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FROM THE LIBRARY OF 
 
 REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. 
 
 BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO 
 
 THE LIBRARY OF 
 
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A Book for Boys and Girls. 
 
^ OCT 28 1937 
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 Book for Boys and Girls; 
 
 Country IRbpmes for Cbiloven. 
 
 BY 
 
 JOHN "BUNYAN 
 
 BEING 
 
 A FACSIMILE OF THE UNIQUE FIRST EDITION, 
 
 PUBLISHED IN 1686, DEPOSITED IN THE 
 
 BRITISH MUSEUM. 
 
 WITH AN INTRODUCTION, GIVING AN ACCOUNT OF THE WORK, 
 
 BY REV. JOHN BROWN, D.D., AUTHOR OF "JOHN 
 
 BUNYAX : HIS LIFE, TIMES, AND WORK." 
 
 NEW YORK : 
 A. C. ARMSTRONG & SON, 
 
 714 BROADWAY. 
 
INTRODUCTION. 
 
 WHEN Mr. Offor published his com- 
 plete edition of Bunyan's Works 
 in 1862, he, of course, included in the col- 
 lection the little book issued in Bunyan's 
 name, and long known under the title of 
 " Divine Emblems." At the same time he 
 said in the preface that a mystery hung 
 over this little work which many years' 
 diligent research had not enabled him to 
 solve. For in the two lists of Bunyan's 
 Works made by Charles Doe in 1692 and 
 1698, there is no mention made of any 
 book bearing the title referred to, nor is 
 there any such title to be found in the 
 many advertisements of his works issued 
 by Bunyan's own publishers. Some clue 
 to the mystery seemed to be offered in the 
 fact that a work with a different title, but 
 
( viii ) 
 
 identical with the " Divine Emblems " in 
 other respects, was published in 1701 as 
 "A Book for Boys and Girls; or, Tem- 
 poral Things Spiritualized," by John 
 Bunyan. The natural conclusion was that 
 this was the same work as the one num- 
 bered thirty-seven in Charles Doe's list 
 of 1698, and described as "A Book for 
 Boys and Girls ; or, Country Rhymes 
 for Children in Verse on Seventy-four 
 Things ;" and, in the list of 1692, as 
 "Meditations on Seventy -four Things." 
 Under one or other of these two titles 
 also the book was advertised as Bunyan's, 
 both by Nathaniel Ponder and Dorman 
 Newman — the one the publisher of the 
 " Pilgrim's Progress," and the other of the 
 " Holy War." That Bunyan had published 
 some book of the kind there could there- 
 fore be no doubt, but here came the diffi- 
 culty: the "Divine Emblems" contained 
 only forty-nine similes, whereas, as we have 
 seen, the original work was described as 
 " Meditations on Seventy-four Things." 
 How did the seventy-four turn out to be 
 only forty-nine ? Mr. OrTor made the in- 
 genious suggestion that in the later work 
 
( ix ) 
 
 two emblems had in some instances been 
 run together into one. For example, the 
 first emblem in the later edition contains 
 meditations on two things — the Barren 
 Fig-tree and God's Vineyard ; and the 
 second has a meditation on the Lark and 
 the Fowler, and also a comparison between 
 the Fowler and Satan. It may be, Air. 
 OrTor suggested, that these two emblems 
 were in this way originally four, and so 
 with others ; and upon this plan the 
 volume contained exactly seventy- four 
 meditations. 
 
 This was ingenious, but not satisfactory ; 
 and the real truth could only be arrived 
 at when a copy of the original work, as 
 Bunyan sent it forth in 1686, should happen 
 to turn up. There seemed but faint hope 
 of this, however, for though the book has 
 gone through many editions, it has, ever 
 since 170 1, been published only in the 
 shortened form in which we have been so 
 long familiar with it ; all through the 
 eighteenth century, therefore, no copy of 
 the original seems to have been within 
 reach of any of the publishers. Moreover 
 Mr. Offor, one of the most indefatigable 
 
(x) 
 
 of collectors, had, as he tells us, made 
 most diligent inquiry for this first edition 
 both in the United Kingdom and in 
 America, but all in vain. 
 
 And now, thirty years after his long 
 and fruitless search, when no one was 
 thinking very much about the missing 
 book, it has, within the last few months, 
 unexpectedly turned up, and is here pre- 
 sented to the reader in facsimile. Its 
 history, so far as we can arrive thereat, 
 is curious and interesting. It appears 
 originally to have belonged to the well- 
 known seventeenth-century diarist, Nar- 
 cissus Luttrell, who bought it for sixpence, 
 the price at which it was first issued, on 
 May 12, 1686. In the Luttrell Collection, 
 now in the British Museum, there is a 
 broadside of Bunyan's entitled " A Caution 
 to Stir up to Watch against Sin." On 
 this sheet Narcissus Luttrell has written 
 the price, one penny, and the date of pur- 
 chase, " 8 Aprill, 1684." In like manner, 
 on the title-page of this newly-acquired 
 copy of "A Book for Boys and Girls," 
 there is recorded the price and date of 
 purchase, the record both on broadside and 
 
( xi ) 
 
 title-page being evidently in the same 
 handwriting, the style being the same, and 
 a marked peculiarity about the letter u d " 
 occurring in both cases. The broadside 
 in question seems to have passed from its 
 first purchaser, Luttrell, to the Duke of 
 Buckingham, forming part of the Stowe 
 Collection, and it is not improbable that 
 the book before us went with it at the 
 same time to the same destination. Here 
 in the dignified repose common to ducal 
 libraries, these " Country Rhymes " pro- 
 bably remained undisturbed all through 
 the eighteenth century, and on into the 
 nineteenth ; and on the breaking up of the 
 great collection of which it formed part, 
 it seems to have found its way back again 
 into the hands of the trade. What hap- 
 pened to it in the interval we have no 
 means of knowing ; all that we do know 
 with certainty is that some six or seven 
 years ago it was purchased for forty 
 guineas from a London bookseller by a 
 gentleman from New York, and that a 
 few months ago this gentleman sold part 
 of his valuable collection, which was pur- 
 chased by Mr. Henry N. Stevens, of Great 
 
( xii ) 
 
 Russell Street, among the books thus sold 
 being the one before us. It was shortly 
 after acquired by the authorities of the 
 British Museum ; and thus, after being in 
 two well-known collections, yet dropping 
 out of public knowledge for more than 
 a century and a half, twice crossing the 
 Atlantic and now coming once more to the 
 light, this little work from the pen of the 
 Dreamer has at length found a final resting- 
 place in the great library of the nation. 
 
 Looking at the work as we have it now 
 in its complete form, we find that Mr. 
 Offor's suggestion was not the true ex- 
 planation. There was no running of two 
 similes into one, but the original seventy- 
 four meditations were reduced, in 1701, to 
 forty-nine by simply dropping twenty-five 
 out of the book altogether. Those left 
 out were the Meditations numbered I., II., 
 X., XXIV., XXVIL, XXVIII, XXIX., 
 XL, XLVIL, XLIX., LI, LIV., LV., 
 LVL, IX, LXII, LXIIL, LXIV, LXV, 
 LXVIL, LXVIII., LXIX, LXXL, 
 LXXIL, LXXIV Other changes also 
 were introduced. The curious little sub- 
 stitute for a horn-book at the beginning, 
 
( xiii ) 
 
 entitled " An Help to Children to learn 
 to read English," was taken away, and, 
 consequent upon this, the last twelve lines 
 of the poetical address to the reader also. 
 It is somewhat difficult for us to imagine 
 Bunyan writing out half a dozen different 
 alphabets, giving lists of vowels and con- 
 sonants, and teaching children to spell the 
 simple words of their own tongue, or to 
 spell aright their own Christian names. 
 Yet here we have the thing before us. 
 It may be that our old friend Nathaniel 
 Ponder, the publisher, made this addition 
 himself by way of meeting the wants of 
 the boys and girls, for whom the book 
 was intended, in days when spelling-books 
 were not so plentiful as they have since 
 become. Still, in the closing lines of the 
 address to the reader, as it originally stood, 
 Bunyan claims this work as his own, and 
 the last three in the list of names of girls 
 — Christiana, Katherine, Frances — are dis- 
 tinctly B,unyanish, the first being the name 
 of his own heroine, and the other two 
 names in his own family. Probably, by 
 way of making up for the removal of so 
 much matter from the beginning and the 
 
( xiv) 
 
 body of the work, there was added to it at 
 the end the poem by Bunyan, originally 
 sold as a broadside, and entitled " A 
 Caution to Stir Up to Watch against Sin." 
 While several of the meditations were 
 taken away entirely, many of those remain- 
 ing were subjected to considerable revision. 
 The unknown editor of 1701 set about 
 doing for these " Country Rhymes " what 
 Joshua Gilpin, the pious but mistaken 
 Vicar of Wrockwardine, attempted some 
 eighty years ago to do for Bunyan's 
 greater work, the " Pilgrim's Progress." 
 To this worthy vicar it seemed desirable 
 that " the excellent, though illiterate, 
 Bunyan should be made to speak with a 
 little more grammatical precision ; that his 
 extreme coarseness should be moderately 
 abated ; that he should be rendered less 
 obscure in some passages, less tauto- 
 logical in others, and offensive in none." 
 This attempt to translate Bunyan's racy 
 English into high-sounding Johnsonese 
 ended, as might be expected, in producing 
 a book which no one cared to read, and 
 the popular instinct, sounder than the 
 pedantic, prefers Bunyan in his seven- 
 
( xv ) 
 
 teenth- century doublet to Bunyan in 
 eighteenth-century buckram. 
 
 Exception may be taken in the same 
 way, though not to the same extent, to the 
 revision of this " Book for Boys and Girls," 
 which took place in 1701. The reader, 
 glancing over two or three of the medita- 
 tions left out, may be inclined to think 
 that a little of their seventeenth-century 
 naturalism might very well be spared ; at 
 the same time, while some changes were 
 perhaps necessary, the changes made were 
 not in every case improvements. For 
 example, Bunyan, speaking of some who 
 think much of the decoration of their 
 houses, and the adornment of their 
 persons, says : 
 
 " Meanwhile their soul lies ley has no good in 't." 
 
 This expression, " lies ley," which, of 
 course, means to lie fallow, uncultivated, 
 the editor tames down into : 
 
 " While their immortal soul has no good in 't." 
 
 " Pretty taking notes " is weakened into 
 " pretty tuneful notes." In its original 
 
( xvi ) 
 
 form, the meditation on the rising of the 
 sun is put thus : 
 
 " The night is gone, the shadows fled away, 
 And we now most sure are that it is day ; 
 Our Eyes behold, and our Hearts believe it, 
 Nor can the wit of man in this deceive it." 
 
 This is shortened to : 
 
 " The night is gone, the shadows fled away, 
 And now we are most certain that 'tis day." 
 
 The boy spoken of in the forty-sixth 
 meditation was reminded that he must, 
 be careful with his watch, and wind it 
 duly : 
 
 " Or else your watch, were it as good again. 
 Would not with time and tide you entertain." 
 
 This was put more baldly thus : 
 
 " Or else your watch will not exactly go — 
 'Twill stand or run too fast, or move too slow." 
 
 There are those, Bunyan tells us in the 
 fifty-ninth simile, who give no response 
 even to skilfullest music, and like to these 
 are those who lie 
 
 " Under the Word, without the least advance 
 Godward : such do despise the Ministry." 
 
( xvii ) 
 
 This is spoilt, rather than improved, by 
 being put into this shape : 
 
 " They lie 
 Under the Word, without the least advance : 
 Such do despise the Gospel Ministry." 
 
 Passing by these, and other illustrations 
 of doubtful editing, and coming to the 
 book itself, we are impressed anew with the 
 fact that Bunyan was an allegorist, rather 
 than a poet. Yet a poet he aspired to be. 
 " Man's heart is apt in metre to delight/' 
 says he in one place, and he indulged him- 
 self in this direction to an extent which 
 is not always realized. If all his poetical 
 efforts were brought together, they would, 
 in point of bulk, make a considerable 
 volume. In the very first year of his long 
 imprisonment, he solaced the tedium of 
 Bedford Gaol by sending forth his " Profit- 
 able Meditations," a work in nine sections, 
 and running into a hundred and eighty- 
 six stanzas. Three years later, in 1664, 
 while still a prisoner, he published his 
 poetical "Meditations on the Four Last 
 Things," to which he added, " Ebal and 
 Gerizzim ; or, The Blessing and the 
 Curse," the former extending to about 
 
( xviii ) 
 
 twelve hundred lines, and the latter to 
 eight hundred. A year later he sent forth 
 his " Prison Meditations " in seventy 
 stanzas, in which occur the well-known 
 lines : 
 
 " For though men keep my outward man 
 Within their locks and bars, 
 Yet by the faith of Christ I can 
 Mount higher than the stars." 
 
 There are weighty reasons for not 
 accepting the work known as " Scriptural 
 Poems," and usually attributed to Bunyan, 
 as genuine. But passing by these, for 
 something like twenty years after the ap- 
 pearance of his early prison books, his 
 only attempts in the direction of poetry 
 were confined to seven stanzas inserted in 
 the work known as " The Greatness of 
 the Soul "; the broadside issued in 1684, 
 entitled " A Caution to Stir Up to Watch 
 against Sin "; the poetical introductions to 
 the first and second parts of the "Pilgrim's 
 Progress," and to the " Holy War," and 
 the verses inserted here and there in the 
 " Pilgrim," and including the Shepherd 
 Boy's Song, and the charming lyric begin- 
 
( xix ) 
 
 " Who would true valour see 
 Let him come hither ; 
 One here will constant be, 
 Come wind, come weather." 
 
 In the last year of his life, 1688, Bunyan 
 sent forth what in point of length may be 
 regarded as his most considerable poetical 
 venture, the work entitled " A Discourse 
 of the Building, Nature, Excellency, and 
 Government of the House of God." This 
 extended to nearly fourteen hundred lines, 
 and is a kind of development of the idea of 
 the Palace Beautiful of his Pilgrim story. 
 
 The " Book for Boys and Girls " now 
 before us preceded this later work by about 
 two years, being published in 1686. In 
 a characteristic preface he tells his readers 
 that this little book of his is meant for 
 boys and girls, slyly adding that he means 
 those of all ages and of all sorts and 
 degrees ; for often our bearded men do act 
 like beardless boys; our women please 
 themselves with childish toys. To do 
 good to these juveniles of all ages, he will 
 come down to meet them : 
 
 " Good reader that I save them may, 
 I now with them the very Dotteril play. 
 
(XX) 
 
 And since at Gravity they make a Tush, 
 My very Beard I cast behind the Bush. 
 And like a Fool stand fing'ring of their Toys ; 
 And all to show them they are Girls and Boys." 
 
 He could, he says, were he so pleased, 
 use higher strains, but what would be the 
 practical good of that ? The arrow gone 
 out of sight awakes not the sleeper. To 
 shoot too high may set mere children on 
 the upward gaze ; but it is that which hits 
 a man doth him amaze. Paul played the 
 fool sometimes, that he might the better 
 catch those that were fools indeed ; and 
 he himself will not hesitate to follow so 
 good an example. 
 
 In some of these meditations he recurs 
 to similes he has already set forth in earlier 
 works. The thirty -third, for example, 
 "The Barren Fig-tree," was the subject 
 of one of his most searching treatises, 
 published some four years earlier, and in 
 which he had shown that the cumber- 
 ground must to the wood-pile, and thence 
 to the fire. The longest in the series, 
 that on "The Sinner and the Spider," 
 had more than once occupied his thoughts 
 before. In a book of his published in 
 1675, and entitled " Light for Them that 
 
( xxi ) 
 
 Sit in Darkness," he shows that the soul 
 in temptation is like a fly in a spider's 
 web : " The fly is entangled in the web ; 
 at this the spider shows himself; if the fly 
 stir again, down comes the spider to her 
 and claps a foot upon her ; if yet the fly 
 makes a noise, then with poisoned mouth 
 the spider lays hold upon her ; if the fly 
 struggle still, then he poisons her more 
 and more. What shall the fly do now ?" 
 In the second part of his " Pilgrim " also 
 the same illustration, with a different 
 application, comes back to him, when In- 
 terpreter shows Christiana and her com- 
 panions a very great spider on the wall, 
 and they have edifying discourse thereupon. 
 Passing to some of the other meditations 
 contained in the book, we feel how aptly 
 Bunyan has been described as a religious 
 JEsop, with a fable for everything. His 
 imagination was ever with him the domi- 
 nant faculty, and here, as elsewhere in his 
 works, it plays with all sorts of fancies, but 
 always with serious purpose. Great truths 
 are shown to be nestling for us under 
 leaves of simplest circumstance — 
 
 " The swan on still Saint Mary's lake, 
 Floats double, Swan and Shadow." 
 
