THE BELIDES OR Eulogy and Elegy, Of that truly Honourable JOHN LORD Harrington, Baron of Exton, who was elevated hence the 27th of FEBR. 1613. wanting then two Months of 22. years old.  
By G. T.  
Mal fait, qui ne parfait.  
London Printed 1647.   


Since an untutored Belial, does invade  
Our manners, rights, positions; has so made  
A barbarous Medley, blending right with wrong,  
Nick-naming Vice for Virtue, Poisons strong  
For precious Annulets; and each one now  
Plays the deaf Adder, stiffer is to bow  
Then any iron sinew; since in Vain  
Are all instructions, leaking out again  
As fast as filled: 'tis apposite, that these  
ensuing, should be called the Belides.    

TO The Right Honourable My very good LORD, WILLIAM EARL of SALISBURY, One of the LORDS of His Majesty's most Honourable Privy Council, and Knight of the most Noble order of the GARTER.  
NEither (Right Honourable) are these borne out of time; for (as Solomonsaies,) The memory of the just is blessed, but the name of the wicked shall rot: and here is this Scripture verified in your eyes. Here are good men celebrated, their vertnes poured out to participation; or, if this indeed has been no first, let it have acceptance yet as the latter rain: for so to pious remonstrances, there appertains inculcation; and the Penpateuch of Moses, has, after an Exodus, a Deuteronomium, a Lex repetita. These, I say, issue not unseasonably; for thus have I found a way to correct and redeem some scattered imperfect Copies, and clear my debt towards him, with whom I was long conversant, at the same hearth, the same board, and in the same bed. Thus a means of acknowledging my dependency, with your Lordship's manifold extraordinary favours: and thus by reprehending some others, have I (for the time to come) laid a forcible tie upon my own behaviour. After which account given for the publishing, and Dedication, I rest,  
Your Lordship's most humble Servant, George took.   

THE BELIDES, OR EULOGY And ELEGY, Of that truly Honourable JOHN LORD Harrington, Baron of EXTON, who was clated hence the 27. of Feb. 1613. wanting then two months of 22. years old.  
THe Noble Father had but lately run  
His happy race, when set was eke the Son:  
The son, a Sun of beauty, light and heat,  
Without eclipse; a Sun that shines though set.  
The liberal Arts that for his Daphne held,  
And Laureate Valued was; a Son so seld,  
That in his beams nor wanton fly, nor moa●  
Might dally; such a Sun as could not dote  
Upon a ruffling Phaeton: or leave  
His kindly warmth, combustion to receive  
With any furious Dog-star. If to vary  
The Metaphor, more efficacy carry;  
I'll else compare him to the Plane of old,  
That Xerxes hung with Rings, and chains of Gold.  
Call him a tree that never did betray  
His Arms, to night-Raven, Kite, or bird of prey.  
I'll say he was a fruitful fair and good,  
As any other plant within the Wood:  
And this inscription to his Tomb advise,  
He happy grew, fell happy, happy lies.   

THE BELIDES, Or second Eulogy, and Elegy of the same.  

LO Reader, as thou sometime dost behold,  
Sol like a 
a An ancient gold Goine, stamped first at Byzantium: the Kings of England offer these of fifteen pounds value at great Festivals Camd. Rem. 168.  Besant of the brightest gold,  
Upon an Easter-morne himself advancing:  
And with a sacred joy affected, dancing  
O'er Forrest tops, and on the brows of hills;  
So rose this LORD. And as the Sun fulfils  
Like a girt Giant his appointed race;  
So with an able undiverted pace,  
Performed his Pilgrimage: No fond delays  
Could slack his sail, and bring him on the stays;  
No rubs of either envy, hate, or fear,  
Could check his speed; but with a full career  
He still bore up, and now enjoys the prize,  
That wipes away all sorrows from all eyes.   

He did not after the familiar fashion,  
Present his GOD some withered lean oblation  
Of sixty Winters; offered him no lame,  
No sick, no motley sacrifice: But came  
With his first born his youth; and then with Arts,  
Wealth, honour, all his powers, all his parts,  
Devoting them; and hallowed every day,  
Made it a pious Altar. O but say  
Thou fair exemplar, tell me happy soul;  
How couldst thou so like oil, unblended roll  
Among our terrene puddles? How converse  
With manners so corrupt, and daily worse,  
Yet unpolluted? (thus they say the clear  
The lightfoot Tigris also runs entire  
Through Aretissa, like a silver wand 
A lake in Armenia.   
Dimidiats it, without or being found  
To mingle fish, or water,) Speak, O speak,  
Did not the world resist? The flesh turn weak?  
Did it not buffet thee with youthful heat?  
What mettest thou with at Court? no leprous teat▪  
In City likewise many a rotten fly,  
Can even the richest ointment putrify.  
Or wert thou ne'er conveyed thou happy spirit,  
Up to the Pinnacle of thine own merit,  
And tempted there? But hell is still confined  
Where heaven approves, and smoak it rain, blow wind,  
Let floods conspire, yet the regenerate dwells  
Upon a Rock, that all their spleen repels.  
As an embowed a learned arch, when pressed  
With greatest weight unites his curious crest,  
Rendering a firmer strength: so gives temptation.  
An edge to zeal; not other operation  
Had in this cautious Lord then sacred rage,  
And zeal no doubt redoubled.—   

Hapless age,  
How hast thou here thy noblest jewels lost,  
And such a confluence of Arts, as cost  
Innumerous oil? they jointly met of old,  
In that 
a Quasi omnium ●erum genere dotata.  Pandora, which the Poets hold  
So Paragon a piece, were congregate  
After in 
b The 9 Muses were expressed in the stone of i●▪  Pyrrhus' ring; and now of late  
By harrington's pursuit, as resident  
Also with him, but nothing could prevent  
The peremptory blow. Disastrous time,  
and of a ruthless hand, how is our prime  
Exemplar taken from us? Turn, o turn  
Thy fatal scythe upon the cumbrous fern,  
The barren heath, let 
a The Wife of Z●thus, turned into a Linnet, or Thistle-Finch.  Aedons' thistle thus  
Be rather mown, or else to Caucasus  
Among the veneficious herbs, remove  
Thy furious brand—   

He was our dearest love  
The general darling, such a wight as shone  
I say, not with exterior precious stone,  
With Diamonds, and Saphires; these alas  
Of the most caracts, are but curious glass,  
Nor do their bragging sparkles serve to read  
The darksome night away, or in it thread  
Vigiliaes' thirsty Needle; no, be gone  
Ye casual Doelittles, our Harrington  
Was grandly gifted with a serious sort  
Of radiant principles; the Crown, the part,  
Could not be taken from him: and as far  
Outdid, and darkend each competitor,  
As Titan does the poor Arctophilax.  
One so sincere, and of so little Wax  
Among his honey, we may roundly gather,  
If but his precious thread of life, had rather  
Extensively been lenghthened, lo the Court  
How snugly sleeping in a various sort  
Of trespasses and sins, being awaked,  
By his example, nay divinely decked  
With light and lustre; even the City hence  
Accended also, had in reference  
To her conspicuous properties, been writ  
With London 
c A City of Bythynia, so named à splendore.  Lampsacus; but nothing might  
Defer his heavy knell.—   

Forsaken age,  
What circumstance of grief, or surplusage,  
Importunate enough for such an urn,  
So duly deprecated? dost thou mourn  
When foolish Tulips die, and such as strive  
Like Beeches, but of skin and leaf to thrive?  
Such as examined, yield but mast, for Swine  
And Squirrels only fit? dost thou confine  
Thyself to black, and oft, I say, for these?  
How mayst thou then with floods of tears, nay seas  
Bewail this loss? how justly mayst thou call  
Thy several creatures, and enjoin them all  
Immesured lamentation; bid the night  
Extend her length, the day not come in sight  
But water-loaden; Hang each Doric Bell  
With numerous tongues, and a continued knell  
On every tongue; Command the beasts to roar,  
And each sad noise be multiplied a score,  
By the near echoes? For his death, I say,  
As it decryes, and does so much decay  
The general bliss; 'tis fitting to revive  
Old Hadadrimmons woe, or rather grieve,  
Beyond a precedent. Why we may read  
That ten of these, ten righteous might have freed  
A very Sodom; when if taken hence,  
Nor standing in the gap, what consequence  
But sickness fretting out our strength, or dearth,  
Epha's from Homers, but an Iron earth;  
And God has also store of Palmer-wormes,  
And clouds of locusts. Or else foreign arms  
Shall ravage us, heaven r'ally with our foes,  
Making their barbed horses at a lose  
As swift as Eagles, Nay, (to pass by these,)  
Th' elect are even those 
a Images of Women used for supporters in buildings.  Cariatides.  
And vigorous 
b The like Images of men.  Tellamons', that shoulder up  
The frame of time, and their conspicuous troup,  
Their general list once ready for the barn,  
Time is no longer: therefore mourn o mourn,  
Thou desolated age; and now behold,  
Me thinks the hollow clouds already rolled  
Like a bes●ubber'd Turban round about  
Thy passionate brow; and now they lavish out  
Innumerous tears.—   

Yet herewithal reflect  
And lay thy grief so right, that it detract  
Not aught from Harrington, or seem decreed  
For what becomes of him. 'Tis true indeed,  
That death is to the course the carnal man,  
A dismal vision; ireful, cold, and wan;  
A ghastly shape in chains of darkness tied,  
And hung with poisonous damps: but was a bride,  
A morning star to him; and came as dressed  
With precious sequels as the gladsome feast  
Of conscience argue might. The worldling cries,  
O whither am I summoned? why these eyes  
And all the Ports about me rotting up,  
Must now be loathsome jellly, stench, and roap  
With putrid worms; nay since the charnall-house  
Cries Give and still for more, some flindermouse,  
Or base 
a The Weasel.  Galanthis, or the rats may reign  
At length within this scull. And then again  
My dearest soul what shall become of thee?  
And whither must thou now distracted be  
To frivolous atoms, and so lost among  
The wand'ring winds? or shuffled else ere long,  
Into some beast of burden, or of prey?  
Some drugging Ass, or cruel Tiger? nay,  
(Still frighting more) our Papalins will tell  
Of sulphurous 
b Of old Hecta.  Heclefort, of 
c Heretofore Aetna.  Mongibell.  
And other such, where many a peccant soul  

c A fly bred and living in the fire.  Pirausta-like, does ●lutter, fly, and crawl,  
And fry in rigorous fire; or yielding these  
Even all exploded, hell itself will seize  
And justly swallow thee; woe worth the day  
In which I was conceived. Lo thus I say,  
The carnal man ends like a butchered swine,  
And full of noise; when faith is so divine,  
So clungly anker-holds, and fastens hope,  
As even Addoulces Death, with all his troop  
His Regiment of terrors; sin alone  
Gives him a Dart, a sting, else has he none;  
By sin is Death armed like a judge severe,  
With rods and axes, else that welcome were,  
As when the loaden sky with moisture fills  
An upland meadow; 'tis not death that kills,  
But deadly sin; A Saint may like a Swan  
Sing out his last breath; the regenerate man,  
Even in a Lion's teeth departs in peace,  
And shall we then bewail this Lord's decease,  
As one we have not hope of? O when I  
Must pay the 〈◊〉 of nature eke and die,  
Be my last end his: let me close my race,  
And fall like an impleat Rose-water-glasse,  
That breaks with a perfume.—   

His practice here  
Was not (as is employed before) at dear,  
And lamentable values, to possess  
A late experience; 'twas not up to dress  
Aethiop's in Pearl and Purple; to proclaim  
Oppression justice, impudence to name  
Assurance; or be tethered in the looks  
Of Dalilah or Dinah: these are books  
Exteriorly how gilt, how neatly bound,  
Yet loose and guilty. 'Twas not being gowned,  
And full of reverend Badges, to sell out  
Yet by retail, what office late he bought  
By wholesale; nor was it to put away  
The Mistress for the handmaid; to betray  
His calling to his sports; (and now what store  
Of Gentry have we, not intending more  
Here upon earrh, than the Leviathan  
Affects at Sea, and lavishly therein  
To take their pastime?) Last of all, 'twas not  
With 〈◊〉 wicked worlding casting in his lot,  
To feed impertinent Apes, luxurious swine,  
Or fawning Dotterels, that each design  
Of greatness sooth and second will; ay me!  
How have I seen a sweet Rose-mary-tree,  
Dropped with his Wood-seer; water-Lillies known,  
While flourishing in Rivers high and grown,  
Hung with these Codworms, that if drought exhale  
The moisture once will boggle off, and fall  
From whatsoever to curry with the stream.  
But none of these, no such opprobious beam  
Was in this Baron's eye; and where indeed  
A Dathan, or a Dives may be said  
To die, and die the death; our Harrington  
But only fell asleep, but rests upon  
His bed in safery; then, I say, direct  
Thy blubbered eyes so right, they but respect  
Thine own distressednesse; complaining not,  
Nay nor somuch as squinting once, at what  
May become of him; to weep a rill,  
Or through a river thus, why yet they mill  
But lavishes his water, but mispends  
It at the floodgates; and then only grinds,  
If tears be seasonable, not slattered out  
In a preposterous manner, and about  
Irrequisites. Here widely to set open  
A door of grief, as if the door of hope  
Were double locked and barred? Why but denote  
When after rain some curious flowerpot  
With Roses, Gelsomins, and sweet Brire,  
Is animated, how it does inspire  
The circling roof; or as a rich perfume,  
In curls and eddies, issuing from the womb  
Of some Illustrious Agate, does entrance  
And ravish all the near circumference  
With fragrant Odours; so while here conversing,  
His soul was nobly 
a A metaphor from the collet or beazel of a ring which is that part of it, wherein we set ●estone.  colleted, dispersing  
Such holy acts, that who but still reports,  
With what success he daily trod the Courts▪  
Of his Creator? Yet 'tis common now  
To meet there but as Doves, and Sparrows do.  
Who but how faithfully he could confine  
Civil respects how plausive, to divine,  
To reals, semblances; and hast thou found  
An object, though like Ops with turrets crowned,  
Nay rendering Citadels; if it becalm  
And slack the sail of goodness, 'tis a balm  
How seeming precious, yet that breaks the head,  
And bar it by and main; set nor thy bed,  
Thy Mammon's bushel, nor delicious board  
Upon thy candle, these like Iona's gourd  
Are quickly wormeaten: no let me sway  
Thee to this pattern here, and who I say,  
Who but while others spent their time, may city  
Our Harrington redeeming it? what wight  
(How partial) to the most, and with the best,  
But must prefer him? call him touch and test?  
A web where Pallas left in warp in woof,  
Her rosy fingers; one that clove the hoof,  
That jointly chewed the cud; and since approved  
So paragon a piece, that was removed  
The sooner hence, promoted from his lease  
Of life more expeditely, to possess  
The fee designed him, though a while suspended  
In Nubibus—   

'Tis true that some incended  
With terrene Objects, (will forsooth) conclude  
Of life by many years, by longitude  
Nor aim profundity; they Nestor praise,  
And his three ages; emulate the days  
Of old Methuselah; and this assize  
So higly valued, tacitly replies  
Upon our Harrington; but take thy will,  
Contract still with the Creature, bandy still  
For terrene compliment; I worlding, line  
Thyself with pulp, with marrow, wash in wine,  
And freely jove it; yet when all is done,  
Or elevate this earth above the Sun,  
Or all beneath is vanity. Nay keep  
In mind my premonition, when thy sleep  
Is broken at the smallest chirping bird;  
When once the 
a Ecclesiast. the 12. 6. Paraphrased.  marrow, that same silver cord,  
Distempered is, and slackened; when the thin  
The golden pia mater, shrinks within  
Her ruinous scull, leaving it bare and void;  
The kidneys and the reins (as wheels employed  
From vena cava's Cistern, to convey,  
To distribute her nutrimental whey)  
When they lie cracked and comfortless; when these,  
And other symptoms threaten stranguries,  

b Stopping of passages in the bladder.  Ischuria's sad, and all our terrene bliss,  
Like a fair jordan to be swallowed is  
By mare martuum; then the tedious race  
Of many years, congested also has  
A sea of sin; then cautious Solomon  
Petioned not extent of time, his boon  
Was wisdom only; then the sole dimension  
Imparadising us, is that intention  
And depth of life, religiousness; how long  
We bustle here avails not; Then his tongue  
Who keeps from ill, his lips from any guile,  
Does good, and follows peace; 'tis he the while  
That loves to live, partaking happy days.  
And since our Harrington exploited these  
With such integrity, let me be bold,  
Though giving a nefarious life (how old)  
But spans and inches; his to measure yet  
By miles, nay many leagues, for such was it  
In depth and piety; to reckon his  
A wedge of obrise gold, when Lameches is  
How tedeously continued, but a bar  
Of garlic iron: then again infer,  
That since thus expeditely fully summed,  
Nor won with such an age so sin-benumed  
Longer to piece, he hasted hence to heaven,  
His everlasting mansion.—   

And how given  
To leasings over, are the men who there,  
Will situate (forsooth) a Bull, a Bear,  
A Goat, a Scorpion, or a sort of gross  
And dirty 
a The Hyadeses, or five stars in the head of Taurus, so named, because fore-tokening foul weather.  Suculae? when the morose  
Orion, or Calisto hot has spent  
A sensual life, yet to the firmament  
Who basely cry their little goodness up,  
Rewarding it with stars? nay take the troop  
Of all our Ethnic Sages, if we cite  
Even Aristides, far is he too light  
Vpou the weights, and but a sounding brass,  
A tinkling Cymbal. Leave we then to pass  
Such improprieties, reforming now  
The 
b A Crown of Stars, given her by Bacchus, and Patronimically so named from Gnossos, the chief City of Crect.  Gnossian Crown, from Ariadne's brow,  
To high and holy hester's. Let us call  
Medusa's head, Goliah's; and withal  
The Perseus wielding it, a David. Grant  
Alcides 
c A configuration of fixed Stars.  Asterisme to Samson. Plant  
The Virgin-mother, in that glorious chair  
Of Cassiopeia. 
d Some will moral him for Wisdom and therefore in such grace with jupiter.  Berenice's hair,  
Chang'e into that which wiped our Saviurs feet,  
To Marry Maudlin's. Nay that exquisite,  
So gifted, worldly-wise Ganimdes,  
Yet since an Ethnic as the rest of these,  
And wanting the main principle; dissever  
From his fair constellation, and for ever  
Hereafter call it Harrington. Our sphere  
Should rather only Christian be, should wear  
But sanctified inscriptions; relish but  
Such Harbingers, as write the names without,  
Of such as lodge within it; and for one,  
That likewise of Illustrious Harrington.   

