Obijt Decemb. 12 o. 1611 Aetati s Suae 79. Thomas Sutton. Deo Dante Dedit.

Domus Carthusiana: OR AN ACCOUNT OF THE MOST NOBLE FOUNDATION OF THE CHARTER-HOƲSE NEAR Smithfield in LONDON.

BOTH Before and since the REFORMATION. WITH THE Life and Death of Thomas Sutton Esq the FOƲNDER thereof.

And his last WILL and TESTAMENT.

To which are Added several Prayers, fitted for the Private Devotions and Particular Occasions of the Ancient Gentlemen, &c.

By SAMƲEL HERNE, Fellow of Clare-Hall in CAMBRIDGE.

Bona Fama est propria Possessio Defunctorum.

LONDON, Printed by T.R. for Richard Marriott, and Henry Brome, at the Gun in St. Paul's Church-yard, the West end, MDCLXXVII.

IMPRIMATUR,

Antonius Saunders, Re­verendissimo Archi-Episcopo Cantuariensi à Sacris Domesticis.

TO THE MOST REVEREND FATHER in GOD, GILBERT, Lord Arch-Bishop of Canterbury, his Grace, &c. TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE, RIGHT REVEREND, AND MOST WORTHY GOVERNOURS OF THE Charter-House.

May it please your Lordships,

AS your Honours bear a particular Relation to that Goodly and No­ble Foundation, whereof I [Page] design to give an Account: I had been unjust if I had de­prived your Lordships of the Patronage of That, which is confirmed unto you by a Royal Hand; for which you have his Majesties Letters Patent. Therefore, in your most Noble Breasts is justly lodged the Right and Ma­nagement of this glorious and weighty Benefaction: and the Trust is so judiciously seated, that all Wise men conclude, our Generous Founder added more Glory to the Reform­ed Religion, by choosing such Honourable Patrons, than ever he could expect [Page] from the single Instance of his own Bounty; and so he is become a double Benefa­ctor.

I find, since the first Foun­dation, a considerable accessi­on of Revenues, added by the care and diligence of your Lordships Wisdom: as also a numerous Train of Excel­lent Orders, made for the better Government and Re­gulation of the Members therein contained.

After all this, I could not satisfie my self, why all these Great and Magnificent Acti­ons should lye dormant, and be buried within the narrow [Page] bounds of this Religious House, and not appear to the World in their full Beauty and Proportion: Nor could I render any tolerable Ac­count of this long continued Silence, unless your Lord­ships labour to be as Emi­nent for Humility, and a generous Contempt of Glo­ry, as you have approved your selves for Fidelity and Conduct.

Upon this Account I am bound to beg your Honours Pardon, seeing I not only begin this way to Trespass; but also add another Crime, by presuming to undertake a [Page] Labour so much above my feeble Strength and Capaci­ty: However, I am resol­ved in some measure to have a regard to my Duty (as well as I can) and recom­mend that to Posterity, which it would be a Sin to conceal. For I must needs declare, I could do no less than pay this humble Acknowledg­ment to the lasting Glory of our Founder, the deserved Honour of your Lordships, and the Memory I owe to that Place, wherein I had the Happiness to be Edu­cated.

[Page]How often has the warm Influence of your Religious Cares visited these Walls of Retirement? and refreshed the fainting Spirits of the poor Inhabitants: This can­not but make you the hap­py Returns of Joy and Glory hereafter. For the Interrogations at the last Day will relate to those Duties, which now are the kind Purposes, and constant Entertainment of your Souls.

That Heaven would gra­ciously bestow on your Lordships, a long Life, and a continued Happiness, with [Page] all the Blessings of this, and the endless Joys of that World to come, is the hearty Prayer of

Your Honours most humble and most faithful Servant, Samuel Herne.

THE PREFACE.

I Serve no other ends in piecing together these few Collecti­ons, than to give an honest Instance of my Duty and Thankfulness: for wherever any Obligation lies upon a man, common honesty leads him to en­deavour to pay the Debt. Now, seeing it is impossible for me, according to my small Talent, to discharge the Total Sum, I am resolved, as much as in me lies, to make this publick Acknow­ledgment, viz. to be just and thank­ful. For the Apostle makes Ingratitude [Page] the Compendium of all Impiety, 2 Tim. 3.2. in these two words, unthankful, unholy.

Thus you see the plain reason why I bestow my thoughts upon the Memory of this Great man: to whom I, and ma­ny others owe all we can express, (not that I reflect upon the silence of any man, who, for ought I know, may in his private Closet give more substantial Te­stimonials of his Thankfulness, than I can, by this faint endeavour, in a pub­lick way) besides, though in general, all men, who receive favours, are bound to be thankful; yet I am apt to think, every single man has as much right to choose the way of expressing his Thanks, as he has a propriety to his Complexion and Fortunes.

In digging up the Foundations of Ancient and Religious Houses, 'tis usual [Page] to find Ʋrns and old Reliques of Men and Times; sometimes the uncorrupted Carkass of a great and celebrated Per­son: These and the like Curiosities are thought worthy to be exposed to common view; if so, this I hope may in part excuse my present Attempt. For occa­sionally searching in the Dust and Foun­dation of the present Charter-house; now and then I could not but meet with a Leg or an Arm, some strokes of the Ancient Model, some few fragments of the old Foundation: But at last I met with the Original Grants and Char­ters for this Carthusian Monastery, in the most elaborate Works of that Excel­lent Antiquary of our Age, Mr. Dug­dale.

Why therefore should I be so rude, as not to take notice of Sir Walter de [Page] Manny, whose Memory the very worms dare not assault? Brit. p. 117. Says Cambden. Fuerant Regnante Hen. 8. (fas sit meminisse) avitae pietatis monumen­ta, &c. Ille autem, quasi Torrens rupto aggere, irruit; Orbe stupente, & Anglia ingemente, omnia funditus prostravit: p. 311. Latifundia sibi arripuit, quae piissimo instituto, ad Dei glori­am consecrata, & in Sacerdotum E­leemosynis, Pauperum refectione, cap­tivorum Redemptione, & Ecclesia­rum reparationibus, per Ecclesiae scita expendenda, &c.

I know an Attempt of this Nature is an Imployment far beneath men of singu­lar Parts and high Atchievements, yet in the advancement of Knowledge some body must moyl and drudge, some Persons must clear, and labour in the [Page] Foundation, who, though they seem bu­ried alive, and make no flourishes above ground, yet they prove full as useful and beneficial to mankind. Thus men awake Antiquity, by searching into Dormi­tories, and places of long repose: thus they bring Mortar and unpolisht stone to be made smooth by a more curious hand, to be placed in order by the sk [...]ll of the Great Surveyer. Much of the same nature I conceive these lose and rude Collections to be, and that they would puzzle the skill of another Inigo to bring them into shape and figure.

That which some Historians complain of, is my comfort; they say, to write soon after the matter of fact, is to tread too close upon the heels of time, &c. I am glad I speak to the face of Time, for many Persons are now alive, who knew the Founder, he having been dead not [Page] above 66 years; so that if it be my mis­fortune to transcribe any Errours, I hope they may be discerned, and I will engage they shall thankfully be amended.

