainness, th' other pomp affects: Th' one's born for Arms, the other Arts respects. But middling folk, who their abiding make Between these two, of either guise partake: And such haue stronger limbs, but weaker wit, Then those that neer Nyles fertill sides doo sit; And (opposit) more wit, and lesser force Then those that haunt Rhines and Danubius shoars.
For, in the Cirque of th' Vniversall City; The Southern-man, who (quick and curious-witty) Builds all on Dreams, deep Extasies, and Traunces, Who measures Heav'ns eternall-mouing Daunces, Whose searching soule can hardly besuffiz'd With vulgar Knowledge, holds the Place of Priest. The Northern-man, whose wit in's Fingers settles, Who what him list can work in Wood and Mettles, Who (Salmon-like) can thunder counterfait; With men of Arms, and Artizans is set. The Third (as knowing well to rule a State) Holds, grauely-wise, the room of Magistrate. Th' one (to be brief) loues studious Theory, The other Trades, the third deep Policy. Yet true it is, that since som later lustres, Minerua, Themis, Hermes, and his Sisters Haue set, as well, their Schools in th' Artick Parts, As Mars his Lists, and Vulcan Shops of Arts.* 1.144
Nay, see we not among ourselues, that liue Mingled almost (to whom the Lord doth giue But a small Turf of Earth to dwell-vpon) This wondrous ods in our condition? We finde the Alman, in his fight couragious, But salable; th' Italian too-outragious; Suddain the French, impatient of delay; The Spaniard slowe, but subtle to hetray:

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Th' Alman, in Counsail cold th' Italian quick, The French inconstant, Spaniards politik: Fine Feeds th' Italian, and the Spaniard spares;* 1.145 Prince-like the French, Pig-like the Alman, fares: Milde speaks the French, the Spaniard proud and brave, Rudely the Alman, and th' Italian grave: Th' Italian proud in tyre, French changing much, Fit-clad the Spaniard, and vn-fit the Dutch: The French-man braves his Fo, th' Italian cheers-him, The Alman spoyls, the Spaniard never bears-him: The French-man sings, th' Italian seems to bleat, The Spaniard whines, the Alman howleth great: Spaniards like Iugglers Iett; th' Almans like Cocks, The French goes quick, th' Italian like an Ox: Dutch Louers, proud; th' Italian envious, Frolik the French, the Spaniard furious.
Yet would the Lord, that Noahs fruitfull Race* 1.146 Should over-spread th' Earths vniversall Face: That, drawing so his Children from the crimes Which seem peculiar to their Native Climes, He might reveal his grace: and that Heav'ns Lights Might well incline (but not constrain) our sprights: That over all the World, his Saints, alwayes Might offer him sweet Sacrifice of Praise: That from cold Scythia, his high Name as far Might ay resound, as Sun-burnt Zanzibar: And that the treasures which strange Soyls produce, Might not seem worth-les, for the want of vse; But that the In-land Lands might truck and barter And vent their Wares about to every Quarter.* 1.147
For, as in LONDON (stuft with euery sort) Heer's the Kings Palace, there the Iunes of Court: Heer (to the Thames-ward, all a-long the STRAND) The stately Houses of the Nobles stand: Heer dwell rich Merchants; there Artificers; Heer Silk-men, Mercers, Gold-Smiths, Iewellers: There's a Church-yard furnisht with choise of Books; Heer stand the Shambles, there the Rowe of Cooks:

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Heer wonn Vp-Holsters, Haberdashers, Horners; There Pothecaries, Grocers, Taylours, Tourners: Heer Shoo-makers; there Ioyners, Coopers, Coriers; Here Browers, Bakers, Cutlers, Felters, Furriers: This Street is full of DRAPERS, that of Diars: This Shop with Tapers, that with Womens Tyars: For costly Toys, Silk Stockings, Cambrick, Lawn, Heer's choice-full Plenty in the curious PAWN: And All's but an Exchange, where (brieflie) no-man Keeps ought, as priuate. Trade makes all things common.
So com our Sugars from Canary Iles: From Candy, Currance, Muskadels, and Oyls: From the Moluques, Spices: Balsamum From Egypt: Odours from Arabia com: From India, Drugs, rich Gemms, and Iuorie: From Syria, Mummie: black-red Ebonie, From burning Chus: From Peru, Pearl and Gold: From Russia, Furres (to keep the rich from cold): From Florence, Silks: From Spayn, Fruit, Saffron, Sacks: From Denmark, Amber, Cordage, Firres, and Flax: From France and Flanders, Linnen, Woad, and Wine: From Holland, Hops: Horse, from the banks of Rhine. In brief, each Country (as pleas'd God distribute) To the Worlds Treasure payes a sundry Tribute.* 1.148
And, as sometimes that sumptuous Persian Dame (Out of her Pride) accustomed to name One Prouince for her Roab, her Rayl another, Her Partlet this, her Pantofles the tother, This her rich Mantle, that her royall Chain, This her rare Bracelets, that her stately Train: Euen so may Man; For, what wilde Hill so steep? What so waste Desart? what so dangerous Deep? What Scaso wrackfull? or so barren shoar In all the World may be suppos'd so poor, But yields him Rent: and free from enuious Spight, Contributes frankly to his Lifes Delight?* 1.149
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Serue vs for Gardens; and their flowerie Fleece Affoords vs Sythe-work, yeerly twice or thrice: The Plains for Corn: the swelling Downs for Sheep; Small Hills for Vines: the Mountains strangely-steep (Those Heav'n-climbe Ladders, Labyrinths of wonder, Cellars of winde, and Shops of sulphury Thunder; Where stormie Tempests haue their vgly birth; Which thou mis-call'st the blemish of the Earth; Thinking (profane) that God, or Fortune light Made them of enuie or of ouersight) Bound with eternall bounds proud Emperies; Bear mighty Forrests, full of Timber-Trees (Whereof thou buildest Ships and Houses fair, To trade the Seas, and fence thee from the Ayr) Spew spacious Riuers, full of fruitfull Breed, Which neighbour-Peoples with their plenty feed; Fatten the Earth with fresh, sweet, fertill mists; Driue gainfull Mills; and serue for Forts and Lists To stop the Furie of Warres waste-full hand; And ioyn to th' Sea, the middle of the Land. The Wyldes and Desarts, which so much amaze-thee, Are goodly Pastures, that do daily graze-thee Millions of Beasts for tillage, and (besides) Store thee with flesh, with Fleeces, and with Hides. Yea, the vast Sea (which seems but only good, To drown the World; and couer with his Flood So many Countries, where we else might hope For thrifty pains to reape a thankfull Crop) Is a large Lardar, that in brynie Deeps, To nourish thee, a World of Creatures keeps: A plentious Victualler, whose prouisions serue Millions of Citties that else needs must starue (Like half-dead Dolphins, which the Ebb lets lie Gasping for thirst vpon the sand, a-drie): 'Tincreaseth Trade, Iournies abbreuiates, The flitting Clouds it cease-les exhalates; Which, cooling th' ayr, and gushing down in rain, Make Ceres Sons (in sight) to mounta-main.