Nor does it hinder his beatitude,  
Though now asunder taken, and unscrewed  
Some little time, since 'tis but to be dressed,  
Be polished more; and often thus in quest  
Of trim, and properties appertient,  
Do plighted lovers part, with smarter hint,  
And ritual celebration, to bestead  
Their after-nuptialls. ay, we justly plead  
His cross, his crown; his terrene dissipation  
His endless comfort, even the generation  
Of glorious habitudes. For lo there is  
A right-hand-path, (the beauteous feet of peace  
Are daily measuring it;) there is I say,  
A path unparallelled, a right-hand way,  
(The sumptuous allies 
* Heliogabalus.  Pseudo Bassian made  
Of gold and silver filings, were but lead  
To this and merely refuse;) such a blessed  
Ascent there is, (incomparably dressed  
With radiant spangs; with many a glorious Ouch  
Engraven and figured sumptuously, by which  
We climb our endless comfort; to the wight  
Incorrigibly vicious, 'tis as strait,  
As much extenuated, as needles eyes  
To Cables, nay to Camels; but who wise  
As Serpents are. and Dovelike innocent,  
Find it again so vast, of such extent,  
They travail up in triumph: Thus, we read,  
Both Enoch, and Elijah likewise did;  
And the luciferous trail, so held by some,  
For a Mosaic work, of many dim  
Inferior Astericks; by some decreed  
A Galaxia, dappled thus and died,  
When petrish Juno suckling Hercules,  
Bespilt her milk; yet some again profess  
For Le Chemin Saint Jaques, for the tract  
Saint Jeames ascended by. and now to crack  
This into kernel, when our Harrington  
Was redemanded; when his soul, that shone  
Like a sweet Virgin-taper, gathered was  
From out the precious socket; thus, o thus  
By this same right-hand passage, in the spur  
Of some spiritual Chariot, Aethon far  
Transcending and Eous, nay the top  
Of jacob's Ladder, and inducted up  
Above all heavens: it there with relaxation  
From earthly toil, enjoys an inchoation  
Of immarcessible so glorious bliss,  
As even the most elaborate Romances  
Deciper not.—   

His other relics borne  
When to the grave, fell also blest, like corn  
Into good ground; nor such as when they died  
Shall rise again, but even a purified  
Spiritual body, and withal for ever  
Immutable. As when a precious River  
From weaving montley to the meads, and wreaths  
For the sweet Naiads, his body sheaths  
Within some cave, some 
a A Cave in Somersetshire, out of which issues such a stream, as not far from it drives a Mill.  Ookey, groping thus  
By subterranean, and caliginous  
Meanders many a furlong; as the while  
Since washing and transpiercing many a pile  
Of 
b A medicinable earth found in Lemnos, and also about Blois.  terra sigillata, Samian 
c A white and gluey kind of earth good against poison.  clay;  
In 
d Snail-like windings.  Lima●ons and Mazes, eating way  
Through several hidden Minerals, and veins  
Of rich and medicinable Oar; attains  
By this contraction greater value, thence  
Evades again of far more excellence.  
Or look how sweet Alpheüs, having bred  
Innumerous Olives, hides his holy head  
Beneath the ground, and as if heaven were won  
Alone by 
e The military word for cutopen, or underminig from supper franco. is  sapping, closely burroughs on,  
In darksome uncouth hollows wand'ring far,  
And many a tedious mile; till lastly near  
Declaimed Olympus, (and whose procerous top  
Is sung the gate of heaven) he flourish up,  
And cheerly rise again; lo thus refined,  
Thus happy shall his reliquys open rend  
The grisly grave. O Death where is thy sting?  
Where Hell thy victory?—   

Nay still to wing  
His exaltation, at the general doom,  
When these two moyts must again become  
Consolidate, be made a building pure,  
Immortal, just, and as the Cynosure  
Refulgent; then behold his blessedness  
Shall full and perfect be; his Crown possess  
Delices' without crosses; joys still green,  
Still mellow; such as neither eye hath seen,  
Nor heart conceives. The juggler Mahomes  
Does among other rave, distribute  
Indeed a kind of future Lubberland  
To his Heroës; if I must expound  
It more at large, where all our terrene parts,  
Demand their circular, their second Arts,  
To flourish by; their winter to devour,  
Deglutiate Autumn, melt his furniture,  
To kern, to sow it, till from hence succeeds  
Another spring; yet in this place there needs  
No winter's help, and trees are always clad  
With fruit both ripe, and green, and in the bud,  
And likewise in the blooth. He dreams, I say,  
But some voluptuous 
a A Country Southeast from Merico, & so beautiful, that the Spaniard calls it Mahomet's Paradise.  Nicaragua,  
Had after death; nay by that chip of old  
Poëtick Virgil, the so high extolled  
Hesperian Orchard, has he hewn him out  
A carnal heaven; in which (forsooth) no doubt,  
But virtuous men sit upon Carpets rich,  
And under trees of massy gold, with much  
Affection court their Paramours. Alas,  
How Scarab like, and in a silly place,  
Does this impostor fly? how seek to win  
But sense, and titilion; things wherein  
Ignobler creatures, even the Hawk, the Hound,  
Nay very Vermin, oftentimes are found  
To have precedency. Well miscreant,  
Let Grill continue Grill, let him content  
Himself with draff and offal; yet for us,  
We hope a glory consentaneous  
To spiritual bodies; such as we may rather  
Possess in future, then in present either  
Relate, or in our narrow hearts conceive.  
Yet with submissive modesty to drive  
A bliss so heaped, and shook, and running o'er  
Still further home; when time shall be no more  
The several elements with fervent heat,  
When once dissolved; with noise and terror great,  
When heaven is passed away, and he that here,  
Was so malignly pierced, shall appear  
Among innumerous Augels; when the last  
Impetuous braying trump, has open cast  
All graves, and sepulchres; asunder wrung  
Each sheet of Lead, supplanted every clung,  
And Iron sleep; when lo the great assize,  
The final endless doom, that multiplies  
So many wonders, once is consummate;  
And God has burnt the cockle, brought the wheat  
Into his Grainer; then our Baron here,  
Shall as the firmament be shinie clear;  
Nay like the stars: then locally remaining,  
Among the many holy thousands reigning  
In Paradise; he shall enjoy the great,  
The real, endless Sabbath. Then impleat  
With sacred raptures, he shall cheerly bring  
Immortal lauds, a free will offering  
To his Creator: relish that Elysian,  
Incomprehensive, beatick vision,  
Even of our God himself. But here the gaze  
At such a glory, does so much amaze,  
Oppress, annihilate my feeble spirit,  
That I desist; or else again what wight,  
So poorly stupid, but with Peter here,  
Would seek to stay, and Tabernacles rear?    

TO THE READER.  
I Must ingeniously profess that though our vulgar Poesy pretend so much to second causes, usually praying aid of wine and oil; yet are these ensuing, merely such night-pieces, as for the most part were drawn without either; their contexture succeeding only to preoccupate, and forelay the mind from other prejudice; for, after a competence of rest and sweet repose, the Senses being then chained up in darkness, the mind more intent; and through an aptitude, a briskness of fancy interposing, the muse then and thus, has often kept me welcome company. On whose behalf, if she sometime ruff it higher, prove more airy; yet a Soldiers Tract may be buskined above ordinary, may with some propriety demand it, and these words of Art, those military dresses here and there inserted. A Poet also has the prerogative freely to follow the propensitude of his Genius; and our language as supplied from abroad, is of richer variety for the cadence of either Prose or Verse. Verstegan will indeed upbraid Chau-with it as prejudicial; and another Netherlander, has objected our English to me, for made up of several shreds like a Beggar's Cloak; yet will their own Killianus acknowledge the Teutonick also thus ennobled; and our language is rather by this assistance, a beautiful Mosaick-worke, or the Venus of Apelles, since to render it such a Nonpareille, we have thus enriched it, with several Foreine Jem's and winning features. Briefly, where these may seem difficult and unusual; behold the Margin a present Oedipus for their decipher, and fitter is it that that the Page should suffer, than the Master.  
G. T.   

THE BELIDES, OR EULOGY Of that Noble Martialist MAJOR WILLIIAM FAIREFAX, Slain at Frankenthall in the Rhenish Palatinate, when it was besieged by CONSALES de CORDOVA. In the Year 1621.   

The Soldier's Character.  

A Soldier must his enemy prevent  
As well by stratagem, as open Mart:  
Nestor and Ajax, have the selfsame Tent;  
The Fox's head, march with the Lion's heart.   

He must be 
a These had the disciplining of Nero, in his first five years. The one in Arts, the other in Arms.  Senaca with Burrhus, reading  
As well as action: these united, fashion  
The real Caesar; when if single, breeding  
But Marius, or some idle speculation.   

He must be borne of such a happy star,  
That when both strength, and artifice may fail:  
(As puzzled oft, in the cross-ways of war,)  
Yet heaven relieve him, lead him to prevail.   

He must have such a sanctified desire,  
A soul so firmly to his Saviour plighted;  
That he may meet with death, in blood and fire,  
And all his grimmest postures, unaffrighted.   

And if in war to die, yet so decease,  
For justice; that his end, in war be peace.    

THE BELIDES, OR EULOGY OF MAYOR WILLIAM FAIREFAX, Slain in the Rhenish Palatinate, at Frankenthall, when it was besieged by Gonsales de Cordova. ANNO 1621.  

THou that ignobly dost the muse depaint,  
At livery keeping her; for every Saint  
Thou hast a candle; every swad how vile,  
A flattering couplet; moulting verse the while  
As Geese do quills, upon each sordid plash  
Where thou may'st wallow; for unrighteous cash▪  
That canst (I say) relate each hungry erust  
By spreading Oaks, and Cedars; when untrussed▪  
Who basely grovelling lies, and bramble-like  
Grows at both ends; that dost with myrrh & spike,  
Dress every funeral pot; I charge thee fly  
To such, whom blinds, false windows, and the by,  
Can only set off; Fairefax disallowed  
These illegitim Arts, nor shall he shroud  
Himself among their smoke.—   

And now draw near,  
With an impassionate arrected ear,  
All you (if any such there be) who take  
No truce with Soldiers; you that can embrake  
Their value so, twitting with personal crimes  
The general calling; tell me, though sometimes  
A Statist have his substituted gin,  
Which like a Nunnery-turning-box, winds in  
The gifts that come, himself the while unseen;  
Must all the Classis therefore be with spleen  
Prejudicated? since Divines (that be  
The Church Snuffers) should be 
a This according to some Writers was typically employed by the golden snuffers in Solomon: Temple.  gold, and free  
From any base allay; yet when we hear,  
Of some again so leaden, that they fear  
To meddle with the flame, permitting it  
Vnsnuffed to languish; shall we therefore twit,  
The general Tribe of Levi? Madly bark  
At clear and happy stars, because some dark,  
And inauspicious are? To come to those  
That must be paid in kind, let me disclose  
My dearest Fairefax; who though set so soon,  
That both his midday, and his afternoon,  
With their expected influence were bereft us;  
Has yet a blessed testimony left us,  
Of martial goodness. As a stream descending  
From his fair heads to sea, becomes in trending  
More puissant, and fed by many a rill,  
By many a precious brook, so widens still  
His Channel, that at length it even surroun's  
Whole Islands, drives the trade of populous towns,  
Such was his progress here; and though the blood  
Of many an Ancestor both great, and good,  
Ran high within his veins; yet thirsting more  
Than a reflected value, or to shore  
Himself with borrowed crutches up; proceeding  
A further course, of observation, reading,  
And soldiership; he mounted the degree  
Of real honours. And where some there be  
Who lozangewise, are but of bulk and might  
At middle-race; that having all their light,  
From sulphurous matches had, stink out at length,  
And die like candle-snuffs; from strength to strength,  
Our Fairefax daily grew up, till he crowned  
His actions with his exit. To propound  
Him yet more Graphickly, the Cynic bold,  
That with his tacit emblem, so controlled  
Irregular Athens. meeting such a wight,  
Had toil and Taper saved; his aim was right,  
And honest courses; nor by wearing broad  
And manifold phylacters, to defraud  
Again with carnal ends; but thus addicted,  
He stood in nature: and for these afflicted,  
Was resolute and bold, as Rome could vaunt  
Fabricius under Pyrrhus' Elephant.   

'Tis true, that some can polish off their ill,  
And vicious ware; nay, I have known such skill  
In shadows, that a picture while pretending,  
Some Temple fair, with Isles couvexly bending  
And running inward, windows jutting out,  
Has still in Plano been: But Fairefax fought  
A nobler fight, could not be thus accused  
Of broken pits, nor other doubling used,  
Than that of Ranks and Files. Now are we come  
To his peculiar channel, and at home  
Dimensions best are taken; Reader here  
Double thy guards, I do, arrect thine ear  
Yet straighter up; and know though I must yield  
A spade a spade, nor can Bellona shield  
From her debauches; yet our Army's ring  
Of some such daring zealots, as out-wing  
Those of old Rome. When Bulloyne erst led on  
His valorous Croysade, as the soldiers shone  
With holy fire, each practising to quit  
Himself, like an abstemious 
a daniel's chronicle. fol. 84. also Serres in that expedition.  Nazarite;  
So have we those, the shield of faith preferring  
To that of Ajax; double soldiers, serring  
The spiritual to the temporal corslet; these,  
These are the gems of Crowns; the wondrous seas,  
embroiling though with storms of blood, and fire,  
Where Halcions sing; these are the soldiers, higher  
Than Death or Hell, men dwelling in the Tents  
Of holy Shem; with these the Regiments  
Immortal, and the 
b The old Romans had a Legion named Fulminatrix, & the Christians under Aurelius were also named Legio fulminea.  thundering bands are filled;  
These are the Soldiers that are Saints, and skilled  
Indifferently to go to heaven a-bed,  
Or in a whirlwind as Elijah did;  
And one of these was Fairefax.—   

Not to proule  
For which at foreign hands, o say my soul,  
With what propension hast thou known him pay  
The first-fruits, primer-seisin of each day  
And night to heaven? how damask his uprise,  
And then his set again with sacrifice,  
With holy retributes? and thus applied  
In chief to Mary, giving thus the Bride  
Her due praecedence; afterward contest  
The 
a He or she that attends the Bride, and disposes the nuptial Feast.  Paranymph, seek Martha; live in quest  
Of Arms and Arts. A practice judging those  
That aim but meat, and raiment; but disclose  
Their age alone by Gouts, or want of hair;  
Or as the light melodious Grasshopper,  
(So like an Ahimaaz, though she bring  
Conspicuous tidings, cheerly dance and sing  
The joy of Harvest in;) does yet become  
To their year-strucken bodies, burdensome.  
Those also judging as impertinent,  
That in 
b Curiosities in trifles.  Micrologies (forsooth) will slent,  
And trifle time away; the webs they spin,  
Are only Spider-like, and far too thin  
For either sheet, or garment; nay we flush,  
That violate whole ages hence, and rush  
As fiercely to their wicked ways, as horse  
To battle do; stigmatickly the course  
Of time defacing, and his after-head  
With often whips and wheels. Embellished  
When oppositely, Fairefax wisely knew  
To husband him, to make him moult and mew,  
His noblest feathers; 'tis no garish, broad,  
No rich material plume, but these that boad  
Triumphs and Crowns; and reading, observation,  
(As with a joint harmonious indagation  
Assisting grace,) are those catholicons.  
That purge our Adam; such Icarean pens,  
As consequently point it to the sphere  
Of endless glory, which our soldier here  
Could witness well; whom that I more 
a From unfardle.  unfurle,  
And since we use to set off chains of Pearl,  
And 
b Precious stones and pearls of an oval fashion.  Cylinders, by Negro's ears and necks;  
So likewise with befitting foils to mix  
The prosecution; this was he, beyond  
Exterior Equipage, who wisely donned  
Paul's 
c Complete armour.  Panoplia; wore his sword, his shield,  
Helm, breast, and 
d Arming pieces for the feet.  Supiters'; even he that held  
The sins at distance, modernly which reign  
Among our Martialists; and neither gain,  

e The name of Bacchus, à strepitu & clamore.  Bromius, or Venus; nor the rambling heard  
Of all their sinful Sectaries, debarred  
His hope of happiness.—   

To narrow these,  
Nay hit the mark; he strove not troubled seas  
As some Knights Arrant, who still in the fire  
Must Salamanders live; and serve for hire,  
Or Bell, or even the Dragon; hunting men  
Like Nimrods', and of heart far harder than  
The nether Millstone is; well Marius, well,  
On on, proceed, do, draw thy sword and fell  
The 
f Under this the Kings of England & France used to parley, till it was cut down by Philip the fair.  guysor's blessed Elm; with 
g Clubs with long pikes in them.  morning-stars,  
Impetuous canonads, and fierce Petards,  
Keep Janus Temple open; issuing thence  
Outrageous murder, ●allow pestilence,  
Cleanness of teeth; and others: yet ere long,  
Astonishment and trembling, shall be wrung  
Out likewise, as the portion of thy cup:  
Nay thou shalt rankly quaff confusion up,  
Even Dregs and all.—  
Still that our Boute-feus  
Dissected further be, for borrowed shows  
Of edge and valour, he consulted not  
Intoxicating Bacchus, waters hot,  
Or rotten Relics; and the Magic 
a In French, Chemise de necessity, and worn against wounds.  shirt,  

b The like also is their Firmaillet.  Enchanted Choler, 
c Psiny gives it this efficacy.  foe-defeating wort  
Acheminis, and other such; with zeal  
Abominate he could, as but a deal  
Of spiritual Paliardise; and who colleagues  
Him with such trumperies will gather Figs  
Where only barren Thistles grow, and Grapes  
Where Thorns alone, and Briars; 'tis to lapse  
From the great God of Israel, and inquire  
At Baal of Ekron; with diviner fire  
Our Fairefax nobly was enraged, disdaining  
These wicked arts, as while the right maintaining,  
Enfeebling it; as only arming but  
Ichneumon-like with dirt, that fences not  
The fate of war: Nay he could challenge base  

d A Giant, who still receiving new force from the earth, had his muddy soul shook out by Hercules in the you're.  Antaeus and his earthen ware, the race  
Soon broke to shreads; and oft without a fit  
Piece left, to fetch or water from the pit,  
Or fire from the hearth.—   

