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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London :: printed by Tho. Cotes, for Michael Sparke Senior, and are to be sold by Peter Inch of Chester,
1641.
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Jesus Christ -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800.
Christian literature -- Early works to 1800.
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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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A POETICALL DESCRIP∣tion of Mount-Orgueil Castle in the Isle of Iersy, interlaced, with some briefe Meditations from it's rockie, steepe, and lofty Situation.

MOunt Orgueil Castle is a lofty pile, Within the Easterne parts of Jersy Isle, Seated upon a Rocke, full large & high, Close by the Sea-shore, next to Nor∣mandie; Neere to a Sandy Bay, where boats doe ride Within a Peere, safe both from Wind and Tide. Three parts thereof the flowing Seas surround, The fourth (North-west-wards) is firme rockie ground. A proud High-mount it hath, a Rampeir long, Foure gates, foure Posternes, Bulworkes, Sconces strong, All built with Stone, on which there mounted lye, Fifteene cast peeces of Artillery; With sundry Murdering Chambers, planted so, As best may fence it selfe, and hurt a foe. A Guard of Souldiers (strong enough till warre Begins to thunder) in it lodged are;

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Who watch and ward it duly night and day; For which the King allow's them Monthly pay. The Governour, if present, here doth lye, If absent, his Lievetenant deputy. * 1.1 A man of Warre the keyes doth keepe, and locke The Gates each night of this high towering Rock. The Castle's ample, Aire healthy, and The Prospect pleasant, both by Sea and Land. Two boystrous foes, sometimes assault with losse This Fortresse, which their progresse seemes to crosse. The Raging waves below, which ever dash Themselves in pieces, whiles with it they clash, The Stormy winds above, whose blasts doe breake Themselves, not it, for which they are too weake. For why this fort is built upon a Rocke, And so bya 1.2 Christs owne verdict free from shocke Of floods and winds; which on it oft may beate, Yet never shake it, but themselves defeate. Thus potent Tyrants, whiles they strive to quash. Christs feeble members, oftb 1.3 themselves quite dash To shivers, 'gainst the Rocke Christ, upon whom They safely founded stand what ever come. A Rocke too high for floods to reach; too strong, Too firme for fiercest winds to shake, though long They beate upon it, with a roaring sound, And blustring stormes, to cast it to the ground. This Castles* 1.4 haughty name, and lofty seat, (Enough to puffe up minds not truly great,) Portend at first, that pride it selfe should dwell Within it: or such who in pride excell; Since haughtyc 1.5 Tytles,d 1.6 places too oft find, Or Make at least a proud and haughty mind. But though this vice in former times (perchance) Might here reside, and her proud throne advance; Yet now shee's banish't hence with all her traine,

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And long be it ere she returne againe. Now nought but meeknesse and humility In mind and habit, mixt with charity. The trueste 1.7 ensignes of a noble Race; And pious heart) adorne this stately place, Let worthlesse upstarts, beggers, peasants vile Be proud and haughty: this high mounted pile, Possest by those of better Birth, Blood, Place, Ignoble pride shall never once Imbrace, When Christg 1.8 the patterne of Humility Would teach this virtue, to ah 1.9 mountaine high He forthwith goes: and thence exhorteth all To seeke this grace; fly pride, by which theyi 1.10 fall, Shewing hereby, that pride more oft doth dwell Ink 1.11 lowest valleyes, and the meanest Cell; Than in the greatest Mounts, Men, Minds; who l 1.12 hate This vice, and humble are in highest state. Whence can you better learne Christs lesson now Than in this Mount; where Humblenesse doth grow. In great and small, with other vertues bright, Which grace these walls, and to the Isle give light? O let this Castle on a Rocke Inure. Our soules tom 1.13 build on Christ, A Rocke most sure: A Castle, Fortresse, Bulworke, Hold and Towre Above the reach of Foes, or humane powre. And let this Mount, up which we daily climbe, Advance our thoughts to objects more sublime; Yean 1.14 Mount our soules, hearts, minds, to things above The highest heavens, with the wings of love, Faith, servent prayers, sighs, teares, Psalmes of praise Both day and night. Thus spending all our dayes Ino 1.15 heav'n whiles here on earth wee breath; that so Wee may fromp 1.16 hence to it in triumph goe. What though the way beq 1.17 narrow, craggie, steepe, Up which we cannot runne with ease, but creepe

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With paine and toyle, encountringr 1.18 sundry foes, Great crosses, losses, and a world of woes; The top once wonne, is pleasant; where the Gaine As 1.19 Thousand-fold surmounts our losse and paine, There shall we ever dwell int 1.20 perfect joy; Free from all dangers that may us annoy; u 1.21 Crowned with blisse and glory, whichx 1.22 transcend Our largest thoughts, and never know an end. Thither Christ bring us, whose mosty 1.23 sacred blood Hath purchased Heaven, for our Endlesse good.
FINIS.

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