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But, shall I still be Boreas Tennis-ball?* 1.150 Shall I be still stern Neptunes tossed Thrall? Shall I no more behold thy natiue smoak, Deer Ithaca? Alas! my Barkis broak, And leaks so fast, that I can rowe no more: Help, help, (my Mates) make haste vnto the shoar. O! we are lost; vnless som friendly banks Quickly receiue our Tempest-beaten planks.
Ah, courteous ENGLAND, thy kinde arms I see Wide-stretched out to saue and welcom me. Thou (tender Mother) wilt not suffer Age To snowe my locks in Forrein Pilgrimage: That fel Bresile my breath-les Corps should shrowd, Or golden Peru of my Praise be prowd, Orrich Cathay to glory in my Verse: Thou gav'st me Cradle, thou wilt giue me Herse.
All-haile (deer ALEION) Europ's Pearl of price, The Worlds rich Garden, Earths rare Paradise: Thrice-happy Mother, which ay bringest-forth Such Chiualry as daunteth all the Earth (Planting the Trophies of thy glorious Arms By Sea and Land, where euer Titan warms): Such Artizans as do wel-neer Eclipse Fair Natures praise in peer-les Workmanships: Such happy Wits, as Egypt, Greece and Rome (At least) haue equall'd, if not ouer-com; And shine among their (Modern) learned Fellows, As Gold doth glister among paler Yellows: Or as Apollo th' other Planets passes: Or as His Flowr excels the Medow-grasses.
Thy Riuers, Seas; thy Cities, Shires do seem; Ciuil in manners, as in buildings trim: Sweet is thine Ayr, thy Soyl exceeding Fat, Fenç't from the World (as better-worth then That) With triple Wall (of Water, Wood, and Brass) Which neuer Stranger yet had power to pass; Saue when the Heav'ns haue for thy haynous Sin, By som of Thine, with false Keys let them in.

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About thy borders (O Heav'n-blessed ILE) There neuer crawls the noy som Crocodile; Nor Bane-breath'd Serpent, basking in thy sand, Measures an Acre of thy flowry Land; The swift foot Tiger, or fierce Lioness Haunt not thy. Mountains, nor thy wilderness; Nor rauening Wolues worry thy tender Lambs, Bleating for help vnto their help-les Dams; Nor subtle Sea-Horse, with deceiptfull Call, Intice thy Children in thy Floods to fall.
What though thy Thames and Tweed haue neuer rowl'd, Among their grauel, massie grains of Gold? What though thy Mountains spew no Siluer-streams? Though euery Hillock yield not pretious Gemms? Though in thy Forrests hang no Silken Fleeces? Nor sacred Incense, nor delicious Spices? What though the clusters of thy colder Vines Distill not Clarets, Sacks, nor Muscadines? Yet are thy Wolls, thy Corn, thy Cloath, thy Tin, Mines rich enough to make thee Europes Queen, Yea Empress of the World; Yet not sufficient To make thee thankfull to the Cause efficient Of all thy Blessings: Who, besides all this, Hath (now nine Lustres) lent thee greater Bliss; His blessed Word (the witnes of his fauour) To guide thy Sons vnto his Son (their Sauer) With Peace and Plenty: while, from War and Want, Thy neighbours Countries neuer breathed scant. And last, not least (so far beyond the scope Of Christians Fear, and Anti-Christians Hope) When all, thy Fall seem'd to Prognosticate, Hath higher rais'd the glory of thy State; In raysing STVARDS to thy regal Throne, To Rule (as Dauid and as Salomon) With prudence, Prowess, Iustice, and Sobrietie, Thy happy People in Religious Piety. Otoo-too happy! too-too fortunate! Knew'st thou thy Weal: or wert thou not ingrate.

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But least (at last) Gods righteous wrath consume-vs If on his patience still we thus presume-vs: And least (at last) all Blessings had before Double in Curses to torment-vs more: Deer Mother ENGLAND, bend thine aged knee, And to the Heav'ns lift vp thy hands with me; Off with thy Pomp, hence with thy Pleasures past: Thy Mirth be Mourning, and thy Feast a FAST: And let thy soule, with my sad soule, confesse Our former sins, and oul vnthankefulnes.
Pray we the Father, through th' adopting Spirit, Not measure vs according to our merit; Nor strictly weigh, at his High Iustice Beam, Our bold Rebellions, and our Pride extream: But, for his Son (our deer Redeemer's) sake, His Sacrifice, for our Sins Ransom, take; And, looking on vs with milde Mercies Ey, Forgiue our Past, our Future Sanctifie; That neuer more, his Furie we incense To strike (as Now) with raging Pestilence (Much less prouoke him by our guilt so far, To wound vs more, with Famine and with War).
Lord, cease thy wrath: Put vp into thy Quiuer This dreadfull shaft: Deer Father vs deliuer: And vnder wings of thy protection keep Thy seruant IAMES, both waking and a-sleep: And (furthermore) we (with the Psalmist) sing Lord giue thy iudgements to (our Lord) the King,* 1.151 And to his Son: and let there aye be one Of his Male Seed to sit vpon his Throne, To feed thy Folk in Iacob, and (aduance) In Israel thy (deer) Inheritance, And (long-long-liued) full of Faith and Zeal, Reform (like Asa) Church and Common-weal; Raysing poor Vertue, razing proudest Vice, Without respect of Person or of Price; That all bold Atheists, all Blasphemers, then, All Popish Traytors may be weeded clean. And, Curst, be All that say not heer, Amen.
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THE COLVMNES. THE IIII. PART OF THE II. DAY OF THE II. WEEK.