Next after these  
That I may throughly sear, and cauterize,  
The modern pride, like addle wheaten ears,  
And starving Hyssop of the wall, that bears  
The head so perk, so lofty; his milice  
How mettled, yet was such a modest piece,  
As woorded not itself upon the last  
When lo that empty thundring-tub, the braced  
Sir 
a From Passevolant Francois, which is such a soldier as Captains upon muster days foist into their Companies.  Pavolant, himself dilates, and tells,  
And faces off, in swelling Ses'pedells;  
Speaks only Buff and Cannon; is so filled  
With Eastern empty wind, that he can build  
What airy Castles might if joined in one,  
Make a new 
b Vrbs Pensilis, a City of Egypt.  Thebes. Alas how have I known  
Him march as like the compass on a Map,  
He lightly swallow Kingdoms could, and step  
O'er Citadels, and Cities; and in war  
As if (forsooth) at every pace, a star  
Must be stroke out; How have I known the blade  
hat never lodged sub 
c In nudo, non sub tecto.  dio, never made  
His bed at Charlses wain, nor knows to far  

d With this root Caesar's host lived long at Dyrrachium; some take it for the wild Colewort.  Lapsana-like; and yet this Morioned Hare  
Talks like a Talbot. Thus, Saint 
e Vide Ceres fol. 356.  Severin  
The titler swells, till running from within  
A threatened Alexandria; when employed  
Saint 
f Fougasses. fol. ●2●.  Severin the soldier, does or bide  
Victorious on the spot, or else if hope  
Perhaps turn Haggard, nobly furling up  
Himself within his Ensign, so derive  
A glorious winding-sheet. And though we strive,  
With rigid industry, lo 
g A great undertaker before danger, but unexperienced, Tacit. hist. fol. 5●.  Proculus  
No 
h A statue of wood, a Turk against which some will practise their weapons.  Jaquemard, no supercilious  

i A counterfeit skirmish, a May-day's bickering.  Schiamachia, but the real fact  
Can ripen speculation, can in tract  
Of time politely quadrate; yet to Gath,  
To 
k The rendezvous, of those Giants that invaded heaven.  Phl●gra, to the sons of 
l In some translations, the sons of the Giant; in others as here. See 1 Chron. 20. 4.  Haraphath;  
To the King's enemies befall, that here  
They quit their inland discipltne; and bear  
Thou witness London, how it magnifies  
Thy bars, thy bolts, thy buttresses; how cries  
Thy reputation up. 'Tis true indeed,  
That where the military 
c The Dutch word for a soldiers, stipend ●s militare.  Sold and seed  
Decorted is, our men we reckon trained,  
Are only thus ironically feigned;  
And their abode may justly twitted be  
The sluggards garden; but concerning thee  
Conspicuous London, and thy martial yard;  
How art thou disciplined, I say? how barred  
With living Palisads? and all success  
Betid thee still, nor drive the premises,  
Then that there be degrees of merit; then  
To regulate and justly tether men  
Within their several distances; to scourge  
Our bragging Meteors, herry stars; and urge  
The modest grave Militia, late exploited  
By Fairefax.—   

Now since Candles how so lighted,  
Obnoxious oft to bushels are; since hate,  
And lip-eyed envy, seek to facinate  
The noblest pieces; since there be, that dare  
Calumniate this behaviour, neither care  
Disgracefully to challenge it, the cold  
Of an inferior spirit; still unfold  
We more our beauteous tapestry, till the pleyt  
So much demonstrating his martial heat,  
Be likewise opened. Or if else we call  
Him rich Arachne-work, and cite withal  
His fair, his further purfles 'tis indeed  
The 
a Vestis scutu●ata: the garment wrought with Cobweb-work, peculiar to France.  genuine web of France, and here applied  
With all propriety, since like a root  
Transplanted, and removed, to retribute  
The doubler flower; our Fairefax also drew  
This active air: till (having gotten new  
Materials once) for Seyne and Rhodanus,  
He shipped him to the Fl●e, the dreaded 
b It empties at the Brill, and is of very dangerous access.  Maze,  
Tessel, and barking 
c The Hound is between Dort & Flushing, so named, à fremi●u & latratu.  Hound; now critic judge  
Whether this motion, may decipher edge,  
Activity and heat.—   

Then to fore-warne  
Such eke of wealth and parts, as yet will turn  
In their domestic pleasure, like a door  
Upon the hinges, saying Lions roar  
In foreign ways; and grant it so, yet God  
Is far from 
d The tutelar patrons of peculiar places, as St. Paul for London, Saint Mark for Venice.  ascriptitious, nor abroad  
Of any shortened arm; transport thee where  
No Vulture's eye could ever pierce, even there,  
There shall his right hand lead thee: Israel thus,  
How puzzled in a roaring wilderness  
Was yet in safety; thus adventurous Drake  
Could such a fortunate plus ultra make  
To Magellane, so beat up both the hot  
And frozen Zones, oft with his glorious boat  
Doubling the broad Aequator; so be found  
The first in chief, that put a girdle round  
About our terrene Globe; the polar stars  
Illuminate his 
e The Heralds at his return gave him a Fesse-wave, between two Pole-stars.  Coat. Our traffic, wars,  
Are thus by noble Sindicks, soldiers tall  
Accommodated; or if else they fall  
In the pursuit, yet heaven is overhead,  
And even in all degrees of latitude,  
Impartially propitious. Thus again,  
As far hence as Apollo takes his wain,  
And baits his winged horse with spices hot▪  
To make their breath more influent; our remote  
High-doing 
a Sir Thomas Dale, who died at Messutapatan.  Dale ascended. And in fine,  
So Fairefax propping while the Rhenish vine,  
(By that sanguinolent Hercinian Boar,  
Now given a prey to Foxes;) or before  
Some Bafilisk, or 
b His thigh was broken by a Canonnad whereof he died.  Drake, or Colverin,  
Or other such, was elevated in  
At those eternal gates.—   

As who with skill;  
And knowingly his journey manage will,  
Does often from the beaten road withdraw,  
Or to behold a Stonage, taste a Spa;  
Or with some subtle Artist to confer,  
Or famous Scholar; or else to demur  
A while within some Minster, and consider  
The Monuments, and Armoury: so Reader  
Be pacified, if in my ponderous course,  
I thus myself refresh, and reinforce,  
With change of objects. But descend we now  
From running further Bias; from the bough,  
Back to the bulk, the body; and so great,  
So mettlesome his travail, such his sweat,  
For skill and parts; that (as was touched before,)  
From the fair continent, so decked with store.  
Of Vines and Flower-delices; it impelled  
Him to the grumbling Hound, the 
c Or Texel, a little barren Island nominating the fairest▪ channel for▪ Amsterdam, a staple of▪ the East-Indies.  Tessel filled  
With Indian rarities; the Maze, the 
d Belgice V●●i, another channel for Amsterdam, and more dangerous, as where sea men take in guides.  Fly,  
That round imperative, so threateningly  
Deciphering his channel.—   

These the moats,  
This the conspicuous place, where daily floats  
A forest, thick as antique Lebanon;  
The glorious mead, though yielding neither stone,  
Nor almost scruples, where a more complete,  
A paveder 
a Cr●ta, now Candy; by the Grecians thus called of her having 100 Cities.  He●atompolis, than Crete  
Was ever Mistress of; and with as high  
Innumerous broochs, as stupendiously  
Charging the lower Region. Here the Burse,  
The Common▪ weal, ennobling by commerce,  
Her Merchants, Princes. This the wily-brained  
Prometheus, not improsperously detained  
With after-gaming, not with umbrages,  
Held in the hobler-hole; but measuring ease,  
By such prevention; every gainest way,  
Marching so Jeh● like, he can I say,  
The most outrageous Jennet barnacle.  
And this the Magazine, for better tackle;  
For his due trim, and manifoldly suited,  
To steer a nobler course; that destituted  
A France of such a Fairefax, listing him  
Among her British aids.—   

Nor of a dim  
Inferior maniple, for if we file  
Our emulous Leaders, he that we may style,  
The 
b A sword to sacrifice with as also for punishment, and largely taken for any thing fit for several uses.  Delphic, or the 
c A broad sword with a double forked point.  Chelidonian sword;  
A double chief, and with Minerva stored,  
As burganetted Pallas; he so crowned  
With proof in 
d That experient commander Sir john O●le; who formerly had lost one of his eyes in service.  frontispiece, and our renowned  
Our modern Cocles; he the Leader, whose  

a His colours were lost at the Roar, after which he displayed a watched Colours, with this word inserted, Jusques Alors; implying Revenge, and the recovery of some other again from the enemy.  Revengeful Ensign noble Fairefax chose  
To rank him under, distributing there  
His day to several studies; not a spare,  
And vacant time, but fairly tricking up  
With some contexture. Look as Hondius map,  
Or Plantius, more to palliate their extent  
Of empty sea, and wilderness; present  
Here with a labouring ship, there with a whale,  
Or Hippotame, and Neptune a cheval  
Waving his furious trident; here with b● Ruck,  
That castell-volant, making such a mock  
Of Behemoth; there with a Petagone,  
Or Ptolemy, or Strabo, widely known  
Cosmographers; all this, I say, to dress,  
And set of their vacuity; lo thus,  
Our Fairefax could his voydest time array  
With laudable endeavours; and thou grey  
Yet desperate Libertine, that dost impose  
No tye upon thyself; bring hither those  
Thy threescore years, here to be disciplined  
By this 
b A monstrous bird, attributed to the Southern pole.  Julus. Let our youth, defined 
c A prima barb● lanugine ita dici●●r.   
Familiarly by sensual appetite,  
And wicked ways, (as being far too light  
Upon the weights,) also derive from hence  
A different learning, which in consequence,  
Is strength and marrow to the several bones,  
Health to the navel, nay demises thrones,  
And glorious Sceptres; for entirely thus  
Pre-occupyed, does ammunition us  
Against the siege of sin. or must I clear  
It eke by precedent, our soldier here  
Will fitly furnish me.—   

Nor was he given  
To that excessive Bacchus, branding even  
Our Christian armies; tyrranized by those  
Debauches, on the soul that oft impose  
Such raving inter-regnums. ay, behold  
As the nightwalking dreamer, fancy-fooled,  
And full of sundry crotchets, anticly  
Here as a brand to light his candle by,  
Blows at a bedstaff; or else for the door  
Opens the casement; there again, before  
Some casting-bottle, which his groping hand  
Meets in the variegated tapestry, pined  
At Helen's silken side, as in a glass  
Strokes up his whiskers; and still oddly thus  
Whimsies about the room; why so disguised,  
(What if I rather say so bestialized?)  
Is sense and reason, by that ebrious pest  
Now epidemial; so does it contest,  
And foil and fool their light, to such a snuff,  
As in the socket, even with stench enough,  
Lies drowning out; and for those red-eyed men,  
That add both drunkenness to thirst, and then  
Thirst eke to drunkenness; that draw on sin  
With shooing-hornes, and cart-ropes; these as in  
The dangerous paths of death, and set'ling oft  
Upon their lees he shunned.—   

Nor could the soft  
Insidious Dalila, though she deprave  
And cauterize, some to fed horses slave  
His noble soul; this is the witch indeed,  
That with her precious balm, so breaks the head;  
As Nauplius, when Ulysses fleet was tossed  
Upon the barred, inhospitable coast,  
Of his Euboea; brighted all the night  
With fiery beacons, scattered crescet-light,  
As jointly woobegone, and hailing in,  
To safe land-lock, and harbour; yet again  
But rocks, and scyrts, so paying, that the leak,  
And weatherbeaten bothoms, with their wrack  
Spread all the Hellespon●; lo thus, and thus,  
Does Satan juggle, ruinating us  
With his false fires; I, thus the Lady lust  
Deals with her confidents, their carnal trust  
Betraying so, that at her feet, a throng  
Of broken Sceptres, Swords, with many strong  
And mighty men, like ribs of Argosies,  
Lie split and scatrered; when by turning these  
To B●yghes and Sea-marks, Fairefax wisely left  
Her clean to lee-ward, bore up with his swift  
Snug bothome still a-head; and let our old  
Com-rades, tell if ●his draught, this model, hold  
Save the true lines, and shadows.—   

Not his speech  
But seasoned was, & where some mouths with beach  
Old Iron, any riffraff loaden are  
Like Mortar-peeces; yet alas so far  
Insensible, that this uncloven tongue  
Is vaunted farther gracing; draff and dung  
Their portion be, reserving Pearl alone,  
To those whose breath is like Zephyrus, strowen  
With Violets and Roses; nor descends  
To bark out Oaths at heaven, nor rudely rends  
The Fig-leaves from our shame.—   

But O be tough,  
And true my shield, for still incensed enough  
Comes envy hurtling on; and now she cries,  
Away with these your whitely, your precise,  
Your inkhorn precepts; tush we must conclude  
The soldier's mark, his height, his latitude,  
By a brave peremptory rage, by scars,  
And garments rolled in blood: yet 
a A monstrous Indian beast, very ravenous after humane flesh.  Manticors,  
And Tigers than are as embrued, as even  
The Crimmest Tartar; No, but thou hast driven  
A brutish paradox, and in despite  
Of all thy malice, worthier far the wight  
That rules his spirit; with the former sins,  
That nobly can dispute; then he that wins,  
A populous City. Is it true indeed?  
Must then a soldier, be the swelling seed  
Of tyrannous Anak? be with pride as hung  
As with a chain? put violence and wrong,  
On like a garment? must we seek his worth  
In precipitious boldness? how has earth  
Then lost her noblest sons? why sing we not  

b Giants which the Poecs say fought against heaven.  Enceladus, and Alm●ps? with the knot  
Of mighty Hunters, heretofore that durst  
So combat heaven? nay, rather let him first  
Be truly pious, change to 
c Of these see Jer. 35.  Rechabite;  
Check Madam 
d It imports an indifferent rifler either of friend or foe. See La N●v●. fol. 8●●.  Picorcè; for base indite  
Ea●h bloody-minded Lamech, scambling not  
The sword at large, so limited to cut,  
At such a narrow thread: let him be wise  
And pious first, and how shall one surprise  
And chase a thousand? how shall two, convert  
Ten thousand men to flight? a soldier girt  
To battle thus, so far outwings dismay,  
And evil news, that neither hills of prey,  
Mountains of Leopards, nor depth, nor height,  
Nor things to come, nor present, but his faith  
Will bravely buckle with; when let the beast  
That perkes his impious head, and makes a jest  
Of martial sanctity; that speaks so loud  
Of Ruffian boldness; let him cite the proud  
(d) Porphirio, and his fierce Gigantine rout, 
a The General of those Giants that heretofore invaded heaven.   
That heretofore for missive weapons, fought  
With burning Oaks, and Mountains; yet their gross,  
Even at the braying of (e) Silenus Ass, 
b This befell it (say the Poets) when they sought to scale heaven: implying th●t the boldest wicked, are yet full of panic fears.   
Is often baffled.—   

Neither speak I this  
To palliate aught in Fairefax, more remiss,  
And over-flaxen; but alas the while,  
False principles so fop us off, we style  
Night Sunshine, darkness light; and many a dish  
Of Serpents, and of stones, for eggs, and fish,  
Deglutiate so; that seeing thus our horn  
Laid in the dust, I needs must cry Return,  
Return o Shulamite.—   

It trenches not  
Upon our Fairefax, nay we find him hot,  
Even in the highest places of the field;  
Look as the Scythian Arar●s, with mild,  
With silent woollen feet, goes creeping on;  
And not the poorest whelk, or angry frown,  
Upon his gentle surface, till when penned,  
When shackled in the boisterous rocks, and rend  
Among the horns of fearful precipices;  
And then indeed he swells up, bellows, hisses,  
Turns into fatal whitle pools; yet again,  
As soon as once evaded, grows serene,  
And in the Champion mildly trends along;  
Such was his disposition. Nay how young,  
How tractable, how calm, yet nettled once,  
And over-roughly handled, his response  
Like flint, when iron-chidden, ready fire;  
And 
a A City of the Rhenish Palatinate, at the siege of which by Gonsales de C●rdua, captain Fairefax was first in unequal opposition wounded, and after slain by a Canonade.  Frankenthall, though long in poor attire  
Peeping, and muttering low from out the ground,  
Yet now bear up again; nor is thy wound  
So desperately deep, but he that brings  
Relief, and healing, underneath his wings;  
That never wants a Gilead full of balm,  
For his elect; shall turn thy woeful shawm,  
Into the merry pipe; ere long refine  
Thy sackcloth into beauty; Courage then,  
Bear up, I say; and even for justice sake,  
Here like a Trumpet lift thy voice, or speak  
Else in a louder key; thou witness wert  
Of his high thoughts, of his audacious mart;  
And fever-strook at the so dangerous quest,  
Thou saw'st when hand to hand, he fiercely pressed  
His strong immured foe; Those honoured wounds,  
From hence translating him, (while by their hounds  
So many like Actaeon eaten be,)  
Thou canst declaim; and lastly 'twas in thee,  
That he so fell asleep, and hence was borne,  
Like a well yielding shock of finest corn,  
Into the barn. Does every truth require  
Two or three witnesses? then what if here,  
I likewise reckon up th'encounter rough,  
The 
a Captain Cosmo Fernandes and Mr. john B●dels, who were their seconds, gave a very daring testimony of them both  combat he and Welby; but enough,  
Enough of this, and he that will report  
Such illegitimates, must do it tart,  
And cuttedly; then could I further tell,  
How this exasperated intershock, befell  
In their first tyrociny, even his bud  
But newly putting open, and conclude,  
But yet enough I say; for even the touch,  
The glance already given, imports so much;  
That envy still thy clack, detraction lay  
Thy hand upon thy mouth; and by the way,  
Having first interceded, with the great  
Redundance of a lofty youthful heat,  
For these delinquents, as a plea may slent  
The trespass somewhat off.—   

