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<DIV1 TYPE="text">
<DIV2 TYPE="part">
<PB N="8" REF="1">
<LG>
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<L><HI>The Countrey Shepherd that &s;earce &s;ees a Man</HI></L>
<L><HI>In &s;ix or &s;even dayes, but hills and dales,</HI></L>
<L><HI>For ought I know may know as much of</HI> Pan,</L>
<L><HI>As he that &s;its compo&s;ing hours tales.</HI></L>
</LG>
<P>Neither do I think all men ca&s;tawayes that are not of my minde;</P>
<LG>
<L><HI>Nor will I think all damn'd that will not come</HI></L>
<L><HI>To wor&s;hip at my Mountains; though I know</HI></L>
<L><HI>Each Molehill &s;eems a Mountain unto &s;ome;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And every Cock will on his Mountain crow.</HI></L>
<L><HI>For neither on this Mountain, nor on that,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor yet on yonder Molehill, will I build</HI></L>
<L><HI>A Church upon; but onely on that flat</HI></L>
<L><HI>And lowe&s;t valley in my Grand&s;irs field:</HI></L>
</LG>
<P>And if Mr. <HI>Envy</HI> object anything, I will give no other an&s;wer but this: <HI>What I have written, I have written.</HI></P>
<LG>
<L><HI>But there be &s;ome have gotten mighty skill</HI></L>
<L><HI>To hide the devil, though they never could</HI></L>
<L><HI>Endeavour to re&s;i&s;t him with their will,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And to di&s;place him dur&s;t not be &s;o bold,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Becau&s;e they think it is in vain to try:</HI></L>
<L><HI>They think he's &s;trong, and &s;o he is indeed;</HI></L>
<L><HI>No hold &s;o &s;trong to prove our mi&s;ery,</HI></L>
<L><HI>As for to think we cannot quite be freed:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For if we think he's &s;trong, and there's none &s;tronger,</HI></L>
<L><HI>This very thought will prove our woes prolonger.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let him alone, &s;aith one, and let him dwell</HI></L>
<L><HI>In his fools paradi&s;e, he'l know no better:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For there be &s;ome have lived &s;o long in Hell,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Think there's no place can yeild them comforts greater.</HI></L>
</LG>
<DIV3 TYPE="query">
<PB N="9" REF="1">
<HEAD>Quere.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>Proud Cobler do not &s;uite beyond thy La&s;t.</L>
<L>Who taught thee this? Art thou more wi&s;er grown</L>
<L>Then all thy Teachers living gone and pa&s;t,</L>
<L>Who&s;e walkings true humility have &s;hown?</L>
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<DIV3 TYPE="answer">
<HEAD>An&s;wer.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>Truly I cannot think ami&s;&s;e of thee;</HI></L>
<L><HI>As for thy &s;peech, I will not much contrary:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let others think even what they li&s;t of me,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I will not much from this thy compa&s;&s;e vary:</HI></L>
<L><HI>If I &s;hould &s;ay contrary unto this,</HI></L>
<L><HI>My con&s;cience then would give my tongue the lie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And at this folly every Boy would hi&s;&s;e;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yea, even the &s;tones on which I walk would cry.</HI></L>
<L><HI>What &s;hall we think of all our Fathers old,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which now are dead, and gone, and in the Du&s;t?</HI></L>
<L><HI>How &s;hall we with pre&s;umption be &s;o bold</HI></L>
<L><HI>To &s;ay, Their &s;ouls are peri&s;ht in their Ru&s;t;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Their hopes are lo&s;t, they lived in ignorance,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In Mona&s;teriall buildings &s;pent their times;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e &s;uper&s;titious pipings made them dance</HI></L>
<L><HI>All in a mi&s;t among the cloudy rimes?</HI></L>
<L><HI>I &s;hould be &s;orry for to &s;peak or think</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ami&s;&s;e of any one that doth endeavour</HI></L>
<L><HI>To walk with God; for they and we do drink</HI></L>
<L><HI>All of one Cup; and why &s;hall any &s;ever</HI></L>
<L><HI>What God hath joyned? Our &s;ouls and theirs together</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shall meet in God, even in the Sea of love;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For</HI> God is love, <HI>re&s;pecting one and either:</HI></L>
<L><HI>His noble wayes all humble &s;ouls approve;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But lofty &s;ouls prefer their own good thinking</HI></L>
<L><HI>Before his noblewayes, and humble Stations,</HI></L>
<PB N="10" REF="2">
<L><HI>And &s;corn the Troughes appointed for Lambs drinkings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And to the Wolvi&s;h nature have Relations.</HI></L>
<L><HI>God was a God, and is from age to age,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In infancy, in childhood, and in youth;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And he hath aged men that can pre&s;age,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in all ages us'd them for his mouth.</HI></L>
<L><HI>He &s;peaks to us, and we regard him not;</HI></L>
<L><HI>He pa&s;&s;eth by, and we cannot perceive him;</HI></L>
<L><HI>His lively breathings we have &s;oon forgot,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with our breathings we would fain deceive him.</HI></L>
<L><HI>And how can we in con&s;cience &s;peak or think,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That our forefathers were but ca&s;t-awayes?</HI></L>
<L><HI>This bitter potion yet could never &s;ink</HI></L>
<L><HI>Into my Bre&s;t; nor will I &s;peak the prai&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of any one that vomits up his Gall</HI></L>
<L><HI>Again&s;t our Grand&s;ires, hone&s;t-hearted men,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That built us goodly Churches, more then all;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Few will do now adayes as they did then:</HI></L>
<L><HI>They loved our Nation well that built us the&s;e;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in contempt of &s;corn they &s;et up Cro&s;&s;es,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And took no thought to plea&s;e or to di&s;plea&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>But underneath that Banner bore their lo&s;&s;es.</HI></L>
<L><HI>To Shepherds, Heard&s;men, and to them that u&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>The Thre&s;hers Flayl, he hath and doth appear;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Vine-dre&s;&s;ers, Ploughmen, he did ne're refu&s;e;</HI></L>
<L><HI>The Begger as the King, to him is neer:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our times are in his hand, our barren dayes,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In which we think our &s;elves too old to bear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>When Hairs grow white, and human &s;trength decayes,</HI></L>
<L><HI>He to a flame the Widows coal &s;hall rear.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Old</HI> I&s;rael <HI>&s;hall be his &s;trength again,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And both their Bones in</HI> Canaan <HI>Land &s;hall re&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>Although in</HI> Egypt <HI>they as yet remain,</HI></L>
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<L><HI>And with Task-Ma&s;ters mightily oppre&s;t;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yet out of</HI> Egypt <HI>God hath call'd his Son:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Although 'tis good in youth to bear the yoke.</HI></L>
<L><HI>God hath his time, and when the Gla&s;&s;e is run,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The evil nature will in</HI> Jordan <HI>choke.</HI></L>
<L><HI>But now we talk as men, and bandy words,</HI></L>
<L><HI>As men throw Fire-bals with an intent</HI></L>
<L><HI>To burn up all; or with our fourbi&s;h'd Swords,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To cut down all oppo&s;ers of content:</HI></L>
<L><HI>And right or wrong, we fight for victory,</HI></L>
<L><HI>When truth lieth low and trampled on with feet,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our &s;quint-eyed love is &s;een apparently</HI></L>
<L><HI>With onely</HI> How do ye? <HI>As the common greet.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>This as a Porch for Introduction &s;tands,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To entertain all comers of good will;</HI></L>
<L><HI>I pa&s;&s;e not if &s;ome come with bloody hands,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or with intent to murther or to kill:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yet let them walk within my Porch a while,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And view what I've portray'd in every corner,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Such contemplations may produce a &s;mile,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And may effect &s;ome goodne&s;&s;e in a &s;corner;</HI></L>
<L><HI>The very pavements will declare and tell,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Love travels here and there; for &s;he leaves &s;ignes,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where ere &s;he comes, her foot-&s;teps are known well;</HI></L>
<L><HI>She her reproofs with &s;weetne&s;&s;e enterlines;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But had you eyes to &s;ee within the vail,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or could you draw the curtain, and behold</HI></L>
<L><HI>Love in her &s;imple beauty, 'twould a&s;&s;ail</HI></L>
<L><HI>And move your dry affections &s;even fold:</HI></L>
<L><HI>In the mean time walk here, and contemplate</HI></L>
<L><HI>A while of love; for &s;trife grows out of date.</HI></L>
<PB N="12" REF="3">
<L>But,</L>
<L>Reader, <HI>art thou a Reader? Then I write</HI></L>
<L><HI>To thee, that never took&s;t degree in Schools;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And be not angry if I do invite</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thee to a Fea&s;t, even to a Fea&s;t of Fools:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For Fools by nature, are, in my e&s;teem,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To be preferr'd above the common &s;ort</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of learned Knaves, who&s;e gravity may &s;eem</HI></L>
<L><HI>To pa&s;&s;e along for hone&s;t men in &s;port:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But let them pa&s;&s;e in &s;port: But when I &s;aw</HI></L>
<L><HI>Some throwing Fire-Brands among the Thatch</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where poor Folks dwell, I did di&s;cern the Paw</HI></L>
<L><HI>And Cloven-footed Bea&s;t began to catch;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then I began to view them Tooth and Nail,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Comparing Teeth with Teeth and Eies with Eies;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then &s;omewhat doubting le&s;t my skill &s;hould fail,</HI></L>
<L><HI>My own experience fell to underprize:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then fell to viewing of my Lambs again,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And over-view'd my Sheep, and well ob&s;erving</HI></L>
<L><HI>How they their qualities do &s;till retain,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And from their nature very &s;eldom &s;werving:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Heed the&s;e like Lambs, quoth I, that come thus arm'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With Tooth and Nail to bite and to de&s;troy?</HI></L>
<L><HI>For very few can pa&s;&s;e by them unharm'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or el&s;e deluded by &s;ome ba&s;e decoy.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tis well for us, and happy, may I &s;ay,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Are we that live in &s;uch a knowing age,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That we are able for to &s;how the way</HI></L>
<L><HI>Unto our rumbling Shepherds, though they rage:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yea, we have found, and have di&s;cern'd in part</HI></L>
<L><HI>A far more excellent and lovely way</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then ever yet was faund by humane Art,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though they went &s;eeking a whole Summers day:</HI></L>
<PB N="13" REF="3">
<L><HI>And now 'tis almo&s;t naturall to us</HI></L>
<L><HI>To know our Shepherds voice, from others pratings;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For no decoy can imitate him thus,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To follow to the death in imitatings.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Well then, I think it is no Here&s;ie</HI></L>
<L><HI>To mingle &s;ouls with ki&s;&s;es, when we finde</HI></L>
<L><HI>Life-blood run through the Veins, and can e&s;pie</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nature rejoyce to elevate the minde.</HI></L>
<L><HI>For as the Face doth an&s;wer, when the Face</HI></L>
<L><HI>Makes &s;ignes to &s;peak, and cannot chu&s;e but &s;peak,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And under&s;tands full well the &s;ecret trace</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of overcharged mindes that needs mu&s;t break;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And when we &s;ee by nature every thing</HI></L>
<L><HI>is glad to &s;ee his likene&s;&s;e, and de&s;ires</HI></L>
<L><HI>For to produce his likene&s;&s;e, when the &s;pring</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;treams of love &s;ends forth uncooling fires:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Even &s;o 'tis in the lofty &s;oaring &s;oul</HI></L>
<L><HI>That-&s;lees beyond the raging waves, and Sees,</HI></L>
<L><HI>A Bed of Ro&s;es where &s;he means to roul</HI></L>
<L><HI>And will not &s;tay in regions that do freeze:</HI></L>
<L><HI>And as the earth &s;ends forth her rich increa&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And earthly mindes rejoyce in earthly things;</HI></L>
<L><HI>So multiplying &s;ouls will never cea&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Till they inclo&s;e eternity with wings.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Blu&s;h then, ye mortals, ah! Why will you die?</HI></L>
<L><HI>How can you live on the&s;e decaying plea&s;ures?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Your life is hid, alas, you cannot &s;pie</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nothing but emblems of &s;ome future trea&s;ures;</HI></L>
<L><HI>No &s;ub&s;tances, but &s;hadows: Why d'ee you &s;tand</HI></L>
<L><HI>Here all the day? Are you not hired yet?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Look yonder, Sirs, why don't yee &s;ee the hand</HI></L>
<L><HI>That points to working ere the Sun be &s;et?</HI></L>
<PB N="14" REF="4">
<L><HI>Mu&s;t all our time be &s;pent in taking care,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In looking after A&s;&s;es? Can you &s;ee</HI></L>
<L><HI>No further then the manger of your fare?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Will nothing with your poor conceits agree,</HI></L>
<L><HI>But</HI> Oxford <HI>Husks? Will words your bellies fill?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or can you like</HI> Camelions <HI>live by ayr?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Will knowledge from the Ea&s;tern winde di&s;till?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or Eagles feed on fancies of di&s;pair?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Eagles have eyes, and they can &s;ee afar;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And Moles have eyes, but undermine the earth:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But 'tis poor Mu&s;ick, &s;tops at every jar;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But humble &s;ouls nere want &s;ome holy mirth.</HI></L>
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<PB N="15" REF="4">
<HEAD><HI>Mar&s;h</HI> his mickle Monument.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>_THe <HI>Shepherds</HI> Boy perceives the Winter gone,</L>
<L>And being loth to loo&s;e his precious time,</L>
<L>Looks out, and &s;ees the lovely &s;pring come on,</L>
<L>Joyfull to take the &s;ea&s;on in the prime,</L>
<L>Begs liberty of <HI>Pan</HI> for half a day,</L>
<L>To recreate him, with his fellow Swayns;</L>
<L>A place appointed for di&s;port and play,</L>
<L>Where they right kindly each one entertain;</L>
<L>Who&s;e countrey kindne&s;&s;e, friendly complements,</L>
<L>Was, <HI>Welcome Tom,</HI> and <HI>John,</HI> and <HI>Ned,</HI> and <HI>Will,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Harry,</HI> and <HI>Phil,</HI> and <HI>Ralph,</HI> with fair intents,</L>
<L>Neer to a Wood, &s;ate down beneath a Hill,</L>
<L>In Countrey-Gray, and Ru&s;&s;et comely Weeds,</L>
<L>With Sheep-Hooks in their hands, engraven fine,</L>
<L>And at their Girdles &s;tuck their Oaten Reeds,</L>
<L>And every one a bu&s;h of <HI>Eglantine,</HI></L>
<L>Under a &s;preading Tree made Arbour wi&s;e;</L>
<L>Nature and Art did &s;ympathize together</L>
<L>To keep out <HI>Sol;</HI> yet <HI>Sol</HI> did wayes devi&s;e,</L>
<L>And with his rayes did force a pa&s;&s;age thither:</L>
<L>But mark how &s;oon the Milk-maids mi&s;&s;e their mates,</L>
<L>Their loving Mates are gone to merry making,</L>
<L>With watry Eyes <HI>Sicely,</HI> and <HI>Doll</HI> relates.</L>
<L>Their &s;orrows, and of &s;orrows each partaking;</L>
<L>Fair <HI>I&s;abel</HI> and <HI>Dinah</HI> range the field,</L>
<L>Where they might &s;ee the frisking Lambs at play;</L>
<L>The Shepherde&s;&s;es at the la&s;t beheld</L>
<L>Them as &s;ome &s;trangers who had lo&s;t their way,</L>
<L>Saying, Ho come hither, for we know your mindes;</L>
<L>We know you &s;eek the Shepherds Lads; Ile tell</L>
<PB N="16" REF="5">
<L>You where to finde them; for ye are our friends</L>
<L>And fellow-&s;ervants, and we love you well;</L>
<L>Tis our de&s;ire you run to <HI>Si&s;&s;e</HI> and <HI>Doll,</HI></L>
<L>And bid them bring their Cates, the be&s;t they can,</L>
<L>And weel be ready, or within a call,</L>
<L>For to accommodate you. Then they ran</L>
<L>And brought the news: The Milkmaids they provide</L>
<L>Their Curds and Cream, Fre&s;h-Chee&s;e, and other chear,</L>
<L>Cu&s;tands and Chee&s;e-Cakes of the be&s;t be&s;ide,</L>
<L>A Pa&s;ted wall well fill'd with good red Deer;</L>
<L>They quickly dre&s;&s;e them&s;elves in Milk-white &s;leeves,</L>
<L>Kercheifs, and Aprons, Hand-Cuffes Lac'd and Purl'd,</L>
<L>And without asking fairly took their leaves,</L>
<L>As if intending for another world;</L>
<L>Like nimble Does, they trace the flowery plains;</L>
<L>The Shepherde&s;&s;es met them on the Green,</L>
<L>And making ha&s;te, for want of time complains,</L>
<L>Le&s;t over-late they &s;hould in love be &s;een;</L>
<L>As if compos'd of love, and overjoy'd</L>
<L>To &s;ee their Mates, came rudely ru&s;hing in:</L>
<L>The Shepherds were with better mirth imploy'd;</L>
<L>Yet to comply, at lea&s;t they do begin,</L>
<L>Welcome, &s;weet friends, kinde <HI>Dorothy</HI> and <HI>Si&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
<L>And <HI>I&s;abella</HI> fair, and all the re&s;t,</L>
<L>You Shepherde&s;&s;es help to work our bli&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>As by your coming have right well expre&s;t;</L>
<L>Come, &s;it you down, and weel pertake with you</L>
<L>Of your choice dainties, &s;ith it is your will;</L>
<L>And what is ours we freely will be&s;tow,</L>
<L>And for our friend&s;hip you may claim it&s;till.</L>
<L>The Maidens they pre&s;ent their di&s;hes fine,</L>
<L>Rudely, yet &s;weetly; for it was their love;</L>
<L>On natures Carpet, &s;aying, Come and dine,</L>
<L>Our true affections did this voyage move</L>
<L>To come and &s;eek you: Now we know your haunt,</L>
<L>Weel vi&s;it you &s;ometimes, again&s;t your will</L>
<L>Theres &s;omething &s;ure in you that doth enchant,</L>
<L>That made us follow you unto this Hill,</L>
<PB N="17" REF="5">
<L>Each Shepherd had his Bottle by his &s;ide,</L>
<L>Full of good Liquor, &s;ome of every &s;ort,</L>
<L>Cider and Perry, Beer well Clarified,</L>
<L>And Bottle-Ale, that gave a good report,</L>
<L>Wine, and Metheaglin of the Briti&s;h making;</L>
<L>Exce&s;&s;e con&s;i&s;ts not in variety;</L>
<L>The &s;ober u&s;age &s;ets no heads on aking;</L>
<L>For there was <HI>Nectar</HI> alwayes &s;tanding by.</L>
<L>When all were &s;et in order in the place,</L>
<L>One of the Shepherds Lads, they call'd him <HI>Harry,</HI></L>
<L>A &s;ober youth, &s;tept up, and he &s;aid Grace,</L>
<L>And with much gravity him&s;elf did carry.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>The GRACE.</HEAD>
<L><HI>THou</HI> All in all, <HI>thou onely God of Love,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That in all Creatures every where do&s;t move:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou God of life, and of immortall Being,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou onely Seer, come, and help our &s;eeing:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sweetne&s;&s;e it &s;elf, yet flowing to each creature,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Making partakers of thy lovely nature,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Enflame our mindes, now we are come together,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with thy breathing, bid us welcome hither;</HI></L>
<L><HI>That we may &s;ee thee in the&s;e outward things,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And elevated with immortall Wings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>May flie beyond our &s;elfne&s;&s;e, and forget</HI></L>
<L><HI>That arm of Fle&s;h that doth &s;upport us yet,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And come and view thee at a higher Table,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And feeding on the&s;e breakings may be able</HI></L>
<L><HI>In thine own language for to talk of thee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in thy noble wayes to walk with thee:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Refre&s;h our &s;pirits with thy living food,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with thy wi&s;edom, our eternall good;</HI></L>
<L><HI>That we thy goodne&s;&s;e and thy &s;weetne&s;&s;e may</HI></L>
<L><HI>Declare in this our everla&s;ting day.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Friends, now you &s;ee your chear; fall to, I pray,</L>
<L>And let's be merry; we are &s;ervants all</L>
<PB N="18" REF="6">
<L>To mighty <HI>Pan;</HI> he's able to defray</L>
<L>Far greater charge, and will, when time doth fall;</L>
<L>For he hath flocks upon a thou&s;and Hills;</L>
<L>And on the plains hath Herds of Cattell &s;tore;</L>
<L>His Corn and Wine each Grange and Village fills,</L>
<L>He's alwayes giving, yet is never poor;</L>
<L>And at noon times when we are at repa&s;t,</L>
<L>He walks among us kindly in the Hall,</L>
<L>And bids us eat, and drink, and make no wa&s;te;</L>
<L>Be cheerfull, friends, for ye are welcome all.</L>
<L>We have a day, another day in cha&s;e,</L>
<L>Wherein weel bid our Neighbours Swayns to bring</L>
<L>The La&s;&s;es of the Plaines, who with &s;weet <HI>Grace</HI></L>
<L>Can play upon the Violet and &s;ing:</L>
<L>And there's a Dam&s;ell I have heard &s;ome tell,</L>
<L>Can play upon the Lute exactly, and can rai&s;e</L>
<L>The minde of all the hearers with a &s;pell</L>
<L>Which to the &s;oul another &s;oul conveyes:</L>
<L>This I have heard, and I beleeve in part,</L>
<L>That Aiery notes do &s;teal away the &s;ence,</L>
<L>And &s;ecretly conveyes another heart,</L>
<L>Who in admiring of &s;ome excellence,</L>
<L>Soars up aloft, fill'd with extream de&s;ire,</L>
<L>To reach up to the center &s;till doth hover,</L>
<L>And fain would clo&s;e; draws neer, and would draw nigher,</L>
<L>Till with eternity all covered over:</L>
<L>Forget<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">ing things below, is well content</L>
<L>To pre&s;&s;e unto the mark, that mighty prize;</L>
<L>And &s;wallowed up in life and ravi&s;hment,</L>
<L>Drown'd with delight. looks up with fixed eyes</L>
<L>Unto the Hills, not daring to look down</L>
<L>Upon the empty plea&s;ures that do bring</L>
<L>Fears, lo&s;&s;es, and amazements leaden Crown,</L>
<L>Who&s;e be&s;t adorning is the Serpents &s;ting:</L>
<L>Such Mu&s;ick I have oft de&s;ired to hear,</L>
<L>Though I di&s;dain not for to hear a Song,</L>
<L>Even of the meane&s;t Swayn, if he doth &s;teer</L>
<L>His cour&s;e the lowly vallies all along.</L>
<PB N="19" REF="6">
<L>In the mean time Ile drink to hone&s;t <HI>Si&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
<L>To <HI>Dorothy</HI> and <HI>I&s;abella</HI> kinde,</L>
<L>I &s;hould be &s;orry any here to mi&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>And to the Shepherde&s;&s;es there behinde;</L>
<L>You &s;it as if you had no skill in love,</L>
<L>Or if faint-hearted, do digre&s;&s;e from kinde;</L>
<L>We <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">hepherds are di&s;po&s;ed for to rove</L>
<L>With random words &s;ometimes, to &s;hew our minde:</L>
<L>Think not our mindes are altogether vain,</L>
<L>And full of folly, cau&s;e we let our tongues</L>
<L>To &s;peak to you like men; or entertain</L>
<L>A minde to work your prejudice or wrongs:</L>
<L>Yet know, that we are men, and love like men;</L>
<L>We eat, and drink, and &s;leep, like other creatures;</L>
<L>For you to love, and we not love agen,</L>
<L>Were altogether to forget our natures:</L>
<L>We live like men, and we do love our like;</L>
<L>Like in affection is the &s;tronge&s;t tie;</L>
<L>Who that denies, at natures Law doth &s;trike;</L>
<L>For like rejoyceth when his like &s;tands by:</L>
<L>This is in <HI>Pan</HI> our noble Ma&s;ter, who</L>
<L>Is much delighted when he doth behold</L>
<L>Fair Innocency ranging to and fro</L>
<L>Among&s;t the Lambs and Kidlings of our fold:</L>
<L>The greate&s;t Joy he doth and can expre&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Is to behold his flocks and heards to flouri&s;h:</L>
<L>But when he doth behold them in di&s;tre&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>He blames the Shepherds, that are &s;lack to nouri&s;h</L>
<L>The tender Lambs committed to their charge,</L>
<L>Who at their will may lead them where they li&s;t,</L>
<L>But are contented they &s;hould run at large,</L>
<L>Which if they would but whi&s;tle with their fi&s;t,</L>
<L>Or if loves eccho's were but &s;ometimes heard,</L>
<L>To peirce the Hils and Vallies where they wander,</L>
<L>A check of love would make them &s;o afear'd,</L>
<L>Twere needle&s;&s;e for a dog to be commander:</L>
<L>And if a Shepherd &s;hall for vertues cau&s;e</L>
<L>De&s;pi&s;e his fellow, then me thinks I &s;ee</L>
<PB N="20" REF="7">
<L>A Devill thats incarnate; for his Claws</L>
<L>And cloven Feet are manife&s;t to me,</L>
<L>Oh then, my &s;oul, take heed thou come not there,</L>
<L>Where &s;uch ill &s;pirits haunt; for where they dance,</L>
<L>The circle of their foul enchants appear,</L>
<L>And of <HI>Pans</HI> nature &s;hew their ignorance:</L>
<L>Into their &s;ecrets let not my &s;oul come;</L>
<L>Avaunt, you Gip&s;ies, fickle fortune tellers,</L>
<L>Go dance the round where you finde better roome,</L>
<L>In younder Meadow with the fairy dwellers,</L>
<L>Where Screetch-Owls and the di&s;mall Satyres haunt,</L>
<L>Inventing mi&s;chief foul; malignant &s;pirits,</L>
<L>Croaking ill luck, like Envies bla&s;t, that daunt,</L>
<L>Where male-contents infernall dales inherits:</L>
<L>Though we are men, and live and die as men;</L>
<L>Yet we have thoughts that &s;lee beyond the &s;phears,</L>
<L>Tran&s;cendent thoughts, that knows both where and when</L>
<L>To flee away, beyond the common fears,</L>
<L>When in a hubbub all the world appears,</L>
<L>And the foundations fail, and mountains tremble,</L>
<L>As if the Clouds would fall about their ears;</L>
<L>Our &s;pirits then we pre&s;ently a&s;&s;emble</L>
<L>For they have wings to bear us to a place</L>
<L>Beyond the raging waves, wherewith a &s;ong</L>
<L>Of exultation, mi&s;ty clouds do chace</L>
<L>Away tho&s;e vapours that our &s;ight doth wrong.</L>
</LG>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>Stay Brother, &s;tay, you go beyond your bounds;</L>
<L>You &s;peak to men and women that do carry</L>
<L>More fle&s;h then &s;pirit; &s;uch high things confounds</L>
<L>The memory of weaklings; lets not vary;</L>
<L>Speak in our Language, for we under&s;tand</L>
<L>Our mother tongue, with that we travell far;</L>
<L>Lets not forget that we have flocks at hand,</L>
<L>And too rich Pa&s;ture may our Kidlings mar:</L>
<L>We know thou art and ha&s;t bin long in love,</L>
<L>And ere't be long we tru&s;t thou &s;hal't obtain</L>
<L>Thy &s;trong de&s;ire, and we do well approve,</L>
<L>And hope thy longing will not be in vain;</L>
<PB N="21" REF="7">
<L>Thy &s;weet affections can no way mi&s;carry:</L>
<L>Thou art but young, take heed, &s;oar not too high;</L>
<L>But &s;tay with us a while, good hone&s;t <HI>Harry,</HI></L>
<L>And in a lower &s;tile thy mea&s;ures try;</L>
<L>Come, &s;ing a &s;ong, and we will bear a part</L>
<L>In joy and &s;orrow, and we will expre&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Our be&s;t affections; and each loving heart,</L>
<L>I dare be bold to &s;ay, doth think no le&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Harry.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then tune your Pipes (&s;weet friends) and Ile begin,</L>
<L>And &s;et your &s;trings unto a lowly &s;train;</L>
<L>Yea, all of you that in Loves bands have bin,</L>
<L>And bear a part with me, a rurall Swayn:</L>
<L>For now I &s;ing of Love, but I want words</L>
<L>For to expre&s;&s;e the things my minde affords.</L>
</SP>
<Q><TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<ARGUMENT>
<LG>
<HEAD>The Argument of the Song.</HEAD>
<L><HI>THe longing &s;oul &s;tirs up her holy fires,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in a Song &s;ends forth her &s;trong-de&s;ires</HI></L>
<L><HI>To her mo&s;t dear and be&s;t beloved Chri&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e &s;weet &s;ociety &s;he long hath mi&s;s't.</HI></L>
</LG>
</ARGUMENT>
<HEAD>The Song.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>O <HI>Thou the faire&s;t, fair without compare,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e kinde embraces pa&s;&s;ing plea&s;ing are,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e unctions &s;weet, from head to feet,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oredows thy comely parts,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Eu&s;taming mindes, and making joyfull hearts;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And for the &s;ent of odours &s;pent,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And rare compo&s;ed &s;mell,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The faire&s;t Virgins love thee pa&s;&s;ing well.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Vouch&s;afe to cover the&s;e black &s;pots of mine;</HI></L>
<L><HI>With the&s;e &s;ame white and &s;potle&s;&s;e robes of thine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And then though I deformed lie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And black; I &s;hall appear</HI></L>
<L><HI>A comely Virgin in thine eye, and dear.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sore &s;ick of love, unapt to move;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh let thy gentle hand</HI></L>
<L><HI>Reach forth thy comforts, or I cannot &s;tand.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Oh when wilt thou tran&s;port me to that place,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where no di&s;turbance &s;hall prevent thy grace;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where fill of love oreflowings prove?</HI></L>
<L><HI>That we may there injoy,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In that &s;weet bed of love, without annoy:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For when I minde thy ki&s;&s;es kinde,</HI></L>