( xxii ) 
 
 Similes are seen everywhere. The sky 
 with its ever-varying phenomena ; human 
 life with its frailties and pathos, its follies 
 and sublimities ; the birds and beasts with 
 their suggestive relations to each other 
 and to man ; natural objects, with their 
 power of throwing light upon the super- 
 natural ; all come and go in these pages, 
 leaving lessons to make us wiser. Alex- 
 ander Smith, the Glasgow poet, said of 
 the book : " Bunyan's muse is clad in 
 russet, wears shoes and stockings, has a 
 country accent, and walks along the level 
 Bedfordshire roads. But if as a poet he 
 is homely and idiomatic, he is always 
 natural, straightforward, and sincere. His 
 lines are unpolished, but they have pith 
 and sinew, like the talk of a shrewd 
 peasant. There are here also many 
 touches of pure poetry, showing that in his 
 mind there was a vein of silver which, 
 under favourable circumstances, might 
 have been worked to rich issues ; and 
 everywhere there is an admirable homely 
 pregnancy and fulness of meaning." 
 
 In the complete book, as we now have 
 it, there are one or two additional medi- 
 
( xxiii ) 
 
 tations which have a sort of autobiographic 
 interest. The child awakened from his 
 dream (No. II.) utters this lamentation : 
 
 " I have in sin abounded, 
 My heart therewith is wounded, 
 With fears I am surrounded, 
 My Spirit is confounded." 
 
 We recall, as we read this, that Bunyan 
 tells us how, because of his sins, "the Lord, 
 even in my childhood, did scare and 
 affright me with fearful dreams, and did 
 terrify me with dreadful visions." The 
 meditation upon a ring of bells (No. 
 XXIX.) also seems to take us back to 
 Elstow steeple and the old days when 
 he so dearly loved to join the ringers. 
 The comparisons are vivid throughout. 
 His body is the steeple, where the bells, 
 the powers of his soul, do hang ; the 
 clappers are the passions of his mind ; 
 while the ropes are the promises, and God- 
 given graces the ringers : 
 
 " Let not my Bells these Ringers want, nor 
 Ropes ; 
 Yea, let them have room for to swing and 
 
( xxiv ) 
 
 He had seen village lads steal into Elstow 
 steeple, and make jangle with the bells ; so 
 did the lusts of his body sometimes into 
 the belfry go : 
 
 " Then, Lord, I pray thee keep my Belfry Key, 
 Let none but Graces meddle with these Ropes." 
 
 We have now also, for the first time, 
 curiously enough, staves of music given to 
 which two of the Meditations (XXXI. and 
 XXXIV.) were evidently to be sung. The 
 clef in both cases is obsolete now, being 
 printed in the shape in which it is found in 
 Christopher Simpson's " Compendium of 
 Practical Musick," 1678. This is a sort of 
 middle term between the form given in 
 1653, by Henry Lawes, in his " Ayres and 
 Dialogues for one, two, and three voyces," 
 and that found in Playford's Psalms of 
 1697. The printing of this music, as will 
 be seen, is rather rudely executed, and in 
 the first of the two melodies given there 
 appear to be two notes left out. We have 
 also for the first time in this edition a 
 rhyming version of the Apostles' Creed 
 (No. X.), possibly another reminiscence 
 of Elstow Church and his earlier days. 
 The rest of the twenty-five meditations 
 
( XXV ) 
 
 now restored to us have very much the 
 same character as those with which we 
 have been long familiar. The fatted swine 
 being made ready for the butcher's stall 
 reminds him of the gross overfed men of 
 the world ripening for judgement ; the 
 postboy hurrying along and allowing none 
 to give him stop or stay is suggestive of 
 the zeal of the true pilgrim on his way 
 heavenward ; the boy with his paper of 
 plums, which he counts so much better 
 than bread, like Passion in the "Pilgrim," 
 soon spends his delights and comes back 
 by -and -by with nought but paper and 
 thread ; the brave weathercock faces the 
 wind, blow from what quarter it may, so 
 should the Christian face Antichrist in 
 each disguise ; finally, the horse that starts 
 and snorts at sound of drum is like those 
 Christian professors who cannot face trials 
 and persecutions for their faith. Others 
 there are of firmer soul, of whom Bunyan 
 himself was one, who from the drum will 
 neither start nor flee, 
 
 " Let Drummers beat the charge or what they 
 will, 
 They'll nose them, face them, keep their places 
 still." 
 
( xxvi ) 
 
 We may now close this foreword with 
 a brief reference to some of the editions 
 through which this book has passed since 
 its first appearance. Published in 1686, it 
 was never reprinted in Bunyan's lifetime. 
 In 1 70 1 it reappeared with all the changes 
 to which reference has been made. The 
 title-page then ran as follows : " A Book 
 for Boys and Girls ; or, Temporal Things 
 Spiritualized. By John Bunyan. Licensed 
 and entered according to Order. London : 
 Printed for, and sold by, R. Tookey, at 
 his Printing House, in St. Christopher's 
 Court, in Threadneedle Street, behind the 
 Royal Exchange, 1701." Of this second 
 edition the only known copy existing is 
 in the Bodleian Library. There were no 
 illustrations to the book till 1707, when 
 the third edition appeared, which, accord- 
 ing to an advertisement of the period, was 
 "ornamented with cuts." The earliest 
 copy now in existence, next to the second, 
 is one of the ninth edition, which appeared 
 in 1724, and bore, for the first time, the 
 title which the book has ever since re- 
 tained : " Divine Emblems ; or, Temporal 
 Things Spiritualized." This was " adorned 
 
( xxvii ) 
 
 with cuts suitable to every subject." Suit- 
 able they might be, but fearsome to see 
 they certainly were. In 1757 a tenth 
 edition was published by E. Dilly, at the 
 Rose and Crown, in the Poultry. This 
 was embellished with a new set of en- 
 gravings, executed in better style. The 
 costumes depicted, as might be expected, 
 were those of the early Georgian period, 
 the ladies standing out with hooped 
 petticoats and high head-dresses, and the 
 men with cocked hats and queues. These 
 engravings were again and again repeated, 
 and were reproduced in good style a few 
 years ago by Bickers and Son, in an 
 edition containing a preface by Alexander 
 Smith. This edition of 1757 had a curious 
 preface signed " J. D.," and " addressed to 
 the Great Boys in Folio and the Little 
 Ones in Coats." What this preface had 
 to do with the book it is somewhat diffi- 
 cult to see, inasmuch as it is mainly con- 
 cerned with showing " that Language came 
 originally by Revelation of God, and not 
 by Chance, nor invented by Artifice." 
 About 1790 a very pretty edition of the 
 "Divine Emblems" was issued, "En- 
 
( xxviii ) 
 
 graved, printed, and sold by T. Bennett, 
 of Plough Court, Fetter Lane." It was 
 in square i6mo., and was remarkable not 
 merely for the excellence of its illustra- 
 tions, but also for the unusual circumstance 
 that not merely these, but the entire book, 
 from the title-page to the end, was en- 
 graved and printed from copper plates. 
 The only known copy of this edition is 
 now before the present writer, having been 
 saved from the ruin of Mr. Offbr's collec- 
 tion, the pages being complete, but the 
 back and binding entirely burnt away. 
 A handsome edition, with superior illus- 
 trations, was also edited by W. Mason, 
 and published by Alexander Hogg, in 
 1780. Other editions were issued in 
 London in 1790 and 1793 by C. Dilly, and 
 in 1802 by J. Mawman, in the Poultry ; 
 and in Coventry by M. Luckman (N. d.) 
 and N. Merridew, 1806, but they do not 
 call for special remark. 
 
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B (/o K 
 
 •FOR 
 
 BOYS 
 
 AND 
 
 GIRLS: 
 
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 County 3U(tfme* 
 
 FOR 
 
 
 Children. 
 
 iy J. <B. 
 
 Liccnfed and Entred according to Order. 
 
 LONDON, Printed for N. P. and Sold by the 
 \ Bookfellere in London 1686. 
 
TO THE 
 
 READER 
 
 Courteous Reader, 
 
 T belli le-page will flew, if there thou look^ 
 "■ Who are the f roper Subjeftr of this Book, 
 Tl?eyr Boys and Girls of all Sorts and Degrees y 
 From-tho'fe of Age, to Children on the Knees. 
 Thus comprehenjlve am I w my Notions ^ 
 Ibey tempt me to it by their childip) Amotions. 
 We now have Boys with Beards, and Girls that be 
 Big as oldWomen y wanting Gravity. 
 
 Then do not blame me, caufe J thus defcribe therfi\ 
 Flatter I may not, left thereby I bribe them 
 To have x better Judgment of them] elves, 
 lhan wife men have of Babies on their Shelves. 
 Their amtckjTricks , fantafHck^ Adodes, and way 
 Shew they fik§ very Boys, and GirU^ do play 
 With alkthc fratmckjropprtes of this Age j 
 jdndlhatmofen view, as on-aStage; 
 Our Bearded men, do acllike Beardlefs Boys y 
 Vtcr Women pleafe themfelves with chilSflj loys. 
 
 Our Mini ft ers, long time by Word and? en ^ 
 Dealt with them, counting them, not Boys but Men : 
 Thunder-bolts theyjhot at them, and their Toys: 
 s But bit themmt^ 'caufe t\ny were Girls ##4 Boys» 
 
wr. 
 
 Th? better Charge, the wider fttlt they Jhc 
 Orelfefohigh, thefe Dwarfs they r one Ud not 
 kiflead of Men, they found r hem Girls and Boys, 
 [/iddiEb to nothing as to child: fn Toyj 
 
 Wherefore good RaaJ.er, that 1 fave them may, 
 J now with them, the very "Dottril play. 
 And face or Gravity they make a Tufh, 
 My very Beard I casl behind the Bvfh. 
 .And like a Fool ft and fag ring of their Toy a 5 
 Jndallto fnew them. t ihey are Girls and Boys. 
 Nor do I blujn, although I think, fomc may 
 Cull me a Baby, 'caufe J with them play . 
 / dot to (hew them how each Fingle-fangle, 
 On which they doting are, their Sods entangle. 
 As with a Web, a Trap, a Ginn, or Snare . 
 And will deftroy them, have 1 hey not a Care, 
 
 Paul feemd to flay theFeol^that he might gain 
 Tkofe that were Fools indeed, ifmt m Grain. 
 And did it by their things, that they nnght know 
 Ih&r emptmefs, and might be brought u?ito 
 What would them fave from Sin and Vamty. 
 A Noble Acl, and full of Honefty. 
 
 7 it he^ nor J would like them be in l r icc. 
 While by their Play -tilings, / would them entice. 
 To mount their Thoughts from what are childi/h Toys 
 *To Hcav'n, for that's prepArd for Gwls and Boys. 
 <Xor do I jo confine my felf (0 thefe, 
 A> to flwn graver t hvags^ I fcek to pleafe, 
 Thofe more compofd with better tlrfngs than Toys : 
 Iho thus I would be catching GirU and Boys. 
 
 A z Whenfarc 
 
IVherefore if Men have now a nHnd tokok ^ 
 Perhdps their Graver Fancies may be too\ 
 Wuh what is here ; tho but in Homely Rhme$ ; 
 Bias he, who plea fes &IL, tnuft rife betimes. 
 Some, Iperfwade me y mil be finding Fault, 
 Concluding, here I trip, and there I halt, 
 No doubt fome could t he fe groveling Notions raife 
 By fine- faun Terms that challenge might the Bays. 
 But fhould all men be fore 1 1 toUy afide 
 Their Brains, that cannot regulate the T ids 
 By this or that man's Fancy, we (hould have 
 TheWvfe^ unto the Fool, become a Slave 
 What tho my Textfeems mean, my Morals be 
 Cravens tffachtfrom a Sub timer Tree. 
 And if fome better handle can a Fly, 
 Then fome a Text, whyjhmld we them deny 
 Thetr making Proof ", or good Experiment , 
 Offmallefl things great mi f chiefs to prevent > 
 Wife Solomon did Fools to Pifi-ants fend. 
 To learn true Wifdom, and their Lwts to mend. 
 Tea, Cod by Swallows, Cuckgws, and the Afs ; 
 Shews they are Fools who let that feafon pa-fs^ 
 Which he put in their Ixwd, that to obtain 
 Which is both prefent, and Eternal Gam, 
 
 I thinks be wifer fort my Rbimes may flight 
 But what care I \ The foolifh will delight 
 To read them, and the Foolijh, God has chofe. 
 And doth by Foolijb Things % their minds compofc, 
 And fettle upon that which is Divine : 
 Or eat Thwgs r by little one f^ are made to Jhwe. 
 
/ could, were I fo pleas'd, ufe higher Straws. 
 And (or Applanfc, on Tenters (rrecth my Bratxs, 
 Sat what needs that't The Arrow out of Sight, 
 Does not the Sleeper, nor the Wat oh man fright. 
 To (hoot too high doth but make Children gazs, , 
 Tis that which hits the man, doth him amazje. 
 
 And for the Inoonfidcrablencfs- 
 Of ohingr, by which I do my mnd exprefs ; 
 Ma-) I by them brwg fome good ilnng tovafs % 
 Ar Sctmpfon, wtwthe Jaw-boni of an Afs % 
 Or as Bt aveShamgW mthbts Oxe's Goad, 
 ( Both things "not manly, nor for War in Mode 
 I have my end, iho J my jtlfexpofe 
 To [corn \ God wtil have Glory in thecfofe. 
 
 Thns much for artificial Babes \ and now 
 Tq thofe who are \n yearrbttt futh, J bow 
 
 My fen to teach them what the Letters hi, 
 And how they may improve their A, B, C. 
 Nor let my pretty Children them defpife \ 
 All, needs muft there begin, that vtou d ht mfe 
 
 Nor let them fall under DtfcOH/rag&mtm , 
 Who at their Horn- book ft-ici^, and iviit hathfpeni 
 Upon that A 7 B,C. while others do 
 into thtvr Primer, or their F 'falter go. 
 Some Boys with difficulty de begin, 
 Who m the end, the Bays % and L/nvrd mm. 
 
 An 
 
An help to Chil-dren to learn to read £ng-li(h. 
 
 In or-der to the at-tain-ing of which, they muft firft be tauglit 
 theLet-ters, which be thefe that fol low„ 
 
 & & %. & m. 
 
 ebcbefgbi fei mno pq r fruto i rj, 
 
 ABCDEFGH-IKLM NO P OR S T V W 
 
 KYZ. 
 
 abedefghik Jm nt)pq r ftruwx y^ 
 4BCOEFGHI^LMNOP QR S H V W 
 
 a b c d e f g hi^lmnofqrft v. u tv x y .£ 
 The Vowels are thefe, a, e, i, d, u. 
 
 As there are vow-els, fo are there Cotr-fo natits, and' they arc 
 thefe. 
 
 b c d f g h k 1 m n p q r f t v w x y 2. 
 
 There are aifo dou-ble Let-ters,and they.are thefe. 
 ' d fffrffi fl ii ffi ft Ih. 
 
 Af-ter thefe are known, then fefyqup Child to fpel-ling, Thus 
 To, to. T-h-e, the, O-r, or* If, if ln,iiv M e,ine,y-c>u,youj 
 f ►n-d, find, S'j-n,fTn : InC-h-bi-f-t.Chriftji-^isjR-i-g l>t^e-Q «♦£ 
 si e-fs, Righ-teouf-nefs. 
 
 Aftd cb-fcrve that e-vcry word orfyMabJe(r.ho ne-ver fa 
 fmall) mafft have one vow ei or more nght-Jy pla ctd in it. 
 
 For inftances, Thefe are no words nor SyMa'bles, be caufe they 
 have no vow- els in them, namely, *Vgld,firnght, fpll, drH.fll. 
 
 Words made pf two Letters are thef$, and fuch-lilce,If, it,u, fo, 
 db, we, fee, he, is, inymy. 
 
 Words con-fift-ing of three Letters, 
 
 But, for, her, (he, did, doe, all, his, way, you, may, fay, nay. 
 
 Nam/ 
 
To learn ChiUIren to fpeU'arrighttheilr names; 
 
 Homes of Bop* 
 
 rfco-mas. 
 
 James. 
 
 Si-mon* 
 
 Ed-warcL 
 
 John. 
 
 Ro-bert. 
 
 Ri chard. 
 
 Ad- am 
 
 Ti-mo thy. 
 
 |n cob. 
 
 A -bra -ham 
 
 Mo-fe* 
 
 A a rori* 
 
 Phi-fip. 
 
 Mat-thew.. 
 
 Bar-tho-lo-mew 
 
 Hen-ry 
 
 Ralph. 
 
 Ste phen. 
 
 Je-re-cni-ftb 
 
 Pe-ter. 
 
 George 
 
 Jo-nai. 
 
 A -mo*. 
 
 Ni-cho las 
 
 Job 
 
 Da-fid. 
 
 Names of Cir Is. 
 
 Anna. 
 
 Sii-fan-na. 
 
 Rcbekah. 
 
 Mag-da-lene. 
 
 E-liza-beth. 
 
 Sa-rah. 
 
 Mary. 
 
 Jane. 
 
 Dorcas. 
 
 Ra-cheL 
 
 Di-nah. 
 
 Do-ro-thy. 
 
 Joanna. 
 
 Ly-di-a. 
 
 Da-ma ris. 
 
 Abigail. 
 
 Mi-ohal. 
 
 Han-nab. 
 
 Ruth. 
 
 Mar-tha. 
 
 Agnis. 
 
 Mar-ga-rct, 
 
 Judith. 
 
 Joan. 
 
 Alice. 
 
 ■Phe-be. 
 
 Grace. 
 
 Chrif-ti-a-na. 
 
 Ka-the-rine. 
 
 Fran-ces. 
 
