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THE ARGVMENT.
THis little Treatise is a
Golden Fleece,
Not that which
[...]ason got from Colchos Ile,
For this comaines a more celestiall
[...]rize,
Since mundane states doe earth
[...]y men beguile.
This is that prize which will procure soules peace,
Vnto thy minds content, heau'ns
Golden Fleece.
No Argonautes can get you this s
[...]me prize,
Nor no Maedea can procure this gaine,
No fruitfull Colchis can this Fleece comprize,
No braine sicke
Zethes can this spoile obtaine.
If thou wilt haue this
Golden Fleece, this prize,
With due attention here reflect thine eyes.
FIrst doe not giue thy selfe to fond delights,
Calais and
Zethes were brethren and sons to
Boreas,
[...]ccō panying
lason in his iourney, &c.
Which like the morning dewe fade and decay,
Restraine thy flesh which gainst thy spirit fights,
Reforme thy peruerse life from day to day.
Let abstinence be Empresse and commaund,
Lest hatefull lust deuotion should withstand.
For many times by abstinence desire
Of hatefull lust is quite extinguished,
Which otherwise like an incessant fire,
By curious fare would soone be nourished.
And that desire which is restrainde by thee,
Shall worke content in minds tranquillitie.
Spare not to trauaile nor to passe the sea
Of surging waues this treasure to obtaine,
The way to rest, is through calamitie,
The port to harbour, is through shelfes of paine.
For valiant
Iason neuer could haue wonne,
The
Golden Fleece, if he had sorrowes shunne.
Now by Charybdis,
Ratibus
(que) inimica charybdis nunc sorbore fretum nunc reddere. Ouid. in s
[...]p
[...]im. lib.
[...]et.
now by Scylla tossed,
Shipwrackt poore man, distressed by winters rage,
Those Gusts of griefe wherwith his course was crossed
Will rest memorials to ensuing age.
So then if thou, with
Iason will attaine
Such glorious Trophies, thou must suffer paine.
Sylenus he can tumble in his caue,
A lazie lubber made to cherish sloth,
Nought besides ease,
Silenus foster-father to
Bacchus.
his blockish trunke doth craue,
From secure sleepe to rise he's very loth.
Yet this Ile tell him his securitie,
Shall bring his sloth to extreme penurie.
Sylenus is no souldier for thy Tent,
Stout
Iason, which combines thy force with death,
He harmelesse soule, to liue at ease content,
Not in a forraine warre to spend his breath.
But thou contemnes base seruitude, base feare,
That thy renowne may to the world appeare.
It doth appeare, for
Pelias repines,
That thou shouldst get faire
Colchis monument,
Vncle to
[...]ason.
Yet thy aspiring thoughts some good diuines,
Aymes at some conquest, in thy sacred Tent.
Liue then for euer, thou shalt euer liue,
For enuious hate shall not thy fame depriue.
I would we had such Argonautes as these,
That could and would embarke them on the Sea,
Qui participant pass
[...]onibus, participant consol ationibus.
So to obtaine that prize, that
Golden Fleece,
Purchasing heauen by suffring miserie.
Then might we glory full as much or more;
Then euer Greece of
Iason did before.
S. Aug
[...]st.
I would such Argonauts liude in this Ile,
This Hyble faire, famous by memorie,
That
Hydra-headed monster to beguile,
And purchase to them immortalitie.
Then should we sing more Trophies in their praise
Then euer
Colchis did in former daie
[...].
But such is times iniquitie, whose frame,
Is out of frame, confusde, disordered,
So that she seemes to change her timelesse name,
Whose name was
Golden, now's relinquished,
That Golden Age, an Iron Age appeares,
Producing nought but sad euents of feares.
Once did those Golden Ages flourishing
Giue a good morrow to the Easterne parts,
Aure
[...] secla.
VVhere vertues springing, were in nourishing,
VVhich ministred great comfort to our hearts.
But now the Moon's eclipsde, that age decaide,
Depressing downe her head, as one affraide.
Affraid: no maruaile since such enmitie,
Ariseth twixt our manners, and her state,
That they opposed stand at mutinie,
Which makes the Golden Age, so out of date.
Since
Sa
[...]urnes ki
[...]gdomes be dispeopled here,
Saturnia reg
[...]a.
Or else like snailes shut in their heads for feare.
Hesi
[...]d relates of one
Prometheus
Who was astute and sub
[...]ile in his drifts,
And he reports of
Epymetheus.
A simple soule deuoide of cunning shifts.
Sure
Epymetheus liueth in this age,
De
[...]perib. et dieb vid. He
[...]s
[...]od.
[...]rometheus, he is fled for want of wage.
Iupit
[...]r god of the celestiall powers,
Sent on a time
Argicid as from heauen,
To bring a gift, w
[...]h limit of his howers,
Vnto
Prometheus
[...] whereon was engrauen.
Who takes this gift, shall presently enioy
Rest in his minde▪ deliuered of annoy.
Prometheus conceiuing what was ment,
By
[...]oues attracting gifts, refusde the same,
For through his wisedome, he knew
[...]oues intent,
Wherefore this prudent answer d
[...]d he frame.
Argicidas,
Pomon
[...].
quoth he, I thanke high
[...]oue,
That he hath shewde to me his diuine loue.
But forasmuch as I deserue the least,
Much lesse the great
[...] and choisest gifts he hath,
I wish he should some other man inuest,
With this celestiall token of his breath.
Hie thee to
Ioue, and tell him this from me,
Prometheus binds him to his deitie.
Ioue hauing heard, what sage
Prometheus said,
Commended much his humane pollicie,
Prometheus (quoth
Ioue) is sore affraide,
Lest Golden gifts smell of hypocrisie.
Well
Epymetheus wants
Prometheus shifts,
For well I know he will accept my gifts,
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And so he did for iudging no deceipt,
For to proceede from
Ioues high Maiestie,
Of this dissembled gift
[...]e made receipt,
Hoping to purchase endlesse memorie
But this sweete hony was d
[...]s
[...]olude to gall,
And this his precious gift procurde his fall.
This was the great desire he had to know
What did concerne the mysteries of
Ioue,
From this same roote aspiring branches grow,
Which doe extirpe the seeds of Christian loue.
Presumption of our knowledge, and desire,
Of knowing more doth in our thoughts aspire.
Fond
Epy
[...]etheus not content to know,
That which allotted was vnto his share,
De
[...]ires a further scope then earth below,
That his high knowledge might surp
[...]sse compare.
Wherefore de
[...]ided he the state of such,
As did not care for knowing ouermuch.
And since that time we haue desirde to know
Things too transcendent,
Scientia b
[...]ni & mal
[...] mala.
Gen. chap.
[...]. vers. 1
[...].
higher then our reach,
Mysticall types which God did neuer show
To vs, or euer deignde the same to teach,
Thinking that fittest for mans shallow sence,
Which paralleld his straite circumference.
This fond presumption is a step to sinne,
[...] ab i
[...]a voragine quocoetus omnium viciorum exces
[...]it Cicer, in ora, cont. Salust.