<L><HI>When fir&s;t in love we fell,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That now me thinks thy ab&s;ence proves a Hell.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>If thou defire to &s;ee me yet alive,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Make ha&s;te, and &s;ee how I for breath do &s;trive:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh come away, make no delay,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;ow thy precious &s;eed;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For nothing el&s;e our &s;weet delight will breed:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Big &s;woln with grief, there's no relief</HI></L>
<L><HI>Can wipe my weepings dry:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh come, and</HI> give me children el&s;e I die.</L>
</LG>
<PB N="22" REF="8">
<LG>
<L><HI>For unto me thou art more lovely far,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then any beauties to my &s;en&s;es are:</HI></L>
<L><HI>And where&s;oere thy &s;hinings are,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And thy image I e&s;pie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Me thinke it is <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> to mine eye:</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 line"></HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 line"></HI></L>
<L><HI>Yea then, even then, would I take part with thee.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>For though, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span">, I have inforced bin</HI></L>
<L><HI>To yeeld unto that <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> betraying &s;in,</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> field from friends exil'd</HI></L>
<L><HI>When, I <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> alone,</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> came none;</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> &s;afety mo&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Al<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters"> poor <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> I &s;ude</HI></L>
<L><HI>Strong <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> and &s;hares, that hands and jeet do binde.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>If I have <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> on ary wight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or ought <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> my chief <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">light,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Siace fir&s;t that <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> did wound my heart,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That none but thee can <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">re;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then in <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> let me &s;till indure:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yea, let me <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">e exil'd from thee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And never &s;ee thy face,</HI></L>
<L><HI>If in my heart thou mi&s;&s;e the chiefe&s;t place.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>And yet methinks I wi&s;h my &s;elf no harms,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Were I in Hell inclu&s;ed in thine Arms;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Le&s;&s;e cau&s;e of fear, more comforts there,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then in Heavens flying fame;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For they might pa&s;&s;e, but thou art &s;till the &s;ame,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The&s;e empty things have flying wings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The &s;oaring &s;oul flees higher;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou art the center of her chief defire.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>For ye&s;ternight, when I was half a &s;leep,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Me thought I &s;aw thee walking on the deep,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e comely feet, the waves did greet</HI></L>
<L><HI>With friendly threatnings kinde;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy &s;teps a deep impre&s;&s;ion left behinde:</HI></L>
<L><HI>The raging waves, that er&s;t while raves,</HI></L>
<L><HI>When thou in love do&s;t chide,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With trembling &s;ilence thy rebukes abide.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>If it be thee, Lord, bid me come apace:</HI></L>
<L><HI>I know 'tis thee, thy words oreflow with grace;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then, &s;ink or &s;wim, Ile go to him,</HI></L>
<L><HI>A &s;ea of love I &s;ee:</HI></L>
<L><HI>If I be drown'd, I care not, Ile to thee.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh 'tis my choice, 'tis</HI> Davids <HI>voice;</HI></L>
<L><HI>My &s;oul is knit to thine:</HI></L>
<L><HI>A &s;trangers voice was never &s;o divine.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Prove me, my dear, and try if thou can&s;t finde</HI></L>
<L><HI>If my affections be not to thy minde:</HI></L>
<L><HI>If I with&s;tand, thy &s;weet command,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then let me bear the blame,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in thy love put me to publike &s;hame:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or if 'tis meet, fir&s;t &s;hew the &s;hect</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where Virgin thoughts did lie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And thou &s;halt &s;ee the &s;igne of cha&s;tity.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT></Q>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ralph.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do&s;t thou want words, &s;weet friend? Why now I &s;ee</L>
<L>Thou can&s;t comply as well as any man:</L>
<L>Do&s;t think equivocation may pa&s;&s;e free,</L>
<L>And be well taken? We thy words can &s;can:</L>
<L>Say what thou wilt, we know thee: If thou hide</L>
<L>Thy &s;elf within a Wood, weel thee de&s;cry;</L>
<L>Though in a Grove of Woods thou would&s;t abide,</L>
<L>Yet we will trace thee in a Sympathy,</L>
<L>And we can walk with thee within thy cloud,</L>
<L>Who&s;e Pearl-like dew drops words of &s;weet de&s;ire.</L>
<PB N="23" REF="8">
<L>My genius tells me, &s;ure thou art not proud,</L>
<L>Although thy humble breathings do a&s;pire</L>
<L>To &s;peak in lofty words; yet we profe&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Though thou comply, we love thee nere the le&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Harry.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tis true indeed and I acknowledge it,</L>
<L>I do comply, and &s;o I think I may;</L>
<L>And I account it manners, and 'tis fit,</L>
<L>In friendly terms to grant and to gain&s;ay:</L>
<L>But he who&s;e friend&s;hip is but complement,</L>
<L>And onely complementall, I count ba&s;e;</L>
<L>That cour&s;e is quite without my element,</L>
<L>From me &s;uch thoughts I quite away do cha&s;e:</L>
<L>I love my friend that is my friend indeed,</L>
<L>And he &s;hall know my inmo&s;t &s;ecrecies;</L>
<L>The choice&s;t Cates on which my &s;oul doth feed,</L>
<L>That doth &s;upport me in my mi&s;eries,</L>
<L>I will not &s;pare, but freely will impart</L>
<L>The trea&s;ure of my &s;oul, and where 'tis hid,</L>
<L>The wants and the aboundings of my heart,</L>
<L>My faults for which I have bin &s;oundly chid;</L>
<L>My hopes, and fears, my joyes and di&s;contents,</L>
<L>My nakedne&s;&s;e, my &s;hame; I will di&s;cover</L>
<L>My vildne&s;&s;e, and the joyfull ornaments,</L>
<L>I will not hide from thee, my friend, my lover.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thanks, <HI>Harry,</HI> we have born our parts with thee,</L>
<L>But thou ha&s;t born the burden of thy Song;</L>
<L>I would thy &s;oul from angui&s;h were as free</L>
<L>As I could wi&s;h: I tru&s;t thou &s;halt ere long</L>
<L>Receive thy hearts de&s;ire; but &s;tay a while,</L>
<L>With patience wait; but prethee &s;et no time;</L>
<L>The Pilgrims chat doth long&s;ome way beguile,</L>
<L>And loves tran&s;gre&s;&s;ions none doth count a crime.</L>
<L>Onely beware of this, do not reveal</L>
<L>Loves &s;ecrets on thy life, as ye&s;terday</L>
<L>A friend of ours; but &s;tay, I will conceal</L>
<L>His name, for fear he run the more a&s;tray:</L>
<L>For on a day, and 'tis not long ago,</L>
<L>I heard him tune an Oaten-pipe &s;o well,</L>
<PB N="24" REF="9">
<L>That if I &s;hould account him for a foe,</L>
<L>And &s;hould his folly to the Milk-maids tell,</L>
<L>He would forget his mu&s;i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">k, and neglect</L>
<L>His little flock committed to his charge,</L>
<L>And with a neer conceit of di&s;re&s;pect,</L>
<L>De&s;pair, the bounds of folly would enlarge.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>John.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, Brother, &s;tay, be &s;ilent for a while,</L>
<L>We have a rule that's left by noble <HI>Pan,</HI></L>
<L>A principle that hangs upon the file,</L>
<L>That's legible to read for every man;</L>
<L>And for memoriall &s;tands upon record.</L>
<L>Let all your things, &s;weet friends, be done in love;</L>
<L>You are my friends, and I can well afford:</L>
<L>My name which all your Shepherds well approve,</L>
<L>Shall be impos'd upon you; My commands</L>
<L>Are far from being grievous unto tho&s;e</L>
<L>Who&s;e &s;weet affections well inclined &s;tands,</L>
<L>And I no other burden do impo&s;e.</L>
<L>Loves yoak is ca&s;ie and the burthen light,</L>
<L>Sweet is the yoak, no bitterne&s;&s;e at all,</L>
<L>No &s;lavi&s;h fearfull toyl that doth affright;</L>
<L>Therein's no danger for to &s;tand or fall.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ralph.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now we perceive right well the very cau&s;e</L>
<L>Thou lov'&s;t to &s;it alone upon the&s;e Hills,</L>
<L>Not with intent to nullifie the Laws</L>
<L>And liberty of Shepherds with thy will;</L>
<L>For all the liberty that we injoy,</L>
<L>Con&s;i&s;ts in this, if Love but once command,</L>
<L>We are content and willing to obey</L>
<L>No Shepherd on the&s;e Downs will it with&s;tand.</L>
<L>If any Shepherds Lad pre&s;ume to break</L>
<L>The Law of Love of purpo&s;e, and &s;hall tell</L>
<L>Her &s;ecrecies, and &s;hall account them weak</L>
<L>They &s;uch a one will pre&s;ently expell;</L>
<L>To their &s;ociety he &s;hall not come;</L>
<L>The very Milk-maids will begin to hi&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Yea, &s;uch a fellow &s;hall not have a crum</L>
<L>Of any dainties, no not of a ki&s;&s;e:</L>
<PB N="25" REF="9">
<L>His Curds and Cream that he was wont to have</L>
<L>At noon times in the Dairey, when the heat</L>
<L>Of Summer made him kindne&s;&s;e for to crave,</L>
<L>Though much he needed not for to intreat;</L>
<L>He with the Hindes &s;hall &s;tand and cool his feet,</L>
<L>Beg for a favour, and receive a flout.</L>
<L>The poore&s;t Kitchin-maid that he doth meet,</L>
<L>When time &s;hall &s;erve, will make him &s;tand without.</L>
<L>And is not he well &s;erv'd, that &s;hall di&s;clo&s;e</L>
<L>The &s;ecrets of his friend, to do him harm,</L>
<L>When his chief tru&s;t he doth in him repo&s;e,</L>
<L>With many friendly walkings arm in arm?</L>
<L>When promi&s;es of con&s;tant loving hearts,</L>
<L>Viewing wherein his &s;trength and weakne&s;&s;e lies,</L>
<L>Again&s;t the very cour&s;e of Love imparts</L>
<L>To friend and foe his inmo&s;t &s;ecrecies?</L>
<L>Now, hone&s;t <HI>William,</HI> do not hold us long,</L>
<L>But prethee tell the &s;ubject of this Song.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well, then in &s;ober &s;adne&s;&s;e I will tell</L>
<L>The &s;ubject of his Song, though I may mi&s;&s;e</L>
<L>For to expre&s;&s;e the words he fram'd &s;o well;</L>
<L>But, to my be&s;t remembrance, it was this.</L>
</SP>
<Q><TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>The SONG.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>COme, you &s;weet affections all</HI></L>
<L><HI>View the place of</HI> Pan<HI>'s abiding,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And you Shepherds great and &s;mall,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Bring your &s;tocks to his re&s;iding:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shepherde&s;&s;es of the Plains</HI></L>
<L><HI>Bring your in&s;truments well &s;tringed;</HI></L>
<L><HI>You who&s;e Virgin bre&s;ts retains</HI></L>
<L><HI>Darts that flew from Heaven winged.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Noble hearts, of Heavens choice,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Bring your flames of &s;acred firing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>You that can expre&s;&s;e by voice,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Raptures of divine in&s;piring;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Bring your Lutes, and let us hear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And we will your mea&s;ures follow;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Weel the burden help to hear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>By the guidance of</HI> Apollo.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Hand in hand, and heart in heart,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We will tread our pacing mea&s;ures;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Like affections none can part,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Twinning arms, nere-ending plea&s;ures:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tho&s;e whom Heavens hand hath joyn'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who will dare to put a &s;under?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Can Heavens darlings be unkinde?</HI></L>
<L><HI>That would be a mighty wonder.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Natures bounds who can forget?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tis</HI> Pan<HI>'s nature to be loving;</HI></L>
<L><HI>He the waves their bounds hath &s;et,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Their pre&s;umption &s;till reproving:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But</HI> Pan<HI>'s nature overflows</HI></L>
<L><HI>Lofty Hills, and brings them under;</HI></L>
<L><HI>In the Sea they &s;tand in Rowes</HI></L>
<L><HI>Mollifi'd and rent in &s;under.</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="26" REF="10">
<LG>
<L><HI>In his name we will rejoyce,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In his nature we will wander;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Through the de&s;arts are our choice,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where compell'd by no Commander:</HI></L>
<L><HI>We can no commands they,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though they <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> with &s;trong per&s;wading;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nature taught as to gain&s;ay</HI></L>
<L><HI>And <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> the wills ineading.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>But methinks Thear a voice</HI></L>
<L><HI>From the <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> of &s;afe a&s;&s;uring,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who in &s;afety do <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"></HI></L>
<L><HI>Yet in bonds them&s;elves inuring:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But another veice ra&s;s'd by,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Freely <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> in my hearing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>He, come forth, my Dove, and bie</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thee to a place of better cheering.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>New the <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> Winter's pa&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ha<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">, and Snow, and Weather beatings,</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"></HI> Sol <HI>away hath cha&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though with &s;weet and fair intreatings;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shadows <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word">, and get you hence,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Come <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">o more to hurt our &s;eeing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>To thy nothingne&s;&s;e, from whence</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou derice&s;t all thy being.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Now the lovely Spring is come,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And each Bird in &s;afety &s;ingeth,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Counting every place their home,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where their Airy-wings them bringeth.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sweet affections they flee high,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Far above all dying, being,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Almo&s;t to eternity,</HI></L>
<L><HI>From the hands o<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"> Fowlers freeing.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Ye&s;ternight T<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">pa&s;t alone,</HI></L>
<L><HI>By the light of</HI> Luna<HI>'s &s;hining,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Purpo&s;ely to hear a Song,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I perceived the friendly twining</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of the Trees and Bu&s;hes kinde,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who mo&s;t friendly ki&s;s't each other;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Arm i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"> Arm their Branches twin'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Like the childe that hugs the mother,</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Pa&s;&s;ing further by a Dale,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Full of thoughts and &s;weet conceivings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>There I heard a Nightingale,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e &s;weet mirth was &s;en&s;e bereavings:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh, thought I, if Songs of night</HI></L>
<L><HI>Be &s;o joyfull in our hearing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ravi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">ments of greater might</HI></L>
<L><HI>Will be &s;een at Sun's appearing;</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Now the glad&s;ome Sun doth ri&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And the Earth in her be&s;t dre&s;&s;ing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And each Bird doth memorize,</HI></L>
<L>Pan<HI>'s great acts, and might expre&s;&s;ing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>How he hath de&s;troyed quite</HI></L>
<L><HI>Welves, and Foxes, Bears, and Lions,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And deliver'd by his might,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The di&s;tre&s;&s;ed Lambs of</HI> Sion<HI>'s.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Now rejoyce, thou little Hill,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Little in thine e&s;timation;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou &s;halt be beloved &s;till,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And a Crown of exaltation</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shall be given unto thee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who art</HI> Pan<HI>'s delight and plea&s;ure;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou, ab thou, art onely &s;he</HI></L>
<L><HI>&V;nto whom he brings his trea&s;ure.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>All his living Springs abide</HI></L>
<L><HI>In thy Bre&s;t, thou Queen of Nations;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And from thee they do divide</HI></L>
<L><HI>Into &s;treams, who&s;e elevations</HI></L>
<L><HI>Soon de&s;cending to the plains,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where each Shepherds Boy re&s;orteth,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which their thir&s;ty &s;oul &s;u&s;tains,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where our Lambs and Kidlings &s;porteth.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Yet I heard, not long ago,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shrew'd reports of Shepherds &s;triving</HI></L>
<L><HI>For a Well who&s;e &s;prings did flow</HI></L>
<L><HI>With &s;weet &s;treams of &s;oul reviving;</HI></L>
<L><HI>The contention grew &s;o hot,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Almo&s;t unto Daggers drawing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But the anger was forget,</HI></L>
<L><HI>By</HI> Pan<HI>'s wi&s;edom over-awing.</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="27" REF="10">
<LG>
<L><HI>We are called by thy name,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh thou mighty</HI> Pan, <HI>who&s;e dwelling</HI></L>
<L><HI>Is beyond the common fame,</HI></L>
<L><HI>All our Shepherds far excelling:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For from thee they do derive</HI></L>
<L><HI>All their wi&s;edom how to order,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And their tender flocks to drive,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Till they come to</HI> Canaan<HI>'s border.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Like an Oyntment powred forth,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e &s;weet &s;ent enflames the &s;en&s;es,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">n<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"> o<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">our of great worth,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Purcha&s;ed with great expences;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Right &s;o precious for to hear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Is thy name, and &s;weetly &s;oundeth;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And from Hills and Dales do rear</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ecchoes that thy fame re&s;oundeth?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Every Shepherds Boy that walks</HI></L>
<L><HI>All along the&s;e Downs and Mountains,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of his bounty alway talks:</HI></L>
<L><HI>T'other day by yonder Fountains,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sate each lovely Shepherde&s;&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>Singing Songs, and Mu&s;ick playing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Each one in her Virgins dre&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With Love's ornaments arraying.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT></Q>
<LG>
<L>The&s;e were the words, but I will tell you more:</L>
<L>Upon a day when all alone he &s;ate</L>
<L>Under a Hill, upon his head he wore</L>
<L>A kinde of Wreath, well wrought, and delicate,</L>
<L>With dainty Flowers, that well I cannot name;</L>
<L>As Ro&s;es, Violets, Hearts-ea&s;e, Columbines,</L>
<L>The tender Lilly, Tulips of great fame,</L>
<L>Wall-Flowers, and Honey-Suckles, that entwines;</L>
<L>Sweet-Marjoram, and Sweet-Bryer, Cow&s;lips, Marigolds,</L>
<L>Primro&s;es, pretty Dazies, Jilly-Flowers,</L>
<L>The Hollyoak in doubles manifolds,</L>
<L>And many more, brought in by <HI>April</HI> &s;howers,</L>
<L>There wanted nothing but the Lawrell-Bay;</L>
<L>Me thought it did become the Lad &s;o well,</L>
<L>That in affection I am bold to &s;ay,</L>
<L>Mo&s;t Lads upon the&s;e Downs he did excell.</L>
<L>But to be brief, I crept upon all four,</L>
<L>And &s;ecretly, un&s;een, I came &s;o neer him;</L>
<L>'Twas ten to one I came in &s;uch an hour,</L>
<L>When he began to &s;ing, to over-hear him,</L>
<L>Upon his Pipe he played and &s;weetly &s;ing:</L>
<L>I hearkned to his tunes with great delight:</L>
<L>Then in a rage his Pipe away he flung:</L>
<L>Yet all this while I kept me from his &s;ight.</L>
<L>All this I &s;peak, that &s;o I might remove</L>
<L>The prejudice that I perceive remains</L>
<PB N="28" REF="11">
<L>Within your Bre&s;ts, the dwelling place of love,</L>
<L>Who with delight <HI>Pan</HI>'s precepts entertains:</L>
<L>For we are &s;ervants unto noble <HI>Pan,</HI></L>
<L>And have and do ob&s;erve his nature well,</L>
<L>His no<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">le kindne&s;&s;e unto every man,</L>
<L>With love he u&s;eth onely to compell:</L>
<L>This is his nature, and it is no &s;hame</L>
<L>To imitate his nature with de&s;ire;</L>
<L>Not onely to be called by his name,</L>
<L>But to a further neerne&s;&s;e to a&s;pire;</L>
<L>Not onely for to love his likene&s;&s;e &s;weet,</L>
<L>When with delight we view tho&s;e glad&s;ome beams;</L>
<L>But with his nature one another greet,</L>
<L>And from that nature &s;end forth lovely &s;treams,</L>
<L>As &s;treams of mercy, and of &s;uffering long,</L>
<L>Patient in waiting, &s;eeking every hour</L>
<L>To win with love, without compul&s;ion &s;trong,</L>
<L>And without fury hear what others &s;ay.</L>
<L>And now, &s;weet friends, you that de&s;ire to hear</L>
<L>The matter of his Song, I pray draw neer.</L>
</LG>
<Q><TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>The SONG.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>Come neer affections,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And help with thy directions,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To &s;ing this Song of love;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And we together,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Will take a part of either,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The &s;ame more light will prove:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For now di&s;may'd I &s;it, and make my moan,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And I am &s;earfull</HI></L>
<L><HI>It will prove direfull,</HI></L>
<L><HI>A burden heavy for to bear alone:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Twill break my heart, I think, that thou bear none.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>And now I wonder</HI></L>
<L><HI>To hear &s;ome &s;peak like Thunder,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Love's darlings for to awe,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And to affright them,</HI></L>
<L><HI>As if they would endite them,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And give Love's bounds a Law:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Love, that &s;o deep and pa&s;t their ouring wounds:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But love is boundle&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Her Law is groundle&s;&s;e:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Love cannot be contain'd in humane bounds,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor will we yeeld to them on &s;uch &s;mall grounds.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>For though we langui&s;h,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And live a while in angui&s;h,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We know Love &s;hall prevail;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Love's &s;weet conceivings</HI></L>
<L><HI>Are no abortive heavings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our mindes for to a&s;&s;ail:</HI></L>
<L><HI>No plea&s;ant baits can us allure agen:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For we are carried,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our mindes are married</HI></L>
<L><HI>To things above the common reach of men:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh Arm of Fle&s;h, how weak wilt thou he then!</HI></L>
<PB N="29" REF="11">
<L><HI>But yet we wander,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&V;n&s;een of each by-&s;tander,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In uncouth wayes;</HI></L>
<L><HI>The&s;e de&s;ert places,</HI></L>
<L><HI>W<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">hardly ken the traces</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of &s;heep that &s;trayes:</HI></L>
<L><HI>We wander up and down, and pa&s;&s;e the &s;prings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;ee no creature</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of form and feature,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That we can love as the&s;e de&s;pi&s;ed things;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And we well know that &s;ame hath flying wings.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>But obthe deare&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In my affection neare&s;t;</HI></L>
<L><HI>My heart deth &s;ail to tell,</HI></L>
<L><HI>How I have loved,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Since fir&s;t my minde approved</HI></L>
<L><HI>The vertue that doth dwell</HI></L>
<L><HI>Within that bre&s;t that &s;wells with things divine;</HI></L>
<L><HI>From who&s;e out-flowings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The&s;e tender growings</HI></L>
<L><HI>Refre&s;h the &s;en&s;e, as with in&s;piring Wine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in the&s;e rayes the deity doth &s;hine.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>I heard one talking,</HI></L>
<L><HI>As I alone was walking</HI></L>
<L><HI>On yonder lovely Plain,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With words of &s;corning,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Rich minder, but poor adorning,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Love's honour for to &s;tain:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But I will hold it for a point of faith,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The wor&s;t tran&s;gre&s;&s;ions,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In Love's expre&s;&s;ions,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The Law of Love, which is as &s;trong as death,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Commands to hide, as long as there is breath.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Ile &s;tay and re&s;t me,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy &s;weetne&s;&s;e hath po&s;&s;e&s;t me,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And I have faith in this;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou wilt not fail me,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though long delayes may quail me,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And I much joy may mi&s;&s;e:</HI></L>
<L><HI>The thir&s;ty &s;oul, alas, brooks no delay;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And time comes flying,</HI></L>
<L><HI>There's no denying,</HI></L>
<L><HI>There's no intreats will make him for to &s;tay:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Bald time farewell, for ever and a day.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>My minde repo&s;es,</HI></L>
<L><HI>As on a bed of Ro&s;es,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Although &s;ometimes I finde</HI></L>
<L><HI>Some contradiction,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which may prove but a fiction</HI></L>
<L><HI>For to ore&s;way my minde:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But when I overlook tho&s;e lovely Hills</HI></L>
<L><HI>With heart upri&s;ing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And highly prizing</HI></L>
