Επιλοιμια επε. OR, THE ANATOMY OF THE Pestilence.
A POEM, In three Parts. Describing The deplorable Condition of the City of London under its merciless dominion, 1665. What the PLAGVE is, together with the Causes of it. As also, The Prognosticks and most Effectual Means of Safety, both Preservative and Curative.
By William Austin, of Grayes-Inne, Esq
London, Printed for Nath. Brooke, at the Angel in Cornhill, 1666.
The Printer to the Reader.
I Have no suspition or thought at all, that after a considerate and thorough perusal of this little Book you will repent of your pains, or remain unsatisfied: and therefore forbear to court your approbation. All I have to say might well have been put in the Title, were it not for giving it an unfashionable length. I shall onely tell you, that this Poem was written at the earnest request of some very worthy persons into the Countrey, at that time of the Sickness, when the Mortality in London was so great, that ( waving what was generally believed, that they, not to scare the City from its self, were afraid to own and publish half the number of the dead) according to the account of the usual Bills, there dyed seven or eight thousand a Week, with some hundreds over and above.
An Affliction never to be forgotten, and a Subject worthy to be dedicated to eternall Posterity.
Errata.
Those most material that the Reader before perusal is desired to correct, are these.
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Those less considerable are these.
Pag [...] 3. [...] 24 fo [...] musicke hill read musicke bill. p 4. [...] d [...]es then, r. dies, then p 8 l 3 for war [...] [...]. wa [...]fare p. 10. l. 17 [...]or sm [...]ling r. [...]imp [...]ing. p 11 l. 26 for comon r. common p. 12. l 6 [...]o [...] to have r [...] h [...]ve. p 18. l 5. for were r. are l. 18. for crumb [...]. [...]rumm [...]. p 32 l. 17 after armes put a comma
Adde his & siqua sint similia.
THE ANATOMY OF THE Pestilence, In the Year of our Lord, 1665.
Part 1.
DRawing a
Map of this
sad place, my quill
Seems in the
frightful hand that writes a
Will.
We can't abscond or shew our
Tyrant-fears;
But in black robe of
mourning characters.:
If you agrade such,
fitly, then, the while
You'l with your
tears, to grace them, mix a
smile;
And no less
justly look they should be made
To have, like day or emblem,
light and
shade.
[Page 2]Others to whom the thoughts of
Death seem dull,
Like bits cram'd down the throat, when belly's full,
May know they
spirit, or clear
eye-sight lack,
Or
eyes have none, who cannot look on
black.
And he who now dares not be
chearful, hath
Great
scruple, doubtless, but small
heart or
faith.
Then, whilest I write
Lifes hasty post, grim
Death,
Hold not my pen, nor come to stop my breath.
One fully resolute no where to ramble,
Now life so doubtful is, needs no preamble.
Fancy —
But stay, lest this offence may give,
We should ask leave to
write, as well as
live.
Some Politicians
silence charge, when grief
Backt with our healths chief foes, hath plaid the thief;
(From
Physick prove their rule, that
those fare best,
Who very sick lie still, and speak the least)
Wisely, sure, treat on
rost meat, when they finde
Butcher and
Cook have blandished their minde:
If faring
ill differs from
well, their skill,
Judging of
other flesh, will thwart their will.
That
Royal Sir, who had for happy lot
Gods heart, and
King of politicks begot;
When his great breast within was orb of fire,
The breath his silence kept in, flam'd it
(a) higher:
[Page 3]And he who by afflictions did commence
The
Oracle of
[...]acite
patience,
Saw his contrasted victory o're death,
Lay in the vocal vertue of his breath:
His tyrannous
malignant dolours gave
When nothing else will do,
complaint prevails,
While pain with vapor from the mouth exhales
(c)
Confession oft saves life; when we endure
The smartest sores, our
crying turns the
cure:
Such safety be, as to
preserve it still.
In dang'rous sickness
then to hold ones peace,
Is like mute sleep to nourish the disease.
Your
*
septum lucidum a while yet keep
Lockt to our woe, do'nt grudge us time to weep.
Who think our
setting sun most fitly seems
So painted, as to cast his
longest beams:
That
Plague with
Cause and
Cure most modey goes,
When in a
large grave cloak of
mourning prose:
Such on the subject will refuse to hear
Metre, Apollo twitches by the ear.
He, who with smiling chear on
musicks hill
Playes to the sick his
therapeutick Skill,
[Page 4]Invigors flaccid body, drooping soul
With his illustrious rayes and
chants them whole.
He licence gives, who
Poët and
Musician
The pleasant is all-curing God
Physician.
[...].
Inventum medicina suum est, opisexque per orbem
Dicitur: herbarum & subjecta potentia vati.
— Ex illo didicerunt funera primum,
Differre & gelidae vitare pericula mortis.
Fancy when blub-cheek't
Boreas does strain
To make a dreadful tempest on the
Main;
When the
Sea Arms in mutiny require
Oceans to quench their
element of fire:
Waters on waters horridly are laid,
As first they lay before the
World was made.
Pretending ne're to be suffic'd with
men,
They gape, as if they'd gorge the
world agen
Their
gulfey mouths
rocks open and provoke,
Opposing Rocks with dea
[...]'ning noise and smoke:
Wave
murthers wave, then suddenly does
bur
[...]
With
briny thirst to be its neighbours
urne.
This drinks that's blood, dies then, anew does rowl
[...] ▪
As if it had imbib'd the others soul.
Iupiter, Neptune, Mercury together
Joyn, as of old, to wander
God
[...]nows whither.
Neptune with all his forces does arise,
To take
Auxiliaries from the
Skies:
[Page 5]The bottom of the Sea confusely thrown
Upward, contemns the
mountains in the Moon.
Deep answers deep; the waters there and here,
Above and under heaven compose one sphere:
When rabid
winds, like
Furies wak't from sleep,
Design the ruine of poor floating ship.
O're
Hell the billows boiling, how the wrack
Inebriates the mates with toil and tack!
Some torn from mast, a while with sails proud top
They flye, and then like
Icarus they drop
Others reel from the bark on either hand,
And sink where faithless
Peter could not stand.
Here one with fear
freely resigns his breath,
Another there, tir'd out,
is forc't to death:
Ralph hastily following
Clem's call and beck,
Justles 'gainst
Sam, and thumps him over deck
Like the known sport on
Venice bridge or boat,
Or in a formal
combat, as if he
Killing before he dy'd should
victor be.
Some past all hopes of life, grown desperate,
Quickly to b' out of pain, conspire with
Fate;
The ship
falls as she
rides, and faintly speaks
Her inward bleeding wounds by sundry leaks:
The
sail first tears, and then the stately
mast,
Like some great tumbling house, exclaims its last.
[Page 6]Now vessel cast at
Boreas his foot,
Bursts, as a fir'd.
Granado, all about;
One then on th' other takes fast hold, & neither
Scapes, but like
oake and Ivie, dye together.
To bouy them up a whil
[...], each broken piece
They fasten on, and stick like
Solon Geese;
Sporting there with their limbs at stake, they're soon
Lost to some
Shark, that tears them one from one:
If no such greedy couzening gamester come,
They drop into the
mare mortuum.
Like blossoms in the spring, that some sharp cold
Hath sorely nipt, they quickly loose their hold.
Thus 'tis with us, our dearest darling breath,
The air we take, is not our life but death;
That by which we should nimbly
kick up heel
[...],
Spread sails to post along,
inverts our keels:
In ev'ry moment of swift
time, we have
Surges and
ravening fishes for our grave.
Destiny ha's the learn'd
Physicians trick,
And by consent of most,
lives by the sick;
Lies as an
infant swadled up in bands,
Who for her help uses her
parents hands;
Thousands kills daily: yet, as if her powers
Were too too weak alone, makes use of ours,
Such are luxurient cluster'd grapes; and such
Fruit hoarded up, rots others by the touch:
As readily as
flint and steel, we make
Fire: are as spark and tinder,
touch and take
Each is his fellows murthering enemy.
See when in fight
Mars ragingly does ride
Through armed ranks to triumph on each side;
When ev'ry noise being voic'
[...] with fire and smoke,
Sounds dismally, as when
[...] heart is broke:
Souldier on souldier in distracted ire
Tumbles, like unbound faggots on the fire.
One deeply wounded,
dead friend does bemoan,
Till he fall on him for his
burying stone.
Like
Partridge chicken-tail'd, that you retrive,
Here and there drop those can no longer live.
Here stands a stradling
Hector, that hath lost
As many collops as old pissing post;
At last with others he's compell'd to yield
His body to be pavement to the field.
Some nimbly rifle others; then as those
Who took
the golden treasure at Talouse:
Another wounds them; so they fall down where
They spoil, as under load too big to bear.
They see their friends expire, but must no
[...] have
Life so long to be witness to their grave.
Who glory most in valour or in strength,
Cannot inch time out longer the
[...] their length.
One's sent t'
eternal silence, while his jaws
Stretch wide in his victorious friends
applause,
[Page 8]Another
heartning of his neighbour, feels
His own
faint wounded soul run down his heels.
Thus we (
God help us) our
sick warfare finde,
Being
fruit that hang but till the first brisk winde.
We're
standing-corn to day, then by and by
With sickle cut; we do but
live to dye.
Where the
iudicious make but a
retreat,
Timerous vulgar crowds have their
defeat:
One seeing how they tremble as they stand,
Would think they were on
*
Gabians quaking land.
They goods imprison in each chest and hutch,
As if they were made guilty by their touch:
As tim'rously they talk, look pale and stare,
As if they had been frighted by the air.
E're they do firmly stablish their intents,
First shittle-cock and stool-ball arguments:
They're bid to
slye, and then they're bid to
stay,
And so are hail'd and tortur'd ev'ry way.
Some strive to
change, at least, their vote
Prorogue;
But the far greater number bears the vogue:
Should pelf,
say they, so far with us prevail,
As to out-weigh our
lives in th' other scale▪
Linger we here like
Archimede, till we
Circle our selves out of all
Geometry?
No,
Balak bids, where
God shows angry face,
To build him altar in another place.
[Page 9]Let's therefore lock up all, and hasten out,
And so
they turn the sail, and ta
[...]k about:
Both of them and their goods we are bereft,
While their
fear seems concomitant to
theft.
They run to
hide their heads in ev'ry hole,
As if their
bag and baggage they had
stole.
Have y' ever seen a routed army, how
They mount up
head and tail like cap'ring cow;
Bound as
Tre-ding-te-do, or as when shot
Falls in the rear, and rouzes lazie
Wat?
Leap hedge, then fall in ditch, scape ditch, and then
Flounce into bog: then out, and in agen?
Think us as light of heel, as wilde and mad.
As new hatcht Partridge of the
Tribe of Gad.
But as
unlucky birds, it is our lot,
That scarce one of a flock escapes the shot.
Haply we're safe the first day of our flight,
But go into our
winding-sheet at night:
So have I seen poor panting hunted deer,
Wounded by fatal arrows here and there,
Sigh, flye, winde, turn; but does as vainly fret,
As rambling Coney struggles in a net,
Heightens her dole, and after all her course,
The
life she'd save is
torn from her by
force:
From her own self she posts away apace,
And makes the greater speed to lose the race.
By those infectious fires that she flyes,
Like squib i'
[...]h' air quickly consumes, she dyes.
Physick's suspended now, you'l soon see why,
As herbs, their season come, hung up to dry:
[Page 10]No man that
sells his wisdom here will be,
Where
Patient dies e're he can come for
fee.
You must allow that they who
Iudges sit
On life and death,
should go the circuit.
What would a man chides the
Physician have?
What should he do where he wants skill to save▪
It cannot be
honest or
wise mans part,
To meddle with a thing beyond his art.
The Plague being out of humane power, doth prove,
That there's infallibly
a God above.
To see men die, and never make complaint,
More then by Purge or Pill, would fright a
Saint.
Pitty with fear would move an
heathens sense,
And bring his frailty to his conscience:
'T would make him as a
Christian Physician,
Try well the
Simples of his
Composition.
Smpling's a
part of Physick; and you know,
Solomon said, take simples where they grow:
Doctors must needs be wanted where they'r gone,
For all the Countrey's strangely
liver-grown.
The sorrow that to us does intervene,
Makes us extreamly troubled with the
Spleen:
Much honesty and kindness they do show;
Telling us all their minde before they go.
They say
mox, longè, tardè, and thus put,
As wise men should, their
Iliads in a nut:
Who is not satisfi'd with this, may fret,
Till
Passion prove his antidote by
Sweat.
A medicine that is taken e're 'tis given,
Good to drive out their
[...]ld
[...]and druggy)
leaven.
He may get
Parish-Priest to do the rest.
Physicians so into
Divins will run,
And then exhale as
Spirits in the Sun.
They'd reprehended be to go away;
Like those who would not heal on
Sabbath day:
Withdraw from the disease their helpful skill,
When it hath got the greatest force to kill:
Claim so great
same of us, and when they come
To merit, leave their
titles in their room.
Like
distant spreading trees, some sinking wretch
Reaching out to, does onely
shadow catch:
But none can be dishonour'd, sham'd, or shent,
For wanting his
full power they represent.
They never were intended such renown,
To have with
Doctors style great
Natures crown.
They're still but Mortals, who our crazy harms
Are not to help by miracles or charms:
Their
absence intimates they do endure
[...]ardship with
detriment for
Patients cure;
And for the good of
Nature are design'd
Their Patients their co-partners they make;
The prescripts they give them, themselves they take.
What though the
air comon as
water be,
Iordan could serve to cure the
Leprosie.
And
these must be provided for,
you know.
Therefore that honest neighbor do'nt esteem
One
next himself the
farther off from him:
They tell him, what no
Heathen is so strict,
Learned or wise to have wit to contradict:
That vertuous man can ne're offend or sin,
Who makes his
Charity at home begin.
So having pleasur'd those that would complain
As with thick cloak against a showre of rain;
That
blessing want not, which the
sick require,
Make us as happy as we can desire.
E're they depart, bid us
adieu, and thus
Leave
God, the best Physician, with us:
They leave us; and we well do know the matter,
That
shepherds, when the sheep are smitten, scatter.
Who t'
Aaron now or
Moses make address,
As of old, seek them in the
Wilderness:
Wh
[...]re no more
Grove-Idolatry we'l fear,
Since
Levites, who Gods judgements
dread, are there.
We wonder not they leave us thus alone,
That
Prophets fail us, since the
Law is gone.
We would reprove them well to leave us here,
Like
Priest and
Levite v
[...]lned passenger;
If they, should people
[...]each, could not abide
I
[...] town or life to have the
[...]ext apply'd:
If where they cannot
save, they sh
[...]uld employ
Their brea
[...]h and lucubrations to
destroy:
To think themselvs▪
less sinners for their
place:
Were not the
bodies of the
Saints as dear
In
life, as are their
Reliques any where.
Did
Pastor not for
Sheep in such mishaps,
To shew them way of safety,
break the gaps;
And was that
Patriark conquer'd
God, so brave
T' orecome
Death, and not halt into his grave.
The
Law dispersed sundry wayes, invites,
As did the Infant
Gospel, Proselytes.
Each
Inns of Court, shut fast up, seems to you
Mysterious as
Synagogue of Iew.
Conveighancer is at
Surveighers hand;
As both in field design'd to measure land.
