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.

THE SOVLES COM∣PLAINT AGAINST THE BODIES ENCROACH∣MENTS ON HER: And the Generall Neglect She findes with most.

I Soule, vivea 1.1 Image of the Trinity, Theb 1.2 Breath of God; the Pearle, which c 1.3 Christ did dye To purchase;d 1.4 Temple of the Holy Ghost, The charge ofe 1.5 Angels, and the Hea∣venly Host. Earths Wonder,f 1.6 Devils envie; Mans Prime Part, The Master-peece of God and Natures Art; g 1.7 Worth thousand worlds; whose Pearelesse Dignity No tongues of Men or Angels can descry, Must here with brinish Teares, and Sobs relate My Scorned, Slighted, and Neglected State,

Sith all my Vassels, made Me to attend, Make Me their slave, inforce Me still to bend To their unjust Commands, quite robbing Me Of their due Homage, my Regalite. Is not this Body wherein now I dwell, Nought But my Vassall, Casket,h 1.8 House, or shell? Compact ofi 1.9 dust and Ashes, things most base; That it might not usurpe my supreame place: Yet loe this Rebell Slave dethrones me quite, No Part thereof but Robs me of my Right; Receiving morek 1.10 Attendance, cost, paines, Care From most, than I doe, though a Gemme most rare: How many hundred Trades, what Worlds I pray, Of Men by Sea and Land, both Night and Day Are set on worke to Cloath the Backe, and feede The all-devouring Paunch, with more than neede? Have not the Head, Hands, Feete, Legges, Necke, nay Haire Theirl 1.11 severall Trades to decke, make, keepe them faire? Yet I poore Soule, among the Numberlesse Vocations which these Baser Parts Possesse, But one Profession have; inm 1.12 worst request, Least minded, least imployd of all the rest: Seldome regarded till then 1.13 fatall Houre. Of death, or Hell stand prest me to devoure. Is but the Body Pained,o 1.14 ill, or sicke; A Member bruised, hurt with Sword, Knife, pricke: Doe head, teeth, Stomacke, Armes, Legges, Fin∣gers Ake, Forthwith some good receipt Men seeke and take To ease and cure them, making no delayes, And thinke no Cost, Paines, Care mis-spent these wayes: Yet I (Alas!) not dayes but yeares oft lye Sicke, wounded, pained,p 1.15 dead; nay Putrifie

Through many fostred ulcers, wounds, cares, sores, Of horrid sinnes; yetq 1.16 none my state deplores, Seekes out for cures, or once hasts to apply A salve to these my sores, through which I die, Yea, all the time, paines, care and little cost Bestow'd on Mee, by most is deem'd butr 1.17 lost. If but a little spot, dirt, dust, or fly Light on the face, hands, cloathes, men presently Wash, rubbe, or wipe it off with much disdaine, Although it put them to some toyle, cost, paine: But I (O wretch) defil'd, stain'd, drench't through∣out With filthy sinnes, whichs 1.18 Compasse mee about And make mee loathsome in the sacred Eyes Of God, whot 1.19 filth of sinnes most loathes, defies, Remaine uncleans'd,u 1.20 unwasht from day to day; Till Hell surprise and sweep us cleane away. My varlet flesh, it's Pallate to delight, Repast must have each morning, mid-day, night, Wherein allx 1.21 sorts of beasts, foules, fruits, herbes, fish, Sweet meats, vines, waters, drinkes, all heart can wish, Devoured are,y 1.22 to fat that corpes which must Feed wormes at last, and moulder into dust; Meane while, poore I, for want of food divine To feed, refresh Mee, quite consume, starve, pine; Or if I Word and Sacraments injoy, For want of faith and grace they meez 1.23 annoy, Not fat and nourish as they ought; whereby Ia 1.24 famish, perish, die eternally, The Backe, it'sb 1.25 divers change of suties must have Of Velvits, Silkes, Stuffes, Tissues, Sattins, brave And new: Old Clothes, Ragges, Course, or meane Aray It scornes, and will be well clad every day: But I meane time quite stript, andc 1.26 naked am Of all the Robes of Grace to hide my shame,

Clad onely with the filthy weedes of Vice, And Adams old Rags, which lost Paradise. d 1.27 New garments of Christs merits, and true grace, Which may adorne mee, in so long a space, Are not once thought on, nor till backe and I Surpriz'd by death, in hell starke naked lye. What vast expences, labour, thoughts, time, care, Have backe and bellie? as if all things weare Created for them, and man onely made To cloth, and feed these, which likee 1.28 grasse shall fade, And perrish: yet how little time, paines, cost Are spent on Mee, by which all's sav'd or lost? How many Houres,f 1.29 Dayes, Nights, and Yeares are spent In Eating, Drinking, Feasting, Complement, Vaine Chat, Sports, Visits, Pleasures of each kind, The flesh to pamper? whereas I scarce finde Admist all these diversions, one dayes space, Or houre to fast, pray, weepe, read, sue for grace. How many daily the whole morning passe, And vainly spend, betweene the Combe and Glasse, In combing, frizling, powdring of their haire, And wanton lockes, to make them seeme more faire? No Locke, or haire must out of order stand, But sit in Print, and oft be view'd, curl'd, scand. Nay, which is strange, more cost, time, now is spent Upon false Bushes of bought excrement, (Which some preferre before their native fleece,) Than upon mee, mans honour, Master-peece; When this is done, the Backe, Necke, Feete, Hands, Face, And other parts must have their severall space For to adorne them, so as halfe che day

