Mount-Orgueil: or Divine and profitable meditations raised from the contemplation of these three leaves of natures volume, 1. Rockes, 2. Seas, 3. Gardens, digested into three distinct poems. To which is prefixed, a poeticall description, of Mount-Orgueil Castle in the Isle of Jersy. By VVilliam Prynne, late exile, and close prisoner in the sayd Castle. A poem of The soules complaint against the body; and Comfortable cordialls against the discomforts of imprisonment, &c. are hereto annexed.

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Mount-Orgueil: or Divine and profitable meditations raised from the contemplation of these three leaves of natures volume, 1. Rockes, 2. Seas, 3. Gardens, digested into three distinct poems. To which is prefixed, a poeticall description, of Mount-Orgueil Castle in the Isle of Jersy. By VVilliam Prynne, late exile, and close prisoner in the sayd Castle. A poem of The soules complaint against the body; and Comfortable cordialls against the discomforts of imprisonment, &c. are hereto annexed.
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Prynne, William, 1600-1669.
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1641.
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"Mount-Orgueil: or Divine and profitable meditations raised from the contemplation of these three leaves of natures volume, 1. Rockes, 2. Seas, 3. Gardens, digested into three distinct poems. To which is prefixed, a poeticall description, of Mount-Orgueil Castle in the Isle of Jersy. By VVilliam Prynne, late exile, and close prisoner in the sayd Castle. A poem of The soules complaint against the body; and Comfortable cordialls against the discomforts of imprisonment, &c. are hereto annexed." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A91224.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 18, 2024.

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THE PREFACE.

SOare up my Muse upon the Eagles Wings, Above the Clouds, and scrue up all thy strings Unto their Highest Straines, with Angels Layes Mens Soules to ravish, and their Hearts to raise From Earth to Heaven, with those sweetest Notes Which Gardens tender to thy plodding thoughts.

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A Theame of Meditation, so Divine, Rich, pleasant, usefull, that no golden Mine, No Hony-Combe may once with it compare; Lord Feast our Soules with its Coelestiall fare, Fruites, pleasures in such wise, that they may still Loath this worlds Cates, with all things that are Ill, Tasting no Pleasure but in Things above, The onely Dainties which they ought to love.
A briefe Character of a Garden.
A Garden is an Earthly Paradise, No mortall Creatures, but Gods owne devise, (Thea 1.1 first who Planted Gardens, which began At the Creation; God then binding Man, (Theb 1.2 Lord of all his workes) to this sweete Trade To Keepe and Dresse the Garden he had made: This was Mans first imployment; so as He In this Respect a Gardner stil'd may be; The first and best of Trades; whichc 1.3 Adams tast Of the forbidden fruite hath much debast, And with it Gardens too, which thereby lost Much of their Pleasure, to our Paine and cost. Yet in this dolefull State of sinne, and vice; They still remaine Mans terrened 1.4 Paradise; Yeelding not onely Profit, but delight. Foode, Cates, Salves, Phisicke, Pleasures to the sight, And other Senses; solacing the Minde With sundry Objects which it there may finde, It, and the Body to refresh and cheare, When as they tired, vexed, grieved are.

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But this is nought to those Soule-ravishing, Sweete, heavenly Meditations which doe spring From Gardens, able to rap and inspire The coldest Muse, with a Coelestiall fire; Yea melt the flintiest Heart, and it advance Above the Spheares in a delightfull Trance? These make an Eden of each Garden-Plot, And here are fallen to my Muses Lot.
Meditations of the first Kinde.
1.
FIrst then, a garden paints out to our Eyes And Hearts, its primee 1.5 Inventor, God most wise; Whose peerelessef 1.6 Wisedome, Art, skill shine most bright In every Tree, Plant, Herbe, Flower which our sight Beholds in Gardens; whose variety. In smell, taste, colour, forme, fruite, quality, And usefull vertues for all maladies, Wounds, Ulcers, Aches, stripes, Infirmities Of Man and Beast, (so many that Mans Art Hath not as yet found out the thousand part From Adams fall till now,) at large descry Gods matchlesse Art and wisedome to each eye. View we the goodly Colours, Beauty, Frame, Embroidry, carving, fruites, leaves, rootes (which shame And pose all Artists) with the Joynts, and sweete Proportion of those Parts, which in them meete; And we must needes confesse himg 1.7 onely wise Who these rare peeces did at first devise, Without a Patterne; and doth dayly raise Such worlds of goodly Fabrickes to his praise.

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O let our Hearts, words, workes, still celebrate Hish 1.8 boundlesse wisedome, who did these create.
2.
That most transcendent Beauty which we see With dayly admiration in each Tree, Plant, Herbe, Carnation, Lilly, Tulip, Rose, With worlds of other Flowers, which the Nose Affect withi 1.9 pleasant smels, and beautifie The Earth and Gardens, more than starres the skie, Shining with rarest Colours of each kinde, So fresh, mixt, sorted, that they rap the Minde Into amazement; sweetly manifest, In some darke measure, to each pious Breast, Gods most surpassingk 1.10 Beauty; to whosel 1.11 Light The Noone-day Sunnes more darke than any Night. Why doe we then like doting Fooles admire A comely Face, necke, hand, bush, brave Attire, Or waxe proud of them? (as most doe,) since grasse, Trees,m 1.12 Lillies, flow'rs, In beauty farre Surpasse The fairest Kings Queen's, Ladies, whose hands, face And rich Array, compar'd to these, are base. O! if we dote on Beauty, let the Rayes Ofn 1.13 Gods Eternall Glory, past all praise And Comprehension, pierce, melt, rap, transport Our Soules witho 1.14 Love, & scorch them in such sort, That they may ever burne with its sweete flame, And deeme all Beauty else not worth the Name; Being imperfect,p 1.15 fading every Houre, Not halfe so lovely, comely as a flower.

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Each Plant, Herbe, Roote, Grasse, Flower which doth grow, In Gardens,q 1.16 Gods Almighty power forth show. Since all the Monarches, Artists, Men that live, With all their might, wit, skill, can never give Life to existence to the smallest flower. Much lesse an Essence: O what little power Is there in greatest Kings; who cannot make One Grasse, Herbe, Plant, though Nestors yeares they take To doe it! O, what wondrous Potency Is there in God! whoser 1.17 word did instantly Create all Creatures, Herbes, Trees, Plants that grow, In Gardens, Orchards, Woods, Fields here below? O let our Minds, when we these Creatures see, Upon hiss 1.18 mighty Power still fixed be: Which as itt 1.19 dayly makes the fairest Trees, Plants, Herbes, and Flowers, spring by sweete degrees Out of the vilest dust; can likewise raise Us from the very grave, his power to praise. Be then ourv 1.20 Cases, Crosses ne're so ill, Take courage, God can mend them when he will; And in due season make us spring againe, Like withered Plants, Herbes, Flowers, after raine.
4.
Gardens shew forthx 1.21 Gods goodnesse to mankinde, Which he who seeth not in them, is quite blinde. For, doth not that great, sweete, variety Of garden Plants, Fruites which delight the Eye And other Senses; ease, helpe, and redresse All paines, wounds, sores, diseases that oppresse

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Both Man and Beast; yeelding them Physick, Food, Salves, Sauce, Cates, Cordialls, Fumes, Cloathes, all that's good Or usefull for them, plainelyy 1.22 manifest Gods gracious Bounty to each Man and Beast? O what abundant Service,z 1.23 thankes, praise, Love, Are due from Man unto his God above? Who hath thus stored Gardens, fields, each place, With such great plenty of these gifts of grace? O, let us blush that we serve, love, no more God, who hath blest us with this happie store. And hence conclude in our Necessity, That this good God willa 1.24 all our Wants supply: He who our Gardens doth with these things store, Our Bodies, Soules, will feed, feast, fill much more.
5.
A Garden like a Glasse, Godsb 1.25 Providence Reflects most clearely, to the dullest sense; Who for Mans use and Service in each Clime, Makes Trees, Plants, Herbes, Flowres, Seedesc 1.26 spring in due time, Which are most usefull, fit to ease, heale, feede, And helpe those in the countries where they breed. And placed neare him great variety Of Herbes, Salves, Phisicke, for each Malady, Both easie, cheape and ready still at hand, If He their vertues did but understand. O what a tenderd 1.27 Care hath God of Man, Thus to provide for each disease that can, Or doth befall him, such cheape, ready Cures! Oe 1.28 praise him for this care which still endures. And sith that He our wealth doth so respect, Let usf 1.29 take heede, we never him neglect; Nor yet our selves, but thankefullyg 1.30 make use Of what may to our Health, or ease conduce.