 To. 
 
To karn Children to kpo& Figures, andNimmdLetten. 
 Figure r. Numeral betters 
 
 f. One. 
 
 I. One. 
 
 2, Two. 
 
 IL Two. 
 
 $-. Three. 
 
 Ill Three. 
 
 4. Four, 
 
 IV. Four. 
 
 5. Five. 
 
 V. Five. 
 
 6. Si*. 
 
 VI Six. 
 
 7. Seven. 
 
 V 1 1. Seven. 
 
 8. Eight. 
 
 VIII. Eighft 
 
 9. Nine. 
 
 IX- Nine. 
 
 10, Ten. 
 
 X. Tea 
 
 1 1 . Eleven. 
 
 XI. Eleven. 
 
 11. Twelve. 
 
 XII. Twelve. 
 
 1 3. Thirteen. 
 
 XII I. Thirteen. 
 
 14. Fourteen, 
 
 XlV. Fourteen 
 
 15. Fifteen. 
 
 X V. Fifteen. 
 
 16. Sixteen. 
 
 XVI Sixteen. 
 
 17. Seventeen. 
 
 XVII. Seventeen. 
 
 zS. Eighteen* 
 
 XVIII. Eighteen. 
 
 19. Nineteen. 
 
 XIX. Nineteen. 
 
 yo. Twenty. 
 
 X X. Twenty. 
 
 300 Thirty. 
 
 XXX. Thirty. 
 
 40, Forty. 
 
 XL. Forty. 
 
 50. Fifty. 
 
 L Fifty. 
 
 <So. Sixty. 
 
 LK. Sixty. 
 
 70. Seventy. 
 
 LXX. Seventy. 
 
 8a Eighty. 
 
 LX XX. Eighty. 
 
 90. Ninety. 
 
 XC. Ninety. 
 
 100. a Hundred. 
 
 C. a Hundred. 
 
 500. Five hundred. 
 
 D. Five hundred. 
 
 £000. aThou&nd. 
 
 M. a Thoufand. 
 
 I fhall forbear to addmo?e, being perfwaded this is encrag 
 f(K little Children to prepare tenfete for Pfaiter, or EiWe. 
 
CO 
 
 BOOK 
 
 FOR 
 
 Boys and Girls, &c. 
 
 'T" 
 
 Vpon the Ten Commandments. 
 
 «Hou fliait not have another God than me :. 
 L 2 Thou (halt not to an Image bow thy Knee. 
 } . Thou (halt not take the Name of God in vain : 
 
 4 See chat the Sabbath thou do not profam . 
 
 5 Honour thy Father and thy Mother to^ 
 
 6. In Aft or Thought fee thou no Murder do. 
 
 7 . From Fornication keep thy body clean : 
 
 8. Thou (halt not fteal, though thou be very mean. 
 6. Bear no falfe Witnefs, keep thee without Spot: 
 io. What is thy. Neighbours fee thou Covet not- 
 
 B 
 
CO 
 II 
 
 The awakened Chtlds Lamentation. 
 
 WHen Adam was deceived, 
 I was of Life bereaved - 7 
 Of late (too) I perceived, 
 1 was in On conceived. 
 
 2. 
 
 And as J was born naked,, - 
 I was with filth befpaked. 
 At which when I awaked, 
 My Soul and Spirit fhaked. 
 
 3- 
 
 My Filth grew ftrong, and boyled. 
 And me throughout defiled, 
 ks pleafures me beguiled, 
 My Soul ' how art thou fpoyled ! 
 
 My Joys with finwere painted, 
 My mind with fin is tainted, 
 My heart with Guilt is fainted, 
 I wa'nt with God acquainted; 
 
 5- 
 
 I have in fin abounded, 
 
 My heart therewith is wounded, 
 
 Willi 
 
(3) 
 
 *vith fears I am furrounded, 
 ly Spirit is confounded. 
 $. 
 I have been often called? 
 ty (in as oft enthralled, 
 >leafures hath me fore-fralled. 
 3ow is my Spirit gauled ! 
 
 7- 
 As fin has me infected, 
 am thereof detected .- 
 \lercy I have neglected? 
 fear I am rejected. 
 
 8. 
 The Word I have mif~ufed 
 Good Council too refufed ', 
 Thus I my Selfabufed \ 
 Howcanlbeexcufed? 
 
 9- 
 When other Children prayed, 
 That work I then delayed, 
 Ran up and down and played , 
 And thus from God have ftrayed. 
 
 10. 
 Had I in God delighted, 
 And my wrong doings righted j 
 Ifiad not thus been frighted, 
 Nor as I am benighted. 
 
 II. 
 O ! That God woulc\ be pleafed, 
 T wards me to be appeafed ; 
 
 B 2 Asd 
 
(4) 
 And heal me thus difeafed, 
 How fhould I then be eafed ! 
 
 12. 
 
 But Truth I have defpifed, 
 My follies idolized, 
 Saints with Reproach difguife.d, 
 Salvation nothing prized. 
 M. 
 
 OLord! Iamafhamed, 
 When I do hear thee named > 
 'Caufe thee I have defamed, 
 And liv'd like Beads untaxed ? 
 14. 
 
 Would God I might be faved, 
 Might have an heart like David ^ 
 This I have fometimes craved, 
 Yet am by fin enflaved / 
 
 55. 
 Vanity I have loved, 
 My heart from God removed i 
 And not, as me behoved, 
 The means of Grace improved. 
 16. 
 
 OLord? iflhadcryed 
 ( When I told tales and lyed ) 
 For Mercy, and denyed 
 My tufts, I had not died ! 
 
 17- 
 
 But Mercies-Gate is locked, 
 Yed,up that: way is blocked-, 
 
CO 
 
 Yea fome that there have knocked, 
 God at their cryes hath mocked. 
 1 8. 
 'Caufehim they had difdained, 
 Their wicked ways maintained, 
 From Godlinefs refrained, 
 And on his word complained. 
 
 j p. 
 I would I were converted 
 Would fin and I were parted, 
 For folly I have fmarted*, 
 God make me honeft-hearted ! 
 20. 
 I have to Grace appealed, 
 Would 'twere to me revealed,, 
 And Pardon to me fealed, 
 Then (hould 1 foon be healed / 
 21 
 Whofe Nature God hath mended, 
 Whofe finful courfe is ended, 
 Who is to life afcended, 
 Of God is much befriended. 
 22. 
 Oh/ Were I reconciled 
 To God, I, tho defiled, 
 Should be as one that fmiled, 
 To think my death was fpoiled. 
 
 23. 
 ' Lord . thou wall crucified 
 2br Sinners, bled and dyed,. 
 B 3 
 
00 
 
 1 have for Mercy Cryed, 
 Lei; me not be denyed. 
 
 24 
 I have thy Spirit grieved ; 
 Yet is my life reprieved, 
 Would I in thee 'believed, 
 Then I (hoqld be-relieved. 
 
 Were but Repentance gained, 
 And had I Faith unfeigned, 
 Then Joy would be maintained 
 In me^ and tin retrained. 
 z6. 
 
 But this is to be noted, 
 i have on Folly doted, 
 My Vanities promoted, 
 My felf to them devoted. 
 
 Thus I havt fin committed, 
 And fo my felf out-witted -, 
 
 Yea,and my Soul unfitted, 
 To be to Heaven admitted. 
 
 28. 
 But God has condefcended, 
 And pardon has extended, 
 To fuch as have offended, 
 Before their lives were ended. 
 
 OLord? do not difd&in me, 
 But kindly entertain me ; . 
 
 Ye; 
 
(7) 
 Yea In thy Faith maintain me, 
 And let thy Love conftrain me / 
 
 III 
 
 Meditations uyon an 'Egg. 
 
 THe Egg's no Chick by falling from the Hen; 
 Nor man a Chriftian, tili he's born agen. 
 
 The Egg's at firft contained in the Shell » 
 Men afore Grace, in fins, ^nd darknefs dwell. 
 
 The Egg when laid,by Warmth is made a Chicken; 
 Add Chrift, by Grace, thofe dead in fin doth quicken. 
 
 The Egg, when Mrft a Chick,the fhell's its Prifon \ 
 So's flefh to th'Soul, who yet with Chrift is rifen. 
 
 The Shell doth crack, the Chick doth chirp and 
 The flelh decays, as men do pray and weep. ( peep \ 
 
 The Shell doth break, the Chick's at liberty 3 
 The 8c{h falls off; the Soul mounts up on high. 
 
 But both do not enjoy the felf-fame plight ; 
 The Soul is fafe 9 the Chick now fears the Kite. 
 
 2. 
 
 But Chick's from rotten Eggs do not proceed ; 
 Nor is an Hypocrite a Saint indeed. 
 
 The rotten Egg, though underneath the Hen, 
 If crack'd, (links, and is loathfomeunto men. 
 
 Nor doth her Warmth make what rs rotten fcimd, 
 Whas's rotten, rotten will at laft be found. 
 
 8 a The 
 
(8) 
 The Hyppocnte, fin has him in PofTeffion, 
 Ik if a rotten Egg under Profeflion. 
 
 3- 
 
 Some Eggs bring Cockatrices \ and fome men 
 Seem hatcht and brooded in the Vipers Den. 
 
 Some Eggs bring wild- Fowls-,and fome men there be 
 As wild asaiethe wildeR Fowls that flee. 
 
 Some Eggs bring Spiders , and fome men appear 
 More venom than the worft of Spiders are. 
 
 Some Eggs bring Pifs ants j and fome feem to me 
 As much for trifles as the Pifs-ants be. 
 
 Thus divers Eggs do produce divers fhapes. 
 As like fome Men as Monkeys are like Apes. 
 But this is but an Egg, were it a Chick, 
 Here had been Legs, and Wings, and Bones to pick. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Vpon the Lord's Prayer* 
 
 OUr Father which in Heaven art*, 
 Thy name be always hallowed ; 
 Thy Kingdom come 7 thy Will be doue a 7 
 Thy Heav'nly path be followed. 
 
 By us on Earth as 'tis with thee, 
 
 We humbly pray. 
 
 And let our Bread us given be 
 
 From day to day. 
 
 Forgive cur debts, as we forgive 
 Thofe that to us indebted are : 
 
(9) 
 
 Into temptation lead us not •, 
 
 Bat fave us from the wicked's Snare. 
 
 The Kingdom's thine,the Power too, 
 
 We thee adore , 
 
 The Glory alfolhall be thine 
 
 Tor evermore. 
 
 Meditation upon Peefofday. 
 
 IOfr, though it be peep of day, do'wt know, 
 Whether 'tis Night, whether 'tis Day or no. 
 1 fancy that I fee a little light i 
 But cannot yet diftinguim day from night. 
 I hope, 1 doubt, but fteddy yet I be not, 
 I am not at a point, the Sun I fee not. 
 
 Thus 'tis with fuch, who Grace but now poflL% 
 They know not yet, if they are curft or bleft. 
 
 VI. 
 
 Vjon the Flint in the Water. 
 
 This Flint, time out of mind, has there abode, 
 Where Chryftal Streams make their continual Road , 
 Yet it abides a Flint as much as 'twere, 
 Before it touch'dthe Water, or came there. 
 
 Its hard cbduratenefsis not abated, 
 Tis not at all by water penetrated. 
 
 Though 
 
(to) 
 Though water hath a foftning vertue in't, 
 This Stone it can't difFolve, 'caufe 'tis a Flint- 
 Yea though it in the water dotbrremain j 
 It doth it's fiery nature (till retain. 
 If youoppofe it with it's Oppofit, 
 At you, yea, in your face it's fire 'twill (pit. 
 
 This Flint an Emblem is of thofe that lye, 
 Like ftones,under the Word, until they dye. 
 It's Chryftal Streams hath not their nature change 
 They are not from their Lulls by Gracceftrangeci. 
 
 VII. 
 
 Vptm the Fijb in the Water. 
 
 The water is the Fifhes Element : 
 Take her from thence, none can her death prevent 
 And.fome have faid,^ who have Tranfgreffbrs been, 
 As good nor be, as to be kept from fin. 
 
 2. 
 The water is the Fifhes Element ; 
 Leave her but there, and fhe is well content. 
 So*s he who in the path of Life doth plod, 
 Take all* fays he, let me but have my God. 
 
 a, 
 
3. 
 The water is the Filhes Element/ 
 Her fportings there ro her arc excellent 
 So is God's Service onto Holy men, 
 They are not in their Element till'thcn. 
 
 VII L 
 
 Vpm the Swallow. 
 
 TKis pretty Bird, oh i how (he flies and fogs ! 
 But could (he do Co if (he had no: Wings? 
 Her Wings, befpeakmy Faith,her Songs ray Peace 
 
 When I believe and ling, my Dorirtings ceaa 
 
 IX. 
 
 Vf on the Bee. 
 
 HP He Bee goes out and Honey home doth bring ; 
 * And fome who feek that Hony find a fting, 
 Now wouldft thou have the Hony and be free 
 From Hinging j in the firft place kill the Bee. 
 
 Comp&tfon. 
 
 This Bee an Emblem truly k of dn 
 Whore Sweet onto a many death hath been. 
 *w would'ft have S 7 ;zzt from fin, and yes cot dye, 
 do thou it in the firft place mortifie. * 
 
 :z. 
 
I 
 
 (xO 
 
 X. 
 
 Vpon the Creed, 
 
 Do believe in God i 
 And in his only Son*, 
 
 * as to bis Born of a Woman, yet * begot 
 Godhead. Before the World begun. 
 
 lalfo do believe 
 That he was crucifi'd, 
 Was dead and bnried ; and yet 
 
 * as to his Believe he * never dy'd. 
 Godhead. The Third day I believe 
 He did rife from the dead ^ 
 
 Went up to Heavn, and is of God 
 Of all things made the Head, 
 
 Alfo I do believe, 
 That he from thence (hall come. 
 To judge the quick, the dead,and to 
 Give untoall juMDoom. 
 
 Moreover I believe 
 In God the Holy Ghofl: ; 
 And that there is an Holy Church, 
 An univerfal Hoft. 
 
 Alfo I do believe, 
 That fin (hall be forgiven* 
 And that the dead foaii rife ; and that 
 The Saints fhall dwell in Heaven. 
 
 XI. 
 
Cm) 
 
 XL 
 
 Vpoti a lotfringMormn^. 
 
 tfl/EH, with the day, I fee, the Clouds appear, 
 
 And mix the light with darknefs every where .• 
 This threatmng is to Travellers, that go. 
 Long Journeys, flabby Rain, they'l have or Snow, 
 Elfe while I gaze, the Sun doth with his beams 
 Belace the Clouds, as 'f were with bloody Streams; 
 This done, they fuddenly do watry grow, 
 And weep, and pour their tears out where they go. 
 
 Comyartfon. 
 
 Thus 'tis when Gofpel-light doth ulher in 
 Tous, both fenfe of Grace, and fenfe of.Sin \ 
 Yea v?hen it makes fin red with ChrilFs blood. 
 Then we can weep, till weeping does us good- 
 
 XII. 
 Vpon over-mnch Nicemjs. 
 
 TIs much to fee how over-Nice forae are, 
 About the Body and Houfhold Affair : 
 While what's of worth, they (lightly pafs itby, 
 Not doing, or doing it flovenly. 
 
 Their 
 
(*4) 
 Their houfe muft be well fumifti^be in print ; 
 Mean while their Soul lies ley, hjss do good iriL 
 Its outfide alfo they muft beautifie, 
 When in it there's fcarce common Honefty. 
 
 Their Bodies they muft have trick'd up, and trim 
 Their infide full of Filth up to the brim. 
 Upon their cloths there muft not be a fpot, 
 But ls their lives morethen one common Blot? 
 
 How nice, how coy are fome about their Diet, 
 That can their crying Souls with Hogs- meat quiet. 
 All dreft muft to an hair be, elfe 'tis naught, 
 While of the living bread they have no thought* 
 Thus for their Outfide they are clean and nice, 
 While their poor Infide ft inks with fin and vice. 
 
 JLlh 
 
 Meditations upon the C&ndk. 
 
 MAn's like a Candle in a Candfeftick, 
 Made up of Tallow, and a little Wick-, 
 And as the Candle is when 'tis not lighted, 
 So is he who is in his fins benighted. 
 Nor can a man his Soul with Grace infpire, 
 More then can Candles fet themfelves on fire. 
 
 Candles receive their light from what they are ndfc 
 Men Grace from him, for whom at'firft they carenot, 
 ^ We manage Candles when they take the fire j 
 God men, when he with Grace doth them infpire. 
 
 And 
 
And biggeft Candles give the better light, 
 As Grace on biggeft Sinners (Vines mofl. 
 
 The Candle (nines to make another 
 A Saint unto his Neighbour ligh mould 
 
 The blinking Candle we do much defpifc, 
 Saints dim of light are high in no mans eyes. 
 
 Again , though it may feem to fomea Riddle, 
 We ufe to light our Candle at the middle ; 
 True, light doth at the Candles end appear, 
 And Grace the heart firft reaches by the Ear. 
 But 'tis the Wick the fire doth kindle on, 
 As 'tis the heart that Grace firft works upon. 
 Thus both doth fallen upon what's the main, 
 And fo their Life and Vigour do maintain. 
 