<L><HI>That influence that Hills and Vallies fills,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Right &s;weetly then my &s;waying pa&s;&s;ion &s;tills.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT></Q>
<LG>
<L>Friends, now you &s;ee the noblene&s;&s;e of love,</L>
<L>That con&s;ters all things to the better part,</L>
<L>And is content and willing to remove</L>
<L>All blocks and rubs that &s;weet affection thwart;</L>
<L>Malignant nature, and revengefull &s;pleen</L>
<L>Sends quite a &s;wimming in the ragefull waves</L>
<L>Of black confu&s;ion never to be &s;een,</L>
<L>To bla&s;t our good intentions with their braves;</L>
<L>But there's a friend that keeps by yonder Plains,</L>
<L>That drives his flock &s;o neer the Hazlewoods,</L>
<L>That to my knowledge mighty lo&s;&s;e &s;u&s;tains;</L>
<L>And very lately I have under&s;tood</L>
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<L>By &s;ome of his acquaintance, not unknown</L>
<L>To &s;ome of us here pre&s;ent, that his lo&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Is extraordinary, that he is grown</L>
<L>Unto a melancholly humour, and &s;o cro&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>That he will &s;carce admit &s;ociety</L>
<L>With any friends that come in loving &s;ort</L>
<L>For to advi&s;e, but &s;aith they come to &s;pie,</L>
<L>That &s;o they may his weakne&s;&s;es report:</L>
<L>But I dare &s;ay, not any one that's here</L>
<L>Can take delight to view his moody fits,</L>
<L>But as a matter that concerns them neer;</L>
<L>Abhors the &s;eat where Scorn and Envy &s;its;</L>
<L>For we were alwayes better taught I'm &s;ure,</L>
<L>And &s;ee our Ma&s;ter's practi&s;e every day:</L>
<L>A noble pre&s;ident he gives for to inure,</L>
<L>Nature compels our wills for to obey.</L>
<L><HI>Oh Sacred &s;treams of Heavens influence</HI></L>
<L><HI>Divine inspiring, How can we forget</HI></L>
<L><HI>The &s;pring of thy divine intelligence,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That every day our barren &s;oyl doth wet,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And makes our coa&s;t of de&s;ert places &s;pring</HI></L>
<L><HI>With various &s;weets, and flowers of the prime?</HI></L>
<L><HI>For&s;aken and despi&s;ed Valleys &s;ing</HI></L>
<L><HI>With rich abounding plenty in our clime,</HI></L>
<L><HI>By the &s;till waters glyding through the Plains;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Contentedly we &s;it and &s;pend our hours,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Wherewith &s;upply of Pa&s;tures green &s;u&s;tains,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And every day refre&s;h with dews and &s;howers</HI></L>
<L><HI>The heritage of thrice adored</HI> Pan,</L>
<L><HI>Which makes them bring forth twins when they do come</HI></L>
<L><HI>From Wa&s;hing: Where the &s;treams of love began,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The time of love a rich increa&s;e &s;ends home.</HI></L>
<L>But &s;tay a while, I purpo&s;e to relate</L>
<L>The matter of his lo&s;&s;e whereof I &s;pake,</L>
<L>That &s;o we may his ca&s;e commi&s;erate,</L>
<L>And &s;ympathizing his, our &s;orrows make;</L>
<L>He &s;hall be namele&s;&s;e at this time, lea&s;t I</L>
<L>Should add unto his &s;orrows; for I &s;wear</L>
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<L>I would not do him the lea&s;t injury,</L>
<L>Though I might gain the fleece his flock doth wear:</L>
<L>But to be brief, our Ma&s;ter &s;et him forth</L>
<L>With Sheep-hook in his hand, and with a flock</L>
<L>Of Kids and Lambs, that were of mighty worth,</L>
<L>Which after he had led beyond the Rock</L>
<L>That &s;tands beneath that high a&s;piring Hill,</L>
<L>Which you may view with your per&s;pective Gla&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>A mighty Wood the upland grounds doth fill,</L>
<L>And by that Wood he every day did pa&s;&s;e:</L>
<L>In hand&s;ome order for a while he kept</L>
<L>His pretty Lambs, and fed them with great care;</L>
<L>But &s;o it was, one afternoon he &s;lept,</L>
<L>Out comes a Woolf, and too and fro did &s;tare;</L>
<L>But when he &s;aw no creature to re&s;i&s;t</L>
<L>His hungry madne&s;&s;e, he began to catch</L>
<L>At Kids and Lambs, but by good hap he mi&s;s't</L>
<L>The principall, yet other two did &s;natch,</L>
<L>And worried them, and kill'd, and &s;uckt their blood,</L>
<L>And drew them to the Wood that was &s;o nigh;</L>
<L>The flock the while without re&s;i&s;tance &s;tood</L>
<L>Amazed, yet did neither bleat nor cry.</L>
<L>But yet, thus much I dare be bold to &s;ay,</L>
<L>Had he but bin awak't, and bin aware,</L>
<L>He would have fought, and made a bloody fray;</L>
<L>For two or three of them he would not care:</L>
<L>But &s;o it was, the young man he began</L>
<L>To rouze him&s;elf, and looking all about,</L>
<L>He &s;aw his flock were fled, and then he ran</L>
<L>To bring them in again, and made no doubt</L>
<L>Of any lo&s;&s;e, becau&s;e he &s;aw &s;o many</L>
<L>That did pre&s;ent them&s;elves unto his view,</L>
<L>Thought all was well, yet neither there was any</L>
<L>Appearance; whereupon he fearle&s;&s;e grew:</L>
<L>Well, that pa&s;s'd on, and then it was not long,</L>
<L>But there befell another lo&s;&s;e was wor&s;e;</L>
<L>For on a day when he was gone among</L>
<L>The we&s;tern Lads, as 'twas &s;ometimes his cour&s;e,</L>
<PB N="32" REF="13">
<L>To go a merry making, and to leave</L>
<L>His&s;lock along the Hedge-rows &s;afely feeding,</L>
<L>At lea&s;t he thought them &s;afe, nor did conceive</L>
<L>The lea&s;t &s;u&s;pect of &s;uch like danger breeding:</L>
<L>When he was gone out of the Wood, there comes</L>
<L>A fell devouring Bea&s;t, a furious Bore,</L>
<L>His Tusks &s;tood out, and at the mouth he fomes,</L>
<L>And running on, &s;ome half a dozen tore;</L>
<L>And of the Lambs made &s;uch a heavy wrack,</L>
<L>That 't was a wonder to behold the &s;poil,</L>
<L>How he their fle&s;h did tear, and bones did crack;</L>
<L>But having fill'd his paunch, did back recoyl.</L>
<L>The flocks were all di&s;per&s;t among the Bryars,</L>
<L>Who fled for Shelter to the Thorny Hedge;</L>
<L>At la&s;t runs forth a Bear, and quickly tires,</L>
<L>And worried half a &s;core, and took their pledge;</L>
<L>But all this while the Shepherd did forget</L>
<L>His flock, that in di&s;pair ran to and fro;</L>
<L>But he among&s;t his boon companions &s;et</L>
<L>His re&s;olution, yet he would not go.</L>
<L><HI>Ah &s;illy Lambs, re&s;i&s;tle&s;&s;e in your harms,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Wa&s;ted and &s;poyl'd, yet &s;hew no di&s;content:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Spoyl'd of all, yet nere a&s;&s;uming arms,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Can you &s;ub&s;i&s;t in this your element?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Content to live, contented for to die,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Content in wants, contented to enjoy</HI></L>
<L><HI>A greater &s;tore, content in mi&s;ery:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Is this your nature never to be coy?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Wonder in nature, nature without art,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Infu&s;ed nature, far beyond all teaching;</HI></L>
<L><HI>No creature el&s;e this nature can impart;</HI></L>
<L><HI>'Tis Foxes nature to be &s;till ont-reaching:</HI></L>
<L><HI>The furious Lion, Lions doth beget,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;ome men &s;ay their &s;trength lieth in their eyes;</HI></L>
<L><HI>What ere he &s;eeth; he's bold thereon to &s;et;</HI></L>
<L><HI>On noble things he dares to make a prize:</HI></L>
<L><HI>The raving Woolf hath alwayes Woolvi&s;h tricks;</HI></L>
<L><HI>He hath a voice, and by that voice doth call</HI></L>
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<L><HI>&V;nto his fellows, which their ears up pricks,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And other creatures quickly bring in thrall:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where Woolfs prevail, no mercy is expected;</HI></L>
<L><HI>It is their nature, and who ever &s;aw</HI></L>
<L><HI>Them change their nature, or could be corrected,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To bring them in &s;ubjection to a law?</HI></L>
<L><HI>The Bear begets his like, the &s;he doth bring</HI></L>
<L><HI>Forth a rude lump that's quite without a form;</HI></L>
<L><HI>She licks it over till a formall thing</HI></L>
<L><HI>Appears in &s;ight, then furiou&s;ly doth &s;torm;</HI></L>
<L><HI>If any one pre&s;ume to touch her young,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And rob her of her whelps &s;he loves mo&s;t dearly,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shall quickly know &s;heel put up no &s;uch wrong;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sheel follow to the quick, and touch them nearly.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Boars beget Boars, and Swine have filthy natures,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And have their &s;u&s;tenance from filthy things;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And of their like they do produce more creatures,</HI></L>
<L><HI>No Bea&s;t but that, &s;o many young ones brings:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Wa&s;h'd nere &s;o clear, they'l wallow in the mire;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Drink till th y'r drunk, and &s;ometimes bur&s;t withall:</HI></L>
<L><HI>When Hor&s;es drink, they'l mode&s;tly retire;</HI></L>
<L><HI>No other creature we may Swini&s;h call.</HI></L>
<L>But this digre&s;&s;ion helps not my intent;</L>
<L>The Shepherd he looks out, and &s;ees his flock,</L>
<L>Some lo&s;t, &s;ome &s;poil'd, &s;ome torn, and deadly rent;</L>
<L>Then pre&s;ently he ran into the Rock,</L>
<L>With an intent to ca&s;t him&s;elf away,</L>
<L>Down to the depth, almo&s;t as low as Hell:</L>
<L>But &s;o it fell, the Rock did prove his &s;tay,</L>
<L>And in amaz upon the Rock he fell;</L>
<L>And lying in di&s;pair, half on, half over,</L>
<L>At la&s;t came to him&s;elf, and look't about him,</L>
<L>And &s;ees the Rook, and doth the deep di&s;cover,</L>
<L>All danger &s;ees, within him and without him,</L>
<L>Lifts up his eyes unto the bending Hills,</L>
<L>Half dead and lo&s;t, a&s;hamed of his hope,</L>
<L>His former vain and &s;pacious hopes di&s;tills,</L>
<L>And brings their &s;pirits to a narrow &s;cope.</L>
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<L><HI>Ah, whither &s;hall I flee, for to e&s;cape</HI></L>
<L><HI>The hand of</HI> Pan <HI>my ma&s;ter; if I fall</HI></L>
<L><HI>Down to the deep, there I may &s;ee his &s;hape;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Were I in Holl I'de hearken to his call.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ah, I have often heard his lovely voice,</HI></L>
<L><HI>How he per&s;wades with &s;weetne&s;&s;e every day;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Leaves all men free, and puts them to their choice,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To yeeld him free obedience, or gain&s;ay:</HI></L>
<L><HI>He nere provokes to anger any one,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor doth di&s;courage tho&s;e he entertains</HI></L>
<L><HI>Into his &s;ervice: Tho&s;e that will be gon<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And will not &s;erve, they the mo&s;t lo&s;&s;e &s;u&s;tains.</HI></L>
<L>And after many &s;ad complaints were &s;pent,</L>
<L>He was re&s;olved to return to <HI>Pan;</HI></L>
<L>But I beleeve, right &s;ure, the <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">ad was &s;hent,</L>
<L>For t'other day, I met him pale and wan;</L>
<L>And then becau&s;e I &s;aw him di&s;contented,</L>
<L>I &s;ung this Song, that I before invented.</L>
</LG>
<Q><TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>The SONG.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>WEll met my friend, me thinks I long to hear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>How it hath far'd with thee, this many a yeer;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Why art thou &s;trange to him, that is thy friend,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And turn'd about with every bla&s;t of winde?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Me thinks thou look'&s;t with &s;orrow in thy face;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And I would joy, if that might purcha&s;e grace:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But if thy grief from outward objects &s;pring,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then 'tis my woe, to hear &s;o har&s;h a thing.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>For there's no cure to ea&s;e thee of thy pain,</HI></L>
<L><HI>No outward Pillars can thy &s;oul &s;u&s;tain;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy &s;oul's divine, and 'tis no common hand</HI></L>
<L><HI>That can &s;upport thee in this forrain Land.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Return, return, and lay the&s;e words to heart,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let not &s;elf love over-&s;way thy noble part:</HI></L>
<L><HI>What would&s;t thou have, or what can&s;t thou require?</HI></L>
<L><HI>With humble words &s;ub&s;cribe thy hearts de&s;ire.</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="35" REF="14">
<LG>
<L><HI>Is there no &s;oul to &s;ympathize with thine?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Why in thy bre&s;t do&s;t thou thy grief confine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Quite from thy friends, as if they were thine own,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And none but thine, unfit for to be known?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Know, thou ha&s;t friends, and they are friends indeed,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That's pre&s;t to help, at every time of need,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That &s;tands unmov'd, though &s;torms of grief ari&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And as their own accounts thy mi&s;eries.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>'Tis not a bla&s;t of mi&s;conceived wrong,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor evill nature of a venom'd tongue;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Malignant words, nor &s;lie deln ling charms,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Cannot unloo&s;e their friendly twining arms.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Huge floods of Water cannot quench this fire;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Showers of contentious &s;trivings may conspire,</HI></L>
<L><HI>But over past revivings, are &s;oon &s;een;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Rainbows appear that's blew, that's red, and green:</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>A &s;acred &s;igne that Heavens rage is pa&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>He takes no plea&s;ure, for to &s;poil and w<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Dispairing &s;oul look up, the skie is clear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The flouds are pa&s;t, the Olive boughs appear.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Art thou a &s;tranger onely on our coa&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And dost not know of that which men talk mo&s;t?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Do&s;t thou not know, the &s;oul mu&s;t pa&s;&s;e the fire,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And then attain the end of her de&s;ire?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>The Husbandman that &s;ows his precious &s;eed,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With patient waiting is full well agreed</HI></L>
<L><HI>To &s;tay his time, and &s;leeps, and wakes, and &s;ees</HI></L>
<L><HI>His crop comes for ward daily by degrees.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Fair Innocence de&s;ires not to be hid;</HI></L>
<L><HI>The crafty minde is fearfull to be chid</HI></L>
<L><HI>No cloak of zeal for covering &s;he doth &s;trive;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Fair Innocence on every ground will thrive.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>No barren &s;oyl &s;eems barren in her eye.</HI></L>
<L><HI>That which mo&s;t &s;eers carcle&s;ly ca&s;t by.</HI></L>
<PB N="36" REF="15">
<L><HI>&V;nfruitfull fields, with Bryers overgrowe:</HI></L>
<L><HI>In her e&s;teem are firte&s;t to be &s;own.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Things quite despi&s;ed in the worlds e&s;teem;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Things l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;&s;e then nothing to the Sen&s;es &s;eem:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But that men &s;ee, they &s;ee with their own eyes;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But Heaven di&s;cerns their fooli&s;h fallacies.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>And &s;hall we think our waiting over-long,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And that Heavens hand ore-&s;ways things to our wrong</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh, no dear &s;oul, thou &s;halt ere long receive</HI></L>
<L><HI>Refre&s;hings &s;weet; let vapours take their leave.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Do&s;t thou not know that Fortunes fickle wheel,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With fooli&s;h favours to and fro doth reel:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Bears &s;ome aloft on wings of flying fame,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And on a trice their glory turns to &s;hame?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Even &s;o it is with every thing below,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That's underneath the Suns fair &s;hining &s;how;</HI></L>
<L><HI>His peircing rayes gives light to every plant;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But growing low, their vigour quickly want.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>The Marygold &s;ends forth its &s;preading flower,</HI></L>
<L><HI>While&s;t lovely Sun displayes his quickning power;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But having run his circuit to the We&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Their Curtains clo&s;e, and &s;adly take their re&s;t.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>The &s;weete&s;t flowers in</HI> May, <HI>and joyfull</HI> June,</L>
<L><HI>When every Bird chants forth &s;ome pretty tune:</HI></L>
<L><HI>I think 'tis pity &s;uch &s;weet flowers &s;hould die,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And pretty Birds &s;hould cea&s;e their melody.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>When I perseive the glad&s;ome &s;pring come on,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And chilling cold of Winter blasts are gone;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And Earth is cloathed in her be&s;t array,</HI></L>
<L><HI>As if intending to keep Holiday:</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Oh then I look, and weigh with heavy chear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>What changes come to pa&s;&s;e within a yeer:</HI></L>
<L><HI>In little time the flowery fields grow gray;</HI></L>
<L><HI>When gray turns white, expect not long to &s;tay.</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="37" REF="15">
<LG>
<L><HI>Cea&s;e pretty Birds, forgo your &s;ugred notes;</HI></L>
<L><HI>The plea&s;ant Hills and Vallies change their coats;</HI></L>
<L><HI>The dainty flowers gain'd with great expence,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Are &s;tinking ripe, and fouly mar the &s;en&s;e.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>The faire&s;t beauty ever mortall &s;aw,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who like the Load&s;tone, humane eyes doth draw;</HI></L>
<L><HI>When living breath doth cea&s;e, &s;he is laid by,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And is no more an object to the eye.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Ah dying glory, now I &s;ee thy face;</HI></L>
<L><HI>The time, the per&s;ons, and the lovely place:</HI></L>
<L><HI>I &s;ee, I &s;ee thou live&s;t among&s;t the graves,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And times best champions are but golden &s;laves.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>As little Riv'lets run from every Spring,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And to the River all their trea&s;ure bring;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then all in one, runs freely to the main,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And from the Ocean nere returns again.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>The mother Earth is ready to embrace,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And entertainment gives to all her race:</HI></L>
<L><HI>She huggs her children &s;weetly in her Arms,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With mutuall ki&s;&s;es, fearle&s;&s;e of all harms.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT></Q>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well fare thy heart, my friend, and friend to all,</L>
<L>And foe to none, me thinks I do admire</L>
<L>This charity that comes at every call,</L>
<L>And from di&s;tre&s;&s;ed friends did&s;t nere retire.</L>
<L>Thou art &s;o like our noble ma&s;ter, who</L>
<L>With patience bears, and waits for our return;</L>
<L>And in our wandring, where&s;oever go,</L>
<L>And almo&s;t lo&s;t; is &s;ad when we do mourn.</L>
<L>And now I wonder thou can&s;t imitate</L>
<L>So well our ma&s;ters goodne&s;&s;e, and art changed</L>
<L>Into his likene&s;&s;e: Thou that wa&s;t of late</L>
<L>Quite from the wayes of <HI>Pan</HI> almo&s;t e&s;tranged&punc;</L>
<L>Now I per&s;wade my &s;elf, thy flook and thee</L>
<L>Have kept &s;o long upon the&s;e flowery plains,</L>
<PB N="38" REF="16">
<L>That thou &s;ome vi&s;ion manife&s;t did&s;t &s;ee,</L>
<L>Such lovely light (me thinks) thy bre&s;t retains:</L>
<L>And thus I thought, there's &s;omething in the winde,</L>
<L>That makes the Lad thus lovely in our &s;ight:</L>
<L>His entercour&s;e with <HI>Pan;</HI> for when I minde</L>
<L>Things pa&s;t and gone, yet living in the light;</L>
<L>And when I call to minde the neer relation</L>
<L>He hath to us, and we to one another,</L>
<L>It brings me to a higher contemplation;</L>
<L>Nor will, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">or dare, nor can we &s;uch things &s;mother:</L>
<L>So far am I from being envious</L>
<L>To &s;ee thy flock to pro&s;per in thy keeping,</L>
<L>That I rejoyce thy flock increa&s;eth thus:</L>
<L>And I oft think of thee awake, and &s;leeping;</L>
<L>Yea, in my dreams, me thinks, &s;ometimes I &s;ee</L>
<L>Our ma&s;ter <HI>Pan</HI> and thee conver&s;e together;</L>
<L>And then me thought the&s;e words he &s;pake to thee,</L>
<L>Go fetch thy flock, and bring them up all hither,</L>
<L>And let me &s;ee tho&s;e Lambs of my de&s;ire;</L>
<L>For I am plea&s;ed well to &s;ee thy care;</L>
<L>I &s;ee thy heart's upright, and love entire,</L>
<L>And I con&s;ider what thy watchings are;</L>
<L>I weigh thy pains, and how thou break'&s;t thy &s;leep,</L>
<L>To keep thy flocks in fro&s;ty winter nights,</L>
<L>And in the heat of &s;ummer thou do&s;t keep</L>
<L>Them from the wicked vermine that affrights;</L>
<L>Yea. I have often heard thy Songs of night,</L>
<L>When I pa&s;s't by the Sheep-coats undi&s;cern'd;</L>
<L>In &s;uch like breathings, I take great delight,</L>
<L>And to my joy thou ha&s;t contentment learn'd:</L>
<L>Thou art contented, if it Hail or Snow;</L>
<L>For any weather thou art well provided,</L>
<L>And clothed with content, what winde ereblow;</L>
<L>Content and thee are &s;eldom times divided.</L>
<L>In blu&s;tring &s;torms and tempe&s;ts, fla&s;hing fire,</L>
<L>Of thunder, and of lightning, I have known</L>
<L>Thee &s;it and &s;ing; then for a while retire,</L>
<L>Untill the &s;torm be pa&s;t, and over-blown.</L>
<PB N="39" REF="16">
<L>This was my dream, and when I did awake,</L>
<L>My thoughts were then the &s;ame, and &s;o are &s;till,</L>
<L>And would a greater matter undertake,</L>
<L>Then I will &s;peak of, that I may fulfill</L>
<L>My former promi&s;e, when with hand in hand,</L>
<L>And heart in heart, we pa&s;s'd along the Hills,</L>
<L>We thought we had the Mountains at command,</L>
<L>And could remove them quite again&s;t their wille:</L>
<L>But when we &s;aw our weakne&s;&s;e, we began</L>
<L>For to be think how far we were unable</L>
<L>To undertake what never any man</L>
<L>But <HI>Pan</HI> him&s;elf, that's onely imitable:</L>
<L>Bold re&s;olutions then again we made,</L>
<L>When we went to de&s;cry what pa&s;tures lay,</L>
<L>Where we found Giants ready to invade,</L>
<L>And kept our Southern Shepherds at a bay;</L>
<L>They &s;topt the pa&s;&s;ages, where we were wont</L>
<L>To lead our flocks to water, and the Well</L>
<L>Was anciently in every mans account</L>
<L>To be our ma&s;ters; and the old men tell,</L>
<L>They have Records to &s;how it was a gift,</L>
<L>Of <HI>Pans</HI> donation many yeers ago;</L>
<L>And albeit, they make a dogged &s;hift,</L>
<L>To keep them from it, where they will or no;</L>
<L>Yet we do purpo&s;e er't be long to try</L>
<L>A title with them, and to make them &s;how</L>
<L>By what authority they do deny</L>
<L>Our flocks their Water, and our Gra&s;&s;e do mowe:</L>
<L>But let us cea&s;e our chat a little while,</L>
<L>And &s;ing a Song our time for to beguile.</L>
</SP>
<Q><TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>The SONG.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>I Wonder mo&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That &s;ome do boa&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of their great roa&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yet &s;till are lank and lean;</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">is lean as rakes,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Souls food for&s;akes.</HI></L>
<L><HI>And plea&s;ures takes</HI></L>
<L><HI>Among&s;t the bea&s;ts unclean,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who wanting wings to flie &s;o bie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The Eagles food cannot e&s;pie.</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="40" REF="17">
<LG>
<L><HI>Some toy<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"> and &s;weat,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters"> Ayr doth beat,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To ge<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> meat;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> have &s;ome feeding:</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 line"></HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> her fair,</HI></L>
<L><HI>She <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">&s;t repair</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> former breeding.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Po<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">r &s;oul thou want<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t the Eagie cye,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The Lamb like nature to e&s;pie.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>The Dove like eye,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Rate cha&s;tity,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Doth <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">awry,</HI></L>
<L><HI>If <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">c h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">r ma<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">e be mi&s;&s;ing:</HI></L>
<L><HI>And there's no wight</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">ees in her &s;ight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Can work delight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>She br<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">ks not others ki&s;&s;ing.</HI></L>
<L><HI>P<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">r &s;o<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">d thou can&s;t not re&s;t e&s;pie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>B<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">au&s;e thou want<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t the Dove like eye.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Then come and &s;ee</HI></L>
<L><HI>All you that be</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or bond or free:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ho, cery &s;oul that flies,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">n would re&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>Within that bre&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where &s;ouls are ble&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And to your being bies.</HI></L>
<L><HI>The thir&s;ty &s;oul brooks no delay;</HI></L>
<L><HI>You that have wings make ha&s;te away.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Come noble hearts.</HI></L>
<L><HI>That act your parts</HI></L>
<L><HI>With roy all darte,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">afts of deadly woundings:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ride on and hie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Victoriou&s;ly;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let Arrows flie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&V;nto your foes confoundings.</HI></L>
<L><HI>As long as they do breathing lie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ply them with darts of Amity.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Come</HI> David <HI>play</HI></L>
<L><HI>A roundelay;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy mu&s;ick may</HI></L>
<L><HI>The&s;e furious fiends &s;end packing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And for loves &s;ake,</HI></L>
<L><HI>A circle make,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;ave our &s;take,</HI></L>
<L><HI>For we of love are lacking;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For wicked</HI> Saul <HI>is hard to plea&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy mu&s;ick onely can give ca&s;e.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>I have a friend</HI></L>
<L><HI>That &s;tayes behinde,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sticks in my minde;</HI></L>
<L><HI>I pitty his mi&s;taking:</HI></L>
<L><HI>He is &s;o blinde,</HI></L>
<L><HI>He cannot finde</HI></L>
<L><HI>The Lamb like kinde;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But with the Wolves partaking.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our Sheep and Lambs he doth dete&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And loves the Woolvi&s;h nature be&s;t.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Come hither</HI> Grace,</L>
<L><HI>Stay here a &s;pace,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And view the face</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of yonder Bride preparing:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Her noble dre&s;&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>She doth expre&s;&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>In humblene&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And meekne&s;&s;e for her wearing.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sweet &s;oul, &s;uch ornament, indeed,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Is fitte&s;t for thy marriage weed.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>The &s;ouls de&s;ires,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&V;ncooling fires.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Short breath a&s;pires;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ah, who can ca&s;e her longings.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy husband he,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That loveth thee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Will &s;et thee free</HI></L>
<L><HI>From other lovers wrongings.</HI></L>
<L><HI>The bed of love that's kept un&s;een</HI></L>
<L><HI>With Curtains drawn, is fre&s;h and green.</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="41" REF="17">