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Lord, when we walke in Gardens to delight Our mindes, or sences, let the sweetest sight Of Thee, and these thy Attributes, which they Present most clearely to us day by day; Rap up our Soules into such Extasies, That they nought else but Thee; may love or prise.
Meditations of the second Ranke.
MOreover Gardens lively represent Christ to our Eyes and Mindes, with blest content.
1.
For first, as Gardens, yeeld allh 1.31 rarities And pleasant Objects to delight the Eyes And other Sences; so all pleasant, sound Soule-chearingi 1.32 Comforts, Joyes in Christ are found. Our Hearts to solace; whence most sweetnesse springs When we taste nought but Gall in other things: O blessed Jesus such Soule ravishing Groves, streames ofk 1.33 sweetest Cordialls from Thee spring To cheare our drooping Soules in all distresse, That did they once butl 1.34 taste their lushiousnesse, And more than Honey sweetnesse, they would be Rapt andm 1.35 inamor'd with nought else but Thee. O let me feele how good, how sweete thou art. Then thou alone shalt feast, fill, have mine Heart.

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2.
Againe, as fruitefull Gardens bring sorth store Ofn 1.36 Herbes, Receites, for every Sickenesse, sore, Wound, Ʋlcer, Ache that hapneth to Mankinde. So in ouro 1.37 Saviour Christ, our Soules may finde A Soveraigne Herbe, Balme, Salve for to appease Helpe, heale, each sore, wound, ulcer, ach, disease That doth or can them any times annoy, Grieve, paine, perplex, or threate them to destroy: Are then our Soules sicke, wounded, like to dye With any sinne, or deadly Maladie; O let us thenp 1.38 resort to Christ with speede, For Herbes, Salves, Physicke, all else that we neede; Whoseq 1.39 Blood's a royall Balme, receipt to save All Soules which from it helpe, health, Phisicke crave.
3.
Gardens still yeeld a pleasant fragrantr 1.40 smell, And rich perfumes; Christ doth them farre excell In hiss 1.41 sweete-smelling Odors, which ascend Into Gods Sacred Nostrells, to amend Perfume and sweeten, all those stinking, sowre, Ʋnsavory Prayers, which to God we powre, In Christs sweete Name; whose horrid sent and stinke (More Loath-some than the vilest kennell, sinke,) Would else so mucht 1.42 offend his Sacred Nose That he both it, and his Eares too would close Against them; yeav 1.43 detest, both them and us; Where now these Odors make them gracious, Farrex 1.44 sweeter than the richest sent that can Be found out, to delight the Nose of Man. And as Christs fragrant perfumes farre excell The sweetest Incense, in his Fathers smell,

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So doe they likewise in the sent of those Whom he hath chosen; to whose Sacred Nose The fragrant'st Odors matcht withy 1.45 Christs are stinke And more unsavory than the foulest sinke: Sweete Jesus let thy pleasant perfumes move, And ravish all our Soules, with thy sweete Love.
4.
Gardens have pleasantz 1.46 Fountaines, where we may Our bodies bathe, and wash their filth away, Yea quench our thirst, our heates coole, and revive Those Trees, Herbes, Plants that fade, and make them thrive. Christ hath a pleasanta 1.47 Fountaine, Spring, or Well Of sweete and living waters, that excell All others, springing in him, where we may Bathe, coole, refresh our Soules, and wash away The filth of all our sinnes; and eke revive Our withering Graces, and them cause to thrive. Lord ever ba the our Soules in this blest spring, Which will both Health, Joy, safty to them bring.
5.
Most Pleasantb 1.48 Hearbes, Rootes, Fruites in Gardens grow, To feede and feast mens Pallats: Such fruites flow, And spring from Christ, our Soules to fat,c 1.49 feast, cheare, As farre surpasse all Cates that Gardens beare; No Honey, Marrow, Manna may compare With his rare sweete-meates, and Coelestiall Fare. O come andd 1.50 taste how sweete Christs dainties be, Then will we long to feast with None but He.

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6.
Gardens are fraught with Arbors, Trees, whose e 1.51 shade Cooles and repels Heate, stormes which would invade, And scorch us sore: Christ hath af 1.52 shade most sweete Against all scalding Heates, all stormes we meete, Yea from his Fathers burning Wrath and Rage, Which none but he can quench, coole, or asswage: O then in all such scorching Flames still fly To Christs sweete shade, for ease and remedy.
7.
Gardens are full ofg 1.53 beauty and delight And so is Christ in all his chosen's sight; None halfe soh 1.54 comely, Lovely, faire as He, In whom we nought but comelinesse can see. O let his beautyi 1.55 kindle such a fire In all our Soule, as never shall expire; And may consume all flames of lustfull Love, Wedding us onely unto Christ above.
8.
Gardens are ever rich and fruitefull ground; All usefull Herbes,k 1.56 Trees, fruites in them abound; Christ is thel 1.57 best, prime peece of all Man-kind, In whom alone all good things we may finde At any season, in such copious store, As will suffice mankinde for evermore. O thenm 1.58 resort to him for every thing We want, in whom all good things grow and spring.

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9.
The Seedes, Plants, Rootes which we would have to grow. In Gardens, wen 1.59 there bury, set, or sow: So Christ that he might grow and fructifie,o 1.60 Within ap 1.61 Garden did intombed lye, Whereq 1.62 springing up from death to life againe, He fild theq 1.63 world with his increased traine; Which Iury onely did confine before, But now the world, which scarce conteines his store.
10.
Christ, here on earth did Gardens highly grace r 1.64 Resorting oft unto them, in which place He was betray'd, entomb'd, rais'd up, and then First there appear'd to Mary Magdalen. Each Garden then we see, should still present Christ to our sight, minds, thoughts, with sweete Content; Wherein with Eyes of Faith, we may behold Christ walking with us, as hes 1.65 walkt of old With his Disciples, to instruct, joy, cheare, Our blind, sad Hearts, and banish all their feare: Here may we view falset 1.66 Judas, him betray, With fained kisses; and thence lead away With Bands of Catch-poles, arm'd with, Swords, Bills, staves; To teach us to beware such flattering Knaves, Who are most treacherous when they seeme most kind: And that a Judas we shall ever finde Amidst Christs choyce Apostles; who for gaine Will both betray Christ, and his chosen traine,

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And them in their sweete Gardens trap, surprise, Where they no danger saw, nor could devise: Here, may we eyev 1.67 Christ lying in his Tombe To sweeten death, and all our graves perfume. Here may we see himx 1.68 rise up the third day To conquer Death, and take his sting away, Leading him Captive in triumphant wise That we might learne his terrors to despise, And never dread thisy 1.69 vanquisht Enemie, Who kills us once to live eternally. Here may we view our Bodies, byz 1.70 death slaine And turn'd to Dust, by Christ rais'd up againe In glorious state, to live in Endlesse Joy Above Deathes reach, and all them can annoy. Here may we finde our Saviour still appeare From day to day, our drooping Hearts to cheare, In each roote, seede, plant, herbe, which shall arise Out of the Earth; whicha 1.71 shewes him to our eyes; What neede of Popish Pictures then to bring Christ to our Eyes, minds, thoughts? sith every thing, Plant, Herbe that in our Gardens sprouts, lives, growes, His life, Death, rising, farre more clearely shewes? b 1.72 Away then with these Cursed Idolls; we Christ no where else will ever seeke, view, see But in hisc 1.73 Word, Workes, Sacraments, wherein We onely can behold him, without sinne; And when we long him, or his Acts to Eye, If Bibles faile, each Garden will descry Them to us, in more sweete and lively wise, Than all the Pictures Papists can devise. Blessed Lord Jesus when we ever walke Within a Garden, Let us with thee talke, In such sweete Contemplations, and delight Our Soules, Eyes, Senses with thy blessed sight,

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Which every Garden Tree, Plant, Herbe, Flower, Grasse, Reflects more clearely than a Christall Glasse: Then shall each Garden which we view or see, A blessed secondd 1.74 Eden to us be.
Meditations of the third Classe.
A Garden is a Map of Paradise, The plot,e 1.75 from whence all Gardens took their rise. Compar'd, they suite, and make an Harmony, Which cheares our Soules with its sweete melody.
1.
For first, as God didf 1.76 Eden Plant, decke, fill With choycest Trees, Herbes, Fruits; so men doe still Theirg 1.77 Gardens with these dayly decke, store, grace, And more enrich, than any other place.
2.
Eden was full ofg 1.78 pleasure and delight Of goodly Trees, Flow'rs, Fruites to please the sight, And Pallate: So areh 1.79 Gardens, where we finde Most pleasant objects both for Eye, Mouth, Minde.
3.
Eden was veryi 1.80 fruitfull: Gardens are Thek 1.81 fertil'st plots, and most Fruites ever beare.