THE ARGVMENT.
Seth's Pillars found: Heber instructs his Son In th' vse therof, and who them first begun; Opens the One, and findes on seuerall Frames, Foure liuely Statues of foure louely Dames (The Mathematiks) furnisht each apart, With Equipages of their seuerall Art: Wonders of Numbers and Geómetrie: New Obseruations in Astronomy: Musiks rare force: Canaan (the Cursed) cause Of Hebers stop; and BARTA swittie pause.
IF euer (Lord) the purest of my Soule* 1.152 In sacred Rage were rapt aboue the Pole: If euer, by thy Spirit my spirit inspir'd, Offred thee Layes that learned France admir'd: Father of Light, Fountain of learned Art, Now, now (or neuer) purge my purest part: Now quintessence my Soule, and now aduance My care-free Powrs in som celestiall Trance: That (purg'd from Passion) thy Diuine address May guide me through Heav'ns glistring Palaces; Where (happily) my deer VRANIA'S grace, And her fair Sisters I may all imbrace: And (the melodious Syrens of the Sphears, Charming my senses in those sweets of theirs)

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So rauished, I may at rest contemple The Starrie Arches of thy stately Temple: Vnto this end, that as (at first) from thee Our Grand-sires learn'd Heav'ns Course and Qualitie; Thou now mai'st prompt me som more lofty Song, As to this lofty Subiect doth belong.
AFTER THAT Mens strife-hatching, haut Ambition,* 1.153 Had (as by lot) made this lowe Worlds partition; Phalec and Heber, as they wandred, sand A huge high Pillar, which vpright did stand (Much like a Rock amid the Ocean set, Seeming great Neptunes surly pride to threat; Whereon, a Pharos bears a Lanthorn bright, To saue from Shipwrack those that sayl by night) And afterward, another nigh as great; But not so strong, so stately, nor so neat: For, on the flowrie field it lay all flat, Built but of Brick, of rusty Tyles, and Slat: Whereas the First was builded fair and strong Of Iasper smooth, and Marble lasting long.
What Miracles! what monstrous heaps! what Hills* 1.154 Heav'd-vp by hand! what Types of antike Skills In form-les Forms (quoth Phalec)! Father showe (For, th' Ages past I knowe full well you knowe): Pray teach me, who did both these Works erect: About what time: and then to what effect.
Old Seth (saith Heber) Adams Scholler yerst* 1.155 (Who was the Scholler of his maker first) Hauing attain'd to knowe the course and sites, Th' aspect and greatnes of Heav'ns glistring Lights; He taught his Children, whose industrious wit Through diligence grew excellent in it. For, while their flocks on flowrie shoars they kept Of th' Eastern Floods, while others soundly slept (Hushing their cares in a Night-shortning nap, Vpon Obliuions dull and sense-les Lap) They liuing lusty, thrice the age of Ravens, Observ'd the Twinkling Wonders of the Heav'ns:

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And on their Grand-sires firm and goodly ground Asumptuous building they in time doo found. But (by Tradition Cabalistk) taught That God would twice reduce this world to nought, By Flood and Flame; they reared cunninglie This stately payr of Pillars which you see; Long-time safe-keeping, for their after-Kin, A hundred learned Mysteries therein.
This hauing sayd, old Heber drawing nigher,* 1.156 Opens a Wicket in the Marble Spire, Where (Phalec following) soon perceive they might A pure Lamp burning with immortal light.
As a mean person, who (though oft-disgraç't By churlish Porters) is conuaigh'd at last* 1.157 To the Kings Closet; rapt in deep amaze, At th' end-les Riches, vp and down doth gaze: So Phalec fares. O father (cries he out) What shapes are these heere placed round about, So like each other wrought with equall skill, That foure rain-drops cannot more like distill? What Tools are these? what diuine secrets lie Hidden within this learned Mysterie?
These foure (quoth Heber) Foure bright Virgins are,* 1.158 Heav'ns Babes, and Sisters the most fair and rare, That e're begot th' eternall Spirit (ex-pir'd From double Spirit) or humane soule admir'd.
This first, that still her lips and fingers moues,* 1.159 And vp and down so sundry-wayes remoues Her nimble Crowns; th' industrious Art it is Which knowes to cast all Heav'ns bright Images, All Winters hail, and all the gawdy flowrs Wherewith gay Flora pranks this Globe of ours. Shee's stately deckt in a most rich Attire: All kinde of Coyns in glistering heaps ly by-her: Vpon her sacred head Heav'n seems to drop A richer showr then fell in Danes Lap: A gold-ground Robe; and for a Glass (to look) Down by her girdle hangs a Table-book,

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Wherein the chief of her rare Rules are writ, To be safe-guarded from times greedy bit.
Mark heer what Figure stands for One, the right* 1.160 Root of all Number; and of Infinite:* 1.161 Loues happiness, the praise of Harmonie, Nurcerie of All, and end of Polymnie: No Number, but more then a Number yet; Potentially in all, and all in it.* 1.162 Now, note Two's Character, One's heir apparant, As his first-born; first Number, and the Parent* 1.163 Of Female Payrs. Heer now obserue the Three, Th' eldest of Odds, Gods number properly; Wherein, both Number, and no-number enter: Heav'ns deerest Number, whose inclosed Center Doth equally from both extreams extend: The first that hath beginning, midst, and end. The (Cubes-Base) Foure; a ful and perfect summ,* 1.164 Whose added parts iust vnto Ten doo com; Number of Gods great Name, Seasons, Complexions, Windes, Elements, and Cardinall Perfections. Th' Hermaphrodite Fiue, neuer multipli'd* 1.165 By'tself, or Odd, but there is still descri'd His proper face: for, three times Fiue arriue Vnto Fifteen; Fiue Fiues to Twenty-fiue. The perfect Six, whose iust proportions gather,* 1.166 To make his Whole, his members altogether: For Three's his half, his Sixt One, Two his Third; And One Two Three make Six, in One conferd. The Criticall and double-sexed Seav'n,* 1.167 The Number of th' vnfixed Fires of Heav'n; And of th' eternall sacred Sabbaoth; Which Three and Foure containeth ioyntly both. Th' Eight, double-square. The sacred note of Nine,* 1.168 Which comprehends the Muses Triple-Trine. The Ten, which doth all Numbers force combine:* 1.169 The Ten, which makes, as One the Point, the Line: The Figure, th' Hundred, Thousand (solid corps)* 1.170 Which, oft re-doubled, on th' Atlantik shoars

