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<P>The iu&s;t Downefall Of
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<ITEM>Ambition,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Adultery.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Murder,</ITEM>
</LIST> At the end of which are added We&s;tons, and Mi&s;tris Turners la&s;t Teares, &s;hed for the Murder of Sir Thomas Ouerbury poy&s;oned in the Tower; who for the fact, &s;uffered de&s;erued execution at Tiburne the 14. of Nouember la&s;t. 1615.</P>
<P>Mercy Sweet Je&s;us.</P>
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<P>Printed at London for R. H.and are to be &s;old at his &s;hop at the Cardinalls Hat without Newgate.</P>
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<HEAD><HI>The iu&s;t Downfall of</HI> Ambition, Adultery, and Murder, pre&s;en|ted in a black Seane of Gods iu&s;t <HI>Iudgements, in reuenge of the inocent</HI> blood lately &s;hed in this KINODOME.</HEAD>
<P>_LOoking lately into the cu&s;tomes of this Age, &amp; coniecturing the in|ward affections of men I gather that the world is the hou&s;e of confu&s;i|on, and the inhabitants thereof &s;et vpon mi&s;chiefe, for the &s;eauen Capitall &s;innes are growne to &s;uch a cu&s;tome, that our eyes want no allurements to bewitch, our eares no per&s;wa&s;ions to &s;educe, nor our &s;ences, no &s;ubtlety to affect: Which &s;ea|zing
<PB REF="3"> on the hearts of men, haue brought fourth many pernitious children, to the hurt of Nature, &s;ome like centaures, be|gotten of clouds: as <HI>Ambition,</HI> &s;ome like Serpents nurri&s;hed in dunghils, as <HI>Sen&s;u|allity,</HI> &s;ome like Vapors, ray&s;ed vp to be con&s;umed as <HI>Flattery,</HI> and &s;uch like, ge|nerally all dangerous and full of trouble: therefore is it (in the &s;ence of man) mo&s;t fitting to haue the painting taken off from the&s;e foule faces, the couers pulled off from the&s;e cups of Poy&s;on, and the co|uert of this bed of Serpents cipped vp, that we may di&s;cerne what hath long time bene hidden cunningly.</P>
<P>The fir&s;t that pre&s;ents <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> our &s;tage; will wee call <HI>Ambition,</HI> catch|ing at nothing but Starres, climing onely for Greatne&s;&s;e, this is hee, that cunning|ly can inuent &s;trattagems to his owne ouer throw, giuing Pens occation to wright Tragedies, if hee ri&s;e from ob&s;cu|rity, (as many haue done) hee laboreth
<PB REF="3"> to bee skilfull in tho&s;e things, which are mo&s;t plea&s;ing to the greater Sort, and tol|lerable among the commons: His &s;tudy is for pray&s;e, and not for vertue: His lookes like <HI>Mau&s;olus</HI> toumbe, faire and comly without, but within, nothing but rotten bones, and corrupt practi&s;es: his apparell increa&s;eth with his Fortune, and as worldly affaires direct him, &s;o &s;uteth hee both fa&s;hions and affections, in his &s;tuddy hee affecteth fingularity, and is proud in beeing Author of a new Strata|gem: if hee chance to come into the eye of the World, hee then creepes into the fauour of &s;ome great Per&s;onage, in fee|ding who&s;e humors (to relieue his wants makes intru&s;ion into &s;ome heritage, and marcheth not according to his birth, but to the increa&s;e of his fortune, and by that meanes, by hooke or crooke, he anay|neth to &s;ome place in the Court: Then begins hee with guifts to winne hearts, by fayned humility to auoyd hatred,