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4.
Eden was seated close byl 1.82 Rivers sides, And watred with their Christall streames and tides; Thus are mostm 1.83 Gardens seated, that they may Become more fruitfull, pleasant, greene, fresh, gay.
5.
Eden was kept and drest byn 1.84 Adam, who Was bound by God this taske to undergoe. And who buto 1.85 Men, doe yet still keepe and dresse Those pleasant Gardens which we here possesse? Beasts, Horses, Oxen, helpe to till our ground, Fit to dresse Gardens, onely Men are found. Hence may we learne that Godp 1.86 hates Idlenesse In all estates, who ought still to addresse Themselves to some good honest worke, Art, trade, Sith Adamsq 1.87 set to worke as soone as made; Though the sole Monarch of the world, and all The Creatures in it; which before the fall Were at his meere Command, and did afford Him all he needed,r 1.88 of their owne accord.
6.
God had no sooner Adam made, but He Hims 1.89 plac'd in Eden, happie there to be, As in the choycest, fruitefulst, pleasant'st plot This lower world could unto him alot. All take delight int 1.90 Gardens to reside, The onely Edens where they would abide:

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Whence all who have but one small piece or plot, Of Earth, will to av 1.91 Garden it alot.
7.
Man entredx 1.92 into Eden voyd of sinne; O let us thinke of this, when we begin Our Garden doores to enter, that we may Avoyd all sinne, whichy 1.93 mankinde first did slay; And dayly strive to be as Innocent As Adam, when he into Eden went.
8.
The Tree of Knowledge (which did typifie Christ, or his Sacred Word to Adams Eye,) Inz 1.94 midst of Eden stood: Thus each Plant, Tree Which we in midst of Gardens chance to see, Christ and his Sacred Word in lively wise Present, shew, point out to our mindes and Eyes.
9.
Eden aa 1.95 Serpent had which did betray First Eve, then Adam, and them cast away By his Temptations, their Credulity. No wonder then if we sometimes espie Not onely Weedes, but Serpents, Adders, Snakes, Toades, & such vermin (whose meere aspect makes Most men to tremble) in our Garden-plots, To make us feare thatb 1.96 Serpent, which besots, Betrayes, and stings us still through pleasures, vice. As he did Adam in old Pardise: O let us then in no place rest secure; Sith he in Eden did Man first allure.

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Much lesse in pleasantc 1.97 Gardens, where he still Tempts Men and Women oft times unto ill:
10.
Thed 1.98 first and Mother sinne, from whence all vice Sinnes, mischiefes spring, was hatcht in Paradise: Here Father Adam caught that breake-necke fall, Which in a moment quite undid us all. O let our Gardens put us still in minde Of this great sinne, whose reliques we still finde Remaining in us: and let every weede We see in Gardens, cause us to take heede That no one sinne within us ever spring, To worke our ruine, or our soules to sting.
11.
Man had no sooner sinned, but Gode 1.99 cast Him out of Eden, and then layd it waste; Cursing the Earth with thornes, Weeds, Barrennesse For his offence, which he before did blesse: When then our Gardens, weedie, barren grow Thinke of the cause from whence these evills flow, (Our sinne; Gods curse:) and when we enter in, Or issue out of Gardens, let that sinne Which moved God man-kind first to exclude. From Edens blisse, with teares be of us rude. We cannot over-ponder or lament That sinne which Man out of his Eden sent. And learne from hence, that none gaine ought by vice, Orf 1.100 sinne, at Last, but losse of Paradise.

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12.
Man banish't Eden for his wilfull sinne, Was ever afterg 1.101 barr'd from entring in Againe, by a bright sword with fiery flame Which turned every way to guard the same. The hedges, pales, walls, doores, that close and fence Our gardens, to keepe Men and beasts from thence, Should ever mind us of this sword, that vice, Which thrust and kept man out of Paradise: And teach us with all care, paines, industry, To strive to enterh 1.102 Eden that's on high. Since we are thus excluded this below, The very place whereof none this day know;
13.
Mans losse in Edens Garden, might affright Us all, and dampe the joy, mirth, and delight, Which Gardens yeeld; yea had not Christ repaird, What man there lost, we should have quite despaird. But now take courage and no more complaine; Christ in a garden hath restor'd againe What Adam therein lost; that wee might all Be there repair'd, where first we caught our fall: Which that I may with sweeter fruit declare, I'le Christ with Adam; place with place compare.
1.
Adam at first in Eden wasi 1.103 betraid, And trap't by those snares which the Serpent layd. Christ in a Garden was betraid, and snar'd By Judas,k 1.104 and those troops which hee prepar'd.

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2.
Adam in Edenl 1.105 caught that break-necke fall Which in a moment did undoe us all: Christ in am 1.106 Garden tooke his lowest fall Into the grave, which rais'd and made us all.
3.
Adam there fell inn 1.107 state of Innocence, And wreckt us all, by this his prime offence: Christ ino 1.108 a garden fell, though free from fault, To make us guiltlesse, and our state exalt.
4.
Adamp 1.109 by sinne, Christq 1.110 for sinnes onely fell: Hee for his owne; Christ, for those in us dwell.
5.
Adam fellr 1.111 flat, but could not rise againe: Christ fells 1.112 but rose, nought could him downe detaine.
6.
His fall himselfe, with allt 1.113 his race downe threw: Christs fall him rais'd, with all his chosen crue.
7.
He in av 1.114 Garden fell; there Christ arose To save man there, where hee himselfe did lose.

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8.
Adam there falling, didx 1.115 corruption bring Ʋnto himselfe, and all who from him spring: Christ dead and buried here, didy 1.116 never see Corruption, and all his did from it free.
9.
Hee fell in Edenz 1.117 by the tree of life Of which hee ate, allured by his wife: Which tree (that in thea 1.118 midst of Eden grew) Instead of giving lifeb 1.119 him and us slew. Wee by ourc 1.120 eating of this blessed tree Of life, Christ Jesus, are thereby made free From death and hell, who planted was, and lay d 1.121 Entomb'd amidst a garden,e 1.122 death to slay:
10.
Adam wasf 1.123 thrust from Eden to his losse: Christ from ag 1.124 Garden lead was to his Crosse.
11.
Heh 1.125 banisht Eden, could returne no more, Christ all his chosen thither to restore, Dragg'di 1.126 from a garden, was brought backe againe And there entomb'd, as soone as he was slaine.
12.
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Here he arose againe from death: and then Appear'd there first to Mary Magdalen. Winning the field of Deaths, Sinnes, Devils Host, In that same place where Adam first it lost: And there triumphed over all this Sect, Where they their Trophies did at first erect. Needs must our Gardens then be very sweet, And pleasant, where these acts of Christ all meet: Which rightly pondred by us, in a trice, Would change each Garden to a Paradise, And make us see, that we by Christ gaine more In Gardens now, than Adam lost before. Sweet Jesus when a Garden we espie Rap thou our soules into an extasie. With these, or such like pious Thoughts; that we An Eden in each Garden-plot may see; And feele a blessed Heaven still to grow, Within our soules, whiles we are here below.
Meditations of the fourth Classe.
AGaine; mee thinks a Garden Gods blest Word Doth well resemble, and therewith accord.
1.
For first asm 1.129 Gardens yeeld most fragrant smels, So Gods deare Word inn 1.130 sweetnesse farre excels: Its rich perfumes, and odours still entice His Saints too 1.131 love it, in most ardent wise.

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O let ourp 1.132 houses, words, thoughts, acts, lives, smell Of it's sweete odors, which all else excell.
2.
q 1.133 Gardens yeeld store of pleasant fruits, rootes, cates, Herbes, sallads, cordials, fit for all estates, To feed, feast, please their pallats, and to cheare Their drooping hearts, opprest with paine, griefe, feare. Gods blessed word is stor'd withr 1.134 promises, Which feed, feast, cheare, the hearts of all degrees: And are more pleasant, cordiall, sweete, and deare To drooping soules, than all this worlds best cheare. O let us daily solace, fat, feast, fill, Our soules with these blest cates, & cheare them still.
3.
As Gardens so the Scriptures yeeld great store, Ofs 1.135 salves, and good receits for every sore, Wound, sicknesse, griefe, which mens soules can affect, No hope of health, for those who them neglect. O let us prise these balmes, which soules can cure, If they be heal'd the bodies safe and sure.
4.
Gardens are full of allt 1.136 variety Of flowers, herbes, fruits which delight the eye. And bring most sweete refreshment and content, To such as are to meditation bent, Yea all of all sorts: So Gods sacred word To all of all rankes, can and doth afford A copious store, and sweete variety Ofu 1.137 great and pretious promises, which lye

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Dispersed in it, to refresh, joy, ease All sad dejected soules, and them appease. O with what pleasure, joy, and blest delight, May tyred drooping soules, both day and night Walke in the midst of this sweete Paradise, Where all refreshing comforts grow and rise? Let these be still ourx 1.138 study, night and day, Which all our griefes, feares, sins will chase away.
5.
Ally 1.139 Gardens sweet refreshment still afford To tyred bodies, spirits: So Gods word Toz 1.140 weary soules opprest with sinne, and spent With griefe, yeelds sweete refreshment and content: Here may they find blest rest, repose, and ease, When nought else can them comfort or appease. O let our soules for ever dwell and rest In its refreshing shade, which makes them blest.
6.
Gardensa 1.141 inclosed are, Gods word is so, Within hisb 1.142 Churches pale: there must we goe To seeke and find it; sith the Church doth keepe, And shew the Scriptures to Christs chosen sheep; But not confirme or give authority To them, who doec 1.143 her judge, surport, and try.
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Gardens ared 1.144 Common both to rich and poore, To all of all sorts: So the Scriptures doore Is shut to none, but open stands toe 1.145 all Degrees of men: to rich, poore, great, and small.