No it's the roote, and ground of our distresse,
By which we see the Gulph we wallow in,
The mansion of our woe and wretchednesse.
This is the sea of our distresse and woe,
Which doth oppresse vs, wheresoere we goe.
And sure as long as these presumptuous sinnes
Doe burgen in vs,
Poly
[...]ices & Etecoles. vid. Hesyod.
with their full encrease,
Like
O
[...]dipus his two accursed twins
Erected for the
[...]uine of our peace.
Farewell content in men of each degree,
If thou be proud, foule hate will follow thee.
Thou canst not haue the Fleece of Colchis Ile,
No
[...] that resplendent Fleece of sanctitie,
For why? presumption doth thy thoughts beguile,
Pride cannot dwell with poore humilitie.
Thou mayst remaine,
Psalm. 36.
and flourish for a time,
But ill successe will
[...]ntercept thy prime.
So on thy course, and with the Giants
[...]ierce,
Wage battaile with the Gods of heauen and earth,
Virg. in
[...] Geor. tum
[...]partu terra nesando, &c.
Seeme as thou would the starres with
Iulian pierce,
Outdare the Authour of thy cursed birth.
Care not for God or man, but in despite,
Damnation in thine vgly forehead write.
Arachne,
Scires a
[...]al
[...]lade doctam. Quod tamen ipsa negat. ouid Meta. lib. sexto.
she can weaue her purp
[...]e threede,
And well conceited of her curious skill,
Challengeth stately
[...]allas with all speede,
Whose Art this Art did into her distill,
Pallas (quoth she) I hope I may compare,
With you in spinning, if you better were.
But what succeeded?
Pallas did replie,
Minion,
Tan
[...]aq
[...]e offensa magistra, certet ait, mecum?
[...]bid.
ere long, Ile teach you to confesse,
Your fond presumption: who, I pray, am I,
Your mistresse sure, I will approue no lesse.
This doth proceede from thy inuectiue tong,
VVhich by this heauenly feature, Ile make dumb
[...].
No sooner had she spoken,
[...] comae, cum queis et naris
[...]t aures.
but her forme
VVas quite transformde into another shape,
Two twigs by
Pallas will, did her adorne,
This feature got she for presumption sake.
And that which had a comely forme before,
In Spiders likenesse doth her state deplore.
These be the fruits of a presumptuous minde,
Bitter in taste,
Atque ita Viue quidem, pende, tamen imp
[...]oba dixit. Ibid.
working thee Authors baine,
And like a Viper deadly to her kinde,
VVhich by engendring, breedeth endlesse paine.
This will dispoile thee of thy
Golden Fleece,
Nere to returne from Colchis into Greece.
Vid. Plin, in Nat. Hist.
Be humble,
Obedience.
meeke, obedient to thine head,
Least with a sudden ouerthrow thy friend,
Condole thy fortune by misfortune lead,
Yet cannot by his salue, thy griefes amend.
So succourlesse and eke distrest with griefe,
In thy distresse canst purchase no reliefe.
The lowest Tamricke is the saf'st from haile,
Arbores
[...]ltius plantatae citius ventor
[...]s pr
[...]pter vehementi
[...]a foliis priu
[...]atur. Stel. de cont. m
[...]nd.
Eccl. 9. Chap. Vers
[...].
The lof
[...]iest Cedar's soonest throwen down,
An humble minde ther's nought that can appal,
High spirits be most subiect to a frown.
Each thing by Nature must one time decay,
But meane estates be saf'st from harme alway.
If thou wilt haue this
Golden Fleece, this prize,
Thou must embarke thy selfe in troups of griefe,
Those who obtaine thy conq
[...]est, sloth dispise,
Oftimes dismaid without the least reliefe.
And then if thou wilt conquer, thou must fight,
By meditation gainst sin, day and night.
The valiant Argonautes did not refuse,
Haile, raine or snow for to obtaine that gaine,
Vnder a faignde pretence they not refuse;
Their serious labour or industrious paine.
Wherefore they got the hauen of their rest,
And did enioy that which they loued best.
A worthy prize, if prizes temporall,
Can haue such worth, or yet deserue such labour:
Who will not seeke a price coelestiall
Purchasde by earnest suite and Gods high fauour▪
Then let it be our will,
Luke Chap. 12. Vers. 33.
our onely pleasure,
Sell all we haue, and buy this heauenly treasure.
No rust can ere consume this precious gemme,
No mothes can eate into this sacred shrine,
A Roabe most fit for well disposed men,
Who at an others state doe not repine.
Of this be sure,
Via a
[...]gu
[...]ta
&c. arctissimap
[...]r
[...]a.
who enuies each mans state,
Shall neuer enter in the narrow gate.
If that the Argonautes with mutuall splene,
Should haue enuide at each an others worth,
With this same prize, they neere enricht had been,
But with vnluckie labours curst their birth.
A threesold cord is hardly broke men say,
But being dissolude, like vapours glides away.
Then let this mutuall loue dispell each hate,
[...].
[...]
And each reuenge pretended in your hearts,
Nothing is more pernicious then debate,
Which flourishing Empires many time subuerts.
This is the state of men that each will crie,
Caesar aut Nullus to their enemie.
Caesar if he had raignde in common loue,
Or gouerned his Realme in amitie,
Brutus his owne adopted would approue,
Of his proceedings: without enmitie.
But these aspiring heads be oft brought low,
With
tu mi Brute, thoule kill
Caesar too.
But of all discords in an humane sence,
Tit. Liu. patauin,
[...] decad
[...]et lib.
[...].
None more detested then a brothers hate,
Remus against
Romulus prepares defence,
Amulius with
Numitor debate.
Virg. in
[...]. lib. Aene Ille Sycha
[...]u impius ante a
[...]as,
[...]
[...]uri caecus amore, clam ferroincautum super at securus am
[...]rum German.
And rich
Sichae
[...]s must of force be slaine,
Alcydes priest, by his
Pigmalion.
These sharpe contentions cannot get the price,
But ruine their owne forces by their hand,
These are not vndertaken by aduice,
Eumenid
[...]uque sat
[...], Vtrg.
But guided by the Eumenides commaund.
All things haue end, to these vnhappie end,
By short prescription, Lord of Lords will send.
Caine is offended with his louing brother,
And whats the cause, perchance his sacrifice
Is better farre respected then the other,
Which he doth offer: wherefore thence he flies,
And doth prouide, by his accurled breath,
To be the Agent of his brothers death.
Yet
Abels bloud, like to the morning dew,
As
[...]endeth vp vnto Gods heauenly throne,
Shewing how
Caine, his hands did
[...]rst embrew,
In brothers bloud, his bloud to heauen doth grone
Wheerefore the Lord, who ta
[...]es reuenge of sinne,
Damn'd
Cains despaire, which he did welter in.
Caine wher's thy brother?
Gen. chap. 4. vers. 9.