<PB REF="4"> by offices of friend&s;hip, to bind his e|qualls, by cunning in&s;inuations to worke his Superiours, by which meanes hee is held to bee worthily a State&s;man; beeing growne to this &s;teppe higher, the authority likes him not, without the &s;tile, wherein if any cro&s;&s;e him, looke for poy|&s;on in his cuppe, or con&s;piracy in his walkes, yea &s;o pe&s;tilent is his nature, that (like fire raked vp in embers) hee neuer &s;heweth but to con&s;ume, both him&s;elfe and others: if hee perceaue any that by ripe Iudgement conceiteth his cour&s;es, with him hee ioyneth, as if hee &s;ought his onely protection vnder the wing of his Glory, but the very truth is hee hath no other intent but this, to clippe the wings of his renowne for feare, hee flye beyond him, if the nature of the Noble|man whom hee enuyeth beegentle, hee bringeth him in feare, eyther of his &s;er|uants in his hou&s;ehold, or his familliars that loue his honour, or el&s;e &s;ome mi&s;|like
<PB REF="4"> bewixt his Prince and him, &s;worne and confirmed by flatteries and intelli|gences, till the noble loo&s;eth either his land, authoitie, or place, and hee attaine both his &s;tile and promotion: yet plaie hee neuer &s;o cunningly, &s;uch vncertaine honours beget daily dangers, and makes him carele&s;&s;e of his &s;oules pro&s;pe|ritie: For then there entreth into his mind a delightfull &s;inne called curio&s;ity, by which to make him more able in o|ther mi&s;chiefes, hee giues intertainment to witches and charmers, and con&s;orts him-&s;elfe with nouell mongers, and &s;trange inuenters of banquets, to &s;et lu&s;t on fire, and that can deui&s;e confections to be&s;ot youth with luxury, that for an irefull man can worke &s;trange reuenges, for a fearefull, a &s;trong tower to keepe him in: to be excellent at poy&s;ons, to kill lingringly, like the <HI>Italian:</HI> But againe to our purpo&s;e, to the <HI>Ambitius</HI> man there is commonly belonging a ru&s;tick troup,
<PB REF="5"> of Flaterers, Bauds, Adulterers, Soothers, and &s;uch like, that hating al vertue makes &s;in &s;eeme plea&s;ing, which workes in the flexable heart &s;uch a &s;weet de&s;ire of for|bidden plea&s;ures, that it euen &s;urfets and growes &s;icke, with exce&s;&s;e, Lu&s;t and Adul|tery I meane, which I di&s;cribe in this ma|ner, it is the mo&s;t in&s;olent of all things, it troubles the mind and taketh away the empire of liberty, it confounds memory, kills prouidence, and treads downe good councel: offends not he the law, that takes po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion of another mans free hold, and makes a common of his neighboures in|clo&s;ure, Adulterers I &s;ay haue no &s;pirits to goodnes, nor will they be by any coun|cell moued to godlines, for their felicity is in the &s;urfets of the fle&s;h, and the plea|&s;ures thereof bring nothing but too deare repentance, the Adulterer &s;pights him mo&s;t that examines his proceedings, and plots his ouerthrow that doth but touch
<PB REF="5"> his infirmities, Oh! what an enemy is it to Vertue, the onely wrake of wealth, and plaine high way to pouerty. The Adulterer is &s;o blinded in heart, and &s;o hardened withall, that hee can hard|ly looke vp towards Heauen to behold Gods iu&s;t Iudgements: yea &s;o iu&s;t and &s;ure they are, that in all ages this vile &s;inne hath beene &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">uerely puni&s;hed, as by the example o<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"> <HI>Tudas,</HI> iu&s;tice on <HI>Tha|mas, Dauids</HI> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">ultery with <HI>Vrias</HI> Wife, puni&s;hed in his Sonne <HI>Ab&s;olon,</HI> thou&s;ands of men died in <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">he fields of Moab for this fault, three&s;core thou&s;and of the children of I&s;raell were put to the &s;word for the raui&s;hing onely a Leuits Wife, of all &s;ins it is in nature the mo&s;t odious, and brings with it the greate&s;t &s;hame vnto mankind: it is a &s;inne that hath made the Earthe drunke with blood, to the confu&s;ion of many Townes and Cities, Sodome and Gomorah were con&s;umed with fire for