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Yeaf 1.146 pooremen (most part) have a greater share In this rich Garden, than the great'st that are.
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Gardens are fruitfull, and make all thingsg 1.147 grow, That men in season in them plant, or sow: Gods word is fertile too, andh 1.148 makes men spring, Grow, thrive in grace, and much fruit forth to bring.
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Gardens most sweetly picture to our eyes Minds, thoughts, God, Christ, and man in lively∣wise: Thus doe thei 1.149 Scriptures too, in farre more bright And perfect colours paint them to our sight. He who would these exactly know and see, Must on the Scriptures alwaies looking be.
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Gardens are full of objects, whence we may Sweetk 1.150 contemplations raise from day to day, To make us better, and translate our love From earth to heaven, and thel 1.151 things above: So are the Scriptures. O thrice happy they Whom 1.152 meditate still in them night and day, To mend their lives, hearts, soules, and elevate Them from an earthly, to an heavenly state. All othern 1.153 studies,o 1.154 matcht with these, are base, And leave the soule but in a damned case. Onely the Scriptures make us truly blest, And guide our soules unto eternall rest.

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Lord let us daily more and more discry The sacred Scriptures worth and dignity; Our soules to cheare, feast, ravish with their love, That wee our words, thoughts acts may guide and move, As they direct, and let each Gardens sight Present them to our thoughts with sweet delight. That while we view this leafe of natures booke, We may more clearly into Gods booke looke; p 1.155 The one whereof gives to the other light: And both conjoyn'd, will yeeld more sweet delight.
Meditations of the fifth Sort.
AGaine, in Gardens we may view and find A lively map and picture of mankind; And day by day both in them read and see The story of our selves, and what we bee.
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For first thoseq 1.156 seeds, which we in gardens saw: And bury in their wombes that they may grow, And spring up thence: present unto our eyes Thatr 1.157 humane seede, from which we all arise, And sprout: at first sowne, planted in the wombe, And there inter'd, as in a Garden tombe,

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Till it be quickned formed and made fit To come into the World, and breake from it.
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Each seed, root, plant we see in Gardens spring, And peepe out of the earth, doth sweetly bring Unto our mindes, and shadowes to our eyes Mans birth into this world, in lively-wise: Whos 1.158 breakes, and creepes out from his mothers wombe, Like seede out of the earth, that he may come Into this wretched world, whose misery As soone as borne, still makes him weepe and cry.
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The weake young tender blades, and sprouts that grow, Up first from seeds, rootes, plants, doe lively, shew Unto our eyes and thoughts, mans infancie Whot 1.159 cannot stand or goe, but crawle and lye Ʋpon the ground, like blades, grasse, sprigs new thrust Out of the earth, which leane, lie on the dust.
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Their further growth in strength, height, breadth, each day; Mans* 1.160 daily growth in all these, well display; Untill his youth out-grows his infancie, By senselesse steps, and make him sprout up high.
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And Summer season, aptly typifie Our fresh, sweet* 1.161 flowring youth, which in each eye Makes us as comely, lovely, fresh, and gay, As garden-trees, flowres in the month of May; Though still asu 1.162 fading as the tendrest flowre, Oft cropt and withered in lesse than one houre.
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Their next succeeding fruits and seeds, expresse Our riper yeares, and age of fruitfulnesse; * 1.163 Fit for imployment, and the practicke part Of any science, calling, trade, skill, art, Or publicke office in the Church, or State: For which our youth's too soone, our age too late.
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Their full ripe Leaves, fruits seeds, which bend, and * 1.164 fall Ʋnto the earth at last; may mind us all Of mans old age, which will himx 1.165 bow, then cast, Or bring quite downe unto they 1.166 dust at last, From whence hee sprung, and useth toz 1.167 decay His strength, teeth, senses, parts, which fall away As leaves, seeds, fruits in autumne: and him make Like withered stalkes, which leaves, seedes, fruits forsake; Before his aged shriv'led Body dyes, Whilst it weake, bed-rid, senselesse, halfe-dead lyes.
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That oura 1.169 old age, it selfe will kill us all At last, and make us dead to earth to fall, Though neere so healthy, wealthy, mighty, strong: And that, if nought else kill us,b 1.170 living long Will doe it: a disease which none can cure: If others scape, old men to dye are sure.
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The buring of these old stalkes, leaves againe, When falne downe on the earth, shewes forth most plaine, Before our eyes, our funerals, when we Quite dead and withered, shallc 1.171 interred be, And shut close prisoners in our motherd 1.172 earths Darke wombe, from whence at first we had our births.
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Their rotting there, and turning into dust; Instructs us how the grave shall rot and rust Our corps, and turne them intoe 1.173 dust at last, Sith God such sentence hath against them past.
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The seedes which drop into the earth, and there f 1.174 Rot for a time, but yet againe appeare, And spring afresh, more glorious than before, And by their rising much increase their store: Demonstrate to us in most pregnant wise, How our dead rotten Corps againe shall rise Out of the dust, and graves wherein they lye, In greater vigour, glory, dignity.

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Then ever they enjoy'd; and gaine farre more By rising, than by death they lost before. O let this arme us against all the feare Of death or grave, and still us joy and cheare.
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When wee behold someg 1.175 tender bud or blade, Nipt with the frost, winds, stormes, to fall and fade So soone as shot forth: wee may learne thereby How men oft times even in theirh 1.176 infancie As soone as borne, yea sometimes in the wombe Are nipt and cropt by death, and to their Tombe Depart from hence so soone, so suddainly, As if they were borne onely for to dye. Let younglings then, as well as old prepare For death, from whichi 1.177 none un-exempted are.
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When as we view thek 1.178 bravest, fairest flowers Cropt, blasted, withred, vanisht in few houres: We may therefrom contemplate, how that wee By suddaine death oft blasted, withred be, Cropt off, consumed in few minutes space, Even in the flowre, prime, pride, choyce, vigour, grace Of all our dayes, whenl 1.179 death from us did seeme The farthest off, and we did not once dreame Of its approach. A truth we daily see, Which should teach youth, for death prepard to be.
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Howm 1.180 men of ripe yeares, are most commonly, Pul'd off by death, and so should looke to dye, At least as soone as ripe, if not before, Sith then they stand neere unto grim deaths doore, Whom if he spare to pull or shake downe, they Will of themselves in short space fall away, And drop into his mouth. Let then all such Standn 1.181 still prepar'd for death, who doth them touch.
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Each seed, fruits, leafe, flowre, blossome we see fall, Fade, rot within our Gardenso 1.182 shew how all Mankinde must fade, fall, rot, and dye like these Each in his time, and perish by degrees; And that no age, sexe, calling, state is free From death, to which they ever subject be: And so should teach all top 1.183 account each day Their last, wherein they looke to passe away.
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Each Garden in the yeares foure seasons paints Forth to our eyes, and us full well acquaints With mans foure ages, which doe comprehend The whole race of his life, untill it end. Inq 1.184 spring time they depaint our infancie, And younger yeares: in summer they descry Our youthfull flowring age. In Autumne they Our riper yeares, and drooping age display; Inr 1.185 winter when they shriveled, naked are, And all amort, decayd: they then declare Our old decrepid, withred, dying yeares, When, all within us, dead, nought fresh appeares, Wee can no time then in our gardens be, But wee our selves may there read, know, view, see,

