The First Part, to the making of his Rule.
GOd made Man's nature innocent,
Adorned with Free-will,
Gen 4. v. 7. Eccli. 15. v. 17. Gen. 2. v. 17.
And gave him one Commandement,
His pleasure to fulfill.
To break it Death, to keep it Life,
Was, for Eternity:
And while on Earth, void of all strife,
And human misery.
Luk. 10. v. 18. Rev. 12. v. 9.12.
Curs't Satan, who from glory fell,
Did hate Man's happy state,
Made for his place in joy to dwell,
Where once this proud Fiend sate.
Wisd. 2. v. 24. Gen. 3. v. 4.
And to deprive him of his Bliss,
He tempts the fruit to take.
Thou shalt not dy: 'tis not amiss;
Do but experience make.
Man, yielding to his Wife's desire,
v. 6. Rom. 5. v. 12.
Made that unhappy tast,
Incurr'd for him, and his, Hell-Fire,
Who here on Earth were plac't,
Environed with misery,
In Reason blinded so;
They fell into Idolatry,
Their God they did not know.
For this, and many other sins,
Gen 6. v. 7. v. 8.
God thought all men to kill:
Just Noah, for his, God's Mercy wins,
Who always did his will.
Gen. 15. v. 13. Exod. 1. v. 14. Exod. 3. v. 10.
Soon after they return'd to sin,
Th' Egyptians them inthrall'd:
God Moyses sent their hearts to win,
For Mercy they then call'd.
Exod. 14. v. 2
[...]. Exod 20. Exod
[...]6. v. 4 13.
By the Red sea they all were freed;
Commands he gave them ten:
Whom Moyses did in Desart feed,
And brought them back agen,
Unto the Land of Promise, which
Iosue. 3. v. 17.
With milk and honey flow'd,
Where they became a Nation rich,
In blessings there bestow'd.
Here they did oftentimes rebell,
Against their God most high:
Iudg 2. v. 12.17.
And by the Serpents craft they fell,
Into Idolatry:
They oft for this chastized were,
4. King. 25. v. 11.
And into Bondage led;
Some were corrected by dread fear,
Ps. 77. v. 14.
When others were struck dead.
But Vice with men did still renew,
Till our Redeemer came;
And laid it open to the view,
Which caus'd in men a shame.
And by his Virtues rare did win
Them Virtue here to love,
Which drew their hearts from filthy Sin,
Now fix't on God above.
And when for Adam's fault he dy'd;
And freed from sin and Hell;
He form'd a Church out of his side,
Where Men secure might dwell:
Not fearing Sathan's strength,
1. Tim. 3. v. 15.
or sleights,
Again them to deceive,
He left therein such guiding Lights,
If they would to them cleave.
The Ark of Noah prefigur'd this,
Gen. 7. v. 1.23.
Which sav'd all Souls within;
But who to enter here did miss,
Did perish in their sin.
v. 23.
So those who in God's Church abide,
Pure in their conversation,
1. Tim. 3. v. 15.
And from that Faith do never slide,
Find therein true salvation.
But after Christ was gone, Alas!
And his Apostles dead:
2. Petr. 2. v. 1.2. v. 13. v. 10.18. Iud. v. 19. v. 12.
He and the Truth blasphemed was;
Men, by their senses led,
Forsook their Faith, and doing good,
And running to all vice,
Trod under foot Christ's pretious Bloud,
Which was their Soul's great price.
At this God was offended sore;
Saint John reveals the same,
Rev. 7. v. 1.
He power gave to Angels four,
Whom he sent in his Name,
To punish men, by sea, and Land,
Destroying all therein,
For Man's offence, who now did stand
Defil'd with hainous sin.
But God, who's still to Mercy bent,
Once more was pacify'd:
Another Moyses here was sent,
Among us to abide.
Who by his Life was to renew
Christ's Passion in our mind:
And lay his Life unto our view,
That we might Virtue find.
Another Angel,
v. 2.
says Saint John,
I saw come from the East,
Who cry'd unto the four, hurt none,
Sea, Earth, Trees, Fish, or Beast,
Vntill in th' forehead, with the Cross,
v. 3.