<PB REF="6"> Ince&s;t and Adultery: Troy a proud City made a plow-land for the &s;ame &s;inne: It was the onely adulteries of the French that cau&s;ed a ma&s;&s;aker of foure&s;core thou&s;and, by the ringing of one bell: Let not the Strumpits eye, &s;aies one of the &s;ages of Greece, &s;hine vpon the coun|tenance of young men, lea&s;t with the Ba&s;ali&s;ke, it pearce vnto the death: for her malice is as lightning, and more raging then the &s;he Beare, vpon her at|tends malitious hatred, who&s;e felicity is onely to reioyce at the harmes of others, giuing more affliction to them that are mo&s;t troubled with affliction, where if a|ny offend her, &s;he admitts no reconcilia|tion, but liues as a partiall Iudge in her owne cau&s;e, if &s;he heares the aduance|ment of vertue then growes &s;he pen&s;iue, &amp; if &s;he want credit among&s;t the mighty then falls &s;hee working with the meaner &s;ort, &s;hee &s;miles not vppon any man
<PB REF="6"> but to be tray him, nor giue him coun|tenance but to vndoe him, nor con|triue, any &s;tratagems without Murder, nor dwels by any neighbour but to hurt him; and if &s;hee be but cro&s;&s;ed in her will, &s;hee euer frets her &s;elfe away in anger, and after in Hate and Malice becomes infamous, for her loue is a minet, but her &s;pight euerla&s;ting, her hand being once dipt in mi&s;chiefe, &s;hee neuer walks abroad but in &s;u&s;pition, fearing to bee accu&s;ed by Vertue, and &s;till liues in dread of her good Fortune, yet by na|ture is &s;hee &s;uch, that &s;hee hath courage enough to aduenture on any &s;inne, an Ambitious woman &s;hewes her &s;elfe to bee a trouble&s;ome di&s;turber of the world, powerfull to make &s;male things great, and great, mon&s;trous, enuy by na|ture is greeued at the Pro&s;perity of o|thers, hee enuyeth the Great in that hee cannot Equall them, hee enuieth
<PB REF="7"> the weake, dreading they &s;hould com|pare them&s;elues with him: hee enuyeth his Equalls becau&s;e they &s;hould not be|come his Companions: in Kingdomes, Common-Wealths, Princes Courtes and Ambitious mens Hou&s;es he is &s;till work|ing, no Man hunteth after Honor but hee affronts him, onely the mi&s;erable man hee enuies not, becau&s;e (beeing kept in Pri&s;on) hee feares not his ri|&s;ings, yet hath hee a &s;corne ouer him: Machiuell knowing the venome of this vice, gaue his &s;onne this la&s;t and not lea&s;t in&s;truction: that hee &s;hould not bee enui|ous, but to doe (&s;aith hee) &s;uch deeds that others may enuy thee, for to bee enuied is the token of good de&s;ert, but to be en|uious the &s;igne of a fooli&s;h nature, which verefies the &s;aying of <HI>Marcus Tullius</HI> the Orator, that the mo&s;t flori&s;hing for|tune is mo&s;t enuied at: But now to bee more familiar in my Di&s;cour&s;e, where
<PB REF="7"> Ambition, Adultery, Pride, Enuy, Malice, and &s;uch like Capitall Sinnes haue &s;et in foote, there cannot cho&s;e but follow Murder and confu&s;ion, and where the foundation is layd with blood, there can bee a building but of &s;mall continuance, but where Honors haue a true beginning, a ground of vertue &s;pringing vp by noble de&s;erts, con|tinued by Wi&s;edome and maintayned with Care, there cannot choo&s;e but follow a fruitfull harue&s;t, and a plen|tifull Winter: contrariwi&s;e to obtaine &s;odaine Honors begets Pride and Vaine|glory, Pride and Vaine-glory are the cheri&s;hers of Enuy and Mallice, En|uy and Mallice the Nur&s;es of Blood|&s;hed and Murder, in which who&s;o|euer dippeth but the tippe of his fin|ger, giues to his Soule a &s;carlet &s;taine, which neuer can bee cleared vntill the di&s;&s;olution of the Body, and then well