Caine doth answer him,
Am I my brothers keeper? insolence
Dar'st thou that art compact of nought but sinne,
Answer him so? who
[...]e heauenly excellence.
Ruleth each thing, and hath created thee
To laud his name, not grieue his maiestie.
Go thou thy way, for thou canst ne're obtaine
This
Golden Fleece, interred in dispaire,
Go wag thine head, with thy distracted braine
[...].
Thou of perdition art the lineall heire.
The
Golden Fleece is kept for such as liue,
To please their God, and not their God to grieue.
But such as like the Sabines do disdaine,
[...] Tit
[...]. Li
[...] pag. 20. Vibes quoque vt catera, ex in
[...]r
[...]o nasci, &c.
That ere the Romans should in mariage ioyne,
With their renowned stocke, and thinke it shame,
That their vpstart descent, should them detaine.
Shall soone be vanquisht, and deuoid of aide,
To darke obliuions Tombe, retire, dismaid.
The Argonautes, who got the
Golden Fleece,
Neuer disdaind to ioyne with any power,
Combinde with euery Nation in a peace,
Which did distill like
Danaes Golden shower.
This golden peace did get them that renowne,
Which all the Ile of Colchis puld not downe.
Nought there can be more strong then vnitie,
V
[...]pax Gabior
[...], c
[...]u
[...]ixdigniss
[...] mam quide
[...] speciem te
[...]errima bell
[...] sequ
[...]ta sun
[...] Vid. Ouid. in sast. Cleobis et Byto
[...].
If so that vnion doe no discord breede,
For it effects things worthy memory,
Which no commotion in the state doth feede.
For wealth and peace blest
Aegias kinde twins,
With mutuall passions, mutuall honour wins.
Both weepe at once, both smile with like desire,
Both walke, both stand, both make a like repose,
And to conclude they burne with equall fire,
Both win at once, both equally doe lose.
Nought there can be, being borne of selfesame mother,
Belonging to the one, not to the other.
And then what is it which obtaines this prize?
Not wealth, nor treasure in aboundance had,
To get this prize, is not to temporize,
For flattery in Princes seemes too bad.
And time obseruers be of small regard,
VVhen diuine honour is the due reward.
Doe not with glosing, nor with sugred speech
Thinke to allure thy God, vnto thy will:
Of thy fraile temple he can make a breach,
And in one moment soule and bodie kill.
The difference twixt God and man assignde,
One kils the bodie, the other kils the minde.
Care not for him,
M
[...]t. 10. 28.
that hath power corporall,
Able to kill the bodie is the worst,
But care for him whose power coelestiall,
For he can make both soule and bodie curst.
Wherefore take heede, thou do not grieue that God,
Who can auenge thy folly with his rod.
Be so determinde in thy daily labour,
Vbi non est p
[...]r gratiam, adest per vin
[...]dictam.
That thou offend not Gods high maiestie,
For he that is out of Gods heauenly fauour,
Shall be destroyed by his deitie.
Almes. Eccl. chap. 7 vers. 32.
The Lord hath pi
[...]tie, when he seeth vs take
Compassion on the poore for Christ his sake.
But when with impudent and carelesse eye,
We doe neglect the cries of silly soules,
And wallowing in deepe securitie,
Amos. chap. 6. ver
[...]. 6.
Cherish our pleasures; and drinke wine in bowles.
Whilest we annoint our selues with ointments sweet,
Who will with teares ofsorrow wash Christ feete?
No man is sory for poore
Iosephs woe,
Iosephs affliction doth not touch our hearts,
Pleasures induce vs where so ere we goe,
Sinnes lamentation instantly departs.
Ioseph in prison,
Gen. chap. 39.
[...]ers. 20.
we sweete pleasures taste,
Relieude by none, til all his griefes be paste.
Those who contemne the miseries of men,
Shall nere attaine vnto this Golden prize,
These like to sauage Lions in their den,
VVith proud
Cal
[...]gula, do ti
[...]annize.
Nere shall they come to rest,
M
[...]t. 2. chap. vers. 10.
but endlesse warre
Shall scatter them, without a shepheards starre.
Ca
[...]la would many times reproue,
The Gods on high, in that they did withstand,
His Saints ordainde to purchase peoples loue,
And brandishing a weapon in his hand.
Come
Aeolus (quoth he) and all yee Gods,
Ile whip you like to scholeboies with my rods.
Yet when he heard the messenger of raine,
Qui Deos tant
[...]pere cotemneret, ad minima t
[...]nitrua et falgura, conniuere, caput obuoluere, ad ve
[...]o maiora proreperet e strato, sub lectumque condere solebat. Vid. Suet. in vit. Cal
[...]g.
Thūder, with crackling noise, come hurrying down,
Then he, proud man, to hide himselfe was faine,
And who was high before, is humble growne.
For wandring what did hurrie ore his head
Fond witlesse man, he crept vnder his bed.
Caligula could neuer get this prize,
For he abashed was at euery storme,
Nor with affiance could lift vp his eyes,
To that same God whose grace doth man adorne
For Grace doth beautifie each creature well,
And is a meanes foule vice for to expell.
Now whosoeuer will obtaine that prize,
That
Golden Fleece, euen that celestiall treasure,
Let him feare Gods high power in any wise,
And dedicate his life to Gods good pleasure.
Time et T
[...]
[...]or.
Then he cannot but get this precious gemme,
Reserude for such as be religious men.
There was a world though that waxe hoary now,
VVhen vertue was the scope each leueld at,
But few will vertue in their actions show,
All be respectiue of their priuate gaine.
This priuate state is mundane happinesse,
VVhich is the groundworke of our wretchednesse.
Leaue all thy wealth and thy preferment quite,
Quis est amicus Det? qui nimtrum nu
[...] dum contemn
[...]t propt
[...]r Deam
[...] Stell. de cont, mūd. lib. 2.
Info
[...] aminibus et caucr
[...]ulis petra &c. Cantic. chap. 2. vers. 14.
Flie to the Anchor of thy hope and stay,
Heres
Iacobs ladder, which may thee incite,
Vpon thy soueraigne Lord thine head to lay▪
Christ is no place whereon to laie his head,
But Christ his hand will vs to glory leade.
Buie once this gemme againe, and tell me then,
If euer Iewell were of such a price,
A Iewell requisite for Christian men,
For her's no Christian that will it despise.
Sell all and buie it, for it will procure
Thy endlesse safetie which will ere endure.
What is it drawes thee from thy louing Lord?
Is it promotion? hope of present gaine?
Or is it all that fraile earth can afford?
Nought but vaine shadowes doth fraile earth containe.
Leaue then the shadow, and the substance get
Immortall things immortall minds beset.
What was the reason
Alexander thought,
And therefore slew Calisthenes. vid. Quin. Curt. Quia eum pro Deo venerari nolui
[...]. &c.
Nought could containe mans mind that worldly was?
Euen forasmuch as he for honour sought
Which hauing gotten like a shade did passe.
And hauing conquerde all the world beside,
Yet he perceiude nought constant could abide.