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By contemplation, in more compleat wise Than in all pictures painters can devise. O let us view our selves in this bright glasse Each day, ands 1.186 see there how our ages passe, And slit away, untill wee wither, dye; Tot 1.187 mind us still of our mortality:
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Besides, by meditation we may hence Behold, mind, know our state of innocence Before our fall: since God didu 1.188 Adam place In Edens garden, in a state of Grace, And Innocence, it both to keepe and dresse, Where he not long enjoy'd this happinesse.
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Yea, in our Gardens we may read and eye Our fall and state of sinne and misery, Sith we inx 1.189 Edens Garden caught that fall Through Adams sinne, which did undoe us all, Andy 1.190 plunge us into such a woefull state Of sinne, and vice, as makes God us to hate; And dailyz 1.191 spurres us unto all excesse Of horrid sinnes, and monstrous wickednesse; Whicha 1.192 cast us headlong into hell, and make Ʋs nought but fuell for that fiery Lake, A dismall state indeed, whose thought should rent Our stony hearts, and cause them to relent.
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Of which it minds us, all sad hearts to cheare, And us from our collapsed state helpe reare. For as Christ in ab 1.193 Garden was betrayd, And dead, there in a new sepulcher laid, So did he there from death rise up againe, And thereby rais'd up all his chosen traine, From their lost, lapsed, to a blessed state Of grace and glory. O then celebrate, And ever blesse, praise, love, serve Christ, who thus Hath rais'd, redeem'd, restor'd, exalted us: And let each Garden put us still in mind Of these three states belonging to mankind, Without whose perfect knowledge, view, and sight, We cannot know God, nor our selves aright.
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Each weed which wee in gardens see to grow, Our sinfull state, and seedes of vice us shew, Both fromc 1.194 mans fall in Eden first did spring, And sighs,d 1.195 groanes, teares, should from our hard hearts wring,
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We see the fattest Garden ground still breeds The largest, rankest bryers,* 1.196 nettles, weedes: So greatest sinnes, crimes, vices usually, In men of greatest parts, wit, dignity, And in the richest persons, Natures grow, Not in the vulgar meaner sort below. The pregnant wits, best Natures voyd of grace, Are greatest sinnes, crimes, vices common place. O trust not then toe 1.197 Nature, parts or wit, Which if true grace controll not, are but fit

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To breed those rankest weedes, which overgrow Them in short space, and worke their overthrow.
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Thatf 1.198 fruitfulnesse and great variety Of good and usefull fruits, plants, herbes we eye In Gardens: minds us of thatg 1.199 fruitfulnesse, Those usefull vertues, graces they expresse, Which should still grow, and flourish in mankind, In whom, alas, we them most rarely find. What? shall our gardens, fruitfull, usefull be, Stor'd with all good fruits, herbes, rootes? and yet wee Be barren, fruitlesse, void of vertue, grace, And nought but lust, vice, weeds in us have place? O shame! O sinne! let gardens teach us then, Now to prove fertile, good and gracious men.
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Each Gardensh 1.200 glorious lustre in the spring, And Summer time: sets forth mensi 1.201 flourishing, Gay, prosperous worldly State, which carnall eyes, And hearts, most part, doe over love and prize, Without good reason, sithk 1.202 within one howre It oft-times fades, and withers like a flowre. How many see wee great, rich, in good plight, At morning; base, poore, wretched, dead, ere night? In thrones to day, adorned with a Crowne; In chaines ere morning, slaine, or quite put downe? All times and stories seale this truth; be wise Then now, and learn this worlds pompe to despise.

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The suddaine blasts and winters which befall Our Gardens, andl 1.203 decay or strip of all Their lustre, beauty, flowers, fruits, represent Unto our eyes and minds; that discontent, Diseases, crosses, losses, which oft blast Decay, consume, dry up, spoyle, and lay wast Mens bodies, fortunes, states, and in short space Leave them weake,m 1.204 naked, in most wretched case. A truth we daily see. Let none then blesse Himselfe, or trust in worldly happinesse, Which every crosse, storme, sicknesse will decay; And when our winter comes will fade away.
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The Garden flowers wee see, each yeare to dye Andn 1.205 last not many Months:o 1.206 the brevity Of mans fraile, life, demonstrates to our sight In lively sort, and should each day and night, Fit, andp 1.207 prepare us for our dying day, And all vaine thoughts of long life chase away. Hence holy men did place theirq 1.208 Tombes of old, Within their garden, where they did behold So many pictures of mortality, From day to day, and sommons still to dye; For feare their Garden pleasures and delights, Should chace away death from their thoughts or sights. And should instruct us in ther 1.209 midst of all Our pleasures, pastimes death to mind to call. But chiefly when we in our Gardens walke, Where we still view him in each leafe, flowre, stalke, That fades, falls, withers. So that we are blind, Yea sottish, if we there death doe not mind.

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The new fresh garden flowers,s 1.210 herbes, plants wee see Spring up in place of those that withred be, From their seedes, rootes; most sweetly to us shew, The newt 1.211 successions in mankind, which grow, Out of the seed and loynes of those who dye, Whose vacant places they fill and supply.
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When wee behold those garden flowers, herbes, trees, Which seem'd quite dead in winter, by degrees When spring-time comes,u 1.212 revive, sprout up on high, And flourish more than they did formerly: It sweetly shewes, minds, learnes us, when as wee With sicknesse, crosses, losses, withred be, And all amort,x 1.213 that if with patience, Faith, prayer, hope and stedfast confidence We waite on God, we shall revive, grow, spring, In his due time, and gaine a flourishing, Farre better state, than we enjoyd before; As Job with others have done heretofore. Be then our crosses, cases what they will, Past hope past helpe in carnall eyes: yety 1.214 still, Let us with chearfull, joyfull hearts relye, And wait on God for helpe; who certainly Will in best time, our winter season end, And us a joyfull Spring and Summer send: Wherein we shall revive, grow, flourish more, And happier be than ever heretofore God, who our fields and gardens makes to spring, Will much more cause us toz 1.215 sprout, grow, shout, sing:

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Which well digested, would us cheare and joy Amidst all crosses, which could us annoy: Yea banish all oura 1.216 feare of death or grave, From which we shall ab 1.217 resurrection have To endlesse glory, which each gardens spring, Unto our minds and eyes, with joy shall bring.
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The diverse sorts of herbes, flowers, plants, rootes, trees, Of different Natures, Qualities, Degrees, We see grow in our Garden, without jarre, Or discord, close together, or not farre Asunder: To us aptly represent, What sweetc 1.218 agreement, concord, love, consent There ought to be 'twixt men, although they be Of different natures, callings, minds, degree, When planted in one Country, City, place, Church, houshold, or dis-joyn'd some little space. And checkes alld 1.219 proud, malignant, turbulent, And greedy men, who are to discord bent; And never rest content with what they have, But otherse 1.220 Lands, goods, places, seeke and crave, Enduring none to live in quietnesse Neare them, that they alone might all possesse.
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When as wee see weeds Gardens overgrow, Deface, kill herbes, flowers, fruits that in them blow, Through meere neglect, and want of weeding; wee As in a map or glasse, may thereby see,

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How weeds off 1.221 sinne, lust, vice men over-grow, Disgrace, deturpate, kill, and overthrow, For want of timely weeding: and deface, Choake all their parts, wits, vertues, gifts of grace: And so should teach us with all care to weed Them out, as fast as they within us breed: Which, if neglected will in short time gaine Such roote, that they will in us still* 1.222 remaine, Ʋntill they over-runne, kill, quite decay Our vertues, parts, and cast our soules away.
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As Gardens are theg 1.223 richest, pleasantest Prime parts of all the Earth: Soh 1.224 mans the best, Chiefe, primate, Lord of all Gods workes: which high Advancement and surpassing dignity, Should make himi 1.225 thankefull, and strive to excell All else in goodnesse, graces, living well; There being nought sok 1.226 loathsome, vile or base As men devoyd of goodnesse, vertue, grace; The vilest toades, or creatures we behold Are better than such men ten thousand-fold. For shame then let our graces, lives, expresse, Grace, Crowne that state of honor, we possesse.
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The care men have tol 1.227 fence, weed, dung, prune, dresse, Those Gardens, Orchards which they here possesse To make them fruitfull, pleasant: should excite Us all with greater care, paines and delight, Our soules to fencem 1.228 weed, water, dung, prune, dresse, That they in fruits of grace, and pleasantnesse,