<LG>
<L><HI>Hence evill eye</HI></L>
<L><HI>That com&s;t to &s;pie</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"></HI></L>
<L><HI>Our <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> do not touch.</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> not near,</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> fear,</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 line">,</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> grutch:</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;ares that tran&s;cend</HI></L>
<L><HI>B<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">yon thy thoughts that never end.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Here's lovely &s;eed,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That's &s;own indeed,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In &s;ouls agreed,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Partaking of that nature:</HI></L>
<L><HI>And thence doth &s;pring</HI></L>
<L><HI>That noble thing</HI></L>
<L><HI>That light doth bring,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The fir&s;t-born of each creature.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then</HI> Faith <HI>and</HI> Hope <HI>are glad to &s;pie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Their &s;i&s;ter dear, fair</HI> Charity.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT></Q>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Harry.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your charity I love and do commend,</L>
<L>And in my minde you do a great deal better;</L>
<L>And oft I think 'tis better to offend</L>
<L>In over-giving, then to be a debter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ned.</SPEAKER>
<L>It is your bounty, yet I pray you know,</L>
<L>Fair <HI>Charity</HI> hath eyes, and can di&s;cern;</L>
<L>She is not blinde, nor hood-winkt goes, I trow,</L>
<L>To judge of colours is not far to learn;</L>
<L>She can di&s;tingui&s;h colours when &s;he &s;ees,</L>
<L>Or white, or black, or green, or blue, or yellow;</L>
<L>Knows well that light and darkne&s;&s;e di&s;agrees,</L>
<L>And good to evill will not be a fellow.</L>
<L>To &s;ay, that white is black, or black is white;</L>
<L>Or for to &s;ay, that darkne&s;&s;e doth excell,</L>
<L>And &s;hall e&s;teem it far above the light,</L>
<L>I dare be bold to &s;ay, He &s;ees not well:</L>
<L>For when I &s;ee a man reel to and fro,</L>
<L>And make Indentures in the Kings high-way,</L>
<L>That is a drunkard, and I think him &s;o;</L>
<L>To &s;peak what I do &s;ee, I think I may:</L>
<L>Such revell-rout was kept a moneth agone,</L>
<L>Among&s;t the Northern Lads that met together,</L>
<L>That &s;taggering ripe they pa&s;&s;ed one by one,</L>
<L>Well lin'd they thought to keep away the weather;</L>
<L>As blinde as beetles and I heard &s;ome &s;ay,</L>
<L>That one of them that's &s;ick, will &s;carce recover;</L>
<L>That domineer'd and &s;wore his wits away,</L>
<L>In a dry ditch, as he was pa&s;&s;ing over,</L>
<PB N="42" REF="18">
<L>Fell down and &s;lept till morning, when the Sun</L>
<L>Began to ri&s;e; and when he &s;aw 'twas day,</L>
<L>Lookt out to finde his bottle, which had run,</L>
<L>And that beyond the bridge, quite empty lay;</L>
<L>And when he &s;aw his bottle, he was glad,</L>
<L>And 'gan to poize it, being dry as du&s;t;</L>
<L>But having found its lightne&s;&s;e, grew &s;o &s;ad,</L>
<L>That to the River for to drink he mu&s;t,</L>
<L>A cooler fitte&s;t for &s;uch roaring Boyes,</L>
<L>Such boy&s;terous fellows, that can never tell</L>
<L>When 'tis &s;ufficient, but good things de&s;troyes;</L>
<L>'Twere a good riddance, &s;uch were packt to hell.</L>
<L>The world's &s;o full of &s;wearers and bla&s;phemers,</L>
<L>Of knaves and ra&s;calls, cheaters and deceivers,</L>
<L>Of bu&s;ie-bodies, and vain fooli&s;h dreamers,</L>
<L>Blood-&s;uckers, and oppre&s;&s;ing life-bereavers,</L>
<L>That I do wonder Heaven can forbear,</L>
<L>To rain down &s;lames, and tempe&s;ts of con&s;uming</L>
<L>Upon &s;uch wretches, as do daily dare</L>
<L>With a high hand Heavens vengeance with pre&s;uming.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Harry.</SPEAKER>
<L>I will not wi&s;h that any friend of mine</L>
<L>Should be too forward for to cen&s;ure tho&s;e</L>
<L>Whom they may think are faulty, or repine,</L>
<L>And others failings to the world di&s;clo&s;e:</L>
<L>Failings, &s;aid I? our ma&s;ter is content</L>
<L>To pa&s;&s;e by more then failings in us all;</L>
<L>Gro&s;&s;e evil<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"> daring, bold, and impudent,</L>
<L>With patience bears offenders great and &s;mall;</L>
<L>Knows men are men, and while&s;t we are but men,</L>
<L>Men of the earth, who&s;e mindes are full of folly,</L>
<L>Winks at &s;mall faults; out ru<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">s us now and then,</L>
<L>Yet knows our hearts are vain and much unholy:</L>
<L>Our dayes of ignorance, and unknowing times,</L>
<L>Doth pa&s;&s;e by him in &s;ilence unregarded;</L>
<L>Our want of skill e&s;teemeth not as crimes,</L>
<L>Nor &s;ends a &s;ervant going unrewarded:</L>
<L>But now 'tis time, &s;ith we have &s;een &s;o long</L>
<L>His going forth and coming in, before us;</L>
<PB N="43" REF="18">
<L>How day by day he comes our flocks among,</L>
<L>And in our wants is willing for to &s;tore us:</L>
<L>'Tis good to mark his wayes, his lovely wayes,</L>
<L>His comely &s;teps, when he is pa&s;&s;ing by;</L>
<L>And being pa&s;t, mark but his lovely rayes</L>
<L>Is left behinde, di&s;cern'd with half an eye:</L>
<L>Yea, where&s;oere we go, or run, or ride,</L>
<L>We may di&s;cern his foot-&s;teps every where:</L>
<L>Trace all the Hills, and Dales, and Valleys wide,</L>
<L>And who can lay, His foot&s;teps are not here?</L>
<L>In low de&s;pi&s;ed Valleys, I have &s;een</L>
<L>His lovely &s;teps, and pacings he did go,</L>
<L>Where to my thinking he had never beeh,</L>
<L>Where weather-beaten Reeds &s;hook to and fro:</L>
<L>And when I &s;aw his foot&s;teps, I was glad,</L>
<L>Thought I, Our Lord and Ma&s;ter is not far:</L>
<L>I that before, oppre&s;t in minde, and &s;ad,</L>
<L>He came upon me ere I was aware,</L>
<L>And in amaze, I looked, and beheld him,</L>
<L>'Twixt joy and fear; but love was mo&s;t prevailing:</L>
<L>And when he &s;aw my love, it &s;o compell'd him</L>
<L>To &s;tay with me a while, for all my failing;</L>
<L>He thus began to &s;ay, What do&s;t thou here?</L>
<L>What do&s;t thou here, my friend, and &s;ervant, whom</L>
<L>I have betru&s;ted with a flock right dear?</L>
<L>Why do&s;t thou thus far from thy Kidlings come?</L>
<L>I gave thee Kids and Lambs, and bid thee &s;tay</L>
<L>By yonder Downs, the fitte&s;t place for feeding:</L>
<L>Now tell me why th'art gone &s;o far away,</L>
<L>And to my order gave&s;t no better heeding?</L>
<L>My an&s;wer was at hand, and not to &s;eek,</L>
<L>For Love compell'd me for to an&s;wer mildly;</L>
<L>For there was cau&s;e enough I &s;hould be meek,</L>
<L>Cau&s;e my behaviour had bin &s;ometimes wildly.</L>
<L>I an&s;wered thus, Sweet Sir be not offended,</L>
<L>I came to &s;eek two Lambs that went a&s;tray,</L>
<L>When ye&s;terday I purpos'd, and intended</L>
<L>To bring them to the fold in cool of day:</L>
<PB N="44" REF="19">
<L>But having told my Lambs, and mi&s;&s;ing twayn,</L>
<L>I left the other feed<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">ng for a while,</L>
<L>Making no que&s;tion, but with little pain,</L>
<L>To finde them quickly near to yonder &s;tile</L>
<L>I pa&s;s'd along beneath the &s;even Hills,</L>
<L>Something inquiring of my fellow wayns,</L>
<L>If they had &s;een my Lambs to pa&s;&s;e the Rills,</L>
<L>That run along the Valleys in the Plains:</L>
<L>And they made an&s;wer they have lo&s;t their own,</L>
<L>And more then two, or three, or half a dozen</L>
<L>Were &s;trayed away from them, and they were &s;hown</L>
<L>A skin or two, by &s;ome that meant to cozen:</L>
<L>We &s;aw them not, the Woolf per<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">aps hath catcht them;</L>
<L>For all the&s;e coa&s;ts are pe&s;ter'd every where</L>
<L>With raving Woolfs and Foxes, which do watch them,</L>
<L>And put us daily in a trembling fear.</L>
<L>Well, I was an&s;wer'd, yet I would not leave,</L>
<L>But &s;ought them &s;till, where I ob&s;erv'd thy treading</L>
<L>In every Valley, and I did conceive,</L>
<L>And 't was my minde to trace thee in thy leading:</L>
<L>And now I am come hither to this Dale,</L>
<L>Oregrown with Flags, and Sedge, and brui&s;ed Reeds,</L>
<L>And weeping ripe I wander in this Vale:</L>
<L>And now I &s;pie my Lambs. &mdash;.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ned.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now cea&s;e thy &s;peech (&s;weet friend) I know thy minde,</L>
<L>Thy &s;weet rebukes I am content to bear;</L>
<L>Sure thou ha&s;t learn'd of <HI>Pan</HI> for to be kinde,</L>
<L>Now for my &s;ake (good heart) this Favour wear:</L>
<L>Take it, and wear it, and remember me,</L>
<L>It is a token of my love to thee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<L>D'ee hear my friend, Me thinks it is a &s;hame</L>
<L>You &s;hould neglect your flocks, and &s;tand contending;</L>
<L>Such triviall talkings much de&s;erveth blame,</L>
<L>Your vain di&s;cour&s;e, me thinks, &s;hould have &s;ome ending;</L>
<L>Do you not &s;ee the Sun doth now begin</L>
<L>For to decline unto the We&s;t, Southwe&s;t?</L>
<L>Is this the way our Ma&s;ters love to win?</L>
<L>Or can you think this is your place of re&s;t?</L>
<PB N="45" REF="19">
<L>And do you think you &s;hall even now enjoy</L>
<L>An everla&s;ting day here in the&s;e Bowers?</L>
<L>How are your thoughts di&s;per&s;t at every toy?</L>
<L>I tru&s;t they are not fled beyond your powers,</L>
<L>But that you may recall and bring them home</L>
<L>To things of more importance, then bare words,</L>
<L>For fear of after-claps, let us not rome,</L>
<L>This mighty field more fit di&s;cour&s;e affords,</L>
<L>Then dreams, and &s;ongs, and mu&s;ick, words of cour&s;e,</L>
<L>Such frothy fancies, pretious hours &s;pending;</L>
<L>And albeit, &s;ome &s;pend their hours wor&s;e,</L>
<L>In bitter railing, and in vain contending;</L>
<L>Yet we mu&s;t know our Ma&s;ter gave us leave,</L>
<L>For to make merry for a while; but when</L>
<L>We over-run our time, we may conceive</L>
<L>He will deny us when we ask agen.</L>
<L>My &s;entence is, Sure you have drunk too much,</L>
<L>For you begin to talk of Talents, and</L>
<L>Of high conceivings; few had ever &s;uch.</L>
<L>I &s;ee your wits doth in a &s;tagger &s;tand;</L>
<L>I &s;ee your Nectar do begin to fail,</L>
<L>You'l want &s;upply I doubt within this hour;</L>
<L>Your windy words will hardly bear up &s;ail,</L>
<L>Your &s;weet di&s;cour&s;e I fear will end with &s;owre:</L>
<L>Words are but winde, and you may tell us &s;tories,</L>
<L>And &s;ing us &s;ongs of Shepherds boyes a playing,</L>
<L>Of Milkmaides, and the Shepherde&s;&s;es glories,</L>
<L>Your folly and &s;implicity bewraying:</L>
<L>It ill be&s;eems your gravity to &s;pend</L>
<L>Your pretious time in toyes not worth the hearing;</L>
<L>D'ee think our noble Ma&s;ter will commend</L>
<L>This vain expence to every ones appearing?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Harry.</SPEAKER>
<L>If this be vildne&s;&s;e <HI>Phil,</HI> I'l yet declare</L>
<L>My vildne&s;&s;e more, and will be yet more humble.</L>
<L>I tell thee <HI>Phil,</HI> I neither fear nor care,</L>
<L>Though in the du&s;t my glory fall and tumble:</L>
<L>I &s;ay, My glory, and what ere I call</L>
<L>Mine, or what cometh from my fooli&s;h nature;</L>
<PB N="46" REF="20">
<L>My glorious out&s;ides I di&s;claim them all,</L>
<L>And now my longing is for the&mdash;</L>
<L>All that is mine, my words, my deeds, my skill,</L>
<L>My under&s;tanding, riches and my wealth,</L>
<L>My love, my joy, and envy, and my will,</L>
<L>My &s;trength, my fee<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">le comforts, and my health:</L>
<L>If I have aym'd to purcha&s;e a good name,</L>
<L>Honour or good repute, I here di&s;claim it;</L>
<L>I would not be beholding unto fame,</L>
<L>To blaze my prai&s;e, nor once pre&s;ume to name it.</L>
<L>All that is mine, my books of curious arts,</L>
<L>My be&s;t e&s;teem, my glory, and my crown,</L>
<L>And what&s;oere my Gip&s;ie-minde imparts</L>
<L>To me or mine, lo here I lay them down;</L>
<L>Judge them that can or will, to fires flame,</L>
<L>Then ca&s;t their a&s;hes in the Northern winde,</L>
<L>And let them &s;lie to my eternall &s;hame,</L>
<L>And to the lowe&s;t region be confin'd;</L>
<L>Or let them lie among&s;t tho&s;e black records,</L>
<L>Even where the rabble of confu&s;ed things</L>
<L>Doth make a mighty Library of words,</L>
<L>Where lying fame, a fooli&s;h <HI>requiem</HI> &s;ings:</L>
<L>For I have heard a noi&s;e but I confe&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>I have bin bent to yeeld to more then rea&s;on,</L>
<L>When empty things great matters do expre&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>But I had rather hear a word in &s;ea&s;on:</L>
<L>We have reprovers plenty now adayes,</L>
<L>And every Shepherds boy will be a teacher:</L>
<L>The minde of man is &s;till affecting prai&s;e,</L>
<L>And minding victory, is an out-reacher.</L>
<L>Knowledge abounds, they &s;ay, and 'tis their glory</L>
<L>That they can argue &s;toutly, <HI>pro</HI> and <HI>con,</HI></L>
<L>And can declare, or el&s;e they would be &s;orry,</L>
<L>How we &s;hould guide our flocks, and bring them on,</L>
<L>Sometimes upon the Plains, in heat of day;</L>
<L>Sometimes unto the Hills, in moy&s;ter weather;</L>
<L>And oftentimes their elders will gain&s;ay;</L>
<L>But their own flocks neglecting altogether;</L>
<PB N="47" REF="20">
<L>And thats the folly of our Southern Lads,</L>
<L>That are &s;o hot, and eager &s;et for fame;</L>
<L>And up and down the&s;e Pa&s;tures daily gads,</L>
<L>And can their looks and words, &s;o finely frame,</L>
<L>That they pre&s;ume they're able to direct</L>
<L>The olde&s;t Shepherds ranging on the&s;e downs;</L>
<L>Quick-&s;ighted to e&s;pie the lea&s;t neglect:</L>
<L>Experienc'd fathers they &s;et down for clowns,</L>
<L>As if they were the onely Seers, who</L>
<L>Are able to di&s;cern a &s;torm come flying;</L>
<L>And in their own imagination grow</L>
<L>Mighty, all dangers to each one de&s;crying,</L>
<L>When they perhaps, where ere they came nere &s;aw</L>
<L>Our noble Ma&s;ter <HI>Pan</HI> in any place,</L>
<L>Nor yet his &s;hape, who&s;e &s;weet a&s;pect doth draw</L>
<L>Like unto like, his lovely &s;teps to trace;</L>
<L>For had they ever bin with <HI>Pan,</HI> and &s;een</L>
<L>His comely &s;teps, and walking to and fro</L>
<L>Among the&s;e little Hills and Meadows green,</L>
<L>And in the Valleyes, where he oft doth go:</L>
<L>Had they but markt and well ob&s;erv'd his words</L>
<L>And gracious &s;peeches dropping like the dew;</L>
<L>Could they but read the Letters in Records,</L>
<L>Not writ in &s;tone, but fle&s;h that's bleeding new,</L>
<L>That never can be raced out again</L>
<L>With all the skill of Hells poor weak intru&s;ion:</L>
<L>For tho&s;e that run apace, may read it plain,</L>
<L>And never can be broken to confu&s;ion:</L>
<L>Could they but mark his low humility,</L>
<L>How he contentedly doth conde&s;cend</L>
<L>Unto the lowe&s;t Swayn that pa&s;&s;eth by,</L>
<L>And Innocency al wayes doth defend,</L>
<L>And hath an ear as ready for to hear,</L>
<L>The faltring tongue, unready to declare</L>
<L>His out ward wrong, or inward cau&s;e of fear;</L>
<L>And can di&s;cern how great his pre&s;&s;ures are:</L>
<L>And now I wonder much, that any man</L>
<L>That doth frequent the&s;e Downs with ob&s;ervation,</L>
<PB N="48" REF="21">
<L>Should be &s;o vain and ignorant of <HI>Pan,</HI></L>
<L>And bear a minde &s;o full of o&s;tentation.</L>
<L><HI>Stoop lof<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">y mindes, and learn to imitate</HI></L>
<L><HI>The minde of</HI> Pan <HI>our Ma&s;ter, who&s;e forbearing</HI></L>
<L><HI>Is wonderfull for to commi&s;erate,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Much mov'd to pity, not enur'd to daring:</HI></L>
<L><HI>He kills not with his looks, and furious eye;</HI></L>
<L><HI>The eye of love, not envy, is his killing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>He knows our &s;trength, and weakne&s;&s;e can di&s;cry,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Takes notice of perver&s;ene&s;&s;e and good willing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>He needs not any one to bring him news</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of what is done among&s;t the herds and flocks;</HI></L>
<L><HI>His watchfull eye di&s;cerns, and over-views,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And he their inmo&s;t pa&s;&s;ages unlocks,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And unawares he comes among&s;t our folds,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sometimes un&s;een, without our notice taking,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And now and then, with &s;weet di&s;cour&s;e he holds</HI></L>
<L><HI>Matter enough to keep our &s;en&s;es waking:</HI></L>
<L>But there's &s;ome Lads upon the Ea&s;tern dales,</L>
<L>That &s;corn the plain &s;implicity of <HI>Pan,</HI></L>
<L>U&s;ing his words, as poor de&s;pi&s;ed tales,</L>
<L>As on a time with vapouring one began</L>
<L>To teach our ancient Shepherds, who full long</L>
<L>Have kept their &s;tocks in order and good plight,</L>
<L>And have conver&s;t with noble <HI>Pan</HI> among,</L>
<L>The mo&s;t experienc'd Shepherds with delight;</L>
<L>And all the Lads that will not yeeld to lead</L>
<L>Their flocks along the way, that they would have them,</L>
<L>They do reprove with &s;corn, and words of dread,</L>
<L>And tell them plain, 'Tis not their Pipes will &s;ave them;</L>
<L>Them, and their flocks mu&s;t peri&s;h every one,</L>
<L>For <HI>Disk,</HI> and <HI>Tom,</HI> and <HI>Will,</HI> and <HI>Ralph,</HI> and <HI>Harry,</HI></L>
<L>Who with their flocks to We&s;t, Southwe&s;t have gone;</L>
<L>They dare be bold to &s;ay, They'l all mi&s;carry:</L>
<L>But noble Shepherds, let me ask you when</L>
<L>You &s;pake with <HI>Pan</HI> our Ma&s;ter: Did he tell</L>
<L>That you, and none but you, the onely men,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t bear his name, and like wi&s;e bear the Bell?</L>
<PB N="49" REF="21">
<L>Well, if you'l have it, take it, if you may;</L>
<L>Yet know our Ma&s;ter bears not &s;uch a &s;pirit:</L>
<L>And for his goodne&s;&s;e, Ile be bold to &s;ay</L>
<L>Our Ma&s;ter <HI>Pan</HI> will no man di&s;-inherit:</L>
<L>Is he your Ma&s;ter? is he not as well</L>
<L>The Ma&s;ter of us all? if we obey him,</L>
<L>He's well contented we &s;hould &s;tay and dwell</L>
<L>within his hou&s;e; I tru&s;t you'l not gaine-&s;ay him.</L>
<L>Is wi&s;dome yours? and will you thus confine</L>
<L>Her piercing rayes within your narrow bounds?</L>
<L>Can you withhold her &s;parkling beames to &s;hine</L>
<L>Vpon the&s;e out-ca&s;t, low, de&s;pi&s;ed grounds?</L>
<L>Now I perceive rightwel, wer't in your powers,</L>
<L>You would exclude the&s;e watry mari&s;h places,</L>
<L>And &s;hut them quite beyond the&s;e walks of ours,</L>
<L>Without di&s;cerning of the Shepheards traces:</L>
<L>As if our Ma&s;ter did abominate,</L>
<L>Or with an eye of &s;corn did overlook</L>
<L>The watry Plaines, and incon&s;iderate,</L>
<L>To the a&s;piring Hils him&s;elfe betook.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Iohn.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now I perceive, and I will tell thee plain</L>
<L>What I conceiv'd of thee full long agoe,</L>
<L>That thy too humble flagging wing would &s;taine</L>
<L>The Shepherds glorie, and I finde it &s;o.</L>
<L>A Shepherd and a Souldier mu&s;t be &s;tout,</L>
<L>Undaunted courage &s;hould the minde po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e:</L>
<L>Heroick daring boldne&s;&s;e brings about</L>
<L>Brave enterprizes, this thou wilt confe&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Where is the glorie and the brave renown</L>
<L>You might atchieve? d'ye think to purcha&s;e fame?</L>
<L>Can you expect to get the wreathed Crown</L>
<L>By &s;uch poor things that &s;ome will &s;corn to name?</L>
<L>Reade the Records, and &s;ee if thou can&s;t finde</L>
<L>Among&s;t the Shepheards glories, any one</L>
<L>Ere purcha&s;t honour with &s;o poor a minde;</L>
<L>Faith if thou can&s;t indeed, then Ile have done:</L>
<L>Ile &s;ay no more, go on, and ride apace</L>
<L>The &s;illy A&s;&s;e will bear through thick and thin:</L>
<PB N="50" REF="22">
<L>If by humility thou purcha&s;e grace,</L>
<L>Let brazen gates flee ope and let thee in;</L>
<L>Let every Shepherds Boy take up his Pipe,</L>
<L>And play and &s;ing in this thy happie hour;</L>
<L>Let Shepherde&s;&s;es when the Palmes are ripe</L>
<L>Bring boughs and &s;weets to &s;trew within thy bower;</L>
<L>Yea, we will make the very pavements tell:</L>
<L>And to declare the &s;tories of our love,</L>
<L>Tho&s;e over-trodden places where we dwell</L>
<L>Shall be engrav'd &s;o firme, that none &s;hall move:</L>
<L>If pav'd with love the ground-work do appear,</L>
<L>How glorious then &s;hall our adonrings be?</L>
<L>Loves noble buildings will be far more clear,</L>
<L>Tran&s;parent brightne&s;&s;e we in all &s;hall &s;ee,</L>
<L>Compos'd of love the ground-work and the frame,</L>
<L>In&s;ide and out&s;ide &s;o compact together,</L>
<L>No Dart of envie can impair the &s;ame:</L>
<L>Eternity out&s;hines decaying weather.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Ned,</HI> fill a cup of Nectar, and let's drink</L>
<L>A health to <HI>Phil.</HI> in way of thankfulne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>And wee'l no more of thy unkindne&s;&s;e think,</L>
<L>Nor take revenge, although thou did&s;t tran&s;gre&s;&s;e:</L>
<L>Yet pray thee have a care, tran&s;gre&s;&s;e no more,</L>
<L>Nor evill no man if thou can&s;t forbear;</L>
<L>For many evils make a mighty &s;core,</L>
<L>Two evils bound together we may fear.</L>
<L><HI>Now ble&s;t be</HI> Pan, <HI>that taught us for to know</HI></L>
<L><HI>What is in Man, and how he is inclin'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>How mighty in him&s;elf he still would grow,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And alwayes &s;trong in his good thinking minde.</HI></L>
<L>Shall I do well when I perhaps may &s;ee</L>
<L>A Mad-man throwing fire-brands, and &s;tamp and &s;wear,</L>
<L>Cau&s;e he is mad, go kill him, for to free</L>
<L>My &s;elf from dangers, where no dangers are?</L>
<L>Or if I &s;ee a drunkard reeling ripe</L>
<L>(Though not with Wine) &s;hould throw him in a ditch</L>
<L>And drown him quite, &s;ure 'twould my con&s;cience gripe:</L>
<L>And I &s;hould think &s;ome Fury did bewitch</L>
<PB N="51" REF="22">
<L>My feeble minde. Ide rather &s;hun the A&s;&s;e</L>
<L>That kicks he cares not what, nor where nor whom,</L>
<L>Ile blame the Riders madne&s;&s;e made him pa&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Beyond his warrant; he's the verie&s;t Mome.</L>
<L>Come, drink a Round, and each one bare his knee,</L>
<L>And after we have drunk, we'l &s;ing a Song.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ralph.</SPEAKER>
<L>We are content and willingly agree:</L>
<L>But pray thee <HI>William</HI> do not hold us long.</L>
</SP>
<Q><TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>The SONG.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>DRaw not near,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Vnle&s;&s;e it may appear</HI></L>
<L><HI>you are bent</HI></L>
<L><HI>With intent</HI></L>
<L><HI>To lay down</HI></L>
<L><HI>The honour of your wreathed Crown;</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>And nakedly be &s;een.</HI></L>
<L><HI>He that comes</HI></L>
<L><HI>To gather up the crums</HI></L>
<L><HI>That do fall</HI></L>
<L><HI>In that Hall</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where the Fea&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>And many a welcome gue&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>Beyond them&s;elves have been:</HI></L>
<L><HI>'Twill certainly be known,</HI></L>
<L><HI>If you bring ought your own,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Love doth &s;corn</HI></L>
<L><HI>Vpon the wings of any to be born:</HI></L>
<L><HI>No trea&s;ure bring,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor any mighty thing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Her love to gain;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For wealth &s;he holds in high di&s;dain.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then &s;trive no more,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Strive no more:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Stand by di&s;pair,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou can&s;t not flye</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor yet come nigh</HI></L>
<L><HI>Vnto that Man&s;ion fair.</HI></L>
<L><HI>You &s;pirits that attend</HI></L>
<L><HI>Vpon the &s;ouls that &s;end</HI></L>
<L><HI>&V;p their &s;ighes</HI></L>
<L><HI>And their cryes</HI></L>
<L><HI>From the deep;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in your bottels keep</HI></L>
<L><HI>The tears of weeping eyes:</HI></L>
<L><HI>In charity affright</HI></L>
<L><HI>The&s;e wanderers in the night,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That do haunt</HI></L>
<L><HI>And enchaunt</HI></L>
<L><HI>For their ends,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Di&s;gui&s;ed like &s;ome Fairy Feinds,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in their Circles ri&s;e:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh cha&s;e tho&s;e Feinds away</HI></L>
<L><HI>That &s;poile our Lambes each day;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Bring to light</HI></L>
<L><HI>The&s;e crafty Gip&s;ies manife&s;t indite;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Make their graves</HI></L>
<L><HI>In everla&s;ting waves,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And let your cryes</HI></L>
<L><HI>Adde bla&s;ting to their memories:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let Loves fire,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sacred ire,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Con&s;ume their piles;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And Heavens bla&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>Their a&s;hes ca&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>To unrecall'd Exiles.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT></Q>
<PB N="52" REF="23">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Harry.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;aid my Brother <HI>William</HI> was &s;hame-fac'd,</L>
<L>But now I &s;ee you are deceived quite,</L>
<L>And we all &s;ee his company hath grac'd</L>
<L>Us every one; his &s;weetne&s;&s;e doth invite</L>
<L>To honour him with what re&s;pect we may:</L>
<L>Lets bid the Shepherde&s;&s;es bring their Flowers,</L>
<L>And when we meet on the next Holy-day,</L>
<L>Some &s;hall make Garlands, and &s;ome &s;trew the Bowers;</L>
<L>Then in the mid&s;t of all the Shepheards, we</L>
<L>Will lift him up above his fellow-Swains,</L>
<L>And &s;et him in a place that all may &s;ee</L>
<L>That Wreathe of Fame that better things containes;</L>
<L>For he is worthie, and we will expre&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Our love to him, for he is kinde to all,</L>
<L>And there's no Shepheards Lad but will confe&s;&s;e</L>
<L>More then Ile &s;peak: but what&s;oe'er befall,</L>
<L>Before't be long we'l finde a time to meet,</L>
<L>And &s;pend a day among&s;t our We&s;tern Boyes,</L>
<L>Then with a fit or two of mirth we'l greet,</L>
<L>And feed their fancies with &s;ome plea&s;ing noi&s;e:</L>
<L>But let's be very wary I advi&s;e,</L>
<L>Touch not their Gods &s;o high in their e&s;teeming;</L>
<L>Nor in a thought their Deities de&s;pi&s;e,</L>
<L>But honour them in &s;ilence, and in &s;eeming;</L>
<L>For we well know you are not much to learn,</L>
<L>That they have mighty Holds to which they flie</L>
<L>In their di&s;tre&s;&s;e, which we that can di&s;cern,</L>
<L>May &s;ee their feeble &s;trength with half an eye.</L>
<L>But fellow Shepheards hearken, and Ile tell</L>
<L>A pretty &s;tory of &s;ome We&s;tern Blades</L>
<L>That went a roving by the Fairies Well,</L>
<L>Who lay a &s;leeping by the Fancies &s;hades,</L>
<L>And runne upon them ere they were aware:</L>
<L>But one that was more watchfull then the re&s;t,</L>
<L>Began to rouze with more then common care,</L>
<L>Gave the Alarme which Gyp&s;ie Fortune ble&s;t,</L>
<L>And with undaunted courage 'gan to &s;peak,</L>
<L>With <HI>Qui va la?</HI> in Engli&s;h, <HI>Who goes there?</HI></L>
<PB N="53" REF="23">
<L>Who an&s;wered thus, A Friend, though poor and weak,</L>
<L>That came from far, and goes he cares not where.</L>
<L>Then come to us, &s;aid he, and we will dance</L>
<L>A Round or two; for we de&s;ire to deal</L>
<L>With &s;uch, and with no other, if perchance</L>
<L>We finde &s;uch friends as can our mindes conceal,</L>
<L>Then call your Crew, &s;aid he, and bring your Cates,</L>
<L>For we intend to ta&s;te of what we finde;</L>
<L>Do not forget but bring your female Mates,</L>
<L>For 'tis reported you and they are kinde.</L>
<L>He had no &s;ooner &s;poke, but up he call'd</L>
<L>A pretty Crew of nimble footed Spirits,</L>
<L>Who with a Circle hand in hand Impall'd</L>
<L>Them in the mid&s;t; then with their choice delights</L>
<L>Pre&s;ented them; and they were well content</L>
<L>To be confin'd with plea&s;ing violence,</L>
<L>Still giving heed unto their merriment:</L>
<L>A Dam&s;ell then with mode&s;t impudence</L>
<L>Stept up, and &s;he began to play and &s;ing,</L>
<L>With raptures of tran&s;cending plea&s;ing Strains;</L>
<L>Some fragments of her Song I here do bring,</L>
<L>Which with delight my memory retains.</L>
</SP>
<Q><TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>The SONG.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>Come you who&s;e mindes are free,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And can with us agree</HI></L>
<L><HI>To walk along with we;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Vn<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">armed &s;hall you be;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And hand in hand we'l dance a round</HI></L>
<L><HI>In any place where we finde ground.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>No place we finde ami&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>But can enjoy our bli&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And can as freely ki&s;&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>Heavens hand where ere it is;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For every where where ere we goe,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We finde a friend, and none's a foe.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>When &s;tormy Winters bla&s;ts,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And dark&s;ome Clouds oreca&s;ts,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We have a day that la&s;ts,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e brightne&s;&s;e never wa&s;ts:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let raine, or &s;hine, or hail, or &s;now,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our &s;helter we full well do know.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Come bring your nimble feet,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And let's the Mea&s;ures greet,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hard mea&s;ure will prove &s;weet,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And we dare boldly meet:</HI></L>
<L><HI>The raging Lion we can tame,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And make him hang his tayle with &s;hame.</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="54" REF="24">
<LG>