One arrow piercing
Alexanders thigh,
Homines dicunt me esse immortalem, sed haec sagitta probat me esse mortal
[...] Ibid.
From whence there gushed streames of crimson bloud,
Now doe I grant (quoth he) mortalitie
Is incident to me, as here is shewed.
Nor prince nor begger can debarre his state,
To be eclipsed by a mortall date.
Thou that wi
[...] win
[...]e this
Golden
[...]leece, this prize,
Conf
[...]sse thy se
[...]fe a man and not a God,
With pure denotion
[...]leuate thine eyes
Least thou be da
[...]ht in peeces by his rod.
Psalm. 2.
And being dasht reuerreceiue aga
[...]ne
Gods d
[...]uine spirit, A Cordiall for thy paine.
Get thee to
Noa
[...]s Arke, and like a Doue,
Come flying with an Oliue in thy bill,
The Ol
[...]ue is the token of true loue,
Which will
[...]he hatred of the serpent kill.
Gen. ch
[...].
[...].
[...]er
[...]. 11.
For thou as long as thou abidest there,
No ouerflowing deluge needs to feare.
When
Z
[...]th
[...]s aged
Boreas sonne and heire,
Came downe from Colchis into Arcadie,
When vnto
Phin
[...]us Court he did repaire,
And was receiude by
Phineus sumptously.
He ayded
Phineus the Harpies to expell,
VVhose filthie ordure gaue a no
[...]some smell.
For wheresoeuer
Phineus did goe,
They did pursue him, both by Sea and land,
And made king
Phineus full of dismall woe,
Fo
[...] they were plagues inflicted by
Ioues hand.
In that he did put out his childrens eyes,
VVhich did ascend to
Ioue with wofull cries.
Zethes by force expelde these cruellbirds,
Expulsing them the bounds of Arcadie,
Maliominis aues, &c.
And for his welcome, this kinde loue affords,
And loue for loue is showne as mutually.
It was an a
[...]mes for to renew his life,
Idea.
Since what was done, was plotted by his wife.
Then this example shall induce thy loue,
Miserum est ingratum esse hominem.
Not with vnthankful and fo
[...]getfull minde,
For to requit
[...] his kindnesse wh
[...] did proue
A fai
[...]hful
[...] friend, and in distresse most kinde.
Pia
[...]grato
[...]omine p
[...]ius terranil
[...]rea
[...] Ausonius
[...]
For
Zethes was in great dis
[...]esse before,
Till he arriude vpon th' Arcadian shore.
And sure vnthankfull minds be most accurst,
Officiosa al
[...]s exuiosa suis. Alcia.
[...] Emblem.
Since they like Vip
[...]rs be vnkind to those
Who fos
[...]red them, and make their wombes to burst,
Vipers to Vipers be the hatefull foes.
Many foule vice, saith
Seneca,
In Epi
[...]t. ad L
[...]cid.
I ken,
In Rome, yet none worse then vnthankfull men.
It is inhumane to forget good will,
The king of Persia did accept a gift,
Dariu
[...] ▪ Vid. Apoth. Plutar.
[...]t E. rasm. Roterod.
Euen a small handfull which a wife di
[...] fill
O
[...] liquid water, void of subtile drift.
This he accepted, and with like desert,
repaid the kindnesse of her louing heart.
And sure who is vngratefull to his friend,
Inimica animam, exinanitio m
[...]ritorum dispersio virtutum, &c. S. Barnard.
Shall nere obtaine this sacred prize of heauen.
And since Gods bountie store of gifts doth send,
Striue in an equall poize, to be found euen,
And whensoere thou doest perceiue Gods grace,
Stirre thee to good, cease not his name to praise,
Thou an vnfruitfull seruant, doe thy best,
Yet all thou doest, not so much as thou ought,
Christ with his sacred robe doth thee inuest,
And in his mercy hath thee homeward brought,
And yet thou wandrest in the fields astray,
Vnlesse Gods mercy be thy hold and stay.
He is thine hold, yet like a drunken man,
Thou reelest from his shoulders to depart,
Ami
[...]a luto sus. Horat. Sus
[...]utulenta Cic. in dec. cont. Salust.
Vnto thy vaine delights, doe what hee can,
With second death thou penetrat'st his heart,
Thou mak'st it bleede afresh, and in thy sin,
Like Sow in mire delight'st to wallow in.
Lament thy stragling footsteps, thy offences,
Lament the horrour of thy mis spent time,
Lament thy sinne, thine Hypocrite pretences,
Lament: so shall soules-splendour brightly shine.
The spirit and the flesh bandie their force,
With flesh the diuell ioynes without remorce.
Be thou remorcefull, and the Lord will take
Pitie vpon all thine infirmities,
Euen for his death, and for his passions sake,
Will he exempt thee thine enormities,
And bring thee to the place of heauenly ioy,
Void of distresse, exempted from annoy.
Buy this celestial treasure, this reward,
This heauenly Manna, made for Angels foode,
This precious iewell all wise men regard,
Vid. Aulum Gell. in A
[...]t. noclib.
Purchasde to vs, by Christs effused bloud.
This is no
Tolosanum aurum, which was brought
To Rome by
Q. Cepio, deerely bought.
That was the ruine of him that did find it,
This is the blessing of him, doth possesse it,
Who is he then that will not greatly minde it?
To be the worthiest gem, who'le not confesse it?
Since who obtaines it, lasting life obtaines,
Albeit precious, got with little paines.
That is
obrizum aurum; gold refined,
Purer then Cristall, cleerer then the Glasse,
This heauenly treasure is to such assignde,
As in deuotion doe their life time passe.
Then get this gold, and like a bracelet tie it,
About thine arme, sell all thy goods and buy it.
Then shalt thou get this
Golden Fleece of ioy,
Solace vnto thy soule, and endlesse blisse,
Esteeme not of it, as a triuiall toy,
Since it's the hauen of thy happinesse.
So runne & so con
[...]inue in thy running,
Cor. chap. 9. vers. 24.
That thou maist be eternizd at Christs comming.
None must obtaine, vnlesse they holde their course,
For he that liueth must proceed therewith,
Perfectio vir. tutisest perseu
[...]rantia,
And this same lewesse will each man enforce,
To runne all breathlesse to recouer breath.
God grant we may so runne this mortal race,
That we with ioy, may see Gods heau'nly face.
Alwaies prouided for the day to come,
Least vnawares our soule sustaine the spoyle,
And then euen speechlesse we appeare as dumbe,
And vndergoe an euerduring foyle.
Then shall we weepe, and eke deplore our state,
But lamentation then will come too late.
Those fiue wise Virgins had their Lamps prouided,
Therefore they were accepted in the roome
Of nuptiall rites,
Mat
[...]h. 25. chap. vers. 12.
the other were de
[...]ided,
That vnprouided would presume to come.
Oh then let vs prouide our Lampes with oyle,
So shall the Lord vs of our sinne assoyle.