If any quarrels betwixt neigbours breed,
Lawyer no more then
Conjurer he'l need:
For in a short time he may lay his life,
One or both parties die, so end the strife.
We'd blame these
Do
[...]s to leave us in a State,
O're-power'd by th'
uncivil laws of Fate:
To
back the bench and bar, relax and thaw
This bitter biting weather, from the Law.
Many would shrewdly chide them for their pains,
Condition'd they'd but left them so much brains.
Who serv'd the
Tabernacle did not fail,
They say, to keep it with
vail over vail.
The
Court disbands, as if the
rule of state
Were like some long worn fashion,
out of date.
[Page 14]Each Officer, like a
Diagoras,
Studies the difference 'twixt place and place:
How he with safety farthest may recule.
From those relate the nearest to his rule.
They fly, as if our judgement were the same
With
Sodom and
Gomorrah's sulphure flame:
These fain we'd blame,
I know not why, unless
We thought our Plague on them would make it less.
(As if by our ill husbandry w' had found,
That their deep channels well might drain our ground.)
Like such would all things with one measure meet,
Stand on our
head, or have our
hands our
[...]eet:
When finding we're exceeding
ill, we wo'd
Finde fault with those could never
do us
good.
After we have
rebell'd, we angry are,
That in our
punishment they take no share:
When for our stubborness we're scourged thus,
We'd cry,
Our Rulers wo'nt be rul'd by us.
But we see
Nature kindely takes our part.
To keep untainted
liver, brain, and
heart.
When Haracans blow us away, heaven
s
[...]rowds
The heads of
lofty mountains in the clouds.
We see in gloomy rempests each fair light
Adorns those Orbs above, withdraws from sight▪
And when to Earth Heavens Parliament did vote
Plague-grave of rain, the
Ark did safely float.
By th' agile, jovial raies of Ale and Wine;
Haunt Tipling-booths, & serve,
as many think,
To talk up vap'ring spirits in the drink:
Or,
as most modern authors phrase it, stand
To gage the Liquor-casks with
sword in hand:
Till in their
file they fall, as not being fickle
Till in their
foyl they fall, as not being fickle
To quit their service, though they sleep in pickle.
Of these (whom one listing, affirm'd it truly,
They were as numerous as Flies in
Iuly)
Some
few are left, but
most are gone, we see,
To teach
rurigine Bumkins
Cocks can
neigh:
He's but a
Craven-cock who cannot brave,
Unless he may his own known Dunghil have.
So great a tempest beating on our
Shore,
No wonder if the
fields and
meadows roar.
What place can you suppose fitter to yield
Such fruit as
Wildings be, then
hedge or
field?
Transplant them, or if you do them inest,
Much sweetness they acquire, and prove the best:
None can couragious spirit qualifie,
Better then with the Countrey honesty.
Aug
[...]as Stable still had been unclean,
Had
Hercules ne're from his City been.
These should be blam'd; for now when
Night is drest,
They
[...]ail to tell the
spangles in her vest:
[Page 16]Leave us the sad reversion of their wars,
(And in their stead) to combat with the stars.
They should be blam'd, for being now so scar'd;
As to leave City
without welt or guard:
Did not their flight their
ramage prowess meet
Friendly, and by their care prove it discreet:
Show by their
retrospection that they've sense
Of
after world, as men of Conscience;
And to our charity commend their
fear,
As such have not
courage enough to hear.
They'd be in fault, if with their
souls they do
Trust
God, and do not with their
bodies too:
Did not they signifie each of them strives
For future justice to preserve their lives.
The
Tr
[...]des are in their
Hieroglyphicks now,
Their
Shops, Halls, Signs, lest onely for a show.
Their progress they are gone to sundry parts,
T' instruct rude countrey towns, and sowe their arts.
They swarm in great ones, and are fixed there
As if our sad,
foul weather made their
fair.
The onely thriving trade that one can tell here
Lives by the
dead, (as Hangman)
Coffin-seller;
You judging of this mystery, must know,
That sturdy Smith, who lives by thump and blow,
Shoemaker, Chandler, Glover, Baker, Grocer,
And she makes shirts, & lives by
Yes and
No Sir▪
All these, with almost eve'ry money-taker,
Are
summ'd and
tomb'd up in a
Coffin-maker.
[Page 17]As each Disease when the Plague rages, is
Turn'd to the Plague; so all trades turn to this.
At ev'ry door stand marshall'd in array
Biers, as greenboughs are planted there in
May.
Trades would be blam'd; for going out of town,
They take our
Cities glorious Standard down.
That Standard
Fame for news shews
forreign Kings
Each new day, and relyes upon for wings;
Enchants
Erinnyes Snakes with rage to greet
Each other till their
Cadmus teeth do meet.
Can e're they
Londons interest repay,
Though they should
work on ev'ry
Holy-day?
Do they want
tools, or make they
tail of bricks.
That to the
woods they go to pick up
sticks?
Do they now for the want of
Prentises,
To Countrey go to be supply'd with these?
To their new streets inhabitants to win,
Fly they as
Coy-ducks to bring others in?
As
tir'd and
heartless must they take their
ease▪
And like
poor land lie fallow to encrease?
Or should the grass in ev'ry street be seen
Florid and verdent as in
Bedlam-green?
With vacive houses do they lay a wile
For
wandring Iews usurp them may the while?
Or
sayes some Prophet that great Turkish rac
[...]
They may beget by changing of their place▪
No, no; who'l neither
pitty nor
excuse
Others great loss, deserves himself to lose.
[Page 18]You'd scarce count such an
Artisan discreet,
Knows how to use his
hands, and not his
feet ▪
When ev'ry one into the
Countrey flyes,
Trades here are wheels without their
axel-tree
[...]
Th' imbellick and meticulous they were
By th' ancient laws exempted from the war.
It is not alwayes
fear makes men retire,
Nor alwayes
cold that drives them to the fire.
Muff upon glove, and gate with door to house
Speak pleasure, mode, convenience, grace and use
Who hath good words, will spare some to his neigbour▪
And bless as well those
rest, as those that
labour
Who by h
[...]s
birth and
calling too is
free,
Hath double right to
lawful liberty.
Well bak't bread hath good crust as well as crumb
And he writes best that hath his elbow rome.
They get by their departure no disgrace:
The place did not make them, they made th
[...] plac
[...]
Men honour have not
places, unless those
Where we
bare head, or
pull off hose and shoes.
His place must
out of measure him bewitch,
Makes altar that does daily kiss his breech.
When any at
deaths point their dear lives crave
What power ha's that
idol then to save?
City should such
preserve who give it fame,
Which from those 't would
destroy it canno
[...] claim.
That bows low to their
hand, and thanks their
brain.
If they have
honour, 'tis not their
renown,
More then their
labours crops &
vertues crown.
When calm bright day with beauty to express,
The most resplendent robe in glory's dress,
Varying her look and tire, with
lightning, thunder,
Hail, wind & clouds, changes admirers wonder,
What fault have those, whose luckless dwellings lie
For quarter to such plundring enemy?
Yet
all for sake not home, but
thousands stay,
Who ne're go out of Parish bounds to pray.
Haply (as who'd not wish?) when plague is o're,
May most be blest to multiply a score.
London's not in
Cimmerian darkness then,
But robb'd of light to be return'd agen.
Its richly furnisht buildings seem to th' eye,
Like ships that in safe port
at anchor lie.
Principle 'bides secure from all abuse,
Onely a while it wants a little
use.
Who with
malignant sickness is at strife,
Ha's hardest task can be in humane life.
None learns to
tutour Fate; nor can be said
Lord of his
life with
master of his
trade.
Who
needs will
cavil, when the sea a pace
Po
[...]ts o're the bank he sits, should keep h
[...]s place.
[Page 20]Or when he sees some fire-drake does assail
His face, neither hide that nor turn his tail.
Abroad we see huge
Pindus's of men, spight
As if the deluge were to fall agen.
While (
prais'd be God) he from
Fates rage and
Tenderly keeps (
unquencht) our
Israels light,
We're l
[...]ke
that people, when the vulgar throng
Took the dim
[...]nsions of
* right and wrong.
We'd clamor at
those mounts, but that we know
The
vales would loudly eccho bac
[...] our woe.
And e're we can with words our envious
pride
Advance, our stolid
vanity deride.
They should be blam'd, did not our reasons seem
To call them back in a sophistick dream.
Can aught within arts verge be found or made
To wh
[...]t our wit or judgement to perswade?
We should be blam'd, and we our selves should blame,
Did not
confession aggravate our shame:
And make our own insimulating breath,
Sub'tly ally us to a double death.
'Tis not our stay, but our disorder'd pranks,
Betray our lives, like troups have broke their ranks.
Such are our frantick fits, they cry to have
For whip and scourge no
Bedlam but the grave.
[Page 21]We who remain, seeing each
attinent
Deaf to our kindest words, remove his tent:
Friends were as dear as
flesh can be to bone,
Or
heart to
bosome, leave us all alone:
That when we have the greatest need to use
Their friendship, then the
love-knot should unloose:
In bitter windes, when't hails and rains and snows,
Then to be rob'd and stript of all our clothes:
That
men and
money temper'd are alike,
As cold to help as hard to move or strike:
That we should find our richest heaps so scant,
That they but serve to minde us of our want.
As one to
Westminster some stranger brings,
To view the wealthy Sepulcher of
Kings.
The beauteous bulk & countenance of weal
[...]h,
Personless and without the
soul of health:
That our bags, when most
heavy, should be found
Onely of weight to
weigh our hearts to ground:
Since th'
eye assures us now we must not think
'Twill
look on us unless in
paint or
ink;
And th'
ear no other
words from us will hear,
But such as may be
currant with its
fear:
Takes from our mouths onely such gales as may
Carry its rocking vessel forth our bay:
T' expect succour from
son, as well one m
[...]ght
Dayes
sun expect at deadest time of n
[...]ght.
[Page 22]Who seeks one for his blessing, as his son,
For blessing comes to Church when Church is done.
No
mothers tender hand nor pitteous smile
Over her own
dear bowels while they broil.
No
wife to comfort. With the body
heart
First dies, as senseles
[...]: then
head dies apart.
Sister, brother, husband not more disclaim
Their kindred, then the hearing of their name.
In their assistance all no better are,
Then th' empty eccho answers from afar.
In
neigh
[...]ours house we think to give our mone
That
[...]ase and scope it findes not it our
own.
With
open mouth we run forth; but the door
Answers our mouth as it was
shut before
Then haste we to
acquaintance, who the worst
Fearing, had took th'
alarum to be horst.
To send them gifts, would seem such flattery
As theirs, who court old men with gifts to die▪
Carriers too are in like cross
reslive mood,
Neither with
words nor
presents to be woo'd.
As if they should be prest here, did they come,
To carry biers to grave, they stay at home.
Finding our selves each one as left
pe
[...]du,
In
la
[...]yrinth without
Ariadne's clue;
And having for our bitter sole relief,
Musings, suspitions, malady and grief:
All things
without and
in us full of woe,
We'd succour beg, but
from whom do not know.
[Page 23]Then like such totally subjected are
To th' effrene, maniack manage of despair,
With ev'ry rule we are at mortal strife
Would draw us from th' anomaly of life:
Orders confound, and morals send to beg
In fields and woods, with neither arm nor leg.
As if
reason were
stupid sloth to feel
Aculeate
spur, we place it at our
heel.
Justice and dignity we onely put
Before, to take the first place of our foot.
In harming
others, that we harm not less
Our selves, we murther our own consciences.
Then when our souls tell-clocks are husht, that we
Without remorse, may
sleep in villany;
We
dream of nothing but such freaks as they
Usually act who with the
Fairies play.
What may unriddled
folly be▪ else what
On others name or body leaves a spot.
To scape the Plague we see lascivious Dame,
Who gives it us, but by another name.
We surfeit and luxuriate till the Pest,
Though not invited, boldly shares the feast.
This
pledges us our healths that freely spare
Liquor of life to the infected air.
We give our selves to each enormity,
Will let us have the least ado to die:
Our valour, since we'd try what would come on't,
So favour
[...] as to place us in the front.
[Page 24]We list under such vices seldom fail,
But speedily do with the Plague prevail.
They such be nothing have to do with it,
As we suppose, no more then flyes with meat.
Such as no more will let us feel our bane,
Then did
Vitellius his bouzing vain.
No more with plague confederates are then Cloiste
[...]
With Market, Sword with Quaker, Lark with Oyster.
The Captain
Zophyrus his project hath
Like President to school our cheated faith.
As
he, so
thèy lead us with friendly word;
But yet at last consign us to their
Lord.
By
Searchers we are govern'd, such as feel
Whether a man be made of
wood or
steel.
They're pilgrim-
weemen-seers, who can tell,
Not whether one be bound for
heaven or
hell,
But what's of more importance,
many think,
To know the ill and wellfare of his chink.
They prate not much of health, as others, but
Are of the
Gentle-craft to fit his foot.
Speedily they prepare him for the grave,
And then take measure of what e're he have.
Confess and then absolve him all alone,
With power as much as ever had
Pope Ioan.
Better that you may know with theirs our state,
They may be tearm'd
the middle magistrate.
Not for their
sex but
wayes: for they'l be sure
To come betwe
[...]n
heir and
executour:
[Page 25]Just in the
center fall, where's understood
What ever can be valued as
good.
They fear no rebel forces may them brave;
For none will strive with them for what they have
They're Captains of th'
Amazonian shades,
Whose dismal territories none invad
[...]s.
For all their
age, they're left us for a
breed,
Serving us alwayes at our
greatest need:
Serve dying man to
multiply his store,
Increasing with what he can use no more.
Ingender with the dead:
as on a tomb
Whom shall we spend our breath more to commend,
Then one is left our last and onely friend?
They are our friends beyond what can be said;
For they do not forsake us when we're dead:
Our
spirits awe and keep our
ghosts in fear:
As you may see by the small
wand they bear.
With
Searcher, Nurse and
Quack too rule our state,
To make compleatly a
Triumvirate.
Her
Politicks are not from
Aristotle,
But from the
grave, the
purse, the
bag and
bottle.
[Page 26]Her task is hard: therefore one must allow
Her food as much as if he were her plough.
Her danger being great, he cannot think,
Her analeptick worse then
Spanish drink.
Though she take many a
preservative,
Quick silver's that which keeps her best alive.
Her daily pay as commonly is known,
As hers that
lover serves for
half a crown.
Her
hands, to take, are nu
[...] hooks, and her
feet,
As ready are to run for
winding-sheet.
She keeps the sick from
want, which she doe
[...] ward
Off so, it can't touch her who is his
guard.
Narcoticks are the best th
[...]ngs he can keep
By him: for she thrives best when he's asleep.
He never
chides her: nor indeed is't
reason
He should; for well he knows 'tis out of
season.
Pas
[...]ion uncurb'd by
fear is mast
[...]ve dog,
To raging fury left and freed from clog.
The Pestilence like Frigo
[...] then will ride,
Hard goaded in the poop with
[...]inde and
tide.
And soon his lifes dear longing he may loose,
Who for his
Nurse is nice to pick and choose.
Suppose such are as scarce as may be
[...]are
In corn that's weeded well: one here, one there.
Discarded
nurse may do him as much harm,
As
Devil sent away without a
charm.
For want of
Nurses think as many sholes
Of sick have died, as hops without their poles.
Is
patience, as best fitting
patient.