Some small pleasure and satisfaction may possibly be found in things of this na­ture; for I have heard say, that he, whose understanding is not elder than himself, looseth the noblest In­heritance of his Ancestors, and stick's in the worst kind of minority. Some wise men therefore have thought Works of this nature very necessary for the im­provement of Virtue and Goodness; for, Example is observed to have more force and virtue among men, than the Legisla­tive Power, the Fundamental Laws of States and Kingdoms: what penal Laws, Courts of Judicature, the Rods and the Hatchet, are designed to effect by Legal Force and Compulsion, that Example [Page] will perform, with the unresisted eloquence of its own nature, without the formidable Retinue of Guards and Tumult: Ac­cording to the Kings of Israel, so varied the Worship of God, for, Examples are the Springs from whence human a­ctions derive their motion.

The power of the Laws may pursue and seize upon the body; but Example surprises and attacks the soul; it invades and charms the mind with the secret Ma­gick of love and imitation: It repre­sents vertue to the world, not in faint and languishing colours, but moving, full of life and vigour: It propounds Rea­son not as imperious and tyrannical in its precepts, but eloquent and attractive in its Operations. Thus the great dif­ficulty of Obedience is master'd, and made easie by our desire of imitation.

I thought therefore it would not be [Page] amiss (when I undertook this innocent di­version at spare hours) to propound our great Founder to the World, as a mighty Example of Charity and Benevo­lence. For it is no small Honour to our Country, that we can give such a fa­mous Instance of the warmth & richness of its Soyl, when, without any auxiliary Cha­rity, by the scattering of a single Hand, it has brought forth so much piety, such un­parallel'd Benevolence.

Yet these great men meet with some strokes of misfortune, from the ruder Ages wherein they live; for as the highest Mountains are most subject to the storms of Thunder, and the batteries of Hail: so these who are placed on high, are the usual marks at which the Instruments of Envy and Malice are level [...]d: Some men love to look on the knotty side of the Arras, and take little notice of the comely figure [Page] that is wrought upon the right side of the Hangings. The same indignities and affronts were offered to our generous Foun­der, or at least, it was so suspected (which are fully wiped off in the body of his life) But what will not the licentious Stage traduce? when Socrates himself was the unexpected subject of Aristophanes's Buffoonry.

I wish we could find many Suttons so long liv'd to their Country, by their Fame and Munificence; and so long liv'd to themselves by their temperance and so­briety. If he seem'd to the world something too sparing, this may suffice at present;

Si non errâsset, fecerat ille minùs.

The Instances I bring of the Carthu­sian Order, are faithfully taken from Pe­trus Sutor, one of their own Fraternity. If any Person be more curious, Lib. de vi­ta Carth. be may read Johannes Morocurtius's Poem upon the [Page] Life of Bruno, in four Books, printed at Antw. 1540. 4 o. and now to be found in the Oxford Library.

The helps I found in the composure of Sutton's life, were many of them scatter'd here and there, laid hold on rather by chance than direction; For the World has not been so kind to this Great man, as to represent him to the open view, with those graceful lines and fair advantages his Actions really have deserved.

Sir Richard Baker, Dr Heylin, and Mr. Fuller say little of him, and that little very full of mistakes, for they call him Richard Sutton, and affirm he lived a Batchelor, and so by his single life had an opportunity to lay up a heap of mony; whereas his dear wife is, with much ho­nour and respect, mentioned in his Will.

Others give him bad words, say he was born of obscure and mean Parents, and [Page] married as inconsiderable a wife, and dy'd without an Heir: but then to give some reason for his Wealth (having no time nor desire to enquire into the means of his growing rich) to cut short the business, they resolve all into a Romantick Ad­venture; they say it was all got at a lump by an accidental shipwrack, which the kind waves drove to shore, and laid at his feet, whilst the fortunate Sutton was walking pensively upon the barren Sands. They report, in the Hulk Coals were found, and under them an inestimable Treasure, a great heap of Fayery wealth. This, I fancy, may go for the Fable, and his farming the Coal­mines (as may be seen hereafter) for the Moral.

The Errors of the former, and dreams of the latter, will be sufficiently discovered by the following History of his Life; [Page] some Remarks whereof I had from credita­ble and worthy men, bred in this Founda­tion long ago: Others by a Commemoration Sermon of Mr. Burrel's, preached in a fit time to declare the truth; for several of the first list of Governours were then li­ving, and one of the Founders Executors, viz. Sir Richard Sutton. This I have by me in print.

I had likewise assistance from the Re­cords of the House, and lastly from an Anonymous and Imperfect MS. left, not long since, in the Booksellers hands, which did me very good service.

I shall now only offer a word or two in the behalf of good Works, and then proceed to the Historical part.

Nothing is more pleasing to him, who is the Giver of good Gifts unto men, than to see his own Blessings rightly pla­ced, and bestowed upon Objects of pitty [Page] and compassion; Moreover, by this we shew our thankfulness to God; for, the truest Notion of Gratitude, is never to give an occasion that our Benefa­ctour should repent that he bestow'd his Bounty upon us.

By Charity also we do good to men, we oblige and endear our Neighbour; we imitate the good Angels, nay our Savi­our himself, who went about all Ju­dea doing good; though his Estate and Kingdom was not in this World, yet among his few Disciples, he chose one an Almoner to scatter his Benevolence, and to distribute his small Treasure: Love and Charity are as necessary to the well-being of States and Communi­ties in the Body Politick, as union of parts is in the material and Philo­sophical World.

Furthermore, by acts of mercy and [Page] pitty, we are kind to our own selves; for no good man can, without grief, behold the gaping wounds of a poor Lazarus, this makes his bowels yearn, and his own Soul bear a part in sorrow, so that by healing his sores, and binding up his wounds, by relieving his pain, and re­freshing his spirits, he eases his own mind, and does an office of kindness to himself: and this seems to be the proper sense of the Prophet, When thou seest the naked, cover him; that thou hide not thy self from thine own flesh.

Lastly, nothing more secures our In­terest in Heaven, nor gives a fairer Title to the blessed Mansions above; for the Scripture informs us, that at the great and terrible day of Judgment inquiry will be made, Whether we have fed the hungry, and clothed the naked? vi­sited the sick, and redeemed the pri­soner? [Page] for Charity is so requisite, in order to our well being in the other world, that Abraham would hardly think him­self now in heaven, had he not a Laza­rus in his bosom.

It may be these Arguments were the cause of so much good, that is found of this nature in the world; for I believe we read of few or no Hospitals before the Plan­tation of Christian Religion. Nor is this a private fancy of my own, but partly ga­thered from the silence of former Ages in reference to these works of Charity; and partly from several barbarous Instances of State-policy, which were enjoyned to prevent the necessity of such Structures, and Provisions for needy people.

These were customary in many Coun­tries, and gravely prescribed by Aristotle himself, in these words; Lib. 7. Pol. cap. 16. [...]. [Page] [...], &c. which may be thus Englished; As for the destroying or bringing up of Children, there should be a Law that none might bring up a­ny, who were imperfect or lame in any of their Limbs; and for the a­voiding of too great a number of Children (if it be not permitted by the Laws of the Country to expose them) it is requisite to set down how many a man may have; and if any have more than that prescribed num­ber, there must be used some means that the fruit may be destroy'd in the Mothers womb.