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Can summ the sand, and all the drops distilling From weeping Auster, or the Ocean filling.
See: many Summes, heer written streight and euen* 1.171 Each ouer other, are in one contriuen: See here small Numbers drawn from greater count:* 1.172 Heer Multiplid they infinitly mount: And lastly, see how (on the other side)* 1.173 One Summ in many doth it self Diuide.
That sallow-faç't, sad, stooping Nymph, whose ey Still on the ground is fixed stedfastly, Seeming to draw with point of siluer Wand* 1.174 Som curious Circles in the sliding sand; Who weares a Mantle, brancht with flowrie Buds, Embost with Gold, trayled with siluer Floods, Bordered with greenest Trees, and Fringed fine With richest azure of Seas storm-full brine: Whose dusky Buskins (old and tattered out) Showe, she hath trauail'd far and neer about By North and South; it is Geometrie, The Crafts-mans guide, Mother of Symmetrie, The life of Instruments of rare effect, Law of that Law which did the World erect.
Heer's nothing heere, but Rules, Squires, Compasses,* 1.175 Waights, Measures, Plummets, Figures, Ballances. Lo, where the Workman with a steddy hand Ingeniously a leuell Line hath drawn, War-like Triangles, building-fit Quadrangles, And hundred kindes of Forms of Manie-Angles Sraight, Broad, and Sharp: Now see on th' other side Other, whose Tracts neuer directly slide, As with the Snayl, the crooked Serpenter, And that which most the learned do prefer, The compleat Circle; from whose euery-place The Centre stands an equi-distant space.
See heer the Solids, Cubes, Cylinders, Cones, Pyramides, Prismas, Dodechaedrons: And there the Sphear, which (Worlds Type) comprehends In't-selfit-self; hauing nor midst nor ends:

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Arts excellence, praise of his peers, a wonder Wherein consists (in diuers sort) a hundred: Firm Mobile, an vp-down-bending-Vault, Sloaping in Circuit, yet directly wrought. See, how so soon as it to veer begins, Both vp and down, forward and back it wends; And, rapt by other, not it self alone Moues, but moues others with its motion (Witnes the Heav'ns): yea, it doth seem, beside, When it stands still, to shake on every side, Because it hath but one small point wher-on His equal halves are equi-peiz'd vpon, And yet this goodly Globe (where we assemble) Though hung in th' Ayr) doth neuer selfly tremble: For, it's the midst of the Con-centrik Orbs Whom neuer Angle nor out-nook disturbs.
All Solids else (cast in the Ayr) reflect Vn-self-like-forms: but in a Globe each tract Seems still the same, because it euery-where Is vniform, and differs not a hair.
More-ouer, as the Buildings Amblìgon May more receiue then Mansions Oxigon (Because th' acute, and the rect-Angles too, Stride not so wide as obtuse Angles doo): So doth the Circle in his Circuit span More room then any other Figure can. Th' other are eas'ly broke, because of ioints, Ends and beginnings, edges, nooks, and points: But, th' Orb's not subiect vnto such distress, Because 'tis ioint les, point-les, corner-less.
Chiefly (my Phalec) hither bend thy minde, And learn Two Secrets which but fewe shall finde, Two busie knots, Two labyrinths of doubt, Where future Schools shall wander long about, Beating their brains, their best endeuours troubling: The Circles Squareness, and the Cubes Re-doubling.
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Not by Sophistick subtle Arguments, But euen by practise and experience: Vn-disputable Art, and fruitfull Skill, Which with new wonders all the World shall fill.
Heer-by the Waters of the lowest Fountains,* 1.177 Shall play the Millers, as the Windes on Mountains: And grain so ground within a rowling Frame, Shall pay his duty to his niggard Dame. Heer-by, a Bullet spewd from Brazen brest In fiery fume against a Town distrest,* 1.178 With roaring powr shall pash the Rocks in sunder, And with the noise euen drown the voice of Thunder. Heer-by, the Wings of fauourable Windes Shall bear from Western to the Eastern Indes,* 1.179 From Africa to Thule's farthest Flood, A House (or rather a whole Town) of Wood; While sitting still, the Pilot shall at ease With a short Leauer guide it through the Seas. Heer-by, the PRINTER, in one day shall rid* 1.180 More Books, then yerst a thousand Wrighters did. Heer-by, a Crane shall steed in building, more* 1.181 Then hundred Porters busie pains before: The Iacobs-staff, to measure heights, and Lands,* 1.182 Shall far excell a thousand nimble hands, To part the Earth in Zones and Climats euen; And in twice-twenty-and-foure Figures, Heav'n. A Wand, Sand, Water, small Wheels turning ay,* 1.183 In twice-twelue parts shall part the Night and Day. Statues of Wood shall speak: and fained Sphears* 1.184 Showe all the Wonders of true Heav'n in theirs. Men, rashly mounting through the emptie Skie, With wanton wings shall cross the Seas wel-nigh: And (doubt-less) if the Geometrician finde Another World where (to his working minde) To place at pleasure and conuenience His wondrous Engines and rare Instruments, Euen (like a little God) in time he may To som new place transport this World away.