He'l ne're give out she kill'd him: for 'tis said,
He's to be alwayes silent when he's dead.
And while he lives,
Nurses he'l never curse,
Knowing few
good, most
bad, and many
worse.
Quietly h
[...]'l conclude she's such a thing
About his person, as is
plague-sore ring.
You now to know the mystery of
Quack.
May jumble
walnuts in a
musty Jack.
As many knick-knacks,
many will avouch it,
Lurk in his brain, as in a
Tinkers budget.
Now be'nt in wrath to see
Quack hindmost here.
Greatness and
office put him in the
reer.
Knowing not to lead, he is not
first nor
middle;
Having no soul of
harmony to fiddle.
Therefore, as best of all to please your taste,
Like sugar after physick, comes at last.
He or
some for him, setting out a throat,
The patches speak in
Tom of Bedlams coat.
As variously his pedigree he brings,
As flies from sorts of reptils take their wings.
He never broke his brains to know or bear
A
Doctors trouble, who runs here and there;
But his
first principles: that you may think
He's
knowing man to deal with
pen and ink.
He was bred up to
keep accounts, or know
The subtlety of
weavers art or so.
But since
counts fail, and
ends are broke, he layes
A new design, and falls to
vary phrase.
[Page 28]By
Physick he thinks best he may prevail;
So
What d'ye lack, he turns to
What d'ye a
[...]
Finding his Hate sink, and almost past hope,
His spirits like brave souldier, musters up:
Resolves to
save himself, or by some limb
Catch others, and so make them
fall with hi
[...]
Then without farther thought, or needlesly
Hackny'ng his breech to th'
Vniversity,
As rebel Coblers in the Pulpit where,
He from the
shop steps into
Doctors chair.
So when some course old
Holland napkin ro
[...],
'Tis dish
[...]lout turn'd, and serves to scowre th
[...] po
[...] ▪
What hurt do
m
[...]ny medicines, well is known,
Therefore to mend this fault, he hath but
one▪
Somewhat that on diseases
foul will fall,
And like the fire consum
[...] and conquer all.
Some
water, pill or
powder can give birth
To wonders: bring out all things like the earth:
Somewhat can mollifie the
hardest corn,
And straight the windings of a
crumpl'd horn.
With his
rule he can take
Pauls height, or use
To
lay found
[...]tion to a
winking house.
The
guts that do but learn his skill in part,
Are thought the
close Meanders of his art.
The bodies eve'ry limb and bowel greet
With as m
[...]ch prid
[...] his worth, as gouty feet.
His instrument's a saw, nail, scowrer, rammer,
Wedge, chissel, plane, cord, bellows, forge and hammer
[Page 29]Oft 'tis but one: but hath as many joynts,
As
merchant's shop with rattles, pins & points.
Expect his ware not new and in the fashion,
But what as old is as dissimulation.
Under a new name vampt, as strange appears,
As when the
Farrier cuts off
h
[...]rses ears.
As when for your convenience you do
Turn heel down, and make
slipper of a
s
[...]ooe.
To ev'ry form and thing change this he can;
As
Iesuite, they say, is
ev'ry man.
Like
[...]erpent with its old skin off, it is
Just as some new-born issue, christned his.
Lest barren he by others be revil'd,
For heir of arts, fathers anothers ch
[...]lde.
He's very
humble, you must under
[...]and,
Taking his fees by others
underhand.
Whether his
calling lawful be'nt or be,
H' ha's luck to finde a
lawful deputy.
Some
Bookseller or
Pothecary, these
Till he fare better, finde him bread and cheese.
These two, while he at
tick-tack, p
[...]ssage,
[...]u
[...],
Is diligent, make money of his stuff,
While he consults to make his
golden calves,
As
Iero
[...]oam did, they go his halves.
You've seen an
highway gelding turn to
jade,
So does his
doctors science turn to
trade.
Of these he learns to set himself out bigger,
And binde his phrase in
form, if not in
figure.
They for his credit will not let him lack
Hard words would break a pl
[...]wmans teeth to crack.
[Page 30]To trim him up they are his
looking-glass;
Or serv
[...] as
scowring sand to bright his
brass.
If he outlive the times, he'l never blush
In meaner habit then of
rival plush.
A Doctors fellow he for wealth will be,
In judgement onely of a low degree.
Mean while his prescript and his physick form,
As
†
Hymeneus speech, proves canker-worm:
Mangies our purse, eludes our life, and hath
Authority to stigmatize our faith.
And he himself, as his great acts may tell;
Like
13
Iambres is monky of miracle.
These are the times in which he must commence,
Being to the
Plague a very
pestilence.
This is our tott'ring
three-leg'd stool we've found
For fine device to tumble on the ground.
Upon
these three we lean our painful heads,
As in a
[...]esuites chamber with three beds.
Here
young and handsome maids fearles
[...] to fall,
Keepin the street great distance from the wall▪
Walk in the midst the way alone, as though
They might
conceive if any
near them go:
As if they in great danger were to get
For plague, great belly by the men they met.
A long streets length
blind man may walk in dream,
And not a louse give any touches him.
[Page 31]Each
Change, now chang'd, fast barricado'd is,
As
Ianus Temple in the times of peace.
Their flanting gallantrie
[...] hide all their heads,
As wh
[...]n gay flowers
[...]ink into their bed
[...].
As when an old mans feet in frosty weather,
To make nest warm, lie crumpled up together.
Where we had
Pater noster in our way,
We sighing now,
Ora pro nobis say.
Many not broke by trade, but breaking that
For change of life in far more honour'd state;
Knowing the great advantage by't, before
They die, desire their
Will hang out at door:
Gift door with
prophesie, how it may teach
Others the
dying discipline they preach.
Perswade more after them, that they may find
[...]
They've little reason long to stay behinde:
Invite them there to dwell, and so become
The
first door to their
sempiternal
[...]ome.
When
one dies in an house, the
rest th
[...]y get
Abroad, and then the
grave is to be
let.
None count it strange that money should be given
For
p
[...]ss
[...]ge makes the nearest way to
heaven.
Those
well have liv'd, and so are
si
[...] to die,
Atropus there can teach her mystery.
They help and do her service in the place.
For
many hands make work go
[...]n apa
[...]e.
[Page 32]But patch and paint do'nt alwayes joyn, nor are
All faces in
disgrace for mark of
scar.
House neither goods nor master wants: for he
Secures his
venter by a policy:
Rules it by
poliza, scrip
[...],
twine or
clue,
Can easily his
labyrinth undoe.
It onely serves as ticket to the master,
To go to raise his faith in change of pasture:
Intreats house may not be by any thought
Upon account of
chance or
time in fault.
'Tis ornamental-frize that by its place,
Insinuates the
praye
[...]'s turn'd to
grace:
Imboldens fear. And none the Tenant will
Blame, house secur
[...]s t' himself by bond or bill.
'Tis to be let, as
I
[...]abella is,
When wife to
Tristram, by
antiphrasis.
'Tis to be let, i.e. be let
alone
To tenant, ha's ear-markt it for his own.
A
Souldier stands at m
[...]ny doors with spear,
As if black
Pluto had his palace there.
Or that the souldier must his weapons carry,
Being deaths
life-guard and
stipendiary.
As though wi
[...]h our
profession we would vaunt
We
members are of the
Church militant.
Halberts and spears stand watching there alone,
Whil
[...]
guard as fear'd with their own
arms are gone.
They seem
Dodona's grove, to speak a law,
L
[...]ke
Oracle to force one to withdraw.
[Page 33]Not that any design'd with him to fight;
But as if
master of those arms were
spright.
Think of the watchmans service, and he shows
But as a
man of clouts to fright the
crows.
Like
gazing person in the market, who
Sits kicking heels, and nothing ha's to doe.
What cares he if his
porch and
fort you take,
When plaguey
victor champion's at his back?
But he,
say we suppose him strong and stous,
Keeps not the sick within, though others out.
As i
[...] sick persons swell'd t' a
mig
[...]ty state,
To let them out, he's
porter at the gate:
Thinks it hard nature to withhold those, who
Would of the world but
take leave e're they go.
So up and down among the rest they crowd,
Now in then out, as sun that's under cloud:
To earth perswade us with touch, sigh and groan,
As if't were
mortal sin to die alone.
Swarming like bee
[...] on ev'ry h
[...]rb they fall,
Not to get
honey, but disperse their
gall:
Est
[...]em it light where ever they resort,
If they revive
Ioab and
Abners sport.
As in a dance where many go
the round,
One falling pulls down others to the ground.
Coa
[...]hes and Carts (our
plague in
health) we are
Free from, as if the stones they must not wear.
And these as clean from use are kept, as though
Ev'ry d
[...]y were to be the
Lord Major
[...]
[...]how.
[Page 34]The coaches left, scare us to see them come
In
mourning towards us like gaping tomb.
So sorrowful a spectacle to one
They seem, as
body when the
soul is gone.
They look as if they penitently mourn'd,
Because they had their
m
[...]sters overturn'd:
For sake of business, pastime, friend or wife▪
Carried him quite beyond the
stage of life.
As if not
ghost as is the common talk)
But, when a man is dead, his
house must walk.
So sadly do they look and mope about,
As if
pleasure were turn'd the
inside out.
Those open shops sell any ware or stuff
In
Cheapsi
[...]e, now do make it
dear enoug
[...].
They're very few; and that there may be mad
[...]
Good bargain, you'l scarce find two of a trad
[...]
Most nail'd and lockt up are, and seem to you
Like picture buildings can't be lookt into:
Presents seal'd up and ready to be sent
Where e're their
Landlords are to take th
[...] ren
[...]
One gazing on them easily b
[...]lieves,
Whose e're they be, they're very fit for thiev
[...]
Stranger might think all the week long we kee
[...]
Some solemn feast, as
Holy-day of sleep.
That all the
day we lo
[...]kt up
night, and lackt
Nothing to know 'twas
noon but to be wake
[...]
Did
Cesar now enter our City gate,
His prize would make him think h' had fou
[...] a che
[...]
Doubtles
[...] he'd loose it all, and in derision
Go out agen for want of opposition.
[Page 35]Our
C
[...]sh-bank's dry, so little is there in 't,
That parts abr
[...]d bring
money to our
mint.
Our
treasury and glutted souls delight
Devour'd such wealth, now craves the
Widows mite.
Had fast when dead, in our mouth
[...] all our
money.
As if t' appease the
manes, wi
[...]h the dead
All his whole substance too were buried:
Or for the last abuse of worldly store,
As if the
rich did
die to
starve the
poor.
So
[...]ast we die, so poor live, that what's sent
To feed us, on our burials is spent.
Our gaudy robes can make no better brag
[...],
Then from each shire to be supply'd with rags.
Nature's inverted. For this place, the heart
Should feed, is fed by ev'ry other part.
Unless you'l say the waters from the
Main
To
rivers run, do but refund again.
But so our
Ocean does the rivers need,
That most of us seem of tru
[...] beggars breed.
Strangers for alms we thankfully do greet
Abroad, and here beg of the next we meet.
Beggar hunts
benefactor: yet no worse
He'd handle him then meerly take h
[...]s purse.
I have been sick these thirteen dayes,
sayes one,
And now, like
bird from
nest am newly flown.
[Page 36]Good Sir,
another cries, have pitty on me:
For I,
God wot, have five
plague-sores upo
[...] me
Thus
benefactor fear'd dares make no stay,
So
Charity with
Iustice flyes away.
Two dayes and nights fires in our stree
[...] did bur
[...] ▪
To light th'
infectious spirits to their urn.
Three dayes by order they should have bee
[...] ther
[...].
But to be out of pain of life and fear,
Like niggards who to their last end arrive,
We would not be at so much charge to live.
The fires were after president of such
Old grandsires, knew what fire was by th
[...] touc
[...]
But the Plague being in our flagitious lives,
And as the
creature that in fire survives;
God with our sacrifice would not be pleas'd
The
physi
[...]k e're should touch the
part diseas'
[...]
By night and day the dead walk ev
[...] wher
[...]
As if th
[...]
day of doom drew very near.
Dīs shows us his
black princes in the dead,
Being more tall then others by the h
[...]d,
As they are softly carried on their way,
Death seems to make triumphant
[...]oly-day.
Many attend them to the graves, are taught
How to come there next day; so then ar
[...] brough
[...]
To be alike infectious and sweet.
Thus, as such in their duty are well read,
The doleful Parish-bell all night and day
Beating, as
pulse, its sickness does
betray.
Mortality all sermon
[...] does contain.
As ev'ry silver
[...]ountain courts the
Main.
All divine rayes are center'd in this text;
As amply round us
[...]preads as heavens convex.
T' illustrate
holy Scripture well, his breath
Best
does it to the life, best
sets forth death.
The
Gospels full summe and epitomy,
To prove life's warfare is
Prepare to di
[...].
In this
the graves great
[...]ubile, we choose
No place but
Church-yard for our rendesvouze.
We need not, when our li
[...]e begin
[...] to fail,
Fall straight to dig our graves
with tooth and nail;
Nor stay till we are by some long disease
Consum'd: we may in
grave walk when we please.
Who goes from street to street in
City, roam
[...],
[...]ike the
possessed man among the tombs.
No subtle wit th'
[...]fernal God betrayes,
Whose palace gate lies open nights and dayes.
His meskites porch opens to all that come;
To s
[...]ay and be prepar'd to hear their doom,
Of those we lost before; so follow them.
Graves mouths gape wide along our way, to force
At least, invite us to our lives
last course.
And that a
lonely place may not displease,
They've room to welcome many
families.
Though we before our
exit from the womb
Lay there
alone, we're
crowded in the tomb:
Wisely they leave graves open to the dead,
'Cause some too early there are
brought t
[...] b
[...]
Those there we thought bid us their
last adi
[...]
Before they can
repent, are
born anew.
They wa-king speak, thinking they may be bold
Wanting their clothes, to say
they are a cold.
One out of trance return'd, after much stri
[...]e
Among a troup of
dead, exclaims for
life.
One finding himself as some
m
[...]id, hard lace't
Or as
[...]
Watch for pocket, straitly case't,
Equally terrifi'd with
pain and
fear,
Complains to those can neither speak nor hea
[...]
One having broke his elbows, heels and toe
[...]
Continues on th
[...]
alarum with his nose.
Another he instead of lice and fleas,
Feeling himself worse pincht in
little ease,
Dejected with arms hanging, whines a ditty,
Like pris'ner goes to suffer,
Psalm of pitty:
Having with cold and speaking lost his throat,
Makes noise as bird that sings his
rural note.
[Page 39]One too too weak to raise his aking head,
Throws of the
sheet when friends have sold his
bed.
Another not being us'd to
silent life,
Calls daughter
Doll, maid
Sue, and
Kate his wife.
At last they come and gape to what is said:
Like unlearn'd clowns that hear a letter read.
They cry for help, as if they had disgrace
By lying there, or did not like their place.
They seem as favours to the world agen
Sent, to convert their
* sinful brethren.
We fear no
grave (if we may,
dying) for though
Buried
to day, we may arise
to morrow.
The
day of judgement can be no surpriz
[...].
For graves gape wide, and the sepulchred rise.
By grinning heads that are be
[...]ore us hurl'd
From thence, we're scorn'd and
[...]louted from the world.
D
[...]ath shews us not h
[...]s teeth to scare, but kill;
As morglayes bare'd to execute his Will.