Several, who were sick and weakly, having no means of subsistence, and hopes of human pitty, did make Sale of their lives, that upon their recovery, both they and their Posterity should be slaves to him [Page] that was at the expence of the Relief. If any person happened to be lame or blind, he thought it in vain to endeavour to move the compassion of barbarous and self-ended men; therefore their custom was to lay vio­lent hands upon themselves, to put a period to their miserable lives and wretched for­tunes. This was the lamentable effect of Pagan uncharitableness.

But when once Constantine the Great appear'd, enabled with the Riches and Authority of Empire, he bravely redressed all these horrid and inhuman practises, Euseb. Hist. Lib. 10. and erected many structures for to entertain and refresh the sons and daughters of pit­ty and compassion. This excellent example Julian the Apostate could not but ap­plaud and imitate, as may be seen by his Letters sent to the Proconsuls and Ci­ties of Asia, perswading them to follow the examples of Christians in this matter; [Page] and though he reigned alone scarce two years, yet he left many monuments of Cha­rity behind him.

After these Reigns, the good and pious Emperours were strangely forward in this way of Charity, and their Benefacti­ons became almost incredible. Nay, the very Turks now are famous for it; and it seems not only a good act of kindness and piety among them, but also a wise forecast, and prudent consideration. For no Turk is solicitous to provide for the fu­ture condition of his family, lest he should provoke the jealousie of the Grand Seig­nour, and be crushed in a moment; there­fore they usually leave their Children to cut out their own Fortunes, who, if they should prove maimed or sickly, are in these places provided for.

They have one Hospital at the entrance of Mare Majore, coming from Bospho­rus, [Page] which was founded by Solyman's Daughter, the Wife of Rustan Bassa, and by her endowed with 8000 Ducats per An.

There is another built by a certain Bassa in the Isle of Phermena, not far from Delos, in Greece, in the Reign of Mahomet 2 d. who conquered Constan­tinople; it is endowed with 12000 Du­cats per Ann.

A third is at Constantinople, begun by Mahomet 2 d. and finished by Bajazet his son; it enjoyes 60000 Ducats per An.

These, with many others in the Turkish Dominions, are erected to entertain sick and lame people, men who are unfit for labour, and whose conditions require Re­lief. The Governours of their Hospitals usually walk out, and desire wearied Tra­vellers, and that sort of people which com­monly line the Highways, to repair hither, and accept of the kindness and refresh­ments [Page] of the charitable House. Many of them are, by their Establishments, to re­ceive persons of any Religion, which is cer­tainly a generous instance of kindness and civility. Near these Foundations com­monly a Mosque or Temple is erected; as now upon Mount Sinai, and elsewhere; for those that are relieved are required to pray there for the Soul of the Founder: the place where they intend to raise such a work of Charity, is frequently made choice of in some solitary and retired place, to avoid vain glory. Their Charity like­wise extends to the Inhabitants of the Aery and Watry Elements, for they hire men to feed fishes in common Rivers, and with expence purchase the Release of encaged Birds.

We read likewise of five goodly Hospi­tals in Fez; and of a Persian King, who caused a Mosque to be built in Ar­menia, [Page] at the foot of that Mountain whereon Noah's Ark rested: this is a Receptacle for men of all sorts of Reli­gions and Complexions, Christians and Turks, Moors and Arabs: here all are entertained three days and three nights, with much kindness and freedom; and for its maintenance it is endowed with 40000 Ducats per Ann.

Thus we may observe the rise and spreading of these Instances of Bene­faction; how much it redounds to the honour of Christian Religion, that as it at first out of its excellent Principles began this work, so now it does continue it, and provokes the emulation of all Countries. For the honour of our own Nation, I shall conclude with the words of Dr. Willet in that part of his Synop­sis, p. 1243. called the Catalogue of Good Works, in the Defence of Protestant Charity.

[Page]I trust I have made it good, that more Charitable Works have been done in these 60 years of the Go­spel, than in the like time in Popery; I think they cannot shew in any Age almost a Million bestowed in Works of Charity; more than forty Hospi­tals, above twenty Free schools and more than ten Colledges and Chur­ches.

Thus ( says he) is the slanderous objection of the Papists answered, who said, That Protestants do no Good Works, but are rather Ene­mies to them.

THE CHARTER-HOUSE.