What virulent  
Above the gall of Asps, and crying sin,  
That Nero neucr dreamt of, Catiline  
Durst not have perpetrated, has been found  
By our late 
b Inventors of new and monstrous lusts.  Spinters, that we must compound  
For it, with such a sea of civil blood;  
Who has so cast the stone, like 
c These comfraters by the plot of Pallas were at the violent casting of a stone amongst them▪ ● embroiled into such a mutual▪ slaughter as became their overthrow.  Cadmus' brood,  
That now we reek with mutual slaughter; nay,  
Interpret civil sharp, for but to play,  
As 
d 2 Sam. 2. 14.  Abner heretofore. How do we dote  
Thus on the frenzy duel? but begot  
With Efts, and hideous Shriech owls, in the ruble  
Of heathenish amphitheatres; a stubble,  
Now valued corn; a carnage foisted in  
At first, but classic now, and thought to spin  
The web of honour. Say ye martial brood,  
What 
a He flew Toumnus, General ot the Tuscans, in single opposition.  Cossus, what 
b He won several military Crowns.  Dentatus e'er allowed  
This fury? here alas no Civic Crowns,  
No mural Trophies gotten; this renowns  
Nor with Ovatiou 
c These were for victories gotten without any grrat danger  Triumphs, nor with ●ich  

d Of Ferin, to carry; and being carried by the conqueror, as an offering to jupiter.  Feretrian spoils; let him that needs will pitch  
His Tents with Kedar, and perversely shed  
The blood of war in peace; that being led  
By savage custom, dare provoke the wrack  
Of an upbraiding conscience, with her black  
And broken slumbers, let him on; perhaps  
Heaven may be weary, or want thunderclaps;  
Or 
e Two hills of Thes●aly, which the old Giants projected to pile upon each other, till they scaled heaven.  Pel●on else piled upon 
f Two hills of Thes●aly, which the old Giants projected to pile upon each other, till they scaled heaven.  Ossa, may  
Conceal him and his red sins at the day  
Of judgement, let him on: but you that are  
The true Heroes, bravely bidding war  
As well to sin as Spain: you that in list  
Will be with Saints and Angels, under CHRIST  
Our * Princely Michael; O so learn to 
g Dan. 12. 1. Breaking of Artillery, is the planting or levelling of it.  broke  
The divine Cannon, that at length it shake  
This Moloch down, whose bloody rites so cry  
To heaven for vengeance; vent your courage high,  
Upon the general foe; lo then are scars  
The Trumpets of fame, and stick a man with stars,  
If thence brought off; by cartel ask repair,  
And in camp close, of such as quarrel dare  
Your harths, and consciences; when these shall threat,  
When these give on, then let your noble heat  
Disgusted be, then take the point; a vein  
If emptied thus upbraids not; to be slain  
With my dear Fairefax thus, is up to roll  
The corpse in Trophy-work, and gain the soul  
A palm in heaven.—   

In fine that I may do  
As Painters in their curious Portraits, who  
The face delineated, are wont in close  
To set the hand, charged with a book, a rose  
Or 
a The ring of many hoops, one of which we let hang as a remembrancer of any thing.  Sovenance; his open was, a bearing  
Of fair construction; a mysterious wearing  
The goods of fortune; and if such there be,  
Such 
b These were soldiers, holding what ere they could seize on to be good prize. Whence the word was after taken for a thief.  Brigands, as will shave, nay basely flea,  
The poor that fight for Zion; I, and this  
Even to the teeth of death, as if their peace  
Were made with him and hell; be Fairefax set  
As opposite to these, to flint, and jet,  
As snow and thistle-downa, whose open hand  
could manage thus (I say) and so befriend  
himself with our unrighteous Mammon here,  
And Critic what remains, but thus my rear  
Being brought up, now likewise thy reply  
Upon the premises? tell if mine eye▪  
Be 
c The Grae●● were said to have but one eye, which at home they laid by, only using it abroad: A tax laid upon such, as (neglecting their their own) are only busiein others actions.  Graeaen-like incurious, doffed at home,  
Pragmatical abroad; or there become  
Like eyes in water, doubling the dimension,  
Of weeds and pebbles; if my reprehension,  
Strain Gnats, or swallow Camels; then again  
Do thou the like, reporting not the main,  
By some peculiar rave; let not hate  
At random taken up, extenuate  
The worth of soldiers; passion so mis-leads,  
Prestigiats the senses so, that reeds  
Have been reported spears, 
a This at the Duke of Savoys onslaught upon Geneva, Sertes.  and trees for men;  
Collect thyself (I say;)—   

Nay rather then  
To mis-repute our Mars, the belts restore,  
The Medals, leases, 
b daniel's Chro. 40. & Heywards Ed. the 5. 114.  titles, heretofore,  
And (b) Feifs awarded him; and touching these,  
How often are they got by fucuses,  
By sin, and subtle artifice; the sly  
Tertullus Parrot-like, will clamber by  
His flattering beak; Seralio hopes to find  
A fortune, in his new made 
c Sports and wagers invented to win kisses.  Cinerind;  
I, such as are devoid of swink, and sweat,  
Whose Trophies but 
d Salmatida ●●olia: metaphorical borrowed of the ●̄ff●mīnat river Salmacis.  Salmatidan, why yet  
Are shuffled often into price and place;  
When if we shall annex the soldier's case,  
How sustinently prostrate at the 
e Coucher a l'enseigne de lesto●le, to lie without doors.  star,  
Does he chalk out his bed, nay make it there  
Amid the fiercest winter; who so driven  
With horrid industry, to combat, even  
The rivers, mountains, precipices, rocks,  
Meteors, and rigid airs; what inter-shocks  
Has he with hunger, thirst, contagion? here  
A mess of Spartan 
f Of this homely stuff see Plutareh in Lycurgus.  broth, is all his cheer,  
Or else a Dogs, or Ass' head, and bought  
At 
g Thus Tremelins renders it; which if the common Shekell be valued at 5 groats, comes to 6l: 13 s. 8 d.  eighty silver shekels; there for drought  
He like a 
h Being disproportionably hot by nature, it affects him to suck in the cool air.  Dragon yawns, and well the man  
Who from a course, a dirty 
i A drinking cup, so coloured that the eye could not distinguish of 〈◊〉 and muddy 〈◊〉 in it, and the grounds sticking fast upon the inward belly ribs thereof.  Cothon, can  
Relieve himself; what shall I say? his plant  
Is 
a Or little yellow milfoyle, in Latin Militaris her●a, because good to cure wounds.  Yarrow, sole for wounds; or we may grant  
Him the 
b The white Thistle, with which Charles the great used to cure his soldiers of the Pestilence, and therefore named thus, Quasi Carolina.  Carlina Thistle, to correct  
His rabious Fevers; nor must it deject  
The soldier, though surrounded with a rout  
Of cuttings, sear, pests; and when from out  
The hurlement of a well foughten-day,  
Some such as meritorious Fairesax, may  
Come off all pargetted with blood, and dust,  
All over grisly gules; will it be just  
To rank him with the former? must our blood  
Decried be to Zacheus bags? abrood  
Familiarly so spurious, so begot  
By forged cavillation? nay denote  
It with an omnious coal, the soldier's trade,  
Is like his Pike, so plain, and weltlesse made  
That each professed Immarinell, may bolt  
Himself out for a Tactick; and the Colt  
Of very 
c Marvins Maro.  Mordant, and Bucephalus,  
Thrasonickly be thundered, till he thus  
Encroach upon our bread.—   

That I propound  
It nearer yet to heart; behold a sound  
Of waters from the North; of many wrongs  
So palpable, that Mattan there oppugns  

d In our late Translations joshua, Zach. 3. 1.  Jehoscua daily; then again at home,  
Our 
e The united Provinces. ● jer. 46. 16.  Counter-skarp, our outer-works, have swom  
Even annually with slaughter; yet we press  
A flattering divination; may distress  
Ship into Britain? does she not reside  
Like (f) Carmel in the sea? and then so wried,  
So dreadful, are her many flaxen-wings,  
That not the fiercest 
a The Whale-fish. Psal. 148.  Dragon, but she brings  
At ease under her lee: thus heretofore,  
The covering 
b Ezek. 28. 24.  Cherub Tyrus, also bore  
Him high upon the like, yet emptied was  
Soon after from his vessel, made a place  
Of fishers and their nets; and thou that dost  
Secure thy Dortor so, if Neptune boast  
Him of our British 
c So named of the river Gauges inn Lycia, and only found there, and in Britain.  jet; or use to wear  
A Baldric of our 
d Of this see Tacitus in Agrîcola. 189.  Pearl about his bare  
And brawny loins, yet say, will this amount  
To side him always ours? was he not wont  
To waft the Dane, the Norman? and what are  
Our wooden walls, we sole to these refer  
The hope of Athens? how is man so skilled?  
Such an 
e Such a creature as lives indifferently either at Sea or Land, as the Otter, etc.  Amphibium, so to make us build  
Upon a single string? ay, this the case;  
Our Ancestors were daily biddeu base  
Within the heart of England; driven to fight  
Among their hearths, their temples, for the right  
Of their forefather's monuments, and bones;  
And Reader then resolve me, when the stones,  
The carved work, the polished corners, even  
Of our whole Church attempted are, and driven  
With fatal Axes, and with hammers at;  
Shall we so much (alas) disconsolate,  
Deject the 
f Our Mustermasters were now generally decried as illegal.  Veterane?—   

O that I might  
Respecting my peculiar, here recite  
Of a sad prenticeship, a ten years' toil  
In foreign Mars; the marrh of many a mile  
Begirt with scalding Iron; sickness, want,  
Expense of blood, as being conversant  
Oft with the King of 
a Job 18. 14.  terrors; nay from out  
His bitter grens, the very grave about  
To close upon me, yet recovered; so  
The shepherd sometimes takes a leg, or two,  
Or else perhaps some parcel of an ear,  
Eve from the Lion's mouth; I fain would here  
Like an Harpocrates immune my tongue,  
And such a note as this, were fitter sung  
Far off 〈◊〉 proxy; but alas my lot  
Has been so full of noise; that wonder not  
If thus I therefore interpose, with deep  
And many waters; furrows wide and steep,  
For Orthodox Religion; and when now  
The brawny keepers tremble, strong men bow,  
And clouds 
b Tremelius and I●niu● expound this of Catarrhs and Catoracts.  return after the rain; when these,  
With several almost 
c Diseases which dis-inable action.  Sontick grievances,  
Are come upon me●-like an armed man;  
And nor like 
d These at the intercession of jason and Hercules were restored from age to youth again.  Jolaus, or Aeson, can  
I moult the 
e Vernatio the cast skin of either snake or  Heckle of disabling eld;  
Alas the while, why should I be compelled  
Like 
f judges 17. 8. adder.  Micha's Levite, to go sojonrne there,  
Where I may find a place; but hollow fear,  
And how art thou so woobegone my soul?  
So troubled now within me? tush, let all  
The promontories, hills, and mountains vast,  
Be rudely from the centre torn, and tossed  
Far off to sea, yet this is my defence,  
It issues not by chance, but providence.  
After which interposed Parenthesis,  
I now again return to the milice,  
And Mille-toyle the soldier; farther still  
To press the consequents, the peace, the weal,  
At rough and bloody rates, by these inferred;  
Or if it seem perhaps too high, too hard,  
For my poor narrow faculties; implore  
We rather such a Muse, as being more  
Polite, and Classic, may with sail enough  
Bear up, and spoane it on, amid the zuffe  
Of meddling censure. Nay to further force  
Our present casting Anchor, lo the course,  
The rugged churl Orion, gotten eke  
High into Cancer, still denounces thick,  
Indomitable weather; therefore here  
From plying in the doubtful maine, I steer  
My weary bark to land.—   

If any yet  
Impose an Elegiac verse, be set  
In close of all, as even my rear of reers;  
Let him object, and say, what Panic fears,  
What decimation, or phlegraean war,  
So perpetrated, that we then demur  
Upon the bliss of Fairefax? is a weak  

a A timorous Commander under C●sar. See his Comment.  Causidius slain, or any such, as like  
The sinful Ephraimites, and carrying bows,  
Yet turn again in battle; Trent, and Owse,  
Are little for a pair of eyes to shed;  
But Fairefax in a storm of hissing lead,  
And Iron Cannonads, was gathered hence;  
His several wounds, (a precious inference,)  
Received in front, facing the foe; and thus,  
When such a soul evades her prisonhouse  
Of flesh and blood, the 
b An allusion to his Coat-armour, being Argent, a Lion rampant Sable, upon three bars geme●ur, gules.  Lion then indeed  
Triumphs above his Gemeu-bars, is freed  
From Trelisses, debrusing; sorrow here  
Were a flat Soelecisme; ungently were,  
To mingle Pinks, Carnations, july-flowers,  
Harvest with snow; or the prodigious showers  
Our black-thorn hatching: therefore hence enforce  
It far, and farther also; where some course  
Is rigoriously pursued by Nemesis,  
And even with all her snakes; Let us dimisse  
It far, and far I say; assevering  
Of holy Farefax, that where Angels sing,  
He now enjoys the kernel, omen, spirit,  
Of his prophetic Emblem; does inherit  
An endless requiem. And thus have I built  
His monument and mine, though not of guilt,  
And 
a Guterd or channeled.  chamfered Marble, yet of what may last,  
When Absoloms proud pillar lies defaced.    



Fame mounted on her nimble wing, as high  
As well she might, without impeachment by  
The Fiery heaven; and hartened on, with change  
Of wondrous Perspectius, 
* Engines as asistant to the hearing as ꝑspectives to the sight  Juvans-aur's strange;  
And other puissant engines: here employs  
Her Trumpets, her innumerous cares & eyes,  
Throughout our general hemisphere, to tell  
The strife of tongus; the joy the woc befell,  
When our supremest Egle-trussing chief,  
The great GUSTAVUS, of his massy life,  
Exanimated was▪ She ne'er has flown  
So high a pitch before, has never blown  
So discrepant a medley, with so clear  
A candour forth; so that Benvolio, here  
But listninge well, thou hast the distant, prime,  
Loud, several, clashinge passions of the tyme.     

THE EAGLE-TRUSSERS ELEGY, Or brief presented EULOGY, Of that Incomparable Generalissimo gustavus ADOLPHUS, The great King of SWEDEN, who in consequence to manifold and glorious Victories left his life also triumphantly and laureated, at the famous Battle of Lutzen, the sixth of November. Anno 1632.  
By G. T.  
London, Printed 1647.   

TO The Right Honourable, and my very good LORD, FERDIN ANDO LORD FAIREFAX Baron of CAMERONE.  
Right Honourable;  
THe Press being now to rectefie some pieces of mine, formerly mis-recorded, I have likewise added this old Elegy, and long racked up in darkness; dedicating it thus with all propriety, since as relating to that imcomparable HELD, GUSTAVUS ADOLPHUS, what name among all our modern Worthies, has so nearly followed, into the spur of his triumphant Chariot, as that my good Lord, which both yourself, and yours, have so brightened with many glorious successes. If either the stile be quarrelled, for high, and difficult; or perhaps the method, as over-fancied, and unusual; yet when to handle such a conquering, such a covering Cherub, what if invention strain somewhat beyond itself; nay though expressions also be strange, and even sometimes preposterous, yet was that labour improbus of the Latins, a very pathetical piece of rhetoric; and thus also was Godfrey of Bulleines mettle upon mettle, such an elegant soelicisme, as said him able to refine the most stain and, to the most honourable bearing. Let it not therefore intercept your favourable allowance, if I have taken an untrodden path, where the common road was disproportionable; and yet again, you may please to receive the tender graciously, as being free from all unworthy respects; and with much candour, intending only a discharge of that duty, which all good men owe your real nobleness; amongst whom, and such as shall ever aim at your commands, no one more affectionately desires to be listed, than  
Your Lordship's most humble Servant, GEORGE took.   

THE Eagle-trussers ELEGY.  

FAME.  
CAn Hamath then the great, and populous 
a Or Ale●andria.  No,  
Turn into rubble thus? must Eurus so  
With scattered nets of Caterpillets, sup  
The flower of Lebanon, and Bashan up?  
Is all our pomp, but straw and stubble, blown  
Before the wind; ye sons of men take down  
Your swelling sails, call laughter made, reply  
To joy what dost thou; howl, o howl ye high  
And mighty Cedars, knowing that your breath,  
Is transient also in your nostrils; Death,  
Implacably the fairest Eden turns  
A desolate wilderness, to powder churnes  
The most 
a See Ezek. 28. 14.  anointed Cherub; even our great  
Gustavus, how invictly whilom set  
On his high places, now again goes less,  
Acknowledging the worm his brother; this  
Victorious Machabeus, (had he been  
But a 
b I●a quasi l●agavus.  Macrobius, even a Constantine,  
It might have tropheed him,) this chosen shaft,  
In his illustrious range, surmounting oft  
The highest Eagle; he that measured hath  
The bridle of our bondage, tyrrannous Gath,  
And all her sisters, with a line of woe,  
To plunder and demolish; paining so  
The bitter rage, the famine, fire, slaught,  
In Heydleburge, and others; this devout  
Dread 
c In eight months he took in 80 Cities, Castles, and Sconces in Pomerland, and Mechlenbourg.  Poliorcetes, this high extolled,  
And eldest son of thunder, now is rolled  
Up in his leaden sheet; and here so loud,  
Oppugning, and tempestuous noises, crowd  
And clash together; such a storm of passions,  
Such worlds of 
d Plead, or orations.  Harangs, broken ejulations,  
Ignatian shoutings, 
e A kind of threatening clamour used by the Romans, when joining ●attell.  Barrits, burning vows;  
Even such a violent combustion ploughs  
The Welking, I can hardly keep my wing.  
To paraphrase the which, running this string  
A little descant.—   

Chorus. Hark how Futio cries  
Victoria, Horn is broken, Arnheim flies,  
The Saxonies comply not; Nay this fond  
Obstreperous blurt, will boast not having donned  
His armour, yet as loud, as if about  
To put it off; And then with many a shout  
At our disaster, irreligious God's,  
His nest of 
a Of this see fol. 40.  Brigands, his 
b A Brigade is a body more numerous than a Regiment, sometime as big as two:  Brigado, whets  
Again to blood and rapine; at whose din,  
Both 
c Two towns in Pomerland, which after the Citizens had first been tortered & ravished, were plundered and burnt by the Imperialists.  Vckermound, and Paswalck, peicing in,  
Solicit vengeance; this the Butcher, this  
The rigid Arab, sleepest thou Nemesis?  
These are the leeches daughters; then they shed  
Innumerous tears, without alas our dread,  
Alas our dead Adolphus; yet the while  
Are these again so shuffled, with a shrill,  
And crackling laughter, as some wilderness  
Of thorns were burning; 
d Monachum, or Combodunum, one of the neatest Cities of Germany, and appertaining to the Bavarian.  Munchum crying, thus,  
Thus would we have it; I, quoth 
e Angelostadium, or Auriapolis, one of the strongest pieces of Germany, where the jesuits have an Academy.  Ingolstadt,  
Now for your copper King; And hearest thou not,  
How furious a 
f The boisterous noise of Armies when in battle.  Vacarm is jointly made,  
By the fierce Saxon, the victorious Sweed,  
The Frank, the Finlander? even how they drown  
The world with clamour, make the champion groan  
Beneath their prauncing? hearest thou not, I say,  
What thundering Canonads, promiscuous bray  
Of rattling drums? or how the 
g A word of art used by the French for the sound of Trumpets.  Fanfars rage?  
Or how the Fifes? and than what store of fledge  
And whistling Lead, with on again, and charge,  
And justice, and Adolphus? or how large  
A throat, pragmatical Ignatius sets  
Wide open at it? or 
h The chief Commander of the Boars opposing the Evangelicalls.  Shwendy beats  
The livid air, with hubbubs?—   