These when our plotting heads would work our pride
To great designs, our policy deride.
When we laugh much, our fellow
sceleton
Shews us our sides we hold, from bone to bone.
[Page 40]When the world makes us sigh, lament & cry,
Memento mori's alwayes in our eye.
The
Stygian lake receives agen new birth,
And makes pro
[...]ound eruptions from the earth.
Brimstone
V
[...]suvius and
AE
[...]na have
Vaste
†
Gaetan
[...]an channels in each grave.
Heaven rains down scorpions, while the
eart
[...] presumes
To stifle us with deletery fumes.
We cannot quench or cool that flaming breath
The air swells up our lungs with, but by death.
In our choice drink we do the
Lethe taste,
And our dear bread is made of arsnick paste.
The flesh we eat gives us with strength bu
[...] powe
[...]
To feed tho
[...]e greedy wolves our hearts devour.
We're as
AEgystus sons; or such cross guest
Found in the
wilderness a dying feast.
We stew,
[...]ake, boil, with such success to follo
[...]
To those that eat, as when there's
*
mors in olls.
Warm vest, like robe of
Hercules was wet
In
Nessus blood, procures deaths icie sweat.
Now's so forbid, we dye by touching it.
Letter of friend
long life and
perfect health
Gives us in wish, takes both away by stealth.
[Page 41]Though't bring us gold as
Palamede's, each groat
Is for the carriage paid to
Charo
[...]s boat.
It treason shows, and payes us our
last meed,
While sadly we our
condemnation read.
We finde by this exitial surpr
[...]ze,
The
whole Creation's turn'd our enemies.
And to speak our condition at the best,
Our
City's meerly but great
house of Pest.
To seem, though foes to all, t' our selves good friends,
(
Holding all day
our noses by the ends)
Some mixed drugs or herbs together bound
We smell: as if we stank above the ground.
Our rooms with sulphure fumes are smoke't and air'd,
As if for
Purga
[...]ory we prepar'd.
Our life, of which we can be sure of no where,
So
passive is, we do not
act but
suffer.
We who are not permitted yet to die,
Seem left as
dregs m
[...]erly to
put
[...]esi
[...].
As
broken hose one by misfortune rends,
At ev'ry touch ready to run to
e
[...]ds.
As
tainted eggs the parent birds will not
Brood longer on: so
addle we and
rot.
We who of late prais'd
heaven for victories,
Now beg our lives to conquer
that with cries,
After our joy, tears, sighs, and prayers, these
Make us concern'd to write upon our knees.
[Page 42]Forelorn and wretched we who now remain,
Suddenly are as exuls, caught and slain.
Our lethal curse making our friends afear'd;
Like wounded deer we're horn'd off from the heard.
God leaves us too.
Hell falls from
heaven, while thus
The
Devil rains his
kingdom upon us.
Sad case, could any fitly make appear,
No humane
judge were great enough to hear.
And ten to one who thus employ their breath,
Like
swans they do but
sing before their death.
Tali spiramine Nesis
Emittit stygium nebulosis aëra saxis
Antraque letiferi rabiem Typhonis anhelant.
Lucan. l. 6.
[...]. OR, THE ANATOMY OF THE Pestilence,
Part 2.
THat flame
Prometheus image did inspire.
Upward, from whence it came, still sends its spire:
To
heaven, where th'
Intellect feasting its wish.
Findes at the board uncover'd ev'ry dish.
No
aporetick qualm nor
taper light
Sconvolge its
taste nor tantalize its
sight.
But to the eye each thing more lucid seems,
Then if the
sun lent it his feasting beams.
[Page 44]The hungry palate findes its full content,
Not more by pleasure than by nutriment.
Mans noble
soul can never be confin'd
To any lower region than his minde.
Iudgement his other faculties would call
Together for due tribute from them all:
In ev'ry object of his sense and eye
View with
meridian light the
what and
why.
Till then, if he be
melancholly, shows
Like one wears legasie of mourning clothes;
And if dispos'd to
mirth▪ appears to be
Like one with others laughs for company.
He's as unsatisfi'd as when dry bone
Is brought to whetted teeth to nabble on.
As if were set a
vaulting horse or
stile,
To carry
tra
[...]eller two hundred mile.
Here, then,
disease we'l meddle with as much
As that permits, so dangerous to touch.
What Plague is we will search in ev'ry nook,
As far as one can into mill-stone look.
And when w' have seen whence
Natures sovereign laws
Findes this
rebellious, lay down
the Cause.
Some think a mustled hand may well restrain
Plague's power, though't does like
tyrant bramble reign.
And if in haste, to make a graceless feast,
It greedily feed, upon man and beast:
[Page 45]Yet since it is under heavens cope consign'd
To mortals; therefore look it be
desin'd.
One ventering at it once, like
wit
[...]h about
He searches for each
pois'nous herb and
root.
Whatever of
venesick force may seem
To make him call it
Feaverish extream.
Which said, he sees a number
go to p
[...]t,
Felt but
lukewarm: so neither cold nor hot.
No thirst there, no heat symptoms, naught to call
Feaverish pulse, unless their sudden fall.
In others
plague-struck findes strong drink and meat
Befriend their spirits, & his judgement cheat.
Then he concludes he best may
[...]et it out,
As
to go home, the farthest way about:
And since plague is so perillous to touch,
That he should keep off from it very much:
Or like one
sitting leveret hath found;
He ought for
fear to keep a compass round.
So he as one at noon had lost the sight
Of
Hecate, points at her in the night.
As who a
punctum could not see, or hair
With arrow hit,
at rovers shoots in th' air.
He sayes 'tis bodies wrack, hearts v
[...]lture pain,
Bane to the blood, confusion to the brain.
Not leprosie, nor scurvy, itch nor pox,
But such a thing scap't from
Pandora's box
Such is his sense. (For
some hold 'tis dispraise
And wrong to
Author to purl
[...]in his phrase)
[Page 46]'Tis
Edens cursed fruit, we may believe,
Such as we cannot throughly know and live.
So that one who the
judgement will not bribe
With
doubts and
scruples, onely must describe.
Plague banisht is out of
predicament;
Substance subjected to the
accident.
Acciden
[...] that no
substance eye can see,
Gives any kinde of hospitality.
A
seed its first rise takes from
naught, and when
Without ingress 'tis enter'd into men,
Layes field of blood; & from one common root
Of death, a thousand deaths makes quickly sprout.
'Tis
fury's i
[...]p, who left to yell & rave
Without a nurse in black
Tartarean cave,
M
[...]dusa newly brought to bed, opprest
With pain, apply'd to draw her ulcer'd breast.
'Tis brat from cruel
Libitines curst womb,
And fed for milk with
Cerberus's spume.
'Tis monster which as well to kill as scare▪
Hath eye of
Basilisk and
Gorgons hair,
Forehead of
Tigre, and its Bats cheek shows
For b
[...]auty,
gods-mark, botch, and
burning rose.
Suppose
Clotho takes mud from
Flegeton
And
Cocitus, live-locks from
Tisiphon,
And when
Hells three-head mastive opes
[...]is chops,
To vent his fury, saves the yesty drops,
Distills all these; then lets the
spirits flye,
To act at will their
magick in the skie.
Hi
[...]ba
[...]dm
[...]n say that many noxious weeds
Have different gro
[...]nds, and several sorts of seeds.
To give you
ch
[...]ice, that you may pick & chuse.
So for their lot none grudge they should us thank,
Steeming the
prize to be the veriest
blank.
Those who unseasonably will repose,
Or else too long, may sleep without their clothes.
They offer but fit sacrifice to move
Great God of rest, dire death't enjoy their love.
Who contrary to rule of reason watch,
Watch not for good but harm, so harm they catch.
Nature forsakes those that her laws forsook,
Whom
time they'd not obey, blots out his book.
Some cold or other grievance they dispence,
Holds correspondence with the Pestilence.
Vnrul'd rage, as link lighted, is presum'd
Ne're to bequencht till all the week's consum'd.
Revenge, spite, hatred, malice, these are fed
With vital blood of heart in which they'r bred
Greedy desires, chiefly within contest,
And are as vulture to the parent breast▪
Whatever
by pretences they would have,
They
truly scrape for nothing but a grave.
Fear joyns with ev'ry spie that would betray,
And as the bribe of mischief, opes it way.
Some who have known good feeders far, and seen
Others for want of meat and drink grow l
[...]an,
[Page 48]Sad
if a man do fall on heedlesly
All sorts of meat, he'l swell like toad and die.
And if he'l nothing else but drink and drink,
Like vap'ring leaking ship, at last he'l sink.
And
if he food will obstinately lack.
Then like a
[...]un stands empty long, he'l crack.
For nothing to mans delicate fine taste,
Can be so plaguey nocen't as to fast.
Season and measure which make all things good
Confer the wholesome energy to food.
Who eating slights these, backward eats & puts
A meer infectious dunghill in his guts.
[...]lague, soon
[...],
[...]ecau
[...]e
I
[...] findes its Cate
[...]e
[...]action in their maws.
Who for a
dead year thus deceiv'd, provide;
Forfeit their store and house of store beside.
Who heedless ev'ry where for air will seek▪
May as a bladder draw it in to break.
Air's said to
kill as well as
animate:
As hand hath power to
strik
[...] and
strok
[...] the pate.
If any thorow
burning-glass desires
Sols
chearing beams, he find
[...]s them
scorching fires
In heat that pleasant
Aura makes you
laugh,
When
Gu
[...]ny pepper's in't, will make you
cough.
Arm's made for help; but furnisht with a sword,
Can then take vengeance for bad act or word.
The
snow that
cools so kindely, when it hath
Be
[...]n heated well, may make a
s
[...]alding bath.
And
spring that shows youth
flouris
[...]ing &
fair,
With rimes and fogs will make him
ho
[...]ry hair.
[Page 49]So when in humane Victor is possest
Of that fair Camp spreads th'
air's beni
[...]n breast,
No otherwise she can effect our harms,
But as one
must, compell'd by force of arms:
By
luckless accident; as when we say,
Kind
[...] mother does her infant overlay.
Avicen, Galen and
Hippocrates,
May of the open air
[...]ay what they please:
That th
[...]s that's stinted and abridg'd to no man,
But's each ones own as
properly as
common,
[...] that evil's pasture-ground,
[...] is, no sex or age can pound,
Sob
[...]r
hord well may dance o're hedge and rail,
When
aestrum playes musician in her tail.
Reno
[...]n'd
P
[...]ripateti
[...]k Prince, whose back
Could
[...]
[...]ar the gl
[...]e and never crack,
Would ne're allow the
air to putrefie,
That kindely spread his lear
[...]ed
axioms skie.
That is, the
air as it does first deri
[...]e,
As unmixt
w
[...]x or
honey from the hive.
When with its
fellow peers its free consent
And power it hath to vote in Parliament:
In it
[...]
pure Naturals, as
Eve e're she
A she
[...]ps-eye cast at
Adam or the
tree.
Or else that
air feeds high its own desire
With zealous courtship from the
sphere of fire:
Neighbors so near it, that no fumes dare move
As
[...]iv
[...]ls, to
[...]orrupt
[...]ts
virgin love.
[Page 50]No fear of earths assault.
Vapors as soon
May thither reach, as
babes cry wake the
moon.
But
air, when under
vapors tyranny,
She wants her
splendid boundless regency,
Purulent efflux qualities then claim
Right to pollute the
chaste illustrious dame.
As when one comes from fair, large gallery,
Where dripping-pans, pots, cook & scullion be
Is grim'd and smutcht so strangely, one might swe
[...]
Maskt beauty for the
coles or
ashes heir.
Air in its lower province,
province findes
Hard task t' employ laborious designs.
How many outrages it suffers, we
By
dull suns beams it lends us,
clearly see:
When
fetent marshes tomb themselves in th
[...] air
To send out their deaths message ev'ry where
When Plague with
filth fed high in poor
[...]
And its own pride no longer can endure,
From vile restraint out of some hole does tea
[...]
Its way, and builds vaste
castles in the air:
When cloudy
Iuno's plague seed doe disperse
To pregnant air, that breeds it by commerce
When oscitant
earth too will not be said,
To stand between the
living and the
dead.
But the unburied
carkasses can lie
And
- wreake
- reeke
[Page 51]Thus is the gentle
air in ev'ry coast
Harrass'd, pester'd and made
deaths hackney post.
Idleness breeds Plague too. And who wo'nt strive
To be of use, what should they do alive?
When
mettle's ne're employ'd, we look it must
Be fruitful, when in nothing else, in
rust.
Sloth
ho-goos flesh alive, and's onely good
To bring the odious
muffo in our blood.
Other
Plague sires this does maintain & cover,
As onion peels one wrapt within another.
Hence in the veins crowds a rebellious mass
Of
humours spirits stop at ev'ry pass;
That they may have their treacherous intent,
To work the body to an excrement.
Which at last, while they vig'rously conspire,
Like heap of muck, sets its own self on fire.
Weemen
[...]int or
gravid in the plague,
Then seldom that they waste in bigness brag.
For oft their bloods dregs long being kept within,
Tempt the disease to be their
damerin.
If
*
mans seed make worse poison then the pox,
Humors make pest without a paradox.
Wemens
menses infect glass, green plants dry,
And bounteous are of leaprous charity.
That
mad man doing out of mouth his need,
Exquisite poison cast, that made a
Turk,
To murther one he hated,
play the shirk.
Such perf
[...]ct bane his humors were, he cou'd
Not longer keep them from the
common good.
Infectious humors that for death contest,
Title thems
[...]lve
[...] the partisans to pest.
Thus judge of all those th
[...]ngs Physician call
[...]
(For being abus'd, li
[...]es s
[...]es)
non-naturals.
Plague's made by mot
[...]s to tyrannize i'th 'air.
[...] is how they should come there.
Tis doubtfully disputed wh
[...]re the
[...] dwell:
Whether in
Earth or
Water, Heaven or
Hell.
One may believ
[...] they're
epidemical;
So tempting him to sacrifice t
[...]
all.
Plague, as 'tis
plague, must be concluded
evil:
So fit to be a
present from the
Devil.
Who rebels lists and leads, a
[...]t
[...]r the fray.
To gratifie their labours, gives them pa
[...].
I observ'd not God s
[...]r naug
[...]t, said one, did try
And
scripture know better then you or I:
And (for the
D
[...]vils honour) do you think,
He'l l
[...]t his
faith
[...]ul s
[...]rvants want their chink?
He though he father
lies; yet will and must
For his pow
[...]rs sake, to
[...]is b
[...]
true and
just.
He'd have but cold fires in his smoaky Cell,
I
[...] he did n
[...]t r
[...]ward his
C
[...]lops well.
[Page 53]He'd be but
petty P
[...]ince, and well might pass
For one the
World might
play into an Ass;
If when he can
command, then
laughs and
sleers,
As curre that wags his tail and sl
[...]cks his ears:
Will court them with all
[...]ort of flattery;
As
spirits do that cog men over sea:
When he had rul'd them many years, at length
Will then be rid as beast not knows his
strength.
After his long ammaliating charms,
When th' enemy at last
layes down his arms,
That then to sease on them he will not dare,
May doe't as easily as
move the a
[...]r.
Though to his
Prince he cannot be devout,
Gets in his favour, putting others out,
Lord Paramont whose laws he will not keep,
Uses him for corrector as his whip.