<L><HI>No Tiger, Wolfe, nor Bear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That doth de&s;troy and tear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Can us po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e with fear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though we their raging hear:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Their roarings vani&s;h in the aire,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Th'arr feeble things to work di&s;pair.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>We travell far and wide,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We are to no place tide,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where ere we do abide,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We care not if men chide:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For harmle&s;&s;e we do pa&s;&s;e along,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And do no living creature wrong.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>If we have li&s;t to eat,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We take no care for meat,</HI></L>
<L><HI>No creature we intreat,</HI></L>
<L><HI>No labour makes us &s;weat;</HI></L>
<L><HI>We in abundance are content,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And are well pleas'd when &s;tore is &s;pent.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>The place whereon we re&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We alwayes think it be&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our mindes are &s;o po&s;&s;e&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Repinings we dete&s;t.</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">n every place and every thing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We can behold contentment &s;pring.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Then if we &s;tand or fall,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our danger is but &s;mall,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our beings all in all,</HI></L>
<L><HI>This we our refuge call:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then &s;ink, or &s;wim, or live, or dye,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We pa&s;&s;e our dayes contentedly.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>We pa&s;&s;e along un&s;een,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ore Hils and Meadows green</HI></L>
<L><HI>No creature yet hath been,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To view our honour'd Queen:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But if they come to gaze and &s;pie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We &s;trike them blinde, and leade them by.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>We wi&s;h no creature ill,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor mean to learn the skill,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To poy&s;on or to kill,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor never had a will</HI></L>
<L><HI>To learn the art of cutting throats,</HI></L>
<L><HI>For we have learned better notes.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Fair Innocency rare</HI></L>
<L><HI>Is the be&s;t cloathes we wear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We take no further care,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though we &s;eem poor and bare:</HI></L>
<L><HI>So long as we go void of blame,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though we go naked 'tis no &s;hame.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT></Q>
<LG>
<L>So having danc'd, and &s;ung, and plai'd a while,</L>
<L>The hearers &s;pirits being lifted up,</L>
<L>The mu&s;ick cea&s;t; then with a plea&s;ing &s;mile</L>
<L>She with &s;ome Nectar fill'd an Acorn cup,</L>
<L>And drank a Round to every one apart,</L>
<L>And then began a pau&s;e, but 'twas but &s;hort,</L>
<L>Till plea&s;ing &s;lumber overwhelm'd each heart,</L>
<L>Then with &s;trong &s;leep each one began to &s;nort.</L>
<L>And now 'tis pa&s;t my skill for to relate</L>
<L>How long they &s;lept; but this I dare be bold,</L>
<L>When they awak'd their &s;weets were out of date,</L>
<L>And they were in their dumps as I was told;</L>
<L>There mirth was gone, the Fairies they were fled,</L>
<L>The lovely Crew were vani&s;h'd out of &s;ight,</L>
<PB N="55" REF="24">
<L>Then <HI>all-amort</HI> no~ more with fancy fed,</L>
<L>Could not contain them&s;elves but wept outright.</L>
</LG>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>But 'tis reported of &s;ome &s;tanders by,</L>
<L>That markt and view'd the pa&s;&s;ages of things,</L>
<L>That &s;ome of them of purpo&s;e came to try,</L>
<L>When in the mid&s;t of all their revellings,</L>
<L>If they could &s;teal away their Gods; but &s;ee</L>
<L>How they were &s;erv'd, for by the law of like,</L>
<L>The Gods that in their own e&s;teem were free,</L>
<L>And none dur&s;t touch, much le&s;&s;e pre&s;ume to &s;trike,</L>
<L>In their pre&s;umption ran &s;o far a&s;tray,</L>
<L>That they did lo&s;e them&s;elves thus in a maze;</L>
<L>It is no marvell they have lo&s;t their way,</L>
<L>When every fancy makes them &s;tand and gaze:</L>
<L>For it is writ, and I remember well</L>
<L>The words, I'm &s;ure they were not writ in vaine,</L>
<L>The Gods with whom my lovely people dwell,</L>
<L>In any ca&s;e revile not with di&s;daine.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ralph.</SPEAKER>
<L>But <HI>Tom,</HI> me thinks they did but hardly deal,</L>
<L>That they pre&s;um'd their Gods away to &s;teal;</L>
<L>For when all's lo&s;t, and men their lo&s;&s;e bewail,</L>
<L>With threatning &s;peech to ask them what they ail.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>To &s;teal away their Gods? now cea&s;e thy chat,</L>
<L>Peace <HI>Ralph,</HI> and take advi&s;ement ere thou &s;peak;</L>
<L>Be not too nimble, for I'le tell thee what,</L>
<L>That's a hard task, and men I know are weak;</L>
<L>'Tis not the hand of man can &s;teal away</L>
<L>A God adored living in the minde:</L>
<L>Or true or fal&s;e, a Deity bears &s;way,</L>
<L>Affording help to each one in a kinde;</L>
<L>But 'tis the Finger of a Higher hand,</L>
<L>Who with a touch can bring away the &s;oul,</L>
<L>And make it better Objects under&s;tand,</L>
<L>And pa&s;t the power of humanes to controul.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ned.</SPEAKER>
<L>Their Gods; what Gods? Is there a God be&s;ide</L>
<L>The Shepherds God? and are they Gods indeed?</L>
<L>Some woodden Gods I trow, who&s;e painted pride</L>
<L>Nere &s;tirs to help a Shepheard in his need,</L>
<PB N="56" REF="25">
<L>Who hath no eyes to &s;ee when danger's near,</L>
<L>Nor ears to hear our &s;ad complaints and groans,</L>
<L>Nor hands to help to ea&s;e us of our fear,</L>
<L>Nor hearts mov'd to remor&s;e with all our moans;</L>
<L>No tongues to &s;peak divinely, or direct</L>
<L>The Shepherds of the Vallies how to keep</L>
<L>Their flocks in comely order, and &s;elect</L>
<L>The lovely Lambs quite from the &s;cabbed Sheep;</L>
<L>No feet to walk, that we may imitate</L>
<L>Their lovely &s;teps in freedome and delight;</L>
<L>No living motion that might elevate,</L>
<L>But lumpi&s;h Melancholy that affrights.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ralph.</SPEAKER>
<L>But <HI>Ned,</HI> I pray thee &s;peak no longer now</L>
<L>Of the&s;e uplandi&s;h Gods, for fear they bla&s;t us,</L>
<L>If I can choo&s;e, I'le not come near I vow,</L>
<L>For why? &s;ome Planets have great power to wa&s;te us:</L>
<L>Let's leave that &s;ubject; now I call to minde,</L>
<L>Upon a time when thee and I went forth,</L>
<L>And drove our flocks together, &s;eeming kinde,</L>
<L>With &s;avoury words which &s;hew'd of mickle worth;</L>
<L>We wandered up and down from place to place,</L>
<L>Up mighty Hils, then all along the Dales,</L>
<L>Much time we &s;pent; then for a little &s;pace</L>
<L>We &s;ate us down and told &s;ome merry tales:</L>
<L>But mark the mi&s;chief, I that had good &s;tore,</L>
<L>And plenty in my Bag, and Bottle full,</L>
<L>Some evill Bea&s;t had found, and Scrip had tore,</L>
<L>And up and down the Hedge-rows did them pull;</L>
<L>And &s;ee thy kindne&s;&s;e, thou had&s;t plenty &s;till,</L>
<L>And I in want and hungry hunger bites,</L>
<L>Then thou went'&s;t by as one that had no skill</L>
<L>Nor knowledge of our loving Ma&s;ters rites,</L>
<L>Thou had&s;t forgot I think how he doth &s;et</L>
<L>Him&s;elf for an example, and doth bid</L>
<L>Us learn of him, what hinderance, or let,</L>
<L>His wayes of imitation are not hid.</L>
<PB N="57" REF="25">
<L>My hou&s;hold &s;ervants, and my Shepheards who</L>
<L>I put in tru&s;t with all my flocks, have learn'd</L>
<L>For to be kinde to all, both friend and foe,</L>
<L>And by that &s;igne the difference is di&s;cern'd,</L>
<L>If they have learn'd of others, or of me:</L>
<L>If they have learn'd of me, they will be kinde</L>
<L>To one another, all things &s;hall be free:</L>
<L>Their very hearts are open to their friend:</L>
<L>Hath he two Coats, and &s;ee his friend go bare?</L>
<L>Naked and de&s;titute, of clothing cold;</L>
<L>His faire&s;t ru&s;&s;et garment he'l not &s;pare,</L>
<L>Wert better then his be&s;t a thou&s;and fold.</L>
<L>And he that hath provi&s;ion in his Scrip.</L>
<L>And will deny a Shepherd in his need,</L>
<L>And in contempt, begin to hang the lip,</L>
<L>And of his plenty will not let him feed:</L>
<L>Let him be bani&s;ht quite beyond the Plains,</L>
<L>And be confin'd within &s;ome narrow bounds,</L>
<L>Untill &s;uch time that he a &s;en&s;e retains,</L>
<L>And &s;o doth feel a Shepherds wants and wounds.</L>
<L>For I have travell'd far, and never knew,</L>
<L>Nor never heard of any Shepherd yet,</L>
<L>That ever came where love of kindne&s;&s;e grew,</L>
<L>That could, or did, tho&s;e noble Plants forget.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ralph.</SPEAKER>
<L>But Brother <HI>Will,</HI> reports do go of thee,</L>
<L>And it is known to &s;ome that's here among us,</L>
<L>That thy expre&s;&s;ions have been far more free</L>
<L>With &s;ome Companions; prethee do not wrong us.</L>
<L>Why &s;hould'&s;t thou hide from us thy lovelie&s;t &s;trains?</L>
<L>Thy Song of Sorrow, prethee come and &s;ing it,</L>
<L>I know thy brea&s;t diviner things contains;</L>
<L>Thy Harp hangs by, I wonder thou'lt not &s;tring it;</L>
<L>For t'other day, as I was pa&s;&s;ing by,</L>
<L>I heard thee &s;ing; but though I crafty were,</L>
<L>Thou did&s;t perceive my craft, when I did lie</L>
<L>Behinde a Bu&s;h, thy lovely &s;trains to hear.</L>
<L>Make us partakers of thy mirth and moans,</L>
<L>We are thy friends, thy welfare is our joy;</L>
<PB N="58" REF="26">
<L>Wilt thou relate thy &s;orrows to the &s;tones</L>
<L>That have no ears, nor wit for to be coy?</L>
<L>We know thy nature, we can &s;impathize</L>
<L>With thee, although thou fall as low as Hell;</L>
<L>And in the lowe&s;t Region memorize,</L>
<L>Light in the depth of darkne&s;&s;e with a Spell;</L>
<L>Out of the Flint we can produce a fire,</L>
<L>And water too, for to refre&s;h the &s;en&s;e;</L>
<L>If from thy &s;elf thou &s;hould<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t a while retire,</L>
<L>We have a Spell will bring thee back from thence:</L>
<L>And 'tis in vain for thee to &s;tand aloof,</L>
<L>For we will bring thee forward with a witne&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>And though I think thy brea&s;t is envie proof,</L>
<L>Thy humble &s;tation &s;hewes thy noble fitne&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>And there's reports, and &s;ome reports are true,</L>
<L>That thou ha&s;t &s;tore of Pictures, pray thee tell;</L>
<L>I am thy friend, and I have very few,</L>
<L>Yet I have learn'd and can di&s;tingui&s;h well;</L>
<L>Yea, I have skill in Phy&s;iognomy,</L>
<L>And by thy looks I can perceive thy heart;</L>
<L>Shew me thy Palm, Ile reade thy de&s;tiny,</L>
<L>If not in full, yet Ile be bold in part.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Art thou a Fortune-teller, Brother <HI>Will?</HI></L>
<L>I pray thee tell my fortune if thou can,</L>
<L>For I have heard thou ha&s;t got pretty skill</L>
<L>In Palme&s;try; I honour &s;uch a man.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>Fortune doth favour Fools, wi&s;e men are poor,</L>
<L>The poor are humble, humble fears no frowns;</L>
<L>Proud &s;turdy Beggars beg from door to door;</L>
<L>Fierce hunger cares nor fears to break &s;tone-wals:</L>
<L>Stone-wals are &s;trong, and yet they are but &s;tones</L>
<L>Compact of &s;lime, un&s;en&s;ible of &s;en&s;e,</L>
<L>They cannot cry if one &s;hould break their bones,</L>
<L>Nor humane Charms produce one tears expence:</L>
<L>I &s;ee thy heart now at thy fingers ends,</L>
<L>And I perceive a Pearl &s;tands in thy eye;</L>
<L>Thy hands are full of cro&s;&s;es, that portends</L>
<L>Thou mu&s;t be beaten to humility.</L>
<PB N="59" REF="26">
<L>And thou lov'&s;t Pictures well, then hear me &s;peak;</L>
<L>I care not for thy coyn, if thou had&s;t more;</L>
<L>Thou think'&s;t thou'rt &s;trong, but I perceive thee weak;</L>
<L>Had&s;t thou <HI>Pans</HI> Picture, thou would'&s;t nere be poor.</L>
<L>Shew me thy foot, or give me but the length,</L>
<L>Or &s;hew the Circle where thy foot did &s;tand,</L>
<L>I dare be bold I'le &s;hew where lies thy &s;trength,</L>
<L>And name the Planet that doth countermand:</L>
<L>If any one &s;hould &s;hoot an Arrow here</L>
<L>Among&s;t us all, I dare be bold to tell</L>
<L>From whence it came, if once the &s;haft appear:</L>
<L>Let me but handle it, and view it well,</L>
<L>If I do'nt tell if it be <HI>Jonathans,</HI></L>
<L>Or other &s;hafts that came from <HI>E&s;aus</HI> Bow,</L>
<L>Or from the private arme of any mans,</L>
<L>I'le pawn my credit I will plainly &s;how:</L>
<L>Yea, I can tell if he that &s;hot the &s;ame</L>
<L>Had ever been with <HI>David</HI> in the Plain:</L>
<L>For mingled &s;ouls will manife&s;t the flame</L>
<L>Of pure affections, alwayes in the main.</L>
<L>And thou lov'&s;t Women too too well I hear;</L>
<L>A woman is thy Ma&s;ter, thus 't was told</L>
<L>Among the Shepherds lately; and I fear</L>
<L>'T will prove a certain blemi&s;h; for I hold</L>
<L>A woman &s;hould be &s;ilent, and &s;ubmit,</L>
<L>And not pre&s;ume to teach, that &s;hould be learning:</L>
<L>Di&s;cretion is content to &s;tay at home, and &s;it</L>
<L>To hear her Husbands words of more concerning.</L>
<L>What &s;hould a woman know, but for to learn</L>
<L>To know her Husband from another man?</L>
<L>That knowledge is &s;ufficient to di&s;cern,</L>
<L><HI>This depth of under&s;tanding pray thee skan.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Harry.</SPEAKER>
<L>But now in &s;ober-&s;adne&s;&s;e, Brother <HI>Will,</HI></L>
<L>Let's lay by je&s;ting; tell me thy conceiving:</L>
<L>What do&s;t thou think of our uplandi&s;h <HI>Phil?</HI></L>
<L>And &s;peak thy minde, all by-re&s;pects out leaving:</L>
<L>Thy hidden language I well under&s;tand,</L>
<L>I know thou &s;peak<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t more languages then one,</L>
<PB N="60" REF="27">
<L>Thy &s;peech bewraies thou'&s;t matter at command.</L>
<L>I know thou walk'&s;t not on the&s;e Downs alone,</L>
<L>I know what company thou do&s;t frequent;</L>
<L>Him whom thou love&s;t is our chief delight;</L>
<L>Then love him &s;till, it is not my intent</L>
<L>To &s;eek for to deprive thee of thy right:</L>
<L>We are not jealous, for 'tis our de&s;ire,</L>
<L>That every Shepherd that doth trace the&s;e Hils,</L>
<L>In conver&s;ation would draw &s;omething nigher;</L>
<L>I dare be bold 'twould much augment their skils.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thy &s;ervant Brother; and it is my joy,</L>
<L>To be imploy'd by thee in any thing:</L>
<L>If thou command, thou &s;halt not finde me coy</L>
<L>In any &s;ervice might contentment bring</L>
<L>To thee or thine: do thou but &s;peak the word,</L>
<L>I'le &s;hew my readine&s;&s;e to give content:</L>
<L>If I deny, then put it on Record,</L>
<L>If thou don't finde me more then complement;</L>
<L><HI>Tres humble &s;ervice</HI> in the low'&s;t degree</L>
<L>I will perform, nothing &s;hall come ami&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Such vildne&s;&s;e is no bondage unto me;</L>
<L>For 'tis my joy the feet of love to ki&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>And I abhor his folly, that doth utter</L>
<L>Words of de&s;pight again&s;t our growing friends,</L>
<L>For to my grief &s;ometimes I've heard him mutter</L>
<L>Words which did &s;eem to work his private ends;</L>
<L>Though like an Angell he &s;ometimes hath &s;eem'd</L>
<L>To me, and to my friends; and in my &s;oul</L>
<L>I honoured him, and mightily e&s;teem'd</L>
<L>His words as Oracles, without controul:</L>
<L>But when I heard him utter words of &s;corn</L>
<L>'Gain&s;t better then him&s;elf, I ble&s;t me than,</L>
<L>And &s;ometimes cro&s;t my &s;elf as one forlorne;</L>
<L>And &s;peaking in my &s;elf, I thus began.</L>
</LG>
<Q><LG>
<L><HI>Oh All in all, if thou be'&s;t All in all,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where is thy glory? wilt thou take delight</HI></L>
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<L><HI>To bla&s;t the fame of our increa&s;ings &s;mall?</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with thy &s;plendour do&s;t thou u&s;e to fright</HI></L>
<L><HI>The poor, de&s;pi&s;ed, weather-beaten Crew,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That at thy feet lie ga&s;ping now for breath?</HI></L>
<L><HI>'Tis nothing but thy breathing can renew;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Life, without thee, in my account, is death:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Wilt thou take part with them that do di&s;claim</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy nature, and thy name? 'tis far from we</HI></L>
<L><HI>For to approve of &s;uch, who&s;e only aime</HI></L>
<L><HI>Is to advance them&s;elves, not minding thee:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Can&s;t thou take part with them that do de&s;pi&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy &s;illy wandring flock, that &s;trayes for feeding?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Can&s;t thou delight in them that do devi&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>A way to nouri&s;h Wolves, and Foxes breeding?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let Wolves take part with Wolves, let Foxes lie</HI></L>
<L><HI>In wait for to deceive, their nature &s;hewing.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sheep will be Sheep, let fooli&s;h Envie try</HI></L>
<L><HI>If they can make them change with overcrowing.</HI></L>
<L><HI>And if I peri&s;h, let me peri&s;h, Lord,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With thy de&s;pi&s;ed ones, that bear about</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thine honourable marks, and can afford</HI></L>
<L><HI>To bear the &s;cornings of the Rabble-rout.</HI></L>
<L><HI>When I &s;ay rabble, Lord, I do not mean</HI></L>
<L><HI>Coblers and Tinkers; for they are to me</HI></L>
<L><HI>Better then &s;ilken Doctors &s;pruce and clean,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That never heard, nor never learn'd of thee:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But Rhetorician raylers that can prate,</HI></L>
<L><HI>As much of thee, as any man alive;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yet in their in-mo&s;t thoughts abominate,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And at thy being &s;ecretly contrive:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yea, tho&s;e I mean, that will as &s;oon take part</HI></L>
<L><HI>With &s;corners and de&s;pi&s;ers, as with tho&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>That fear thy name, and can deride by Art;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And upright hearted mo&s;t of all oppo&s;e.</HI></L>
</LG></Q>
</SP>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Art thou a Roundhead, <HI>Will?</HI> me thinks thou &s;peak'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>As if thou lov'd&s;t the cau&s;e; I pray thee tell:</L>
<L>But be thou &s;ure of this, the bread thou break'&s;t</L>
<L>Shall be &s;et on thy Table, ill or well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>If by the name of Roundhead, thou do&s;t mean</L>
<L>The humble minded; then I am content</L>
<L>To &s;it among&s;t tho&s;e Bea&s;ts thou count'&s;t unclean:</L>
<L>And I &s;hall think my time more nobly &s;pent,</L>
<L>Then If I &s;ate among&s;t the painted crew</L>
<L>Of party-colours, that tho&s;e daughters were,</L>
<L>Who&s;e off-&s;pring from the Prince of darkne&s;s grew:</L>
<L>Such fooli&s;h brats that <HI>Edoms</HI> daughters bear;</L>
<L>Who, though they be &s;uch daughters that can change</L>
<L>To every colour, green, and Maiden-blu&s;h,</L>
<L>And daily with the countrey daughters range,</L>
<L>And marry with a Ring made of a Ru&s;h;</L>
<L>Yet I had rather glean among the &s;heaves</L>
<L>With Moabiti&s;h <HI>Ruth,</HI> then fill my &s;ithe</L>
<L>With &s;traw and &s;tubble, or Egyptian leaves,</L>
<L>Or of their harve&s;t gather in the tithe.</L>
<L>That name I know was given in de&s;pight</L>
<L>Of Chri&s;tian mindes, and tho&s;e that did prote&s;t</L>
<L>Again&s;t th'oppo&s;ers of the lovely light;</L>
<L>Who both good life and doctrine doe dete&s;t:</L>
<L>And in that &s;en&s;e, I glory for to bear</L>
<L>The name of Roundhead, though I will confe&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>I much unworthy to my &s;elf appear,</L>
<L>To undergoe reproach, or more, or le&s;&s;e:</L>
<L>And 'tis my &s;hame I am not gone &s;o far</L>
<L>As to de&s;pi&s;e the &s;hame, my glory's &s;mall;</L>
<L>Yet I will glory, and I will not mar</L>
<L>My joy in this light, darkne&s;&s;e for to call:</L>
<L>I will not, nor I dare not for my life</L>
<L>Again&s;t Profe&s;&s;ors &s;peak, be what they will;</L>
<L>With the upright minded I will cea&s;e from &s;trife,</L>
<L>That walk with God in any way that's &s;till.</L>
<L>But tho&s;e that do di&s;turbe the common good</L>
<L>With factious clamours, far be it from me</L>
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<L>To think them wi&s;e, or godly; I nere &s;tood</L>
<L>To plead their cau&s;e, from that I will be free:</L>
<L>And if I erre in what I &s;peak or write,</L>
<L>'Tis out of charity, and 'tis my love:</L>
<L>Oh let me peri&s;h if I work de&s;pight</L>
<L>Unto the voice of the poor Turtle Dove.</L>
<L><HI>And now, O Lord, confound and lay full low,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The vain imaginations of the man,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That doth de&s;pi&s;e thy people; let him know</HI></L>
<L><HI>That he hath &s;poken proudly now and than.</HI></L>
<L>Me thinks there is in me a &s;weet re&s;pect,</L>
<L>That in my &s;oul I give to every wight;</L>
<L>Yea, every &s;oul, I &s;ay, not every Sect,</L>
<L>In whom I &s;ee a &s;park of lovely light:</L>
<L>Let him be Spaniard, Turk, or Indian black,</L>
<L>So that he be no Infidell, denying</L>
<L>The principles of Nature; nor doth lack</L>
<L>Humanity, to manage his complying:</L>
<L>When I &s;ee Ju&s;tice, and &s;weet Mercy kinde,</L>
<L>With rich imbracings, ki&s;&s;ing one another</L>
<L>In any one; me thinks, if I were blinde,</L>
<L>Yet I might well di&s;cern him for my brother.</L>
<L>But oh, when cruell Ju&s;tice &s;tands alone,</L>
<L>To cut down all offenders, then think I,</L>
<L>This is the Devils picture grav'd in &s;tone,</L>
<L>That &s;corns a Mediators &s;impathy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>But <HI>Will,</HI> thou wa&s;t relating to'ther day</L>
<L>What lo&s;&s;e our friend &s;u&s;tained, he that dwels</L>
<L>Upon the Ea&s;tern plains; for I heard &s;ay,</L>
<L>He all the Shepherds of the We&s;t excels</L>
<L>In wi&s;dom, and in wealth: for from the Ea&s;t</L>
<L>Promotion comes; the Star that guides the &s;oul</L>
<L>Was there fir&s;t &s;een; tho&s;e Orient Pearls are be&s;t,</L>
<L>Who&s;e &s;parkling rayes black darkne&s;&s;e doth controul.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>I tell thee <HI>Tom,</HI> the man was mighty rich,</L>
<L>And full of goods, his Barns well fill'd with grain;</L>
<L>His Oxen &s;trong to labour, few had &s;uch,</L>
<L>And daily wealth came in with little pain.</L>
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<L>But on a time it fell, the ra&s;call rout,</L>
<L>The wor&s;t of all the people, made a prize</L>
<L>Of his &s;ub&s;tance; how came it about?</L>
<L>For to relate I am not yet &s;o wi&s;e:</L>
<L>We mark't the pa&s;&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">ges, and di&s;content,</L>
<L>That we expect<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">d daily to en&s;ue,</L>
<L>In exp<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">ctation of &s;ome &s;ad event</L>
<L>Or de&s;p<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">ration &s;hortly would accrue:</L>
<L>Bu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"> oh, I am not able to expre&s;&s;e</L>
<L>The &s;weet<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">e&s;&s;e of his carriage; For in&s;tead</L>
<L>Of foul di&s;pair, he took with joyfulne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>The &s;poyling of tho&s;e goods where Vipers bred.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>The &s;poyling of his goods, that's no great thing;</L>
<L>Do&s;t thou not know as yet, there is in man</L>
<L>A kinde of &s;elf-conceitedne&s;&s;e doth &s;pring</L>
<L>Afre&s;h in him, cre &s;ince his fall began?</L>
<L>Do&s;t thou not know, that man affecting fame</L>
<L>Will venture life and limbe that he may live</L>
<L>In humane hearts; and in his minde doth frame</L>
<L>Models of mighty Mountains, to arrive?</L>
<L>Even at the highe&s;t pitch of happine&s;&s;e; for why,</L>
<L>Men are &s;o animated by their Prie&s;ts,</L>
<L>They pre&s;ently attain eternity,</L>
<L>Who&s;e acclamations prove but Had-I-wi&s;ts.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be patient <HI>Tom:</HI> let moderation guide</L>
<L>Both thee and I: do&s;t in thy con&s;cience think</L>
<L>That thou do&s;t well, this &s;peaking, to deride</L>
<L>The zealous hearted? it &s;hall never &s;ink</L>
<L>Into my brea&s;t, that he that is content</L>
<L>To leave his life, his liberty, and being,</L>
<L>And is content, to live in bani&s;hment,</L>
<L>Quite from the means of any mortall &s;eeing,</L>
<L>In zeal to God, on purpo&s;e to obey</L>
<L>His Makers will; me thinks that man doth &s;ee</L>
<L>Beyond him&s;elf: What felf-ne&s;&s;e can&s;t thou &s;ay</L>
<L>Remaines, but may with charity agree?</L>
<L>I'le tell thee what even I my &s;elf have known:</L>
<L>Some friends of mine who&s;e plenty did excell,</L>
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<L>And had they &s;tay'd in <HI>England,</HI> might have grown</L>
<L>Rich, and in plenty might have liv'd full well.</L>
<L>But mark their zeal, they quite for&s;ook their means,</L>
<L>For to enjoy the freedom of their mindes,</L>
<L>The &s;taffe on which the worldly minded leans,</L>
<L>Although in that none &s;atisfaction findes:</L>
<L>And liv'd by Pea&s;e, at morning, noon, and night,</L>
<L>Better contented in that poor condition</L>
<L>Then they were wont; and found more &s;weet delight</L>
<L>In that hard fare, then in their full fruition:</L>
<L>Me thinks I cannot entertain a thought</L>
<L>Of prejudice again&s;t &s;uch reall thinkings;</L>
<L>For I have weigh'd tho&s;e Arguments &s;ome brought</L>
<L>To prove them &s;imple no-things; others winkings</L>
<L>And &s;ilence gave con&s;ent: This was my thought,</L>
<L>I tell thee what I thought, my thoughts are mine;</L>
<L>And in &s;o &s;aying yet I have not &s;ought</L>
<L>To make thee think ami&s;&s;e of thoughts Divine.</L>
<L>All zealous burning hearts that talk with God,</L>
<L>And are inflamed with his lovely being,</L>
<L>And are contented to endure the rod</L>
<L>Of his cha&s;tizements for their further freeing,</L>
<L>I willingly will bear; and I will bear</L>
<L>Their contradictions too, and their revilings,</L>
<L>And it &s;hall be my glory for to rear</L>
<L>A monument to all; my &s;elf exilings:</L>
<L>I will not care what men do think of me;</L>
<L>Prai&s;ts I value much-what like the winde,</L>
<L>I am content Fames trumpet &s;hould blow free;</L>
<L>I hope it &s;hall not much di&s;turbe my minde</L>
<L>Though &s;ome &s;peak evill, yet they cannot tell</L>
<L>So much as I can of my &s;elf relate.</L>
<L>I know more evill by a mighty deal,</L>
<L>Even by my &s;elf, then all the world can prate:</L>
<L>But let them prate, I take no other care,</L>
<L>I'le fight with them in love, come if they dare.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ned.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well an&s;wer'd <HI>Will:</HI> Me thinks thy words do favour</L>
<L>As thou had'&s;t been with <HI>Jo&s;hua,</HI> &s;ure thou ha&s;t;</L>
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<L>Tis my rejoycing thou ha&s;t found that favour,</L>
<L>Me thinks thy words well relli&s;h in my ta&s;te;</L>
<L>For 'tis my joy where ere I come to hear</L>
<L>Men &s;peak with good affection, 'tis a grace</L>
<L>That &s;eldom in our Gown-men do appear,</L>
<L>Who&s;e want of wi&s;edom over-clouds the face:</L>
<L>For lovely wi&s;edom makes the face to &s;hine,</L>
<L>And &s;ecretly infu&s;eth in the mindes</L>
<L>Of the beholders that which doth entwine,</L>
<L>And with inthralling violence it bindes,</L>
<L>And makes the &s;oul to &s;ay with &s;trong de&s;iring,</L>
<L>When it beholds the glory to expre&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Such fervent love, with lowly breath a&s;piring,</L>
<L>Oh, that I were like thee in lowline&s;&s;e:</L>
<L>Oh, that I could, even in the du&s;t lie down,</L>
<L>Me thinks that low condition is the be&s;t,</L>
<L>Then I &s;hould quite forget a mortalls frown,</L>
<L>Then with the Worms, &s;ure I &s;hould finde &s;ome re&s;t;</L>
<L>For there's a glory &s;ure among&s;t the Worms.</L>
<L>Companions in the du&s;t, who&s;e intercour&s;e</L>
<L>With one another in preventing &s;torms,</L>
<L>And low condition never fears divorce:</L>
<L>For t'other day, as I was pa&s;&s;ing by,</L>
<L>In yonder lowly Valley, there I &s;aw</L>
<L>Our Ma&s;ters picture to the life, who&s;e eye</L>
<L>Did every eye in that large Valley draw:</L>
<L>Three thou&s;and &s;ouls at once, as I &s;uppo&s;e,</L>
<L>Of purpo&s;e came to view, and every one;</L>
<L>Yea, I dare &s;ay, that every one of tho&s;e</L>
<L>Said in his heart, He looks on me alone;</L>
<L>And &s;o &s;aid all that &s;tood, or far, or near,</L>
<L>Or either &s;ide, or ju&s;t before the place,</L>
<L>The fixed eye to each one did appear,</L>
<L>As if it were &s;et our Vains to outface:</L>
<L>Look you on that, it look't on you likewi&s;e,</L>
<L>And &s;o &s;aid all, It looks on me, and me:</L>
<L>And in each heart from thence forth did ari&s;e</L>
<L>More noble thoughts then all the world can &s;ee.</L>
</SP>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ralph.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Will,</HI> there's a friend would very fain come in,</L>
<L>And &s;ee our Ma&s;ter <HI>Je&s;us,</HI> but I fear</L>
<L>He's over-lofty minded to begin</L>
<L>To &s;toop &s;o low, and curious too I hear.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would&s;t thou &s;ee <HI>Je&s;us,</HI> friend? thou art not able</L>
<L>For to behold him in humilitie,</L>
<L>Thy countenance doth render thee un&s;table;</L>
<L>For every Shepherd &s;aith thou com'&s;t to &s;pie:</L>
<L>Could&s;t thou but view him in his lowline&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Sitting among&s;t the children of delight,</L>
<L>And &s;peaking in their language, thou'd&s;t confe&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Thou never did&s;t behold a better &s;ight:</L>
<L>Thou art too mighty friend in my conceiving,</L>
<L>Thy countenance doth give thou art too rich,</L>
<L>Thy &s;peech bewrayes, thou ha&s;t a heart deceiving;</L>
<L>For too much learning doth thy &s;oul bewitch:</L>
<L>Thou can&s;t not &s;toop &s;o low, it is my fear,</L>
<L>For thou grow'&s;t &s;tiff with age, gray-hairs grow on:</L>
<L>Old in the evill nature who can bear?</L>
<L>A burden to thy friends to think upon,</L>
<L>Age in extreams frozen in thy words:</L>
<L>Words without life, a life without con&s;ent:</L>
<L>Rugged unto thy friends, upon Records:</L>
<L>All love &s;ometimes in way of complement.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ralph.</SPEAKER>
<L>But Brother <HI>Ned</HI> thy countenance doth give,</L>
<L>And I with pity, view thee now and than:</L>
<L>Sometimes me thinks the life that thou do&s;t live</L>
<L>Cannot be called life; for when I &s;can</L>