<PB REF="8"> are they that can wa&s;h it away with the true teares of repentance.</P>
<P>Brittle is that greatnes that fadeth in a moment, and vaine the ioy that is vn|wi&s;ely lo&s;t, hee that hath a &s;odaine ri&s;e and can wi&s;ely &s;tand, is a mo&s;t happy Worldling, but he that forgets him&s;elfe on the Pinacle of pro&s;perity is be&s;otted with arrogancy: therefore let him that hunts for honors in Princes Courts, wan|der in an euen pa&s;&s;age, for dangerous are the proceedings and bu&s;ines of a States|man, take this for an example: &s;uppo&s;e that a yong man from the lowe&s;t ebbe of worldly chance haue the aduancement of greatnes laid vppon his &s;houlders, will it not for a time &s;eeme a heauy burthen, and a great trouble to his new tran&s;for|med fortunes? will not the pride of his heart &s;well to a full Sea; euen ready to bur&s;t ouer the bankes of his Honour|giuer? Then rightly may the Picture
<PB REF="8"> of ingratitude bee imprinted in his fore|front, playing the Viper to his high for|tunes fir&s;t beginner.</P>
<P>Beeing thus inituled with State Offi|ces, hath he not many &s;oothers in &s;inne per&s;onages of bace condition attending him, hemming him round with per&s;wa|&s;ions of &s;elfe conceit, which for a need will venture their liues to gaine him the commands of his will: what becomes of &s;uch follies, but a &s;orrowfull repentance, and no recouery. All you that haue your hearts pierced with &s;ad con&s;iderations, take this for a remembrance of greefe, that is, That when a Woman of noble Parentage, placed on the mountaine of &s;miling chance, hauing the dignity of Greatne&s;&s;e &s;hining on her fore-head, &s;hould humble her &s;elfe to ba&s;e conditi|ons, giuing her whole mind to malicious hatred, &s;ecret con&s;ents of iniquity, &s;elfe-will and wicked proceedings, neuer pa|cified
<PB REF="9"> till the end of damned performan|ces. Oh: was not this Woman created for a deepe &s;orrow to her Aliance, a great greefe vnto her Country, and a foule &s;taine vnto her owne reputation? Is it not al&s;o a lamentable example, for a Gen|tleman of good birth and calling, Placed in dignity, in high office and charge for his Country, to giue way by con&s;ent to a bloody &s;tratagem, and for feare of the di&s;plea&s;ures of Greatnes intangles him|&s;elfe in the &s;nares of reproch? will not this al&s;o be a continuall remembrance to his po&s;terity, and a barre of di&s;grace branding the coate Armes of his hou&s;e, to haue the common cour&s;e of Iu&s;tice pa&s;&s;e vppon him in the eye of the multitude. Is it not al&s;o great pitty that for want of grace &s;ome of a &s;eruile (yet an ob&s;eruing condition) &s;hould from the golden meane of low e&s;tate wait at the elbow of Great|nes, and bring fuell to their fire of iniqui|ty,
<PB REF="9"> wherein at the length they them&s;elues are likewi&s;e con&s;umed. Oh! wherefore &s;hould &s;implicity thus blind vp their eyes of vnder&s;tanding, to bee thus the in&s;tru|ments of &s;uch dangerous drifts, that aymes at nothing but grudge and mallice? if with <HI>Solons</HI> &s;aying they had &s;ealed vp their hearts, <HI>Remember the end,</HI> this had neuer beene: then how are they led away with ami&s;&s;e, that hauing the guifts of art and experience, the &s;ecrets of the &s;imples of Phi&s;icke, ordained by God for mans good v&s;e, &s;hould by the Diuell and them be conuerted thus to malignant purpo&s;es if the feare of God had &s;hined in their hearts, it would haue beene a light to haue led them from all tho&s;e darke practi&s;es, which hath now &s;potted the foreheads of their reputations with the marks of black infamy, &s;hame cannot choo&s;e but bee the reward of &s;uch enterpri&s;ers, that for the fauours of Greatnes, will dip their hands