Under
G
[...]ds rule who will not be so civil
To bow to him, doe homage to the
Devil.
Th'
Almighty, where his government we
slight,
Assigns th'
Abisse's pote
[...]tate his right.
Our
Mother Earth some reckon such a flat,
As
pudding makes, and never washes
gut:
Eats carrion and digests not, then at last
Belches and blows us backward with the blast.
Her
ftreaks and
fits I should not tell you of,
B
[...]t to procure your
pitty, not your
scoff.
For when we are
[...]orsook of all our kin,
Want
[...]riends and
harb
[...]ur too, she'l
take us i
[...].
[Page 54]When in the worst condition
disgrace
Or
woe can put us, give us kinde
embrace.
But truly does
sometimes much provoke us,
Giving us
food is onely fit to
choke us.
Our
diet's her
allowance: Yet before
Belly's half full, we ne're can swallow more,
So Cimbick like she will her fare disburse,
That we no better are then
starv'd at nurse.
Then will she as
great belly'd woman lust
To burst her
crasie panch with
coles and
dust.
Mean while as sheep in winter lost, that crowd
Under deep snow, grass roots are all our food;
Or else as
†
Alexanders men, each sharks
Such plunder for his guts as
[...]erbs and barks.
To lie in ambush for our selves, we creep
Under green boughs, eat them then die like sheep
Sometimes her very
petereaus prevail
T' immerge us by renversing of our sail.
Her
breath's so strong that it will trip up all
Elephants feet, and give a
post a fall.
Stops nose of dog, and blindes the eyes of cat▪
Who stoops down low, as to salute the ground,
Rev'rence with
adoration must confound.
There's nothing to be seen at all no more.
Then when the
Fa
[...]ries dance about the floo
[...]
Yet Basilisk
Earths steam, in that dark Cell,
Strikes present death not by the
sight but
[...] ▪
[Page 55]She'l have a
Ca
[...]on; then be after this
As cold as
Charity in
famine is.
Each joynt will shake, as if she gave advice
To have her
bones converted into
dice.
Then, as if she could not her dyscrasie
Discover by her
touch
[...]s well as
eye:
Like one who best his own
infirmities
In
faulty mirrour of another sees:
For this or else some reason
God knows, we
Must languish and be sick as ill as she.
Her
sighs must be our
harpes, and her
groans
To
Nature pay the
pur
[...]hase of our
bones.
A cruel diabolical intent
May well be wrought by
weakest instrument.
[...]eedle can slyly
murther, and we know
The
smallest twig will strike the
smartest blow.
Woman first curst the earth; which by the
[...]kill
Of some
Medea, may be cursed still.
Furies are
females; and who
Furies made,
Gave them their
whips to labour in their t
[...]ade.
Not to defraud the
Devil of his
right,
The
King of
[...]isc
[...]i
[...]fs agents have his
might.
Records will tell you
Plague's an
hellish itch.
That first attacks a
sorcerer or
witch.
No matter
in what manner they receive it,
Whether as
pain or
pleasure, so they give it.
And if
they can't sowe th'
enemies tares well,
Ne're hope to finde one
labo
[...]rer in
hell.
Some who by other
[...] cens
[...]r'd are as nice
As those a fall or c
[...]ibe make dread the
[...]ce,
Because they'
[...]e toild with it and lost their pain,
Do (as
Physicians, who by
s
[...]ent and
show
Of ordure,
Natures Crisi
[...] judge and know)
Opinionate such
filthy stuff may breed
Plague, as plumb-b
[...]oth break teeth of those that feed.
Hence in a plague time
Scavingers great trouble
Brings
Scutcheon on his grave with
car
[...] and
shove
[...].
At least by double charge and daily strife
With
coach and
cart, he's weary of his life:
Sleeps in his clothes all night, and on his feet
Eats
dinner, if not
breakfast, in the street.
Chambermaid too toiling with
clout and
broom
Oft
rids and
sweeps her self into her
tomb.
At least scarce having time to dress her head,
And make her fine, she thinks her self half dead.
Looses her
Love by
false and
shining face,
As if it mock
[...] him w
[...]th her
l
[...]oking glas
[...].
He slighting leaves her, being all dirt & grease,
And courts the
cook maid as the choicer piece.
Who wo'nt subscribe
this ten
[...]nt may surmile,
'Tis 'cause he holds his nose and shuts his
[...]ye
The
jakes, the
putrid place or thing dispence
A loathsome sume that suff
[...]cates his sense.
If he hath staid long o'r
[...] the
Hirpines land,
Or
Charon
[...] ditches,
[...] take his hand.
Who makes a prey of mortals with his eye,
With the rest of like pois'nous viper brood
They get, prove how they qualifie the blood.
But who will proof require, when one ca'nt stay
On such a subject but must turn away?
In
Adams dayes, though
cu
[...]se did
earth infest:
Yet till the
Flood we never read of
Pest.
Of all plagues
causes well may
that be
worst,
God us'dt' express his indignation
first.
As if the
passion of his heart did rise
So high to force an
Ocean from his eyes.
With
water which for those
new born we save
In
font, we but baptize them to the
grave.
What e're be
fair kinde countenance of
water.
Within '
[...]is
lurid sanglant house of slaughter.
'Tis womb of soul
corrup
[...]ion, or rather
Mother conceives that brat without a
father.
Hence 'tis that
children, w
[...]m
[...]n, and such folk
Make from the
[...]r
sat bulks colo
[...]les of smoke,
Are frequent victims to the Plague, because
Condemn'd before by
†
Aris
[...]o
[...]les laws.
For this it is that where plague takes its station
Not
[...]oist but
drying meats are all in fashion.
Leaks, onions, garlik we're to feed on then,
As if brought in
Egyptian bonds ag
[...]n.
[Page 58]We are commanded not to make a dish
Of any
sowl may be ally'd to
fish.
We're bid with other dry woods
burn the witch,
The
Rosemary and Bayes to save our breech.
Bathe, drowsie bed and
sudling booth, all these
Are
tenements of pestilent disease.
They have
[...]oundation in the
wet, are such
As
Conduits water yield to plants
too much.
This evils
root and
Image-tree hath spread
To murther more then e're
first woman bred.
We onely say in
praise of its desert,
'Thas found out
means to make us die
by art.
So long as men have
bodies, this will be
Physicians greatest friend and enemy.
Their
basis who advance their
main design
To
th' highest pitch when they doe
unde
[...]mine
It by its wisely tamp'ring with the blood,
For each disease makes
birdlime very good.
Were't not for
this, we'd wonders act, out-live
The world, and carry water in a s
[...]eve.
The
courteous and the
careless both delight:
As well catch fish
swim by as those that
bite.
Some
Ep
[...]reans adverse to
Plato,
As much as ever
school-boy was to
Cato,
Having by much study new mode and way
Learn'd how to celebrate th'
Opalia,
D
[...]gmatize thus, that as on
earth they finde
Each
creature: so the
World too in its kind
[...].
Not as if one should reckon by the score
[...]at weathers, r
[...]nts, or hogs, but many more.
[Page 59]For (not to matter th' ingenuity
Of those by whom they're call'd
*
Moroniae)
In th'
universe that hath so vaste a breast,
No pourprise can suffice to make a vest,
The
little flying bodies there that use,
In ev'ry vacant space to rendezvouse,
In several troups agree to lay their lumber
Apart, and so make
worlds that none can number.
Now as all
earthly beings when for prey,
Their youth and strength yields to them time,
So when all-powerful
Nature does untie decay.
The frame of any of their souls, they die.
As
bird eats
bird, beast murthers
beast, and
pike
Makes meal of
jack, and so devours its like.
As
Butchers whetting mettle wears his
knife,
And
husband dies at pleasure of his
wife.
As
s
[...]aby sheep the
neighb'ring sheep may harm,
And perish
side corrupt th' appendant
arm.
So one
wo
[...]ld makes another
world its pr
[...]ze,
That swallow'd in its putrid garbage lies.
'Tis for its woful destiny involv'd
In that by which its
f
[...]llow is dissolv'd:
Feels fatal shafts, as when the
Part
[...]ians take
Leave of the field, and shoot behind their back.
As when some great
p
[...]rni
[...]ous flame goes out,
And sends it
[...]
sutling vapours all about.
[Page 60]Millions of
subtle scouts carry sad fate
To ev'ry place, and pore they penetrate.
This is believ'd by
divers ne're could hear,
How
many they should judge the
wisemen were.
They'l ne're dissent, that they may none displease.
Like such
good subjects will not
break the peace.
We also may let
this opinion go,
As one may passenger
he does not know.
Pest as one guilty ca'nt enormious fact
Conceal, declares 'tis gotten by
contact.
'Tis call'd
contagion, as what blatant
Fame
Ca'nt make
traliniate from its kinde in name.
Hence one man from another runs away,
As if he were wilde beast of
Lybia.
As mens embracess were the treaceries
Of
Centaurs or
Mezentian carkasses.
Pest in its sphere does seem to govern, move,
Act and ingender as
Platonick love.
As when fair buxome
wanton subt'ly tries
To work
Arachnes sampler with her eyes:
[...]arts little sp
[...]rits that are
rayes visive,
If
Fracasto
[...]ian authors we'l believe.
If you with
Cardan call them
exhalations,
To gazers eyes they're sent to carry
fa
[...]ons.
From thence they work farther and farther in,
Till they have made the
heart their magazine.
As th'
[...]y
[...] hath power to generate
am
[...]re,
Dispence it can contag
[...]ous
malore.
[Page 61]Its
hairy bow that is so often bent
With
Cupids shafts, sends those are pestilent.
Each pupil's sc
[...]ntil, by whose fires and slashes
Our
humane spray quickly consumes to ashes.
Th' aspects can soon infect; with but a glance
Look one for ever
out of countenance.
He may be martyr'd in
contagious fire,
By charming
word or velenose
suspire.
Things though inanimate may be possest
With
active and
Smectymnu
[...] soul of pest.
Ambrosia that so greedily we seek,
May swallow'd swell our puddings till they break.
When we are fill'd with
Nectar to the brink,
Or sail as vesle
[...]s in the wine we drink,
We're then
drawn off the l
[...]ss or
sink: for
Bacchus
May either as
himself or
Neptune rack us.
The pest to match our sure or mode, can we
[...]
Tatters or robes, silk, linnen, cloth or hair.
Our Bodies but such coverings sustain
As
gutter-tiles that help us to the rain
If Pest be
ftorm, they then soke in the wet:
If
fire, soment and multip
[...]y the heat.
To take pest ribbon's bramble, skirt stool band
New cut of France, sleeve arm & gantlet hand
We must accept it for our
garments sake;
As if for ev'ry purpose made to take.
We're not so proud of
them. as
they of it:
Which they'l keep when we're rotten in the pit.
Betrayes our
misery that
hides our
shame.
While
Poppey-headed Night dreams at her ease,
Sitting with
Sleep &
Death on both her knees,
Some would
Contagion place between, but that
For want of
wings it seems anothers brat.
All three for kindred well agree with it,
But when't should
flye, it stands on
Saturns f
[...]et.
When one would think 't has spent its utmost bane,
Like root alive in earth, its
sprouts again.
As
spie that from under the hangings comes,
And takes one
napeing at his sugar-plumbs.
Though in its
usual fits it teezes folks,
As harness heifers newly put to yokes;
Makes them as
vigilant as such whom
spight
Of
angry dame makes
tell the clock all night:
Yet it as
quietly lies now and then,
As
Rhenald when he plots surprize of
hen:
Can have a
lethargy whole years, then drop
Asleep: as if the
scourge were turn'd to
top.
Marsil
[...]s Fisinus tells, a tale
Of one to whom
Contagion gave bail:
Lurkt in a
feather bed three years that lay
Stock still, because the
birds were slown away.
No talk of
Pest in all this time, and bed
Did nothing know but that the
Pest was dead.
When
ou
[...]ter came to use the bed h'had bought,
So his
of
[...]ight, as any would have thought:
And turn'd the
Plaintiff out of
bed to
bier.
As well we this may credit as bancheer
Able to spend a thousand pounds a year.
For if bane
long can stay where it does meet
Opposing forces from the bodies heat:
Much
longer well may it continue, where
No dog once opens mouth to bait the bear.
If many
(a) poisons given be that need,
A time of
many moneths to come to seed:
If
(b) mad dogs bite lay
twelve years as unknown,
As millers thumb within a marrow-bone.
And if
(c) such hurt one could not finde till he
Might,
one each year, have got
Thespiadae.
Why may not some where, then
contagious pest,
For many
suns and
moons, conserve its nest?
And if in ev'ry glass, wine daily shows
Small
nimble sparks cut capers to the nose.
Such as by meer smell can compell the brain
To ape the
gambols of some
giddy vein:
If
smoke be from the
fire exhal
[...]d, if
stream
Be lawful offspring of the fruitful
stream.
If
fl
[...]wers and
herbs do fragrant
odours spread
And with their spicy
breath perfume their bed
That shows a womb as open as the
earth.
But must believe the bounteous airy skie,
(
City of refuge free to all that
flye;
That
fumes and
vapours makes communicable,
Not from the
altar more then from the
stable)
Gives these, as ev'ry other
wandring drove,
Like full consent of liberty to
rove.
That they to all
antigonize their merit,
Giving the qualities that they inherit.
Thus as to those
twin-brothers Mars bega
[...].
The
wolf was parent cause subordinate.
So to have sound a
Lupa to this
Curse:
If not a
Mother; yet at least a
Nurse.
Those that with watchful eyes and listening ears
Attend the silent
musick of the sphears,
Affirm
our earths
discord and
harmony,
Answers to
theirs, and's meerly
sympathy.
Our
mirth and
melancholly both come down
From great
Celestial bodies
smile and
srown.
As our hearts
joy and lifes most
sweet solace.
Are rayes e
[...]llux from their
benign grace:
So
war, dearth, plague fall as tempestuous rain.
From the
malignant clouds of their
disdain.
Our
spindle in its action must cease.
As
they, the hands governing
fingers, please.
Like
ropeing leads of
[...]lock to earth we may;
Guided by
them, our
[...] wheel; above.
[Page 65]To speak the power of
stars, what e're does master
Our wish with
cross success, we call
disaster.
Their vertue who denies, with
Dido's leather,
May binde the
years four seasons all together.
As not the least of all his vaunts, may say
His worthy
beard is neither
green nor
gray:
That
Autumn suits in humour and desire
With
Spring, and
Summer sits by
Winters fire.
In the
Almighties glittering
herauldry.
In
hierogliphick characters there stand
The
fairest printed wonders of his hand.
Well may he
welcome be to
heaven who rears
Himself up thither by a stair of
stars.
To
body as we
ulcer finde or
shame
To
reputation: Plague to
soul's the same.
'Tis such a
witness proves sin
capitall,
And is the
harvest season to its
fall.
When from above we've such a fatal touch,
We're taught
we look upon the earth too much.
When by
him made us we will not be found:
Our dearest friends then hide us under ground.
Infallibly they're
Atheists must endure
Such viper stripes no
humane hand can cure.
Plague's
Gods artillery, thunders our fate
With his design not to capitulate.
Must make that storm,
who then will doubt his
ire?
Other plagues
lightly follow at his word:
Pest
not unless his
Angel draw his sword.