<L>Thy vi&s;age, and thy looks, how pale thy cheeks,</L>
<L>Thy gloating eyes, thy pendant hairy brow,</L>
<L>Thy griming teeth that &s;canty covering &s;eeks,</L>
<L>Shews that lip-labour thou do'&s;t be&s;t allow.</L>
<L>Love from teeth outward, &s;uch as thou ha&s;t learn'd</L>
<L>Among the We&s;tern Shepherds hide-bound crew,</L>
<L>That love, but in the tongue that's &s;oon di&s;cern'd,</L>
<L>A hollow voice a hol low heart doth &s;hew.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>The humble &s;oul di&s;cerns the voice right well</L>
<L>Of her beloved; half a word from him</L>
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<L>Is better then ten thou&s;and tales &s;ome tell,</L>
<L>From brain-&s;ick mindes, that in their puddle &s;wim;</L>
<L>For &s;he doth know the voice of him that &s;peaks</L>
<L>Out of th'abundance of Librarious trea&s;ure,</L>
<L>And &s;he hath eyes to &s;ee the hands that breaks</L>
<L>Souls food, and gives it by weight and mea&s;ure;</L>
<L>For t'other day when two or three of us</L>
<L>Were &s;adly walking to the Ea&s;tern Plains;</L>
<L>Di&s;cour&s;ing <HI>(pro &amp; con)</HI> it chanced thus,</L>
<L>Even in the mid&s;t of our condoling vains,</L>
<L>A noble Shepherd pa&s;&s;ing on the way,</L>
<L>And hearing our di&s;cour&s;e, drew near, and went</L>
<L>A long with us, and none of us could &s;ay</L>
<L>What man he was, nor what was his intent;</L>
<L>But albeit, our journey was not great;</L>
<L>Our feet were faint, our eye-&s;ight that was dim,</L>
<L>Our hearts did burn, and pine for want of meat,</L>
<L>Yet well content to go along with him:</L>
<L>But to be brief, we came unto the place</L>
<L>Where we intended for to &s;tay all night;</L>
<L>Then we per&s;waded him in any ca&s;e,</L>
<L>To &s;tay with us untill the morning light.</L>
<L>Well, then he &s;tard, and when we &s;ate at meat,</L>
<L>Our &s;pirits well-nigh &s;pent, he took the bread</L>
<L>And ble&s;&s;ed it, and brake, and gave to eat,</L>
<L>Which after we had ta&s;ted, and had fed,</L>
<L>Our &s;pirits werereviv'd; our fooli&s;h eyes</L>
<L>That had been held on poor decaying things,</L>
<L>Far better objects wi&s;hly now di&s;eries,</L>
<L>And glorious things to our remembrance brings:</L>
<L>And then we know full well it was the voice</L>
<L>Of our Beloved, once &s;et down for lo&s;t,</L>
<L>Our hope almo&s;t a&s;hamed of our choice,</L>
<L>And on the waves of &s;trong temptations to&s;t:</L>
<L>But never man that ever &s;pake with tongue,</L>
<L>Spake like this man; for he brake bread indeed,</L>
<L>No giddifying Darnell bread, to wrong</L>
<L>The eaters brain; 'twas made of holy &s;eed.</L>
</SP>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>John.</SPEAKER>
<L>Speak like a Chri&s;tian <HI>Ned,</HI> me thinks thy driving</L>
<L>Is over furious: Why do'&s;t drive fo fa&s;t?</L>
<L>A gentle &s;oftly pace is be&s;t for thriving:</L>
<L>We have a Proverb too, <HI>Much ha&s;te makes wa&s;te.</HI></L>
<L>Provoking urging words, doth ill become</L>
<L>The &s;ervants of that hou&s;hold whereof we</L>
<L>Are glad to be partakers; though there's &s;ome</L>
<L>Di&s;dain a &s;ervant in that houle to be:</L>
<L>But he that is content to &s;it and hear,</L>
<L>And is content to learn the &s;imple plainne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Wherein the Shepherds glory doth appear,</L>
<L>And are content to lay a&s;ide their vainne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Shall view another nature with delight;</L>
<L>Yea, &s;uch a glory fixt by wi&s;edoms &s;hining,</L>
<L>To animate &s;pectatours with their &s;ight,</L>
<L>To come and &s;ee with hearts in hearts intwining;</L>
<L>For albeit we do di&s;dain to bear</L>
<L>The name of cowards for we will re&s;i&s;t,</L>
<L>And will the Woolfs and Fox-like nature tear,</L>
<L>And will not &s;tand on tearms of had I wi&s;t:</L>
<L>Yet we have learned of our Ma&s;ter that</L>
<L>Which nere will be forgotten, and can do</L>
<L>That which our Southern Shepherds make much chat,</L>
<L>And though they talk, are loth to undergo;</L>
<L>To recompence to man evill deeds</L>
<L>For evill doings, if a Shepherd rail,</L>
<L>U&s;e him with kinde re&s;pect; &s;uch noble &s;eeds</L>
<L>Will certainly finde rooting, &s;eldom fail:</L>
<L>Nor can a Shepherd that hath gone &s;o far,</L>
<L>And hath attained this degree in learning,</L>
<L>For every &s;mall and triviall matter jar,</L>
<L>And fight with tho&s;e that are of le&s;&s;e di&s;cerning,</L>
<L>As if they liv'd by fighting, and would make</L>
<L>A trade of wars; and tho&s;e that &s;hall per&s;wade them</L>
<L>To leave that cour&s;e of life, they alwayes take</L>
<L>For forraign enemies that would invade them:</L>
<L>As for example, twenty dayes ago,</L>
<L>When half a dozen Shepherds in their walkings,</L>
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<L>And meditations walking to and fro;</L>
<L>When in the mid&s;t of their &s;incere&s;t talkings,</L>
<L>There pa&s;&s;ed by three Captains of the We&s;t,</L>
<L>That liv'd by fighting. We, as we were taught,</L>
<L>Saluted them with <HI>(vobis pax)</HI> that's be&s;t;</L>
<L>And they reply'd, Your words mu&s;t pa&s;&s;e for nought:</L>
<L>You Rogues, quoth they, our livings is by war,</L>
<L>And do you wi&s;h us peace, for to undo us?</L>
<L>D'ye wi&s;h for that, which our contents would mar?</L>
<L>A wor&s;e condition cannot come unto us.</L>
<L>But give me leave to &s;peak a word or two</L>
<L>Of my conceiving, now it comes to minde,</L>
<L>Tis po&s;&s;ible for one to fain to do</L>
<L>Such glotious things, that humane eyes will blinde:</L>
<L>Do&s;t thou not &s;ee how skilfull &s;ome are grown,</L>
<L>To play the Chri&s;tians on the worldly &s;tage?</L>
<L>What glorious out-&s;ides to the world are &s;hown,</L>
<L>By &s;ome that are a great deal under age?</L>
<L>Have we not &s;een a Woolvi&s;h nature wear</L>
<L>A Sheep-skin for his covering, clo&s;ely hiding</L>
<L>His ears, and teeth, that's alwayes bent to tear;</L>
<L>Yet with the Sheep and Lambe, are alwayes &s;iding?</L>
<L>Do&s;t thou not know, my friend, me thinks 'tis plain,</L>
<L>That humane creatures are for imitation?</L>
<L>And he that &s;pake it, did not &s;peak in vain;</L>
<L>Neither in manner, nor in limitation,</L>
<L><HI>Do as you &s;ee me do:</HI> You &s;ee my doings</L>
<L>Is for your imitation, follow me,</L>
<L>Ob&s;erve the &s;teps I take, and all my goings,</L>
<L>For I can walk on raging waves you &s;ee.</L>
<L>Come learn of me, my friends, and I will teach you</L>
<L>The way of thriving, you that would be rich,</L>
<L>No cunning crafty dealer &s;hall out-reach you,</L>
<L>No School-play Engins can the minde bewitch;</L>
<L>But you that follow, and would learn indeed,</L>
<L>Be well advi&s;ed, leave your &s;elves behinde,</L>
<L>Of &s;uch great luggage there is now no need,</L>
<L>For you mu&s;t be content with what you finde:</L>
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<L>But, oh my friends, look for no better fare</L>
<L>Then I your Captain. We &s;hall meet with tho&s;e</L>
<L>With venom'd tongues, and brazen face will dare</L>
<L>For to affront, and venture to oppo&s;e,</L>
<L>Through many turnings, and through windings &s;trange,</L>
<L>Even through the deeps I pa&s;&s;e, and &s;o mu&s;t you;</L>
<L>Yea, you mu&s;t wait as I did for your change:</L>
<L>No other way I can, nor will allow;</L>
<L>The way is mine, the eye of fle&s;h is blinde,</L>
<L>Her prudent ones by &s;eeking for the door;</L>
<L>Their eyes are held, alas, they cannot finde,</L>
<L>No entrance there, becau&s;e they are not poor.</L>
<L>Thou art too great to enter in this way,</L>
<L>Too rich, and full, thou ha&s;t no need of me;</L>
<L>The glorious Arm of fle&s;h is all thy &s;tay;</L>
<L>The&s;e with thy under&s;tanding be&s;t agree:</L>
<L>Could'&s;t thou but be content to go along</L>
<L>Into the horrid death, and be content</L>
<L>The mortified &s;ouls to &s;it among,</L>
<L>Accounting that thy chiefe&s;t element;</L>
<L>And could'&s;t thou be content to &s;tay with me</L>
<L>The time appointed in that dark&s;ome night,</L>
<L>Untill the day-&s;tar do ari&s;e to thee,</L>
<L>And give good heed my Word, to follow right,</L>
<L>And be content to &s;peak it from thy heart,</L>
<L>Lord, I will follow thee where ere thou goe&s;t,</L>
<L>Nor death, nor hell, &s;hall my affections part,</L>
<L>I will not leave thee when thou art at lowe&s;t:</L>
<L>Let airy birds flee to their fooli&s;h ne&s;ts,</L>
<L>Let crafty foxes run to holes for hiding;</L>
<L>But our affections flies, and never re&s;ts,</L>
<L>And cannot finde a place for our abiding,</L>
<L>Untill it finde thee for to pitch upon.</L>
<L>Thou art the body, Eagles they have wings,</L>
<L>To flee from fooli&s;h &s;hadows, and be gone:</L>
<L>They cannot re&s;t on the&s;e decaying things,</L>
<L>They &s;ee, they &s;ee, for Eagles they have eyes;</L>
<L>They &s;ee another nature is preparing,</L>
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<L>Quite through the vapours of contentments flies,</L>
<L>And will not &s;tay to &s;ee the&s;e plea&s;ures &s;haring.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ralph.</SPEAKER>
<L>But <HI>Tom,</HI> I know thy skill hath greatly fail'd</L>
<L>In laying &s;pirits; yet I know thy skill</L>
<L>Is great in rai&s;ing &s;pirits, that prevail'd,</L>
<L>And rais'd a &s;torm that overturn'd a mill:</L>
<L>And I remember well, thou &s;hewd'&s;t thy art,</L>
<L>To lay the &s;pirit with thy conjuration;</L>
<L>But yet the devill did &s;o play his part,</L>
<L>In black confu&s;ion, that by <HI>Wills</HI> relation,</L>
<L>It blew down arms of Trees, and one great Oak,</L>
<L>That by relation &s;tood three hundred yeers:</L>
<L>Till thou wa&s;t forced deeply to invoke</L>
<L>Our Ma&s;ters ayd with grievous bitter tears:</L>
<L>At la&s;t our Ma&s;ter came, and chid the winde,</L>
<L>And hu&s;ht the &s;torm, that pre&s;ently obey'd,</L>
<L>The evill &s;pirit he in chains did binde,</L>
<L>'T was well for thee thou gott'&s;t &s;uch &s;peedy ayd.</L>
<L>And I remember what our Ma&s;ter &s;pake,</L>
<L>Rebuking thee for thy pre&s;umption bold;</L>
<L>And many a tear I wa&s;ted for thy &s;ake,</L>
<L>For I perceiv'd right well, thy heart grew cold:</L>
<L>Would&s;t thou pre&s;ume to meddle with that Book</L>
<L>Of which I gave thee charge full long ago</L>
<L>No not to touch, much le&s;&s;e therein to look?</L>
<L>Now thou may&s;t &s;ee thy &s;trength that fails thee &s;o;</L>
<L>Now thou may&s;t &s;ee how weak thou art indeed,</L>
<L>Had I not come in quickly to thy ayd,</L>
<L>Hearing thee cry, but loth to &s;ee thee bleed;</L>
<L>And with my wi&s;edom and my skill &s;oon laid</L>
<L>That evill &s;pirit, &s;ure thou had&s;t been torn</L>
<L>In little peices le&s;&s;e then nothing; and</L>
<L>Each little peice a monument of &s;corn</L>
<L>To every evill eye in view might &s;tand.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>John.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou art too cruell <HI>Ned</HI> in my conceiving,</L>
<L>For t'other night I in my meditation,</L>
<L>I thought on thee, and of thy har&s;h bereaving</L>
<L>The little Bird of her &s;weet generation:</L>
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<L>Thou take&s;t away the Ne&s;t, and Birds, and all,</L>
<L>Thou took'&s;t away the Dam, that few would do;</L>
<L>Me thinks it &s;eem'd to me unnaturall,</L>
<L>And thou &s;ome penalty mu&s;t undergo;</L>
<L>Me thinks it were &s;ufficient for to take</L>
<L>The little Birds, and let the Dam go free,</L>
<L>And not to act the devils part, to make</L>
<L>The &s;oul a prey unto thy cruelty.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>You wor&s;t of men, lay down your Shepherds Crooks,</L>
<L>The En&s;ignes of your honour, come re&s;igne them,</L>
<L>Retire a while, and live among the Rooks,</L>
<L>And in your circles &s;tudy to confine them:</L>
<L>Go prattle with the daws, for we have &s;een</L>
<L>Enough to make us loath you, and your coates;</L>
<L>'Tis not your countrey Grey will make us ween</L>
<L>You &s;imple-hone&s;t, you mu&s;t change your notes:</L>
<L>Our Ma&s;ters &s;ervants now begin to learn</L>
<L>To know, and can di&s;tingui&s;h words and words;</L>
<L>But words are winde, they're able to di&s;cern</L>
<L>What &s;ollid &s;ub&s;tance frothy words affords.</L>
<L>Now you may &s;it, and talk, and tell us tales,</L>
<L>What other Shepherds &s;aid, and what they did:</L>
<L>But what do you who an&s;wers to your calls,</L>
<L>For underneath your coats there's rapine hid:</L>
<L>Now you may pawn your Sheep-hooks if you will,</L>
<L>And throw away your Pipes, or if you plea&s;e,</L>
<L>Make mu&s;ick to the Woolves, for they have skill</L>
<L>To dance after your Piping for their ea&s;e.</L>
<L>You tell us of your pains, and watchings often,</L>
<L>When we are in our folds &s;ecurely &s;leeping,</L>
<L>And with &s;uch rubs as the&s;e, you work, and &s;often,</L>
<L>Our &s;heepi&s;h nature of your care in keeping:</L>
<L>If you take care, are you not well rewarded?</L>
<L>Are you not cloathed with the fine&s;t Wool?</L>
<L>Though you forget your flock, none more regarded,</L>
<L>And though they pine, you have your bellies full;</L>
<L>And yet you &s;ay, It fares with us poor hearts,</L>
<L>Even as with Carriers Hor&s;es, who mu&s;t bear,</L>
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<L>And do expect no pity for our parts,</L>
<L>Till underneath the weight we &s;inking are.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ned.</SPEAKER>
<L>What art thou angry <HI>John?</HI> do'&s;t thou do well,</L>
<L>For to expre&s;&s;e thy pa&s;&s;ion in this &s;ort?</L>
<L>I preethee be advis'd, for I can tell,</L>
<L>'Tis good for to be cautious of report;</L>
<L>For &s;ome reports be fal&s;e, though &s;ome be true,</L>
<L>And &s;ome will out of envy utter forth</L>
<L>Their very &s;pleeni&s;h nature, and there's few</L>
<L>Attain to moderation of much worth.</L>
<L>When I pa&s;&s;e by a Shepherd that doth wear</L>
<L>An hone&s;t ru&s;&s;et-coat, I do comply,</L>
<L>And do him fitting reverence, for I &s;wear,</L>
<L>With any rea&s;on I cannot deny,</L>
<L>To give him good re&s;pect, at lea&s;t in &s;hew,</L>
<L>That wears the coat of gravity; though he</L>
<L>Wears underneath his hood a brazen brow,</L>
<L>And is not what he &s;hould, or ought to be;</L>
<L>For orders &s;ake, I &s;hew him good re&s;pect:</L>
<L>For thus I think, he's good, or &s;hould be &s;o,</L>
<L>He's foreman of a flock that &s;hould direct,</L>
<L>His Ma&s;ters &s;heep the &s;teps that they &s;hould go;</L>
<L>But 'tis thy zeal, I cannot blame thee much;</L>
<L>And yet our Ma&s;ter &s;aith, Lay down your Arms,</L>
<L>Put up your Swords, I have no need of &s;uch,</L>
<L>I have no thought to work you humane harms,</L>
<L>I am for peace, I have no minde to fight,</L>
<L>My Shepherds mu&s;t not &s;trive, my &s;heep are quiet,</L>
<L>There's nothing in their nature to affright,</L>
<L>Their wantonne&s;&s;e did nere intend to ryot:</L>
<L>Perhaps the Lambs will run at barley break,</L>
<L>And wantonly will frisk it on the Downs,</L>
<L>For to expre&s;&s;e their joyfulne&s;&s;e: But &s;peak,</L>
<L>If you ere &s;aw a &s;heep u&s;e killing frowns;</L>
<L>Perhaps they'l break the Hedges for to finde</L>
<L>Out better pa&s;ture, &s;ometimes &s;poil the corn,</L>
<L>And yet not well contented in their minde,</L>
<L>Wander in de&s;art places, till forlorn:</L>
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<L>But let that pa&s;&s;e, let's learn for to forgive,</L>
<L>And to forget unkindne&s;&s;e, and let's pre&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Unto a further pitch, till we arive</L>
<L>Even at the lowe&s;t cell of humblene&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>And there let's &s;it and &s;ing under that &s;hade,</L>
<L>Where Envy cannot peep to mar our plea&s;ures,</L>
<L>The arbour that of old our Ma&s;ter made,</L>
<L>And therein takes delight to lay his trea&s;ures.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ah Brother <HI>Ned,</HI> ha&s;t thou no better learnd,</L>
<L>Then thus to reverence fooli&s;h painted clothes?</L>
<L>Thine eye I'm &s;ure hath better things di&s;cern'd,</L>
<L>I dare be bold, &s;uch things thy judgement lothes.</L>
<L>A Cobler is a Chri&s;tian, wilt thou look</L>
<L>Upon his &s;ervile clothes with high di&s;dain?</L>
<L>That's not Gods eye I'm &s;ure, and who can brooke,</L>
<L>Ah, who can bear this ba&s;e indignity!</L>
<L>Chri&s;t did not with his Rabby Doctours &s;it,</L>
<L>So much to hear them, as for to oppo&s;e</L>
<L>Their vanity, and their great want of wit,</L>
<L>With an intent his trea&s;ure to di&s;clo&s;e:</L>
<L>Where is the Scribe, the crafty &s;cribling Scribe,</L>
<L>The Worlds di&s;puter, rhetorician railer,</L>
<L>Boa&s;ting their great de&s;cent of <HI>Levies</HI> Tribe,</L>
<L>And in the Arm of fle&s;h is aprevailer?</L>
<L>Leave offering to this Idoll, now my friends,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t we be alwayes children, alwayes learning</L>
<L>Of them that Preach them&s;elves for their ba&s;e ends,</L>
<L>For bread and chee&s;e, and pocket up their earnings?</L>
<L>But now becau&s;e my word, perhaps may fright thee,</L>
<L>I'll &s;ing a Song a little to delight thee.</L>
</SP>
<Q><TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>The Song.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>You that mindle&s;&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of unkindne&s;le,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sit and &s;ing away your hours,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In the Sea&s;on</HI></L>
<L><HI>When fair Rea&s;on</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sits among&s;t the lovely flowers,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where Birds &s;inging,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Mu&s;ick bringing</HI></L>
<L><HI>To the Arbour of delight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With &s;uch fitne&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With a witne&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our Hobgoblins doth affright.</HI></L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Natures chearing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Voices clearing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Come and help us bear a part.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ea&s;e our longing</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of Arts wronging.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nature far &s;urpa&s;&s;eth Art.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nature's &s;pringing</HI></L>
<L><HI>Helps our &s;inging,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Give us natures wings to flie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That will chear us,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And twill bear us</HI></L>
<L><HI>Almo&s;t to eternity.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>View the paving</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where no waving</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor &s;hadow of a change;</HI></L>
<L><HI>No appearing</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of ba&s;e fearing</HI></L>
<L><HI>Can on the Meadows range.</HI></L>
<L><HI>View the&s;e building,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And the guilding,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And the noble Wreathes of Fame:</HI></L>
<L><HI>View the &s;tories</HI></L>
<L><HI>And the glories,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of Loves never dying name.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Mark the Traces</HI></L>
<L><HI>And the Graces,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Mark the &s;hooes the &s;oul doth wear:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sweet affections,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Rare perfections,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In her &s;teps there doth appear.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Mark the talkings</HI></L>
<L><HI>And the walkings</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of the lovely &s;oul divine:</HI></L>
<L><HI>To the Center</HI></L>
<L><HI>At adventure</HI></L>
<L><HI>She wholly doth incline.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Where e&s;pying</HI></L>
<L><HI>In her flying</HI></L>
<L><HI>Far above the common Sphears,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Lovely beings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Glorious &s;eeings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which the longing &s;oul uprears:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who a&s;piring</HI></L>
<L><HI>With de&s;iring,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Both in nature and in name.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though e&s;tranged,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Would be changed,</HI></L>
<L><HI>For to be the very &s;ame.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT></Q>
<LG>
<L>If I &s;hould u&s;e plain terms, and call thee theef,</L>
<L>I think I &s;hould not wrong thee; for I think</L>
<L>Thou ha&s;t deceiv'd the gods, and to be brief,</L>
<L>Without equivocation, by this drink</L>
<L>I'll &s;peak my minde; thus I conceive of thee,</L>
<L>That thou ha&s;t got admittance to the place</L>
<L>Where thou Heavens flames of &s;weet content did&s;t &s;ee,</L>
<L>And being &s;ped of &s;uch a noble grace,</L>
<L>Stole from the Altar in the heat of day,</L>
<L>Fire in thy Ve&s;&s;ell, and in Embers hid it:</L>
<L>And now 'tis manife&s;t thou do&s;t a&s;&s;ay,</L>
<L>To blaze it as thine own, but we have &s;pi'd it.</L>
</LG>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now where's your charity? I &s;ee you &s;hoot</L>
<L>At random now: If <HI>Jonathan</HI> were here,</L>
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<L>I dare be bold Ide know him by his foot;</L>
<L>His Shafts of love would flie beyond us there;</L>
<L>But now I &s;ee th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">art marry'd to thy minde:</L>
<L>Thy Freedom is but Bondage: I could wi&s;h</L>
<L>That thou would&s;t never marry; for I finde</L>
<L>In troubled waters thou delight'&s;t to fi&s;h.</L>
<L>Ah <HI>Will!</HI> 'tis well with thee, that &s;it&s;t among</L>
<L>Thy fellow-Shepherds, playing in the &s;hade,</L>
<L>Wh<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">t we are pe&s;ter'd with a fearfull throng</L>
<L>Of men of <HI>Mars</HI> that all our Coa&s;ts invade,</L>
<L>That &s;poil our mirth, and hinder all our joys,</L>
<L>Our &s;cattered flocks amazing with their noi&s;e.</L>
<L>Come, we are friends, let's lay by di&s;content,</L>
<L>And let us &s;ing.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<Q><TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>The SONG.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>AS of late</HI></L>
<L><HI>In</HI> Babylon <HI>we &s;ate,</HI></L>
<L><HI>By the waves</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e &s;tout braves</HI></L>
<L><HI>Were enrag'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>As if they had pre&s;ag'd</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our ruine out of hand.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then to minde</HI></L>
<L><HI>I called thee right kinde</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sion bright,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e fair light</HI></L>
<L><HI>Dazling eye,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And Princely Maje&s;tie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Still in our &s;oul doth &s;tand,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With tears fre&s;h bleeding new,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our plants we did bedew;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And hung by</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our harps upon the watry Willows nigh.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then they (to us forlorn)</HI></L>
<L><HI>Spake in deriding &s;corn,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To grieve us more:</HI></L>
<L><HI>We hear you have &s;ome Songs in &s;tore;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then tune a &s;tring,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Come and &s;ing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>We fain would hear</HI></L>
<L><HI>What Mu&s;ick words</HI></L>
<L><HI>Your &s;oul affords,</HI></L>
<L><HI>This heavie weight to bear.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Ah, how &s;hould we</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our &s;trings &s;et to agree,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or make choice</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of a voice</HI></L>
<L><HI>For to &s;ound,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That ecchoes might rebound</HI></L>
<L><HI>Jehovah's living fame,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In a land</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where folly doth command</HI></L>
<L><HI>With delight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In de&s;pight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To ore&s;way</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in confu&s;ion lay</HI></L>
<L><HI>Poor Sions lovely frame?</HI></L>
<L><HI>But in the&s;e woes if I</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where ere I come deny</HI></L>
<L><HI>And forget</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thee and thy &s;ilver drops that wet,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And di&s;tills</HI></L>
<PB N="78" REF="37">
<L><HI>Down to the little hills</HI></L>
<L><HI>And forlorn allies,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And fills with Songs de&s;pi&s;ed vallies:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let my skill</HI></L>
<L><HI>Fail for to fulfill</HI></L>
<L><HI>Her task intended:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For to allay that furious fray</HI></L>
<L><HI>From helli&s;h fumes a&s;cended.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>All my joys</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">alue but as toys:</HI></L>
<L><HI>If I mi&s;&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thee my bli&s;&s;e;</HI></L>
<L><HI>If I prize</HI></L>
<L><HI>Not thy rich dignities</HI></L>
<L><HI>Above my dying fame;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let my tongue</HI></L>
<L><HI>In &s;ilence keep among</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tho&s;e that lie</HI></L>
<L><HI>Long lad by</HI></L>
<L><HI>In the graves,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where di&s;mall bonds en&s;laves</HI></L>
<L><HI>&V;nto a breathle&s;&s;e name:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Dear Sion, my delight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>If I thy building &s;light,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or if I</HI></L>
<L><HI>Do not thy a&s;hes dignifie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let mine eyes</HI></L>
<L><HI>Be fill'd with &s;alt &s;upplies,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And brini&s;h weeping,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And blinded with eternall &s;leeping.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Griefs renew,</HI></L>
<L><HI>When I view</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy wa&s;te buildings;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yea 'tis my wo,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To &s;ee the &s;o</HI></L>
<L><HI>Deface thy noble gildings.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Edom <HI>he,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though he our kin&s;man be,</HI></L>
<L><HI>On that day</HI></L>
<L><HI>Did di&s;play</HI></L>
<L><HI>Much de&s;pight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>As if he took delight</HI></L>
<L><HI>To view our &s;ore di&s;tre&s;&s;e;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For relief,</HI></L>
<L><HI>They added to our grief,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&V;&s;ing words</HI></L>
<L><HI>Wor&s;e then &s;words,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With rude cries,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in their ma&s;ter-prize,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Their madne&s;&s;e did expre&s;&s;e.</HI></L>
<L><HI>The&s;e buildings raze, &s;aid they,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in the du&s;t them lay,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And pull down</HI></L>
<L><HI>The glory of her peerly Crown;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For ever bla&s;t the fame</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of Sions fooli&s;h name,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And make it die,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in eternall &s;ilence lie.</HI></L>
<L><HI>See, O Lord,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And record</HI></L>
<L><HI>Their cur&s;ed joying,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And bear the noi&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>The&s;e furies rai&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In Sions walls de&s;troying.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Babels <HI>pride,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Di&s;play'd both far and wide:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though &s;he's &s;een</HI></L>
<L><HI>As a Queen,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sitting where</HI></L>
<L><HI>She &s;ays &s;he has no fear</HI></L>
<L><HI>For ever to behold</HI></L>
<L><HI>Mourning &s;trange,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or di&s;mall face of change,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To affright</HI></L>
<L><HI>With their &s;ight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or betray</HI></L>
<L><HI>&V;nto a gloomy day,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who dares be &s;o bold?</HI></L>
<L><HI>But there's a ble&s;&s;ed friend,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That doth our Cau&s;e defend,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e &s;trong hand</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shall lay thy Towers level with the &s;and:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yea, happie &s;ure is he,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That &s;o rewardeth thee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;erves thee thus,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With &s;uch de&s;pight as thou ha&s;t &s;erved us.</HI></L>
<PB N="79" REF="37">
<L><HI>Yea, thrice ble&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That dete&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tho&s;e brats of thine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And da&s;h them all</HI></L>
<L><HI>In pieces &s;mall,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Again&s;t the Rock Divine.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT></Q>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ned.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why how now, <HI>Will,</HI> what walking all alone</L>
<L>Without the bounds of our communicating?</L>
<L>Are thy thoughts boundle&s;&s;e? wilt thou needs be gone,</L>
<L>And flie beyond us in thy contemplating?</L>
<L>Shall flying thoughts be valu'd? do&s;t thou think</L>
<L>They'll pa&s;&s;e for currant &s;till among the wi&s;e?</L>
<L>Do&s;t think all's blinde that at thy follies wink?</L>
<L>No, no, we &s;ee thy fooli&s;h enterpri&s;e:</L>
<L>Thou would&s;t be boundle&s;&s;e fain; I know thy aim,</L>
<L>Thou aim&s;t at things too far beyond thy reach;</L>
<L>The Labyrinth thou walk&s;t in doth proclaim,</L>
<L>Thou do&s;t thy Con&s;cience on the tenters &s;tretch.</L>
<L>Thou &s;eem&s;t regardle&s;&s;e both of friend and fo:</L>
<L>Sad melancholy mu&s;ings, cloudy mi&s;ts,</L>
<L>Enclo&s;eth thee wherever thou do&s;t go,</L>
<L>And thy conceivings are on <HI>Had I wi&s;ts.</HI></L>
<L>Thy thoughts do much re&s;emble, to my minde,</L>
<L>The A&s;&s;es thoughts, that turns away his eyes,</L>
<L>And will not &s;ee the Wolf that &s;tands behinde,</L>
<L>With open mouth, awaiting for his Prize.</L>
<L>Put off thy Vizard, that we may behold</L>