Fame. I might style  
The lumber almost deaffing, like to Nile  
Among his Catadups, still adding that  
Of Scelestadt or Schlestadt, 
a Perhaps the correption of civitas-scelest●, and accordingly situate upon a river named iii.  situate  
With such a bitter brand, of Sainté-Vill',  
Eusebia, Urijburge, now so dreading ill  
To her municip laws; of 
b Colonel General of the Crabbats, or Croats, men of Croatia, the b being added for the fuller sound.  Isolaine  
With his Crabats, (or call them else unclean  
Devouring Harpies,) and a passionate rabble  
Of clamorous others, disproportionable  
To my discourse; besides, if weighing well  
The dreadful medley, what nefarious toil,  
May find a perfect, a continued Passion,  
Among these broken ends, with fit relation  
Claiming the Muses? so that I should here  
Be silencing abruptly, yet my dear  
Panaretus, must then thy bitter moan,  
Pass as a serpent over-glides a stone,  
And with no tract behind? why maugre all  
This strife of tongues, some lucid interval,  
May now and then perhaps, advantage us,  
With thee upon his estimate; and thus,  
(The noise even now relenting,) now thou criest,   

Come Death advance thee boldly, wherefore fleest 
Panar.   
Thou such a precious wretch? ay, now thy plaints  
Are luculent enough, imposing rents,  
Sackcloth, and dust, for beauty, derning up,  
Scarlet, and balm Nay with a tedious troop  
Of several prodigies, thou bid'st the rocks  
Dissolve like winter's Ice; with inter-shocks,  
The marine hills, and cliffs be tumbled o'er,  
Removing Sea-marks, puzzling all the shore  
With creeks, and Chersonesses; dost enjoin  
The 
c A Hill in Over-patz. out of which, th● Egar, the Menus, the Sala, and the Nabus, run four different ways.  Feichtelbourge, augment his weeping eyen  
To Poes', and Danubies; the Pyramid  
So valuing 
a This Tower is said to be 578 paces high.  Straesburgh, his aethereal head  
Be now shrunk in wi●h anguish; 
b A Lake in Gothi●, receiving into it 24 Rivers, and emptying them all at one mouth, with such a noise, that 'tis named the Devil's head.  Weret roar,  
As disimboging even an hundred more  
Than twenty rivers; Bid'st unrip the tiles  
Of sumptuous 
c An Hill in the City of Prague, built with many Noble men's houses.  Rachine, thatch now with quills  
Of wrathful Propentines, or pinions rather  
By Dragons moulted, and with many a feather  
Of rigorous 
d Alienum tolens, one of the Harpies.  Aéllo; dost condemn  
Her golden-fretted rooms to Ohim, Jim,  
jackals and Satyrs; Blendest all the stars  
With flaming 
e Properly such swords as have indented edges.  Vir●lets, with fiery spheres,  
Enjoining 
f Ziphii, blazing and bearded stars.  Xiphius, that his burning brand  
Anew he raging, further still protend  
To Diadems, and Sceptres; and that Sol  
Or doff his golden hair, or in a call  
Of sad and rusty vapours, wind it up,  
As relatives appertinent to the cup  
Of trembling given us; and with such a gross  
Of rigorous prodigies our sweden loss  
To suit and simboll. Then with hideous passion  
At the disaster; and in contemplation  
Of what may thence ensue, he bellows out,  
Alas, alas the while, what resolute  
Bonarges left us now, to counterpoise  
The fierce Gran-torto? he that so destroys  
Our Lambs, and Turtles, nay the very Kid  
While in his mother's milk; nay children hid  
Even in their tender 
g The skin in▪ which the child at his birth is wrapped.  Seconds; (O my soul,  
Oppose, abhor his secret.) Look when all  
A tedious Barnaby, the Wolf has lain  
In holts, and hollows, as the shades begin  
To lengthen out, to russet every light  
Discoloured object, throughly hunger-bit,  
He waxes gaunt and grim; and Sol once gone  
To the sea-shingle hence for pearl, upon  
His morrow-grasse to melt, rages, and raves,  
Barking at Cynthia, tearing open graves,  
And sheep coats; and with many a horrid prank,  
Frighting the Champion; such, and far more rank  
His rage has been; and among mountains rude,  
Of ashes, rubble, shattered spars, embrued  
With Rivulets of gore; lo where the broiled,  
And crumpled geniusses, of poor despoiled  

a Cities burned be the Imperials.  New-Brandenburge, of Tyrschin, Budin, Gartz,  
Infer as much. And thou regret of hearts,  
Dear 
b Al●●● Magde●●●urge, the City of Maidens  Parthenoplis, embroidered late  
With high and bossie work, of Temples great,  
Of aquaducts, of guilds, of bulwarks dread,  
Burses, and 
c Places appointed for trial of Masteries, especially shooting the word itself signifying agg●●●a▪ But.  Doels, and even as turreted  
As Berecynthia; how art thou become  
An empty piece in plano, but a room  
For moles, and worms to cast in? where alas  
Thy ruddy virgins now? where all the gross  
Of thy courageous youth, and those thy heads,  
So hatched with reverend silver? nay which breeds  
Excessive horror, even the sepulchres  
Of very 
d The marquis of Onspach and his Ancestors Tombs rifled by the Imperialists; who had done the like also to the Duke of Saxonies' Ancestors, if not diverte● by a ransom of 80000 Dollars.  Princes, girt with Iron bars,  
And Palezzadoes; built of massy, tough,  
And boisterous marble, yet are petty proof,  
Against his hungry clutches; O let all  
Such impious pillage, rankle into gall;  
Be like the gold of Tholouse, or the theft  
Of the 
e Such a Bird, as snatching meat from the Altar, carries a Coal with it to her nest.  Spinternix; but alas who left  
To serve this execution? our elate,  
Unparalleled Adolphus, knew to meat  
Him with the bread of tears; to hamper him,  
Sometime by force, anon by stratagem,  
In some disert unextricable net;  
Where like a savage Bull, he full of sweat,  
Of swarthy foam, of dirt, and ordure base,  
Lay stomackfully plunging; when alas  
Who now I say?—   

Fame. But here the general rout  
Complyes again, and in so vast a shout,  
With so much horror, rages even to heaven,  
Like twenty Babel's; that I must be driven  
To spar mine ear up, lest her silver drums,  
Be cracked, or rudely beaten out: Nor comes  
Now in my random, save a jangling farce  
Of mutes, and visibles; save to discourse,  
The miscellaneous, thwart imagery,  
That still Armado-like, within mine eye,  
Floats up and down; and with innumerous sorts  
Of postures, mines, pathetical deports,  
And ocular relations, up to dress  
This empty cha●me; yet as if all excess  
Employed inconstancy, the lumber here  
Declines already, seizing not mine ear  
With pristine horror; nay, as climbing up  
Ascents, and hills, abruptly often chop  
Into low valleys, now it sinks so much,  
That I return me to the further speech  
Of our Panaretus, Or wherefore dream  
I such an airy Castle, since for him,  
Lo where distended, at the rotren root  
Of an old doting Polland, breathing out  
His last he lies; nor flexible to speak,  
Save now and then Adolphus; or with weak,  
And fumbling voice, perhaps I know not what,  
Of death and Sweden; therefore here, my plot  
Must be to change the scene; I, I, so fails  
The wind in point, that we must veer our sails,  
And now make ready for another board;  
Hail the main boling there, I so, port hard;  
And sweetest Zephir, with propitious store  
Of fragrant breath, spur up our boat so door,  
So bright a pace, as Neptune also boast  
His Galaxia; for some other coast  
Bear up I say, and while we snugly run  
Thus on this second tack, behold how soon  
The virtuous 
a The word signifies one that has a shrill voice.  Calasaster, fully fraught  
With woeful thren's, and now already brought  
Under our lee, Pathetickly supplies  
Mine ear again; I hark how still he cries,   

Calas. Comes all our hope to this? and beating then  
His woeful breast, why lo the man of men,  
Even he whose goodness, in his greatness sat,  
Like Diamonds in gold; and where of late,  
So many mighty can allege but words;  
But Abraham was our father, or the birds,  
And empty beasts of Heralds; far beyond  
This shell of poor formality, was crowned  
With real nobleness; he that could do,  
What others but discourse; and oft as two  
Or three left Berries, may be found upon  
A gathered Olives upmost boughs, was one  
Of our best patterns, nay the most apmired  
Exemplar left us, is alas expired.  
O that some chambering Jezebel that toils  
In search of Philters, Culliss, and Oils,  
To polish off the skin, and cock the blood,  
Between him, and the dart of death had stood;  
Or some ignoble soothing Polype, who  
Can fit his foot still to the present shoe,  
How grossly patched; or death for him had met  
Some purple churl, or hideous monster, set  
Within the scorners chair; these are the thorns,  
The Bulls of Bashan, that with tyrannous horns,  
So daily charge us; if decorting these,  
We would have sung his dart, hung it with Bays,  
And Garlands; but alas the wicked, still  
Enlarge their lines; increase their households, till  
They be like flocks of sheep; are fully fed  
With milk and marrow; Jubal, and his seed,  
Engross the Lute, the Harp, they shine as stars  
Of the first magnitude: O what defers  
Vnevitable justice? where alas,  
In what untrodden rigid wilderness,  
What rough * Cerauniau hills, or sea unknown, 
Certain hills of Epirus much torn with thunder.   
Is all the thunder spent, there should be none,  
For such a base, licentious, execrable?  
But softly swift, how with this wicked rabble  
Art thou perverted thus? ay, hollow ho;  
And wherefore wretched Adam, runnest thou so  
Stiffnecked a rebellion? darest thou cope  
With him, to whom the Nations but a drop  
Are of a Bucket? shall what grass but grows  
Upon the house top, and with which who mows  
Fills not his hand, yet quarrel the decree,  
Of him that spans the heavens, and shuts the Sea  
Within his fist? shall weak inferior clay,  
Prescribe the freedom of the Potter? nay  
Of the Creator? Likewise what if here,  
The wicked often thrive, and houses rear  
Among their desolate places, till the measure  
Of sin be crying full, that they may treasure  
Wrath for the day of wrath? why but a while  
Attend the sequel, and behold they toil  
In dark, and slippery ways; thou shalt report  
Their bliss a hearth of thorns, whose shine is short,  
Whose crackling empty; or but in compare  
Like to some upland Torrent; and thus are  
The sudden brooks of desert Arabia,  
As soon again exhaled, fainting the dry  
Approaching Caravans. Retract I say;  
For though perhaps they bravely bustle may,  
And branch it here a while; yet when the morn,  
The resurrection comes, to precious corn,  
They shall be chaff and tares; then shall our high  
Gustavus▪ and such other zealots, fly 
See the Wisdom of Solomon, chapter 3. verse 7.   
To and again, and pass as smartly thorough,  
As sparks among the stubble; then to marrow  
With burning Seraphins, to be decored  
With glorious palms, and crowns, o hast the Lord,  
O bliss without a bothome!—   

Fame. Here again  
Our Calasaster swallowed in the sheen,  
Eternal glories, then to be revealed;  
Is so become extatically sealed  
In silence up, so passionately lies  
Oppressed and ravished; that it shall suffice,  
If leaving him, I rather now declaim  
The woeful 
a The word imports an upright and sincere person.  Degen heart; for though at 
b This was Wallenstein's Castle in Moravia.  Znaim,  
Imprisoned rigorously, his grief has yet  
Such a Cathedral voice, as at the grate  
I hear him cry,—   

Degen▪ heart. How are we now forlorn  
Beyond a comforter? how must I mourn  
Like a sad Harp, or loudly howling shawm,  
For his interment? he that tore the palm  
From all their glorious chiefs, our strength, our stay,  
Our royal Sweden gone? be this a day  
Of dread, of breaking down, of crying out  
To hills, and mountains; Who shall prosecute  
For any temper now? the rigid (shall,)  
The tyrrannous (must,) will now demolish all  
Our Aequilibrium. Now let 
c The Brandenbourgs chief city.  Berlin roar,  
And crudle all her faces milk, with store,  
Of brackish water-floods; and thou so toiled  
Obtrected 
d Or Segodunum, a famous Mart town of Germany, watered with the Peg●itz.  Norinberge, anoint the shield,  
Enrage thy Counter-scarp with Demi-Lun's,  
With sulphurous horn-works; then even he that runs  
May read thy peril 
e The Sa●o●● chief City.  Dresden, therefore call  
For Cement, Engineers, new make thy wall  
Of toughest Millstones; then invenome it  
With fiery 
f The cocks of pieces, so named of their serpentine crookedness●●  Serpentins, with infinite  
Both Drakes, and Colverins; see how he lays  
For novel Levies, traversing the ways  
Like a swift Dromedary; How recreuts  
His schattered train again, with bloody suits  
Of 
a Bohemians & Moravians.  Quad's, and Crabbats; now the rendezvous  
Is made at 
b Two passes between Prague and Saxony.  Luitmaritz; now Gallas shows  
Us all his angry teeth, marching the van,  
As far as 
c The second pass.  Ausig; while that counterpane  
Of Caesar's fury, that immense, renowned.  
Prodigious 
d Walstein, so named of his Dukall City, situate between Bohemia and L●satia.  Frid lander, begird arouned  
With Rodo-monds, 
e Such gentlemen of companies, as receive extraordinary pay.  Apointees, Reformad's,  

f The Spanish do extol their Cyds, as we our King Arthur or Guy of Waowick.  Cyds' 
g Such as are preferred to double pays.  Duplats, 
h Such as are both born and bred up in the wars.  Epigons, and other blades,  
Boasting their chain's, their leases, double pays;  
Their Belts, their medals, and the tortuous ways  
Of levying them, while this superlative  
Dictator seconds him; and then so drive  
Does 
i A Holsteiner, Field▪ Marshal to Walstein.  Hulk up with the rear, as must infer  
A crimson deluge; beat thy breast and roar,  
Unhappy 
k A City in the Palatinate.  Creutznach, now the noble blood  
Of valorous Craven and others, whilom shed  
Among thy breaches, issued was in vain;  
Will like the morning dew, be soon again  
Evaporated, leaving thee forlornn  
To thy late Iron furnace; mourn, o mourn  
Thou hopeful Miser 
l The chief Castle in Lypsi●●.  Pleysenbourge, be donned  
With ashes still, and many a weltering wound  
In stead of beauty; tush, his Cuyrassiers  
Will quaff up 
m Two rivers in Saxony.  Elve and Elster.—   

Fame. Here with tears  
While eke our Degen-heart is suffocate;  
Nor his huge Iron voice articulate,  
But thickly riveted with many a yell,  
A sigh, a sob, that hacks and mangles all  
He says to Nonsense; I must lightly fleck  
From hence again, declining him, to speak  
The mighty thoughts of 
a The flowerdeluce.  Iris; lo her head  
As tough and masculinely helmeted,  
As e'er Minerva's; and like her she hands  
A threatening spear; nor cravenly descends  
By sweden expiration to go less,  
And leave her wing; but roundly does profess  
The side of justice; Ganymedes bird  
Must render an aecount, for having stirred  
The coals so furiously; restore a throng  
Of glorious pennage, practically wrong  
From the pacific 
b The Haltion.  Authè, 
c The Redbreast.  Silvia sweet,  
The Dove, the 
d Alias Bird of Paradise; or as the word Manucodiat. signifies in the Moluccos language, the bird of God.  Manucodiat, with a flight  
Of others as deplumed.—   

Iris. Do do, recall  
Quoth this Virago, (gnashing therewithal  
Her angry teeth,) I, do but reckon up  
The times of yore, and many a dismal stoup  
Has this indomitable aery made,  
By many a Titian Vulture, many a glead,  
My breast dilacerating; on revenge,  
Hang out the bloody sur-coat; help us change  
Our Pikes, to stings implacable; I come,  
Anoint their heads, with fell 
e An herb used to poison arrow heads and darts.  Dorichneum;  
And then make ready there, advance the shot;  
So so, now charge him home; pour all your hot  
And hissing lead into his bosom; were  
But sweden Obits to be reckoned for;  
Why yet the dearest souls, and essences,  
Of manifold Republics, Cities, Princes,  
And mighty Monarches, in his bosom met  
Concentrically; made it their retreat,  
Their general subter-fuge; come then, arise  
Thou dread Adastria, draw thy blood shot eyes  
Upon this rigorous brood.—   

Fame. But here the late  
Impetuous lumber, does importunate  
Me deaf again; so like a multitude  
Of many raging waters, every loud,  
Each shriller accent drowning; that my verse,  
Must now become the second time, a fail  
Of mines, of postures, of dilacerate hair,  
Hangs wring, plaudits; many a passionate pair  
Of dissentaneous hands, promiscuously  
Clapping and wring. Now must the supply  
Be merely visibles; convitious mows,  
Breasts beaten, gaudy capers;—   