IN that fatal year,
When Prodigies familiar were:
Ills and Distempers in the East began,
And nimbly over Europe ran:
When living men amaz'd, beheld the dead,
And Carkases o're all the world were spread:
Thou, Walter Manny, Cambray's Lord,
The bravest man that blind Age could afford,
Didst take compassion on the wandring Ghosts
Of thy departed Friends;
Did'st consecrate to th' Lord of Hosts,
Thy Substance for Religious Ends.
Thy Bounty, at the best
Gave only scatter'd ashes rest.
Sutton took care o'th' better part
And did consummate it with wondrous Art,
By the large Issues of his boundless heart.
We grant, ye both to us from heaven were sent,
Yet one's a dead, t'other a living Monument.
2.
Where sorrow dwelt, and tears bedew'd the earth,
From whence the bitterest weeds deriv'd their birth;
Where grief and sighs were thickest found,
And Death had Chambers under ground,
Where sad Relations sorrow'd all around.
In that very House of mourning, now
The sweetest Charms of life do grow:
Therefore no more can we
Call this a Vale of Misery.
No more let History say,
It is a Charnel house, or Golgotha:
Unless we mean, where skulls, with cost and pains,
Have been enrich'd with wisdom, and with brains.
3.
Vain-glorious Rome!
Could Heaven be purchas'd, and the Joys above,
By what you dream will meritorious prove?
We have the noblest Instance here at home.
Sutton, the best of Givers, whose large mind,
By no Red-letter'd Model was confin'd,
He has erected in the Highest Sphear
The largest, and the noblest Mansion there,
Where thy great Babel never will appear.
4.
We heard and read of Charity before,
That England was its magazine and store:
When our Forefathers strove
Religiously who should exceed in Love;
Who should attempt the greatest Good:
Till a mis-guided Zeal did so abound,
And cover all the richer ground,
That numerous streams did swell into a Floud.
They broke the Banks, which should their force withstand,
And prov'd injurious to the neighbouring Land.
5.
Then the Reformation came,
and drain'd our Channels dry;
It gave Religion a new Name,
and serv'd to clear our sky:
A while few kind showers were found
To fall upon the Brittish ground.
The late abuse of Charity withheld
Some time its useful growth;
That Superstition might not yield
A Nursery of Ignorance and Sloth:
The ground was rank, and therefore all that fell
Of rain and moisture here below,
About the Convent and the lazy Cell,
Did into useless Thorns and Thistles grow.
6.
But since we hear that Charity
(Just like the Orange Tree)
From a distant Climate come,
Leaving a warmer Air at home,
Ventur'd on our Inhospitable Isle,
Before she knew we had so clean a Soyl.
At first this Stranger was scarce known,
In City, Country, Camp or Town;
She liv'd abroad, she stood aloof
Far from any Mansion-house:
She found the searching Air unkind and cold,
She seem'd to languish in the stiffer Mould.
This wa'nt a place for her to thrive,
No not a place to live,
All over shivering and timorous;
Therefore she beg'd the favour of a warmer Roof.
7.
All pale and wan, she lay upon the ground,
Gasping for want of breath:
Her Eyes began to close, her Pulse to cease,
Her trembling Soul to steal away in peace,
The common symptomes of approaching death.
Yet when the Searchers came, they found
That she was only in a swound:
Chasing her Lim [...] benum'd with cold,
The Native heat
App [...]d and kindly did great.
She wo [...]ks [...] And in a plea [...] honor told
[Page]All she had seen above,
How every Region there is fill'd with love:
She saw the Throne,
And Him that sate thereon;
The eternal Springs from whence doth flow
All the good we find below:
Spying poor Lazarus in the Patriarch's breast,
She knew 'twas Heaven, the place of everlasting rest.
Then from a tedious Trance she did revive▪
And i [...] a Demonstration that we live.
8.
Rome's blind Devotion, like the Mole,
Before did work and labour under ground;
As if Religion had its birth
From the hollow Caverns of the Earth:
Where you may find the Cloyster'd Soul
In Superstitious fetters bound.
The purest Lamp of Life they place
In solitary shade below;
In the dark enteries of Hell,
Those dens and vaults, where Snakes and Adders dwell:
As if the greatest part of Christian Race
Were born to shameful misery and wo.
These Romish Batts live in a daily fright,
Ever avoiding human sight;
A strange Religion which abhors the light!
9.
But our Great Patron void of all
The trifling Fopperies of Rome;
Their sly Reserves, and whispering Wall,
The grand Reproach of Christendom.
He bravely has secur'd our just Retreat,
The Reputation of the Brittish State,
And plac'd Religion in its proper Seat:
And now Triumphant Arches may be spar'd,
When such a lasting Monument is rear'd.
So God has plac'd the Rainbow in the sky
A memorandum of the Floud,
To advertise Mortality,
At once that he is just and good
10.
The Youth and Aged, as they lay
Objects of pitty in thy way,
Besought a helping hand:
Children untaught to make their moan,
And old Age almost speechless grown,
When succour they demand;
Point not to Thee in vain,
To read those lines of sorrow, which complain
With Lazarus, they begg'd a Crum,
Or Belizarius, a small Sum,
But thy large Alms did an Exchequer drain.
Alas! thy free and generous mind
Disdain'd to be confin'd:
When thou dost give,
'Tis that whereon whole Nations might live,
[Page]Like Macedon's great Man, when thou dost pitty,
Thou stretchest out thy hand, and giv'st a City.
11.
What Argument could draw Thee hence,
To gratifie the Reason, or the Sense?
What pure and endless joys must that man find,
Who freely left to us a Paradise behind?
A Paradise, wherein we see
No tempting Eve, and no forbidden Tree:
All things are open, all are free to taste,
All masculine, and innocent, and chaste;
Here's nothing naked and forlorn,
Expos'd to punishment or scorn:
All things are clad; and thus it Paradise exceeds,
Instead of Figleaves we have nobler Weeds.
12.
Plenty here has chose her seat,
Here all things needful and convenient meet:
Every week are hither sent
Inhabitants o'th' watry Element.
When I met Creatures in a throng,
And found they hither came,
Seeing so vast a number croud along;
Methought they went to Eden for a Name.
13.
Thy very Wilderness is fruitful too;
Every Walk, and every Grove,
Bears the fresh characters of Love.
Here's nothing wild; all things encrease and thrive:
[Page]In just obedience to you,
That which was barren, now has learn't to give.
O bounteous Heaven! at thy Command,
Fourscore Patriarchs here
Wander many a year,
Until they move unto the promis'd Land.
14.
Here they from Heaven are sed,
By an Almighty hand are led,
No Pharaoh them to trouble:
Yet still they have the Pillar and the Cloud,
All that is useful and [...] good;
Only their Tents a'nt Portable.
Their greener years were spent in war,
Each Nestor bears a loyal scar.
But now the field is won,
All war's noise and tumults cease,
They all retire, no clashing's heard,
But from each grey and reverend beard,
The sacred Oyl doth in abundance run:
Like Brethren, they live long lives in peace.
15.
Here Crashaw's pious Muse was bred,
In this Religious place liv'd she;
Free from disquiet and complaint,
Which trouble, and distract the busie head;
Such peaceful paths his Infancy did tread.
Here the great Cowley's Poet, and his Saint,
Was taught the Elements of Speech and Piety.
[Page] Cowley, he was the Subject of thy Pen;
That Pen, which did bewail the end
Of thy most dear, and most lamented Friend:
For thou didst but desire,
(when he was snatch't from us frail men)
A modest portion of his sacred fire.
Yet some may say thy Charity was blind,
Because it has thy modesty outran;
For thou hast prov'd so kind
T'embalm and bless that very man,
Who left Religion and his Friend behind.
'Tis true, alas! had he not stept aside,
But in his Mothers bosom dy'd;
Had his Muse not wanton been,
Nor fled unto Loretto's shrine,
He might have long since this begun
From smaller Numbers his eternal Song.
16.
Here our first James, that wore the Brittish Crown,
Weary'd with acclamations, and the toyl
Of travel, to unite this long divided Isle;
Enter'd, withall the Noble Train he [...]ed,
Within these walls three nights he laid his thoughtful head;
Until he did advance into the Town,
Until another Palace was prepar'd.
As Princes came from far to view the Throne
Of Mighty Solomon;
So Scotland's King mov'd many a tedious mile,
Drawn with the Fame of this Great Pile:
He came, and saw more than ever he had heard.
17.
Exactly on the South I saw
A comely Structure shew its head;
And when I question'd, whose abode
It was? I heard the Law
And Gospels read:
I saw twice forty Elders: drawing nigher,
I heard the Musick of the sacred Quire:
And then I knew it was the House of God.
18.
The Image of thy boundless Soul,
Where e're our gazing eyes do roul,
Is the fair object of our view:
To Youth, untaught to number years,
To active youth well near its prime,
In glorious Visions it appears:
The Aged too still dream of you,
Although they're e'en worn out with time.
Here Innocence and Piety,
Are fed and nurst by Charity;
Here the tender Plants do grow,
A handsome and a graceful show.
There the tall and Aged Oake
In patience waits the fatal stroke:
Which, as it falls, must lye
Until it approach Eternity.
19.
Sickness and death are almost strangers here,
No ill-foreboding Comet dare appear;
Whilst Nedham's nigh they cannot kill,
No Carthusian blood can spill.
In vain they tempt his known and mighty skill;
In vain they make a needless strife:
All, that belongs to human life,
To every Limb, to every Nerve,
To fortifie, repair, and long preserve,
He knows it all:
And then for shame, why do we call
The Seat of Health an Hospital?
H'as trac'd the Infant from the womb,
Through all his changes, to the Tomb:
H'as planted here the Tree of Life, that Fate
Has no Comission for to enter:
Here no contagious ills dare venture,
While this great Aesculapius guards the Gate.
20.
He that Robs thy Treasury of Love,
Shall feel the Scourge of Heaven above:
And (as to Scripture) if we strive to add,
'Tis thought a Crime a most as bad;
For then our Benefactions are in vain,
We empty Cockles in the boundless Main.
[Page]To thee alone (Great Sir) we pay this Right
Of Thanks: Thy arge and crowded Store
Will entertain no more;
No, not the Widow's Mite:
And yet thy Charity's not bestow'd in vain,
For many Ages hence it will be found again:
Thy Bread is cast upon, and covers all the Main.
20.
The Influence of thy mighty Zeal
Does warm these Northern parts,
Dissolves the Ice, and softens all our hearts:
Thy Love amazes all the Roman Spyes,
It warms our Clime, and dazles all our Eyes:
And, what is more, in this fair solitude,
Thou, by a Miracle
Dost now instruct and feed a multitude.
So that if Saints above can understand, and see
How things are acted in this Vale of Misery:
Thy Charity to us must still encrease,
For there, they say, 'twill never cease:
Though all thou hadst on Earth was given,
Yet thou hast Blessings to bestow
On us poor Mortals here below,
As thou art made Lord Almoner of Heaven.