<PB REF="10"> in the blood of Innocents, and euen as it were worke again&s;t nature: Oh more then &s;auage minded Crreatures in the very deepene&s;&s;e of your blacke and bloody immaginations, (imboldened by whom&s;oeuer) this might haue been your <HI>Memento,</HI> in which I conclude, that &s;trange and wonderfull are Gods iudge|ments, that in the&s;e fore-pa&s;&s;ed &s;trata|gems haue &s;hined in great glory, &s;ay you then, that blood innocently &s;hed is layd vp in Heauens Trea&s;ury, not one droppe of it can bee lo&s;t, but lent out to V&s;ury: water poured forth, &s;inkes downe quietly into the earth, but blood &s;pilt on the ground, &s;prinkles vp to the Firmament, Murder is wide mouthed, and will not let God re&s;t till hee grant re|uenge, not onely the blood of the &s;laugh|tered, but the &s;oule of the innocent a&s;cen|ding to his throne, crying out and ex|claining for Iu&s;tice, which (the Lord bee
<PB REF="10"> pray&s;ed) hath beene, and will bee care|fully followed by the learned and worthy Magi&s;trates of this King|dome, whom the Lord God pro&s;per and protect in all their proceedings, to which let all true hearts &s;ay. Amen.</P>
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<HEAD>Mistris <HI>Turners</HI> Teares, for <HI>the Murder of Sir</HI> Thomas Ouerbury <HI>who was poy&s;oned in the Tower of London.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<HEAD>1</HEAD>
<L>IF euer Teares fell from a Wretches eyes,</L>
<L>I am that Creature: waues on waues do ri&s;e,</L>
<L>So fa&s;t, and &s;wel &s;o high they drowne my &s;oule,</L>
<L>In her owne Crimes as numberle&s;&s;e as foule.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>2</HEAD>
<L>Oh had my Cradle beene my &s;odaine Graue,</L>
<L>In Peace my Soule had &s;lept, which is a &s;laue</L>
<L>Now both to &s;inne and &s;hame: I had not then</L>
<L>Been of God hated and &s;o &s;cornd of Men</L>
</LG>
<PB REF="12">
<LG>
<HEAD>3</HEAD>
<L>Vnhappy was the Wombe that lent me breath,</L>
<L>Would it had bin the <HI>Charnell-hou&s;e</HI> of Death,</L>
<L>Had I bin &s;tifled there, then had my flight</L>
<L>To Heau'n bin like a Doues, with wings more white.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>4</HEAD>
<L>O would to God the Day when I was borne,</L>
<L>Had from the Calender of time beene torne,</L>
<L>Where now it &s;tands accur&s;ed, and does beare</L>
<L>The marke of a mo&s;t fatall Character.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>5</HEAD>
<L>Many a Widdow reading there my name,</L>
<L>Will cur&s;e it, and the leafe that holds the &s;ame,</L>
<L>Children as yet vnborne, comming to &s;pell,</L>
<L>Will take it for a Furies name in Hell.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>6</HEAD>
<L>And ca&s;ting by the Booke no more will reade,</L>
<L>But onely learne to heape vppon my head</L>
<L>VVi&s;hes of mi&s;cheefe though in Graue I lye,</L>
<L>For to confound mee euerla&s;tingly.</L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<HEAD>7</HEAD>
<L>But leauing this, let my &s;ad Story tell,</L>
<L>Both from what height I fall, &amp; how I fell:</L>
<L>That though time pre&s;ent does not mone my &s;tate</L>
<L>Yet times to come may pitty my hard fate.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>8</HEAD>
<L>My birth was faire, my bringing vp was good,</L>
<L>My dayes were golden in my widdow-hood,</L>