They're palmers, rods
men have at their command
To chasten with: Plague's
Gods own heavy hand:
Celestial bow of
wrath and
vengeance, when
All-powerful
Lord of host makes war with men.
'Tis
†
Death wages of sin, that none pretend
That payes him not by which he hath his end.
[...]. OR, THE ANATOMY OF THE Pestilence,
Part 3.
TIs not enough when
life must fade away,
Its
glass being run, to see old
Time make hay:
To stand o're
heart-sick neighbour as he lies,
And wash his
rancid ulcers with our eyes:
Behold the
sword of wrathful
Providence,
And read his
venger in the
present tense.
Tis not enough when
Time ha's made escape,
To turn our heads and view his naked nape:
Of
Pestilence to know it in its
cause.
The
point's how we should be
hereafter. Time
Present and
past should into
future climb.
Who
Plague, as
Pox, deride, will ne're finde it
Cur'd, as
imposthume, by a
laughing fit.
Wound
prob
[...]d, ia'd
wide and
naked to the eye,
Can gape for nothing
then but
Charity.
E're 'tis apply'd, that it may best redound
T'effect, let plagues
precursors lance the wound.
"Ev is
forewarn'd we
better can endure,
"And give a
kinder welcome to their cure.
When sense will neither heed what's
show'd or
said,
No wonder body's destin'd to be dead.
"Who credit not their faithful
eye nor
ear,
"Unjustly will recriminate their
fear.
When
dogs combine in numerous company,
And arm themselves to make a mutiny,
They're such
pr
[...]saging heraulds make appear,
Plague is to follow
victor in the
rear.
And all that time here
Rebels made an head,
How many
dogs devour'd the
childrens bread?
E're
Plague sets out to visit place, it
[...] mouth
Sends message from the cloudy, rainy
south.
And in our
wars what
melkin did we finde!
As if hot baths sweated the air and winde.
When
Mars and
Saturn joyn, they but contest,
Who shall doe most to introduce the Pest.
[Page 69]And
then the rage of sword and power of spite
Could all things do but share usurped right.
When
Plague would sit in throne, its
general
Phrensie, before prepares the
Capitoll.
And we saw by our
State mens lunacy
Each had as many heads as
Hecate.
Our siderated government did wane
After the cheating
moonshine of their brain.
† When
Plague's design'd to sease a man, he sees
Like one who ca'nt
distinguish men from trees.
As
Captain who endeavours to surprize
A fort or camp, first takes the
scouts and
spies.
And in our
wars such blindness did bewitch
Our
Seers, as to lead us into ditch.
Owls eagles, steeples stables seem'd. Their seeing
Gave ev'ry object meer
Vtopian being.
Th' had
Idol-eyes, for show not sight, and that
Dazled not more by
water then by
fat.
Our
brightest and most noble part of all,
Vilely converted into
washing-ball.
Direful
prognosticks reckon all that are
As our
rebellion's aresenall's tools of war.
God spares our
thorns and
briars twenty years,
Looking they should have fruited
sighs and
tears.
That we repair our rugged filthy wayes.
Since by our daily
factious dispute
We'd
turn and
patch our
tatter'd rebel suit,
This being all we'd mend; our
botchers trade
Fails, while he breaks our needle, rots our thread
No hand but his must guerdon our desert:
All rods but his too weak to make the smart.
Cause and
disease do on another wooe.
Offence malignant:
punishment so too,
In this
sad gloomy state what
chearing ray
Hath
East in
splendid bosome to display?
Where shall we finde that kinde
Elysian vale,
Will
eccho to us
joy while we
bewail?
Can any sweet
content of heart distill
From consolatrix
Pithos sugar quill?
Will
smart and
rage of our disease, disband
At
soft and
gentle touch of
Muses hand?
Of many Pest kill'd by
precipitation.
Strange power indeed makes
patient ill at ease,
Till to destroy himself he turn
disease.
As those when
Syren sings, cannot forbear;
But must leap headlong in the mouth they hear,
So they by
Syren charms of Pest, being brought
Under fly tyrant power of
pensive thought;
First
planet-s
[...]ruck their senses loose and rave.
Then out of
window, tumble into
grave.
Was lawful heir to his rich learned
merit,
Seeing th' unnatural
Earth in time of Pest,
So greedily on her
own children feast;
Disdaining
life and
earth, both quite forsook
At once, and gave his
body to a
brook.
What
enthymem, or what
dilemma findes
Place here to melt & couch between two lines?
Or what
Sorites shall we flatter here,
To
steal on us a
placid change of chear?
Were that great
Sophie here ne're met mischance,
But with salute of
laughing
† countenance.
Or he whose breath dried tears, and did impart
Where would he get such
vigorous conceits,
Such
flowrey words or
smiling figure cheats,
As might have force t' exhale out of our brest
Stomacho
[...] apprehensions of the Pest?
The ca
[...]rions crams they seek t' impast their craw;
If such,
appest
[...]d cark
[...]sses are shie
To touch, but
leave unburied as they lie:
Alacrity the wonted
lively guest
To
sprightly object and
vivacious breast,
What
courtesie can get it here t' accost,
Being
soe so
capitol to
death and
ghost?
And fore't,
as those were to the marriage feast.
If
m
[...]rth be judg'd to have at any time
Its
season, when plague's
ripe 'tis in its
prime.
There's none will doubt but
melancholly soon
Can put our bodies organs
out of tune.
For
cooling, and so
binding heart, it stops
The
spirits, and detains them from their shops.
Thus
bodies trading fails. Natural heat
Parts want, and can at market get no meat.
Hence
humor makes a
melancholly mood,
Cardan thought fit to call the
Devils food.
This passion, when it may befriend the Pest,
In
mischief will be sure to
do its best.
For weak'ning
then the
noble parts, they are
Neither condition'd to
resist nor
dare.
We need no other
testimony here,
But see how many
pest themselves with
fear.
For this
sad sense can ne're the
humors please,
But with an
atrabilions disease:
For whose Nature we will no farther seek,
Then to
Carbones kindle in the sick.
If you won't think, with
Avicen, ima—
Gination can carry one shere away:
Fly to another man, there build its nest
Of
botches, coles and blans: so lay the Pest.
Haply because you'l say, who have a paten
To wrangle in the
Physick schools in
Latin,
Maintain that this same faculty ca'nt sit,
Translator like, and labour in the sheet;
[Page 73]
Ad intra onely operates: as he
Who wo'nt have others learn his
mystery:
That
soul keeps in its
sphere, and's never known
To act in other
body then its
own:
And that if't could others
infect, it might
Cure them: so bid Physician
good night.
Francesc. of St. Nazar, and
Mich. Medin;
With divers other civil persons, strain
With all
fair words to
win you to their vein:
That you'd believe a
melancholly sense
Oft projects to its self the
Pestilence.
That those
sad spirits strongly do enforce
The
yielding bowels to its healths
divorce
Alt'ring then strangely move a
sympathy
In
Plague, t'intrude and
bear them company.
So
teeming woman longs for such a dish
Or
kick shaw marks her
infant with her
wish.
So
† such did dread
mad dog, taught their scar'd sense
To fall with
sury on their
patience:
To turn them giddy, and in corners lurk,
To set their venom'd
canine teeth on work.
And
simerous disease they
feard, they had:
Fell dead where no
indic
[...]um could be found
To make foundation of sickly ground.
As orb
above dominion of the winde:
Serene as beauteous
air, when in the
deep
Rain, windes and
clouds are all fast
rockt asleep:
And onely pleasant
Zephyrus may dare
Make pastime with
Apollo's golden hair:
Calm as when all the
Sea Nymphs dance and play,
To celebrate the
[...]r great Queens
marriage-day.
Sadness we should abandon and refrain,
As we would
[...]ly from
cloud for fear of rain:
Paint it, that with
Alecto
[...] may stand
Sister to
Pest, with
Fur
[...]es whip in hand.
That so its fellowship we never brook,
Knowing its
nature fiercer then it
[...]
look.
The more
disastres their
effort employ
Against us,
greater need we have of
joy.
For breast
burthen
[...]n our
[...] state,
Mirth should have free pu
[...]ssance to make the weight:
Give
met
[...]mental chyle to ev'ry
part,
And be the
Pertcardium to the
heart.
Great doubt
[...]s in th
[...]s that's of
[...]o high esteem,
How our poor spirits purchase may the gem
When we n
[...], longer can resi
[...]t or stand,
How to adde
vigour to our
dagger hand.
When thousand
[...] fall in
v
[...]e
[...], to k
[...]ep our g
[...]ound,
And courage ra
[...]se▪ 'gainst
[...] cannot wound.
[Page 75]Some
speculative Authors who do treat
About such works make men
within side sweat,
That they to
sadness ne're be forc't to
yield
Have thought their
scull the best to be their
[...]eld.
For while,
say they, the
active minde does fall
Aboard such things are
scientificall,
All melancholly
species 'twill detest,
As raw flesh brought to board was never drest.
And the more
tetrick that the study be,
'Tis best to
match and
[...]oile the
enemy.
But there be
others of another
gang.
Who studious are about such lines as
twang;
Say
Muse to
Pest hath great
antipathy,
And so cry up
Apollo to the skie.
That
golden Archer 'twas
say they, from whom
Python, symbol of
Pest, receiv'd his doom.
For which kinde act
Apollinary playes
Be ne're forgot to propagate his praise.
How can
Plague do him any prejudice,
Who
Phebus
[...]avourite and cl
[...]ent is?
Upon
Parnassus takes the
suns first beams.
And drinks of
Hippocrens pure christal streams?
Beholds in sweet society of
Muse
The brilliant caracolls of
Pegasus?
How can one in a
sad condition be,
Whose pen all day dr
[...]ws lines of
jubile?
I
[...]
flowers that at
spisi
[...]g so gay appear,
Do make the
[...] of the year;
[Page 76]Needs must he
joy who diligently plots
Poëts contrivances and garden-knots.
And if the Sun's,
alias, Apollo's flame,
Be godfather to
mirth and gives it name:
Needs must he be
allegre who displayes
Himself by lustre of
Apollo's raies.
Thus they. Which howsoe're to purpose said,
None at their stairs are forc't to
run a head.
Not ev'ry Wood will make a Mercury.
Nor this sit those have
other fish to fry.
Particular apply is
endless: that
None will refuse wh'ch sutes w'th ev'ry state.
Liranus Philo and
Iesephus tell
How many sorts of plagues made
Egypt Hell.
The
Potshaw o're which cursed train and show,
Was
Pest, elate great
Pharo's soveraign too.
Though this fed on the
Memphians, like wave,
Promiscuously rowl'd man and beast to grave;
Yet all the
Israelite
[...] it let alone.
Health took its quarters up with ev'ry one.
In
Basil Plague fell on the
Switzers; and
In
Maximinus time it did insect
Another time when
Indians were its meat,
Sayes Trajan, us it civilly d
[...]d treat.
[Page 77]If
Pest these times, would keep the same stile still,
And onely
infidels and
ethnicks kill:
We might have hope to lie out of its road,
And scape its touch; for being of
Christian blood.
If our
spirits to theirs be
different:
Our
bodies be of the
same element.
As when fort
[...]ess is took, the conqu'ring foe
Puts all to sword, whether baptiz'd or no.
And as when
dearth is to some countrey sent,
Pagans and
our cheeks too are macilent;
So without difference
contagious Fate
Seases each
age, religion, sex and
state.
Iurists of old did
Pestilence discuss,
As thing
insolit and
fortuitous:
Steem'd as
unusual and
strange a smart,
As was
Alceste's passion of the heart.
As
rarely hapned as their
deaths, decease
Of
Chilo's or
Diagoras disease.
He speaks untruth, may be
prolinctors here)
[...]ff
[...]ct does onely
against nature fall,
For being
so oft to us
unnatural.
'Tis as familiar to us as gray ruffs,
When slic't and carbonado'd into
cuffs:
Comes as the
swallow or the
flea, who knows
Its time, creeps near a
[...]
rocket turn'd to
hose.
We all its open
se
[...]ding common be,
To give it name of
Pest from
pascere
[Page 78]'Tis call'd
pandemos too: and so can fat in
A
grazing place as well of Greek as
Latine.
Our speculation, then, it must be bent
To finde our
joy some
higher argument.
Our musing wit some
Numen should inspire,
Till raised up to
Hea
[...]en, it there commence
To penetrate
Genius of
Providence:
Advert the dispensation of his
Graces.
Wont to come to us with
disastrous faces.
How often hath affront,
sayes Seneca,
Foot-cloth to
Honour laid and spread his way!
Blow struck to
kill or
agonize the heart,
Egyptian pest gave
Hebrews liberty;
Who'd by th'
Assyrian pest too victory.
Davids Plague rid him of his sontick fears,
And made him
sound by
penitence and
tears.
Could mortal eye reach its desire, and we
Supe
[...] humane wisdom's repostils see;
We should from
cursed bed of
present state
Discern how many
blessings germinate.
What
maiden troups makes Pest
pure spouses be
In
Heaven to be reserv'd from brothelry?
How many
there advance their
sather's fame,
Might
here have been their earthly fathers
shame?
Be
lost and
die an hundred times a day?
How many here had
scarce one crust to eat,
There with the
holy Lamb at supper sit?
Gods rod,
Pest, with its stroke but
cleans our cloth
From vanities and pleasures
dust and
moth.
When tender
Mother calls her
darling-dove,
To hug with kisses of her kindest love;
Wooes him by all that can be counted dear;
And
stoeworm he harks with
deaf adders ear;
She
stuzzicates nurse, servant or some other,
Who with a
vizard sc
[...]es him to his
mother.
So
larva- face of
plague does but affright,
To make us
flye where
kindness ca'nt
invite.
Opens our eyes
wide till they
stare and see
Gods lap the
safest a
[...]yle that can be.
Let's, then,
take con sort. For as
Davids pain
And
trouble cas'd him of his love
prophane.
As sick
Antiochus devoutly fell
Prostrate in Temple he
abus'd when well.
And as
afflicted Hebrews
Idols broke,
That when
tripudiant they did
invoke.
So have we
now occasion to
retire
From what
before trappan'd our fond desire.
The heavy
flail we long have suffer'd under,
May
break our vices ansrous wreaths
assunder.
Chaff is to
flye and leave
refined grain.
Let's comfort take. For as the
spinners lay
Their
webs and
weave them in a
cloudy day:
As
digg'd earth breeds the
better; and the
vine
Gratifies
pruner plenteously with
wine;
So we now under
cloud and
culture, may
Work well, and gardners care with
fruit repay.
Let's comfort take. For like as
Ionas he
Courageously oppos'd tempestuous sea.
And
Iacob wrestling with the
Angel found
Best
rise, as ball when hardest
thrown to ground.
So
now may our intrepid spirits be
Pompous rich
victors o're
calamity.
Let's comfort take. For if
Physicians leave
Th' infirm, to whom what e're they like, they give.
If
animal in fields and meadows
rambles
Without controul, he
destin'd to the
shambles.
And tree that husbandman
never reclaims
With mattock, spade or knife, must fruit him flames.
So 't would but be bad
omen, if heaven shou'd
Ne're send us
biting frosts to nip our blood.
If we in
suns beams should be alwayes
warm,
And never knew what
thunder was nor
storm.
Let's comfort take. For if the
cloudy air
Gives th' earth a
richer livery to wear.