Chorus. At our woes,  
Lo there a sort of Drabblers, of 
a Of a Bidet, a small Nag opon which such horseman's boys use to follow their Masters.  Bedees',  
Cast up their caps, and leap, as if the breeze,  
The twinging breeze, here likewise had employed  
Their little Launcets; then within the wide,  
The roomthy terrace opposite, behold  
A pravity of monstrous, manifold,  
Crabats and Courtesans, so likewise set  
Upon the merry pin, and overheat  
With heady draughts, with brimmers overflowed,  
That wildly vapouring into scuffles, blood, 
c Bishop of Wortsbourg, and Duke of Franconia, driven out of his Country by the King of Sweden.   
And mutual slaughter; they reflect again  
The drunken Lapiths, and Centaurs, slain  
At Hypodamiaes wedding; Yonder look  
How passionate (b) Hasfelt bustles, up to stoke  
Whole forests into Bonfire; which as fast  
The 
a A country bordering upon the River maine, divided into several Earldoms.  Weteraws sad several Princes, hast  
To quench out with their tears. Nor these alone  
Dissolve so much, but see where 
b Bogislaus, than Duke of Stetin and Pome●e●.  Pomeren,  
And eke the 
c john Albert▪ then Duke of Mechlinbourges.  Mechlinbourger, and even swarms  
Of Lords, and Roytelets, are paying storms  
To sweden Obits; there behold again,  
A rabblement of shavelings tridentine,  
(Or we may call it Legion else as well,  
For they are many,) there (I say,) withal  
The gods of their Pantheon, high and low;  
Even all their Mametry, their Trinkets; how  
In a triumphant superstitious file,  
(As pleated as a hedge of thorns the while,  
And as extending,) how they roam about,  
(May we but guess by posture,) shrilling out  
Jô to mighty Walstein, who good man,  
While our Adolphus died a Laureate, ran  
Indeed most resolutely. Here aloft  
A most stupendious pile, whose airy shaft,  
May play with 
d One of the Canary Islands, in height unpaparaleled.  Tenerif, for pike, and place;  
Lo 
e The Emperor's chief Counsellor, Duke of Cruman.  Eggenbourg, in a Prospective-glass,  
Tooting at 
f Lord chancellor of Sweden.  Oxenstern: then have I found  
To lee-ward somewhat, 
g A Lieu-tenant colonel under the Swede, who running to the enemy, was employed by Tilly and the jesuits to murder him.  Quint and Atè wound  
In 
h The Jesuits personated by Laines.  Lainez arms; and now they part, and run  
Gesticulating wildly up and down,  
Like Dear before a tempest; now embrace,  
And newly hug each other; now they dress  
Their heads with Laurel, now they posting are  
Their many mandates up, for curious fare,  
For Pageants, Bonfires, Counduits running wine,  
Garment of Trophe-work, and every sign,  
Of an immeasured joy; to balance which,  
(And hail thou happy season ushering such  
A temper in,) mine eye has likewise spied  
Where in Campania 
a One of the just pretenders to the Dukedom of Saxony, extorted from his Ancestors by Charles the 5.  Weymer does divide  
His conquering gross, now being in the van,  
Now in the rear; and on a 
b A kind of extraordinary jennet, bred upon the Pirenean mountain.  Lavedan  
As Volteger as ever (c (Balius was,  
As ever 
c The horses of Ac●illes.  Xanthus; how from place to place  
He nimbly flies, demonstrating right hands  
Sent him from 
d Feild-Marshall under the Duke of Saxony.  Anheim; which so countermands  
The deaff'ning hurley, with a pang of hope  
Becalming some; so roughly swallowing up  
Some other in distrust, and sudden fear;  
That farewell Mutes and Visions, now mine ear  
Distinguishes again; and of the low  
Dejected residue, condoling so,  
So miser-made at sweden expiration,  
Nor to be comforted; does with the passion  
Of 
e Quasi Ware, or Waer-mond verum os. Tom Telltruth.  Pharamont present us, such an odd,  
A Mister wight, so blunt an Antipode  
To ruffling mischief; that behold his face  
All rig, and furrow; and his limbs alas  
So tentered out, and torn, with rods, with racks,  
Strappadoes, and the like, my bosom aches,  
And trembles at it; nay, though Pasher late  
Has rend him Sparrowmouthed with gagging, yet  
He still so lashes out, so renders truth  
In all her nakedness, that full of ruth;   

Phar. Is then, quoth he, our mightiest Sweden dead?  
On vengeance, on, or if thy feet be lead,  
Yet hast thou Iron hands; ye bloody crew,  
And of incestuous 
a A great fly of four wings, and among several vices, being an Emblem of over hot marriages, such as the Austri●… Princes use.  Hanit●ns; 'tis you,  
'Tis you that did it; if we may prevent  
Th'insidious brewing brothers, 
b Captain of a horse-troop. A joint conspirator with Quint, for the murder of Gustavus.  Baptist, Quint;  
Why yet fine force shall butcher him. O say,  
How being 
c The surname of the Austrian Emperors. See Verstig●….  Stock by surname, dost thou play  
The Stork thus in thy practice? is it not  
To hollow stocks and stones? thy thigh shall rot  
For this adultery; even it whelks away,  
And dwindles hence already, day by day  
Growing more dry, and barren; only sin  
So Wyer-drawes it out, our masculine,  
Our antler sins, prolong thee thus a while,  
As an expedient crucible, to boil,  
To calcinate us; and has now betrayed  
Our dearest Sweden; Sin I say has played  
This woeful Pageant, lo the flocks upon  
Our many several hills, are lately grown  
So course and nauseous, that we must be fed  
Or with exotic simples, or with kid  
Dressed in the mother's milk; nay many a meal  
Employs the greyest Amber; But o tell  
Thou soft Sir Lecker-beet, is then the Mars  
Incompt and rugged, with his 
d A na●●●s Catgrave has it, succeeding from the strength and valour of the old Earl of Ang●l●s●●▪  Taille-fers,  
Be these so mainly timbered? or may these  
A Peleus shield from hot Hypolites,  
And her obsequious grins? why then go seek  
For Sol in Tenarus, or snow where thick  

e Two of the Cylops.  Pirackmon, tawny Brontes, forge their hot  
Tempestuous Thunderbolts: No no, complot  
We temperance rather; let the cook, declined  
To such a Mors in Olla, who can find  
Unnatural births, luxurious 
a A French dish compounded of several ingredients minced together.  Haohes out,  
As Anah did his Mules; let him be brought  
At length upon the weights, and voided hence,  
Where 
b Who watered his garden herbs with wine and honey.  Aristoxenus at such expense  
His Lettuce waters, or Popea bright,  
And Cleopa●ra, quaff their exquisite,  
Their sumptuous Unions; I, we howl and roar,  
At sweden death, but let us sin no more,  
Our sin has slain him; and indeed is wrought  
To such an awlesse Belial, every draught  
Commits a several health; we look the wine  
For Caprials, and for Babies; then decline  
Our Virgin vows, with let Lyaus swell  
As Jordan does in harvest; when if well  
Observing the success, 'tis full of flaws;  
Of babbling, wrath, of wounds without a cause,  
Of Paliardise; and to bring up the rear  

c The drought after drunkenness, the afterthirst.  Eluchus turning, with a brand of fire  
Invades the 
d That part of the palate in which the taste remains.  Cepheline; Full happy thou  
Great Ah'suerus, and could we but plough  
Once with thy Heifer; if our sanctions were  
Like those of Medes, and Persians; to deter,  
To sear, to lance, to lop off, this would teach  
Us Hester also, where we now but reach  
To sensual 
e The word signifies drinking.  Vasti; but our Law's neglect,  
As Struthions do their eggs, or to be sucked  
By Foxes, Wolves, or trodden day by day,  
Among the feet of swine; I, let me say,  
Thrice happy Sweden, maugre all the rage  
Of our licentious Mars; who kept the sage  

f Temperate feasts, and void of excess.  Nephalia so precisely, clenching such  
Examples in us.—   

Fame. Hitherto the speech  
Of Pharamont distinct enough, and plain,  
Was now cut off, abruptly drowned again,  
By loud and squeling Claudia; one who late  
As stupidly benumbed, as muffled sat,  
As merkest midnight, or the quondam sire  
Of dying Ephigenia; but with ire,  
Her veil and precious tresses, (or be bold  
To call them braids, and bendelets of gold,)  
Now passionately rending, she replies,   

Claud. 'Tis true indeed, he has of all our eyes  
The comfort, the Collirium, even the breath  
Of all our nostrils; so the sons of Heth  
Oppugning, as might even applause infer  
Super-superlative: but then, O where  
The requisite return, and what the fruit  
Of his travel? all his resolute  
Assaults, and 
a Sudden inroads and incursions.  Alagarads? ' Buchadnezar  
The Babylonian, had for conquering Tyre,  
An Egypt given him, thou my dearest dread,  
Not a 
b A donative of studed buskins given to soldiers.  Clavarium, how exagited  
For truth, and justice; with the daily tort  
Of Sang-reall, Arbutus, Male-effort,  
How sore afflicted; Nay with urges more,  
When being trump, why yet cut off before  
The game were consummate; impelled away  
From such a door of hope, to be the prey  
Of death and darkness; so deserted is  
The splendid, the mellifluous 
c A river of Seithia, contaminated by the influx of a bitter riller.  Hypanis,  
To Vultures inqui●ations; tufted all  
With Necromantic herbs; and by the gall,  
The perbreak of Exampus, putrified  
From all his noblesse; thus I say decried,  
And like a thread of silver, rippled our,  
Among the puzzles, the portents, about  
Inclement Caucasus, O flow my tears,  
Deep calls to deep, and the most candid ears,  
Are deaf with water-spouts; I such as at  
The last grand Session, shall with heads elate,  
judge Men, and Angels; jeered as refuse are,  
Outed these terrene Chattels, to the bar  
Of tyranny convented oft, and slain  
All the day long; alas the while, in vain (wash  
They cleanse their hands, their hearts they bootless  
With innocence;—   

Pharam, But how it is thou rash  
Distempered woman, here quoth Pharamont,  
(Raising his voice again, how lately drowned,  
Above her clattering sharps;) thou wretch as lame,  
In thy deport, thy patience, as thy name;  
O how is it I say, thou dost so roar,  
So wildly kick like a rebellious Core  
Against the pricks? up up thou Libbard, up,  
Reform thy freckled hide; if Fuller's soap,  
(Some call it eke Cym●lian earth,) if this  
Wash not eff●…ually, take Herbe-a-gra●e,  
In peni●…tiall terres infusing it,  
And 'tis enough abstersive; makes as white  
As garden-Lilli●… Why the righteous here,  
Must weather many a bitter storm, and bear  
The parching heat, the burden of the day;  
Like Balsome-trees, and Larches, must display  
Their worth among their wounds; Look as the brave  
East-Indie-man, transpierces many a wave  
That Bandog-like assails him; nor declines  
His great intendment, for the torrid lines  
Malevolence, or doubling such extent  
Of many a fore-land, many a prominent,  
And tedious cape; till up at length he bear  
With Taprobane, or Java, taking there  
His precious lading in; such must they be  
Here under sail: And in this worldly sea  
If Serens tempt thee, these with upward fair,  
Are downward fish, an interdicted pair,  
A wicked miscelane; If perhaps withstood  
By tyrannous Whales, who tumble up the flood,  
And boil it like a Cauldron; or else runs  
Thy course, through 
a Burning seavers of Ca●….  Calentures, 
b The stormy North-east wind, Acts 27. 24.  Eur●●lidons,  
Or barking Scylla's, yet if knowledge steer,  
Zeal whistle in thy sails, thou snugly bear  
Shalt up despite of all; invictly stem  
The strongest setting tides; and leaving them,  
With the so tedious cape of hope, behind  
At length to lee-ward; for a terrene Ind,  
A place of fading merchandise, be fraight  
With matchless bliss, with an exceeding weight  
Of endless glory: And our royal Swede  
Exemplifies it, by the triple head  
Of Geryon, with his infinitely more,  
And as outrageous hands, as heretofore  
Briareus boasted of, though long beset;  
Yet bearing up into the very gate,  
Of all his foes; till lastly from a cloud  
Of radiant victories, and trophies, strowed  
Along the world; his spirit curried up  
To that divine.—   

Fame. But here the catadup  
Of noise again so passes all belief,   

Chorus. That lo Cleoritus to blaze grief,  
Stent●r his joy; lo how they swell, and stare,  
And with their straining shoot as red, as are  
The cheeks of Bacchanals; Nay further eke,  
See Bulbus-head the Boar, how Heyfer-like  
He wildly gambols, often howting out  
His brutish jollity the while no doubt,  
In that same savage note, by woodmen used  
Among their Deer, but all in a confused  
Obstreperous medley swallowed; Yonder then,  
(For I must slent of this same cha'me again,  
With mutes, and vision,) see where 
a Two Sycophants in chief favour with the Emperor Ferdinand.  Cremsmunster,  
And Trautmanstorfe, (in nature rigider,  
More Giant than in name;) see how they buzz,  
And croak in Caesar's ear, proscribing thus,  
Innumerous innocents'; And still so thwart,  
So crossly run the Dice, I must impart  
Upon another coast, the Turtle true,  
Fair Basilissa, weltering in a dew  
Of briny tears; even all her beauteous face,  
Besprent with water-gauls; and now alas,  
Which irks me deeply, lo she groans and grieves  
Herself into a swound; Now rede-viu's  
In ghastly manner, newly sinks away,  
Is daw'd again; woe worth the dismal day  
That I must leave her thus, for now that old  
Sexaginary (lately so befooled,  
To batter down his blood,) with many a band  
Chops-in between us; now they make a stand,  
And 
a At first an Engenier under Wallstein, after by degrees a colonel.  Farenbach, with other Leaders, join  
In Phirrick rounds; now with the Mattachine  
In armour jove it; now that fly of court,  
Prodigious 
b First a follower of the count of Hanaw, after employed to levy C●sa●s confiscations.  Ossa, tickling at the sport,  
In a deep eglett, of Corinthian Brass,  
Healths it to Caesar—   

Fame. But to touch and pass,  
To certify by sips, and transiently,  
Being my sole design; here passing by  
These lusty Lameches, and their gaudy scene;  
Chorus. See yonder also, near the mantling Rhe●e,  
How while Zelotes, goes about to stave  
The Heydlebourgers tun, as but a wave  
In our late shipwreck; see how Zuffenbeck  
The trouper, charges him with many a steek;  
While Grossendorst his brother, interimly  
Lies sucking at the spiget; next mine eye  
(No longer trading with so course a pair;)  
Among enumerous others, far and near  
Pressing for notice, singled has the bright  
Illustrious Clari-dame; and while a city  
Of abler pens, will yet supinely sleep,  
Fly silly Muse, canst thou not fly? then creep  
To do her service; this the royal Queen,  
Not broking up a momentany shine,  
From jewellers, and druggests, which at night  
Must be put off again; her red and white,  
Her jewels are so rich, so paragon,  
So deeply set, that doubly they renown  
Her to be radiant, as without, within;  
And like the robe, on both sides full of fine  
Discoloured needlework; so quondam voted  
To Jabins Sisera; yet to be noted  
With a black coal, such is the partial world,  
That while innumerous others, wear the purled  
Sweet buds of Roses, out alas her head  
With woeful Willough, Yew, and Cypress sad,  
Is tyraniz'd; I such the sober state  
Of flesh and blood, that all disconsolate,  
See how she folds her arms; now looks to heaven,  
As crying Lord alas, how was he given  
A prey into their teeth? now with a hand  
Exactly chambleted, and porselained  
With white and blue, her pen she does employ,  
To melt 〈◊〉 dread, her dearest Angli-roy,  
At the Ma●-●eu●; yet now again forbears,  
Because the paper suggish is with tearrs,  
And swallows all impression; now she goes  
To yonder Temple, with religious vows  
That she may deprecate our further harm,  
And close behind her, many a woeful swarm  
Of 
a One of the conclusions of Lipsich was that both Calvinists and Luther●…, to take away those distinctions kindling so much hatred should jointly be thus named.  Evangelicals; Now makes a stand,  
From several draughts, presented here to 〈◊〉 hand,  
Choosing his Ce●otaphiam.—   

Fame. I should still  
Enlarg me thus, and royalize my quill  
With more of her; but as Celestial news  
Here interposes, may perhaps excuse  
Myself a while; for yonder massy cloud,  
Giving such fire, (so doubtless) full of loud,  
And bellowing Meteors; lo how from between  
The darksome pleyts thereof, a Cherubin  
Now gently stoops, with healing on his wings,  
To poor Panaretus, by several pangs,  
And rigid passions, hewn so lately down  
Into the daze of death. The hideous swoon,  
Now in a clammy deal of mist and gum,  
Was setting both his eyes; an Icy cream,  
Remissely floating over all his face,  
Implacably protended; froze the pace  
His pulse so long had run, and every wheel  
Within him, now began to fur, and feel  
An earthy dulness; when behold (I say,)  
The starry leech, has with a fragrant May,  
This sad December outed; new has wound  
His pulse, and all his Organs up, as sound,  
As strong, as high, as ever; So the snake,  
His slough, his heckle moults, his ancient beak,  
The royal Eagle. After whose recover,  
Lo how the glorious post does backward hover,  
In boughts, and windlaces; nay with a point  
Now made again, into the fable tent,  
From whence his stooping; has entirely dashed  
All our clamitants; and all abashed,  
Lo how they trembling stand, and full of fire,  
Shot (as it seems) from many a sulphurous tire  
Of the Celestial Cannon; Which in fine  
Or being cloyed, or moulted else again  
To their first principles; about mine ear,  
Insist (I say,) our Redevivus here,  
One coming from the dead, may presuppose  
The noblest demonstrations; On with those  
Thy scattered Elegiacks, do, proceed;  
No Dog now moves his tongue, the broken reed,  
The poor Panaretus, in such a glade,  
So whist a silence, doubtless may persuade  
Incomparable Rights, and Exequys,  
To sweden hearse. And hark, how loud he cries;  
How lamentably loud!—   

Panar. Alas for him,  
Who like a brave Alcides, could esteem  
It all his bliss, to roam about the world,  
Confounding Monsters, buffeting the curled  
Presumptuous brows of Tyrants; Why but search  
His general conduct, his victorious march;  
And when at 
a Two Islands in the Baltrek Sea, near to Stralesundt.  Usedoome, Rugen, (two of those  
Prodigious quarrels, that Aegeon chose  
Of yore to shoot at heaven,) when there he drew  
His active heat, 
b General of the Imperial forces in Pomerland at the King of sweden arrival.  Torquato Conty flew  
(Enduring not the test,) to sudden air;  
Nay, daring Papenheym, Hnlke, Altringer  
So great a Master both of Pike and pen,  
Nay tyrannous Tscherclaes', Gallas, Wallensteine  
That great Dictator, shining all how bright,  
Yet as inferior Planets, lost their light  
At sweden Heliack rising. All their ways  
Were deep and furious, as the northwest Seas,  
And full of grisly shapes; of Morses, Whales,  
Grim unicorns with Adamantine scales;  
And horrid Grampusses: yet our August  
Adolphus, knew to baffle their so vast  
Insidious heat, their knittest practices  
To ravel out; Or wherefore name I these?  
Since from our present age's height, survey  
But that behind thee; search but far away,  
Where all the hills, and steeple-tops, are clad  
With bluish Landschap; but where Elis stood,  
(Even at the furthest t'other end of time,)  
Or Troy, or Sparta; and behold their prime  
High-writ Heroes, came no nearer to  
His celsitude, then rough-hewen models do  
Their Archetip's; then does the Belgic card  
A Lion fierce, or Italy compared  
With a neat timbered leg. And this the Chief,  
Whose late decease, (what have I said? come grief,  
Come desolation, come,) even whose decease,  
Has deeply drenched us in the wretchedness  
Of many waters; now the bread of tears  
Must be our daily food; our sauce, the jeers  
And taunts of them without. Alas alas,  
What gloomy tropes, what lamentable dress  
Of several figures, may declaim our low  
Precipitate condition? Now, o now,  
Let squalid Pisces, and Aquarius reign;  
And all the racks conjointly drive amain,  
From south, and south-south-east; making the clung;  
The toughest seasoned timber, the most strong,  
And rankest Marble; or else further yet,  
Even flint, and Ironstone, dissolve and sweat,  
Be full of drops and tears; a compliment  
Yet poor and flat, of far inferior hint  
To the diaster; out alas my head,  
My heart, my heart, why even the sovereign Swede,  
The covering 
* See the Epist. Dedicatory.  HELD, the Lion of the North,  
That quintessence of Kings, is battered forth  
His wondrous conduct. Let the Trumpet rend  
Itself with ghastly groans; the Drum descend,  
And languish from his metteled ruff, and roll,  
To a dead march;—   