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Because these Two our passage open set To bright Vrania's sacred Cabinet, Wherin she keeps her sumptuous Furniture, Pearls, Diamonds, Rubies, and Saphires pure: Because, to climbe starrie Parnassus top None can, vnless these Two doo help him vp (For, whoso wants either of these Two eyes, In vain beholds Heav'ns glistering Canapies): The Caruer (heer) close by Geometry* 1.185 And Numbring Art, hath plaç't Astronomie.
A siluer Crescent wears she for a Crown, A hairy Comet to her heels hangs down, Brows stately bent in milde-Maiestik wise, Beneath the same two Carbuncles for eyes, An Azure Mantle wauing at her back, With two bright Clasps buckled about her neck; From her right shoulder sloaping ouer-thwart-her, A watchet Scarf, or broad imbrodered Garter, Flourisht with Beasts of sundry shapes, and each With glistering Stars imbost and poudred rich; And then, for wings, the golden plumes she wears Of that proud Bird which starrie Rowells bears.
Bur what fair Globes (quoth Phalec) seems she thus,* 1.186 With spreading arms, to reach and offer vs? My Son (quoth Heber) that round Figure there,* 1.187 With crossing Circles, is the Mundane Sphear; Wherin, the Earth (as the most vile and base, And Lees of All) doth hold the lowest place: Whom prudent Nature girdeth ouer-thwart With azure Zone: or rather, euery part Couers with Water winding round about, Saue heer and there som Angles peeping out: For, th' Oceans liquid and sad slyding Waues Sinking in deepest of Earths hollow Caues, Seek not (within her vast vnequall height) The Centre of the wideness, but the weight.
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(Besides th' Empyreall Palace of the Saincted) Each ouer other, if they could be painted.
But th' Artist, faining, in the steed of these,* 1.188 Ten Circles, like Heav'ns Superficies; To guide vs to them by more easie Path, In hollow Globe the same described hath.
'Mid th' amplest Six, whose crossing difference* 1.189 Diuides in two the Sphears Circumference, Stands th' Equinoctial; equi-distant all From those two Poles which do support this Ball. Therefore each Star that vnderneath it slides, A rest-les, long and weary Iourney rides, Goes larger Circuit, and more speedy far Then any other steady fixed Star (Which wexeth slowe the more it doth aduaunce Neer either Pole his God-directed Daunce) And while Apollo driues his Load of Light Vnder this Line, the Day and dusky Night Tread equall steps: for, learned Natures hand Then measures them a-like in euery Land.
The next, which there beneath it sloaply slides, And his fair Hindges from the World's diuides Twice twelue Degrees; is call'd the Zodiack,* 1.190 The Planets path, where Phoebus plies to make Th' Yeers Reuolution: through new Houses ranging, To cause the Seasons yeerly foure-fold changing.
Th' other, which (crossing th' Vniuersall Props,* 1.191 And those where Titans whirling Chariot sloaps) Rect-angles forms; and, crooking, cuts in two Heer Capricorn; there burning Cancer too; Of the Sun's stops, it Colure hath to name, Because his Teem doth seem to trot more tame On these cut points: for heer he doth not ride Flatling a-long, but vp the Sphears steep side.
Th' other, which cuts this equi-distantly* 1.192 With Aries, Poles, and Scale, is (like-wisely) The Second Colure: The Meridian, This* 1.193 Which neuer in one Point of Heav'n persists;

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But still pursues our Zenith: as the light* 1.194 Inconstant Horizon our shifting sight.
For the foure small ones: heer the Tropiks turn,* 1.195 Both that of Cancer and of Capricorn. And neerer th' Hindges of the golden Sphear, Heer's the South-Circle; the North-Circle there:* 1.196 Which Circles cross not (as you see) at all The Center-point of th' Vniuersall Ball; But, parting th' Orb into vn-equall ells, 'Twixtth' Equi-nox and them, rest Parallels.* 1.197
The other Ball her left hand doth support, Is Heav'ns bright Globe: for, though that Art com short Of Nature far, heer may ingenious soules Admire the stages of Star-seeled Poles.
O what delight it is in turning soft* 1.198 The bright Abbridgement of that Vpper Loft, (To seem) to see Heav'ns glorious Host to march In glistring Troops about th' Aethereal Arch! Where, one for Arms bears Bowe and Shafts: a Sword A second hath; a trembling Launce a third: One fals: another in his Chariot rowles On th' azure Brass of th' euer-radiant Bowles: This serues a-foot, that (as a Horseman) rides: This vp, that down; this back, that forward slides: Their Order order-less, and Peace-full Braul With-child's the World; fils Sea, and Earth, and All.
I neuer see their glaunces inter-iect* 1.199 In Triangle, Sextile, or Square aspect; Now milde, now moody: but, me thinks I see Som frollik Swains amid their dauncing glee; Where Men and Maids together make them merry, With Iigs and Rounds, till Pipe and all be weary: Where, on his Loue one smiles with wanton eye; Wher-at his Riuall frowns for Iealousie.
But why (quoth Phalec) hath th' All-Fair, who frames* 1.200 Nought heer below, but's full of Beauties flames; Ingrav'n on th' Orbs of th' azure 'Crystalline (Where Beauties self, and Loue should euer shine)

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So many hideous Beasts and Monsters fell? Fellows, more fit for th' vgly Fiends in Hell.
Surely (saith Heber) God's all-prudent pleasure* 1.201 Makes nothing Art-less, nor without iust measure: And this the Worlds chief praise of Beauty carries, That in each part it infinitly varies.
Our learned Elders then, who on this Sphear,* 1.202 Heav'ns shining Signes imagin'd fitly-fair, Did vnto each, such Shape and Name deuise, As with their Natures neerly symbolize.
In form of Ram with golden Fleece, they put* 1.203 The bi-corn'd Signe, which the Yeers bounds doth 'butt; Because the World (vnder his temp'rate heat In fleece of flowrs is pranked richly neat. Of Bull the next: because the husband-men* 1.204 With yoaks of slowe-paç't smoking Bullocks then Tear-vp their Fallows, and with hope-full toyl, Furbush their Coultars in the Corn-fit soyl. Of Twins the third: because then, of two Sexes* 1.205 Kinde-cruell Cupid one whole body mixes: Then all things couple, then Fruits double growe, Then Flowrs do flourish, and corn Fields do showe. The fourth a Lobstars name and frame they made,* 1.206 Because then South-ward Sol doth retrograde, Goes (Crab-like) backward, and so neuer stinteth, But still his wheels in the same track reprinteth. The fift a Lion: for, as Lions breath* 1.207 Is burning hot; so likewise, vnderneath This fiery Signe, th' Earth sparkles, and the streams Seem sod-away with the Suns glowing beams.* 1.208 The sixt a Maid: because with Maid-like honour, Th' Earth loatheth then the Suns Loue-glances on her T'inflame her loue: and (reclus'd as it were) This Virgin Season nought at all doth bear. Ballance the seuenth: because it equall weighs* 1.209 Nights louing-silence, and grief-guiding Daies; And Heat and Cold: and in Must-Month, the Beam Stands equi-poiz'd in equipeizing them.