I've sign'd God's servants dear:
Teaching by sin what heavy loss,
What comfort's in God's fear.
Poor Francis of Assise was he,
Born rich, a Merchants son,
With other youth at first too free,
In pleasures he did run.
Yet to the Poor in charity,
He always did increase:
Which caus'd him to elected be,
God's Anger to appease.
Lo! How God, Sinners, of all Men
Chose, Sinners to recall.
King David, Peter, Magdalen,
And Francis last of all.
As fittest Patterns here to win
Them to Repentance by:
Assuring them,
Ezech 13. v. 15.16.
if they'l leave Sin,
They in his Love shall dy.
You may him well an Angel call;
For his chast Life and pure:
From which he never more did fall,
It always did endure.
Seraphicall, for his great Love,
Doth Holy Church him name,
From Seraphins, who burn above,
Absorp't in Love's great flame.
He had the Sign of God above,
Rev. 7. v. 2.
As after did appear,
The Wounds that Christ had for our love,
He in his Flesh did bear.
He sign'd all men in th'forehead deep,
Renewing in their mind
Christ's Passion; and his deadly sleep,
He suffred for Mankind.
While yet a Merchants Life he led,
An Alms was begg'd, but he
Deny'd to give, as busied,
Thô other times most free.
Lo! he runs after speedily,
(As pitty did him move)
And gave, with Vow nêre to deny,
Ought asked for God's Love.
Another begs, who was full bare,
He knew him nobly born;
He gave the cloaths which he did wear,
And put on his all torn.
These acts of pitty mov'd God so,
That Francis Mercy wins,
For Charity conceals,
1. Petr. 4. v. 8.
you know,
A multitude of Sins.
Next night in sleep, Christ did appear,
And shew'd where Jewels were.
Saith: These are for my souldiers here,
Who Holy Cross do bear.
He strait prepares for th'Holy Land,
Where Souldiers wore a Cross;
He did not Visions understand,
And thus was at a loss.
Till Christ reveal'd to him again,
He mean't not that Warfare,
But that to suffer, and take pain,
With him he must prepare;
By his example to recall,
Sinners from their sad state,
To save them from Eternall thrall,
And cause them Sin to hate:
To teach them Virtue, and true way
To Heaven,
Gal. 5 v. 24. Phil. 3. v. 18.19.
by the Cross:
Which glory gives in th' latter day,
When Sinners shall find loss.
With tears he prays both day and night,
To know God's holy will:
And how to do this work he might,
His pleasure to fulfill.
Christ from a Cross to Francis spake,
Go thou my Church repair,
Which falling is. He care did take;
All things prepared are.
Saint Damians Church (wherein he pray'd)
He did intend to mend,
Great Sums of mony that were pay'd,
He sav'd unto this end.
And gave them to the Pastor free,
The same work to compleat;
Who did refuse to take them, he
Did fear his Father's heat.
But Francis left the mony there,
Which when his Father knew;
He ready was his hair to tear,
So high in rage he flew.
And presently in hast did run,
Mony and Son to find;
To punish him who had this don,
He was resolv'd in mind.
Poor Francis, but a Proselyte,
For fear hid in a cave,
Not yet arriv'd to virtue's height;
Resolv'd himself to save.
The Priest shew'd to his Father then
Colos. 3. v. 5.
Where his God-mony lay;
He taking it was pleas'd agen,
And quiet went away.
But Francis seem'd to be asham'd,
At this his cowardise:
And his small Love to Christ he blam'd,
And begg'd of God advice.
Who gave him grace, and courage too:
He strait to th' City went:
Resolv'd for Christ to undergo
What malice could invent.
By Fasting pale, and poorly clad,
He sadly walk't along,
The people thought he had been mad,
With cryes about him throng.
His Fathers hears, goes forth to see,
Lays on him viôlent hands,
Brings home, a Pris'ner close to be,
Lock't up, and bound in bands.
His Mother, more inclin'd to pitty,
Watch't opportunity,
When's Father was gone out of th' City,
And set her dear Son free.
He missing him at his return,
Seeking at last did find:
With Avarice his heart did burn,
Which made him thus unkind.