For those who haue no oyle within their lights,
Shall bee debarred heau'ns f
[...]licitie,
And rest enthroned in perpetuall night,
Where howling is their sweetest harmonie.
Nothing is better th
[...]n prouision sure,
To get that life, which euer shall endure.
Many intend to spend t
[...]eir worthless
[...] life,
In
[...]aking riches
[...] through desire of gaine,
But such things be t
[...]e nourishers of st
[...]ife,
And th
[...]s thy substance will thy conscience staine.
It shall distaine thy conscience and oppresse,
Thy deere bought soule with gall of bitternesse.
Galde be he euer, that bestowes his time,
In things offensiue to Gods maiestie,
Employing n
[...]t himselfe in things diuine,
But in prophanenesse and impietie.
Soone die they in despaire and discontent,
Paenitentia vera nunqu
[...] es
[...] Sera.
Who grieue their God, and g
[...]i
[...]uing not repent.
There can be nothing happier then t
[...]at man,
Paenitentia s
[...]ra raro est vera. Aug.
Who doth direct his industrie therein,
Which is concordant to Gods high commaund,
The safest antidote against all sin.
For he shall sure obtaine that pr
[...]ze, that pay,
Which power of darknesse
[...] nere shall take away.
Labour for this, and then thou shalt doe well,
Thou shalt attaine vnto the port of rest,
Sidus naui
[...] ganti
[...]u, naufragii portus.
There to remaine euen in that sacred cell,
Which aboue all is to be loued best.
S. August.
That sacred mansion of tranquilitie,
Eternall rest of heau'ns felicity.
Who would remaine in this salt Sea of woe?
In this vnfruitfull vale of miserie?
Who would in sinners pathes delight to goe?
Since nought there is but sharpe calamitie.
Be not besotted with this earthly pleasure,
Lest thou do leese the hope of heauenly treasure.
And then farewell fond man,
Aetna a moū taine in Sicilie, now called
Gibello monte, from whēce issue forth wholesi
[...]kes of fire, proceeding out of the adusted matter of the earth.
Vi
[...]. Iust.
for thy distresse,
Cannot be vttred by the tongue of any,
Such is the platforme of thy wretchednesse,
That thy distresses be in number many.
And then an Aetna with a scorching flame,
Shall vexe thy soule with euerlasting paine.
Now giue a sob, in token of thy griefe,
Now weepe amaine,
Quando spir
[...]tu
[...] hominis suspirat, spiritus Dei aspirat.
least thou remorcelesse die,
A sigh perchance will yeeld thee some reliefe,
And make thee with a dolefull heart to crie
Pittie deare Lord, pittie good God, I craue,
I doe confesse, that I offended haue.
This short petition will appease his ire,
Such is his mercy towards penitents,
And though it burnd before more hote then fire,
Yet at thy teares he presently relents.
And answers thee, if thou wil
[...] cease from sin,
Thou shalt in ioy for euer raigne with him.
If thoule not weepe, Iesus will weepe for thee,
For ore Ierusalem did he lament,
He will cond
[...]le thy woe, thy miserie,
And tell thee plaine, thy fall is imminent.
He hath more feeling of our wretchednesse,
Then we our selues haue of our owne distresse.
How often hath he calde vs euen with teares,
Stretching his racked armes vpon the crosse,
Yet we runne headlong, void of filiall feare,
Secure and carelesse of our owne soules losse.
Oh weepe for shame, and let thy teares bewaile,
Thy carelesse life, which did thy Sauiour naile.
Shall thy distresse more moue another man,
Then thine owne heart? which should sustaine the griefe,
Sure whosoeuer shall thy folly scan,
Will deeme thee most vnworthie of reliefe.
For this thy soule is cauterizde with sin,
Which thou for euer meanes to dally in.
Lasciuious minion that consumes thy daies,
Dicit se vetulam cum sit
[...] p
[...]pa pup
[...]m
[...] G
[...]llta cū sit A
[...]us. Ferre nec ban
[...]poss
[...]s, p
[...]ssis Coliue, necillam, alterari
[...]icula est altera
[...]utidula. Valer. Martial. in Qua
[...]. lib. Epigram
In tricking vp thy selfe in fine attire,
In decking those proud parts thy name decayes,
Thy honour fa
[...]les, dishonourd by desire.
Thou with the Argonautes shalt ne
[...]e obtaine,
Without Gods speciall grace, this heauenly gaine.
Yet if with
Marie Magdalen thou weepe,
And shed salt teares in token of r
[...]morce,
If thou repose not in a sinfull sleepe,
Thy teares, thy sigh
[...]s shall be of equall force.
Cleere to exempt thee f
[...]om
[...]he sting of death,
Which otherwise with mist would choak thy breath.
Oh that I could lament as
Peter did,
Oh then should I to mercy haue recourse,
But through dist
[...]ust of mercy I am hid,
With
Adam in the gro
[...]e,
Luke. chap. 2
[...]. ver
[...]. 62.
made worse and worse.
O
[...] mollifie (deare Lord) this heart of mine,
Gen. ch
[...]p. 3. vers. 8.
That in contrition I may be found thine.
What if I haue aboundance of all treasure?
Wallow in curious cates, and sumptuou
[...] fare?
Yet all my deeds opponents to Gods pleasure,
Oh th
[...]n (God knowes) how poore I am and bare?
Naked, forlo
[...]ne, opprest with misery,
And so distrest, who ist will p
[...]ttie me?
Grant vs deare Lord,
A petition?
so to employ our time,
And so our
[...]alent thou to vs hast lent
That like the starres in glory we may shine,
And reape the fruits of pilgrims steps well spent.
Iux orien
[...] ab al
[...]o sol Iustiti
[...].
So shall that O
[...]ient Sun our eyes del
[...]ght,
And beautifie vs, both by day and night.
So shall that heauenly light enlighten vs,
That we shall neuer stray from Gods desire,
Not turning things conuenient to abuse,
Nor through presumptuous folly to aspire.
For true humility shall ere protect vs,
Humilitie.
And in this night of darknesse shall direct vs.
Stay thee a little while, ere thou proceede,
Doe not go hurrying on thine headlong course,
Allocutio a
[...] seipsum.
With bitter Satyres make mens hearts to bleede,
Least they by reading be made worse and worse.
So reade, and so conce
[...]ue amidst thy reading,
Thy stony heart for sinne may fall a bleeding.
Institutio.
Yet will I know thou canst not this performe,
[...]n the first progresse of thine haplesse race,
Without Gods Spirit (poore soule) thou art forlorne,
Where
[...]ore with teares call vnto God for grace.
Grace will illuminate thy purblinde eies,
Before whose beames, whole heaps of vapors lies.
Solace thy selfe in that which is diuine
Doe not bestow thy time in wantonnesse,
Direct thy pathes vnto the equall line
Of Gods directions, where thine happinesse
Onely consisteth: and dependance hauing,
Is soone obtained by incessant crauing.
Is not this mercy, and a kindnesse great,
To be delighted onely in bestowing.