[Page 81]If
stinging bee for use of us does drive
Delicious anthine traffick in its hive.
If almond after
crude, hard, acid meat
Gives us at last (as sumptuous feast) the
sweet.
If
springs ruby and
beauties pride,
the Rose,
Her
fragrant body hides in
thorny clothes.
And if the
Night after she long hath born
Great belly, be deliver'd of the
Morn;
God haply after our
hard tedious labour,
Intends to
joy us with some
signal favour.
Thus
rightly aweful and
well temper'd fear,
Keeps all our arms
safe marching in the
reer.
When we are under goverment of
vice,
Judgements
reclaim and miseries
intice.
The
[...]a signs not our
death but our
reprieve;
And
Condemnation tells us we shall
live.
We here and there in sun-shine
gad and
roam,
When rainey weather makes us
keep at home.
And when Gods
indignation pours on us,
His
mercy's then most scaturiginous.
His
clemency may show the
sweetest face.
But his
severity's the
kindest grace.
This can o're us spread
joy, though we had bin
Inhabitants long in
Trophonian den.
By such
Nepenthe Melancholies
earth
Will
sink and ev'ry where be por'd with
mirth.
Who can imbody
spirits by their
art,
And dexterously act Spagyricks part,
A
trade or
mystery from
drug or
herb,
May estimate these pareneticks worse
Then brass or lead
helcysm of their purse:
Account they'l stead the
Patient as much,
As
Bow Church Steeple him that needs a
crutch.
After
disease is character'd, and
cause
Hath opened
pois'nous throat and show'd its
paws;
When whatsoe're
[...]s of
prophetick note,
Hath given in its signature and vote;
And
diagnostick accidents are all
Adjoyn'd that use to be
propempticall:
As one e're
Cain was born, the
world should show
In
parts, would distribute it into
two;
So they the
sick and
healthy sever; which
They call, as pleases fortune,
poor or
rich.
Alexipharms must, as Physitian, serve
Both sides, either to
cure or else
preserve.
They bid the
Rich their prized health intrust
To
rubies, emrods, saphires cordial dust.
Granates, pearles, jacints, musk and
amber lack
Onely their
Gold to be dissolv'd to Sack.
The Germane
species liberantes wait
T' enfranchise them in hygiastick state.
Th'
Emperours powder shall be to them as free,
As can be
open hand that drops their
fee.
Then see for all their
wealth if they can
die.
With sweet
manicarets they shall be fed,
And eat the
golden egg and so to bed.
Sev'ral
olla podrida's they shall choose,
To
poor who
salt may want, their charity
Gives peradventure
sal absinthii;
Figs, nuts, salt, rue, berries of Iuniper,
May serve their turn with
sauce of vinegar.
While others greater ventures they insure, may
Prescribe to them
pilulae sine cura.
Such as for alwayes saving life,
of old,
Were 'steem'd and call'd e're gilded,
pills of gold.
But
Panacea, or what e're can vie
With
high and mighty peer of Alchimy.
Etites, amulet, elixar, all
That can to Pest
[...]e antipaticall,
Will little do against
disease (must prove
Its
Pharmaceutick vertue from
above)
Chiefly derives from
heaven. No
hoplochrism
E're fought
hand out of cloud, or cur'd a
Schism.
We're
* told that humane industry hath found
[...]anchrestum, medicine for
ev'ry wonnd.
[Page 84]The stoutest
hector malady can fight.
Our nature, meets its
vincent antithete.
Mad dogs and
serpents poison oft are tried
In list with what demits their
turgent pride.
And that there is sends
packing over seas
Collogueing
Neapolitan disease.
The
Plague 'mongst all
subdu'd contagious harms,
Vnconquer'd boasts its self sole
King at arms.
Why this, but that we should in our dispute
Against its power, implore from
God recruit?
Know he our force can
onely in such wars
Secundate, sends and curbs
erratick stars?
Doctor, could he the smart of
his sharp rod
Ease
alwayes, we should then
adore as
God.
Who with their useful lore the publick serve,
Some
secrets still to be
admir'd reserve.
And
God, who does his
stellegg'd honour own
As dearly as his
diadem or
throne,
Though he hath taught
Physitians his art:
Some
crypticks to them
never will impart.
And why? because his bounty should assure
Him
glory from our
benefit and
cure.
Because his sole opitulating care
Animates our
desire, should
voice our
prayer.
Both his sick
body and his sicker
soul:
Sacre rule, minde, will, conscience to his art,
Enthone and
idolize him in his heart;
And onely knows to be
as sick as he.
But what? As the
Athenians their disease
Of
Plague attributed to
Pericles.
And
Romans Lucius Verus th'
Emperour
Blam'd, as who Plague had taught to
domineer.
So now
we say the Pest is progeny
Of
star or
body elementary.
Some
Angel either
good or
bad we chide,
As
falling Lucifer upon our
pride.
None,
as it were, layes faithful hand on
breast,
To finde it
couch and
pillowbear to
Pest.
None think Plague sent as
l
[...]ctor to
maintain
The cause of
Gods terricrepant
disdain:
That 'tis his
burning missile to dispense
Revenging flames of his
incandescence.
Vesanous ablepsie, that heavens
clear light
Hath made
moon-cy'd and quite
depriv'd of sight!
Pergamus great
* Physitian could resign
Pest (though he neither knew) to power
divine.
And that
Achaian Poet who was cryed
For
wisdom up till he was
de
[...]sy'd;
Who whence he came on earth none e're could finde:
But gave men
eyes, though he himself was
blinde.
The will and order of incens'd
Apollo.
What shall
we, then,
we, Christians believe,
Who learn and write in his divine
archive?
He menac
[...]s
Israel with
hierocomy;
Which one day with the Pest they having tried
To
seventy thousand prov'd
hospiticide?
Plutarke asserts Lacedemonian state,
When Pest among them did
serpeggiate,
Consulted
Oracles to make them wise,
That they voracious Pest might sepulize.
Athenians, as Thucidides reports,
Made for their
Dieties new sacred courts.
And Romans,
Livie writes, did fabricate
To ev'ry
Idol votive seat of state:
Order'd processions; lockt
tribunal door,
And brought in
Gods that ne're saw
Rome be
[...]ore
Each did, though ne're so barbarous, the st
[...]
With pious superstition
pumicate.
Why then wo'nt
we, to whom the Heav
[...] rev
[...]
Their gracious,
true light,
realize our zeal?
The
other knee should make
engonasis:
Supplicate his presidie that can be
Wall on each hand through our
Erythrean Sea.
Pomona can afford no remedy
From her
succinous flow'ry
marquetry.
Nothing in her dominions can be found
To
hedge in or
repastinate our ground.
Nothing of adjument can
Tellus bring
From rich encausted Jewels of the
Spring.
No help of vertue seminal can come
From aught that's incadaver'd in her womb.
Noth
[...]ng in
Machaonian art can here
Ransome our health or
medicate our fear.
If we'd finde what does
both and
never fail,
We then must seek in the
Peneian vale.
And our
deaths-pot be temper'd with his
meal.
Our
Ajax s
[...]ield must be the
Rational,
Both
phylactery and
pharmatical.
When
Planet who rules
Capricorn or
Spleen.
And he rules
Scorpio or
Gall convene.
From their
cougress; such
vegetables make
Purulent food, d
[...]nk from
paludous lake.
[Page 88]And
Aus
[...]ral windes that usually breed
Anoxery, Pest is eructated.
No fear of Pest, then, where in
sphear is s
[...]t
Good Angel for
benign starrulet.
Where our commensal's
Christ, whom we view touch,
And's sacramental body too embouch.
Where
heavenly cordial melitism flows,
And
breeze of
Holy Spirit gently blow
[...].
That we be'nt kept from such an
happy state,
Anomy should not
interequitate.
Such
redolent and
vernant Paradise
Can't be, but
first we must
eructate vice.
Such bread's not for
foul stomacks: such a flood
Will not expand its
Cobrus streams on
mud.
Such
winde breaths not on
dunghils, and who'l win
Angels love, must be
agamist to sin.
Brigades of
flies, frogs and such vermine, these
Signs of corruption, are Pests
oscines.
But one who liberally and daily
[...]eeds
Runcina with a sacrifice of
Weeds.
They whose
superiour souls have their
[...]it
[...]est
In a
polite, lixiviated breast:
There
stantiate and have their constant tent,
Where nothing
pedid is or
feculent.
Such neither danger finde nor
omen to be
P
[...]evious or
protatick to
ghiandusse.
Their fear will
never isikle to Pest.
Each for himself covets the happy fate,
To be to Pest victor
Crotoniate.
We'd
Locri be; neer
Nig
[...]r fix our foot;
Or be inhabitants of
Calecut:
Ne're known to give Pest room to
stabulate.
Health's dear to us: and yet we more befriend
Our
lust, whose
league we're
loth to interscind.
It were, should we
decrustate this, we think,
To be
ablacted both from
meat and
drink.
We must do more then
wish: 'te'nt to fulfill
Our own
desire to saginate our
will.
It is expected we with all our
[...]light,
Manticulate our
pan
[...]h and
appetite:
Oft keep
Rogation week that it may raise
And crumble into dust of
Ember dayes:
Feed at
the table of Apelles, where
Abstinence waits and ushers in the
fare.
And acolastick
riot is put by;
As complice to
†
proscrib'd philo
[...]ophy.
By iconism made in ev'ry point
To p
[...]t both
eye and
stomack out of joynt.
Most suffer by it are most
crapulose.
As
Dutch and
Germans, while such are most free,
Substract their
epigastricke husbandry.
Contagion fish atacks not. For they
spare,
In want of lungs to
gormandize the air.
And such who are
unbowel'd of delight,
Secretly glides from innate appetite:
Have nothing in them serves, or may be meant
Organ to draw the vitiate
ambient:
Who somewhat do
peculiate from each dish
Crams
luxury, may be
as whole as fish.
You'l grant they very well may
guizzants seem,
While in salt sea of
penitence they swim.
This 'tis must give our carrack
volant vogue,
And make us
peccant humors dise
[...]bogue.
This will
extinguish fire of prur
[...]ent lust,
And be
smegmatick to our
scabtous rust.
For
crime, pest to the
soul, does watch and carry
For
bodies pest, and is its emissary:
With oily words does it eutrapelize,
And with
Dardanean art too syrenize.
Findes it obsequious to its call and beck,
And rules it as its
Hogan Mogan Smeck.
They felt from Pe
[...] pounces of o
[...]frage.
Because the
Romans Manlius did condemn
To
death, being
innocent, with
punick crime:
They (
as some great Theologists have said,
With Sibil, thought to be
(b) entheated)
Infliction had pat to their villany,
And suffer'd Pests
coccinean cruelty.
David too thousands of his subjects found
By
beccamorto given to the ground:
Because for
giving holy prebend, curse
Because by a
subduction all his state
He'l
calcule, must himself
denumerate.
Since, then,
Pest's crimes
punition, that so
Fares by't
as thrush that dungs on misletoe:
Or as that
smith and known
Merc
[...]al gull,
Who
cow'd himself by
Phala
[...]is's bull.
If contrary contrary meet to try
The mastership by
mutual courtesie:
Collatcrate and be such
friendly mates,
As one the others wounds
consolidates.
Penitence ne're with
Pestilence will station,
Ne're be
coll
[...]gue nor joyn in
parentation.
[Page 92]Who would not in this
cataclysm die,
Like Morkin,
Leaches say, to hill must
flye.
Infected house
shun more than hate to carry
In an
illuvious, mucid columbary:
Make gun as
intestinum rectum, where
Physick may issue have to
purge the air:
Charge
sweat it tend at ev'ry
pore to carry
Lethean humours out as
ostiary.
Let
cautery mouth open that may
spawl,
As if provok't by some
emeticall.
VVith
vinegar make
spear the spoil
divide,
And
lancepresado be to
hosticide:
Sugar amand, and suffer no such choice
Sweet thing at board to have a
choral voice.
But what say they who can with words transport
Sick soul to
health, when their best skill's amort?
VVho would not be this
feral monsters prey;
Fall in insidious
Catoblepa's way;
He must himself
abduce and
sevocate
From
lu
[...]ulent pe
[...]caminou
[...] estate:
Make
resip
[...]scence his
reverticle,
Can utmost rage of
larval foe
repell.
And with his gemm'd
Mausoleum danger mock.
Sakers of crebrous
sighs must voice to clear
The
souls threnetick, languid
hemisphere.
[Page 93]
Humours he must propel till they retreat,
Fall and precipitate themselves in sweat;
With
dolorous and
rainy eyes make wells
T'officiate as
lugubrous fontenels:
Acerb
Compunction use to cut, prick, fret,
And be to conscience as its
tabouret.
Friandises, rambooz, mulse, all the throng,
Of dainties, sargeants be to t
[...]eth and tongue,
As
Sinons nauseate, and from the table
Keep as landloopers or abacted rabble.
Thus did the
Royal Cytharist when he
Would subjugate Plagues pervicacity.
Fasting he in a
P
[...]ycomachy, strives
To win the
host of heaven by collatives.
His eyes while they are
storm'd by
showry South,
Nothing but
shriveing's liquid in his mouth.
Decubiae and
abstinance, these are
His
Pylad
[...]an protocolls to prayer:
Makes his
Gilt with his
tears together drop.
So takes the bight of
heaven with
telescope.
Sambuck lays by, agnizes all his rants.
And
Israels sweet singer then recants.
While a cilicious
Sambenit environs
His bare flesh, rakes his wounds with scalping irons:
Seposites robes, crown, septer, and in stead
With
ashes spices his anointed head;
Sit where alive he's
buried, in the
dust.
Thus he, and thus each
Roman Matron, she
Though hackney
strumpet to
Idolatry:
Yet in such times when
Apollyon came
With saliant lust to ravish ev'ry dame;
They sending troups of agonistick fears,
To hold their
paillards by their
andoillers:
Ev'ry
salacious wish and
wanton groan,
Licensing to
catuliate alone,
Scarmigliate and
contrite then they be:
Each stubborn, stiff
Aloia bends her knee,
They
wash their
Idols temples with their
tears,
Assurding them with
sobs, complaints, suspires.
A better way we cannot well invent
T' avoid a
quarantene then
keeping Lent:
When we
refrene willfull ingluvious
maw
And
Lust, with
Fannian and
Scatinian Law:
Doe from the
soul those
kitchen vapours keep,
Which lull its
entelechie fast asleep;
That
power by which the heavenly
satraps be
Assistant to us with their
Hierarchy.
If in this
lugent state we'd finde
compa
[...]on,
Revoke the sentence of our
decimation:
Be in possession
quietly at home,
Might eat their way
securely out of us:
If we would have some
remedy that brings
Vaginipennous Plague to
close its wings:
Be
eartht agen; else
flye and make
retreat
To distant part of
African or
Gete,
Kyrie Eleison be our charm.
* One may
Call Heavens fire:
†
thousands voice it quite away.
Cardiognostick haubertne're
*
deverts
His
mercy from an hecatomb of
hearts.
By
obtestation from him we shall
Delin
[...]ment have
delen
[...]sicall,
Calastick, septicall, emollient,
Peptick, what e're from
Hygia can be sent;
What gives us
reviviction: so can cure
With
Loves supernal
fire our
calenture.
While we
conslagitate his
grace, he fights
His own arms, conque'ring our
Amalekites.