<L>And might haue been &s;o &s;till, but climbers hye,</L>
<L>Beyond their reach mu&s;t downe, and &s;o doe I.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>9</HEAD>
<L>Plenty and I at board together &s;ate,</L>
<L>I fed with <HI>Diues</HI> dranke in ritche&s;t plate:</L>
<L>VVore ritch attires, ta&s;ted all worldly plea&s;ure,</L>
<L>But ne're had care to hoord vp heau'nly trea&s;ure</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>10</HEAD>
<L>VVith <HI>Eue</HI> I might haue liu'd in Paradice,</L>
<L>But that a Serpent did my Soule intice</L>
<L>To touch forbidden fruit, which reli&s;h'd well</L>
<L>In chewing, but being downe it &s;melt of Hell.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>11</HEAD>
<L>Twas not one onely Apple to deuoure,</L>
<L>For which I long'd; my hunger gap'd at more,</L>
<L>At a whole tree I look'd: it was a Tree,</L>
<L>Me thought the goodlie&s;t mortall eyes could &s;ee.</L>
</LG>
<PB REF="13">
<LG>
<HEAD>12</HEAD>
<L>This Tree I climb'd, and as I pluckt it grew,</L>
<L>Still fre&s;h and fre&s;h, the boughs were euer new;</L>
<L>The branches euer greene, bu&s;hy and faire,</L>
<L>It &s;eem'd the Darling both of funne and ayre.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>13</HEAD>
<L>But when my Soule lookt vp with open eyes,</L>
<L>I &s;aw the top-bough brauing euen the &s;kies:</L>
<L>VVhen the root &s;tuck in Hell, where looking in</L>
<L>I knew it then to be the tree of &s;inne.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>14</HEAD>
<L>And though my Con&s;cience told me I &s;hould fall,</L>
<L>If that I leand to: nothing could appall</L>
<L>My &s;etled re&s;olution, I would on,</L>
<L>Though &s;till before me &s;tood damnation.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>15</HEAD>
<L>From this I pluckt the guilded fruit of pride,</L>
<L>Like Queen-apples they &s;hew'd, for euery &s;ide du&s;t.</L>
<L>VVas ruddy and alluring, but (what tru&s;t</L>
<L>Is in vaine earth) being toucht they turne to well,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>16</HEAD>
<L>From this I &s;uckt Enchantments which drunke</L>
<L>And lu&s;cious &s;weet, yet prou'd the milke of hell,</L>
<L>Hence did I gather poy&s;onous drugges to kill</L>
<L>Such as with&s;tood my friends, or cro&s;t my wil.</L>
</LG>
<PB REF="13">
<LG>
<HEAD>17</HEAD>
<L>Lu&s;t often lay within my widdowed &s;heetes,</L>
<L>And taught me how to ta&s;t vnbidden &s;weetes,</L>
<L>And that toward hell I might go one &s;tep furder</L>
<L>The la&s;t and wor&s;t I went into was murder.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>18</HEAD>
<L>O crying &s;inne, which &s;inothered nere &s;o deep,</L>
<L>In caues, which &s;ilent night her &s;elfe does keep,</L>
<L>Bound vp in darknes, like the &s;teeme of Hell</L>
<L>which none can peirce, yet the black deed to tell.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>19</HEAD>
<L>Euen graues of dead men (rotten long agoe</L>
<L>VVill open wide: Vengeance walks often &s;low</L>
<L>To our weak &s;ight, but when to Strike it &s;tands,</L>
<L>On Heau'ns high Tower, it hath a 1000. hands.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>20</HEAD>
<L>Th' Almighties Arrowes fly both &s;ure &amp; &s;trong</L>
<L>And where they hit great Oakes fall all along,</L>
<L>No hidden mark but &s;tands within his eie,</L>
<L>And that he cleaues, when forth his wrath does flie.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>21</HEAD>
<L>Witne&s;&s;e my &s;elfe and others, who defying,</L>
<L>The bu&s;ie&s;t &s;earching Sunbeam from di&s;crying:</L>
<L>Where Villany lay lurking, wrapd in cloudes,</L>
<L>&s;o &s;afe we thought as dead men in their &s;hrouds</L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<HEAD>22</HEAD>