 The Tallow makes the Wick yield to thefire; 
 And finful Flefh doth make the Soul defire, 
 Thar Grace may kindle on it, in it bun 5 
 So Evil makes the Soul from Evil turn. 
 
 Bur. Candles in the wind are apt to flare \ 
 And Chrift'ans in a Tempelt to defpair. 
 
 The flame alfo with Smoak attended is ? 
 And in our holy lives there's much amifs. 
 
 Sometimes a Thief will candle-light annoy, 
 And lufts do feek our Graces to deftroy. 
 
 What brackifh is will make a Candle fputter *, 
 T'wixt fin and Grace there's oft a heavy clutter. 
 
 Sometimes the light burns dim, 'cauie of the fnuff, 
 Sometimes it is blown quite out with a puff. 
 
 But Watchfulnefs preventeth both tfclefe evils, % 
 Keeps Candles light and Grace in fpigtat of Devils. 
 
 Nor 
 
Nor let not fnufFsnor puffs make us to doubt; 
 Our Candles may be lighted, though puffiout. 
 
 The Candle io the night doth all excel. 
 Nor Sun, nor Moon, nor Scars, then (Vine fo well. 
 So is the Christian in our Hemifphere, 
 Whofe light (hews others how their courfe ta (leer. 
 
 When Candles are put out, all's in confufion j 
 where Chriftians are not, Devils make Intrufion. 
 Then happy are they whofuch Candles have, 
 All others dwell in darknefs and the Grave. 
 
 But Candles that do blink within the Socket, 
 And Saints whofe heads are always in their pocket, 
 Are much alike ; fuch Candles make us fumble, 
 And at fuch Saints,good men and bad do [tumble. 
 
 Good Candles do'nt offend, except fore eyes, 
 Nor hurt unlefs it be the filly Flies : 
 Thus none like burning Candles in the night , 
 Nor ought to holy living for delight. 
 
 But let us draw towards the Candles end, 
 The fire,you fee, doth Wick and Tallow fpend. 
 As Grace mans life, until his Glafs is run, 
 And fo the Candle and the Man is done. 
 
 The man now lays him down upon his Bed j 
 The Wick yields up its fire *, and fo is dead. 
 The Candle now extinft is, but the man, 
 By Grace mounts up to Glory, there to fland. 
 
 XIV 
 
XIV. 
 
 Upon the Sacraments. 
 
 Two Sacraments I do believe there be, 
 Baptifm and the Supper of the Lord : 
 Both Myfteries divine, which do to me, 
 By Gods appoi ntment, benefit afford : 
 But (hall they be my God ? or fnall I have 
 Of them fo foul and impious a Thought, 
 To think that from the Curfe they can me fave ? 
 Bread, Wine, nor Water me no ramfom bought. 
 
 XV. 
 
 Vpon the Suns Reflellion upon the Clouds in a fair Mor- 
 ning. 
 
 T Ook yonder, ah ! Methinks mine eyes do fee, 
 JL/ Clouds edg'd with filver, as fine Garments be ! 
 They look as if they faw that Golden face, 
 That makes black Clouds moll beautiful with Grace. 
 
 Unto the Saints fweet incenfe or their Prayer, 
 Thefe Smoaky curdled Clouds I do compare. 
 For as thefe Clouds feem edg'd or lae'd with Gold, 
 Their Prayers return with Bledings manifold. 
 
 XVI 
 
08) 
 XVI. 
 
 "Upon Apparel. 
 
 GOd gave usCloaths to hide cmr Nak&dmfs, 
 And we by them, do it expofe to View. 
 Our Pride, and unclean Minds, to an excep , 
 By our Apparel we toothers (hew. 
 
 XVII. 
 
 The Sinner and the Spider. 
 
 Sinner. 
 
 Hat black ? what ugly crawling thing art 
 Spider. (thoo? 
 
 vv 
 
 I am a Spider 
 
 Sinner. 
 A Spider , J^ alfo aflthy Creature. 
 
 Spider. 
 
 Not filthy as thy felf, in Name or Feature : 
 My Name iu tailed is to my Creation j 
 My Feature's from the God of thy Salvation. 
 
 Sinner, 
 lam a Mat\ and in God's Image made, 
 I batte a Sonlfhall neither dye nor fade : 
 God has poffefjed me with humane Reafon, 
 Speaf^ntt agatnft me, left 'thou fpeakefi Treason. 
 
Op) 
 
 For if I*™ the Image cfmy Maker, 
 Of Slander i laid on me he is Partak&r. 
 
 Spider* 
 
 I know thou art a Creature far above me, 
 Therefore I fhun, f fear, and alfo love rhee. 
 But tho thy God hath made thee fuch a Crearure, 
 Thou hall: agatnft him often played the Traitor. 
 Thy fin has fetcht thee down : Leave off to boail \ 
 Nature thou halt dcftTd , God's Image loft. 
 Yea thou, thy J elf a very^Beaft haft: made, 
 And art become like Grafs, which Toon doth fade. 
 Thy Soul, thyReafon, yea thy fpotlefs State* 
 Sin has fubjected to th'moft dreadful fate. 
 But I retain my primitive condition, 
 I've alj, but what I loll by thy Ambition. 
 Sinner. 
 
 Thou venom d thing, J k n °w not ™hat to call the?*) 
 the Dregs of Nature far ely did hefal thee \ 
 IhoH waft mads of the Drofs, and Scum of all ' 7 
 Mar. hates thee y doih tnfcon n thee Spider call. 
 
 Spider. 
 My Venom s good for fortieth ing,'caufe God made it i 
 Thy Sin has fpoiit thy Nature, doth degrade it 
 Of humane Vertues^ thereforethol fear thee, 
 I will not, tho I might, defpife and jear thee. 
 Thou fay ft I am the very Dregs of Nature, 
 Th V Sir's the fpawn of Devils, 'tis do Creature 
 Thou fay ft man hates me, 'caufe I am a Spider. 
 p oor man, thou at thy God art a Derider : 
 
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 My venom tendcth to ray Prefervation ; 
 Thy pleafing Follies work out thy Damnation. 
 Poor man, 1 keep the rules of my Creation \ 
 Thy Hn has caft thee headlong from thy Station, 
 I hurt no body willingly, but thou 
 Art a felf-Murderer: Thou knowfl not how 
 To do what good'is, no thou loveft evil*, • 
 Thou fly'fl: God's Law, adhereft to the Devil 
 
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 lll-fhapedCreatnre there s Antipathy 
 'Twixt Men and Spiders, 'its in vain to lie, 
 I bate thee % ft and off\ if thou doft come mgh me y 
 rilcrtifo thee with my foot-, I do defie thee* 
 Spider. 
 
 They are ill fhap't, who warped are by fin* 
 Antipathy jn thee haih longtime bin 
 To God. No marvel then, if me his Creature 
 Thou dofh defie, pretending Name and Feature. 
 But why (land o(F? My Prefence fhall not throng thee, 
 'Tis not my venom, but thy fiu doth wrong thee. 
 
 Come I will teach thee Wifdom, do but hear ffl? ? 
 I was made for thy profit, do not feer me. 
 
 But if thy God thou wilt not hearken to, 
 What can the Swallow, Ant, or Spider do? 
 Yet I will fpeak, 1 can but be reje&ed - 7 
 Sometime5 great things, by fmall means are effected 
 
 Hai k then ; tho man is noble by Creation, 
 He's lapi'ed now to fuch Degeneration j 
 Is fo befotted, and fo carelels grown, 
 Asr.oc to grieve, though he has overthrown 
 
 Hiaifdf 
 
Himfelf, and brought to Bondage every thing 
 Created, from the Spider to the King. 
 
 This we poor Seniitives do feel and fee \ 
 For fubjectto theCurfeyou made us be. 
 Tread no: upon memeither from me go ; 
 J Tisman which has brought all the world to Wo. 
 
 The Law cf my Creationbids me teach thee;, 
 I will not for thy Pride to God impeach thee. 
 
 I fpin, I weave, and ail to let thee fee, 
 Thy belt performances but Cob- webs be. 
 Thy Glory now is brought to fuch an Ebb, 
 It doth not much excel the Spider's Web. 
 My Webs becoming fnares aud traps forFlics ; 
 Do fet the wiles of Hell before thine eyes. 
 Their tangling nature is to kt thee fee, 
 Thy fms (too ) of a tangling nature be. 
 My Den, or Hole, for that Yisbottomlefs, 
 Doth of Damnation fhevv the Laftingnefs. 
 My lying quat, until the Fly is catcht, 
 Shews, fecretlyHeil hath thy ruin hatcht. 
 lothatlonherfeize, when (he is taken, 
 1 (hew who gathers whom God hath forfaken. 
 The Fly lies buzzing in my Web to tell 
 Thee, how the Sinners roar and bowl in Hell 
 
 Nowiince 1 fnew thee all thefe Mylteries, 
 How canlt thoahate me; or me Scandalize ? 
 
 Sinner. - 
 
 We^ mil, I no more will be a Verider ; 
 I did not look for fuch things from a Spider. 
 
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 Spider. 
 
 Come, hold thy peace, what I have yet to fay, 
 
 If heeded, help thee may another day. 
 
 Since I an ugly ven'mous Creature be, 
 
 There is fome Semblance 'cwtxt vile Man and Me. 
 
 My wild and heediels Runnings, are like thofe 
 Whofe ways to xuin do their Souls expoie. 
 Day- light is not my time, I work 'krf night. 
 To (hew, they are like me who hate the Light. 
 The flighted Brufh will overthrow my houfe, 
 To (hew falfe Pleafures are not worfes Loufe, 
 The Maid fweeps one Web down, I make another j 
 To (hew how heedlefs ones Convictions fmothcr. 
 My Web is no defence stall to me, 
 Nor will faife Hopes at Judgment be to thee. 
 
 S wrier. 
 O Spider I have heard thee, and do wonder, 
 ji Sfider fliotdd thus lighten, and thus thunder \ 
 Spider. 
 Do but hold flil), and 1 wifl'lct thee, fee, 
 Yet in my ways more Myfteries there be. 
 Shall not Idotheegood, ifi thee tell, 
 ! fhew to thee a four- fold way to Hell. 
 
 For fince I fet my Webs in lundry places, 
 I [hew men go to Hell in divers traces 
 
 One I fet en the window, that J might 
 Shew, fome go down to Hell with Gofpel-lighL 
 
 One I fer m a Corner, as you fee, 
 To (hew, how fome in lecrct inared be. 
 
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 Grofs Webs great flore I fet in darkfome places, 
 To (hew, how many fin with brazen faces. 
 
 Another Web I fet aloft on high, 
 To (hew, there's fome profefTmg men mull dye. 
 Thus ia my Ways, God Wifdom doth conceal -, 
 And by my ways, that Wifdom doth reveal. 
 
 1 hide my felf,when I for Flies do wait, 
 So doth the Devil, when he lays his bait. 
 Ifl do fearthelofingofmyprey, 
 1 ftir me, and more fnares upon her lay. 
 This way, and that, her Wings and Legs I eye, 
 That fure as (he is catcht, fo (he rauft dye. 
 But i f I fee file's like to get away, 
 Then with my Venom, I her journey [lay. 
 All which my ways, the Devii imitates, 
 To catch men 'caufehe their Salvation hates. 
 Sinner. 
 
 Spider , thou di Ughfft me with thy Sk$ % 
 I prethee Jptt this Ver.om at me ft ill. 
 
 Spider. 
 
 1 am a Spider, yet I can pofiefs 
 
 The Palace of a King, where Happinefs 
 
 So much abounds. Nor when I do go thither, 
 
 Do they ask what, or whence I come, or whether 
 
 1 make my hafly Travels, no not they •, 
 
 They let me pafs, and I go on my way. 
 
 1 feize the Palace, do with hands take hold 
 
 Of Ooors, of locks, or bolts ^ yea I am bold. 
 
 When in, to Clamber up unto the Throne, 
 And to pofiefs it> as if 'twere mine own. K 
 
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 Ncris there ar\> Law for bidding me 
 Here co abide, ot in this Palace be. 
 
 Yea, in pleafc I do thehigheft Stories 
 Afoond, theiefir, arid fo behold the Glories* 
 My felf is compafi: with, as ifl were 
 One ofihechiefefi: Courtiers that be there. 
 
 Here Lords and Ladies do come round about me, 
 With grave Demeanor.- Nor do any flout me, 
 For this my brave Adventure, no not they •, 
 They come, they go, but leave me there today. 
 
 Now, my Reproacher,I do by all this 
 Shewliow thou may 'ft po fiefs thy felf of Blifs : 
 Thou art worfe than a Spider, but take hold 
 On Chriir. theDoor, thou malt not be controuPd. 
 By him do thou the Heavenly Palace enter, 
 None chide thee will for this thy brave Adventure. 
 
 Approach thou then unto the very Throne, 
 There {peak thy mind, fear not, the Day's thine own. 
 Nor Saint nor Angel will thee (toper fray ', 
 But rather tumble blocks cut of thy way. 
 My Venom (lops not me, let not thy Vice 
 Stop thee \ pofiefs thy felf of Paradice. 
 
 Go on, 1 fay. although thou be a Sinner, 
 L.earn to be bold in Faith of me a Spinner. 
 This is the way the Glories to pofiefs, 
 And to enjoy what no man can exprefs. 
 
 Sometimes I find the Palace door uplock't j 
 And fo my entrance thither as up blockt. 
 But am 1 daunted > No. I here and there 
 Do feel, andfcaTch:, fo, if I anywhere, 
 
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Ac any chink or crevife find my way, 
 
 ! croud,I prcfs for paflage, make do flay ; 
 
 And fo, tho difficultly, I attain 
 
 The Palace, yen the Throne where Princes reign. 
 
 I croud fometimes,as if Fd burft in fonder i 
 
 And art thou crufh't with flriving do not wonder. 
 
 Some fcarce get in, and yet indeed they enter •, 
 
 Knook, for they nothing have that nothing venture. 
 
 Nor will the King himfelf throw dirt on thee, 
 As thou haft cafl Reproaches upon me. 
 He will not hate thee, O thou foul Bacfe Aider/ 
 As thou didft me, becaufe I am a Spider. 
 
 Now, to conclude •, fince I fuch Doctrine bring, 
 Slight me no more, call me not ugly thing. 
 God wifdom hath unto the Pifs-ant given, 
 And Spiders may teach men the way to Heaven. 
 
 Sinner, 
 
 Well, my good Spider, I my Errors fee , 
 
 1 vas a. fool for ratling upon thee. 
 
 Thy Nature^ Vc.nom y and thy fearful Hue, 
 
 BotJijhew \vha>S<nners are, and what they do. 
 
 Thy iray and works do alfo darkly tell, 
 ncv? fame men "oto Heaven, and fomc to Hell, 
 Thcitart. my Monitor ,/ am a Fcol j 
 Toty learn may, that to Spiders go to School. 
 
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XVIII. 
 
 Mcditatiens upon day before San- fifing, 
 
 But all this while, where's he whofe Golden rayj 
 Drives night away,and beautifies our days? 
 Where's he whofe goodly face doth warm and heal, 
 And (hew us what the dar kfome nights conceal ? 
 Where's he that thaws our Ice, drives Cold away ? 
 Let's have him, or we care not for the day. 
 
 Thus 'tis with who partakers are of Grace, 
 There's nought to them like their Redeemers face. 
 
 XIX. 
 
 Of the Mole in the Ground. 
 
 THe Mole's a Creature very fmoorh and flick, 
 She digs i'th'dirt, but 'twill not on her Irick. 
 So's he who counts this world hisgreateft gains, 
 Yet nothing gees hut's labour for his pains. 
 Earth's the Mole's Element, (he can't abide 
 To be above ground, dirt heaps are her pride ' 7 
 And he is likeher,who the Wordiingplay^, 
 He imitates her in her works, and ways. 
 
 Poor filly Mole, that thou fhouldlr love to be, 
 Where thou, nor Sun, nor Moon, nor Stars can fee. 
 Bnt oh 1 How f lly's he. who doth not care, 
 So he gets Earth, to have of Heaven a fhare . 
 
 
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 Thou Booby, fayft thou nothing but Cucfyvc !' 
 The fofow and the Wren can thee oct do. 
 Thty to us play thorow their little throats^ 
 Not one, but fundry pretty taking Notes. 
 
 But thou Ion ft Felldws , fome lathee can do 
 Little but fuck,onr Eggs^ and fing Cuckow. 
 
 Thy notes do not Firft welcome in our Spring, 
 Nor doft thou it's firft Tokens to us bring. 
 Birds lefs then thee by far,Iike Prophets, do 
 Tell us 'tis coming, tho not by Cuckow. 
 
 Nor doft thou Summer have away with thee, 
 Though thouayauling, hauling Cuckow be. 
 When thou doft ceafe among us to appear, 
 Then dotii our Harveft bravely crown our year. 
 
 but t bon ha ft fellows, feme like thee can do 
 Utile but fud^nuT Eggs , and fing Cuckow. 
 
 Since Cuckows forward not our early Spring, 
 Nor help with notes to bring our Harveft is.- 
 And fince while here , (he only makes a noife, 
 ^o pieafing unto noneas Girls and Boys \ 
 The Formal ift we may compare her to, 
 for he doth fuck our Eggs and fing Cuckoo 
 
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 XXL 
 
 Of the Boy and Butter Fly. 
 