By such a winding
cockle-stairs as these,
We mount
above the power of all disease.
Salacia and
Thetis should contest,
Which from which eye can fluce out th'
ocean best.
[Page 96]Drawing
amarous streams, from thence t' obtain
Far more illustrious title o're the Main.
The
Penitential Psalms direct the way
To sing our
plangent dirg and
Naenia.
They're safe from being by Plagues
deluge drown'd,
Who wash themselves in this
Probatick Pond.
The vertuous
Bethesda of our eyes,
Makes
sin and
Plague, not
us, the sacrifice.
To gain lost
virgin state the
Lazarous ▪
Squalid and
jacent finde it
Canathus.
VVith
sighs we draw heavens vital air, with
grones
New life: as those that toucht
*
Elisha's bones.
Remorse is such a thing by which we're made
To
speed on then the most when
retrograde.
Waters of Shiloah that softly fell
Such are our
coulant tears steal down to meet
And pa's the humblest courtship of our feet.
That fig
[...]r'd help: and
this to us does so.
Coule-sang plague drinks
here and bursts in two.
But we must take
more pains, that it may fall
T' our lot to have a
Year Sabbatical.
Sit and resolve to make
Ephesian moan:
That we
more then irrorate cheeks,
so weep,
That
couch and
bed each floating seems a ship.
These are but
ocious acts would fain be blest
With
ease at wish; have
without labour rest.
If our
armes be not busie after all,
Our
tears will make our eyes but mopsical.
Our sacred tenure's
soccage, which we owe
To
sudatorious manage of the
Plough.
We must
saburrate ship, least in the brine
It
swims it
reel, stumble and
turn carrine:
With
hands as well as
eyes be diligent,
If we Pests
racemation would
prevent.
The
great Theoremist's digests, psephisms,
Decretals, scits, cancel our motacisms.
No student e're his
sacred volume took
For
practice, can be blotted out his book.
What ever of
Palladium was said
Chimerically, here's the
Word and
Deed
Decachord makes Plagues spirits by the sound
In their
Chimmerian hypoge abscond.
Each bankrupt
reliquator here may be
Discharg'd by grant of
novae tabulae
This gives us
bill of health by sea and land:
Is our safe
convoy and our
caravan.
This
Lesbian rule
* thus steads us: And his mouth
Who'll doubt, he being the
Fidius of truth?
Make in their hearts ablectick officine:
Doe to their
Attick Christian faith fit place
And class allow to ev'ry
sister Grace:
Make them stand as such
brious part'ners
As were to dance by
musick of the sphears.
Handed with such associates
* ne're will fall,
But be to Destiny
despoticall.
Nona and th'
other two for ever be
Secluded from the
Vertues company.
Those against
these can harbour no designs
To sidelay or eyebite their Valentines.
They, though the puissant
Regents of mishap,
Doe never lay
dead pledges in
their lap:
These never act sad part in
tragedy,
Nor sing in consort with
Melpomene.
They face the
ortive sun: but do not know
Funebrous blasts that from
Sirocco blow.
These
daimonds be to
contagion:
Take all
magnetick vertue from the stone.
Vertues become when
sbïrro pest affai
[...]
Offenders, their
mallevadors and bails.
Oft they have courtiers who their kindness prove,
And then
vacillate, as if drunk with love.
Their mercedaries for some present boon
They be; but onely love them for a moon.
With them
a while exceedingly rejoyce,
But
quickly are deponents of their choice.
[Page 99]Float as
Cutilia's isle, and change their minde,
As often as
Hyena's doe their
kinde.
Staticall helps such want for cure and ease,
And need
stegnoticks for their loose disease.
'Tis not who
starts nor he that
runs apace:
But
† he runs well
to goal, who wins the race.
'Tis not
French fury, but long faithful strife
Hath promise of the
*
diadem of life.
Who
vertues keep, do'nt
euripize, but be
As
constant to them as the
Baltick Sea.
To have
allodial lands we can't devise
A better way then give them
predial tythes.
The oil of these
wise virgins lamps, on fire
Of Pest hath force to make it soon expire.
Nothing can e're with
Vices them ingage
To make condict or joyn in voisinage.
They're
Amazons ne're but with
cartel greet them,
Nor unless in
steccado ever meet them.
The one as
acolites are serviceable
To
Angels at heavens
high communion table.
In ev'ry
languid and
lugubrous breast,
Ioyous invigorating power ingest.
The other wait
Hells plots, trepans, snares, nets:
As Pagod's, Deumo's, Ashtaroths valets.
[Page 100]To intervert, enervate and infest,
They
conders are and
scuttles to the Pest.
They have an
electricity to draw.
All
acherontick Plagues to fire our straw.
That Plague may cease,
Curtius life must be priz'd,
And populace of sin be sacrific'd.
Who
vertues for their help and favour choose,
To curb Pest's stasiastick boutefeu's,
Abdicate vice, and all that vice retains,
With their relicts, encliticks and remains.
That Vertues,
birds of Paradise, may come,
Hawkers
extrude, and vitious fowls
deplume.
Who'd be
their friend, his morals
interpole;
His minde
embellish, calander his soul.
They'l have none are
vertiginous to wooe them;
None
blind or
lame in their affection to them.
Nergal by heathen Sycophants was meant
Competitour with the
Omnipotent.
They thought it fit, while they to him did pray,
To joyn the senseless aid of
Ashima.
Nibhaz ca'nt move nor
Tartak; yet each stands
To help their
† servants, with their wooden hands.
So many their
devotions sever now,
That
quotient serves
vice and
vertue too:
[Page 101]Use vices as
acetars, that with these.
Vertues may down and
much the better please.
Thus as if in a
quarrefour they stand;
Can
on, or
back, or
turn to either hand.
Each with a vafrous slight can change their fist,
Be
zelot now and then
libidinist.
Mulato-like, seeming to have a right
To
Hell and
Heaven, have parents
black and
white.
But rivals they detest, unless they be
First wedded to their own society.
Bigots or
bigamists they will have none.
But who takes them, all joyn and make but one.
Their Lovers they will have admire their worth,
As solely as the
needle does the
North.
To be a
carnalist is to refuse
The true
Olympus for meere
spittle house:
T'obvaricate his dearest health, and vary
His armes from
Temple into
Mortuary.
His mirth's
Abderian laughter; does but tend
To make him
agelastick in the end.
Kenodoxist himself does vainly tire,
To follow
false lights into pits and mire.
The
lawlese's destructive Power and spight,
The
mammonist with all his ill-got gain,
Is
Cerberus in adamantine chaine.
[Page 102]
Stasiarchs glory happily may flush
With
mid-dayes beams, proves soon occiduous.
Gnatho's and they who lead
Apicius life,
Devote to their delicious throats a knife.
Suist no care nor toil will let alone
To please himselfe,
roules Sisyphus's stone.
Beauty's star-gazers have th' unhappy luck
T'admire
phantasms and be
Planet-struck.
Vice is plagues
whispring-place, that does afford
True correspondent sound to every word.
Who suffer under
Libitines black rod,
First nourisht Vices colubriferous brood.
If plague
tomb our elychnious bodies, these
Were
first by vice brought to their obsequies.
This makes our
Golgatha, and
Death when he
Gives us the stroke, this holds the
clepsydre.
Others may sing our dirge,
this will devise
Our sad
commendaces and close our eyes.
Noe
Neades like
Vices when they rave
And roar, to shake our
Earth into the grave.
They ev'ry hour such serpents breed, as will
Defie and hiss in scorn at
Ibis bill.
If we doe apolactize, force and tread
Them
under foot, we get
above plagues head.
Best presentaneous help we have, 's to clear
All our araneous works and gossymeare.
Such rust
delimate, our gold
bright will show.
Filtre such dregs: from pest we run
free too.
When all the World lay plagued mortally
With
phagedaena of enorm
[...]ty;
And needs must
die to
save the patient.
Who 'tells us of his coming, cryes, and prayes,
That we prepare him
clean, straight, even wayes.
So now our taske's the same, to breake and cart
Scelesticke scopelisin from the heart:
That nothing in our conversation be
Of
rancid or
mephiticke quality:
T'unbow crook
[...] wonts, wrie acts to
regulate:
Make
brochity of will and manners
straight.
Euthemy both procures
euthanasie,
And's fanative to
Erysipely.
Ephemerist who his
aberrancyes
Calculates faithfully with
mouth and
eyes,
With
controbanded goods he does detest,
With his
delicts he desecrates the pest.
Our
mourning's dark red
porphyry should now
With
wilkie features enterlace its brow.
Though black without, yet
fairer be then
fire
Underneath, as
Contemplatives attire:
Hew'd as the
Parian marble, or what shows
The beauteous
argent smiles of
Iuno's rose.
Our salves and us can
alabaster fence
Best from corruption with its
innocence.
We are to get our health as those of
Greece
Did gather golden grains, with
Iasons fleece.
[Page 104]Our
soules great shepheard, then, now seems to sleep,
While
murrain plays the
wolfe among the
sheep,
Will
wake, its
storm rebuke, and
safely carry
His bleating lamkins in his oviary.
He'l be our
nuptialist, and then esteem
We as with
spotless pudor come to him.
While
Virtue from him kindly rules our
Nights,
He'l make the
Delian twins, Latonian lights.
Our spouses
salade is the
surest fence
Against
gisarmes of the
Pestilence.
Among those conquer this,
Physitians call
Treacle despot and podestate to all.
Treacle, to use the right, we must not make
Of trivial, aconicke earthly snake:
But what the true
Fanus is, and is found
In
heaven, like
Zodiacke to clasp it round.
The Serpent
Moses lifted up who view'd,
By touch of
visial beams their healths renew'd.
We understand the figure well, that
* 'twas
Mystery of our
Shiloh on the
Cross.
Dragon Pest use all its mecidial tricks,
We
cross its spight by eyeing
Crusifix.
The
Romans when they had endur'd the pain
Long time of Pests ign
[...]vomous disdain,
To
Epidaurus sent Ambassadors
For
Esculapius snake to work their cures.
[Page 105]This came: Plague ceas't. And hence they make relation,
How their
devotion to't made their
piation.
But sure we are
'tis onely he whose tread
Had the sole power to bruise th'
Old Serpents head.
The deadly steam reeks from his poisonous den,
In curst revenge on us, repels again.
In pitty to our humane frailty, he
Cloath'd himself with, cures its infirmity.
He whom
Leviathan cannot resist,
Turns him with hook to breath which way he list.
None enter heavens
Elysium, but they
Who pass through him is lifes sole gate and way
He's that harmonious
* vent, that if we trust,
Focillate will our fires and quench our thirst.
Iliads of evils from us he'l
expel,
Our griefs and languors
mancipate to hell:
All flagrant
gledes and
firedrakes drive from hence,
To
ring the Curfew to the
Pestilence.
Who
basis takes away, sure, can forbear
To keep the
structure hanging in the air.
Who
imprecated sin, did cause
dismiss,
Effect can
chase, and
ban the
[...].
[Page 106]He needs, if
brazen snake could save alive,
Must cure who cures by
representative.
'Gainst
phymata, oedemata, what e're
Distringent is by
chagrin, pain or
fear,
What e're 's
tabi
[...]icall or makes us sick,
Christ's thorns expunge and mortise to the quick.
A
tempest of acutest malady,
His
rood converts into a
malacy.
Then
Carduus benedictus if more
bitter,
Its virtue proves ten thousand times the
sweeter
Relike of
this with
gratia Dei meets
Our
dead flesh and
exulcerate ferits.
Impolueriz'd by
sufferings, it makes
Poma ambrae and
manus Christi cakes.
A
some it is does not
depress but
carry
Its
gerents to the starry laqueary:
Flotes them above deluge of Earth and brings
Through all the
Orb of fire on
wooden wings.
This
badge while in their
Purpura they bear,
Makes them
Knights here with the
Patri
[...]i
And
tables of the Law laid thwart and right.
The place to give them way and let them pass.
Its
sense does and the
letters too expand.
Piazza of the worlds
four parts, where they
To make a league together meet and stay.
Their
symbol and
impress, rule, protipe, frame,
Includes them and
indigits whence they came.
Physicks
Pharmacopoea comprehends
Art
infinite to all poor leach commends.
Its
timber can, where ever need requires.
Contabulate our wants and our desires.
Physick may have
hand of our
cure at need,
But still
Religion ownes the
heart and head.
She 'twas that when sins
Cypress tree was grown
All o're the
earth, gave charge to cut it down.
'Twas
she that whole our piteous
eye-sore made,
By the detenebration of its shade.
'Twas that compassionate
celestial dame,
Clos'd
Divine Nature here in
Virgin
[...]rame.
Was caliduct of
sacred fires, whence we
May supervive by
uranoscopy.
And when
first the
Creator gave each birth,
Was suppellecticarious to
Fa
[...]th:
So that to view defecated did come
All the agroted
Chaos had in womb,
She ev'ry
species genus claim'd for his
Ordain'd; then pen'd the Physick
genesis.
Sh
[...] plant and herb sororiant design'd
Prol
[...]sick and
lustrifick in its kinde.
With the
frank almoine of her
Charity.
She, she it was, that e're it budded forth,
Did to our use
pastilicate its worth.
On
humane art why should we fondly rest,
That is but
stoln or
borrowed at the best?
When we may have what's
real beauty, seem
Content with the
prestiges of a
dream?
We ca'nt, when
Nature does our
Life disband,
Commit it to more
safe and
tender hand.
Rapine and
Insolence, such as ingage
To propagate ochlocrasie of
Rage;
All
macellarious complices and fiends,
Plot to abet and act pale
Horrours ends,
Before
her sink, while they themselves confound,
As giddy
Eddy in its circles drown'd.
And more
indulgent touch then
hers can ne're
Come from the close embrace of
gentle air,
When
smiling she a
sunny mantle throws
About the
blooming infant of the
Rose.
More
grateful and
obliging courtesie
Ne're ray'd from
Goddess of the
Morn, when she
For her belov'd weary
Endymions head,
In
blushing satten makes his
spicy bed.
Ne're from serene
Lucina came, who ties
Her
vigils vestment round with
starry eyes,
When the tir'd
Howers of the
day doe creep,
Into her open
douney breast to sleep.
[Page 109]O do'nt despise a
Beauty, whose despight
Does all our wishes, hopes, designs benight.
Whose
Injury and
Indignation are
The
rigid pregnant
parents to
despair.
Whose
frown indusiated with
threats, may stand
For gift from
Circes or
Roxana's hand.
And whose all-bounteous
[...]avour, when 'tis gone,
Leaves us despons't to
Gods of
wood and
stone.
O doe not slight a
Beauty so supream,
Brightens
Heaven with her
Iuno's diadem.
Who, where she lists, the
Civick crown confers,
Frustrates and makes
irrite dire
climacters,
And in whose
smiles patulicates all
this
And
life hereafter can embrace of
bliss
Slight not, O slight not
her, with
charms who sings
Plague dead, & covers you with
Cupids wings.
Paul plants,
Apollo waters: when all's done,
She's wanted
irradiation of the
Sun.
When
Doctors have
exantlated t
[...]eir
skill,
Her
Raphaels sacred Physick cure
[...] our ill.
That
Plague surprize us not with
fear or
dread,
Sanctuary stands upon
Religions head.
We see, through
Art, where e're we cast our eye,
All
Nature circuncluded with the
Sky.
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