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Scorpion the next: because his percing sting* 1.210 Doth the first tydings of cold Winter bring. The ninth an Archer both in shape and Name,* 1.211 Who day and night follows his fairest game; And his keen Arrows every-where bestowes, Headed with Yce, featherd with Sleet and Snowes. The next a Kid: because as Kids do clime And frisk from Rock to Rock; about this Time* 1.212 The Prince of Planets (with the locks of Amber) Begins again vp towards vs to clamber. And then, because Heav'n alwayes seems to weep Vnder th' ensuing Signes; on th' Azure steep* 1.213 Our Parents plaç't a Skinker: and by him, Two silver Fishes in his floods to swim.
But if (my Son) this superficiall gloze Suffice thee not: then may we thus suppose, That as before th' All-working Word alone Made Nothing be All's womb and Embryon, Th' eternall Plot, th' Idea fore-conceiv'd, The wondrous Form of all that Form receiv'd, Did in the Work-mans spirit divinelyly; And, yer it was, the World was wondrously: Th' Eternall Trine-One, spreading even the Tent Of th' All-enlightning glorious Firmament, Fill'd it with Figures; and in various Marks The repourtray'd Tables of his future Works.
See heer the pattern of a silver Brook* 1.214 Which in and out on th' azure stage doth crook, Heer th' Eagle plays, there flyes the rav'ning Crowe, Heer swims the Dolphin, there the Whale doth rowe, Heer bounds the Courser, there the Kid doth skip, Heer smoaks the Steer, the Dragon there doth creep: There's nothing precious in Sea, Earth, or Ayr, But hath in Heav'n som like resemblance fair. Yea, even our Crowns, Darts, Launces, Skeyns, and Scales Are all but Copies of Heav'ns Principals; And sacred patterns, which, to serue all Ages, Th' Almighty printed on Heav'ns ample stages.

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Yea surely, durst I (but why should I doubt* 1.215 To wipe from Heav'n so many slanders out, Of profane Rapin and detested Rapes, Of Murder, Incest, and all monstrous Scapes, Wher-with (heerafter) som bold-fabling Greeks Shall foully stain Heav'ns Rosy-blushing cheeks?) Heer could I showe, that vnder euery Signe Th' Eternall grav'd som Mystery divine Of's holy City; where (as in a glass) To see what shall heer-after com-to-pass: As publik and autentik Rowles, fore-quoting Confusedly th' Euents most worthy noting, In his deer Church (his Darling and Delight).
O! thou fair Chariot flaming braue-ly bright,* 1.216 Which like a Whirl-winde in thy swift Career Rapt'st vp the Thesbit; thou do'st alwayes veer About the North-pole, now no more be-dabbling Thy nimble spoaks in th' Ocean, neither stabling Thy smoking Coursers vnder th' Earth, to bayt:* 1.217 The while Elisha earnestly doth wayt, Burning in zeal (ambitious) to inherit His Masters Office, and his mighty Spirit; That on the starry Mountain (after him) He well may manage his celestiall Teem.
Close by him, Dauid in his valiant Fist* 1.218 Holds a fierce Lions fiery flaming Crest: Heer shines his golden Harp, and there his Crown:* 1.219 There th' vgly Bear bears (to his high renown) Seav'n (shining) Stars: Lo, heer the whistling Launce, Which frantick Saul at him doth fiercely glaunce.
Pure Honours Honour, Prayse of Chastity, O fair Susanna, I should mourn for thee, And moan thy tears, and with thy friends lament* 1.220 (With Heav'n-lift-eyes) thy wofull punishment, Saue that so timely (through Heav'ns prouidence) Yong Daniel saues thy wronged Innocence:* 1.221 And by a dreadfull radiant splendor, spread From Times-Child Truth (not from Medusa's head)* 1.222

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Condemns th' old Leachers, and eft-soons vpon Their cursed heads there hayls a storm of stone. Also, as long as Heav'ns swift Orb shall veer, A sacred Trophee shall be shining heer In the bright Dragon, of that Idoll fell,* 1.223 Which the same Prophet shall in Babel quel.
Wher-to more fit may Pegasus compair,* 1.224 Than to those Coursers; flaming in the ayr, Before the Tyrant of less-Asia's fury, Vsurps the fair Metropolis of Iury? Wher-to the Coach-man, but Ezechiel That so well driues the Coach of Israel? Wher-to the Swan, but to that Proto-Martyr,* 1.225 The faithfull Deacon which endureth torture, (Yea death) for his dead Lord; whom sure to meet, So neer his end sings so exceeding sweet? Wher-to the Fish which shineth heerso bright,* 1.226 But to that Fish, that cureth Tobies sight? Wher-to the Dolphin, but to that meek Man,* 1.227 Who dry-shod guides through Seas Erythean Old Iacobs Fry: And Iordans liquid glass Makes all his Host dry (without boat) to pass?
And furthermore, God hath not onely graven On the brass Tables of swift-turning Heav'n His sacred Mot; and, in Triangle frame,* 1.228 His Thrice-One Nature stamped on the same:* 1.229 But also, vnder that stout Serpent-Slayer, His Satan-taming Son (Heav'ns glorious heir) Who with the Engin of his Cross abates Th' eternall Hindges of th' infernall Gates: And, vnder that fair Sun-fixt-gazing Foul,* 1.230 The God of Gods deer Minion of his Soule, Which from his hand reaves Thunder often-times, His Spirit; his Loue, which visits earthly Climes In plumy shape: for, this bright winged Signe, In head and neck, and starry back (in fine) No less resembles the milde simple Doue, Than crook-bild Eagle that commands aboue.