While he in Vice his mony spent,
His Father minded not:
But now to Virtue he is bent,
He deems him but a Sot.
To th' Bishop he must with him go,
His Birth-right to resign;
Tim.
[...]. v. 9.
Francis deem'd Riches now a Foe,
And therfore don't repine:
But strips off all his cloaths withall,
And gives them altogether,
And says: I now may truly call,
Not you, but God, my Father.
At this the Bishop wept: with heart
Embrac't him in his arms,
And cloath'd him, who in joy did part,
Reviv'd with heav'nly charms.
He goes poor Lepers now to tend,
He wipes their sores with kiss,
What did him highly first offend,
He now esteems a bliss.
But all this while did Francis see
Himself at loss, which way
The Church-repairer he might be;
And Christ thus to obey
He could not tell, or yet did know,
What Rule he should walk by;
Which did perplex and grieve him so,
That he wept bitterly.
Fearing that for his past sins, still
God was with him offended,
And would not plain declare his will,
Till something were amended.
He therfore wept, fasted, and pray'd,
Wither other acts austere,
Off'ring Christ's merits, which once pay'd
A Price for Sin most dear.
All this doth teach how hard a thing,
'Tis Justice to appease;
God's Mercy to our Souls to bring,
Ezech 33. v. 11.12. Ps 90. v. 15.
Sin's burthen here to ease.
Yet if with Francis we persever,
In Love, in tears, in grief;
With Francis we shall find God ever
At hand to our relief.
SAINT FRANCIS.
THE SECOND PART OF HIS LIFE.
From the making of his Rule unto the receiving of the Stygmes, a little before his Death.
TO God Man's duty twofold is,
As David doth record.
Ps. 36. v. 27. 1. Pet. 3. v. 11.
Do good, decline from what's amiss,
So thou shalt please thy Lord.
The latter Francis had fulfill'd,
To good he was inspir'd,
The way he knew not, thô he will'd,
To do what was requir'd.
But entring in the Church one day,
He heard that Gospel preaching,
Which doth relate what Christ did say,
When he sent his to teaching.
Take neither mony,
Mark. 6. v.
[...].8. Luk 10. v. 7. 1. Cor. 9 v. 13.14.
purse, or meat,
Shoo's, Staff, two coats with you,
What's set before you freely eat,
It is the Preachers due.
These words, as from Christ to him said,
He takes, and goes away;
Says: Here my Rule's before me laid,
And I will it obey.
The Life of Christ to imitate,
Must I and mine begin,
Which surely is the perfect state,
Mark. 10. v. 21.
For Mortals to live in.
Christ came,
Io. 8. v. 12.
and taught all men the way
Which leads unto Salvation:
Soon after men did from it stray;
I'm sent for Reformation.
Not only my own soul to feed,
With heav'nly Contemplation:
But also to instruct where need,
And preach to ev'ry Nation.
His secûlar garments lay'd aside,
Heb. 4. v. 12.
He cloath'd himself in grey
Course cloth, his nakedness to hide,
His shoo's he cast away.
He made a Girdle of a Cord,
His Habit like a Cross:
To mind the Passion of his Lord,
Who had redeem'd Man's loss.
He presently began to preach,
With words that pierc't full deep:
And all poor Sinners he did teach,
To sorrow, sigh, and weep.
With confidence in God's great love,
If they'l new Life begin,
And crave his Mercy,
Ionas. 3. v. 10.
that's above
The malice of Man's Sin.
His words were simple, plain, inflam'd
With fervour of the spirit:
The Converts number can't be nam'd,
To gain which he did merit.
Many did Pennance for their ill,
Forsook the World: would have
Him teach them how to do God's will:
To whom a Rule he gave.
Not made by him, but from above,
Reveal'd, as he declares;
Teaching to hate what Flesh doth love:
Freeing from Worldly cares;
Obedienee true, pure Chastity,
He vows to keep always:
And also such strict Poverty,
Not used in those days.
His Lents were many, lodging hard,
No linnen he did wear:
No shoo's his feet from thorns to guard,
Which oft his Felsh did tear.