Is spent well nigh, the body to aray: And that but untill n••ght, when all this pride, Attire is quite stript off, and laid aside, As if it never were. O fooles to waste Time in these toyes, which not one daies space last! Yet I neglected soule, whom to adorne And daily decke with grace mankind was borne, Untrimmed lie, no cost, time, paines are spent In decking mee, mans onely ornament. Gods word (theg 1.30 Glasse, which daily shold descry My spots, staines, filth, and grosse deformity, Them to redresse, and helpe men to aray Me with all Robes of grace which make mee gay,) Is most part shut close, seldome look't into For these good ends, and if that any doe Behold it now and then for custome sake, Thei 1.31 Rule to dresse them by they'le not it make. And though my sacred beauty, robes, aray, Do never fade, waxe old, but last foc aye: Yea adde more lustre to my Baser part, The Flesh, then either nature or mans art Are able; causing it tok 1.32 shine with raies Of brightest glory, which shall last alwaies: Yet few or none spend halfe the time to dresse, Adorne Mee, which they wast with greedinesse Upon their bodies, faces, heads, lockes, backe, Themselves and Mee, without Gods grace, to wracke. This being now my rufull state; O let Me here beseech all who have soules, to set Some tine apart to Ponder my complaint Thus tendred to them, vnder which I faint. And that you may just Judges twixt us prove, Heare but a word or two, as you mee love. What is the body, but a loathsome Masse Ofl 1.33 dust and ashes, brittle as a glasse.

Soone crackt and turne to rottennesse dung, clay, Though fed with dainties, c••••d with rich aray? What is the Faces, Beauty but am 1.34 floure Which sundry chances blast within one houre, And so deforme, that wee abhorre the sight Of that marr'd face which was our chiefe delight: At best,n 1.35 it is a comely glasse ouro 1.36 shade, Which sicknesse, Crosses, Age still cause to fade. What are our lockes, our curled brayds of haire, But excrements at best? not halfe so faire, As plumes of sundry birds or peacocks tailes, Though frizled, poudred, deckt with pearles, knots, vailes. And yet how many more proud, carefull are Of these vaine bushes, than their soules welfare? How many purchase heads of others haire, To mend Gods worke, and make them seeme more faire? Spending more time, cost, thoughts on excrement, Than upon Mee mans onely ornament. What is the belly but a filthy sinke, Jakes which engenders nought but dung and stink? So noysome, that its sent offends the smell, Corrupts the aire, even when the body's well. What are the other members (head, hands, feete) But skin and bones? without my helpe unmeete For any use, yea let mee once withdraw My selfe from the most faire corps, eyes ere saw, It's beautyp 1.37 fades, it's flesh to rottennesse Is turned, and all abhorre it's loathsomenesse. What hath the flesh or body worthy love, Or praise, but that which from mee first doth move? Let mee desert them, all their worth is lost, And wither'd like grasse nipt with winters frost. Why should you then, (O fooles, bereft of sence) From day to day, bestow so much expence,

Time, paines, thoughts, Care on these things which so base, Meane, fading are, neglecting Mee and grace? In which your chiefest good, yea, all your blisse Comprized are. If you judge not amisse. If this prevaile not, but you still proceed Mee to neglect, the flesh to decke, serve, feed; Tell Mee, I pray you, when the dismall day Of sicknesse, death, or judgement, take away, And cite you to account, how you have spent Your golden dayes, for my use to you lent, What joy or comfort can you reape from all, Or any of those dayes, houres, which you shall Have thus mispent on belly, backe, head, face, Haire, feasting, pastimes, pleasures voyd of grace; Or in the flesh or bodies servitude? Which then will too too late be of you ru'd. Shall yee not then with sighs and teares lament, (And that in vaine) the time you thus mispent; Offering to give ten thousand worlds, that you Had not bereft Mee, of the time, care, due To Mee alone, to fit Mee for that place, Of endlesse blisse, which I for want of grace, Shall then be thrust from, and cast into hell, Inq 1.38 fiery flames and torments still to dwell. Will not you then wish, you had never seene This flesh, this body, which to mee have beene So traitrous, so unkinde, Mee to enthrall Unto their lusts, and spurre Mee into All That might undoe, damne, both them Mee, and you, And wee shall in hels flames for ever rue? If this be true: O then whiles life, time, space, Are left you to repent and seeke for grace; Bewaile what's past, and henceforth learne to be More loyall, kind, respectfull unto Mee.