The CONTENTS.

Of the Old Foundation.
  • AN Account of the Rise and Original of the Car­thusian Order, Cap. 1. Page 1.
  • Of the Rules and Constitution of the Order, c. 2. p. 7.
  • Of their Transplantation and Number in England, c. 3. p. 12.
  • Of the Charter-house, or Carthusian Monastery near Smithfield, c. 4. p. 15.
  • Of their Fabulous Miracles, c. 5. p. 22.
  • King Edward the Third's License or Grant for the Foundation of the Monastery, p. 30.
  • Bulla Urbani Papae. p. 32.
Of the New Foundation.
  • Sutton's Life, p. 37.
  • The Occasions of his growing Rich, p. 40.
  • Knott the Jesuit's unjust Censure of him, p. 45.
  • Sutton's Death and Funeral Solemnities, p. 54.
  • Bishop Hall's incomparable Letter to stir him up to Charity, p. 59.
  • An Act of Parliament to erect the Hospital at Halling­bury in Essex, p. 69.
  • King James's Letters Patent to alter the Scituation, p. 85.
  • Ecclesiastical Preserments in the Governour's disposal, p. 87.
  • Simon Baxter, Heir in Law to the Founder, enters an Action of Trespass against the Governours, p. 88.
  • The Cas [...] [...]atea on both sides, p. 89.
  • [Page]Sir Francis Bacon's Letter to King James, to over­throw the Foundation, p. 96.
  • The Opening of the House, p. 109.
  • An Establishment made, whereby all the Officers and Members in the House are to be regulated, p. 110.
  • Concerning Assemblies and Committees, p. 116.
  • The Election and Duty of a Master, p. 120.
  • Of the Preacher, p. 123.
  • Of the Physician, p. 125.
  • The Register and Solicitor, p. 126.
  • The Receiver, p. 129.
  • The Ma [...]ciple. p. 130.
  • Schoolmaster and Usher, p. 135.
  • The Auditor, p. 141.
  • Allowances to the Members, p. 145.
  • A Confirmation of the King's Letters Patent, by an Act of Parl. for the removal of the Hospital, p. 154.
  • The first List of Governours, p. 70.
  • The names of the present Governours, p. 176.
  • A Patent for a Governour, p. 177.
  • Of the number and nature of the Members maintain­ed, p. 181.
  • The Warrant for a Pensioner, p. 182.
  • How to obtain a place for an old Man or Youth, p. 189.
  • A Warrant for a Lad, p. 190.
  • An Account of the encrease and present state of the Revenues of the House, p. 193.
  • The Founder's Will, p. 200.
  • Orders for the Pensioners, p. 231.
Ordinis Carthusiani Monachus. F. H. Van. Houe fec

Of the Old FOUNDATION OF THE Charter-House.

CHAP. I. An Account of the Rise and Original of the Carthusian Order.

IN the year of our Lord 1082, at what time Gregory the Se­venth was Bishop of Rome, and in the Sixteenth year of the Reign of King William the Con­queror, we are told there hapned in Paris [Page 2] a very strange and wondrous accident: the Relation whereof I find much after this manner. Bruno a German, born at Cologne, of an ancient and worthy Family, by his studious life and successful endeavours, ob­tained so great a reputation among learned Men, that he was at length prevailed with to visit France, where he was honourably chosen Philosophy Professour of the Uni­versity of Paris: Not long after chancing to be present at the Funeral Solemnities of one of his dear Friends, a Man, as far as mortal eye could discern, of a fair and un­tainted reputation: On a suddain, whilst they were celebrating the Office for the Dead, and were come to that part of it, Responde mihi: the Corps began to move, and raise it self upon the Bier, and was heard at several distances of time to utter these la­mentable words; ‘I am arraigned at the Bar of God's Justice: my final Sentence is already past: And I am condemned to Eter­nal Torments.’

'Tis easie to imagine what a great Con­sternation this unexpected Revelation wrought in the minds of the People; but especially it troubled his familiar and learn­ed Friend Bruno, who could not but be surpriz'd with grief and melancholy: thinks [Page 3] he, if so vertuous and religious a man can perish, and be for ever undone, what must become of me? If my loving and faithful Companion, who was eminent for Justice and Piety, if so fair a complexion'd Soul scarcely can be saved, where shall I, who am unrighteous, appear? If the unwelcom sight of one damned Person so much di­sturbs all men who behold him; if one single instance of God's vindictive Justice create so much confusion in our Spirits, then how painful will be the torments of the low­est Hell, where crowds and throngs, where an innumerable company of despairing Souls lye panting under the heavy load of sin, and do in vain eccho forth one anothers fruit­less Lamentation? If the condemnation of another so much concerns and ruffles my discomposed mind, then what a storm must I expect, when my tryal does approach, and punishment lyeth at my own door?

After this, or the like conflict with him­self, Bruno resolves to alter the frame and course of his life, and to that end prevails with six more Spectators to joyn with him: by name, Laudvinus, two Stephens, Hu­go (who was also their Chaplain) and two Laicks, Andrew and Garinus. These se­ven religiously determined to retire from the World; to absent themselves from the [Page 4] noise and hurry of business and tumult, and to seek some convenient place where they might spend the remainder of their days, in Exercises of Piety and Devotion, in Corporal Austerities, and in a severe and mortified course of Life. After some tra­vel they came into the Diocess of Greno­ble, to a place called Carthuse, in the Moun­tainous parts of a vast Wilderness, where­of they obtaining an assignation, by the consent of the Bishop they erected a Mona­stery. The following Poem was written in Old time by one of their Order, which I here insert for the satisfaction of the Cu­rious.

Miraculum, quod Instituto huic ini­tium praebuisse dicitur, à quodam Monacho ità describitur.