 Behold how eager this our little Boy, 
 L of this Butter Fly, as if all Joy, 
 All Profits, Honours, yea and lading Pleafures, 
 Were wrapt up in her, or the richeft Treafures, 
 Found in her would be bundled up together, 
 When all her all is lighter than a feather. 
 
 He hollo's, runs, and cries out here Boys, here, 
 Nor doth he Brambles or the Nettles fear : 
 He Humbles at the Mole-Hills, up he gets, 
 And runs again, as one bereft of wirs-, 
 And all this labour and this large Cut-cry, 
 Is only for a filly Butter fly. 
 
 GomparifoiJ. 
 
 Thislittle Boy an Emblem is of thofe, 
 
 Whofe hearts are wholly at the World's difpofe. 
 
 TheButter-fly dothreprefenttomc, 
 
 The Worlds bell things at beO but fading be. 
 
 All are iut painted Nothings and falfe Joys, 
 
 Like this poor Butter- fly to rhefe our Boys. 
 
 His runni ng thorough Nettles, Thorns and Bryers, 
 To gratifie hisboyifh fond defires, 
 His tumbling over Mole-hills to attain 
 His end, namely, his Butter-fly to gam j 
 
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 Doth plainly fhew, what hazards fome men-run, 
 
 To get what will be lull as foon as won. 
 
 Men leem in Choice, then children far more wife, 
 
 Bccaufe they run not after Butter, flies .- 
 
 When yet alas /for what are empty Toys 
 
 1 hey follow Children, like to beardlefs toy;. 
 
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 Of the Fly at the Candle. 
 
 WhatailsthisFIy thus defperately to enter 
 A Corrtbat w ith the Candle ? will (he venture 
 To claSfl.at light ? Away thou filly fly • 
 Thusdoing, thou wilt burn thy wings and dye. 
 
 But 'tis a folly her advice to give, 
 She'l kill the Candle, or (he will not live. 
 
 Slap, favsfhe, at it; then fhe makes retreat. 
 So wheels about and doth her blows repeat. 
 
 Nor doth the Candle let her quite efcape, 
 But gives fome little check unto the Ape : 
 Throws up her heels it doth, fo down me falls 
 Where (he liesfprawling, and for fuccor calls. ' 
 
 When (he recovers, up(hegets3gain, 
 And at the Candle comes with might and main 
 But cow behold, the Candle takes theTly, 
 And holds her till medoth by burning dve, 
 
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 Cmfarifin* 
 
 This Candle is an Emblem of that Light, 
 Cur Gofpel gives in this our darkfome night* 
 The Fly a lively Picture is of thofe 
 That hate, and do this Gofpel light oppofe. 
 At laft; the Gofpel doth become their fnare, 
 Doth thein with burning hands inpeices tear. 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 Vpon the Lark and the Fowler 
 
 Thou fimple Bird what mak'ft thou here to play i 
 Look, there's the Fowler, prethee come away. 
 Doll not behold the Met ? Look there 'tis fpread, 
 Venture a little further thou art dead. 
 
 Is there not room enough in all the Field 
 For thee topiay in, but thou needs muft yield 
 To the deceitful giitt'nng of a Glafs, 
 Plac'd betwixt Nets to bring thy death topafs? 
 
 Bird, if thou art fo much fordazling light, 
 Look, there's the Sun above thee, dart upright? 
 Thy nature istofoar up to the Sky, 
 Why wilt thou come down to the nets, and dye? 
 
 Take no heed to the Fowler's cempnng Call j 
 This whittle he enchanteth Birds withal. 
 Or if thou feeft a live Bird in his net, 
 Belkve (he's there 'caufe thence (he cannot get. 
 
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 Look how he teropteth thee with his Decov, 
 That he may rob thee of thy Life, thy Joy ; 
 Come, prethee Bird, I prethee come away, 
 Why mould this net thee take,when 'fcape thou may? 
 
 Hadft thou not Wings,or were thy feathers pull'd, 
 Or waft thou blind or fad afleep wer'c lull'd ; 
 The cafe would fomewhat alter, but for thee, 
 Thy eyes are ope, andchou hall Wings to fee. 
 
 Remember that thy Song is in thy Rife, 
 Not in thy Fall, Earth's not thy Paradife.^ 
 Kecpup aloft then, -let thy circuits be 
 Above, where Birds from Fo wlets nets axe free, 
 
 Comparifon 
 
 This Fowler is an Emblem of the Devi!, 
 His Nets and Whittle, Figures of all eviJ. 
 HisGlafsan Emblem is of finful Pleafure, 
 And his Decoy, of who counts fin a Treaibre. 
 
 This fimple Lark's a Ihadow of a Saint, 
 Under allurings, ready now to faint. 
 
 This admonifhera true Teacher is, 
 Whofe work's to (hew the Soul the fnare andblifo 
 And how it may this Fowler's net efcape, 
 And not commit upon it felf this Rape. 
 
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XXIV. 
 
 Of the fatted Swine* 
 
 Ah, Sirrah ! I perceive thou arc Corn-fed, 
 With bell of Hoggs-meat thou art pampered. 
 Thou wallow'il in thy fat, upihou art ftald, 
 Art not as heretofore to Hogs- wafh call'd . ( it. 
 
 Thine Ortslean Pigs would leapat,ni)ght they have 
 One may fee by their whining how tfyey crave it. 
 But Hogg, why look'ft fo big ? Why dofl; fo flounce, 
 Sofnort, and fling away, doft now renounce 
 Subjection to thy Lord, 'caufe he has fed thee? 
 Thou art yet but a Hogg, offuch he bred thee. 
 Layby thy fnorting^ do not look fo big, 
 What was thy PredecefTor but a Pig. 
 
 But come my gruntling,when thou art full kd 9 
 Forth to the Butchers Stall thou mud be led. 
 Then will an end be put untothy fnor tings, 
 Uoto thy boarilh Looks and hoggifh Sportiflgs * f 
 Then thy Ihrill crys will eccho in the air » 
 Thus will my Pig for all his Greatnefs fare. 
 
 Comparifofl. 
 
 This Emblem mews, fome men are in this life, 
 Like full-fed Hoggs prepared for the Knife. 
 It likewife (hews fome can take no Reproof 
 More f han the fatted Hogg, whoftands aloof. 
 
 Yea 
 
Yea; that they never will for mercy cry, 
 Tiii time is paft, and they fo: fin mult dye. 
 
 XXV. 
 
 On the ji fag of the Sun. 
 
 LOok,looVorave Sol doth peep up from beneath. 
 Shews us his golden face, doth on us bteath. 
 He alfo doth compafsus round wirti Glories, 
 Whilft he afcends up to his higher Stories. 
 Where he his Banner over us difplays, 
 And gives us light to fee our Works and Ways. 
 
 Nor are we now, as at the peep of light, 
 To queftion, Is it day, or is it night ? 
 The night is gone, the (had ow's fled away •, 
 And we now moft fure are that it is day. 
 Our Eyes behold it, and our Hearts believe it, 
 Nor can the wit of man in this deceive it. 
 
 And thus it is when Jefus (hews his face, 
 And doth affure us of his Love and Grace. 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 Vpon the promififtgFruitfulnefs of a Tree. 
 
 Comely fight indeed it is to fee, 
 
 A World of Bibflbms on an Apple-tree. 
 
 Yet far more comely would this Tree appear, . 
 
 If all its dainty blooms young Apples were, 
 
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 But how much more might one upon it fee, 
 If all would hang there till they ripe ftiould be. 
 But molt of all in"Beauty 'twould abound, 
 If then none worm-eaten could there be fouud. 
 
 But we, alas! Do commonly behold 
 Blooms fall apace, if mornings be but cold. 
 They (too ) which hang till they young Apples are, 
 By blading Winds and Vermtne take defpair. 
 Store that do hang, while almoft ripe, we fee 
 By bluftnng Winds are (haken from the Tree. 
 So that of many only fome there be, 
 That grow till they come to Maturity. 
 
 Comparifon. 
 
 This Tree a perfect Emblem is of thofe, 
 Which God doth plant, which in his Garden grows. 
 
 It's blafted Blooms are Motions unto Good, 
 Which chill Affections do nip in the bud. 
 
 Thofe little Apples which yet blafted are, 
 Shew, fame good Purpoje s t no good Fruits bare. 
 
 Thofe fpoilt by Vermin are to let us fee, 
 How good Attempts by b2d Thoughts ruin'd be. 
 
 Thofe which the Wind blows down,while they are 
 Shew, good Work* have by Tryal fpoyled been.*(green, 
 
 Thofe that abide, while ripe, upon the Tree, 
 Shew, in a good man fome ripe Fruit wdl be. 
 
 Behold then how aborrjve fome Froicsare, 
 Which at the fir It moft promifing appear. 
 
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the Froft,the Wind,the Worm with time doth (hew. 
 There flows from much Appearance, works but few 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 On the Pofl-bcy. 
 
 BEhold this Poft-boy, with what hafteand fpeed 
 He travels on the Road ; and there is need 
 That he fo does, his Bufinefs call for hafte. 
 For mould he in his Journey now be call:, 
 His Life for that default might hap to go ; 
 Yea, and the Kingdom come to ruin too. 
 Stages are for him fixt, his hour is Cet^ 
 He has a Horn to found* that none may let 
 Him in his hafte, or give him flop or (lay . 
 Then Poft-boy blow thy horn, and go thy way. 
 
 Comparifoti* 
 
 This Poft-boy in this haftean Emblem (s, 
 Of thofe that are let out for lading Blifs. 
 Nor Pofts that glide the road from day to day, 
 Have fo much bufinefs, nor concerns as they. 
 Make clear the road then, Poft-boy found thy horn, 
 Mifcarry here, and better n'erc been born. 
 
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 Z//)^^ //?f //orp in the Mill. 
 
 HOt fa fhat work i'th'MiJl muft hood-wink'C be , 
 For rhey'lbefick or giddy, if they fee. 
 Bur keep them blind enough, and they will go 
 That way which would a feeing Horfe undo. 
 
 Comparifon. 
 
 Thus 'tis with thofe that do go Satan's Round, 
 No feeing man can live upon his ground. 
 Then let us count thofe unto fin inclin'd, 
 Either befides their wits, bewitch'd or blind. 
 
 XXIX 
 
 Upon a King of Bills* 
 
 (weak, 
 
 BElls have wide mouths and tongues, but are too 
 Have they not help, to ling, or talk, orfpeak 
 But if you move them they will mak't appear, 
 By fpeakmg they* I make all the Town to hear. 
 ^ When Ringers handle them with Art and Skill, 
 \ hey Lhen the ears of their Obfervers fill, 
 With fuch brave Notes, they ting and tang fo well 
 As to out ftnpatl with their ding, dong, Bell, 
 
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 OmparifoTJ. 
 
 Thefe Bells are like the Powers of my Soul % 
 rheir Clappers to the Paflions of my mind 
 Die Ropes by which my Bells are madetotolc, 
 (Vre Promifes ( I by experience find) 
 
 My body is the Steeple, where they hang, 
 My Graces they which do ring ev'ry Bell : 
 Mor is there any thing gives fuch a tang, 
 A/hen by thefe Ropes thefe Ringers ring them well. 
 
 Let not my Bells thefe Ringers waotyior Ropes •, 
 (ea let them have room for to fwing and fway : 
 ro tofs themfelves deny them not their Scopes, 
 -ord ! in my Steeple give them room to play, 
 ftheydotole, ring out, or chime all in, 
 rhey drown the tempting tinckling Voice of Vice : 
 -ord .' when my Bells have gone, my Soul has bin 
 \s 'twere a tumbling in this Paradice ! 
 
 Or if thefeRmgers do the Changes ring, 
 ipon my Bells, they do fuch Mufick make, 
 Uy Soul then(Lord)cannot but bounce and fing, 
 >o greatly her they with their Mufick t2kc. 
 Jut Boys ( my Lufts) into my Belfry go, 
 ^nd pull thefe Ropes, but do no Mufick make 
 rhey rather turn my Be Us by what they do, 
 -)r by diforder make my Steeple (hake. 
 
 Then, Lord ! 1 pray thee keep my Belfry Key, 
 -et none but Graces meddle with thefe Ropes : 
 *nd when thefe naughty Boys come, fay them Nay? 
 : roni fuch Ringers of Mufick there's no hopes. 
 
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 . O Lord * If thy poor Child might have his wib\ 
 And might his meaning freely to thee tell:, 
 He never of this Mufick has his fill, 
 ThereYnctrung to him like thyding>dong, Bell. 
 
 XXX. 
 
 V pox the Thief. 
 
 Hp He Thief, when he doth flea!, thinks he doth ga'tRj 
 1 Yet then the grcateft Lofs he doth fuftain. 
 Come Thief, tell me thy Gains, but do not falter. 
 When fum'd what comes it to more than the Halter? 
 
 Perhaps, thoul'tfay, the Halter I defie , 
 So thou may ft: fay, 4 yet by the Halter dye. 
 Thoul't lay, then there's an end •, no 5 preth'ce hold, 
 He was no Friend of.thinethat thee i'o told. 
 
 Hear thon the Word of God, that will thee tell, 
 Without Repentance Thieves mull go to Hell. 
 But Ihotild it be as thy falfe Prophet fays, 
 Vet nought but Lois doth come by Thicvtfh ways. 
 
 All honed men will flee thy Company, 
 Thou liv'ft a Rogue, and foa Rogue wile dye. 
 Innocent boldnefs thou haft none at all, 
 Thy inward thoughts do thee a Villain call. 
 
 Sometimes when thou ly'ft warmly on thy Bed* 
 Thou art like one unto the Gallows led. 
 Fear, as a Conftable, breaks in upon thee % 
 Thou art as if the Town was up to ftone thee. 
 
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 If Hogs do grunr, or filly Rats do rude, 
 Thou arc in confirmations, think'ft a bufle 
 By men about the door is made to take thee * 
 And all becauTegood Confcience doth forlake ihee. 
 
 Thy cafe is mod deplorably bad •, 
 Thou ihun'fi: to think on't.lefl: thou (houldfl: be mad. 
 Thou art befet with mifchiefsev'ry way, 
 The Gallows groanech for thee cv'ry day. 
 
 Wherefore, I prethee Tnief,thy Theft forbear, 
 Confuit thy fafety, prethee have a care. 
 If once thy Head be got within the Noofe, 
 'Twill be too late a longer Life to thufe. 
 
 As to the Penitent thou readeft of, 
 What's that to them who at Repentance feoff! 
 Nor is that Grace at thy Command or PowY, 
 That thou fhouldft put it offtill the lalt hour. 
 
 I prethee Thief think pn't, and turn betime-, 
 
 Few go to Life who Jo che Gallows clime. 
 
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 Oflhe Child mth the Bird at the Bujh. 
 
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 \Ay Httle Bird, how canfb thou fit; 
 JlVjL And fing amidfl: To many Thorns / 
 Let me bnt hold upon thee get. 
 My Love with Honour thee adorns. 
 Thou art at prefent little worth •, 
 Five farthings none will give for thee. 
 But prethee little Bird come forth, 
 Thou of more value art to me. 
 
 'Tis true, it is Sun-fhine today, 
 TomorrowBirdswill have aStorm •, 
 My pretty one, come thou away, 
 My Bofora then (hall keep thee warm. 
 Thou fubjett art to cold o'nights, 
 When darknefs is thy covering, 
 At day's thy dangers great by Kites, 
 How canft thou then fit there and fing? 
 
 Thy 
 
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 Thy food is fcarce and fcanty too, 
 Tis Worms and Tralh which thou doit eat ^ 
 Thy prefcnt Itate I pity do, 
 Come, Pll provide thee better meat. 
 
 Pll feed thee with white Bread and Milk T 
 And Suger-plumbs, if them thou crave - y 
 I'll cover thee with fincft Silk, 
 That from the cold I may thee fave. 
 
 My- Father's Palace (hall be thine, 
 Yea in it thou (halt fit and fing * 
 My little Bird, if choul't be mine, 
 The whole year round (hall be thy Spring. 
 
 I'll teach thee all the Notes at Court ' 7 
 Urn nought of Mufick thou (halt play i 
 And all that thither do report, 
 Shall praife thee for it ev'ry day. 
 
 I'll keep thee fafe from Cat and Cur, 
 No manncro'harm (hall come to theei 
 Yea, I will be thy Succourer, 
 My Bofom (hall thy Cabbin be. 
 But lo, behold, the Bird is gone ; 
 Thefe Charmings would not make her yield : 
 The Child's left at the Bu(h alone, 
 The Bird flies yonder o'er the Field. 
 
 Compartfon. 
 
 This Child of Chrift an Emblem is j 
 The Bird to Sinners I compare: 
 The Thorns are like thofe Sins of his, 
 Which do furround him ev'ry where. 
 
 Her 
 
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 > Her Songs, her Food, and Sun-fhine day, 
 An Emblem's of thofe foolifh Toys, 
 Which to Deduction lead the way, 
 The fruit of worldly, empty Joys. 
 
 The Argnments this Child doth chufe, 
 To draw to him a Bird thus wild, 
 Shews Chrift familiar Speech doth cfe 9 
 To make's to him be reconciled. 
 