Save Mee, save all; lose Mee, and all is lost, For ever with Mee; spend then all your cost, Thoughts, paines, cares, dayes, on Mee; then shall your 1.39 shine, More bright than Starres, Moone, Sunne, with rayes divine In Christs owne kingdome, where you shall possesse Such endlesse joyes, as no tongue can expresse. If this will not perswade you to amend, I'le cease my Plaint, and here in silence end.

FINIS.

Notes

• a 1.1

  Gen. 1. 26. 27 c. 5. 1. c. 9. 6. Ephes. 4. 24. Col. 3 10.
• b 1.2

  Gen. 2. 7.
• c 1.3

  Psal. 16. 10. Psal. 30 3. Psa. 34. 22. Psal. 72. 14.
• d 1.4

  1 Cor. 6. 19. 20.
• e 1.5

  Luk. 16. 22.
• f 1.6

  1 Pet. 5. 8. Job 1. 7.
• g 1.7

  Psal. 49. 7 8. Mat. 16. 26. Mar. 8. 36.
• h 1.8

  Job. 4. 19. 2 Cor. 5. 1. 2.
• i 1.9

  Gen. 2. 7. c. 3. 19. c. 18. 27. Eccles. 3. 20. c. 12. 7. Job 4. 19.
• k 1.10

  Isa. 3. 18. to 25. Rom. 13. 13. 14. 1 Tim. 2. 9. 1 Pet. 3. 3. 4. 5.
• l 1.11

  Isa. 3. 18. 19 20. 21. 22. Ezec. 27. 13. to 28. Isa. 23. 2. 8.
• m 1.12

  1 Cor. 4. 9. to 14. 2 Cor. 4. 8. 9. 10. 11. 2 Chron. 36. 15. 16. Mat. 33. 31. 37. Act. 7. 52.
• n 1.13

  Jam. 5. 14. 2 King. 1. 2. 3. to 18 c. 7. 8. 9.
• o 1.14

  2 King. 8. 29. c. 9. 15. c. 5. 3. to 26. Mat. 4. 14 c. 8. 16. c. 12 15. 22 c. 15. 30. c. 19. 2. Act. 28. 9. Joh. 5. 3. to 10.
• p 1.15

  Ephes. 2. 1. 2. Ezech. 16. 6. Psal. 38. 1. to 12. Isa. 1. 6.
• q 1.16

  Isa. 65. 1. Rom. 9. 14, 15, 16. Joh. 1. 10, 11.
• r 1.17

  Mal. 3. 14.
• s 1.18

  Psal. 38. 4 •• Psal. 40. 12. Ps. 49. 5. Heb. 12. 1. Isa. 1. 6.
• t 1.19

  Hab. 1. 13.
• u 1.20

  Isa. 1. 6. 16. Jer. 4. 14.
• x 1.21

  Luk. 19. 19. Gen. 9. 3. 1 Sam. 25. 11. 36. Esther 1. 3. to 10. Isa. 22. 13. Amos 6. 4, 5, 6.
• y 1.22

  Gen. 3. 19. Eccles. 3. 20. c. 12. 7.
• z 1.23

  1 Cor. 11. 27. 29. 2 Cor. 2. 15. 16. Heb. 4. 2.
• a 1.24

  Isa. 55. 1, 2, 3.
• b 1.25

  Isa. 3. 18, 19, 20. Luk. 16. 19. Gen. 45. 22. 1 Pet. 3. 3, 4. 2 Sam. 1. 24. Zeph. 1. 8. Mat. 11. 8.
• c 1.26

  Rev. 3. 17. 18.
• d 1.27

  Rom. 13. 14. Rev. 3. 18. Psal. 45. 13, 14.
• e 1.28

  Ps 90. 5, 6. Ps. 103. 15, 16. Isa. 40. 6, 7, 8.
• f 1.29

  Esther. 1. 3, to 12. 2 Chron. 7. 8. Amos 6. 4, 5, 6. Job 21. 11, 12, 13. Jam. 5. 5.
• g 1.30

  Jam. 1. 23. 24, 25.
• i 1.31

  1 Pet. 3. 3, 4, 5. 1 Tim. 2. 9, 10.
• k 1.32

  Dan 13. 3. Matth. 13. 43.
• l 1.33

  Gen. 2. 7. c. 3. 19. c. 18. 27. Job 4. 19. c. 14. 1, 2, 3. Ps. 103. 14. Psal. 104. 29. Ec∣cles. 3. 20. c 12. 7.
• m 1.34

  Psal. 103. 15. Isa. 28. 1. 4. c. 40. 6, 7. Jam. 1. 11. 1 Pet. 1. 24.
• n 1.35

  Isa. 3. 18. 24.
• o 1.36

  Ps. 102. 11. Ps. 109. 23. Ps. 144. 4. Job 8. 9. c. 14. 2. c. 17. 7.
• p 1.37

  Psal. 39. 11. Psal. 49. 14.
• q 1.38

  Mat. 25. 41. Mar. 9. 43, 44, 46, 47. Rev. 1••. 20. c. 20. 10.
• r 1.39

  Dan. 12. 3. Matth. 13. 43.