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May more abound; it being to no end Those, not our selves, to fence, soyle, dresse, & mend.
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When we behold small Gardens fraught with store Of rarest flowres, herbes, fruits, and yeelding more Of these than greatest Gardens, commonly Made more for pleasure, than commodity: We may contemplate, how some men of small And little stature, oft excell the tall, Great, vastest, men of bulke, in gifts, wit, parts, True valour, learning, wisedome, skill in Arts: And hown 1.229 mean men for birth, state, fortune, place Oft times transcend in wisedome, parts, arts, grace In rarest gifts, and vertues of each kind The Greatest Nobles, Peeres, in whom we find Too oft more shew than substance, lesse within Than in a russet coat, or courser skinne: It is not greatnesse, honour, wealth, place then That make us fruitfull, good, or better men Than others: but our goodnesse, vertue, grace, And fruitfull lives, without which all areo 1.230 base What ever he their births, states, dignities By them, not these, God will themp 1.231 judge and prise, The poorest men adorn'd with themq 1.232 excell The greatest Kings in whom they do not dwell.
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Lord, make each Garden, I shall henceforth see, A Christall looking-glasse, and booke to mee, Wherein I may mine owne Mortality And humane state so clearly view, descry, Read, and contemplate, as each day to mend My sinfull life, and fit mee for my end;

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Still walking worthy of that humane state Wherein thou mad'st mee, till thou shalt translate Mee to a better in the heavens high, Where I with thee shall live eternally.
Meditations of the sixth Ranke.
ONce more, a Garden paints forth to our view, The state of Gods Church, and his chosen crue.
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For first, as Gardens arer 1.233 choyce plots cull'd out From other common grounds that lye about, And sequestred from them for speciall use: So God his Church and Saints doth call, and chuse, Then set apart from others,s 1.234 of meere grace, For speciall use, and his owne dwelling place.
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Gardenst 1.235 enclosed are with walls, pales, bounds, Hedges, dikes, and more fenc'd than other grounds: So God his Church and chosen dothu 1.236 enclose, And fence with walls, pales, dikes against all foes, Boares, beasts that would annoy, or roote them out, And none so safe as they are fenc'd about.

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Gardens are oftenx 1.237 digg'd to kill their weedes; And them to plant, sow with good fruits, rootes, seedes Of all sorts, which else would not there spring, grow: So Gods elect, and Church, whiles here below Are oft times digg'd andy 1.238 plough'd up sundry waies By foes, and crosses which God on them layes, Their weedes of sinne, vice, error for to kill, And them with all good plants, rootes, fruits to fill; Plant, sow, of which they werez 1.239 uncapable, Ʋntill digg'd up, and made Gods arable. O let us never murmur, nor complaine When God thus digs or ploughs us for oura 1.240 gain, Our sins to root up, and in us to plant Instead of them, all graces which wee want.
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b 1.241 Gardens are dung'd, drest, kept with speciall care To make them fertile, and more fruits to beare: Gods Church and chosen are still dung'd, soyld, fed, With his sweetc 1.242 Word, and Sacramentall bread, And dailyd 1.243 drest, kept with great cost, care, toyle, To make them usefull, fruitfull, fat, rich soyle, By sacred Gardners; else noe 1.244 one good thing, No fruits of grace would in them grow or spring. O let us answer Gods great cost, paines, care! If after these we barren, fruitlesse are, It will be fatall;f 1.245 God in wrath will haste To roote us up, and lay us ever waste:

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No choyce seedes, roots, plants, herbes in gardens grow, Ʋnlesse men them there firstg 1.246 plant, set, or sow, Whenh 1.247 weeds, grasse, herbes, plants, that are com∣mon, there Spring up and grow without our cost, paines, care: No choice rare plants, rootes fruits of saving grace Will spring or grow, in any Church, Saint, place, Ʋnlesse God first themi 1.248 plant, sow cherish there, When all by nature weeds, and ill fruits beare, And common Morrall vertues; which are found In very Pagans, heathens, common ground. Lord plant and store our soules with grace, that we May sweet and fruitfull Gardens be to thee.
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Gardens are fruitfullk 1.249 making that to grow With great increase, which men within them sow: Gods Church and chosenl 1.250 fertile are, the seed Sowne in their hearts, a large increase doth breede, Though more in some than others: Happy wee If such a large increase God in us see.
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No Garden soyle so good, but that itm 1.251 breeds, And of its owne accord, brings forth some weeds, Which not pluckt up with care would overflow, And quickly kill the fruits that in it grow: The best, the purestn 1.252 Churches, Saints that be From weeds of sinne, vice, errors are not free, Which do and will still in them daily grow Ʋp of themselves, whiles they are here below.

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And noto 1.253 pul'd up, kept downe with daily care, Much paines, would soone hide, kill, choake all their rare Resplendent vertues, graces: O then still Be rooting up these weedes that be so ill.
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p 1.254 Weeds in a Garden are a loathsome thing; And though we cannot hinder them to spring Up there, yet still wee roote them up with speed, And not permit them there to grow roote, seed: Weeds of corruption, error, sinne that rise Ʋp in the Church, or Saints, to Gods pure eyes, (And their owne too) are a vileq 1.255 horrid sight, Which though they cannot shunne, yet still theyr 1.256 fight Against them, never suffering them to dwell, Roote, breed within them, but with care expell, And kepe them under, that they never raigne Within them, though their reliques there remaine: That Church, man then is but in evill plight, Which doth not thus against sinne dayly fight; Which should by farre more loathsome to us be, Than all the weedes we in our gardens see.
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As Gardens, so Gods Church, Saintss 1.257 stored are With all the fruits, herbes, plants, of grace most rare, Rich, usefull: here alone we may view, find All graces, vertues, of what ever kind; Whose shining luster and variety, Make them most lovely in each sacred eye.

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Gardens are veryt 1.258 pleasant, sweet in smell, Alluring men in them to walke, live, dwell, Gods Church and chosen Saints are like: no place Or company to all indu'd with grace Is halfeu 1.259 so pleasant, lovely sweet as they: Wherein, wherewith they long to be, dwell, stay For ever, andx 1.260 would rather Porters bee Within Gods house, than men of best degree, Or Kings without it: finding more content And sweetnesse in one day or houre well spent Within it, than in thousand yeares, weekes, dayes, Past else where in the pleasant'st feasts, maskes, playes. Those who in Gods Church, Saints, no such de∣light, Or sweetnesse find, may judge, their states not right.
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And as men thusy 1.261 delight to walke, live, dwell, In pleasant gardens, which they like full well: Soz 1.262 Christ within his Church, Saints, walkes, resides, Lives, dwels, and in no place on earth abides, Delights or joyes, so much as in them: where Hee feeds, feasts, rests, and doth his pallace reare. Sweet Jesus let my soule thy garden bee, That thou maist still delight, walke, dwell in mee.
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Noa 1.263 Gardens spring, grow greene, or fructifie, Ʋnlesse the Sun shine on them from on high, And clouds drop raine, dew on them to revive Their withred fruits, and make them sprout, grow, thrive:

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No Church or Saint canb 1.264 spring, grow, thrive in grace, Ʋnlesse the rayes of Gods most blessed face, And Christs (the Sonne of righteousnesse) bright beames, Shine on them: and their sweetest showres, dewes streams, And influence from heaven on them drop, To make them beare a rich and ample crop. Lord let thy Church and chosen ever bee Blest with these rayes, showers, streames which flow from thee: Then shall theyc 1.265 still be green, fresh, flourishing, And store of fruits of grace to thee forth bring.
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Gardens have in them all sorts of herbes, trees, Flowers, rootes, plants: So thed 1.266 Church hath all degrees, And rankes of men within her, high, and low, Rich, poore, old, young, good, bad, here in her grow. Thise 1.267 Peters sheet, Christs net did typifie, And is a truth apparant to each eye. From hence the Church hath gain'd the stile and name Off 1.268 Catholicke, sith all sorts in the same Comprised are. Let no men then seclude Themselves from her, who doth all sorts include.
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Asg 1.269 Gardens, so Gods Church, Saints planted are Byh 1.270 rivers sides, and Christall streames, their rare, Rich, precious fruits, to water day by day, Which else would fade, and wither quite away: The living waters, springs, streams of Christs blood, Word, spirit, grace, prepared for their good; Still by or in them glide, run, flow, and spring, To make them sweete, greene, pleasant fruits to bring

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In more abundance. Oi 1.271 thrice wretched wee, If under these we withered, barren be.
15.
Whenk 1.272 wild bores, beasts breake into Gardens, they Them roote up, wast, deface, and much decay: Whenl 1.273 cruell, potent tyrants, wolves, boares, swine, Breake in upon Gods Church, or Saints, they mine, Roote up, spoyle, wast them, unlesse God asswage, Restraine, divert, or quell their spitefull rage. Lord alwayesm 1.274 fence thy Church, Saints round about, Against all foes, who seeke to roote them out; And when thou shalt permit them to breake in, Oh then, let them root nought out but their sinne.
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As ripe seeds shooke downe, with winds, stormes or raine, In Gardens to the Earth, theren 1.275 spring againe With great increase; where every little seede A new great plant, and more stalkes, seedes doth breede: So in Christs Church and Garden, everyo 1.276 drop Of Martyrs blood there shed, brings forth a crop, And largep 1.277 increase of Christian plants, who fill The places where their foes their blood did spill, To their great griefe and shame: who thought thereby Quite to prevent and kill their progeny; Which they meane while did onely plant and sow, And by that blood they shed made these to grow. Yea, as some Garden plants, herbes often cropt Spring up more thicke: So Gods Church, Saints oft lopt, Cut downe, cropt, (nay destroy'd in carnall eyes Conceit) by cruell Tyrants; sprout, arise, And grow more thicke, great; numerous thereby, Theq 1.278 more cut downe, the more they multiply:

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Witnesse ther 1.279 Churches story in each age, Which gain'd, increas'd, not lost by tyrants rage. O let us then be willing thus to sow Our blood, that thence new troops of Saints may grow, To store Christ Church, mantaine his cause when we Are turn'd to dust, consum'd and cease to bee.
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The Garden herbes, flowers, plants which seemes 1.280 to die, In winter, when hid under earth they lye Within their Rootes or Seeds, yet spring againe, When winter ends, through Summers heat and raine, And shew that they were neither dead, kill'd, lost, But onely nipt and hid by winters frost; Because they thus in summer spring, revive, And shew themselves to every eye alive: Most sweetly, clearly to us demonstrate, Gods chosen Saints and Churches winter-state, Whose faith and saving gracest 1.281 seeme to die In their temptations, and so buried lye Within their seeds, roots, that they want the sence, Fruits, comforts of them: and conclude from thence, That they no doubt are quite dead, kill'd, spoyl'd, lost And they undone, by their sharpe winters frost. But yet when these their boystrous storms are past, And Summer comes, theyu 1.282 re-appeare at last, To their great comfort, and so sprout, grow, thrive A fresh, that all see, they were still alive; And onely hid, benummed for that space. O then let all indu'd with saving grace Learne hence their drooping soules to comfort, cheare, In all temptations, cases, where they feare A losse of graces: Loe, theyx 1.283 still remaine In safety in them, and shall spring againe.

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What though they cannot now them feele or eye; Wait but a while, and they shall them discry. It will not still be winter,y 1.284 spring is neere; If not before, yet then they will appeare, In greater lustre, vigor than before. Lay up this blessed cordiall then in store, Against all evill dayes which will us cheare, When as our graces hide, and disappeare.
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Hence may we likewise Popish sots refell, Who holdz 1.285 Gods Church on earth still visible, In glorious sort, as if she alwayes grew In summer Ilands, and no winter knew: When as each true Church, Saint, whiles here be∣low Oft feele, and find such winters, stormes, frost, snow. As quite ecclipse,z 1.286 vaile, hide them, and their grace, Yea make them seeme dead, livelesse for a space, Both in their owne and others sence; as I By sundry stories might exemplyfie, Did not each gardens winter quarter teach This truth, and it unto our senses preach.
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Hence may each Church, St further learn to cheere; Steele, arme themselves against all future feare Of winter stormes, blasts, tryalls which may shake Their leaves, fruits, stalks down to the earth, & make Them in appearance livelesse, voyd of grace, And in a wretched, helpelesse, hopelesse case, Like Gardens in cold winters: But yet shall This daunt their faith, or make their hope quite fal? O no! this winter lasts but for a space, And then succeeds a blessed spring of grace;

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Which shall revive, refresh, repaire, restore; Yea much increase, what seem'd dead, lost before, As it did untoa 1.287 Job, whose latter end His first estate in blisse did farre transcend: O then, what ever be thy case,b 1.288 relye, Wait, rest on God with faith, hope, constancie, Who farre beyond thy thoughts will thee translate, In his due season, to a blessed state: He who makes each grasse, plant, herbe, grow and spring, Will make his Church, Saints much more sprout, laugh, sing.
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Hence may all raging Persecutors see, That their attempts against Christs Church, Saints, be Vaine, bootlesse, senselesse,c 1.289 crossing in event The very end and scope of their intent, Making them more to thrive, increase, and grow, Instead of working their wish't overthrow. O what a wise, sweete, gracious God have wee Who workes ourd 1.290 blisse out of our misery? And makes the malice of our enemies, The spring from whence our greatest Comforts rise? O what besotted, sencelesse fooles are those Who Gods true Church, & chosen Saints oppose! They thinke to crush, but raise them: they intend To worke their ruine, yet their states amend. Thise 1.291 Josephs brethren,f 1.292 Hammons enmity, Kingg 1.293 Pharaohs bloodshed, bondage testifie; With others, whose attempts still overthrew Themselves at last, but made Gods chosen crue.
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They both seeme dead and withered to the eye; But when as Summer comes, we presently Discerne the dead from those that are alive, Because the oneh 1.294 sprouts not, the other thrive: i 1.295 Grow green, heare fruits; So when cold winters blast, Benummes Gods childrens graces, or them cast Into a swooning fit, or Lethargie, Themselves or others hardly can descry Them from dead Christians: but when meanes of Grace, And summer once begin to come in place, Both are with ease discerned,k 1.296 Saints then spring, Revive, and goodly fruits of grace forth bring: And so their hidden life byl 1.297 workes declare, The other spring not, or else fruitlesse are; And so proclaime themselvesm 1.298 dead. Let all try Their inward state of life, and grace hereby.
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Whenn 1.299 Gardens fruitlesse be or overgrowne With weedes or thornes, they are then open throwne, Pull'd up, laid wast: So when a Church with weeds Is over-run, and nought but errors breeds, Or grosse corruptions, sins;o 1.300 God then doth cast Her walls, pales downe, and forthwith layes her wast. Thus doth he deale with private Christians too, Who by their barrennesses, sinnes, Lusts undoe Themselves, provoking God them off to cast, Pull downe their hedge, and lay them ever wast. O let each Church and Christian then take heed How they prove barren, or sinnes in them breed. If Gods Bill of devorce be once out su'd, p 1.301 There is no helpe, it cannot be escheu'd.

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In Gardens oft the shade and neighbourhood Of weedes or poysonous Plants, corrupt the good; Kill, blast, or harme them more or lesse: So ill Lewed men of all sorts in the Church, doe still Depraveq 1.302 and hurt the better, their meere shade Hath blasted many, and them worser made. There's no such Quench-coale, Plague, or bane of grace As wicked Consorts, who it most deface. He who would thrive in Grace must everr 1.303 flye With chiefest Care, all ill Mens Company.
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Some stinking weedes ill favour oft devoures, Unsents the Perfumes of the sweetest flowers That Gardens yeeld: Thes 1.304 noysome sent and fume Of Saints and Churches vices oft consume, Out-smell the richest Odours of their Grace; Which in Gods Nose, and Mens then finde no place, Whiles that the stinking savour of their weedes Thus drownes their vertues sent, and it exceedes. O then roote out these nasty Plants, which sinke Our sweeter fumes, and turne them into stinke.
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Sweete Garden Herbes, Flowers, Spices Bruis'd, in∣tend Their fragrant Odors, and their sents amend; Whilst whole theyt 1.305 sweete are, yet their sents but feeble

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When chrusht, the sweeter, and their smell growes treble, Thus Gods deare Church and Saints, when poun∣ded, broke Within Afflictions Morter, by the stroke Of Gods chastising hand, doe muchv 1.306 augment, And more disperse their rich and fragrant sent: Their fumes, but weake, and scarce discern'd before, Grow ten-fold stronger, and increas'd in store: Sending their fragrant Odors farre and nigh, Before scarce smelt by those who stood close by. I will not then repine, nor be offended At that whereby my sent's so much amended: Yea, so dilated, that its incense flyes Throughout the Earth, and mounts above the skies: The deare, sweete Incense of anx 1.307 Heart contrite Perfumes the Heavens, and is Gods delight: When as ay 1.308 heart unbroken, yeelds no sent, And ne're growes sweete till into peecesz 1.309 rent.
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Gardensa 1.310 throughout the world dispersed lye In every Clime, grac'd through variety: Gods Church and Saints areb 1.311 Catholicke for place, In seate disjoyn'd,c 1.312 all one in heart and grace, Their graces, vertues sweete variety Fills up their Consort, crownes their Harmony.
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And most part onely on their proper Fee, That they to them and theirs intail'd may be. God never planted Church in any Nation, But where he meant to fixe hise 1.314 habitation, At least for lives or yeares, most usually He plants in Fee; Saints forf 1.315 eternity. Churches, with meanes, Saints, still withg 1.316 fruites of grace, Those for his Common, these his Proper place. Churches mayh 1.317 lose his presence; meanes decay, Saintsi 1.318 still enjoy him, gifts shall last for aye. Lord plant me as a Saint, that I may be To Thee, and Christ, th'one Heire, Eternall Fee.
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All Gardensk 1.319 beare not the same kindes or store Of fruites alike; some fewer, some yeeld more, Some Plants thrive best in one, some in another, What wants in one, is still supply'd by th'other, No one abounds with all things; all combin'd, In some or other we may all fruites finde; Just so, nol 1.320 Private Church, or Saint is stor'd With all perfections: nor doe all afford The selfesame Measure, or degree of grace, Their gifts, fruites, Omers, vary as their place. Some in theiri 1.321 faith excell, they allk 1.322 agree In truth thereof, yet differ in degree; Others abound ink 1.323 love and Charity; Yet all divided in this unity: Some are morel 1.324 humble; some morem 1.325 patient These moren 1.326 devout are; Others, moreo 1.327 Content, Those have morep 1.328 knowledge; these moreq 1.329 joy, or peace All one in substance, diverse in th' Increase.