<L>Thee in thy &s;elfne&s;&s;e: Why &s;hould&s;t thou appear</L>
<L>More lovely then thou art a thou&s;and fold?</L>
<L>It ca&s;ts a lu&s;tre that my eyes doth blear,</L>
<L>Had I not known thee, I and many more</L>
<L>Had been deceiv'd by this fal&s;e glo&s;&s;e of thine:</L>
<L>But I have &s;een thee &s;ometimes heretofore</L>
<L>To pull it off and on, to make thee fine.</L>
<L>Faith I confe&s;&s;e it doth become thee well,</L>
<L>If it were naturall, 'tis lovely, and 'twill draw</L>
<L>The hearts of the beholders: But Ile tell</L>
<L>Thee what I think, and what I'm &s;ure I &s;aw.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Will.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ah, brother <HI>Ned,</HI> my &s;adne&s;&s;e grows of this,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e I &s;ee &s;o little God in thee:</L>
<PB N="80" REF="38">
<L>For I account it more then common bli&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>In any man the&s;e glad&s;ome beams to &s;ee:</L>
<L>But when I &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">e the&s;e beams of di&s;content,</L>
<L>Breathing revenge for ev'ry &s;light offence;</L>
<L>And when I &s;ee thee vomit &s;pleen, and vent</L>
<L>Thy own conceivings loath&s;ome to my &s;en&s;e;</L>
<L>I &s;top my no&s;e, the &s;en&s;es of my &s;oul</L>
<L>I &s;hut again&s;t the&s;e vapours that ari&s;e.</L>
<L>Nor friend nor fo &s;hall give mine ear controul;</L>
<L>For I have weigh'd thy fooli&s;h fallacies:</L>
<L>Within my Balance I have weigh'd thy words,</L>
<L>And I have found them lighter then the winde,</L>
<L>And I perceive no better things accords</L>
<L>With thee then vanity in gro&s;&s;e entwinde.</L>
</SP>
<Q><TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>SONG.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>ALl you that are for</HI> Salem <HI>bound,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hye boys, ha&s;te away,</HI></L>
<L><HI>For fear our &s;hips &s;hould be aground;</HI></L>
<L><HI>There's no &s;afety in delay:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For Time and Tyde will &s;tay for none,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hey <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">o, loth to part:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Now time doth &s;erve, we mu&s;t be gone;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Each one bring away his heart.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Methinks I hear our Ma&s;ter call,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ho Boys, come aboard:</HI></L>
<L><HI>The time doth pa&s;&s;e, the Tyde doth fall;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hear friends, give the word.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Come hor&s;t np Sails, and bear amain,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Fair winde, gentle gale:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let none of you your courage &s;tain,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Here's winde enough to fill our Sail.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>There's no fit place to harbour here,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hard rocks, no remor&s;e;</HI></L>
<L><HI>No &s;helter on the&s;e coa&s;ts appear;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Blinde guides &s;teer our cour&s;e:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Mighty hills on every &s;ide,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Valleys deep, as low as bell.</HI></L>
<L><HI>The raging waves who can abde?</HI></L>
<L><HI>And for to &s;till them who can tell?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Thus we with re&s;olution arm'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Come life, come death;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Patience makes us pa&s;&s;e unharm'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Once lo&s;t, out of breath.</HI></L>
<L><HI>If we be lo&s;t, the Sea will &s;ave;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Chear boys, here's a prize:</HI></L>
<L><HI>We Sea-men mu&s;t not fear a wave,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That's a &s;hame that we de&s;pi&s;e.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>For we well know that we &s;hall meet</HI></L>
<L><HI>Proud blades that will not fail,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And us with lofty &s;peeches greet;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ho friends, &s;trike your Sail:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But we have learn'd for to re&s;i&s;t;</HI></L>
<L><HI>No Colours we will fear.</HI></L>
<L><HI>There is no pleading</HI> Had I wi&s;t,</L>
<L><HI>Nor yet no place of hiding here.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Lo yonder comes the roaring crew,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Come boye, danger's neer:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our courage we mu&s;t now renew;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Stand by, fooli&s;h fear.</HI></L>
<PB N="81" REF="38">
<L><HI>Avant you foule tormenting charmes,</HI></L>
<L><HI>heer's helpe enough at hand:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Come noble hearts, &s;tand to your Armes,</HI></L>
<L><HI>a greater force we mu&s;t with&s;tand.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>N<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">ear our Ma&s;ter &s;peak;</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span">, be advis'd:</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> lgement is but weake;</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> come di&s;gui&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">d.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yet you may know them by their feet.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Dr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="4 letters"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word">, cleer your &s;ight:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For this <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">ll cup of</HI> Nectar <HI>&s;weet</HI></L>
<L><HI>will make a &s;ear&s;ull Coward fight.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> we fear their cur&s;ed noy&s;e?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Charge boyes, doe not &s;pare.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Me things their roarings are but toyes:</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;tand to it, ca&s;t off Care.</HI></L>
<L><HI>So long as we &s;tand charg'd with Love</HI></L>
<L><HI>who dares to a&s;&s;ault?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Their bold pre&s;umption well we prove;</HI></L>
<L><HI>if they be wounded, 'tis their fault.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Bear up your En&s;igne in their view;</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">t Sirs, &s;pare no co&s;t:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Among<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"> them wounding Arrowes &s;trew;</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> are not lo&s;t:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Perhaps they may reflect agen,</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span">, bleeding Soules:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then who can heal the&s;e wounded men?</HI></L>
<L><HI>gentle brea&s;ts their grief condoles.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Stand to it boldly, noble herts,</HI></L>
<L><HI>'ward their charge againe:</HI></L>
<L><HI>You &s;ee they &s;end us poy&s;oned Darts,</HI></L>
<L><HI>reward them for their paine;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;end them double two for one;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Loves &s;haftes wound deep:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Di&s;charge again and they'le be gone,</HI></L>
<L><HI>or in their woundings fall a &s;leep.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Alas, when will the&s;e troubles cea&s;e.</HI></L>
<L><HI>weak &s;oules, feeble &s;trength;</HI></L>
<L><HI>That we the harbour of our peace</HI></L>
<L><HI>might &s;ee at the length?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ah now our Ship begins to &s;inke,</HI></L>
<L><HI>helpe hands, &s;pare no co&s;t:</HI></L>
<L><HI>We mu&s;t of greater &s;orrowes drinke,</HI></L>
<L><HI>alas our Ankors hold is lo&s;t.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Oh Ma&s;ter wake, ari&s;e, and &s;ave,</HI></L>
<L><HI>we peri&s;h if thou &s;tay:</HI></L>
<L><HI>We fear the Sea will be our grave,</HI></L>
<L><HI>thou can&s;t the&s;e waves allay:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou can&s;t rebuke the roaring Seas,</HI></L>
<L><HI>furious tempe&s;ts thou can&s;t &s;till:</HI></L>
<L><HI>If thou but chide, the winde obeyes,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and &s;tands &s;ubmi&s;&s;ive to thy will.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT></Q>
<Q><TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<ARGUMENT>
<HEAD>THE ARGVMENT.</HEAD>
<L>THe Shepherds boy, with low and &s;ad a&s;pect,</L>
<L>as if orecome with pa&s;&s;ion, lookes about him,</L>
<L>And for a while doth &s;eemingly neglect</L>
<L>his &s;tragling flocke within him and without him:</L>
<L>Then recollecting his di&s;per&s;ed powers,</L>
<L>who almo&s;t lo&s;t in Silence, pa&s;&s;eth by</L>
<L>All di&s;contents, re&s;olves to &s;pend his houres</L>
<L>in things more &s;erious, and his pipe doth try,</L>
<PB N="82" REF="39">
<L>Invites the &s;catter'd Flock to hear a Song,</L>
<L>and by the name of <HI>(Woman)</HI> comprehends</L>
<L>The humble &s;oul fair <HI>Rachel</HI> weeping long;</L>
<L>And then digre&s;&s;ing from his matter, &s;pends</L>
<L>Much of his time in wandring wearine&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>Sometimes aloft, &s;ometimes in low de&s;pair,</L>
<L>Some ob&s;ervations high he doth expre&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>Though he may &s;eem &s;ometimes to beat the air:</L>
<L>Of the five Sen&s;es &s;peaks &s;ometimes in brief.</L>
<L>The&s;e in a &s;illy cloud are mixt together;</L>
<L>The &s;ingle eye di&s;cerns which are the chief,</L>
<L>And can di&s;tingui&s;h when he &s;peaks of either.</L>
<L>After long &s;eeking, weeping <HI>Rachel</HI>'s found;</L>
<L>Her griefs are known, her childrens lo&s;&s;e cuts deep;</L>
<L>In telling of their names, her griefs abound:</L>
<L>Order nor Method in this Song doth keep.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<HEAD>The <HI>SONG.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>DEare&s;t Darlings of the plaines,</HI></L>
<L><HI>place of Soules re&s;iding;</HI></L>
<L><HI>You that li&s;ten to the Swaines</HI></L>
<L><HI>by the rivers gliding:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Come and hearken to a Pipe</HI></L>
<L><HI>that playes out of Sea&s;on;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For my oaten reed's not ripe,</HI></L>
<L><HI>yet it harpes on rea&s;on.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Come, Ile tell you of a Song</HI></L>
<L><HI>that I heard one &s;inging,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Full of wo and pa&s;&s;ion &s;trong,</HI></L>
<L><HI>heart and hands a wringing.</HI></L>
<L><HI>'Tis a womans voice, &s;aid I;</HI></L>
<L><HI>this I &s;aid in thinking;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For I &s;aw no creature nigh,</HI></L>
<L><HI>but &s;ome birds a drinking,</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Lifting up their little bills</HI></L>
<L><HI>to their great Creator,</HI></L>
<L><HI>They had quickly drunk their fills,</HI></L>
<L><HI>then to the Theator,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Flew about the worlds great &s;tage,</HI></L>
<L><HI>every thing po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>At their holdne&s;&s;e none did rage,</HI></L>
<L><HI>they no law tran&s;gre&s;&s;ing:</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>None pre&s;umed for to aske</HI></L>
<L><HI>them of their abiding,</HI></L>
<L><HI>They did &s;till performe their taske,</HI></L>
<L><HI>fear'd not Ma&s;ters chiding.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where&s;o'ere they &s;et their Feet,</HI></L>
<L><HI>in their e&s;timation.</HI></L>
<L><HI>'Twas their own, and not unmeet</HI></L>
<L><HI>to their reputation.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Then me thought I heard a quire</HI></L>
<L><HI>of the&s;e airie Creatures,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Moved much with &s;trong de&s;ire</HI></L>
<L><HI>to behold their features;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Much rejoycing for to hear</HI></L>
<L><HI>how they prais'd their Maker,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh, thought I, might I draw neer,</HI></L>
<L><HI>to be their partaker.</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="83" REF="39">
<LG>
<L><HI>Pre&s;&s;ing &s;omething nigh the place</HI></L>
<L><HI>where they congregated,</HI></L>
<L><HI>They thought I had come to cha&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and been animated</HI></L>
<L><HI>For to hurt them in their joy;</HI></L>
<L><HI>but I had no intention</HI></L>
<L><HI>For to work their lea&s;t annoy;</HI></L>
<L><HI>fight was their prevention.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>I regardle&s;&s;e for a while,</HI></L>
<L><HI>went a&s;ide to wander</HI></L>
<L><HI>In the de&s;ert many a mile,</HI></L>
<L><HI>where was no by-&s;tander:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then to work my thoughts were &s;et,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and my minde a flying;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Matter plenty to intreat,</HI></L>
<L><HI>objects new de&s;crying.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Sometimes Ca&s;tles in the air</HI></L>
<L><HI>I would fain be building;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Something &s;till will cro&s;&s;e the hair,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and mar all the guilding.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Re&s;tle&s;&s;e thoughts my minde po&s;&s;e&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>high imaginations;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Still there thru&s;t in many a gue&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>working mole&s;tations.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Sometimes almo&s;t in de&s;pair,</HI></L>
<L><HI>at the con&s;cience chiding;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then, thought I, I will repair</HI></L>
<L><HI>to my former biding:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But the thoughts of my return</HI></L>
<L><HI>to my former &s;tation,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Made my inward parts to burn,</HI></L>
<L><HI>with a great vexation.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Oh, thought I, mu&s;t I forfo</HI></L>
<L><HI>my acquaintance loving?</HI></L>
<L><HI>All tho&s;e friends that I love &s;o,</HI></L>
<L><HI>kinde re&s;pects to moving?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shall I part with my two eyes,</HI></L>
<L><HI>lovely things de&s;crying,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To be guided by &s;uch Spies,</HI></L>
<L><HI>into weakne&s;&s;e prying?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>I that have been apt to think</HI></L>
<L><HI>no mans &s;eeing better</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then mine own, I now mu&s;t wink</HI></L>
<L><HI>and become a debter,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To be guided and be led</HI></L>
<L><HI>by &s;ome &s;ower leader,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;o think my &s;elf well &s;ped</HI></L>
<L><HI>with har&s;h Lecture-Reader.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Ah, tho&s;e dainty Mu&s;ick words</HI></L>
<L><HI>that I often hearing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>That &s;uch &s;weet delights affords</HI></L>
<L><HI>to the Sen&s;es chearing:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Mu&s;t I now forgo to hear</HI></L>
<L><HI>the&s;e delightfull voyces?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ravi&s;hments that charm the ea<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI></L>
<L><HI>humane &s;en&s;e rejoyces.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Mu&s;t I now endure a wrong?</HI></L>
<L><HI>ah, how &s;hall I bear it!</HI></L>
<L><HI>Blowes and &s;mitings with the tongue,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I do greatly fear it.</HI></L>
<L><HI>I that have been apt to give</HI></L>
<L><HI>blowes and evil &s;peeches</HI></L>
<L><HI>Two for one, now mu&s;t I &s;trive</HI></L>
<L><HI>to come with kinde be&s;eeches?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>I could nere abide to &s;ee</HI></L>
<L><HI>any man more prouder</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then my &s;elf, nor any he</HI></L>
<L><HI>in his defence &s;peak louder.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh how &s;en&s;ible of wrong,</HI></L>
<L><HI>quick in opprehen&s;ion</HI></L>
<L><HI>To conceive offences &s;trong,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;corning reprehen&s;ion!</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>How unapt am I to learn</HI></L>
<L><HI>lovely moderation,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And unable to di&s;cern</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;nares of tribulation</HI></L>
<L><HI>That lie hidden underneath</HI></L>
<L><HI>leaves of painted plea&s;ure,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Broods of Serpents that do breath</HI></L>
<L><HI>bla&s;tings out of mea&s;ure?</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="85" REF="40">
<LG>
<L><HI>How have I been over-joyed</HI></L>
<L><HI>at delicious &s;mellings?</HI></L>
<L><HI>And how quickly am annoyed</HI></L>
<L><HI>at corru<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">ted &s;wellings?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Flower that but for a day</HI></L>
<L><HI>have no longer la&s;ting,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And to morrow thrown away,</HI></L>
<L><HI>to the dunghill ca&s;ting.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>As I wandred all along,</HI></L>
<L><HI>then I call'd to minding</HI></L>
<L><HI>The di&s;tre&s;&s;ed womans &s;ong,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;ome occa&s;ion finding</HI></L>
<L><HI>To return and &s;eek the place</HI></L>
<L><HI>of her po<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">r abiding,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And to know her piteous ca&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and cau&s;e of wo betiding.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Back again, th'row thick and thi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">,</HI></L>
<L><HI>then amazed &s;tanding,</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">iewing which way to begin;</HI></L>
<L><HI>for 'twas no demanding:</HI></L>
<L><HI>I might ask the lofty hills,</HI></L>
<L><HI>but their high di&s;daining</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shew'd it much again&s;t their will<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">,</HI></L>
<L><HI>to their honours &s;taining.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Then I came into a plain</HI></L>
<L><HI>full of water gallings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Willing for to entertain</HI></L>
<L><HI>and to hear my calling<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Stay a little, and I'll tell,</HI></L>
<L><HI>by familiar &s;peakings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>How to &s;inde her in her Cell,</HI></L>
<L><HI>furni&s;ht with heart-breaking<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>For I &s;ee thy troubled minde,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and I am a witne&s;&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of thy &s;orrows in a kinde:</HI></L>
<L><HI>yet thy much unfitne&s;&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>Makes me doubt thou wilt not bear</HI></L>
<L><HI>what I &s;ay unto thee:</HI></L>
<L><HI>If thou can&s;t, then &s;tand, and hear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and mark what I do &s;hew thee.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>If thou go beyond that hill</HI></L>
<L><HI>that &s;tands over looking,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou &s;halt hear an Eccho &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">rill,</HI></L>
<L><HI>which though hardly brooking.</HI></L>
<L><HI>And yet further for thy &s;ake,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I will tell thee plainly,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou mu&s;t pa&s;&s;e a mighty Lake,</HI></L>
<L><HI>el&s;e thy travell's vainly.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Something backward for to yeeld</HI></L>
<L><HI>to &s;uch hard directions,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I began to view a field</HI></L>
<L><HI>worthy of in&s;pections,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where &s;ome tracings I e&s;pide,</HI></L>
<L><HI>willing for to follow;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But the bu&s;hes much did hide</HI></L>
<L><HI>places deep and hollow.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Pa&s;&s;ing over hills and dales,</HI></L>
<L><HI>now behold a wonder,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Storms aro&s;e, and mighty gales,</HI></L>
<L><HI>flames, and fearfull thunder.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Mountains moving to the plains,</HI></L>
<L><HI>hills to garden-alleys,</HI></L>
<L><HI>As if fill<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">d with dancing vains,</HI></L>
<L><HI>came to hug the valleys.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>I much wondring in my minde,</HI></L>
<L><HI>'gan to ask, What ail you,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That you thus digre&s;&s;e from kinde?</HI></L>
<L><HI>does your pillars fail you,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That you &s;tagger as they would</HI></L>
<L><HI>on the Sea be &s;ayling?</HI></L>
<L><HI>How can you forgo your hold,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and thus &s;hew your failing?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>But this wonder overpa&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>then &s;teps forth a Notion,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Telling me the&s;e hills were plac't</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;ubject unto Motion:</HI></L>
<L>Pan <HI>had weigh'd them in his fi&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and hath found their lightne&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And ore&s;ways them as he li&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>in their vain uprightne&s;&s;e.</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="85" REF="40">
<LG>
<L><HI>From this mountain overturn'd</HI></L>
<L><HI>by that mighty Mover,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Fora further view, I turn'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">gan to di&s;cover</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">ps of Eagles, who&s;e quick &s;ight</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;ome rich prize di&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">rying,</HI></L>
<L><HI>From the mountains took their flight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>none their way denying.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>'Twas a body, as I thought,</HI></L>
<L><HI>to my be&s;t di&s;cerning,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which great</HI> Pan <HI>from heaven brought,</HI></L>
<L><HI>much to our concerning:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Very precious to behold,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and twas good for feeding;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though long kill<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">d, it was not cold,</HI></L>
<L><HI>for 'twas fre&s;h a bleeding.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>To this Body all re&s;ort,</HI></L>
<L><HI>with ma<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">h &s;weet devotion,</HI></L>
<L><HI>None pre&s;umed to extort,</HI></L>
<L><HI>there was no Commotion.</HI></L>
<L><HI>'Twas no cu&s;tom for to &s;trive</HI></L>
<L><HI>for the greate&s;t mea&s;ure;</HI></L>
<L><HI>None was &s;eeking to deprive</HI></L>
<L><HI>other of his trea&s;ure.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>For there was enough for all:</HI></L>
<L><HI>be that had but little,</HI></L>
<L><HI>He the &s;ame might plenty call:</HI></L>
<L><HI>be who&s;e part was mickle,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Had enough, and had no more,</HI></L>
<L><HI>he had nothing over.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sweet contentment is a &s;tore</HI></L>
<L><HI>which but few di&s;cover.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>For 'twas reacht them by the hand</HI></L>
<L><HI>of that mighty Giver,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Depths of trea&s;ures at command,</HI></L>
<L><HI>old, yet ever liver;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Always drawing, yet nere dry;</HI></L>
<L><HI>old, but not decaying;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Flowing forth abundantly</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;treams that's never &s;taying.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Having view'd and laid to heart</HI></L>
<L><HI>in my meditations,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Counting it a Noble part</HI></L>
<L><HI>of my con&s;olations;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then unto the powers Divine</HI></L>
<L><HI>I &s;ent up a heaving,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Saying, Thou art all, and all is thine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>quite my &s;elf outleaving.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Then methought I &s;aw a hand</HI></L>
<L><HI>be<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">kning to come hither;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then I did amazed &s;tand:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Lord, quoth I, ah whither,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Whither mu&s;t I go to finde</HI></L>
<L><HI>that poor &s;oul di&s;tre&s;&s;ed,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That doth much oppre&s;&s;e my minde,</HI></L>
<L><HI>as if intere&s;&s;ed?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>There &s;he &s;its with weeping chear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>for &s;he's very nigh thee;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Blubber'd ore with many a tear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;he will &s;till out-cry thee.</HI></L>
<L><HI>All the comforts thou can&s;t bring,</HI></L>
<L><HI>will not ea&s;e her &s;orrow:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Little Rivolets will &s;pring</HI></L>
<L><HI>to a flood to morrow.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Then inventing words of Art,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;eeking to per&s;wade her;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Painted words that ca&s;e no &s;mart,</HI></L>
<L><HI>more in pa&s;&s;ion made her.</HI></L>
<L><HI>All my Rhetorick was vain,</HI></L>
<L><HI>for there was no hearing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>She was deaf to entertain</HI></L>
<L><HI>any words of chearing.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Then I pray'd her to relate</HI></L>
<L><HI>what might be the matter,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That I might commi&s;erate;</HI></L>
<L><HI>for I &s;corn'd to flatter.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh, &s;aid &s;he, then give an ear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and Ile make relation:</HI></L>
<L><HI>You that have an ear to hear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>hear my &s;ad Narration.</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="86" REF="41">
<LG>
<L><HI>For it is the &s;adde&s;t thing</HI></L>
<L><HI>ere befell a Woman;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sorrows now afre&s;h do &s;pring;</HI></L>
<L><HI>and I tell thee no Man</HI></L>
<L><HI>That ere yet my eye beheld,</HI></L>
<L><HI>to ea&s;e my di&s;traction,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Could bring words, nor rea&s;on yeeld</HI></L>
<L><HI>to my Satisfaction:</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>For I am a Woman lo&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>in my apprehen&s;ion,</HI></L>
<L><HI>On the Waves of Sorrow to&s;t;</HI></L>
<L><HI>and tis my intention</HI></L>
<L><HI>To &s;tay here, and waile and weep</HI></L>
<L><HI>all my dayes remaining;</HI></L>
<L><HI>In this field I meane to keep,</HI></L>
<L><HI>of my lo&s;&s;e complaining.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>I have lo&s;t my Children dear:</HI></L>
<L><HI>ab my lo&s;&s;e is greater</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then I am able for to bear;</HI></L>
<L><HI>pray be no Intreater</HI></L>
<L><HI>To per&s;wade me, for I feel</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sorrowes that mu&s;t kill me,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Peircing wor&s;e then rods of &s;teel,</HI></L>
<L><HI>they with terrours fill me.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>They that were my hearts delight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>when I did behold them,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Are departed from my &s;ight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and I could not hold them:</HI></L>
<L><HI>All of them are fled and gone,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and they are no longer</HI></L>
<L><HI>Gone, and I am left alone,</HI></L>
<L><HI>wanting life prolonger.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Oh that beavens would agree</HI></L>
<L><HI>to repaire my Lo&s;&s;es,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That it once again might be</HI></L>
<L><HI>as before tho&s;e cro&s;&s;es;</HI></L>
<L><HI>When encompa&s;s'd with the light</HI></L>
<L><HI>round about my dwelling,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I had Joy and &s;weet delight,</HI></L>
<L><HI>ga&s;tly thoughts expelling,</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Where is</HI> Love, <HI>that lovely Child</HI></L>
<L><HI>of divine begetting,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Lovely pure and undefil'd</HI></L>
<L><HI>Plant of heavens Setting?</HI></L>
<L><HI>When I &s;aw thee in my Hall,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Joy and thee together,</HI></L>
<L><HI>My Attendance were not &s;mall;</HI></L>
<L><HI>all came flocking thither.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Patience, <HI>where art thou become?</HI></L>
<L><HI>will my hou&s;e not hold thee?</HI></L>
<L><HI>I cannot &s;ee thee in my room.</HI></L>
<L><HI>I have often told thee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With intreating for to &s;tay,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and with mighty wooing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Saying, If thou part away</HI></L>
<L><HI>'twill be my undooing.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Ah my dear</HI> Long-&s;uffering <HI>now,</HI></L>
<L><HI>whither art thou flying?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Did&s;t thou weary of me grow?</HI></L>
<L><HI>ha&s;t forgot complying?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ha&s;t thou &s;uffered over-long?</HI></L>
<L><HI>could&s;t thou bear no longer?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Did my hreath thy breathing wrong?</HI></L>