 The Bird in that (he takes her Wing, 
 To fpeed her from him after all: 
 Shews us, vain Mao loves any things 
 Much better than the Heav'nly Call* 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 OfMofaandhtsWjfe. 
 
 THis Mofes was a fair and comely man? 
 His wife a fwarthy Ethiopian : 
 Nor did his Milk-white Bofbm change her Skin*, 
 She came out thence as black as me went in. 
 Now Mofes was a type of Mofes Law, 
 His Wife likewifeof one that never faw " 
 Another way unto eternal Life j 
 There's My (Try then in Mofes and his Wife. 
 
 The Law is very Holy, Joft and good, 
 And to it is efpoui'd all flefh and Blood ; 
 But this its Goodnefsit cannot beftow, 
 On'aoy that are wedded thereunto. 
 
 Therefore 
 
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 Therefore as Mofes Wife came fwarthy in, 
 And went out from him without change ofSkia 
 So he that doth the Law for Life adore, 
 Shall yet by it be left a Black-a-more. 
 
 X XXII I. 
 
 Vpon the barren Fig-tree m Goc"s Vineyard 
 
 What barren.here ! in this, fogoodafayl? 
 The fight«of this doth make God's heart reCoyl 
 From giving thee his Blefling . Barren Tree, 
 Bear Fruit, elfe thine end will curfed be ! 
 
 Art thou not planted by the water fide ? 
 Know 'ft not thy Lord by Fruit is glorifi'd ? 
 The Sentence is, cut down the barren Tree : 
 Bear Fruit, or elfe thine End will curfed be 1 
 
 Had not been dig'd about, and dunged too, 
 Will neither Patience, nor yet Drefiing do I 
 The Executioner is come, O Tree, 
 Bear Fruit,or elfe thine End will curfed be / 
 
 He that about thy Roots takes pains to dig, 
 Would if on thee were found bnc one good Fig, 
 Preferve thee from the Axe: But barren Tree,, 
 Bear Fruit,or elfe thy End will curfed be ! 
 
 The utmoftend of Patience isat hand, 
 Tis much if thou much longer here doth ftand. 
 Cumber-ground, thou art a barren Tree, 
 Bear Fruit, or elfe thine End will curfed be/ 
 
 Thy 
 
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 Thy fhndingnor thy name will help at all, 
 When fruitful Trees are fpared thou muft fall. 
 The Axe is laid unto thy Roots. O Tree ! 
 ■Bear fruit, ordfe thine End will curfed be/ 
 
 XXXI II I. 
 
 Of the Rofe-btijh. 
 
 iiiiSIIIUlliiiil 
 
 liiiiiisiiiiiiii 
 
 THis homely Bufli doth to mine eyes expofe, 
 A very fair, yea comely, ruddy^ Rofe. 
 This Rofe doth alfo bow its head to me, 
 Saying,eome, pluck me, I thy Rofe will be. 
 Yet offer I to gather Rofe or Bud, 
 Ten to one but the Bu'(h will have my Blood. 
 
 This looks like a Trappan,or a Decoy, 
 To offer, and yet fnap who would enjoy. 
 Yea, the more eager on't, the more in danger, , 
 Be he the Matter of it, or a Stranger. 
 
 Bufh, why doll bear a Rofe ? If none mull harcit, 
 Why doll expofe it, yet claw thofe that crave it* 
 
 Art 
 
 
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 Art become freakifh ? Doft the Wanton play, 
 Or doth thy tefty humour tend this way ? 
 
 Comparison, 
 
 ThisRofe God's Son 'is.with his ruddy Looks. 
 But what's the Bujh l Whofe pricks, like Tenter- 
 Do (cratch and claw thefmefl: Ladies hands, (hooks. 
 Or rent her Cloths, if (he too near it Hands. 
 
 This Bujh an Emblem is of Adam's race 
 Of which Chrift came, when he his Father's Grace 
 Commended to us in his crimfon Blood, 
 While he in Sinners {lead and Nature flood. 
 
 Thus Mam's Race did bear this dainty Rofe, 
 And doth the fame to Adam's Race expofe : 
 But thofe of Adam's Race which at it catch, 
 Adam's Race will them prick and claw and (cratch. 
 
 XXXV. 
 
 Of the going down of the Sun. 
 
 What, haft thou run thy Race? Art going dowc ? 
 Thou feemeft angry, why doft on us frown i 
 Yea wrap thy head with Clouds, and hide thy face, 
 Asthreatningto withdraw from us thy Grace? 
 Oh leave us not.' When once thou hid'ft thy head, 
 Our Horizon with darknefs will be fpread. 
 Tell's, who hath thee offended? Turn again: 
 Alas / too late Entreaties are in vain .' 
 
 Cbmparifott. 
 
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 Comparifift. 
 
 Our Gofpcl has had here a Summers day ; 
 Bur in its Sun-fhine we, like Fools, did play. 
 Or clfe fall out, and with each other wrangle, 
 And did in (lead of work cot much but jangle. 
 
 And if our Sun leems angry, hides his face, 
 Shall it go down, (hall Night pofTefs this place? 
 Let not the voice of night-Birds us afflict, 
 And of our mif-fpent Summer us convict* 
 
 XXXVI. 
 
 Vpon the Frog. 
 
 T He Frog by Nature is both damp, and cold 
 Her Mouth is large, her Belly much will hold ; 
 She fitsfomewhat amending, loves to be 
 Croaking in Gardens, tho unpleafantly. 
 
 Comparifon. 
 
 The Hyppocritt is like unto this Frog : } 
 AslikeasisthePuppy to the Dog. 
 He is of nature cold, his Mouth is wide, 
 To prate, and at trueGoodnefs to deride ? 
 He mounts his Head, as if he was above 
 The World, when yet 'us that which has his Love. 
 
 And 
 
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 And though he fecks in Churches for to croak, 
 He neither loveth Jefus, nor his Yoak. 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 Vpon the whipping of a Top. 
 
 TIs with the Whip the Boy fetsnpthe Top, 
 The w hip makes it run round upon it's Toe j 
 TheWhip makes it hither and thither hop: 
 Tis with the Whip, the a op is made to go. 
 
 Compttrifon. 
 
 Our Legalifl is like unto this Top, 
 Without a Whip, he doth not Duty do. 
 Let Mofes whip him, he will skip and hop ; 
 Forbear to whip 5 he'i neither (land nor go. 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 Vpon the ?ifmire. 
 
 MUfl we unto the Pif-mire go to School, 
 To learn of her, in Summer to provide 
 Vor Winter next enfuing •, Mans a Fool, 
 Or filly Ants would not be made his Guide. 
 ^ But Sluggard, is it not a fhame for thee, 
 To be out-done by Pif-mires ? Prethee hear : 
 
 Their, 
 
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 Their Works ( too) will thy Condemnation be, 
 When at the judgment Seat thou (halt appear. 
 But face thy God doth bid thee to her go, 
 Obey, her ways confider, and be wife. 
 The Pifs-ants tell thee will whar thou rnultdo, 
 And fet the way to Life before thine eyes. - 
 
 XXXIX. 
 
 Vpon the Beggar. 
 
 HE wants , he asks, he pleads his Poverty, 
 They within doors do him an Alms deny. 
 He doth repeatand aggravate his" Grief \ 
 But they repulfe hirp, give hi in no relief. 
 Ke begs , they fay , begone \ he will not hear, 
 But coughs, fighs and make figns, he fttll is there 
 They disregard him, he repeats his groans •, 
 They frill fay nay, and he himfelf bemoans. 
 The grow more rugged, they call him Vagrant \ 
 He cries the fhnller, trumpets out his want. 
 At laft when they perceive he'll take no Nay, 
 An Alms they give him without more delay. 
 
 'Coynyarijon. 
 
 This Beggar doth refemble them that pray. 
 To God for Mercy, and will take no Nay. 
 But wait,and count that all his hard Gain-lays, 
 .Are nothing eife, but fatherly Delays. 
 
 Then* 
 
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 Then imitate him, praying Souls, and cry : 
 There's nothing like to Importunity.-* 
 
 XL. 
 
 r Jpon an lnfirument of 'Mufc\tn an unskilful Rwd. 
 
 SUppofe a Viol, Cittern, Lute, or Harp, 
 Committed unto him that wanteth Skill ^ 
 Can he by Strokes, fuppofe them flat or (harp, 
 The Ear of him that hears with Muflck fill ? 
 No, no, he can do little elfe then fcrape, 
 Or put all out of tone, or break a flrring : 
 Or make thereon a muttVing like an Ape, 
 Or like one which can neithei fay nor fing. 
 
 Comparifon, 
 
 The unlearnM Novices in things Divine, 
 With this unskill'd Mufrcian I compare. 
 For fuch, inftead of making Truth to mine, 
 Abufe the Bible, and unfavoury are. 
 
 XL!. 
 
 Vpon the Horfe and hi Rider 
 
 r Here's one rides very fagely on the Road, 
 Shewing that he afTecls the gravelt Mode. 
 Another rides Tantivy ,or full Trot, 
 1 o fhew, much Gravity he matters not 
 
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 Lo, here comes one amain, he rides full fpeed, 
 Hedge, Ditch,nor Myry Bog,he doth not heed. 
 
 One daws it up Hill without Hop or check, 
 Another down, as if he'd break his Neck. 
 
 Now ev'ry Horfe has his efpecial Guider ; 
 Then by his going you may know the Rider. 
 
 Comparifon 
 
 Now let us turn our Horfe into a Man, 
 His Rider to a Spirit, if we can t 
 Then let us by the Methods of the Guider, 
 Tell ev'ry Horfe how he (hould know his Rider- 
 Some go as Men direct in, a right way, 
 Nor are they fufFered to go altray : 
 As with a Bridie they are governed, 
 And kept from Paths, which lead onto the dead. 
 Now this good man has his efpecial Gmder 5 
 Then by hisgowg let him Iqtew his Rider* % 
 
 Some go as if they did not greatly care, 
 Whether of Heaven or Hell they mould be Heir. 
 The Rein it fecms as laid upon their Neck, 
 They fecrn to go their way without a check. 
 AW this man too has his efpecial Gmder i 
 And by hts gmng be may fcmw his Rider. 
 
 Some again run, as if refold to dye, 
 Body and Soul £0 all Ete ? mty; 
 
 Good 
 
(ft) 
 
 lod Connfel they by no means can abide \ 
 y'i have their courfe,whatever them betide. 
 Jew rhefe poor Men have their fecial G aider \ 
 * they not Fools they foon might know their Rider* 
 
 There's one makes head againft all Godlinefs, 
 ofe ( too ) that do profefs it he'l diftrefs : 
 taunt and flout, if Geodncfs doth appear, 
 at its Countenancers mock and jear. 
 <lo\v this man ( too ) has his efpecial G aider h 
 i/id hy his going he might kgow his Rider. 
 
 XLU. 
 
 Vpon the Sight of a pound of Candles falling to the 
 Ground. 
 
 Ut be the Candles down,and featured too, 
 Some lying here,fome there ? What (hall we do ? 
 d, light the Candle there that (lands on hig»% 
 ou may find the other Candles by. 
 ht that, I fay , and fo take up the Pound, 
 i did let fall, and fcatter on the Ground. 
 
 Campari/on. 
 
 fhe fallen Candles to us intimate, 
 e bulk of God's Elect in their Japft State* 
 eir lying fcatt'red in the dark may be, 
 (hew by Man's lapft State his Mifexy, 
 
 E 2 Thft 
 
The Candle that was taken down, and lighted, 
 Thereby to find therii fallen, and benighted, 
 Is Jefus Ghrift : God by his Light doth gather 
 Who he will fave, and be unto a Father. 
 
 X LI 1 1. 
 
 Of Fowls fijitjg in the Air. 
 
 MEthinks i fee a Sight moft excellent, 
 All Sorts of Birds fly in the Firmament.- 
 Some great, fome fmall, all of a divers kind, 
 Mine Eye affecting, pleafant to my Mind. 
 Look how they tumble in the wholefom Air, 
 Abave the World of Wordlings* and their care, 
 
 And as they divers are in Bulk and Hue, 
 So are they in their way of flying too. 
 
 So many Birds, fo many various things, 
 Tumbling i'th'Elemeni upon their Wings. 
 
 Comparijon* 
 
 Thefe Birds are Embjemsof thofe men, that &s 
 Erelong poflefs the Heavens, their All in All. 
 
 They are each of a divers fhape, and kind *, 
 To teach, we of all Nations there (hall find, 
 
 They are fome great, fome little, as we fee % 
 To fhew, fome great , fome fmall, in Glory be. 
 
 Their flying diverfly, as we behold ; 
 Do fhew Saints Joys will there be manifold. 
 
 Soil 
 
 
 
Some glide, Tome mount ,fome fluttered fomedo, 
 j a mixt way of flying, glory too. 
 jid ?.ll to (hew each Saint, to his content, 
 hall roul and tumble in that Firmament. 
 
 XLIV. 
 
 Vpon a Penny Loaf. 
 
 THy Price one Penny is, in time of Plenty ; 
 In Famine doubled 'tis, from one to twenty, 
 /ea, no man knows what Price on thee to fet, 
 When there is but one Penny Loaf to get. 
 
 Comparifcx* 
 
 His Loaf's an Emblem of the Word of God, 
 A thing of low Efteem, before the Ro<i 
 Of Famine fmites the Soul with Fear of Death : 
 But then it is our All, our Life, our Breath* 
 
 XLV. 
 
 Vpon the Vine-tree, 
 
 WHat is the Vine, more than another Tree, 
 Nay mofr,than it,more tall.more comiy be . 
 What Work- man thence w ill take a Beam or Pin, 
 To make ought which may be delighted in? 
 
 E j **' 
 
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 ft' s Excellency tint's Fruit doth lie. 
 A fruitless Vine \ ll is not worthaFty. 
 
 Comparifon* 
 
 What are ProfefTors more than other men ? 
 Nothing at all. Nay, there's not one in ten, 
 Either for Wealth, or Wit, that may compare, 
 In many things, with fome that Carnal are. 
 Good are theyjf they rnortifie their Sin \ 
 But without that they are not worth a Pin. 
 
 XLVI 
 
 The Beyond Wdtch-Mal&r. 
 
 THis Watch my Father did on me bellow, 
 A Golden one it is, but 'twill not go , 
 Unlcfsit be at an Uncertainty ; 
 But as good none, as one to tell a Lye. 
 
 When 'tis high Day, my Hand will ftand at nifl 
 I think there's no man's Watch fobad as mine. 
 Sometimes 'tis fallen, 'twill not go at all, 
 And yet 'twas never broke,nor had a Fall. 
 
 Watch-maker. 
 
 Your w atch, tho It begood,through want of si 
 May fail to do according to your will. 
 
 Sup$ 
 
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 Suppofethe Ballance, Wheels, and Spring be good, 
 
 And all things elfe, tfnlefs you underltood 
 
 To manage ic , as Watches ought to be , 
 
 Your Watch wiiJ Hill be at Uncertainty. 
 
 Come, tell me, do you keep it from the Duft ? 
 
 Yea wind ic alfo duly up you rnuft. 
 
 Take heed ( too) that you do not ftrain the Strings 
 
 You mult be circumfpecr, in evVy thing. 
 
 Orelfeycur Watch, were it as good again, 
 
 Would not with Time, and Tide you entertain. 
 
 Comparifon. 
 
 This Boy an Emblem is of a Convert •, 
 His Watch of th'work of Grace within his heart 
 The Watch-maker is Jefus Chrift our Lord, 
 His Counfel, the Directions of his Word. 
 Then Convert, if thy heart be out of frame, 
 Of this Watch-maker learn to mend the fame. 
 
 Do not lay ope'thy heart to Worldly Duft, 
 Nor let thy Graces over- grow with Rufh 
 Be oft renew'd in th* Spirit of thy mind, ■ 
 Or elfe uncertain thou thy Watch wilt find. 
 
 XLVIL 
 
 Vpon the Boy and his Pa-fsr of Plumbs,. 
 Hat, haft thouthere,my pretty Boy/ 
 
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 Plumbs? How ? Yes, Sir, a Paper full. 
 
 I thought 'twas fo, becaufe with Joy 
 
 Thou didft them out thy Paper pull. 
 
 E 4 The 
 
The Boy goes from me, eats his Plumb?, 
 Which he counts better of than Bread ; 
 But by and by he to me comes, 
 With nought bur Paper and the Thread. 
 
 Comparison. 
 
 This Boy an Emblem is offuch, 
 Whofe Lot in worldly things doth lie: 
 Glory they in them ne'er fo much, 
 Their pleafant Springs will foon be dry. 
 
 Their Wealth, their Health, Honours and Li fe ? 
 Will quickly to a period come ^ 
 If for thefe, is their only Strife^ 
 They foon will not be worth a Plumb. 
 
 XLVIIL 
 
 Vpon a Looking- glafs. 
 
 N this, fee tboo thy Beauty, haft thou any : 
 Or thy defects, fhould they be few or many. 
 TJiou mayft ( too ) here thy Spots and Freckles fee, 
 Haft thou but Eyes, and what their Numbers be. 
 But art thou blind, there is no Looking Glafs, 
 Can (hew thee thy defects, thy Spots, ox Face. 
 
 Comparison. 
 
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 Compart/or?. 
 