F
[...]ns perennis integer manans. S. August.
For when for mercy we doe him entreate,
Mercy we haue, as from a fountaine flowing.
And this same fountaine dried vp is neuer,
But floweth with continuall graces euer.
Then beate thine heart, and be ashamde of sinne,
Put thee on sackcloth,
Ionah. chap. 3.
and in heart relent,
The goale is gotten, and the triumph winne,
Heau'ns Paradise attainde, if thou repent.
Pierce thine obdurate heart with moisturde teares,
And then soules comfort shall dispell all feares.
Tremble and be astonisht for thy life,
Cum timore et tremore.
In that thou hast offended thy good God,
Put from thee all contention,
Deus quia vere bou
[...]s. Vid. S. Aug. in Meditat.
and all strife,
Lest thou be punisht by his fearefull rod.
And that his rod shall be eternall fire,
Prepar'd for hardned sinners as their hire.
But if thou cease from sinning, then receiue,
Veni
[...]e, blessed of my father come,
Like sheepe vpon my right hand you shall haue,
Rewards prouided for you by his sonne.
The other branded with
[...]bite goe,
Apoc. chap. 19. vers. 20.
Into the lake of brimstone full of woe.
Oh that we might attaine vnto that heauen,
Whose gates are purer then the finest Gold,
Admirde in vision by the Martyr
Stephen,
Promisde to
Dauids seede,
Act. chap. 7 vers. 55. 56.
in time of old.
Grant gracious Lord, that we may so endeuour,
That we with thee may raigne in ioyes for euer.
Petition.
So let thy countenance shine vpon that mist
Of ignorance,
Quamuis dis
[...] pa
[...]sit singu. lorūg loria, tamen communis est
[...]mnium laeti
[...] tia. Aust.
which hath obscurde our minds,
That we may be by Chores of Angels blist,
As those, to whom be seuerall ioyes assignde.
As those who haue obtainde the hauen of blisse,
Enthroned in the thrones of happinesse.
Oh let thy gracious fauour flourish still
With a continuance of thine heauenly loue,
Directed by the leuell of thy will,
Without a blemish, spotles
[...]e, as the Doue.
So shall we laud and magnifie thy name,
That deigned hast to make vs free from blame.
Let vs with speede
[...]ake vp our bed and walke,
Let vs not wallow in lasciuious beds,
Let vs with speede heare what our Christ doth talke,
Sounding alarums in our d
[...]afest ear
[...]s.
Come vnto me that labour and are distrest,
Retire to me, for you shal be refresht.
Is not this solace to thy wearied spirit?
Plus affctu
[...] quam affat
[...], plusg
[...]mui
[...] bus quam s
[...]rmonibus efficitu
[...], &c.
Is
[...]ot this comfort to thine heauie load?
Since Christ rewardeth thee, who nought doth merit,
A greater kindnesse, neu
[...]r could be showd.
Lament thy sin with teares, thy Christ doth craue,
He'le in his mercy, soule and bodie saue.
Now is the
Golden Fleece attainde vnto,
Then which no gem more precious or more
[...]aire,
Since Christ
[...] of ou
[...] wor
[...]hl
[...]sse works allow,
And hath adopted vs to be his heire
This
G
[...]den Fl
[...]ece is got, none can w
[...]thstand
The confi
[...]ation of Gods sacred hand.
Canc
[...]ll'd he hath the writin
[...] which he had,
He hath cancelled the handwriting he had against v
[...]v. 8. &c.
To shew aga
[...]nst vs, & h
[...] p
[...]ec
[...]ous bloud,
Wh
[...]ch he effusde fo
[...] vs that e
[...]st were bad,
H
[...]h wash away ou
[...] sinnes: O blessed foode.
Mo
[...]e
[...] & more swe
[...]te then Hesh
[...]ons pooles,
Whole p
[...]asant st
[...]eames refreshed thirstie soules.
Flow thou for euer sweetest of all sweets,
Whose Nectar fountains relisheth our gall,
[...]. brosiaet nectare. &c.
And with a kinde salute our anguish greets,
Protecting vs, least our fraile steps should fall.
Defend vs Lord, and as thou hether hast,
Protected vs, continue thy repast.
For thy repast will nourish vs for aye,
And feed our hunger-bitten soules with cates,
And sundry dishes, euen from day to day,
Hauing promoted vs to high estates.
VVhat cause ha
[...]st thou, since we deserued least,
To fashion vs like man, and not like beast?
It was thy mercy Lord not our deserts,
That thou shoulds
[...] this impart vnto thy foes,
Blessings full manie flowing
[...]n our hear
[...]s,
As in redemption from soule-bleeding woes.
Lord these thy blessings what tongue can vnfolde
This which our Fathers haue declarde of old?
Thou mightst haue made me like a worme or beast,
[...]r sencelesse creature,
In P
[...]rsons
[...].
like to plants or stones,
But with thine owne forme thou didst me inuest,
Like to thy selfe, and thy elected ones.
F
[...]r which I cannot giue thee worthy praise,
Yet I will praise thee, and thy name alwaies.
O that the nature of our stony hearts
Would be dissolude to teares, whil'st they receiue
Those inward passions suffred for our parts,
For whose extreamest sorrowes we do craue.
That God would pittie take,
A Petition.
and vs redresse,
Which destitute of helpe, are comfortless
[...].
Thou art our comfort,
Gaudiū per quod gaudeo▪ quando sane gaudeo,
&c.
and our solacer,
That solacest our miserie and woe,
Thou art our piller and our nourisher,
VVho doest sustaine vs wheresoere we goe,
Then happie wee, since happinesse consists,
To be by thee in heau'n for euer blist.
Blest be he euer that resides in Christ,
And doth repose h
[...]s comfort in his loue,
For in his loue all happinesse comprisde
Hele fixe the Anchor which will nere remoue,
Let vs exceede, if so we can exceede
In louing him, who for our loue did bleede.
Neuer did man sustaine, that he sustained,
To expiate that sinne, we h
[...]d committed,
For by his death, eternall life we gained,
And we vnto his fauour were admitted.
Pittie vs Lord, as we haue heere transgressed,
Endew vs with that grace, we haue professed.
If I could merit,
Omirabilis censur
[...] conditio, e
[...] ineffabilis mysterii dispos
[...]tio, &c.
then there were no neede
Of any merits Christ hath wrought for me,
But Christs deere heart did for my
[...]ollies bleede,
And he was wounded for my misery.
Then for thy wounds, and for thy passion sake,
August. 1. med. cap.
[...].
Saue me O Lord, whom thou didst re-create.
Petition.
I haue gone wandring in this surging sea
Of many troubles, shipt in waues of woe,
I was depriued of the puritie
Of mine owne soule,
Inpers
[...]. Auth
[...]r.
from whence these griefes did flow.
For mine owne soule defiled is with mudde,
Which erst was raised by thy precious bloud.