SIste viator, & hos oculis percurrito versus,
Mira leges, cuivis exhorrescenda, salutis
Cui sit cura suae, Historiâ testata fideli;
Fors vitae his ratio melior sumetur agendae.
Anno octogeno supra mille, atque secundo,
Paris [...]is; Doctor pietatis nomine clarus,
[Page 5]Doctrinae (que) simul, moritur: mox funus honore
Justo quo fieret, quisquis celebratior urbe
Tota erat, huc adiit: intentis omnibus unà
Funebri officio; defunctus vertice paulum
Sublato è feretro, clarâ tristique profatur
Voce: "Dei justo sum Judicio accusatus.
Obstupuere animis, oculisque, atque auribus omnes,
Quippe ad inauditum, tamque admirabile monstrum.
Proin statuunt corpus tumulandum luce sequenti,
Quâ multò affluxit populus numer osior, ortâ;
Sollicita attoniti nimirum corda tremore.
Rursum effertur humo condendus mortuus, Ecce
Erecto est sursum capite haec in verba loquutus:
"Justa Dei de me dudum Sententia lata est.
Jam magis atque magis cunctis horrescere mentes,
Corda pavere magis novitatis nescia mirae.
Alterum & usque diem conservandum esse cadaver
Consultò placuit, populus quo consluit omnis:
Indocti, docti, juvenesque, senesque, puellae,
Matronaeque graves, meritò rumore stupendo
Exciti, officium jam Funebre tertiò adornant.
Stant cuncti, arrectique comas, artusque trementes,
Cum propè putre caput jam attollitur altius, atque
Flebiliter tremula prorupit voce suprùmum.
"Justo judicio Christi sum condemnatus.
Demum inopina viri tam docti, tamque probati
Damnati, cunctos valdè sententia terret,
Incertos quid agant, desperantesque remittit
Nennullos, multa, aiunt, Judicium Dei abyssus.
[Page 6] Bruno vir eximius Doctrina & Religione,
Consternatus eo, qui omni admirabilis Urbi
Extiterat vivus, qui se quisque alter Olympo
Esse videbatur dignanduc, judice Christo,
Damnato, rationem aliam disquirere vitae
Festinat: comites alii sex se associarunt:
Deserit extemplo populumque, Urbemque frequentem;
Post ad Eremitae casulam devenit, ab illo
Judicii horrorem aeterni quì evadere possit,
Scitatur: mox is respondet verba Prophetae,
"Ecce elongavi fugiens loca sola habitavi,
Omnes unus amor statim succendit Olympi;
Itur ad Hugonem, qui erat inter Episcopus omnes
Unus amore Dei flagrans, populique salutis
Commissi cura, noctésque diésque fatigans.
Quid veniant paucis exponunt ordine verbis,
Secessum votis orant ardentibus aptum.
Multa Dioecesi illius loca inhospita nôrant,
Desertósque vacare foris habitacula montes.
Audit vota lubens, facilísque precantibus ultro
Unà abit in montem, cui adhuc Carthusia nomen,
Viderat is siquidem pridem per somnia Christum,
Aedificare sibi pergratam his montibus aedem:
Seque hùc Steliarum septem splendente ducatu
Accersi: proin hic communi protinus aere
Tecta vi [...]is, Templúmque Deo properata locantur.
Hic bonus Hugo à Deo versatur, saepe libénsque,
Ut crebrò officii monitus discedere, nolens,
Invitus san [...], Brunon [...] urgente, relictas
[Page 7]Cogatur pasturus oves, ita Sancta placebat
Consuetudo hominum superis devota seorsum.
Jure ergo Duos parili celebramus honore,
Ut Carthusiaci veneranda exordia coetus:
Qui dedit hos versus, saltem hoc mercedis habeto,
Lector uti dicas, pia mens in pace quiescat.

CHAP. II. Of the Rules and Constitution of the Order.

AS soon as ever these seven Pilgrims were entred into the City, Hugh the Bishop dreams that he saw seven Stars fal­len at his feet; which afterwards climbed over divers Mountains, and then stood still in a certain horrid and obscure place. At this time it was that they happily arrived at his Palace, and obtaining leave to confer with him, they discover the intentions of their journey, and humbly desire the Di­rections of so great and good a man, for the prosecution of their designs.

About the distance of ten miles from the [Page 8] City of Grenoble, arises a certain high Mountain in a wild manner encompass't with Woods and Thickets; which is cal­led Carthuse, (from whence this Order takes its name, as another does from Mount Carmel) The ascent to this Hill is so dif­ficult, that it is reckon'd an Emblem of the way to Heaven; so high, so steep it is, and craggy: Nature has bestowed upon this Monastery a double Entrance, the one is call'd the Carthusian Bridge, where two hil­ly Banks raise themselves to an incredible height, and joyn at the top. The other is full of danger and wonders, being a weary­some and uneasie passage four miles long between two rocky and mountainous ri­sings. Hither came these seven Converts with much pains and difficulty under the happy conduct of the aforesaid Bishop; and here was to be the Plantation of Bruno's Piety and Holiness: The Bishop gravely pronounces En Vester hic locus. And then they kneel down, and offer up the Sacrifice of Praise and Thanksgiving to Almighty God.

The Reasons why a Mountain was made choice of, rather than a Valley, to be the Habitation of this Order, are many: for say they, we are now nearer Heaven: here the Patriarchs of old did inhabit: when [Page 9] Abram went to Sacrifice, he ascended the Mountain: and thus did Lot when he e­scap't the anger of the Lord: Moses went up to the Mountain to receive the Law: here lived Elias, and the Sons of the Pro­phets.

This Mountain they compare to Mount Sinai, because here Bruno gave them their Rules and Constitution: sometimes to Mount Oreb, for the renown of their Zeal and Charity: to Seir, because they are for­tunate, and have spread over most parts of Christendom: to Moriah (mons visionis) because there the Holy Father beheld the Seven Stars: to Mirre (mons amaritudinis) because of their severe discipline and ri­gour of life: to Mount Sion, Tabor, and Olivet, &c. These are the usual Compa­risons, chiefly founded upon their Mar­ginal Notes of Humour and Fancy.

As for the number Seven, it must not pass without some figurative Comment. These are the Seven Angels with the Seven Trum­pets, Rev. 8.6. to declare War and Destruction to the sinful World. The Seven Steps that were seen in Ezekiel's Vision; the Seven Candlesticks to enlighten the World; and lastly the Eyes of the Lamb.

I shall not farther take notice of their playing with this wise number, but proceed to their Orders.

[Page 10]They are obliged to wear Shirts made of Hair: never to feed upon flesh: on Fri­days to eat nothing but bread and water: to live asunder in particular Cells; and thi­ther to have their Diet singly brought them: except on some certain Festival days, when they dine together: not to entertain any Converse with each other, but upon statu­table times: none to go out of the Monaste­ry but the Superior and Procurator, and they only to solicit the concerns of the Covent: from this rigorous way of Life, some imagine the name of their Order to be derived from Caro tusa, now Cartuse, from their Austerities and Mortification of the Flesh.

Their Habit is a white loose Coat, with a Cowl of the same; but when they go a­broad, they have a Case of black Stuff o­ver it: their Heads are shaved, just as the Benedictines are: Their particular Cells are low built, and do contain three or four several Rooms, on the ground-floor only; having behind each of them a little Gar­den environed with a high Wall: their Di­et is brought to them by Lay-brothers, and put in at a little Door in the Wall, near the entrance thereof: unto which there is a Lock, the Key whereof is kept by him that serves them. At the Hours of Publick [Page] Prayers they meet in the Quire: Women are not permitted to come within the Pre­cincts of their Monastery; nor a man to speak with any of them, without special li­cense given by the Superior. The Lay Brothers are not shaven, but their Hair on the Head is cut short, and round, their Habit being the same with the Monks, sa­ving the Scapular; which reacheth but a little below the middle, and is girt close to them.

Which Institution by Bruno was, as Po­lydore affirms in the Year 1080. but others, upon better grounds, affirm in 1084. As to their Diurnal and Nocturnal Offices, they observe the Rule of St. Benedict. As for their Number, they have not anciently ex­ceeded Thirteen, in any one Convent: they often glory in this Number upon these Ac­counts: As first, because it includes the Decalogue and Trinity: then it bears an allusion to Jacob and his Sons: as also to our Blessed Saviour and his twelve Disciples. This Order frequently I find listed under the Patronage of St. John the Baptist.