 Unto this Glafs we may compare the Word, 
 for that to man advantage doth afford, 
 ( Has he a Mind to know himfelf and State j ) 
 ?o fee what will be his Eternal Fate. 
 " But without Eyes, alas! How can he/fee? 
 Many that feem to look here, blind Men be. 
 Tbis is the Reafon, they fooftenread, 
 Their judgment there, and do it nothing dread. 
 
 XLIX. 
 Vfon a Lanthorn* 
 
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 He Lanthorn is to keep the Candle Light, 
 _ r When it is windy, and a darkfome Night: 
 O.dain'd it alfo was, that men might fee 
 By Night their Day, and To in fafety be. 
 
 Comf*riprrir\* 
 
 Compare we now our Lanthorn to the man ? 
 That has within his heart a Woxk of Grace. 
 As for another let him, if he can, 
 Do as this Lanthorn, in its time and place : 
 
 Profefs the Faith, and thou a" Lanthorn art? 
 But yet if Grace hasnotpoflefled thee: 
 
 Thou 
 
Thou want'ft this Candle Light within thy heart, 
 And art none other, than dark Lanthotns be. 
 
 Of the Love ofChrifi. 
 
 / "¥^HeioveofChrril, poor I! may touch opoa 
 -?- Bat 'tis unfearchable. Oh! There is nans 
 It's large Diraenfions can comprehend, 
 Should they dilate thereon, World without end. 
 
 When we had finned, in his Zeal he fware, 
 That he upon his back our Sins would bear. 
 And fince unto Sin is entailed Death, 
 He vowed, for our Sins he'd lofe his Breath. 
 
 He did not only fay, vow, or refolve, 
 But to Aftoni foment did fo involve 
 Hirnfelf, in man's diftrefs and mifery, 
 As for, and with him, both to live and dye. 
 
 To his eternal Fame, in Sacred Story, 
 We find that he did lay afide his Glory . 
 Step'd from die Throne of higheft Dignity* 
 Become poor Man, did in a Manger lie \ 
 Yea was beholding unto his for Bread •, 
 Had, of his own, not where to lay his Head. 
 Thorich, he did, for us, become thus poor, 
 That he might make us rich for evermore. 
 
 Nor was this but the leaft of what he did , 
 But the outfide of what he fuffercd 
 God made his Blefled Son under the Law ; 
 Under the Cur fe, which, like the Lyon's Paw, 
 
 . Dii 
 
Did rent and tcfs his Sou!, for mankinds Sin ? 
 More than if we for it in Hell had bin. 
 His Cry s, his Tears, and Bloody Agony, 
 The nature of his Death, dothteftify 
 
 Nor did he of Conftrainthimfelf thus give, 
 For Sin* to death, that mari might with hicilive, 
 Hediddo what he did moll willingly, 
 He lung, and gave<jod Thanks, that he malt dye. 
 
 But do Kings ufe to dye for Captive Slaves? 
 Yet we were fuch, when Jefus dy'd to (a\rs*s. 
 
 Yea, when he made himfelf a Sacrifice, 
 I: was that he might fave his Enemies 
 
 And, tho he was provoked to retract- 
 Hisbleft Pvefolves, for fuch, fo good an Act, 
 By the abufive Carriages ofthofe 
 That did both him, his Love, and Graceoppofc: 
 Yet he, as unconcerned with fuehthings, 
 Goes on, determines to make Captives Kii: 
 Yea, many of his Murderers he takes 
 Into his Favour, and them Princes makes, 
 
 Lf. 
 
 Of the Horfe and Drum. 
 
 SOme Horfes will, fome can't endure the Drorr?, 
 But fhort and flounce, if it doth near them come. 
 They will, nor bridle nor Rider obey, 
 But head [trongbe, and fly out of the way. 
 
 Thefe 
 
(to) 
 
 Thefe skittifli Jades, that can't this noife abide, 
 Nor will be rul'd by him that doth them ride , 
 I do compare thofe our ProfeiTors to, 
 which ftart from Godlinefs in Tryals do. 
 To thefe, the threats that are againft them made, 
 Are like this Drum to this our ftarting Jade. 
 They are offended at them and forfake 
 Chrift, of whofe ways they did Profefllon make. 
 
 But, as I faid, there other Horfes be, 
 That from a Drum will neither ftart, nor flee. 
 Let Drummers beat a Charge, or what they will, 
 They'inofethem, facethem, keep their places (till 
 The»y fly nos when they to thofe rattlings come 3 
 ButlikeWar-Horfesdo e.idure the Drum. 
 
 LH 
 
 On the Kack\ing 'of a Hen. 
 
 THe Hen fo foon as (lie an Egg doth Iay 5 
 (Spreads the Fame of her doing.what (he may.) 
 About the Yard fnekackling now doth go, 
 To tell what 'twas fne at her Neft did do. 
 
 Jufi: thus it is with fome Profefling men, 
 If they do ought that good is, like onr Hen, 
 They can't but kackle on't, where 'ere they go, 
 What their right hand doth, their left hand ims& 
 
 (know. 
 
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 L1II. 
 
 Vpon anHour-GUfs. 
 
 T"* His Glafs when made, tfasby the Work mans 
 I The Sum of fixty minutes to fulfill. ( Skill, 
 Time more, nor lefs, by it will out be fpun, 
 But juft an Hour, and then theGlafsisrurj. 
 
 Man's Life, .we will compare unto this Glafs^ 
 The Number of his Months he cannot pafs *> 
 But when he has accomplimed his day, 
 He, like a Vapour, vanifheth away. 
 
 LI V. 
 
 Vpon the Chalkzfione. 
 
 ^Hts Stone is white, yea, warm, and alio foft, 
 i Ealie to work upon, unlefs'tis naught. 
 It leaves a white ImprefTion upon thofe , 
 Whom it doth touch, be they it's Friends or Foes. 
 
 The Child of God,, is like to this Chalk-ficne, 
 White in.his Life, eafily wrought upon : 
 Warm in Affections, apt to leave imprefs, 
 On whom he deals with, of true Godlineis. 
 
 He is nq> falling Coal, not daubing Pitch, 
 Kbr one of whom men carch the Scab, or itch-, 
 
 JBut 
 
O) 
 
 But fi?ch who in the Law of God doth walk:. 
 Tender of heart, in Life whiter ehan Ghalk, 
 
 LV. 
 Vjm a Stinh[ng Breath. 
 
 DO* this proceed from an infefted Air ? (Fare? 
 Or from man's common, fweet and wholcfc:as 
 It comes from a foul Ssomack, or what's worfe, 
 Ufcerous Longs, Teeth", -or a private Curfe. 
 
 To this, I fome mom Notions do compare. 
 Who feem to. breathe hi none but Scripture K\u 
 They fuck kin, bus breathe it out again, 
 So putrified, that it do 1 th fcarcs retain 
 Any thing of its native Excellence, 
 It only ferves to fix the Peltilence 
 .Of their delofive Notions, m the mind 
 Of %m next fooliih Profely te they find. 
 
 LVL 
 
 Vfsn Dmb* 
 
 D" Eath's a cold Comforter to Girls and Boys, 
 1 Whqrwedded are nnto their ChiidifliToys: 
 'More Gttm he loeks upon our luftfhl Yo&th, (Truths- 
 Who, agsinft Knowbdge? flight God's faving» 
 
 Sui' 
 
C«3) 
 
 But molt of ait, he difroal is to thofe, 
 
 Who once profefs'd the Truth, they row oppfc 
 
 DeathhasaDart, aStfng, which Poyfon 
 As all will find, who do of Glory mifs. 
 This Sting is Sin, the Laws it's Strength, and lie. 
 Or they, will find it fo, who damned be. 
 
 True* Jefus Chrift, indeed, did Death deftro 
 For thofe who worthy are, him to enjoy. 
 He wafhes them in's Blood from ev'ry Sin 
 They'r guilty cf, or fnbjeft to hath bin. 
 So here's, nor Sting, nor Law, nor Death to kill, 
 And yet Death always, fome jnen torment will. 
 
 But this feems Het'rodox or Myftcry, 
 For Death to live to fome, to fome to dy 
 Yet 'tis fo, when God do&h man's Sin forgi?e ? 
 Death dies, but where 'cis charged, Death dor.h li?£: 
 
 LVIL 
 
 Vpon the Snaih 
 
 SHe goes but fofdy* but (he goeth fure, 
 She {tumbles not,as ftroager Creatures do .- 
 Her Journeys (hotter, fo (he may endure, 
 «tter than they which do much further go. 
 She makes no noife, but ft illy feizeth err 
 The Flow r or Herb, appointed for he* fcod ■ 
 The which (he quietly doth feed upon* 
 wfclb ethers range > aadgare, but find bo good. 
 
 And 
 
C*4) 
 
 And tho (lie doth but verv foftty go. 
 How ever 'tis not faft,nor flow but fure} 
 And certainly they that do travel fo, 
 The prize they do aim at, they do procure. 
 
 CcfrpMrifotli 
 
 i 
 
 Although they feern not much toilir, lefs go, 
 For Chriil that hunger, or from Wrath, that flee*. 
 Yet what they feek for, quickly thy come to,- 
 Tho it doth feem the fartheft: off to be. 
 
 One Act o\ Faith doth bring them to.that Flow-f, 
 They foiong for, that they may eat and live ; 
 Which to attain is not in others Pow'r, 
 Tho for ic a King's Ranfom they would give. 
 
 Then let none faint, nor be at all difmaid, 
 That Life by Chriftdofeek, they (hall not fail 
 To have it, let them' nothing be afraid ; 
 The Herb, and FloVr is eaten by the Snail. 
 
 LVIIL 
 
 Of the Spoufe ofCbrtfl. 
 
 (nefs, 
 
 T7\7Ho's this that cometh from the Wilder* 
 V V Like Sm oaky Pillars, thusperfumed with 
 Leaning upon her deareft in Diftrefs ( Myrifr: 
 
 Ledinto'sBofom, by the Comforter? 
 
 She's 
 
She's clothed with the Sua, crowa'd with twelve 
 The fpottedMoon her Fooritool he hath made.(Stars, 
 The Dragon her aflaults, fills her with Jarrs, 
 Yet reds (lie under her beloved's Shade. 
 
 But whence was fhe ? What is her Pedigree ? 
 Was not her Father;, a poor Amorite ? 
 What was her Mother, but a? others be, 
 A poor ^ a wretched and finful Htttite ' 
 
 Yea, as for her, the day that (he was born , 
 As loathfome, out of doors 5 tiiey did her call \ 
 Naked, and Filthy, Stinking, and forlorn : 
 Tliis was her Pedigree from fir ft to lad:. 
 
 Nor was (he pittied in this Eftate i 
 All let her lie polluted in her Blood: 
 None her Condition did commiicraCe^ 
 Their was no Heart that (ought to do her good- 
 Yet (he unto thefe Ornaments is came, 
 Her Breads are fafnion'ed, her H^lr is grown j 
 She is made Heirefs of the bed Kingdom m 7 
 All her Indignities away are blown. 
 
 Call out (he was, but now (he home is taken, 
 
 'Naked ( fometimes ) but now you fee ftVs clo'd; 
 
 Now made the Darling,thoagfi before forfaketi., 
 
 .Bare- foot, but now, as Princes Daughters, (hod. 
 
 Mead of Filth, fhe now has her Perfumes., 
 Mead of Ignominy, her Chains of Gold: 
 inftead of what the Beauty mod confumes, 
 •Her Beauty's perfecT, lovely to behold. 
 
 Thofe that attend, and wait upon her, be 
 
 Maces of Honour, cloth 7 J in white Aray > 
 
 - f Upon 
 
Upon her Head's a Crown of Gold, and Ihe , 
 l^ats Wheat, Honey, and Oil, from day to day. 
 
 For her Beloved, he's theHigh'ft: of all, 
 The only Potentate , the King of Kings : 
 Angels, and Men, do him J ehovab ca\\ 9 
 And from "him, Life, and Glory, always fprings. 
 
 He's white,, and ruddy, and of ail the Chief; 
 His Head, his Locks, his Eyes,h.is Hands, and Fcer, 
 Do for Compleatnefs out-go all Belief-, 
 His checks \ ike Flowers are, < his Mouth's molt feet. 
 
 As for his Wealth he is made Heir of all, 
 What is in Heav'n, what is on Earth, is his : 
 And he this Lady, his Joynt-^eir, doth call. 
 Of all that (hall he, or at prefciit is. 
 
 Well Lady, well, God has been, good to thee, 
 Thou^ of an Oakcaft," now art made a Queen. 
 Few or none may with thee compared be •, 
 A Beggar made thus high isfeldome feen. 
 Take heed of Pride; remember what thou art, 
 By Nature, tho thou hail in Grace a fhare : 
 Thou in thy felf doth yet retain a part 
 Of thine own Filthinefs, 'wherefore beware;* 
 
 L!X. 
 
 Vfon a Skilful Flayer on an Itfflrument. 
 
 HE that can play well on an Infixnment, 
 Will take the Ear, and captivate the Mind, 
 With Mirth, or Sadnefs ; For that it is bent 
 Thereto as Mufick, in it, place doth find. 
 
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 But if one hears that hath therein no skill, 
 ( As often Mufick lights of fuch a chance) 
 Of its brave Notes, they foon be weary will 5 
 And there are fome can neither fing nor dance. 
 
 CompanJoTJ. 
 
 Unto him that thus skilfully doth play, 
 God doth compare a Gofpel-Minilter, 
 That rightly preacherh (and doth Godly pray) 
 Applying truly what doth thence infer. 
 
 This man, whether of Wrath or Grace he preach,. 
 So skilfully doth handle ev'ry Word j 
 And by his Saying,- doth the heart fo reach, 
 That it doth joy or figh before the Lord. ; 
 
 But fome there be. which, as the Bruit, doth lis 
 Under the Word, without the leaft advance 
 God- ward: Such do defpife the Mini (try, 
 They weep not at it, neither to it dance. 
 
 LX. 
 
 Vpon Fly-blows. 
 
 THere is good Meat provided for man's Health, 
 TothistheFleih fly comes, as cwere by Steaitb 
 Bloweth thereon, and fo Be-maggots it, 
 As that it is, tho' whoifome, quite unfit 
 For queasy Stomachs* they muftpafsicby; 
 •Now is not this a prejudicial Fjy ? 
 
 F % C°nfp4rifc>-> 
 
Cony art for:. 
 
 Let this good Meat, good Doctrine Hgnify, 
 And call him which reproaches it, this Fiy. 
 For as this Fleih-fly blows this wholfbme meat , 
 That it the queazy Stomach cannot eat : 
 So they which do good Doctrine fcandalize, 
 Prefent it unto feme in fuch Difguize-, 
 That they cannot accept, nor with it clofe, 
 But flight it, and themfeives to Death expofe, 
 Reproach it then, thou art a mauling Club, 
 This Fly, yea, and the Son of Belzjcbuk 
 
 6~t A £» 
 
 Of Mm by Nmre 
 
 FRom God he's a Back Aider, 
 Of Ways , he loves the wider v t 
 With Wickednefs a Sider, 
 More Venom than a Spider. 
 
 In Sin he's aConfider, 
 A Make-bate, ?nd Divider * 7 
 Blind -Reafon is his Guider, 
 The Devii Is his Rider* * 
 
 LXli. 
 
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 LXII. 
 
 O/Fbyfich 
 
 ■^Urging Phyfickjtaken to heat or cool, 
 
 jj_ Worketh by Vomit, Urine, Sweater Stool i 
 
 But if u worketh not, then we do fear 
 
 The danger's great, the Pecfon's Death is ftear. 
 
 If more be added , and it worketh not y 
 
 And more, and yet the fame's the Patients Lot. 
 
 Ail hope of Life from Standers-by is fed,- 
 
 The Party Gck is counted now as dead. 
 
 Cotnparifon. 
 
 Count ye the Sicfc r one thafs not yet converted. 
 Impenitent, Incredolous, Hard hearted ; 
 in whom vile Sin is £> predominant, 
 And the Soul in it's Acts To converfant \ 
 That like one with Difeafes over-ran, 
 This man with it at prefent is undone. 
 
 Now let the Phyfick be the Roly Word, 
 ( The Blefled Doctrine of our Dearcft Lord,) 
 And let the Dofes to the Patient given 
 Be, by Directions of the God of Heavea. 
 Convincing Sermon's* rharp andlbund Rebukes, 
 Let them be Beggars^nights^LordSjEarls or Dukes; 
 You muft not fpare them, Life daiMie at Stake, ' 
 And dye they wlll 3 if Phyfick they dotfc t^ke* 
 F 3 
 
' if thefedo finely work, then Set them have 
 Directions untojhim that can them fave. 
 Lay open then the Riches of his Grace, 
 And Merits of his Blood before their Face. 
 Shew themlikewife, how free he is to give 
 His Jufliceuntothem, that they may live. 
 Ifthcy will doubt,and not your Word believe, 
 Shew them, at prefent they have a Reprieve 5 
 Oq purpofe they might out their Pardon file* 
 And have the Glory of it in their view, 
 
 Inflances of this Goodnefs let before, 
 Their Eyes, that they this Mercy may adore, 
 'And if this Phyfick taken worketh well, 
 Fear not a Cure, you fave a Soul from Hell., 
 
 But if thefe Dofes do not kindly work, 
 If the Difeaib dill in their Mind doth lurk ; 
 If they inftead.of throwing up their Vice, 
 Do vomit up the Word, loath Paradiee : 
 Repeat the Potion, them new Dofes give, 
 Which are much ftronger, perhaps they may lives 
 But if they ferve thefe as they ferv'd the reft, 
 And then perceiv'il it is not to them Bleft : 
 If they remain incorrigible ftili, 
 And will the Number of their Sins fulfill *, 
 The Holy Text doth fay that they muft.dye 5 
 ¥ea ; and be damned without Remedy. 
 