Weepe now,
Da mihiirriguū superi
[...] & inferius.
hard heart, and call to minde the death
Of thy sweete Sauiour, who appeasde theire
Of Gods displeasure, and whose heauenly breath,
Attempred that which burnd more hote then fire.
There is no marble-heart so hardened,
But by Christs death, it will be mollified.
Oh stonie conscience fraught with wretchednesse,
Oh vile disfigurde creature made of sinne,
Thou that compacted art of wickednesse,
How by thy merits canst thou fauour winne?
Nay, nay to flie to them, thou wouldst be loth,
For they be filthier then a menstruous clo
[...]h.
P
[...]al. Dauid.
Here let me fixe my staffe with
Scipio,
I
[...] ludibrio
[...]ratris nouos transilire muros.
[...].
[...]iuius Patau.
And set my foote vnto
Alc
[...]des frame,
Beyond which pillers neuer one could goe,
Non vltra fixte, to memorize his name.
Here's
Romulus high wal, who leapes ore this,
With
Remus vnder it interred is.
Scipios firme staffe I haue defixed here,
In token that my prouince is obtainde,
Vnto whose sacred shrine let all draw nere,
Now is the prize, the
Golden Fleece regainde,
That
Golden Fleece the subiect of my verse,
The rarest
Motto on a dead mans herse.
For none that dieth, pleasure can enioy,
Vnlesse he haue a garment made of this,
Not like that poisoned shirt which did annoy,
Seneca in tragaed, Oet
[...], Her
[...]ul.
Oetea
[...] Hercules depriude of blisse.
This is the garment of our chastitie,
The milke-white Albe of our sinceritie.
Who doth not make his garment of this woole,
Purer then purple of the finest dye,
Doth his owne soule with wickednes defoule,
Depriude of Christs death, means to cure his pai
[...]
This garment is the ornament of loue,
That Oliue branch brought by a Turtle Doue.
The Tyrians were rich,
Tyrr
[...]en
[...] vestes prouerb.
with orient gemme,
Yet not so rich, as this most precious iewell,
The Arabians sweete perfumed odors sends,
But those for daintie dames remaine as fewell;
Tmolus amemum mittit
[...]
Pontus brings forth rich beuers of all kind,
But not comparde vnto the peace of mind.
India is rich, furnisht with golden mines,
But sauage minds possesse them without vse,
Virosaque Pontus castorea, Elyadum palmas Phyro
[...] equarū, Virg. Super extremos penetratit Indos. Long
[...] qualiter resonante Eoa tundeturvnda. Catul. 1. lib. eleg.
More expert coasts, at the Indians rapines,
In that such precious mettals they abuse.
But we repine not at their Indians gaine,
So we this heauenly treasure may obtaine.
Craesus was rich,
Trog. Pom
[...]. & Lenoph in cyrop. Ouid. in Epist. vid.
yet he obtainde not this,
Irus was poore,
Codrus as poore as he,
And these two beggars had their share of blisse,
As much as
Craesus for his maiestie.
Quint. Curtium in vit.
Then what doe I regard such wealth,
Alexan
[...]. de obit. & sepul
[...] Craesi. in
[...]upple
[...]
[...]nto.
such store,
Since after death, I am not blest therefore.
Poore
Thestylis did labour to maintaine,
Her poore estate,
Virgil. in ec
[...]log.
by daily toyle and care,
Rich
Menedemus carkte for rustie gaine,
Yet at her death she had as much to spare.
Terent. com
[...] in
[...].
Both these did toyle, yet toild they not for this,
To be partakers of e
[...]ernall blisse.
This richesse is a canker which consumes
The rare fram'd substance of the soule diuine,
For rich men through their rich estates presume
To purchase heau'n, as they did earth for
[...] time.
But gold adoring creatures they must know
That their confusion from their richesse grow.
Thus that conuerted is to bitter paine,
Which they reserude for antidotes of health,
They lose in traffique, where they thought to gaine,
Not much vnlike vnto
Prometheus stealth,
Hesiod. et Aeschyl. in Tragaed.
Who by his theft resoluing to reuiue,
His liuelesse shrines, himselfe of life depriude.
Who being on mount Caucasus stands bound,
Enchaind in fetters of captiuitie,
Whose heart consuming Eagles grapple round,
Yet right reuiues his endlesse miserie.
Hartlesse consumde by day,
[...]r
[...]metheus punishment▪
his griefes renewde,
For with a new framde heart he is endewde.
Night doth create in him that which the day
Had quite consumde, wounded by Eagles billes.
Thus he tormented is, as Poets say,
The night reuiuing what the day time killes.
A poeticall
[...]ction.
Thus discontented, rests in discontent,
A iust reward for theft, or thefts entent.
Reade but these leaden poems,
Conclusion with an exhortation. &c.
finde of gold,
For gold is subiect to their shapelesse forme,
Though they degenerate from a golden mould,
Yet pious wits will not such fragments scorne.
And as a maske oft veles deformitie,
So may my errors by your clemency,
A kinde embrace encourageth a swaine,
Et tandem tener ausus e
[...] Catullus▪ magno mittere passerem Ma
[...] roni. Catul.
[...]is Eleg.
To tell his rusticketale, and doth excite
[...]
His silly muse to frolicke, or the plaine,
So kindest censures them that rudely write,
If these naked poems please, I doe protest
In bounden loue, deuoted I will rest.
To be commanded in the highest straine
That poore
Menalchas euer shall attaine.
Sat vobis est hac tenui & serpente vena.
FINIS.
AN ELEGIE ENTITVLED Narcissus Change.
NArcissus pestred with the Summer heate,
Came to a fountain whose stil-flowing spring,
Refreshed him where siluer fountaines meete,
Vpon whose banks did ripened berries hing.
VVhose pleasant colour did such beauty show,
That they their forme did to the banks bestow.
Such was the beauty of that ripened fruite,
Whose faire adorning shadow did oreshade
The banks adioynde, where
Clio with her Lute,
Vsed to play, with flourie roabes araide.
Where
Clio plaid, the Naiades replide,
With tripping grace, in
Tempe deifide.
Here did
Narcissus bath himselfe a while,
And with a Nectar sweetnesse quench his thirst,
Ling him downe, with quicke conceit did smile,
Glutted with water, which he longde for first.
Where he perceiuing how thee berries cast
A beauteous colour, thus he spake agast.
Faire were that creature that surpassed these,
In beautie, or in colour, but no shape,
Can be comparde to these delicious trees,
Whose fruitfull sprigs send out this louely grape.
O why should Gods (quoth he) such berries make
Of such rare colour for
Narcissus sake?
Narcissus is not in his shape so faire
Nor in his colour, so admirde as these,
Bright-eide Alexis is beyond compare,
Yet not comparde to these broad shadowing trees.
Phyllis was fayre, yet not so faire to me,
As these faire berries speckled pretily.
Thus whil'st he spake, he did reflect his eyes
Vnto the fountaine, where he did perceiue,
His owne affected beauty, which descries
Conceit of beauty doth young youthes depraue.