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What shall I say of that bright Bandeleev, Which twice-six Signs so richly garnish heer? Th' Years Vsher, doth the Paschal Lamb fore-tell:* 1.231 The Bull, the Calf, which erring Israell* 1.232 Sets vp in Horeb. These fair shining Twins,* 1.233 Those striving Brethren, Isaacs tender Sons: The fourth is Salomon, who (Crab-like) crawls* 1.234 Backward from Vertue; and (fowl Swine-like) fals In Vices mire: profanest old (at last) In soule and body growen a-like vn-chaste.* 1.235 The fift, that Lion, which the Hair-strong Prince Tears as a Kid, without Wars instruments.* 1.236 The sixt, that Uirgin, euer-maiden Mother, Bearing for vs, her Father, Spouse, and Brother. The next that Beam, which in King Lemuels hand,* 1.237 So iustly weighs the Iustice of his Land. The next, that Creature which in Malta stings* 1.238 Th' Apostles hand, and yet no blemish brings; For 'tis indifferent, whether we the same, A spotted Scorpion, or a Viper name. Th' Archer, is Hagars Son: The Goat (I ghess)* 1.239 Is Arons Scape-Goat in the Wildernes. The next, the deer Son of dumb Zacharias, Gods Harbinger, fore-runner of Messias: Who in clear Iordan washeth clean the sin, Of all that rightly do repent with-in. These Two bright Fishes, those wher-with the Lord* 1.240 (Through wondrous blessing of his powtfull Word) Feeds with fiue Loaues (vpon Asphaltis shoar) Abundantly fiue thousand Folk, and more.
But, turn we now the twinkling Globe, and there Let's mark as much the Southern Hemi-sphear. Ah! know'st thou not this glorious Champion heer,* 1.241 Which shines so brightly by the burning Steer?* 1.242 'Tis Nun's great Son, who through deep Iordan leads His Army dry-shod; and (triumphant) treads* 1.243 On Canaan Currs, and on th' Ammorrean Hare, Eoyl'd with the fear of his victorious war.

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See th' ancient Ship, which, over windes and waues Triumphing safe, the Worlds seed-remnant saues. Lo, heer the Brasen Serpent shines, whose sight* 1.244 Cures in the Desart, those whom Serpents bite. Heer th' happy Rau'n, that brings Elias cates;* 1.245 Heer the rich Cup, where Ioseph meditates* 1.246 His graue Predictions: Heer that Heav'nly Knight, Who prest appearing armed all in white, To Maccabeus, with his flaming spear So deep (at last) the Pagan Wolf doth tear,* 1.247 That on Gods Altar (yerst profan'd so long) Sweet Incense fumeth, and the sacred Song Of Leuits soundeth in his House again;* 1.248 And that rich Crown th' Asmonean Race doth gain, To rule the Iewes. Lo, there the happy Fish Which payes Christs Tribute (who our Ransom is): And heer the Whale, within whose noysom breast,* 1.249 The Prophet Ionas for three dayes doth rest.* 1.250
But while (my spoaks-man, or I rather his) Thus Heber comments on Heav'ns Images, Through path-less paths his wandring steps doth bring, And boldly quavers on a Maiden string; Suppose not (Christians) that I take for grounds Or points of Faith, all that he heer propounds; Or that old Zeno's Portall I sustain, Or Stök Fate (th' Almighties hands to chain): Or in Heav'ns Volume reading things to-com, Erroneously a Chaldee-Wise becom. No, no such thing; but to refresh again Your tyred Spirits, I sung this novell strain: That hither-to having with patience past Such dreadfull Oceans, and such Desarts vast, Such gloomy Forrests, craggy Rocks and steep, Wide-yawning Gulfs, and hideous Dungeons deep; You might (at last) meet with a place of pleasure, Wher-on the Heav'ns lavish their plentious treasure, Where Zephyre puffs perfumes, and silver Brooks Embrace the Meads, smiling with wanton Looks.

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Yet (curteous Readers) who is it can say Whether our Nephews yet another-day (More zealous than our selues in things Divine) This curious Art shall Christianly refine; And giue to all these glistring Figures then, Not Heathen names, but names of Holy men?* 1.251
But, seek we now for Heber, whose Discourse Informs his Phalec in the Planets course: What Epicicle meaneth, and Con-centrik, With Apogé, Perigé, and Eccentrik: And how fell Mars (the Seedster of debate) Dayes glorious Torch, the wanton (Uulcans Mate) Saturn, and Ioue, three Sphears in one retain, Smooth Hermes five, fair Cynthia two-times-twain.
For, the Divine Wits, whence this Art doth flowe, Finding their Fires to wander to and fro, Now neer, now far from Natures Nave: above, Confusion, voyd; and rupture to remove, Which would be caused, through their wanderment, In th' Heav'ns inclos'd within the Firmament; Have (more then men) presum'd to make, within Th' Eternall Wheels where th' erring Tapers been, Sundry small Wheels, each within other closed, Such equi-distance each-where inter-posed, That (though they kiss) they crush not; but the base Are vnder th' high, the high the lowe imbrace:* 1.252 Like as the Chest-nut (next the meat) within Is cover'd (last) with a soft slender skin, That skin inclos'd in a tough tawny shel, That shel in-cas't in a thick thistly fell.
Then taks he th' Astrolabe, wher-in the Sphear* 1.253 Is flat reduced: he discovers there The Card of Heights, the Almycantharats, With th' Azimynths and the Almadarats (Pardon me Muse, if ruder phrase defile This fairest Table, and deface my stile With Barbarism: For in this Argument, To speak Barbarian, is most eloquent).

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On th' other side, vnder a veering Sight, A Tablevcers; which, of each wandring Light Showes the swift course; and certain Rules includes, Dayes, names of Months, and scale of Altitudes. Removing th' Alhidade, he spends som leasure To shewe the manner how a Wall to measure, A Fountains depth, the distance of a place, A Countries compass, by Heav'ns ample face: In what bright starry Signe, th' Almighty dread, Dayes Princely Planet daily billeted: In which his Nadir is: and how with-all To finde his Eleuation and his Fall. How long a time an entire Signe must wear While it ascendeth on our Hemi-sphear: Poles eleuation: The Meridian line: And divers Hours of Day and night to finde.
These learned wonders witty Phalec marks, And heedfully to every Rule he harks: Wise Alchymist, he multiplies this Gold, This Talent turns, encreasing many-fold: And then prsents it to his Noble seed, Who soon their Doctor in his Art exceed.
But, even as Mars, Hermes, and Uenus bright,* 1.254 Go visit now the naked Troglodite, Then Iaue, then Guynney; and (inclin'd to change) Oft shifting House, through both the Worlds do range* 1.255 (Both Worlds ev'n-halv'd by th' Equinoctiall Line): So the perfection of this Art divine, First vnder th' Hebrews bred and born, anon Coms to the Chaldes by adoption: Scorning anon, th' olde Babylonian Spires, It leaves swift Tigris, and to Nile retires; And, waxen rich, in Egypt it erects A famous School: yet, firm-less in affects, It falls in loue with subtil Grecian wits, And to their hands awhile it self commits; But, in renowmed Ptolomeus Raign, It doth re-visit the deer Memphian Plain:

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Yet, Thence re-fled, it doth th' Arabians try; From thence to Rome: From Rome to Germany.
O true Endymions, that imbrace above Vpon mount Latmos your Imperiall Love (Great Queen of Heav'n) about whose Bed, for Guard,* 1.256 Millions of Archers with gold Shields do ward. True Atlasses: You Pillars of the Poles Empyreall Palace; you fair learned soules; But for your Wrightings, the Starrs-Doctrine soon Would sink in Laethe of Oblivion: 'Tis you that Marshall months, and yeers, and dayes: 'Tis you that quoat for such as haunt the Seas Their prosperous Dayes, and Dayes when Death ingraven On th' angry Welkin, warns them keep their Haven: 'Tis you that teach the Plough-man when to sowe: When the brave Captain to the Field shall goe; When to retire to Garrison again; When to assault a batter'd Peece; and when To conuoy Victuals to his valiant Hoast: 'Tis you that shewe what season fitteth most For every purpose; when to Purge is good, When to be Bathed, when to be Let-blood: And how Physicians, skilfully to mix Their Drugs, on Heav'n their curious eys must fix. 'Tis you that in the twinkling of an ey Through all the Heav'nly Provinces do fly: 'Tis you that (greater then our greatest Kings) Possess the whole World in your Governings: And (to conclude) you Demi-Gods can make Between your hands the Heav'ns to turn and shake.
O divine Spirits! for you my smoothest quill His sweetest hony on this Book should still; Srill should you be my Theam: but that the Beauty Of the last Sister drawes my Love and Duty, For, now I hear my Phalec humbly crave The fourth Mayds name: his Father, mildely-grave, Replyes him thus; Obserue (my deerest Son) Those cloud-less brows, those cheeks vermilion,

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Those pleasing looks, those eyes so smiling-sweet,* 1.257 That grace-full posture, and those prety feet Which seem still Dancing: all those Harps and Lutes, Shawms, Sag-buts, Citrons, Viols, Cornets, Flutes, Plaç't round about her; prove in every part This is the noble, sweet, Voice-ord'ring Art, Breath's Measurer, the Guide of supplest fingers On (living-dumb, dead-speaking) Sinnew-singers: Th' Accord of Discords: sacred Harmony, And Numb'rie Law, which did accompany Th' Almighty-most, when first his Ordinance Appointed Earth to Rest, and Heav'n to Dance.* 1.258 For (as they say) for super-Intendent there, The supream Voice placed in every Sphear A Syren sweet; that from Heav'ns Harmony Inferiour things might learn best Melody, And their rare Quier with th' Angels Quier accord To sing aloud the prayses of the Lord, In's Royall Chappell, richly beautifi'd With glist'ring Tapers, and all sacred Pride.* 1.259
Where, as (by Art) one selfly blast breath'd out From panting bellowes passeth all-about Winde-Instruments; enters by th' vnder Clavers Which with the Keys the Organ-Master quavers, Fils all the Bulk, and severally the same Mounts every Pipe of the melodious Frame; At once reviving lofty Cymbals voice, Flutes sweetest ayr, and Regals shrillest noyse: Even so th' all-quickning spirit of God above The Heav'ns harmonious whirling wheels doth move; So that-re-treading their eternall trace, Th' one bears the Treble, th' other bears the Base.* 1.260
But, brimmer far than in the Heav'ns, heer All these sweet-charming Counter-Tunes we hear: For, Melancholy, Winter, Earth belowe, Bear ay the Base; deep, hollow, sad, and slowe: Pale Phleagm, moist Autumn, Water moistly-cold, The Plummet-like-smooth-sliding Tennor hold:

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Hot-humid Bloud, the Spring, transparent Air, The Maze-like Mean, that turns and wends so fair: Curst Choler, Sommer, and hot-thirsty Fire, Th' high-warbling Treble, loudest in the Quire.
And that's the cause (my Son) why stubborn'st things* 1.261 Are stoopt by Musick; as reteining springs Of Number in them: and they feeble live But by that Spirit which th' Heav'ns dance doth drive.
Sweet Musik makes the sternest men-at-Arms Let-fall at once their anger and their Arms:* 1.262 It cheers sad soules, and charms the frantik fits Of Lunatiks that are bereft their wits: It kils the flame, and curbs the fond desire Of him that burns in Beauties blazing Fire (Whose soule, seduced by his erring eyes, Doth som proud Dame devoutly Idolize): It cureth Serpents bane-full bit, whose anguish In deadly torment makes men madly languish: The Swan is rapt, the Hinde deceiv'd with-all, And Birds beguil'd with a melodious call:* 1.263 Th' Harp leads the Dolphin, and the buzzing swarm Of busie Bees the tinkling Brass doth charm.
O! what is it that Musik cannot doo! Sith th' all-inspiring Spirit it conquers too: And makes the same down from the Empyreall Pole Descend to Earth into a Prophets soule: With divine accents tuning rarely right* 1.264 Vnto the rapting Spirit the rapted Spright? Sith, when the Lord (most moved) threatneth most, With wrathfull tempest arming all his Hoast; When angry stretching his strong sinnewy arms, With bended back he throwes down thundry storms; Th' harmonious sighs of his heart-turning Sheep Supple his sinnews, lull his wrath a-sleep; While milde-ey'd Mercy stealeth from his hand The sulph'ry Plagues prepar'd for sinfull Man?
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Curst Canaan (seeking Iordans fatall course) Past by the Pillars, and brake his Discourse, And mine with-all; for I must rest me heer: My weary Iourny makes me faint well-neer: Needs must I craue new ayd from High, and step A litle back, that I may farther leap.
The ende of the Second Day of the Second Week,

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