With discipline he did chastise
1. Cor. 9. v. 27.
His Body, that the Spirit
Might rule: and still he did devise
How to increase his merit.
Th' Apostles Life, he thus trac't out,
Who twelve were sent to teach
Luk 9. v.
[...].2.
Perfection, and, the World about,
The Faith of Christ to preach.
So he, when twelve, divided his,
And sent them to this end,
To preach the Faith, and what amiss
In manners to amend.
And after, when they met again,
He found that many were
Converted, and that not in vain
They preach't God's love, and fear.
Their fervent words, their humble looks,
With faces pale and thin;
Their Habit poor, were Christian books,
To read perfection in.
Now, that his Rule more force might have,
With it to Rome he went,
To be confirm'd, and there he gave
It to Pope Innocent.
Who thought it hard, and did deny
The same Rule to approve.
There were Rules many to walk by,
Made to increase God's love.
But lo! To rest when sleep did call,
This Vision he did see,
The Lat'ran Church began to fall,
And to supported be,
By one poor man; and he did know
That Francis was the same:
He then approv'd it: bid him go,
And teach it in God's Name.
And said to those, who by him stood,
That Francis would repair
God's Church decay'd, by doctrine good,
And his example rare.
Poor Francis strait made his Profession,
There, in Christ's Vicar's hand,
To keep the Rule without transgression,
And what it did command.
And after the Pope's blessing had,
He humbly went away;
Prais'd God, and in his heart full glad,
For his success that day.
And so return'd unto Assise,
Where Monks did to him give,
A Church, which he did highly prize,
And there resolv'd to live.
He lov'd this Church because 'twas small,
The sitter for Poor Friers,
Lady of Angels they it call,
Because Angelick Quires
Were here oft heard, and he therfore,
Commands, when he is dead,
This Church be counted, evermore,
Of all his Order
[...]s head.
Moreover his desire was much,
This place should honour have,
Of all: Christ did appear, and such
A boon unto him gave,
That whosoever enters in,
And right confessed be,
Shall Pardon have, and also win
Indulgence Plenary.
Was Francis's Love with this content,
Who Rule had made for Men?
No, no. He knew that he was sent
Each sex to bring agen,
From way of Vice to Virtue's path,
And therfore made another,
For Women, which same strictness hath,
And made Saint Clare their Mother.
And as he knew that all were not
Of like ability,
And Wedlock was some others lot,
Which makes a worldly ty;
He made a third Rule, for all kinds,
Rich, Poor, Wedded, and free,
Leading to Virtue, yet not binds,
Under sin's Penalty.
As our Redeemer, when he came,
Did teach by word and deed;
So did Saint Francis do the same,
And sow'd Example's seed.
Not only by his words, but deeds,
He mov'd to Imitation,
Which are indeed the best of seeds,
To spring up Reformation.
Transcending was his Poverty,
(Which quits of worldly cares)
Admitting of no Property:
And this the Heart prepares,
To fix it self on Heav'nly gain,
All Earthly to despise,
Which at the last doth prove but vain,
Dress't up in false disguise.
He so much lov'd pure Chastity,
Of Body, and of Mind,
That if he felt the contrary,
Allays he strait did find.
He disciplin'd his Flesh full sore,
In thorns he tumbled so,
Untill his very flesh they tore;
Or rolled in the snow.
Francis, the Humble, Men him call,
He did excell in this.
The place whence Lucifer did fall,
Is thought now to be his.
This Virtue he did recommend,
To his, and 'twas his pleasure,
To name them
Minors, to this end,
That they might seek this Treasure.
1. King. 15. v. 22.
Obedience he well knew to be
Better than Sacrifice.
Thô Father of them all was he,
Yet still he did devise,
Subject to be unto another:
And therfore on the way,
Obedience strict unto his brother,
He promis't, and did pay.
And as he, the Creatour still
Humbly obey'd in all,
So did dumb Creatures do his will,
Still ready at his call.
Brothers, and Sisters, he them nam'd,
To all he was so sweet:
That Fish, the Fire, and Beast he tam'd,
Who did him kindly greet.
Our Works are crown'd with Patience▪
Iam. 1. v. 4 Mat. 10. v. 22.