For he conceited of his beauteous forme
With high ambition did his shape adorne.
Doest thou aduāce (quoth he) wi
[...]h high prizde praise
The beauty of these berries grow hard by?
And will not thine owne beauty eternize,
Decked with pleasures in variety?
Thy blush exceeds the feature of all plants,
Thou art endewde with that the Cupresse wants.
The Cypresse tree doth not her verdure lose,
Cupr
[...]ssus in hyeme viriditat
[...]m no
[...] amittit suam.
But still reserues her vernant shape and springs,
With cheerefull die, so doth the blushing rose,
VVhich to her pruner, fragrant sauour bring
[...].
Plin. in Nat. Histor.
Neither the Rose, nor yet the Cypresse tree,
In any wise may be comparde to thee.
Damon hath told me oft,
Orytha or▪
Orychia daughter to king
Erycthetus, whom
Bo
[...] cas stole away.
I was most faire,
Yet I beleeude him not: but now I see,
My beautie is mongst other shepheards rare
No marueile if
Orytha fauour me.
Since Nature by
Apelles hand hath sought,
To passe that nature which foretime was wrought.
Crotons fine daughters, framde by
Zeuxes art,
VVere much admirde for beauty yet must yeeld
To thee
Narcissus, for in euery part,
Thy well proportiond members them exceld.
They faire by art, thou by dame Nature faire,
Nature with art, we vse not to compare.
Thersites that mishapen Grecian swaine,
was of my stocke and louely progenie,
But he foule man, should be reformd againe,
For his ill featurde formes deformitie.
But thou
N
[...]rcissus dost enioy that name,
VVhich Nature doth enuie, whil'st she doth name.
Namde be thou euer, for thou doest enioy
The honour and the credit of thy maker,
Thou art
Narcissus that same louely boy,
That of celestiall forme art made partaker,
Partaker be thou euer of that forme,
Since nature as her gemme did thee adorne.
Narcissus gemme, for who can ere compare
With the surpassing beautie of his face?
Which intermixed i
[...] with red most faire,
Resembling
Io, whose admired grace.
Strucke such a loue in
[...]upiters high brest,
Io daughter to the riuer Inachus, &c.
That he protested, he lou'd
Io best.
One day amongst the rest, high
Ioue would kisse,
The parragon of beauty
Ios face,
The description of
Ioues loue.
Iuno stood at his backe, and seeing this
You might forbeare, quoth she whilest we are in place,
It were enough to vele your crimes by night,
And not to act them in your
Iunoes sight.
Ioue he replied litle, but expressed,
His loue to
Iuno still with feigned lookes,
Io stood still, her silence lust confessed,
Such is the attracting power of diuine hookes.
Their diuine power is such, that being showne,
The chastest maids that breathe be not their owne.
Ioue loued still, yet could not hide his loue,
From iealous
Iuno,
Inque intentem Inachydos vu
[...]tus mutau
[...]at ille iuuēcam.
wherefore he inuented,
By metamorphozde shape, his ioyes to proue,
Io poore wench, without delay consented.
And left faire shapes, should
Ioues conceit reueale,
An heifers forme, did
Io's shape conceale.
Ouid. in Meo tamor.
Fondest of fonds will thou compare thy feature,
With a lasciuious heifer
Ioues delight?
Thou art the curious frame of diuine nature,
Nature sure made thee in her owne despight.
For she despiteth thee, thou art so faire,
That Nature with her worke may not compare.
Leda faire wife to royall
Tindarus,
Drew
Ioue from heauen, proportion of a swan,
For Gods at that time were voluptuous:
From whence the twins of
Leda first began.
Ledas two egges,
Pollux and
Hellen hight,
Castor and
Clytemnestra brought to light.
These faire surpassing faire, endewed were
With vitall breath by
Ioues faire swanlike forme,
Castor and
Pollux staid not long time there,
For they bright lamps, the heauēs with light adorn:
Hellen though faire, yet
Hellen did amisse,
And
Clytemnestra grew adulteresse.
Auant degenerate thoughts, ill may betide thee,
Ob
[...]ruding lustfull
Hellen to my shrine,
Or
Clytemnestras knowne adulterie,
Or with celestiall bodies which doe shine
In heauens supernall Throne, and what are they,
That thou the brightest starre, should stars obey.
Looke at thy face, and in this Christall fount,
Gaze at thy golden locks: Oh doe not blush,
Fairest of men, fit for
Idalias mount,
There to inhabite:
Idalio o
[...]
Idalus a moūt dedicated to
Venus.
crownd with myrtle bush.
What shall I say
Narcissus, to thy beauty,
To which
Apollo tied is in dutie.
Apollo followed
Daphne in a chace,
C
[...]i Deus, et quoniam
[...]oniux mea non potes esse, arbor
[...]riscerte dixit. Ouid. in Me
[...]am.
An vnchast chace, when gods do follow maids,
And in this shamelesse course, this haplesse race,
Daphne makes refuge to the Lawrel shades.
Where she transformed was into that tree,
Vnder whose shade poore wench, she wisht to be.
But what high
Ioue,
Iphicus son to
Praxonides, who first ordained the games of
Olympus.
or what
Apollo can,
Transforme
Narcissus, since his shape exceeds,
Faire
Hippodamia for whom
Pelops ran,
Iphicus heart for me with sorrow bleeds.
And let it bleede I am of purer frame
Then each lasciuious mate to entertaine.
But if faire
Deiopeia would descend
Daughter to
Iuno,
Quar
[...] pul
[...] cherrima D
[...]opeia.
and entreate my loue,
Then would I to her suite attention lend,
And in a mutuall sort her teares approue.
V
[...]rgil. in A
[...]ne
[...]d.
I am too faire for
Galataeas vaine,
Whom I loude once, yet nere will loue againe.
Though she allure me with her pretty fauours,
Sending me bracelets, made of diuers sorts,
And fragrant nosegaies, mixed with sweetest sauours,
Yet maids of greater place to me resorts.
Themis a shepherdesse
If any earthly creature me obtaine,
It shall be
Themis, she's a louely swaine.
But it's no humane creature can content me,
It must be some diuiner power shall haue me,
Therfore some faire shapde god thou shalt inu
[...]t thee
To be thy mistresse, who ere long will craue thee.
And crauing thee, will dote vpon thy face,
Wishing thou wert borne of celestiall race▪
Thus whil'st
Narcissus spake, his twisted armes
Began to flourish with a greene clad least
VVith grim
Nemesis by her posherfull charmes▪
Ille caput vi
[...] ridi fe
[...]sum submisit in herba. Ouid. Metam.
Composde to be the blossomes of his grest.
His head was cloathed with a colour greene,
None knew
Narcissus where he erst had beene.
This was the high prizde loue he did conceiue
Of his owne beautie fitter for Gods then men,
Ambitious thoughts doe worthie parts depraue,
More sauage farre then Lyons in their den.
For hauing got their prey, they rest content,
But
[...]oaring thoughts are still to lewdnesse bent.