CHAP. III. Of their Transplantation and Number in England.

1. Coenobium Withamense.
THey first were brought hither by King Henry the Second, Anno 1181. and the Seven and twentieth year of his Reign: at which time he founded a Mona­stery for them at Witham in Somersetshire; whereof Hugh Bishop of London was the first Prior. This Convent was founded to the Honour of the Blessed Virgin, St. John the Baptist, and All Saints.
2. Hentonense.
In the Four and twentieth of Henry the Third, the Lady Ela Countess of Salisbury, at Henton in Wiltshire.
3. La Salutation Mere Dieu. That at the Charter-house.
For this I design a particular Chapter.
4. Beauvaleense.
In the time of Edward the Third, 1343. Nicholas Cantilupe Lord of Ilkeston, found­ed a Religious House for Carthusian Friers, at a place called Fair valley in Nottingham­shire.
5. Coenobium Sanctae Annae.
In the Reign of Richard the Second, 1381. we find another founded by William de la Souche, called the Monastery of St. Anne near Coventry.
6. Kingstonense.
In the same Kings Reign Michael de la Pool, Lord of Wingfield, Founded another of these Convents at Kingston upon Hull in Yorkshire, 1378.
7. Mont-Gracense.
In the time of Richard the Second, Tho­mas de Holland, Duke of Surrey, Earl of Kent, and Lord of Wake, founded ano­ther at a place called Mount-grace in York­shire: And dedicated it to the Assumption of the Mother of God▪
8. Eppeworthense.
At Eppeworth, beyond the Isle of Axi­holme in Lincolnshire, was erected the fourth Carthusian Monastery of this King's Reign, wherein they did most flourish: it was built for the Honour of the Visitation of the Mo­ther of God.
9. Sheenense.
Anno Dom. 1514. Henry the Eighth e­rected the last Monastery of the Carthusians hard by his own Mannor House Sheen, in the County of Surrey, and called it, The House of Jesus of Bethlehem of Sheen.

CHAP. IV. Of the Charter-house, or Carthusian Monastery near Smithfield.
With an Account of the particular occa­sion, and Author of the Foundation.

THE Founder hereof was the brave and renowned Man at Arms, Sir Walter de Manny, Lord of the same place, and born in the Diocess of Cambray, now one of the Seventeen United Provinces: He was first Banneret, and then made by King Edward the Third the 46 th. Ashmole Inst. Gart. Knight of the Garter; (not as Speed, one of the Founders) His Arms three Cheverons Sable, the Field Or.

I shall begin with the first mention of him in our Chronicles, and so trace him down to this his Noble and Magnificent Benefa­ction.

Edv. 3. Anno 11 o. He was sent Ambassa­dour to the French King; which was no [Page 16] mean Imployment for him, either as he was a Gentleman or a Stranger: In this Voyage he couragiously lands his men on the Isle of Agnes, on purpose to revenge the Death of some English men, who not long before were slain by the Inhabitants, when they came for fresh water: Here he made a ge­neral slaughter; and takes the Earl of Flan­ders his Brother, Captain of the Island, Prisoner.

His next martial performance, was in company of Henry Earl of Derby, Duke of Lancaster, into Gascoign and Guyen: where these two only attended with Five hundred men at Arms, and some few Archers, did mighty things, vanquisht the Enemy, and recover'd many walled Towns and Castles.

It chanced that the Countess of Montfort, Sister to Louis Earl of Flanders, like an undaunted Virago, put on Armour, and leads and encourages her People, to repell the common Foe: She desires aid of the King of England, and hath it granted under the conduct of no less a man, than the Lord Walter de Manny: Not long after, the King himself fighting with the French, that he might not be known in Person, puts him­self and the Prince under the Colours and Defence of the same Invincible Warriour. This may suffice for a small description of [Page 17] his Strength and Valour, I shall now pro­ceed to the occasion of this singular Instance of his Piety and Beneficence.

He lived in an Age wherein all things seemed as wonderful as himself: Ann. 1345. on the Conversion of St. Paul, a great Earthquake shook Germany, wherewith many Villages and Castles fell down, like­wise Stones mixt with Rain fell out of the Air: Moreover, the same day many pub­lick and private Houses fell at Venice: af­terwards the Earth was shaken more or less fifteen days: whereof it hapned that al­most all Women with Child were delivered before their time. And after this a noysom Pestilence (called Inguinaria) invaded the People; the venom of the Disease was so deadly, that scarce one in an hundred e­scaped alive. It began first in Scythia, there raged along the Coasts of the Sea Pontus and Hellespont; at length through Greece and Illyria, it came into Italy.

1346. A great Vapour coming from the North-part, to the great fear of the Be­holders, was seen in the Air, and fell on the Earth. And the same year certain small Beasts in great number fell from the Ele­ment in the East; through whose corrupti­on and stench there ensued a great Plague, which for three years reigned over the [Page] whole World: First creeping into Asia, from India; was vehement in England, Flo­rence, Germany, and all Europe: The Jews were thought guilty of it, by poisoning Fountains, and therefore they were burned every where.

1349. The Eighth of the Calends of Fe­br. in Noricum, on that side it is joyned with Pannonia, Illyrium, Dalmatia, Carinthia, and Istria; there was a great Earthquake in the Evening, which lasted forty days: Six Cities and Castles were overthrown, and swallowed up. In London the Plague was so vehement, that in a place called Charter-house-yard, were buried of the better sort of People Sixty thousand, says Cambden in his Britannia. (Middlesex. p. 311.

Ibi floruit opulenta Carthusianorum aedes à Gualtero Manny Hannonio posita: Qui sum­ma cum laude sub Edv. 3. bello Gallico me­ruit: Celeberrimúmque fuit eo loco ante Cae­meterium, in quo grassante peste, 1349. Lon­dino sepulta fuerunt plusquam quinquaginta hominum millia, quod inscriptione ibi in aere p [...]steris fuit testatum.

In this dismal time it pleased God to stir [...]p the heart of this Noble Knight to have respect to the danger that might fall, in the time of this Pestilence, then begun in Eng­land, if the Churches and Church-yards [Page 19] in London might not suffice to bury the multitude: Wherefore he purchased a piece of ground near St. John's street, called Spittle-Croft, without the Barrs in West-Smithfield, of the Master and Brethren of St. Bartholomew Spittle, containing Thir­teen Acres and a Rod, and caused the same to be Enclosed and Consecrated by Ralph Stratford Bishop of London, at his own proper Cost and Charges. In which place in the year following ( Stow reports) were buried more than Fifty thousand Persons, as is affirmed by the King's Charter, and by this following Inscription which he read upon a Stone Cross, sometime standing in the Charter-house-yard.

Regnante magna Pestilentiâ consecratum fuit hoc coemeterium, In quo, & infra septa praesentis Monasterii, sepulta fuerunt mortuo­rum corpora plusquam quinquaginta millia: praeter alia multa abhinc usque ad praesens, Quorum animabus propitietur Deus. A­men.

Here, not long after, he caused a Chap­pel to be built, wherein Offerings were made, and Masses said for the Souls of so [Page 20] many Christians departed. And afterwards, Ann. 1371. he founded an House of Car­thusian Monks, which he built in Honour of the Salutation of the Mother of God, as may be seen at large in the King's Charter, and the Pope's Bull, which I have an­nexed.