That our reward doth merit;
For all the Pains we feel in sense,
Or anguish of the Spirit;
With Christ to suffer he desir'd,
In Pain,
Mat. 16. v.
[...]4. Mark 8. v. 34.
or any loss.
To imitate, what he requir'd,
In bearing of the Cross.
The Queen of Virtues,
1. Co.▪ 13. v. 13.
Charity,
His heart had so inflam'd:
That it would almost melted be,
When God's Love was but nam'd.
Mat. 22. v. 39.
His Neighbour's Love possest him so,
That for his dear Soul's good,
The hardest things he'ld undergo,
To 'th shedding of his bloud.
This caus'd him journy to begin,
To Egypt's King, that he
Might to Christ's Church those faithless win,
Or else a Martyr be.
In sweetness he did so excell,
The Sultan freely gave
Him leave to preach, where he thought well,
And no disturbance have.
Missing his aim, which was to dy,
For th' Faith of JESUS dear:
And finding no great profit by
His Preaching Christ's Faith here;
He doth return with weeping eyes,
Bewailing his great loss,
Resolves his Love to Sacrifice,
To Christ, upon the Cross.
Devotîon great he had to all
God's Saints, in chief his Mother:
Whom he did his dear Lady call.
But yet above all other,
He priz'd the Passion of his Lord,
As Treasure — house of Grace,
Which doth to souls good thoughts afford,
And ill away doth chase.
Io. 3. v. 16. Eph. 6. v. 2.
This is a Glass, wherein we see
Our God's great Love to us;
Who rather than we damn'd should be,
Chose to be treated thus.
And also how he Sin did hate,
That he would rather dy,
Than see men live in sinfull state,
Void of Felicity.
This teacheth us to love God here,
As also to hate Sin:
And as we love him, still to fear,
Lest we, should fall therein.
And if by Sin we 've lost God's Love,
Here 'tis restor'd again:
Rom. 5. v. 9.10.11.
Off'ring our tears to him above,
Joyn'd with Christ's bitter pain.
This Passion Francis preach't to all,
And thus their,
Ezech.
[...]. v. 4. Rev. 7. v. 3.
Foreheads cross't,
Imprinting how for Adam's fall,
Our Saviour's Life was lost.
That they to him be gratefull still,
Prov. 23.26.
And to him give their heart,
Abhorring Sin, to do his will,
And never from him part.
All Virtues, that Christ taught Mankind,
Appear'd in Francis clear.
To print them deep in others mind,
His labour was, while here.
But now grown weak, that Death draws nigh,
He knows by Revelation:
And does employ his thoughts solely,
In Heav'nly Contemplation.
Let all learn here, how to prepare
For Death, while they do live:
To love God still,
Deut. 6 v. 5. Rev. 14 v. 7.
and sin beware,
And thus due honour give.
To teach us this, Christ gave example,
Which he doth now renew,
In Francis, who in manner ample,
Hath laid it to our view.
THE THIRD PART.
Containing the remainder of his life, from the receiving of the holy Stygmes, to his Death.
PRetend I shall not to recount,
The Miracles he wrought:
Which were so many, they surmount,
In number, frail man's thought.
The actions of his whole life were,
But one continu'd wonder:
To whom all things, while be was here,
Obedience prompt did render.
Before his Death, I'l only tell
How JESUS did him grace,
With Priviledge, that did excell,
And worthily takes place,
Of all yet given unto any,
Which clearly doth declare,
His merits were both great and many,
Which thus rewarded were.
He being on the Mount Alvern,
In contemplation high,
Of JESUS'S Passion; did so burn
In Love, that he must dy,
For his dear Lord, or undergo
Like pain, our sins, him gave.
Christ heard his Pray'r, and yielded so,
His Wounds that he should have.
Behold a glorîous Seraphin,
Descending from above,
As thô he crucify'd had been,
Which did inflame his love.
Isai. 6. v. 2.
Six-wing'd he was: two vail'd his head;
His feet two; two did fly;
And while Saint Francis marveled,
The Seraphin draws nigh.
And on the Cross there did appear,
His dear Lord Crucify'd.