<L>When to Mans Sence twas as impo&s;ible,</L>
<L>Mountaines to moue, as find a tongue-dur&s;t tel</L>
<L>Our buried plots, See they are rent and torne,</L>
<L>By Gods lea&s;t finger; and we left in Scorne.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>23</HEAD>
<L>Our maskes pluckd off our faces now appeare,</L>
<L>Such as they are indeed, not as they were,</L>
<L>Plaine on our browes are our clo&s;e mi&s;chiefes writ now,</L>
<L>Who mo&s;t did hide, now mo&s;t di&s;couer it.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>24</HEAD>
<L>The Wolues are caught in &s;nares; the &s;hepherd</L>
<L>Knows that a Lamb was &s;lain, by whom &amp; how,</L>
<L>The blood of whom by cruell friend &s;o &s;pilt,</L>
<L>Flowes like a Sea, yet wa&s;hes off no guilt.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>25</HEAD>
<L>If any aske mee, why I was &s;o led,</L>
<L>And why &s;o neere to hell I ventured,</L>
<L>I was bewitch'd, for what I did behold,</L>
<L>Was a mo&s;t bitter <HI>Pill,</HI> but wrap'd in gold.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>26</HEAD>
<L>That liquori&s;h baite intic'd me take it downe,</L>
<L>As whole&s;ome Phi&s;ick, but (with &s;ha~e) tis known</L>
<L>No poi&s;on can &s;o &s;oone de&s;troy the <HI>Soule,</HI></L>
<L>The out-&s;ide glorious, but the in&s;ide foule.</L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<HEAD>27</HEAD>
<L>O Gold! thou glittering diuell that confound|de&s;t</L>
<L>The Riche&s;t, Faire&s;t, Stronge&s;t, wi&s;e&s;t, Sounde&s;t,</L>
<L>Would God, as He to Indians is vnknowne,</L>
<L>That &s;o their Dro&s;&s;y God were theirs Alone.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>28</HEAD>
<L>Soules would not tumble then &s;o fa&s;t to Hell,</L>
<L>Nor of my Fall &s;hould I this Story tell,</L>
<L>Terror to Soule and Body, had not heauen,</L>
<L>To Sinnes more high and horrid, pardon giuen.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>29</HEAD>
<L>Pardon of thee (&s;weet <HI>Ie&s;us</HI>) then I craue,</L>
<L>What thou ha&s;t Bought and Payd for deerely Saue</L>
<L>Men let me beg forgiuenes from you too,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e I did more then my Sex &s;hould doe.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>30</HEAD>
<L>And you of Mode&s;t dames that beare the note,</L>
<L>And my black Name quite from your tables blot,</L>
<L>As I am lo&s;t, &s;o let my fault I craue,</L>
<L>And write Obliuion on my wretched Graue.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>31</HEAD>
<L>You Fathers whom of Children I bereaue,</L>
<L>You Children whom of Parents I deceaue,</L>
<L>You Wiues whom Husband les my Guilt does make,</L>
<L>Forgiue me All: of All this Leaue I take.</L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<HEAD>32</HEAD>
<L>Heauen frownes to looke vpon me and my Sin,</L>
<L>Earth trembles that by her I fed haue bin:</L>
<L>My very breath poy&s;ons the Aire about me,</L>
<L>Hell onely is within me, and without me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>33</HEAD>
<L>Yet in de&s;pite of Hell, from Heauen comes down,</L>
<L>Mercy I &s;ee, holding a glorious Crown,</L>
<L>Of immortality ouer my faint head,</L>
<L>Ie&s;us in that and thee I'me Comforted.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>34</HEAD>
<L>Strengthen my weake heart, Death is fearefull grim,</L>
<L>One finger of thy Hand can vanqui&s;h him,</L>
<L>Giue to my fleeting Soule a pro&s;perous gaile;</L>
<L>That I to Ble&s;t Ieru&s;alem may Saile.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV1>