Fame. ay, quoth the heavenly soul,  
The dear 
a Puella Caelestis.  Amalaswentha by him set,  
Nor longer keeping silence.—   

Amal, Let, o let,  
Our Volies so consolidately dressed  
With Muskitads, with many a boisterous breast  
Of Colverin, and Cannon, at the stress  
That hills and regions tremble, throughly press  
How dear we held him; so condensly choke  
The sky with pillars, curls, and clouds of smoke,  
That by producing thunder, may with vast  
Outrageous cracks, and roar, on the last  
Stretch our obsequious farewell, to the slain,  
Unparalleled, undaunted,—   

Fame. I and then  
Quoth our P●naretus, as passionately  
Here piecing with her.—   

Panar. ay, and then quoth he, 
b Of this hill see fol. 54.   
Ye (a) Phytelburgen echoes, near distraught  
With the prodigious noise; so tenter-out  
Your clamorous voices, bounding it in gross  
Up to the Graian Alps, that also those  
Your susters there, may with their mighty throats,  
Transport it over to the hollow grots,  
And brows of 
a A hill in Thracia, six miles high.  Hemus; and so taking post  
By shady 
b A hill in Thesaly.  Pelion, to the forked crest  
Of widely sung Olympus; being still  
Thus dictated, I say, from hill to hill;  
Our wondrous volleys, at the length may seize  
Extended Taurus, that Metropolis  
Of resonancies; and in savage dens,  
Deep foggy Cisterns, hollow woods, and glins;  
Among unhaunted mossy Rifts, and Rocks,  
And ragged precipices; even where flocks,  
Nay worlds of shrill promiscuous echoes, may  
So farther thicken, reboat, and bray,  
The hideous din; that like a torrent fierce,  
Still rushing on, the spacious universe,  
From Ind to frozen Thuly, with sonore,  
And vast expressions, never known before,  
Solemnize an interment so replete,  
With hideous consequents.—   

Amal. Even a defeat  
Replies Amalaswenth ', so grimly checking,  
Nay Mating Millions; Look as at the breaking  
Of some extended broach, or beetle-brow,  
From hoary Caucasus; observe but how  
While headlong often grazing here and there,  
It rends and furrows up, both bush, and briar;  
Both branch and blade, embarking multitudes  
In the Mal-heur; thus omniously bodes  
Our sweden expiration; thus, o thus,  
In gulfs of grief, as broad as bottomless,  
Implunging infinites. O that the womb  
Had smothered me before my birth, in dumb  
And silent darkness; now the glorious face  
Of our design, shall dwindle in disgrace,  
And gather blackness. Come come, let us fly  
My dear Panaretus; me thinks I see  
The Relics of our butchered Saints; as thrown  
And exprobately scambled up and down,  
As chips at cutting wood.—   

Fame, With fell affright,  
The Roses in her face, now Lily white  
Began to languish, and she startled up  
Distractedly; her anker-hold, her hope  
Now drove amain; when lo Panaretus  
In sweet and precious compellations, thus  
rejoins with her anew:—   

Panar. By'r tell me then,  
Shall such a man as I, turn back again  
Leaving the Plough; shall we that reckoned are  
For beams, and pillars, of the Military,  
And Orthodoxal Church, ignobly swerve,  
Moulder, and leave it thus? why but observe,  
And he that sows in rivulets of tears,  
Shall after reap in joy; who weeping bears  
His precious seed, and thus in season out,  
Shall doubtless come again, and with the shout  
Of those in harvest, bring with him his sheaves;  
Retract, retract I say, o how it grieves  
Me for thy fear, thy fall; collect thyself▪  
And let us bravely sink both sirt, and shelf,  
Impatience pre-supposing; steeple-deep  
In the springtide of zeal.—   

Fame. Here began she weep,  
And chatter like a Crane, hiding her head  
In a black Cypress Wimple; while the sad  
Panaretus, pitching his eyes a'spar  
Upon the ground, does intr'imly prefer  
A Scene of silence; giving so much line  
To recollection, and the discipline,  
Of sundry second thoughts; that as the fruit,  
The sequel, of this intermitted mute  
Parenthesis, from her dejected stoup,  
See now at retrieve, how she heighthens up,  
Gathers, and grows again; her beamy brow  
Late in a Cypress Lantern muffled, now  
Shines as of yore; and every principle  
Of holiness, erewhile within her soul,  
Remissely drooping; rouses now again,  
And like a Giant wheu refreshed with wine,  
In her so strongly races, reigns so clear;  
That even become as brave and bold, as e'er  
The wife of 
a Or Deb●ra●, see jugd. 4. 4.  Lapydoth, her fiery zeal  
Thus vents itself.— 
One bound up in Cerecloth, like the staff of a torch, and in other such materials, stiffened with wax, and fired at the bottom with brush and dry twigs: in Latin Sarmenta.    

Amal. O how do we reveal  
Our sexes many weaknesses, and wounds;  
Yet so the good Samaritan infunds  
His sovereign Wine, and Oil; that now, go to,  
Bring forth the rods, the beasts, the wheels, I do;  
Now sear, and cut, and kill; let me be made  
A lighted torch, a Sarmentarian sad,  
At Rome night-revells; do do, string your whips  
With Scorpions, Asps, or somewhat that out strips  
Their venom far; I, bring the fury-full  
Busirian horses, the Per●llan Bull,  
Or exquisiter torments, yet my trust,  
My treasure there is laid, where neither rust,  
Nor moth, nor thief, nor tyrant,   

Panar. Glorious dame,  
Virago-royall: the diviner flame  
That on thee so much fortitude confers,  
Establish it relentless, as the bars  
Of an imperial Palace; never time  
More pressing then the present, of so grim,  
Precipitate condition; And awake  
Thou right hand of the Lord, up up, and take  
Thy former strength again; why dost not thou  
Turn Moab to thy wash-pot? cast thy shoe  
Out over Edom? Fast their Princes make  
In links of Iron; and their Nobles break  
Like to the Po●trs vessel▪ Up I ●ay,  
And bore thine arm again, as in the day  
Of z●● and Or●●, o● of those that had  
Their punishment at En●or, and were made  
Like dung upon the earth; Was it not thou?  
Of yore by whom the H●●sits, even a few  
Derided silly 
a Hu●… in the B●… signifies a Goo●●.  Geese, (though in their head  
But a blind ziska; baffled so the spread  
Presumptuous Eagle, and her several young,  
How sharp their poun●●s▪ and another strong  
Assertion of thy valiance, was it not  
Thy dexterous managing our pike, and shot,  
That when the spanish Charles, was lately grown  
So high and supercilious, melted down  
His pertinacy, worsting him to fly  
In rain, and darkness, precipitiously  
Among the ragged mountains? take o take  
Thy former strength again, awake awake,  
And busk thyself to battle; thou alone  
Maugre his furious brand, hast lately slain  
The giant 
a Count of Till Lieut. General to the Duke of ●●varia.  Tscherclaes'; and 'twas thou that didst  
That Rodomont the 
b The ducal title of Walstein.  Fridlander, amidst  
His iron men defeat; o show thy power,  
Thou art our fort, our moat, our countermure,  
Our total confidence;—   

Fame. But halloe, here  
The deaff'ning tempest, does again so rear  
Itself, in monstrous pillars interwound;  
A thousand Drums (d) pirading, might be drowned 
c A setting the watch, an uniting of many companies into an entire gross.   
And swallowed in't; I, such the noise, so fell,  
As tozes all the Welkin, makes it boil,  
Like Ointment in a pot; What shall I say,  
Alas my wings so palpably decay,  
So fiercely ruffled are, and raveled out,  
In the combustion, that I much misdoubt  
Some cross Catastrophe; and by fine force  
If beaten from my pitch, shall but disperse,  
For a redundant, Elephantine book,  
These petty fragments; o, the furious shock,  
The horrible disgust! Farewell, farewell;  
My perspectives, my wings, are with so fell  
Distraction tugged and wearied; all my dress,  
So puzzled is, and shattered, with the stress  
Of many furious Typhons; that unfit  
To weather out the work, I here submit:  
Descending back, to prompt the bustling brothers,  
Nat' Butter, Gallobelgicus, and others.    

Annae-Dicata, OR, A miscelaine of some different canzonets, dedicated to the memory of my deceased, very Dear Wife, ANNA took, of Beer   


Loves labour lost.  

ALas how often by some Rillets side,  
With heavy bosom have I trod the Meads,  
And finding them with grass and Christial beads  
So trimly clustered, thus began to chide:  
Ye want nor dew to fledge your verdant quills,  
Nor western wind to fan the Summer's heat:  
Shoots not the Soil from yond superior hills,  
To make your clovers fragrant, and complete?  
With store of sovereign blooms are ye not dressed,  
And studded thick? or does not many a Swan,  
And many a naiad, that even ravish can  
With precious modulations, speak you blest?  
But than what makes such store of Willough here?  
Why foster ye this badge of discontent?  
Me thinks you should some nobler Pendant wear,  
The Palm, fat Olive, or the Laurel Gent':  
I say, since happy, and so highly blest,  
Me thinks ye should converse with plants of grace;  
And like a Lady tricking up her face,  
With Pearls and Rubies be, not pebbles dressed.  
Fie, fie, dismiss this Livery forlorn,  
Confine it to some craggy mountain top,  
Or barren Desert, where it may be worn  
With more propriety; or since my hope  
In Seas of sad despair is tossed and torn,   

And daily drenched with many a rigid billow,  
Pass it to me; give me your woeful Willough.    

The Redundant Lover.  
Dear, since we parted, never did I see  
A beauteous Summer fly, or fancy pied,  
Or garden-bed, or Plume, or Picture, died  
With daint●er colours, but I thought on thee.  
I never heard a more melodious note,  
Attained a delicater touch, or aught  
Of better worth; but 'twas a present quote  
Of thy perfection, thou wert in my thought.  
Nay since familiar to remember things  
By contraries, by black, white; Saints, by Devils:  
To this end have I even made use of evils;  
And to my mind each loathsome object brings  
Thy purity; dearest my loves intention,  
Makes every thing that is, to make thy mention.   

Of the Common-Law.  

THE Law, like Aesop, in exterior show 
Of the Common-Law.   
Is harsh and homely; but each man inclined  
Laboriously to sift it, till he know  
With what delight, the inner side is lined;  
Will vouch it pleasing is, was Esop's mind:   

'Tis sweet, but does in rugged phrases dwell,  
'Tis like a Pearl, hid in an Oystershell.    

The Pious Turtles.  
DId Heaven but gently to my wish reply,  
Lo thus would we converse my lovely dear;  
I say thus would we live while being here;  
And when to part from hence, thus would we die.  
Upon some shady, sandy, higher ground,  
Where the sweet birds should warbling music give,  
And at whose foot some pittering Rillet wound,  
Like Baucis and Philemo● would we live.  
Our clothing should be warm, and new, and neat,  
Not costly, nor too curious; and our diet,  
Though plentiful and good, yet free from riot;  
Nor adding thirst to drink, nor lust to meat.  
No viperous envy, nor ambitious dreams,  
No care to pay some griping Landlord rend,  
No clamerous wealth, of many ploughs and teams,  
Should interrupt the calm of our content.  
Our handy labour should be sole addressed  
To the well husbanding of Hops, and Bees:  
Or to some Orchard, where the fruitful trees  
Strove which should yield the most, and which the best.  
Nay borne by faith upon her lofty wings,  
We would beyond this under earth endeavour,  
Conversing with divine invisible things;  
Living and loving so, we might live ever;  
And when death came at length, to play his prize;  
Depart in peace, closing each others eyes.   

Love and Counsel  

THou youthful art, and fair; well clad, and fed,  
And flattered too no doubt: yet dear be sure,  
That these inducements make thee not secure;  
For with thy birth, thy death was also bred.  
Thy birth infers thy burial; all the space  
A mortal does above the ground converse,  
He does but climb his execution place;  
'Tis but a lingering passage to his hearse.  
Observe a skull, out at whose rotten ports  
The worms hang down, and in a hundred year,  
Such as that is, shall thou and I appear;  
Cold, darkness, silence, must our sole consorts,   

And the raw worms our richest earings be,  
Which I entreat remember well, and me.    

The Heavenly Climax.  
MY lovely dearest, when I but survey  
The curious building of thy house of clay,  
The music of it, and contend the while,  
Who 'tis that dwells in such a precious pile;  
I find a soul so nobly there discoursing;  
Distributing so virtually her powers,  
That strait it leads me to that Lord of ours;  
Such strange invisible mysteries enforcing:  
And I conclude, if on the centre base,  
Such goodness, such perfection he discloses,  
How is the circle then adorned, the place  
Where he upon his heavenly throne reposes?  
Or how is he himself both good, and great,  
That when they were not, gave all these a making;  
That being, gives them order; nor forsaking  
His Creatures, keeps both it and them complete.  
And then in contemplation of so vast  
A world of wonders, here again I rouse  
My spirit near confounded, and in haste,  
Falling full lowly prostrate, pay my vows.   

Of Friends and Friendship.  
AS Dice run most by pairs, and shun excess▪  
So few friends love best, when more, love less.  
Friendship like Gold, too thin when beaten forth,  
Becomes less active, weakens in the worth.  
As Dice though white, their foul spots cannot lack:  
So friends, in friends, must wink at faults though black.  
They must again nor sly Bar-cater-treyes,  
Nor Fullomes be, to win thy wicked ways;  
But fairly run, be quadrat, and sincere,  
And still the same; swayed nor by hope, nor fear.  
As Sice-ace thrown are friends still as before,  
So friends though rich, must still love friends though poor;  
This world to no such certainty advances,  
But there may come a cast may change their chances;  
They must conclude their state here like the Dice,  
Where now the Sice is Ace, now Ace the Sice:  
And thus the deadliest Drug, and justly hated,  
May yet turn cordial, if but calcinated,   

Custom discarded.  
WE are at play, and Gamesters till our grave●  
Our Saints, and Sabaths, are like Queens an  
The rest with Martha, do but many things: (Kings  
Only our Wakes, and Markets, play the knaves.  
Time is the pack, our days are several cards,  
And Custom a groome-porter void of shame,  
A reverend hoary Rook (forsooth) awards,  
That his Tradition must command our game.  
Custom (I say) more grey by far than wise,  
Thus cheats us in our play my lovely dear:  
But let us cautive be at length, and bear  
Room of this current, crossing common guise.  
Let us at length our Sabaths so dispend,  
That piercing farther than the formal skin  
Of shifting suits, and Linen; they contend  
To be Religious, glorious eke within.  
At length our mirth so manage, and employ,  
That as each earthly fire with swift ascent,  
Moves to his upper proper Element:  
This also may relate to heavenly joy.  
Let not our balance, not our bargains, know  
Or knave, or false five-finger; to divine  
Of wealth by these attained, it melts like snow:  
Leaving the place all dirt, where it has lain.  
Let us each card, even every common day,  
So cautively dispose, that all our weeks,  
Abound with sacred Murnivalls and Gleeks;  
So dearest we shall purchase by our play  
And though convicious custom, seeks to cheat,  
And slily rook it, win both game and set.   

Of Affliction.  
THe Cross is both a step dame, and a mother;  
Some men it kills, and some again it cures:  
Like fire it some consumes, it purges other;  
Full often ill, and well full oft enures.  
A righteous man that does affliction meet,  
Moulds into his foil, gives fairer fire;  
Makes it his rise, his wing to help him higher;  
So Spices when most beaten, are most sweet.  
Again, the ruffling height of weaker souls,  
It tempers sweetly; cuts the comb of pride,  
That else would soon be perking; only fools  
Are still the same in many a Mortar brayed:  
And by such iron pestles, as will grind  
Them small at length, as dust before the wind.   

Funeral Tears.  
I Had my t'other half, and 'twas as white  
As Miniver, or Snow, before it light  
Upon the ground; so neat in every part,  
And then withal charessing so my heart,  
That now I neither envied Crassus' gold,  
Nor Cossus garlands; with so wanyfold  
Importancies enabling me, that now  
I had a pair of hearts, my hands but two,  
Were multiplied to four, likewise my feet,  
Such Alter-Idems turning; of so knit  
Commist a fellow-feeling, no disease,  
Could either single toe, or fingar seize,  
But all were sufferers. Then could I vaunt  
Of likewise doubly five concomitant,  
As brisk, and active senses; nay my soul  
So doubled was, and in a word, even all  
My trim at large, that now I could discourse,  
Urge pro and con, communicate, converse,  
All with my double self; nor knew the fell  
Extent of solitude. Even strange to tell,  
I now so clung an Individium was,  
So fix at home, and yet so bivious  
At the same time, and far abroad; that now,  
While ranging with my hounds, or with my plough,  
In the circumference; yet was I still  
At home upon my centre; could be while  
At 
* The ●●me of my Mansion house.  Popes, likewise at Paris. To proceed,  
So beneficial was my being tied  
In Hymen's rosy bands, that now my hope  
Was propagation, and the rearing up  
A Tree of such Descendants; so replete  
With commendable fruit, as should relate  
My Name beyond mine Urn. Lo this the trance,  
The whilom portion, did so high advance,  
Damask and dress my cup; thus was I clad,  
In gold and sca●let. but now sit full sad  
Upon the Dunghill; death implacable,  
Has with the sorrows of unhappy sable  
So roughly hampered me; that my recruits,  
Conspicuous increments, and double suits,  
Being deducted; npw I dwindled am  
To poor again, and single; to become  
Half under ground; where rest thyself in peace,  
My dearest t'other part; o rest, and cease  
From all thy terrene labours, with a guard  
Of blessed Angels, keeping watch and ward,  
About thee constantly; and when my pulse  
(So wound up in the womb, by that excelse  
Celestial Architect,) the tale has run  
Of minutes here in charge; has fully spun  
Of Clotho's Distaff; be my relics laid,  
So near to thine, that withered when, and dried,  
From moist and viscuous; even our crumbling dust,  
May blend promiscuously: till when the just  
Shine as the Firmament, and having turned  
Many to righteousness, are as 〈◊〉,  
As glorious as the stars; we rise anew,  
(By that omnipotence that can subdue  
All things unto itself) as heretofore,  
And ere our love dissevered; rendering store  
Of humble and eternal praise, to him  
That sits upon the Throne, and to the Lamb.   