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In sum, theirr 1.330 graces, their degrees are many; Each one his share hath; but the whole not any; To strangle pride, breed Love, make alls 1.331 but one, Sith allt 1.332 defective, Cyphers if alone. But joyn'd in One (Christ, whencev 1.333 all graces flow) All arex 1.334 compleate, All graces in All grow. Let none then thinke they have no grace at all, Because not all kinds equall; or those small And weake they have; perchance it isy 1.335 new sprung Infants are perfect Men, though small, weake, young, Compleate in All their parts, though All not view'd At first, nor like in shape, strength, magnitude.
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The greatestz 1.336 Kings in Gardens much delight And plant them neare unto their Pallace site: So Christ, the King of Kings, hath aa 1.337 Garden Here upon Earth, his Church and Godly men, Wherein he walkes, dwels, much delights, and feeds, And plants them with all usefull fruites, herbes, seedes. Eden was onceb 1.338 Gods Garden stil'd, but now He doth no other Garden claime or know But his true Church, and chosen Saints onely: A Paradise mostc 1.339 pleasing to his eye.
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When as I view some Garden Plants, Herbes, Trees (Exceeding others in their heates degrees) Stillz 1.340 greene all winter long, unnipt with Frost, When colder Plants Leaves, greennesse, fruites are lost; And those not hot, quitea 1.341 shriveled, kild with cold; I doe therein contemplate and behold

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Three sorts of Christians, whose sad winter Fates In persecutions, differ like their states. The strongest Saints, hot in the fourth degree, [ 1] Or third at least of faith, zeale; standb 1.342 firme, free From Winters Nips, Blasts, frosts, which though they beate Full sore upon them, cannot chill their heate: Their inward fire still keepes them warme, fresh, greene; When others fade, their Graces most are seene. Martyres were hottest, greenest, fruitefulst when Frosts hid, chil'd, kild, most shriveled other men. The weaker, younger true Saints, hot but in [ 2] The first degree, or second, oftc 1.343 draw in Their heate, sap, vigour from their outward parts Unto the Roote and Center of their hearts, When winter stormes approach, so as their greene Leaves of Profession fade, fall, are scarce seene Till winters past: meane while their graces lye Hid for the most part in obscurity, Like Rootes in Earth, good corne in chaffe, or fire In ashes; and as heate is low, or higher Within, or frost without, so more or lesse They chill, fade, shrinke, professe or not professe: Yet in these sharpest Frostsd 1.344 there's life within, The hearts not frozen, shrivel'd, but the skin: When springs approach cold stormes hath chas'd away, They soone peepe up in fresh, greene, bright ar∣ray. The Common Christians, who have no degree, [ 3] Of heate or saving gracee 1.345 quite killed be;

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And froze to death with persecutions frost, Their heate before was borrowed, now its lost: It was the sunnes not theirs, all forraine fire; And summer fruits in Winter quite expire, Nor will the spring or summer them revive, No wonder, they weref 1.346 dead when first alive.
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Rootes, Plants, whiles they in Garden-Earth fast lye, Are fresh and live, but taken thenceg 1.347 soone dye: Gods true Church is a Christiansh 1.348 Element Wherein he lives, growes, thrives; if from it rent, Disjoyn'd, we soone fade, wither, quite expire, We have no life, but in the true Church fire.
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The plucking up, and casting out of weeds From Gardens, lest they should good Herbes, Plants Seedes Corrupt and over-grow; instruct and shew, How each true Church should roote up andi 1.349 out-throw By sacred Censures, all lew'd wicked, vile Notorious sinners, lest they should defile, Deprave the good, and her quite over-grow, At last, by steps, and worke her over-throw.
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Abhorring Artificiall varnish paints: So all Gods chosenl 1.351 Plants, true hearted Saints, Themselves with their ownem 1.352 Native Beauty, Haire, Content; Use no Arts, Paints, to make them faire. A counterfeit Complexion, Bush, Face, Paint. Doe ill become an 1.353 sincere-hearted Saint. Where falseo 1.354 Dyes, spots, appeare upon the skin, Its ten to one all's false, naught, foule within: Pride, Lust, Vaine-glory, Chambring, Wantonnesse, Or Vanity at least, such soules possesse. The rootes from whence these spots, prints, first arise, Enough to make all Christians them despise.
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Thek 1.355 lowest deepest Gardens most abound With fruites Herbes, Plants, and are the richest ground: Thel 1.356 humblest Saints in fruitefulnesse excell, And God in them delighteth most to dwell. Lord alwayes decke me with humility Which makes men fruitefull, lovely in thine Eye.
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Gardens have straite, sweete, pleasant walkes for men, Tol 1.357 walke in, and refresh their spirits, when They tyred, greeved, sicke, perplexed are: So Gods Church, Saints, have many pleasant, rare, Straite, even walkes (Gods sacredm 1.358 Lawes, Word, Wayes) Wherein to walke, runne passe on, all their dayes; Which theirn 1.359 Hearts, Soules refresh, cheare and de∣light, Yea, all their cares, griefes, pressures make more light

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And easie, if not totally expell: O let us in these walkes still walke, runne, dwell.
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When I behold the goodliestb 1.360 Trees, Flowers, grow, And spring out of vile earth, or dung below, Which have no beauty, splendor, comelinesse Within them; but meere stinke and rottennesse. Me thinkes I see thereby, how Gods great power, Makes sweete, faire, shiningc 1.361 graces spring in our Vile earthly, rotten, stinking, sinnefull hearts And Natures (when he us to him converts;) Wherein nought but sinnes, vices, lusts did spring Before; and no one grace, nor one good thing: O let none then despaire of having grace Because his nature, heart are sinnefull, base, Corrupt and loathsome; since God makes stin∣king. Vile Earth, dung, sweete, faire, goodly flowers forth-bring. If thou be one of hisd 1.362 Elect, no doubt All his sweete graces, shall in thee spring out In his due time; then neither feare, nor faint; Thee 1.363 worst of sinners God can make a Saint. And though flowers beauty, and mens too which spring Out of meere dust, aref 1.364 fading, withering, Yea soone decay, and turne to dust againe; Yetg 1.365 saving graces flowrish, fresh remaine, And last without decay, because they spring Not out of dust, but from Christ our head, King. Who doth preserve them alwayes from decay, And keepe Saints that they ne're fall quite away From saving Grace. Nay, when as our Bodies Are turn'd to dung,h 1.366 Christ shall cause them to rise

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Out of the dust, like flowers in the Spring, And to the state of endlesse glory bring. O sweete, sweete solace to each pious brest; Which here may sit downe, and take up itsi 1.367 Rest. Lord let each Garden which we henceforth eye Or walke in, such divine Thoughts instantly Bring to our Mindes, to raise our Soules to Thee, And make us better by what there we see.
The Epilogue.
O That all Christians by this Posie, I Have here collected would learne instantly When as they in their pleasant Gardens walke, Thus with their ownek 1.368 Hearts, God and Christ to talke By pious Meditations, from what they Behold within their Gardens day by day. How sweete then would their walkes and Orchards prove? How would their Soules be fired with Gods Love? Each Garden then would be a Paradise, A second Eden to the godly-wise: Ist not a Sinnefull, Shamefull, beastly thing For Christians to toyle, walk, talk, laugh, feast, sing, Play, sport themselves, or meditate onely Of worldly things, in Gardens constantly; And in the meane time scarce to have one sweete; Or pious thought from objects they there meete, Of God, Christ, Heaven, Mans Mortalitie, Presented to them in each Herbe they Eye?

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For shame then let us all this fault amend Hereafter, and our Hearts, Mindes, fully bend To godly Meditations, whiles we passe Our time in Gardens, where each flower, herbe, grasse And Creature we behold, will soone suggest Some vsefull Thoughts to every pious Breast, It to amend, and with sweete Extasies To elevate above the starry skies. If any want helpe in this kind, they may Till better come, make use of this Essay.
FINIS.

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