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<HEAD>A Prayer made by Mi&s;tris <HI>Turner,</HI> the night <HI>before her Suffering Death.</HI></HEAD>
<P>VVIth <HI>Mary Magdalene,</HI> I kneele (O <HI>Ie&s;us</HI>) at thy feete, which I wa&s;h with the teares of a peniten|tiall bleeding heart, dry them vp againe with the Sighes of my afflicted Soule, O my &s;weet Sauiour what pretious bloud did&s;t thou pay in ran&s;ome to fetch my Soule out of euerla&s;ting Death and Hell? And how (for a golden bribe) haue I &s;old that loue of thine, and my owne Saluation? I am vndone for euer, for fince I could &s;peake the Name of God, or his ble&s;&s;ed Sonne, I did ne|ner &s;peake or doe any thing that was worthy of Heauen. What haue I not beene, that in the world is Euell, and what is now in me, that I dare call Good? My youth was Licentious, my Age wicked, my Latter daies offen&s;iue and odious to God and Man. Yet notwith&s;tanding (Hea|uenly Father) Since my Repentant Soule comes crying to Thee for Mercy, as before my Sin<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">es cryed to Hea|uen for Vengeance: bow downe I be&s;eech thee thine eare: dry vp my Sorrowes with thy beam<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters"> of <HI>Grace.</HI> I haue not knowne thee, nor neuer reguarded thy Sacred word, yet (O Lord) &s;hut me not out of Heauen, becau&s;e it is a broken, wounded, and oppre&s;&s;ed beast that k<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="4 letters">|eth at thy gates of Pitty. Let not my name be blotted out of thy booke of Life, but &s;et the Seale on my forehead, that I may be knowne to be one of Thine. I de&s;ire not to liue in this World (of which I am weary, as that is of me) but onely in thy Kingdome: to the intent I may change my bloody garments, for a roabe of Immortality: Com|fort me in my Combat of Death, take di&s;paire from mine eies, &s;et an Angell to guard me, Help me, Strengthen mee, Ha&s;ten me to my home, and let that dwelling be with thee for <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">uer and euer, I come deere Redeemer, I come, into thy ble&s;&s;ed Hands I commend my Spirit.</P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="prayer">
<PB REF="16">
<HEAD>Ma&s;ter <HI>We&s;tons</HI> Teares, for <HI>the Murder of Sir</HI> Thomas Ouerbury <HI>who was poy&s;oned in the Towre of London.</HI></HEAD>
<P>GOD of my Soule and Body, haue mercy vpon mee: the one I haue ca&s;t way by my folly, &amp; the other is likely to peri&s;h in thy Fury, vnle&s;&s;e in thy great mercy thou Saue it. My Sinnes are deepe Seas to drowne mee; I am &s;wallowed vp in the bottomles Gulph of my owne tran&s;gre&s;&s;ions. With <HI>Gaine</HI> I haue beene a Murderer, and with <HI>Iudas</HI> &agrave; Betrayer of t he Innocent. My body is a Slaue to Sathan, and my wretched Soule is deuowred vp by Hell. Black haue bin my thoughts, and blacker, are my deeds. I haue beene the Diuells in&s;trument, and am now become the Scome of Men, a Serpent vpon earth, and an Out-ca&s;t from Heauen. What therefore can be|come of me (mi&s;erable Catiffe;) if I looke vp to my Re|deemer, to him I am an Arch Traitor, if upon Earth, it is deowned with Blood of my &s;hedding, if into Hell, there I &s;e<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"> my Con&s;cience, burning in the Brim&s;tone lake. God of my Soule and Body haue mercy therefore vpon mee, Saue me, O &s;aue me, or el&s;e I peri&s;h for euer, I die for euer in the world to come, vnle&s;&s;e (&s;weet Lord) thou catch|e&s;t my repentant Soule in thine Armes; O &s;aue mee, &s;aue me, &s;aue me.</P>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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