A MEDITATION UPON The Decease of those truly Noble LORDS under-named.  
So so, let Babel, Edom, shoot like those  
In Harvest at our loss▪ with mocks and mows,  
Tell it in Gath; thus adding deep, to deep,  
Wormwood to bitterness; yet God will keep  
His darling from the Dog, can out of stones  
Raise Abraham children. he that interpones  
So for his Church, though Dorcet, Hamilton,  
Southampton, Oxford, and Belfast, be gone  
The way of flesh and blood, will sooner yet  
His covenant with day and night forget,  
Th●… sail to Zion; not the squallidest  
Sea-monsters, but they gently draw the breast●…,  
Suckling their young; or if a mother can  
Forget her child, yet God is love in grain;  
Will vindicate his Turtledove, nay cover  
Her wings with silver, and her feathers over  
With yellow Gold. Nor Babel be so perk,  
At some thus of the Temples carved work,  
For sin deducted us; we but with rods,  
Thou shalt be whipped with Scorpions; and in God's  
Right hand there is a cup, the dregs whereof  
Shall be thy portion; Ahabs Ivory roof,  
And even the 
a Ezekiel 27. 11.  Tyrean Turrets, built so high,  
That Eagles at a lower random fly,  
And the Goliahs there in Sentinel,  
Are lessened even to (a) Gammadims; must feel  
His line of vengeance, who could so divide  
Our Succoth, meet our Schechem: and o ride  
On prosperously, thou fairer far than men;  
Girding thy sword thus, for thy right hand, then  
Shall teach thee terrible things; shall thresh the horns  
Of our fierce Bullocks, rabbid Unicorns,  
Like Wheat of Madmanah. Ride on, ride on,  
Strengthening the feeble knees, and every bone,  
That thou hast broken; still they shake the head,  
Cry so so would we have it, eat like bread  
Thy people up; and then the late decease  
Of these heroic Lords, diruted has  
As many of our Bars, has made our breach  
More desperate; o be gracious then, and reach  
Thy sovereign flagons; let no clouds return  
After the rain; and for the stakes outworn  
Thus in the service of thy Tabeenacle,  
Distribute thousands; Bless, o bless the tackle  
Of thy poor labouring Ark, and crown her toil,  
With Arrarat, and her high places; while  
Our mighty Hunters, despicably melt  
Like fat of Lambs, or be like water spilt,  
Nor to be gathered up again; else will  
Thine enemies blaspheme, upbraiding still  
The promise of his coming; I, and say  
To day shall jove it, as did yesterday,  
And in far greater measure; bow thine ear,  
Thou good and glorious Cherub-rider, hear,  
And answer us; how long? how long o Lord?  
O bare thine arm again, and draw thy sword.   

A RELATION Of the Tempest dispersing us in the Bay of BISCAY, at our unfortunate Voyage towards Cales Males, An. 1625.  
THe general hemisphere was thick, was all  
In sullen ash-colour; when strait a shoal  
Of ominous Pork-pisces, drove through the fleet:  
And the fierce Ruffian Boreas, swore it meet,  
Each sail should strike; owning th' Atlantic main  
Likewife in sovereignty: then issued rain,  
The wind grew ●…st'rous, sea began to roar  
Like a lugged monster, to disclose a sour  
Outrageous surface; and where other nights,  
The mantling billow shone but Chrysolites;  
But sole with spangs and gliding lights, enchased  
The gentler wave: now as an army vast,  
About us quartered lay, our general ken  
Was full of horrid fire, the fretful brine,  
Upon a thousand mountains, far and near,  
Like burning beacons hung; and every where  
So much combustion, that benevolent  

a A Poetical Seanymph, so named, a placandis fluctihus.  Cymodocé, for very anguish, rend  
Her sea-green hair; nor any 
b Sea-calves.  Phocè wild, 
● Vide fol.   
No savadgest (b) Amphibium, but impelled  
With horror, fled a shore: no boisterous Whale,  
Incorrigible 
d A horrible fish, enemy to the Whale, so called, as Mi●sheu says, ab Orcadibus insulis ubi maxime vivunt.  Ork, or other fell  
(a) Phiontides; but now they shot for dread  
Into the bottom owse. O who may read  
What various bedlamry, what worlds of woe,  
A storm imposes; to the deep below 
e Such creatures as nature hath made deadly evemies each to other.   
Our ships were thrown, and then again, so soon  
So high, as if the same 
f Seamen call the place where a ship rides or sails, her bitth.  Birth with the Moon  
To have, or glorious 
g Jason's ship, after made a constellation.  Argo. But observe  
In earthquakes, how the strongest buildings swerve,  
Totter, cast firebrands, and all their loose  
Utensils, round promisevously; lo thus  
Did our poor Fleet so 
h The Sea-term for reeling and swaying up and down.  feel on, that throughout  
The decks all stowage, with ourselves to boot,  
From side to side in medley flew: and even  
So was the great Anne Royal likewise driven  
Amid the frantic waves, to roll and reel,  
And toss, and tumble up her mighty keel,  
That parcel of her 
i Two pieces of Ordinance broke loose in her▪ Gun-room, but by intershocking, and so poising each other, remounted without further danger.  brazen bandogs, broke  
Through all their ties; and but with mutual shock,  
Poising each other; like the Viper's young,  
(Turned into paricids,) had split her strong  
And massy ribs. Nor could the rest but mourn  
Like infortunities; our long-boats, torn  
From their big 
k The Rops where with they were towed; perhaps derived from Hauri●, or else rather named Hawsers, and isluing from Halen in Dutch to draw.  Hawsers, rudely bandied were  
By waves, and monsters; for the 
l Little vessels which attend as pages upon the greater ●●●p●●nd perhaps so named, because better making use of any wind▪ and catching it to their advantage  Catches there,  
Some could Sea-mewes, make a shift to live  
In this combustion: othersome, declive  
And broken ways not brooking, overwrought,  
And fiercely swallowed were. our 
m We borrow this from the Nether and's, where itim orts as much as Scapha, a shipboat a Canowe; but use it improperly for a Horse-boat  Prams distraught,  
Cuffed up and down, and racked with several seas  
Both fore 
n The Sea-phrase for before and after the mast.  and aft'; were driven to lose, and leaze  
Their lading, with the wilder Hypotams.  
Nay yet more fatal, opening all her seams,  
The poor long-Robert foundered was, gave o'er,  
Sunk in the weather's stress: and now what more  
Can 
o These three Cadtains wreswallowed in her.  Fisher, Hacket, Gerling, but attend  
While the sea yields her dead? that I transcend  
Expense of 
p A ship is then in her trim, when furnished, with all other requisits proportionable to her burden.  trim, and shipping, lo this storm  
How grown, yet wrought a further; and the worm  
Of conscience startled so, that who while-ere  
With all his canvas out, could snugly bear  
Up an ill-boding course, now springs his 
q ●n the starboard láguage, falls from his course.  luffe;  
Cries guiliy Lord, and pardon; coats of buff,  
H●gh tempered corslets, are too weak to ward  
The worm of conscience; and how galliard  
Luxurio lately was, yet now he allows  
His sail close to the board;▪ now humbly throws  
Off Livia's hair, and his Corinna's ring,  
To leeward over, wisely husbanding  
Oil to his lamp; now as the righteous dye,  
Likewise will he. so horrid was and high,  
This spiritual 
r The sudden & furions tempests about the West-Indies are thus named.  Fura-cane; that on his lees,  
Though fell 
s I was informed of one amongst us, so perplexed with the storm, that he voluntarily acknowledged himself guilty of particide.  Basianus for a time may freeze,  
And seem to settle; here he turns again  
Thick, and bemuddered; like the clamorous maine,  
Casting up stones and dirt: his faeces boil  
Up now for vent, making him parbreak vile  
Prodigious sins. This was the storm, thus great,  
Thus ruthless, double thus, nor to be beat  
Out, but in many an hour; thus went we down  
To sea in ships, had business upon  
Great waters, saw the wonders of the deep;  
And thus again, though Baal perhaps may sleep,  
Or seriously be talking, nor discern  
His distant contumacious; yet we learn  
That God is omni-present, has his way  
Even in the while-wind, in the furious sea;  
In even the toughest conscience: and how sure  
A Ionas in the cradle of secure  
Apostasy be lulled, though even his bed  
Of the most curious thistle-down be made,  
Or that of silver Swans; yet if the fair  
Tindaridè, shall with a civil war  
embroil the shrouds; and 
t This kind of blaze skipping by night among the tackling, is in French Furolè; coming single, i● was thought to be castor, and a dangerous Omen; when double, castor and Pollux, badge of Saint Paul's ship. Acts 28. 11. and very auspicious▪ if there sallied a third light, this was held to be Helen, as fatal as ever, and prognosticating extremity of weather; the first two are now named S. Nicholas and S. Hermes.  Helen chase thence  
Her brothers of beningner influence,  
Vnkennels all the winter winds, and billows;  
Maugre the softest lullabies, and pillows,  
He wakes; and finds his cradle now at last,  
Far worse than that, upon the topling mast.   

THE Hedgehog combatant, presented, and applied.  
WHen I survey (poor wretch) thy several foes, 
Though he be in his round posture, and with all his Pipes charged; yet (as Topsall relates it) The Fox finding some little accesle about his face, licks him there, till with the flattery he opens himself, and then se●ses him.   
Me thinks it does pathetic'ly disclose  
Mine own Militia; for with open Mart,  
As man pursues thee, as the Fox with Art,  
Alleys thy martial fury, falsely licks  
Thy life away; and Serpent also seeks  
It as implacably: Lo thus conspire  
Both Ammon, Ameleck, and those of Tyre.  
The world, the Flesh, and that prodigious great  
Red Dragon, with his tail that can defeat  
The very Stars; so these I say concur  
To slay my silly soul: were it a war,  
Though with some such as hungry Lions wage,  
And evening Wolves, or all whose Quivers rage  
Like open Sepulchers; there might be yet  
Some hope perhaps, some little plank to set  
Me safe even after shipwreck: But to grapple,  
And intershock am I with him, whose apple  
Defeated Eve herself; I daily cope  
With many a horrid squadron, many a troop  
Of fierce and fiery Darts, that charge me home,  
And often through: Alas wretch that I am!  
Where shall I seek for succour? who can stave  
This roaring rabble off? o help, and save,  
Thou God of Battles; else am I but built  
Upon the silly sand, but water spilt.   

Of Drunkenness.  

AS Willoughs noted so for tippling Trees,  
Are barren, and but badges of disgrace;  
As Fens and Marshes, yield but nipping flies,  
But venomous fogs, and reptil's, bad and base:   

Lo thus the boundless Independent shot,  
Begets as sundry forms, and oft as vile;  
As Phoebus does, when with embraces hot,  
He bed's the moist salacious mud of Nile.   

It changes some to Struthions, and as those  
Forget their eggs, their actions so do these;  
Demanding when they wake, how came the blows,  
What have we done, they should our weapons seize?   

Some men it does to mimic antics fool;  
Change some to subtle Foxes, that employ  
Their cups as Crucibles, wherein to boil,  
To sublimate a skill, to cozen by.   

Some for obstreperous Geese it does design.  
Fills some with such Salt-Peter, that disputing  
Of but some hair, or Mathematic line,  
They take immediate fire, with blood confuting.   

Some to such honey-suckles sweet it turns,  
With often vows, that about every wight  
They twine themselves. And some with lust so burns,  
They deem each dirty cloud, a I●uo bright.   

Nay, yet again, and further, some it fuddles,  
To senseless Conduits, only fit to piss,  
And to be pissed against: To Monsters, puddles,  
And Statues many, quadrat but for this.   

Lo, Pythagore; lo here the transmigration,  
Thou mightst have dreamt of, for with brutish souls  
It thus imbroyles us: Oaks of most elation,  
With many blows fall; Reason so with bowls.   

Up then ye base Borachioes, call excess,  
But an insidious Circè, but presaging  
A brutish transformation, even no less  
Then in the soul itself, and thus engaging  
Her everlasting bliss: Up keep a dyot;  
Does ought kill soul and body both? yes, riot.    

The Widows Warning.  

BE wise, and take no churlish Clown,  
Nor blend with flocks, thy Thistle-down  
Choose not for outside, eat each lover  
But golden Ludgate-like, in cover.  
The Ruffian that can swear and swell,  
And covenant with death and hell,  
Prefer not: nor the Fox that preys  
In covert, and in broken ways.  
Choose not for wealth, where other things  
But passant are; yet this has wings.  
Nor any piece of Bombast choose,  
That with his Place, and Title sues;  
Taking herein the greater care,  
Because they now are chapmans' ware.  
Take not a Husband by report;  
Examine first his head, his heart,  
His Conscience, pierce him to the Lees;  
Mark how each joint of his agrees,  
And jumps with thine; for if they vary,  
The Priest that does your bodies marry,  
But glewes a Potsheard. In a word,  
If thou canst marrow with a Bird  
Of thine own feather, one whose wars  
Spiritual be, whose aim is stars;  
Whose neatly timbered limbs are lined,  
With as polite, as rich a mind:   

This is the wight, and haste thee jane,  
To yield him back his Rib again.    

An Epitaph of Mris Prudence Meredith, a good soul, in a defective body.  
IN an uneasy room her soul was penned,  
And had (while here) a hard imprisonment  
Within the Body; nor could Prudens, but  
Rejoice to leave her little crumpled knot  
Of flesh and blood, that narrow jail of hers;  
For such a relaxation, as infers  
Likewise at last, another kind of new  
Spiritual Body, beautified with true,  
With precious Liniaments; and of privation,  
Of hunger, sickness, death, and mutulation  
Impassable; I say she could not choose  
In faith and reason, but avouch her woos  
Now at an end; But cheerly leave her breath;  
And thus had Meredith, a merry death.   

A farewell to the Wars.  

Disloyal flesh and blood, how has the Sun  
Both his direct, and oblique hitching course,  
Full often through the heavenly girdle run,  
Since our so plighted love, that nought could force,  
Or puzzle it; and dost thou now deceive me?  
Now at the Cue, the clink of honour leave me?   

Our Mars, in rust and darkness lately shut,  
Yet now upon the glorious wings of Fame,  
Pitches his Tent; Our bravest spirits, put  
Now for the Goal of honour; to be lame  
And crazy now, while medals, double pays,  
Victorious Belts, and Crowns, shall others raise,   

Is this the troth of friends? but then again,  
What chemical extraction, reach of Art,  
May limit nature? and with such a train  
Of weakenings, does our age itself impart;  
Such Palsies, Cramps, Ciaticks, and Catarrhs,  
It baffles action, wars even with the wars.   

Submit we then, the Moon her empty lap  
Again enlightens, and our Winter trees  
Have yet another rising of the sap;  
But man when once declining, by degrees,  
By piecemeal dru●ken, droop, and dwindle must,  
Till he be crumbled to his fatal dust.   

The first tooth that he draws, denounces him  
For past his best, and not a sinew strained,  
Or ligament, or humour out of trim,  
But so produces age; that lastly maimed  
In all his structure, warping in his ties,  
And several nails, he druckens hence, and dies.   

Submit we then I say, the Corslet quitting,  
For a retired Sedentary course:  
Now not the Pike, the Pen is rather fitting;  

* This alludes to the French Proverb, Quiter le plume pur dor●ir sur le dure.  The feathers, not the ground; you brood of Mars  
On still & thrive, while thus the mouldering stairs  
Of age, advise and lead me to my prayers.    
FINIS.   

OF PRAYER  

THE most pathetic richest language, chosen  
To hang in ears of Emperors, and Kings,  
Is but a tinkling Cymbal; does but cozen  
The fancy for a while, and then has wings:  
Prayer heaped up, and over does reply,  
When other words, but drop, and droop, and die:   

All other words retail but Saffron ware,  
Are of an impotent, a clamorous sound;  
But doelittles, but petty Chapmen are,  
And Pettifoggers: Whereas Prayer is found  
The Staple-Merchant, prosecuting even  
A Trade in gross, by wholesale, and for heaven.   

'Tis of such efficac'e, and with such store  
Of Sacred pertinacy wrestles so,  
Like zealous jacob, that it gives not o'er,  
But being blest; without it lets not go:  
Prayer faith, faith Christ, Christ heaven to us demises,  
And thus the Climax of our joys arises.   

Prayer forces all the peremptory chains  
Of nature, all her gates, how Marble hard;  
Can raise the dead, make Iron swim, detains  
The Sun himself: and like a Giant cheered  
With Wine, though pressing on; has made him stay,  
A never known before, a double day.   

Who then will happy live, and blessed expire,  
Both soul, and body, Temple-like employs;  
His Altar is his Heart, his Zeal the Fire;  
His Soul the Priest, and Prayer the Sacrifice:  
Nor is it Bullocks having horns and hoofs;  
But calvelings of the Lips, that God approves.   

Up therefore Reader, let thy spirit feast  
Itself with often Prayer; submissly fall,  
And like a Daviel, thrice a day at least,  
Thus sat thy soul; or rather like a Paul,  
Be praying always; 'tis celestial meat:  
Up therefore Reader, therefore up and eat.   

ANOTHER.  
Look as a Beggar by the highways side,  
Some little child does in her bosom take,  
Hoping though she herself may be denied,  
Yet to get something for the Infant's sake;  
And as Themistocles, when having done  
Admetus much displeasure, many harms;  
Sought not for grace, but having first his Son,  
His only Son, enfolded in his arms:  
So when thou prayest, bring but thy Jesus by thee,  
This Babe, this Son; & God will ne'er deny thee.   

PARERGON.  
AND now my little Book, my little Birth,  
I know not how thou cam'st into my womb;  
Some other agent surely brought thee forth,  
Between thy knees; or else thy (
a * Or the Secundine, wherein the child is wrapped while in the womb.  Shilo) some  

b A kind of Sepulchral stone, in short time consuming the body enclosed.  Sartophagus had turned, and to thy tomb.  
If aught within thee, be reputed worth  
The name of square; yet I am but a 
c This differs from a square by having the angles of it indirect: when the side angles are less extended than the rest, and still shorte●, 'tis a fulfil, or splindle.  rhomb,  
But a poor fusil; and must waive the Bays:  
Giving to Heaven; to God alone the praise.  G. T. 
FINIS.