Fast nail'd upon't as once when here,
He for all Mankind dy
[...]d.
This griev'd him, and did so inflame
His heart, with Love's great fire,
That to be nail'd unto the same,
Was now his whole desire.
Lo! from hands, feet, and side, did stream
Five clear, but bloudy rays,
Which pierc't like places as they came,
Where marks remain'd always,
In hands, and feet, like Nails, were plain,
In's Side the Wound of Spear;
Which bled, and put him to such pain,
As thô he should dy here.
Having receiv'd these stygmes there,
He now might truly say,
Let no one molestation bear,
Gal. 6 v. 17.
But readily obey:
Since thus with Wounds my Body's sign'd,
Of my Redeemer dear.
Th' example, which in me you find,
To follow do not fear.
To him this may be well apply'd,
I live;
Gal. 2. v. 20.
thô now not I,
But JESUS Christ, my Crucify'd,
Doth live, and in me ly.
O marv'lous Man! true friend of God,
Phil. 3. v.
[...]. Gen. 28.12.
Than Man an Angel rather,
Who under foot the World hast trod,
And mounted Jacob's ladder.
By Vice's hate, and Virtue's love,
Thou walkedst without blame;
And thus Poor Sinners thou didst move,
While here, to do the same.
Obtain that we may imitate
Thy footsteps in true Love,
That we may Sin as truly hate,
And live with thee above.
Those sacred Wounds he did receive,
Two years or thereabout,
Before this frail Life he did leave,
Which clear'd Men of all doubt.
For they did oftentimes appear,
Thô his humility,
Indeavour'd to conceal them here,
Till he should bury'd be.
They oft did bleed with such great pain,
That he had dy'd thereby,
But that God would have him remain,
The World to edify.
His Body now with labour spent,
Made weak for JESUS'S sake,
And he to Contemplation bent,
But little food did take.
And thô, by Sword, as he desir'd,
He could not Martyr dy:
Yet greater pains, as God requir'd,
He suff'red patiently.
And off'red up in flames of Love,
His Soul an Holocaust,
Which daily did ascend above,
To him he loved most.
Knowing his Death was near at hand,
Not able now to go:
That he be carry'd doth command,
To Portiunculo,
Our Lady's Church, from Angels nam'd,
The place that he lov'd best:
And here to dy he ever aim'd,
And take his finall rest.
To shew his love to Poverty,
Mat 27. v. 35.
And Christ to imitate,
He naked on the ground would dy,
So strip't him as be sate:
The same, in his last Testament,
He doth his Brothers give;
For he by JESUS dear was sent,
Poor,
Ps. 87. v. 16.
like him, here to live.
Mat. 18. v. 17.
He recommends Obedience
Most strict, unto Christ's Church,
That Heresy, on no pretence,
Among his Brothers lurch:
True Patiênce, and Humility,
With other Virtues rare,
He leaves them, as a Legacy,
And doth for Death prepare.
He gives his blessing to his Brothers,
To live in Love and Peace:
The same he recommends to others,
Here, after his decease.
His soul to JESUS recommending,
Replenish't with great merit,
By hands of Angels, there attending,
To God resigns his Spirit.
He being dead, his sacred Flesh,
Wither'd before and hard,
Became most limber, soft, and fresh,
To youth might be compar'd.
Which with his Wounds, like Rubies dress't,
Was glorious to behold.
Assisiûm Men would have it rest
With them: more priz'd than gold.
A stately Church they for it build,
And in a Vault it lay,
Which incorrupt, and fresh, doth yield
Delights, unto this day.
The World's great wonder it remains,
The Wounds appear therein.
What favours great, and immense gains,
Did his true Pennance win!
Thus did Christ's Church-Repairer dy,
When he had thousands gain'd,
From Worldly Love, Flesh-liberty,
Which had true Faith so stain'd.
He in his Order lives again,
Which to Perfection guides;
And, as Reveal'd, shall still remain,
As long as World abides.
Great Saints this Order hath brought forth,
As to the World is known:
But what's the number, or their worth,
Is known to God alone.
The Rule doth so to Virtue bind,
That if Men well keep it;
Not one among them they shall find,
Who'l not in glory sit.