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 LXIII. 
 
 Vport a Pair of Spectacles. 
 
 Peclades nre for Sight, and not for Shew, 
 ,J Neceflkv doth Spe&acles commend - 7 
 was't noc for need, there is but very few, 
 That would for wearing Spectacles con lend. 
 
 We life to count them very dark indeed, 
 Whofe Eyes fo dim are, that they cannot'be 
 Helped by Spectacles •, fuch men have need 
 A Miracle be wrought to make them fee. 
 
 • Comparifon. 
 
 Compare Spectacles to God's Ordinances 
 For they prefent us with his Heav'niy Things $ 
 .Which ^\k we could not fee for hinderances 
 That from our dark and Tooli'fh Nature fprings. 
 
 If this be fo, what (hall we fay of them, 
 Who at God's Ordinances fcoffand jear ? 
 They do thofe Bleffed Spectacles condemn, 
 By which Divine Things are made to. appear. 
 
 LXIV. 
 
 Vponeitr being fo afraid of f mall Creatures. 
 
 MAn by Creation was made Lord of a!J, 
 Eut now he is become an Underling •, 
 He thought he fnould a gained by his Fall, 
 Buejoft his Head-Ihip over ev'ry thing. 
 
 ?a Whafci 
 
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 Wh<at ,' What ! A humane Creature and afraid 
 Of Frogs, Dogs, Cats, Rats, Mice, or fuch like Crea- 
 This fear of thine has fully thee betraid, ture? 
 
 Thou arc Back-flid from God, to him a Traytor. 
 
 . How by his Fall is {lately "Man decay'd ? 
 Nor is it in his hand now to renew him, 
 Of things difmaid, at him, he is afraid » 
 Worms., Lice, Flies ? Mice j Yea Vanities fubdue bin), 
 
 L X V. 
 
 Vpmoiir being afraid of. the apparition of Evil Spirits, 
 
 Some fear more the Appearance of the Devil, 
 Than the Commiffionoftbegreateft Evil. 
 They ftart, they tremble, if they think he's near, 
 But can't be p leafed junleftSin appear. 
 Thefe Birds,the. Fowler's Prefence doth afright, 
 To be among "his Lime < twigs.they delight. 
 Bur, juftmen who have with the Devil bin, 
 Bave been more fafe, than fome in Heav'n with Sin, 
 
 JLTCV1. 
 
 Vpon the Dtfobedient Child. 
 
 Children become, while little, our delights, 
 When they grow bigger,they begin to frighfc , i 
 Their finful Nature prompts them to rebel, 
 And to delight in Paths that JeacJ to Hell. 
 
 Their 
 
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 Their Parents Love r and Care,, they overlook , 
 As if Relation had them quite forfbck* 
 They take the Couafelsofthe Wanton's rather, 
 Then the molt grave Inftruclions of a' Father. 
 They reckon Parents ought to do for them, 
 Tho they the Fifth Commandement contemn. 
 Theyfnap, andfnarl, if Parents them controuly 
 Tho but in things* mod hurtful to the Soul. 
 They reckoa they are Matters, arid that wc. 
 Who Parents are, fhould to them Sabjeft be / 
 If Parents fain would have a hand mending 
 The Children have a heart wiji in refufmg. 
 They'l by wrong doings, under Parents, gather 
 And fay a it is no Sin to rob a Father, 
 Tbey'f joftle Parentsout of place and Pow'r, 
 They'linake themfelves the Headend theni dsvoo'r* 
 How, jnany Children, by becoming Head , 
 Have brought their Parents to a'peice of Br. 
 Thus they who at the firft were Parents Joy, 
 rumthatto Bitternefs, themfelves deftroy. 
 
 But Wretched Child, how can ft thou thusrequite 
 Thy Aged Parents, for that great delight 
 They took in thee,, when thou, as helplefs lay 
 In their Indulgent Bofoms day by day ? 
 Thy Mother, long before Hie brought thee forth^ 
 Took care 'thou fhould'ft want, neither Food, no? 
 Th-v Father glad was at his very heart, ( Cloth* 
 Had he, to thee, a Portion to impart. 
 Comfort they promifed themfelves in thee, 
 But chou, it feems, to thesaaGrjef wiTt be; 
 
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 r-Ioiv oft ' How willingly brake they their Sleep, 
 If thou , their Bantling, didft but whinch or weep, 
 Tncir Love to thee was fuch, they could havegiv'i?. 
 That thou might'ft li ve,almoft, their part of Heav'ii. 
 
 But now, behold, how they rewarded are! 
 For rheir Indulgent Love, and tender Care, 
 All is forgot, this Love he doth defpife, 
 They brought this Bird up to pick out their Eyes. 
 
 LXVII. 
 
 Vpon the Boy on his Hobby -horfe. 
 
 LObk how he fwaggers, cocks his Hat and ride?, 
 HowonhisHobby-horfe, himfelf he prides: 
 He looketh grim, and up his Head doth tofs, 
 Says be'J ride over's with his Hobby-horfe. 
 
 Comparifon. 
 
 Some We fee mounted upon the Conceit 
 That their Wit, Wealth, or Beauty is fo great: 
 But few their Equals may with them compare, 
 who yet more Godly, Wife, and Honeft are. 
 Behold how buff, how big they look ^ how high 
 They, lift their heads, as if they'd touch- the Skte : 
 Nor will they count thefe things, for Chrift, a Joft 
 So long as they do ride this Hobby-horfe. 
 
 • Hov/ LXVIIL 
 
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 L X V I II 
 
 XJpon the Image in the Eye. 
 
 WHo looks upon another ftedfaftiy, 
 Shall forthwith have his Image in his eye. 
 Doll thou believe in Jefus? ( Hr.fr that Art ? ) 
 Thy Faith will place his Image in thy heart. 
 
 LXIX. 
 
 Vponiht Weather cock; 
 
 BRave, Weather-cock, I fee thou'e fet thy Nofe, 
 Agamltthe Wind,which way fo 'ere it bLctws: 
 So let aChriftian in any wife, 
 Face it with Antichrift in each difguize. 
 
 LXX. 
 
 Vpcn a Sheet of white Paper; 
 
 ^His fubjicft is unto the fouleft Pen, 
 1 Or faireft, handled by the Sons of Men. 
 Twill alio fhew what is upon it writ, 
 Be t wifely, or non-fence, for want of wit. 
 £ach blot, ac.d blur, it alfo wiU expofe, 
 To thy next Readers, be they Friends, or Foes. 
 
 Comp.rrifon^ 
 
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 ' Cowparifofa 
 
 Some Souls are like unto this Blank or Sheet, 
 (Thonot inWhitenefs:) the next man they meet; 
 lfwife, or Fool, debauched, orDeluder, 
 Or wbat you will, the dangerous Intruder 
 May write thereon,to caufe that man to err, 
 In Doctrine, or in Life, with blot and blur. 
 
 Nor Will'that Soul conceal from who obferves, 
 Eut (hew bow foul it is, wherein it fwerves : 
 A reading man may know who was the Writer, 
 And by the Hellifh Non- fence, the Inditer. 
 
 LXX1. 
 
 Vponthe Boy dstfiat his Books 
 
 SOme Boys have Wit enough to fport and play, 
 Who at their Books are Block-heads day by day. 
 Some men are arch enough at any Vice, 
 Cut Dunces in the way to Paradice, 
 
 Vpon Timt and "Eternity. 
 
 Terntty is like unto a Ring. 
 
 i Time, like to Meafore, doth it fclf extendi 
 
 Meafrc 
 
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 Tvleafure commences, Is a finite thing. 
 The Ring has no beginning, middle, end. 
 
 LXXIIl. 
 
 Vpon Fire. 
 
 WHo falls into the Fire (hall burn with heat ; 
 While thofe remote fcorn from it to retreat- 
 Yea while thofe in it, cry out, oh/ I burn. 
 Some farther off thofe crys to Laughter turn. 
 
 Compartforh 
 
 While fome tormented are in HelJ for fin ; 
 On Earth fome greatly do delight therein. 
 Yea while fome make it eccho with their Cry, 
 Others count it a Fable and a Lye. 
 
 LXXIV.. 
 Of Beauty. 
 
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 Eauty, at beft is but as fading Flow'rs, _ 
 _J Bright now,anon with darkfome Clouds it lowVs. 
 3 ris bug skin-deep.and therefore mult decay, 
 Times blowing on it fends it quite away. 
 Then why fbo&Id it be ? as it is, admired, 
 By one and to'ther, and lo much defired. 
 Things flitting we (hould moderately ufe ? 
 Or we by them our felves fhall much abtife. 
 
 THE 
 
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 THE 
 
 CONTENTS 
 
 5 '$ 1 ^ on ( ^ je ^ en Commandments. 
 %^JL 2. The awakened Chtlds Lamentation 
 
 3 . Meditations upon an Egg. 
 
 4. Vpon the Lord's Prayer. 
 
 5 . Afeditation upon Peep of day. 
 
 6. Vpon the Flint in the Water 
 
 7 . Vpont he Fifli in the Water 
 
 8. Vpon the Swallow. 
 o. Vpon the Bee. 
 
 1 o. Vpon the Creed, 
 
 1 f . Vpon a lowering Morning 
 
 1 2 . Vpon over -much Nicencfs. 
 
 1 3 . Meditations upon the Candle, 
 
 14. Vpon the Sacraments. * 
 
 1 5 . Vpon the Suns Reflections upon the Clouds in a fait 
 
 Adorning. 
 16. Vpon Apparel 
 1 7. The Sinner and the Spider. 
 1 8 A4tditation upon day before Sun-rifmg. 
 1 9. Of the Mole in the Ground. 
 
 20. OfthcCuckgw. 
 
 21. OfthzBovandBm&T'Fly 
 
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 22. Of the Fly at the Candle. 
 
 2 3 . Vpon the Lark, and the Fowler. 
 
 24. Of the fatted Swine. 
 
 25. On the rifing of the Sun . 
 
 26 Vpon the promifing Frmfulnejs of a Tree. 
 
 27. OnthePoft-boy. 
 
 28. Vpon the Horfe in the Mill. 
 
 29. Vpon a Ring of Bells 
 
 30. Vpon the Thief. 
 
 3 \ Of the Child with the Bird at the Bufi. 
 32. Of Mo fes and his Wife 
 
 3 3. Vpon the barren Fig-tree in Cod's Vweyasd. 
 
 34. OftheRofe-bxjh. 
 
 35. Of the going down of the Sun. 
 
 36. Vpon the Frog. 
 
 37. c^>o« r/?e whvpping of a. Top* 
 
 38. Z^w? //?<? Pi f mire. 
 
 39. I/'/wtz r^c Beggar 
 
 4.0, Vpon an Inurnment of ' Mxfickjn an unskilful Hand, 
 
 X 1 ' Vpon the Horfe and his kider. 
 
 4.2. l^w/ rfo 5;^k of a Pound of Candks falling to. the 
 
 Ground. 
 4-3- Of Fowls flying in the Air 
 <*a. Z/^ow 4 Penny Loaf 
 4 5 • I/^Otf rta Vine-tree 
 46 . Tfo Z?oy tf W Watch- makgr 
 4 7- I^oh f^e £oy and his Paper of Plumbs. 
 i&- Vpona Looktng-glafr. 
 49- ^pow aLanthom. 
 50. OftheLoveofChnft. 
 
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TIMES LITERARY SUPPLEME 
 
 Correspondence. 
 
 BUNYAN'S 
 
 BOOK FOR 
 GIRLS.*' 
 
 BOYS AND 
 
 TO THE EDITOR OF THE TIMES. 
 
 Sir. A discovery of considerable interest, to all 
 lovers of Bunyan and his writings rails foj 
 record in your widely read columns. The biblio- 
 graphical interest of the discovery is perhaps en- 
 hanced by reason of the discussion on the recent 
 sale of a first edition of "The Pilgrim's Progress." 
 
 There is in the British Museum what has hitherto 
 been regarded as the only extant copy of a small 
 volume entitled "A Book for Boys and Girls, or 
 Country Rhimes for Children," by J. B., 1686. It 
 was acquired by the Museum in 1800, though long 
 years of diligent search had failed to reveal a copy 
 to George Offor, the editor of the complete edition 
 of Bun yan"s Works published in 1862. The 
 interesting history of the Museum copy need not 
 be recalled ; lor it is told in an introduction by 
 t,he Rev. John Brown to a facsimile reprint — so- 
 called, though it cannot be relied on owing to photo- 
 graphic defects — -published by Elliot Stock in 1890. 
 
 The book, as indeed the discreetly attractive till" 
 
 conveys, is a collection of "homely rhimes" on 
 
 familiar objects s *Upon the Swallow,"" "'Of the 
 Fly at the Caudle." " Upon the whipping of a Top." 
 •• Upon a Boy dull at his Book," and so forth — 
 intermingled, in the manner of the pill concealed 
 within the jam, with verses of a wholly moral 
 or religious character. As befits their purpose, the 
 poems are for the most part in a simple sort of 
 doggerel verse, the similes or emblems being treated 
 with a picturesque directness characteristic of the 
 gnat allegorist in his more familiar prose writings. 
 But that Bunyau could, had he been so minded, 
 have used those "higher strains" to .which he 
 refers in a prefatory poem, is evinced in the charm- 
 ing song — prefixed by six bars of music — on a 
 '• Child with the Bird at the Bush." It deserves | 
 
quotation, for even the reprints are now scarce — ■ 
 indeed, next to the unique Second Edition, 1701, 
 in the Bodleian, the earliest known edition (vide 
 Stock's Reprint) is that of the ninth, which ap- 
 peared in 1724 in abbreviated form and under the 
 new title of " Divine Emblems : or Temporal 
 Things Spiritualized." 
 
 My little Bird, how canst thou sit ; 
 And sing amidst so many Thorns t 
 Let me but hold upon thee get ; 
 My Love with Honour thee adorns. 
 
 * * * * 
 ? Tis true, it is Sun-shine to day, 
 
 To morrow Birds will have a Storm ; 
 
 My pretty one, come thou away, 
 
 My Bosom then shall keep thee warm. 
 
 Thou subject art to cold o' nights, 
 When darkness is thy covering, 
 At day's thy dangers great by Kites, 
 How canst thou then sit there and sing ? 
 
 * * * * • 
 
 I'll feed thee with white Bread and Milk, 
 And sugar-plumbs, if them thou crave ; 
 I'll cover thee with finest Silk, 
 That from the cold I may thee save. 
 
 My Father's Palace shall be thine, 
 Yea in it thou shalt sit and sing ; 
 My little Bird, if thou'lt be mine, 
 The whole year round shall be thy Spring. 
 
 I'll teach thee all the Notes at Court ; 
 Unthought of Musick thou shalt play ; 
 And all that thither do resort, 
 Shall praise thee for it ev'ry day. 
 
 * * * * 
 But lo, behold, the Bird is gone ; 
 
 These Charmings would not make her yield ; 
 The Child's left at the Bush alone, 
 The Bird flies yonder o'er the Field. 
 
 Another copy of the First Edition has now been 
 recovered. It is perfect (save for one slightly 
 defective leaf) and is in a fair state of preservation; 
 but it differs in some minor typographical details 
 from the example in the British Museum. For 
 instance on page 31 the latter copy has the correct 
 catch-word XXIV., whereas in the present copy this 
 is misprinted XVIII. Again the page number 
 (33) is upside down in the newly discovered copy, 
 but is in order in the example at the Museum, 
 though on the other hand, in the latter the catch- 
 word I is omitted on the third page of the pre- 
 fatory poem, whereas it appears in the present copy. 
 While in all other respects the two copies appear 
 
to be identical, it may. perhaps be held that the 
 copy now recorded was printed oil earlier than the 
 one in the Museum. Even so it seems unwise, 
 either in this or in countless similar cases, to 
 assert that it is therefore a different " issue " — a 
 term too often used in a doubtful not to say in- 
 accurate sense. But there seems no objection to 
 calling it. for what it is worth, a different " variant," 
 an alternative which, though not wholly satis- 
 factory, is in such cases less liable to misuse than 
 "issue." It is, moreover, not a little remarkable 
 that, a careful collation of the only two known copies 
 of this seventeenth-century book should reveal 
 typographical differences, thus supporting the grow- 
 ing appreciation of the fact that such variations 
 may be frequently found (when looked for), and 
 are not in themselves adequate criteria for deter- 
 mining the question of " issue," if, indeed, it arises 
 at all. 
 
 In any case it seems reasonable to hold that, when 
 the book in question is offered by auction next 
 month as an unquestionable first edition, any 
 would-be purchaser should be expected to make up 
 his mind before the sale as to the significance (if 
 any) of the variations from the Museum copy. 
 Yours faithfully, 
 
 J. E. HODGSON. 
 
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