<L><HI>was my weakne&s;&s;e &s;tronger?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Joy, <HI>my &s;weet and lovely gue&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>art thou growen a &s;tranger</HI></L>
<L><HI>To my wofull throbbing bre&s;t?</HI></L>
<L><HI>was there any danger</HI></L>
<L><HI>In thy &s;tay? If thou had&s;t &s;tay'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>were my rude embraces</HI></L>
<L><HI>In &s;uch wanton gui&s;e array'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>to be thy di&s;graces?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Oh how far am I from peace,</HI></L>
<L><HI>as if unacquainted?</HI></L>
<L><HI>How can I expect increa&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>when my Courage fainted,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;o carele&s;&s;e was to &s;eek</HI></L>
<L><HI>peace, and to pur&s;ue it;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Rough to ki&s;&s;e her dainty Cheek,</HI></L>
<L><HI>now too late I rue it?</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="87" REF="41">
<LG>
<L><HI>Now the thing is come to pa&s;&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>way my expectation;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For I feared long, alas,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;ome &s;uch alteration.</HI></L>
<L><HI>When I thought my footing fa&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>on a hill unmoving,</HI></L>
<L><HI>At an in&s;tant came a bla&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;uch couceits reproving.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Gentlene&s;&s;e, <HI>I thee conceiv'd</HI></L>
<L><HI>when I was but little;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Twins within my womb perceiv'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>but my &s;trength was brittle:</HI></L>
<L><HI>When they came unto the birth,</HI></L>
<L><HI>weakne&s;&s;e it prevailed;</HI></L>
<L>Gentlene&s;&s;e, <HI>as cold as earth,</HI></L>
<L><HI>wanting breath, &s;oon failed.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Goodne&s;&s;e, <HI>I was mighty &s;ick</HI></L>
<L><HI>when I did conceive thee;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And the time when I grew quick,</HI></L>
<L><HI>when I did perceive thee</HI></L>
<L><HI>To begin to &s;tir and ri&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>though much pain enduring,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yet my &s;oul did &s;till compri&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>hopes of more a&s;&s;uring.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Oh how wary then was I</HI></L>
<L><HI>of undecent moving!</HI></L>
<L><HI>Stirring violence laid by,</HI></L>
<L><HI>gadding di&s;approving.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Fearfull le&s;t I &s;hould let &s;lip</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;eed of &s;uch a nature;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Heedfull le&s;t my feet &s;hould trip,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and lo&s;e &s;o &s;weet a creature.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Ah my &s;weet companion,</HI> Faith,</L>
<L><HI>when I call to minding,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I &s;till think thy whi&s;pering &s;aith,</HI></L>
<L><HI>There's no hope of finding.</HI></L>
<L><HI>When we walked hand in hand</HI></L>
<L><HI>on that Sea of trouble,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Foul de&s;pair, devouring &s;and,</HI></L>
<L><HI>made my &s;orrows double.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Ah tho&s;e deadly whirling deeps,</HI></L>
<L><HI>mercile&s;&s;e bereavings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Boundle&s;&s;e bounds, nor mea&s;ure keeps,</HI></L>
<L><HI>gulfs of deep deceivings;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Cruell Mercy, raging Love,</HI></L>
<L><HI>waves of &s;ad de&s;troying;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Overwhelmings which do move</HI></L>
<L><HI>foams of &s;hame, annoying.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>We that once had thoughts to flie</HI></L>
<L><HI>far beyond the mountains,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Almo&s;t to Eternitie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>where the living Founains</HI></L>
<L><HI>I&s;&s;ue forth abundantly,</HI></L>
<L><HI>mighty Rivers making:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Joyfull &s;treams, who&s;e rich &s;upply</HI></L>
<L><HI>thir&s;ty de&s;art &s;laking.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>All the&s;e high tran&s;cending things,</HI></L>
<L><HI>common &s;en&s;e outreaching,</HI></L>
<L><HI>All aloof on Eagles wings</HI></L>
<L><HI>we our compa&s;&s;e fetching,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Quite beyond the&s;e vapours flew,</HI></L>
<L><HI>my&s;tie clouds oretopping,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And the &s;weete&s;t breathings drew,</HI></L>
<L><HI>for 'twas Sions dropping.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>I that had &s;uch free acce&s;&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>to tho&s;e inmo&s;t beings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which I will not now expre&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>le&s;t &s;ome craftie Seeings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And then &s;peaking in the air</HI></L>
<L><HI>might produce a wonder;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Pride, that &s;its in &s;corners chair,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;hould my thoughts bring under.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Here's a ble&s;t pro&s;pect, &s;aid I,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;till mine eye beholding;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Might it &s;tay continually,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;uch high things unfolding:</HI></L>
<L><HI>I &s;hould quite forget my carth,</HI></L>
<L><HI>at the Suns exhaling,</HI></L>
<L><HI>T'raptures of diviner Mirth</HI></L>
<L><HI>willingly enthralling.</HI></L>
</LG>
<PB N="88" REF="42">
<LG>
<L><HI>Oh condition mighty Sweet,</HI></L>
<L><HI>might I &s;till enjoy thee!</HI></L>
<L><HI>But the heavens thought unmeet</HI></L>
<L><HI>for to overcloy me</HI></L>
<L><HI>With the&s;e Dainties, lea&s;t I &s;hould</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;urfet in my plea&s;ure,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And my Nakedne&s;&s;e unfold,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and di&s;ery their trea&s;ure.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Meekne&s;&s;e, <HI>I &s;hall nee'r forget</HI></L>
<L><HI>with what kinde entreating,</HI></L>
<L><HI>When of purpo&s;e one was &s;et</HI></L>
<L><HI>with foul words and threatning,</HI></L>
<L><HI>For to urge thee with di&s;daine</HI></L>
<L><HI>and with words of &s;corning,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy reglyings did containe</HI></L>
<L><HI>things of rich adorning.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Ah thy words and &s;weet replies,</HI></L>
<L><HI>from divine infu&s;ing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shew'd there were in thee &s;upplies,</HI></L>
<L><HI>far beyond &s;elf chu&s;ing:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Heavens breath of cooling Fire,</HI></L>
<L><HI>flames of rage allaying;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nature of a ble&s;&s;ed Sire,</HI></L>
<L><HI>influence convaying.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Not like Helli&s;h rage, that &s;wells</HI></L>
<L><HI>mighty, like a Mon&s;ter:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Fire, who&s;e infernall Spells</HI></L>
<L><HI>will all things Mi&s;con&s;ier,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Turning to an evill &s;ence</HI></L>
<L><HI>things of good intention,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Bla&s;ting under faire pretence,</HI></L>
<L><HI>growing things prevention.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT></Q>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dick.</SPEAKER>
<L>I Have &s;ent thee halfe a dozen Songs,</L>
<L>that thou may&s;t tune them; prethee do thy be&s;t,</L>
<L>And I'le forgive the &s;ix or &s;even wrongs</L>
<L>that thou did&s;t me in earne&s;t and in je&s;t.</L>
<L>I know thy Art doth far exceed my skill,</L>
<L>yet 'tis but Natures handmaid that mu&s;t wait:</L>
<L>And &s;o it &s;hall though't be again&s;t thy will,</L>
<L>tis good &s;ometimes to &s;et our reckoning &s;trait.</L>
<L>Thou knowe&s;t thou owe&s;t to me a great deal more,</L>
<L>thou owe&s;t me for a Pipe thou took'&s;t away,</L>
<L>And twenty things be&s;ides &s;tands on thy &s;core,</L>
<L>and more I doubt then thou ere mean'&s;t to pay:</L>
<L>Thou ow'&s;t to me thy &s;elf, and all thats thine,</L>
<L>Thy Scrip is mine, al&s;o thy dainty Sling;</L>
<L>Thy Sheephook and thy Tarbox both are mine,</L>
<L>I taught thy Dog to carry and bring.</L>
<L>Well, what I &s;ay, I thinke thou wilt confe&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>Let thee and I ob&s;erve old <HI>Harry's</HI> Law,</L>
<L>And then I'm &s;ure we &s;hall not much tran&s;gre&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>&s;ome ob&s;ervations we from thence may draw.</L>
<L>Thou know'&s;t how once a friend of mine and thine</L>
<PB N="89" REF="42">
<L>was &s;erv'd by <HI>Jeffe,</HI> of whom my Con&s;cience &s;ayes.</L>
<L>His meaning did to hone&s;t things incline,</L>
<L>though ill acquainted with our ma&s;ters wayes:</L>
<L>Who being in di&s;tre&s;&s;e, and wandring long</L>
<L>upon the We&s;terne Plaines, &s;at down a while</L>
<L>Under a Hawthorne, and tun'd a Song;</L>
<L>the Countrey Shepherds thought him &s;ome exile;</L>
<L>Who to this comfort freely did pre&s;ent</L>
<L>their Bottles and their baggs in friendly wi&s;e,</L>
<L>And bad him eat, and drinke, and be content,</L>
<L>and &s;hewd him kindne&s;&s;e in the countrey gui&s;e:</L>
<L>But oh, alas, with pity be it &s;poke,</L>
<L>when he had eat, and dranke, and &s;at a while,</L>
<L>He looking wildly, into pa&s;&s;ion broke,</L>
<L>the Countrey Shepherds fell for to revile;</L>
<L>And in the&s;e words to my be&s;t ob&s;ervation,</L>
<L>he utter'd forth a kind of indignation.</L>
</SP>
<Q><TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>SONG.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>GEt you gon from me,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ye Ravens of the valleys;</HI></L>
<L><HI>I would fain be free,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Pray keep you with your kinde:</HI></L>
<L><HI>I have meat to eat</HI></L>
<L><HI>Exceds your homely feeding.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Till I do intreat,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let me po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e my minde:</HI></L>
<L><HI>In this my &s;ilent mu&s;ing</HI></L>
<L><HI>I am be&s;t content;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For I do frequent</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yonder valleys chu&s;ing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Lofty hills refu&s;ing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>What I &s;eek I finde.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT></Q>
<P>BUt <HI>Dick,</HI> let thee and I alwaies have an eye unto the Star that never leads out of the way of Humility, which will &s;erve as the Mathematicall Compa&s;&s;e, for Travellers, when they pa&s;&s;e tho|row the unknown Land, who&s;e inhabitants &s;peaks a &s;trange Lan|guage; but they knowing &s;till where they are, and having an eye to their guide that never deceives them, pa&s;&s;e thorow all difficulties of the confu&s;ed Wilderne&s;&s;e: And though perhaps often meet with Scratching Brambles that catch hold, and get now and then a Fleece, tacitely &s;peaking, <HI>Stay with us;</HI> and though you have pa&s;|&s;ed over the great River, yet there is a great many Rivoletts and
<PB N="90" REF="43">Foordes to pa&s;&s;e over, which will be a hindrance before you &s;et downe your re&s;t.</P>
<P>And &s;irra <HI>Dick,</HI> Ile tell thee how one of our Northerne Shep|herds t'other neght (for it was in the night) was &s;erved with a <HI>Pooke,</HI> as thou knowe&s;t there be many in the North.</P>
<P>As the poor man &s;at watching his Flocke, and yet &s;omething given to hearken to Novelties, there pa&s;&s;ed by one like a Shep|herd well accoutred, and tells him, That if he would go along with him, he would direct him to exceeding good pa&s;ture. And this being in the Night of his under&s;tanding, he followes the Man up Hills, and down Dales, thorow thick and thin, and fetcheth a mighty compa&s;&s;e; and they travelled all night, (like hor&s;es in a Mill blindfold) till they came to the place where they began: Then perceiving the delu&s;ion, he began to draw backe; for the &s;pell was at an end, for it was not God &s;pell but devill &s;pell.</P>
<P>But he having formerly ob&s;erved the Nature of our Ma&s;ter, &s;aw plaine enough that it was but a Delu&s;ion: for our Ma&s;ter is no deceiver, neither doth he u&s;e any Ambiguous words to cau&s;e us to doubt; but &s;ayes, <HI>This is the way, walk in it.</HI></P>
<P>And I tell thee <HI>Dick,</HI> his way is the way of Charity; for there is never a <HI>Pooke</HI> in the world can be Charitable, for it is again&s;t their nature.</P>
<P>But it is naturall to our Ma&s;ter to go about doing good: And thou &s;halt do well to ob&s;erve the difference; The one is a Calumniatour of all good actions and endeavours; the other con&s;trues all good endeavours to the be&s;t, and is &s;o far from vilifying the Countrey Shepherd in his Dialect that cannot &s;peak Grammer; that as in the water face an&s;wereth to face, he an&s;wereth according to the minde, and not to the words of the &s;peaker.</P>
<P>Well then <HI>Dicke,</HI> thou knowe&s;t that all men are Imitaters; and I would not have thee Imitate the <HI>Pooke,</HI> or, <HI>Will with a Wi&s;pe,</HI> who&s;e fal&s;e fire keeps no con&s;tant &s;tation; but skips up and down, and rather blindes, then gives light to the &s;im|ple.</P>
<P>Well <HI>Dicke,</HI> I know thou under&s;tande&s;t my language, and as yet I could never heare thee put a tune to any Syrens Song: but as like rejoyceth to &s;ee its like, and thy &s;pirit that I love, knoweth the
<PB N="91" REF="43">meaning of my &s;pirit well, that I need not in&s;truct thee any fur|ther, but il'e tell thee more of my minde Shortly.</P>
<P>But <HI>Dicke,</HI> I am now at a &s;tand, unle&s;&s;e thou can&s;t help me at a dead lift; for I cannot tell how to tune the Song of many mindes: For I tell thee I have been often among&s;t the zealous harted, and I have heard them all &s;ing Severally; And to my thinking, all of them agree in this, To magnifie the great name of <HI>Pan;</HI> For that is the Subject of all their Songs, though I confe&s;&s;e I have heard a great noy&s;e again&s;t Independents, as If Independency had no relation nor dependancy upon God, nor no part in David, of whom I I will give thee my rea&s;on or opinion, without ryme, (think thee what thou wilt) That they in their &s;pirits have &s;melt &s;uch a &s;avour of thy holy anointing, which hath &s;uch an Adamantick: drawing, that makes them thus violently to run after Chri&s;t; I it is the Common Song&mdash;<HI>Ma&s;ter, we well follow thee where&s;ee|ver thou goest;</HI> Of the&s;e I could in&s;tance in particulars; But I leave that for a &s;econd part.</P>
<TRAILER>Vale.</TRAILER>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="poem">
<PB N="92" REF="44">
<HEAD>Something on the Lords Prayer.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>WE who&s;e conception, Matter, and our being,</L>
<L>Are the out-flowings of a noble Nature;</L>
<L>Immortall Seed infu&s;ed with agreeing,</L>
<L>And &s;weet con&s;enting, hath produc'd a Creature,</L>
<L>Old things are pa&s;t, and now we do behold</L>
<L>New things appearing daily in our &s;ight,</L>
<L>Sub&s;tantiall living breathings manyfold,</L>
<L>By which we &s;ay <HI>(Our Father)</HI> as by right:</L>
<L>Father of Spirits; Oh how glad are we</L>
<L>To call upon thee by the Name of Father?</L>
<L>We are thy off-&s;pring, loe we flee to thee,</L>
<L>And like the Eagles, to thy body gather.</L>
<L>Sweetne&s;&s;e it &s;elfe thy Name doth &s;o import;</L>
<L>We are thy Children, and thy &s;ons by birth:</L>
<L>We will not &s;peak of thee by bare report,</L>
<L>For our affections are not on the Earth.</L>
<L>Thou art our Father, and wee'le hang on thee;</L>
<L>Wee'le take no thought, for thou do&s;t &s;till provide;</L>
<L>Wee'le take no care, in thee we &s;hall live free;</L>
<L>We have no helper in the earth be&s;ide,</L>
<L>Father, we need not aske thee where thou dwelle&s;t,</L>
<L>But we will come and &s;ee, if thou give leave:</L>
<L>Then bid us come the way that thou compelle&s;t</L>
<L>By hand of Love, which never did deceive.</L>
<L>We know where thou do&s;t dwell, and where thou art;</L>
<L>in low humility thou do&s;t delight,</L>
<L>There are thy heavens, there thou do&s;t impart</L>
<L>Tho&s;e noble ui&s;ions, ravi&s;hing the &s;ight.</L>
<L>Father, &s;hew us thy Glory we de&s;ire; <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"></L>
<L>We faln would &s;ee thy Glory i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">hen gieep,</L>
<L>Where panting Soules &s;hort breathings do a&s;pire,</L>
<L>and the Records of thy embracings keep.</L>
<L>Now <HI>Hallowed be thy</HI> &s;weet and pretious <HI>Name:</HI></L>
<L>Thy nature and thy Name are highly prized;</L>
<PB N="93" REF="44">
<L>With Songs of prai&s;e we will declare the &s;ame,</L>
<L>Yea, with new &s;ongs which Nature hath devi&s;ed.</L>
<L>We cannot chu&s;e but tell thy noble prai&s;e;</L>
<L>Thy pratling babes in time may learne to &s;peak;</L>
<L>Yea, we will &s;pread our garments in thy wayes,</L>
<L>And goodly branches we will cut and break:</L>
<L>Wee'le &s;trew thy waies with &s;ongs, and bring thee home</L>
<L>Unto thy dwelling, and thy place of re&s;t:</L>
<L>Wee'le bring thee to thy temple, then wee'le come,</L>
<L>And &s;it, and hear thy wi&s;dome which is be&s;t;</L>
<L>For thou art mighty in humility,</L>
<L>Therein thy greatne&s;&s;e mo&s;t of all appeareth;</L>
<L>Mighty in doing good, a Maje&s;tie</L>
<L>To which our Spirits mo&s;t of all endeareth.</L>
<L>Great is thy Name, and thou ha&s;t given &s;trength</L>
<L>Unto thy little ones for to declare it:</L>
<L>If we &s;hould hold our peace, the &s;tones at length</L>
<L>Would melt and cry; they could not long forbear it.</L>
<L>Oh let <HI>thy Kingdome come,</HI> wee long for that,</L>
<L>That thou might'&s;t raign and rule among the Nations,</L>
<L>And that tho&s;e daring walls may fall down flat,</L>
<L>That do include &s;uch &s;trange abominations:</L>
<L>With &s;cepter of thy Love &s;o over&s;way</L>
<L>That brood of Gyants that as yet po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e</L>
<L>The goodly hills, thy captives lead away,</L>
<L>In chaines of Love their fury to &s;uppre&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Though Scepter of thy Kingdome do compell,</L>
<L>Yet &s;uch compul&s;ion we are glad to bear;</L>
<L>To bear thy yoke we are contented well,</L>
<L>and thy commands not grievous do appear.</L>
<L><HI>Thy Kingdome comes,</HI> and we are well content</L>
<L>To wait upon thy will and thy command:</L>
<L>If we &s;hould live out of this Element,</L>
<L>Then we &s;hould peri&s;h quickly out of hand.</L>
<L>What is thy will, we will: Weel'e not repine</L>
<L>to &s;ee thy will effected; but de&s;ire</L>
<L>It may be done in all that's called thine,</L>
<L>In all affections low, or rai&s;ed higher.</L>
<PB N="94" REF="45">
<L>Nought comes ami&s;&s;e to us, for we have learn'd</L>
<L>To be content withall things that befall us;</L>
<L>In every thing we can and have di&s;cern'd</L>
<L>Thy hand of providence for to impale us.</L>
<L>Give us (in this our day) our living Bread,</L>
<L>The childrens bread for whom it is provided,</L>
<L>That we may live thy life, let us be fed,</L>
<L>As thou wa&s;t wont, let it be &s;till divided;</L>
<L>For every eye of Faith lookes up to thee</L>
<L>For &s;atisfying food and thou &s;upplie&s;t</L>
<L>Their biting wants with ble&s;&s;ings rich and free,</L>
<L>Come all that will, for thou no &s;oule denie&s;t.</L>
<L>This is the &s;taffe on which wee'le alwayes leave,</L>
<L>And by this &s;taffe we pa&s;t through Iordans flood;</L>
<L>The &s;taffe of youth, and in our Age we meane</L>
<L>To make it all our &s;tay and chiefe&s;t good.</L>
<L>If with this bread thou'lt feed our fainting &s;oul,</L>
<L>And &s;atisfie with life our Soules de&s;ire;</L>
<L>If thou our names wilt in thy Book inroul,</L>
<L>To wear thy cloathing and thy known attire;</L>
<L>If thou wilt cloath our &s;pirits in that white,</L>
<L>That perfect white, and righteous robes divine;</L>
<L>If with thy &s;pirit thou wilt ours unite,</L>
<L>That it may never be at odds with thine:</L>
<L>Then thou &s;halt be our everla&s;ting &s;tay,</L>
<L>Weel &s;eek no other fortre&s;&s;e to Secure us;</L>
<L>In thee wee'l hide our &s;elves in heat of day</L>
<L>And in the night thy pre&s;ence &s;hall &s;ecure us.</L>
<L>Father, we are in debt, and cannot pay,</L>
<L>Unle&s;&s;e thou make us able, we &s;hall peri&s;h;</L>
<L>Forgive our debts, that we in freedome may</L>
<L>Recover &s;trength, and our conceptions cheri&s;h.</L>
<L>We are indebted, and ingag'd to yeeld</L>
<L>Perfect obedience, by thy law of love;</L>
<L>But when we wander in this mighty field,</L>
<L>Seeking our &s;elves, lo&s;t better things above.</L>
<L>But as we are indebted, we have tho&s;e,</L>
<L>That are in debt to us, which daily wrong us,</L>
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<L>Which con&s;tantly with might and maine oppo&s;e</L>
<L>Our be&s;t endeavours; yet they live among us:</L>
<L>Tho&s;e we forgive, and give them meat to eat,</L>
<L>And drink to drink, and fain would overcome</L>
<L>Their evill with our Good: but they &s;till threat</L>
<L>To worke our utter ruine all and &s;ome.</L>
<L>In all our Wants, Lord keep us from de&s;paire;</L>
<L>For thou art rich, and in thy hou&s;e is &s;tore,</L>
<L>And we beleeve we &s;hall not lo&s;e a haire;</L>
<L>Give us even as thou wilt, or le&s;&s;e, or more:</L>
<L>Onely <HI>into temptation lead us not,</HI></L>
<L>To leave us to our Selfne&s;&s;e: <HI>from that Evill</HI></L>
<L><HI>Deliver us,</HI> and let's not be forgot</L>
<L>In helli&s;h grave, to peri&s;h with the Devill;</L>
<L>For tho&s;e that lie in grave, and &s;tinking ripe,</L>
<L>They have nor tongues nor will to &s;peak thy prai&s;e;</L>
<L>Hell hugs them fa&s;t, the feel no di&s;mall gripe;</L>
<L>They have no heart nor power them&s;elves to rais:</L>
<L>The living, Oh the living, that partake</L>
<L>Of thy &s;weet life, they, they, have tongves to tell,</L>
<L>And of thy wonders true Relation make,</L>
<L>How they have pa&s;t the deeps in heaven and hell;</L>
<L>Through deep temptation, They have pa&s;t along,</L>
<L>Accounting it their Joy, becau&s;e they &s;aw</L>
<L>Thy leading hand, which ne're directed wrong,</L>
<L>And from tho&s;e deeps can &s;weet contentment draw;</L>
<L>For well we know, the mighty Kingdomes thine,</L>
<L>And of thy Kindome there &s;hall be no end,</L>
<L>Though other Kings and Princes do repine,</L>
<L>Yet with thy Scepter thou willt make them bend,</L>
<L>And bring their Crowns and lay them at thy feet,</L>
<L>And lay a&s;ide their Honour, when they &s;ee</L>
<L>How apt their weak foundations are to fleet,</L>
<L>And how thy Kingdome is from changes free:</L>
<L>And now, though other powers over&s;way'd</L>
<L>And overlorded us be&s;ides thy power;</L>
<L>Yet by thy power we wil not be di&s;may'd.</L>
<L>Although they come in troopes for to devour,</L>
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<L>Becau&s;e there is a glory that out-&s;hines</L>
<L>The proud, fanta&s;ticke, fooli&s;h, painted glory</L>
<L>Of earthly &s;pirits, that &s;till undermines</L>
<L>To make thy power but an empty &s;tory.</L>
<L>In every Age unto Eternity,</L>
<L>Thy <HI>Kingdome, Power, and Glory,</HI> is made known.</L>
<L>Though over-clouded in a My&s;tery,</L>
<L>To carnall view the beauty not &s;howen;</L>
<L>Yet we have &s;een it in the Wilderne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>In low de&s;pi&s;ed valleyes; therefore we,</L>
<L>What we have &s;een and heard we will confe&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>while&s;t we have being and our life in thee.</L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>A concluding SONG.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>NOw let our pray&s;es</HI></L>
<L><HI>Be unto him that rai&s;es</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our mindes from thrall,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That mighty Giver,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of life, yet ever Liver,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who by his Call,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;weet and lovely voice doth bring to light</HI></L>
<L><HI>That which lay hidden,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And gue&s;ts are bidden,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To fea&s;t of things right &s;weet he doth invite,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where we may eat and drink with great delight.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>He hath prepared,</HI></L>
<L><HI>No delicates are &s;pared,</HI></L>
<L><HI>For his great Fea&s;t;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And he is able</HI></L>
<L><HI>For to prepare a table</HI></L>
<L><HI>For every gue&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Even in the barren wilderne&s;&s;ed lands,</HI></L>
<L><HI>There where no Water</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor dewes do &s;catter,</HI></L>
<L><HI>But parcht with heat, and dry con&s;uming Sands;</HI></L>
<L><HI>There, even there, his furni&s;ht Table &s;tands.</HI></L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L><HI>In all our walkings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And our poor childi&s;h tal kings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>If thou draw neer,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our hearts with burning</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shall mitigate our mourning;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy pre&s;ence dear</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shall make our Water plea&s;ant wine to be:</HI></L>
<L><HI>The bread that's broken</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sall be a token,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And we &s;hall know that it is thee, even thee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy hands and feet are manife&s;t to &s;ee.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Come you, beloved,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That have my words approved,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And drink your fill,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That nights of Sorrow</HI></L>
<L><HI>May be forgot to Morrow,</HI></L>
<L><HI>For comforts &s;till.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Drinke and be drunken, be&s;t beloved Friends;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ca&s;t out your fearing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Heer's time of chearing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>This goodly Fountain &s;treams of plenty Sends,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And on for&s;aken valleys down de&s;cends.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Avant Imposters,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Stand back Fanta&s;ticke boa&s;ters,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And cea&s;e your &s;uit:</HI></L>
<L><HI>'Tis vain per&s;wading,</HI></L>
<L><HI>No more of your invading,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Wee'l not di&s;pute</HI></L>
<L><HI>What you can &s;ay of your beloved Peer;</HI></L>
<L><HI>For our beloved</HI></L>
<L><HI>Is be&s;t approved</HI></L>
<L><HI>To be the faire&s;t and the lovelie&s;t deer;</HI></L>
<L><HI>The very thoughts of him our &s;oul doth cheer,</HI></L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Then vain de&s;pairing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Flee hence, and cea&s;e thy daring,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And mighty &s;hew;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And leave thy prying,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our liberty of denying;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Take this to know,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The Eagles way no man can under&s;tands,</HI></L>
<L><HI>his way in flying</HI></L>
<L><HI>Is pa&s;t de&s;crying;</HI></L>
<L><HI>His noble &s;ight at foggy Mi&s;ts ne're &s;tands,</HI></L>
<L><HI>But through the clowds a &s;peedy way commands.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Come, noble hearted,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Within who&s;e brea&s;ts are darted</HI></L>
<L><HI>Joves Arrowes keen,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e deep Impre&s;&s;ions,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And wounds that want expre&s;&s;ions,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Are to be &s;een:</HI></L>
<L><HI>The eye, the eye that lovely piercing eye,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Content and willing</HI></L>
<L><HI>With Loves &s;weet killing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>In life and death it is no Mi&s;erie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>in loves &s;weet bonds and chaines to live and die.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Rejoyce ye valleys</HI></L>
<L><HI>And overtrodden allies,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The time is neer,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though di&s;re&s;pected,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;eemingly neglected;</HI></L>
<L><HI>It &s;hall appear;</HI></L>
<L><HI>God is as mighty in the lowe&s;t plaines,</HI></L>
<L><HI>where reeds are Shaken,</HI></L>
<L><HI>de&s;pis'd, for&s;aken,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Forlorne, and lo&s;t, as yet no hope retaines;</HI></L>
<L><HI>There, even there, his mighty pre&s;ence raignes.</HI></L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Why &s;tand ye gazing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With doubtfull hearts amazing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And lift up eyes?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sweet Friends, your longing</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;trong conceits come thronging,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With doubts ari&s;e:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Returne, returne, &s;weet friends, and wait a while;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Your too much loving</HI></L>
<L><HI>Things apt to moving,</HI></L>
<L><HI>May prove a &s;nare the &s;en&s;es to beguile;</HI></L>
<L><HI>This lovely Fle&s;h mu&s;t &s;uffer an exile.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Now the remainings</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of the&s;e our &s;oules &s;u&s;tainings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>So rich in ta&s;te;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tho&s;e precious leavings</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of plentifull receivings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let us not wa&s;te:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let's gather up the breakings, and behold</HI></L>
<L><HI>How</HI> Pans <HI>increa&s;ins,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and &s;ecret ble&s;&s;ings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shall fill more baskets full then can be told:</HI></L>
<L><HI>His trea&s;uere's full of all things new and old,</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV1>
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