This Pestilent Disease continued in one place or another, till the Year 1357. at which cessation the Bishop of Norwich, the Earl of Northampton, Earl of Stafford, Sir Richard Talbot, and Sir Walter de Manny, sailed over into France to make a Peace, which they did for a year only.

But after many long and happy years, when the Prince of Wales, eldest Son to Edward the Third, dy'd at Bourdeaux, the Prince with his Wife, and other Son Rich­ard, came over into England, then in the year 1371. dy'd our worthy Heroe at Lon­don, and was buried in the Monastery of the Chartreux, which he had built, leaving behind him only one Daughter, married to John Earl of Pembroke.

Thus departed the generous Soul of this pious Founder, thus he desired to sleep in peace among his Carthusians in the Fields, (as [...] M. ss. terms them in the Cott. Libr.) and left such a Monument of his Bounty to Posterity, that I suppose it no Crime to [Page 21] make this Honourable mention of Him: For at the Dissolution of Religious Houses, this was valued at Six hundred forty two pounds four pence half penny. If any person be offended at what is said, because he lived in a dark and gloomy Age, I refer him to the Preface of that great Man Camb­den, in his Britannia.

Sunt, ut audio, qui Monasteria & eorum Fundatores à me memorari indignantur: do­lentu [...] audio, sed cum bonâ illorum gratiâ dix­erim: iidem indignentur, imo forsan oblivisci vèlint & majores nostros Christianos fuisse, & nos esse: cum non alia Christianae eor um pietatis, & in Deum devotionis certiora, & illustriora uspiam extiterint monumenta: nec alia fuere plantaria, unde Christiana Religio, & bonae literae apud nos propagentur, utcun­que saeculo corrupto averruncanda filix in illis plus nimio succreverit.

CHAP. V. Of their Fabulous Miracles.

AS we ought not to detract from the Good Works and Piety of our Forefa­thers; so likewise we are as much obliged to avoid the Snares and Superstitious Fancies wherewith they were entangled: therefore here I intend fairly to lay down some of their dear and profitable Miracles in the same form and Character as I find them re­gistred by themselves.

Peter Sutor is so mightily taken with all the Circumstances of this Order, that he gave himself the trouble to write a large Hi­story of his Brethren.

O heavenly and miraculous Carthusians! whose Dormitory or Cell, is a representa­tion of Noah's Ark, which rested upon the top of Ararat! This is the Ark of the Te­stament, wherein is not only contained, but practised too, all the Ten Command­ments!

'Tis manners to begin first with the Foun­der of their Order, and give him his share [Page 23] of Miracles, whither true or false let the Reader judge.

Bruno was scarce cold in his Grave, be­fore his dead Corps shew'd more Vertue than the living Man, for hard by his blessed Tomb, a rare Medicinal Spring appears, which hath power to cure all manner of Di­stempers: This is methodically recorded for the Fountain of Health, and of all the succeeding Miracles.

In the days of Guigo, the Fifth Carthu­sian Prior, hapned this following Mirac [...]e: When a very devout Brother of this Con­vent (his Name is modestly conceal'd) in the dead time of a Tempestuous Night, lay in his bed thoughtful and serious, medita­ting on things above, a throng of Devils, in the shape of grisly Boars and wild Hoggs, rush violently into his Cell, and there make a hideous and frightful noise, standing all around the panting and almost expiring Saint, preparing their keen and monstrous Teeth to rend and devour him: you must imagin that the honest Frier fell to his Beads, tumbled over his Conjuring Ave Maria's, and cross't himself all over, to save every Limb and Member; (alas! the most sensless and vain preparation for ano­ther World) this would not do, for another rough and ghastly Daemon, of a large and [Page 24] unwonted size enters the Room with cruel State, with all the Pomp and Formalities of Death: (the Historian supposes he was Lucifer) This formidable Fiend, with flaming Eyes viewing his Herd of Infernal Swine, not yet having seized upon their Prey, he thus rebukes them with a terri­ble voice, Quid facitis segnes? cur istum necdum rapuistis miseri? in frusta cur non­dum discerpsistis? But when they plead want of power to effect the Contents of their Commission; he adds, I my self, the Black Prince of Darkness, will perform that work which your Cowardise could not accom­plish: Then rashly unsheathing his black and murdering Talons, he draws near, and with a barbarous grin, discovers a double rank of bloody Executioners: yet before the trembling Frier could be in the pounces of the Bird of Prey, Lo the Blessed Vir­gin darts like Lightning from her abode in Heaven, to rescue Her Carthusian Darling and Devotee: entring the Cell, she bran­dishes her white Wand, gives the Word, and they all are compelled to repair to the Shades beneath: Then after a holy Exhor­tation, that he should persevere, and live more rigidly, she, like one of the Poetical Goddesses▪ arduum repeti [...]t Olympum.

[Page 25]If these Stories are swallowed, and go down glibly, then the next shall have a dash of Design and Profit: Now for Prayers for the Dead, and Invocation of Saints.

This same Carthusian piously undertakes to instruct a young Man in the Doctrine and Principles of Christianity, to the eter­nal good and salvation of his Soul: nothing could be more good and innocent, nothing more flexible and towardly than this small Disciple, so that it pleased God to think him fit for Heaven, and to take him to him­self: the loss of so pretty and sweet a Com­panion could not but disquiet the Religious Tutor. He prays and macerates himself with self denyal and rigid discipline; his grief so far increast upon him, that the good natur'd Lad took compassion of his old me­lancholy Master. He descends from his Habitation above, wrap't up in a flame of Light, and thus revives his fainting mind; O most kind and loving Father, what ails thee? don't look so cloudy and mopish: do not you know that I am your Foster-child? look upon me and talk with me as you used to do: Thus much comfort I can impart unto you, that, if you enquire concerning my present state and condition, your chaste love, your undeserved compassion, the vertue of your frequent and earnest Prayers have lifted me [Page 26] up into Heaven: And now I am setled in that Condition wherein I can repay all your Spiritual cares, now I am in a capacity to be beneficial to you: And so he vanish't.

Now, lest single Miracles should prove a sign of Barrenness, take a whole Cluster together.

One Anceline, a Member of the same Or­der, after death trebles the wonder.

First of all, when they were burying this precious Saint, when all things appear'd mournful and solemn, a suddain flash of heavenly flame kindled all the Lamps of the Church (which were only lighted on great days) and made a most brave and glorious shew.

Not long after a Noble youth, who was troubled with an Ague and the Falling-sick­ness, was perfectly cured by drinking the Wine with which his dead Body was cleans­ed: This would hardly have been swal­low'd, without a good draught. Nay, they affirm that the very Cup retained its jugling Vertue a great while.

At last, this Anceline had so perfectly learn't his trade of Wonder-working, that he could forestall the Resurrection. For when a young Child, three years old, was by an unhappy accident drown'd, the Pa­rents immediately bring him to this most [Page 27] famous Sepulchre, by the vertue of which he is revived, snatches up a Staff in his hands, bow's civilly like a good Boy, and away he marches.

Pray now let England come in for a share, shall our first Carthusian Prior dye inglori­ously, and be buried in dull silence? Vous Avez: Hugo Prior of Witham (afterwards Bishop of Lincoln) was not there attending on thy Funeral two Kings, many Earls, three Arch-bishops, fourteen Bishops, one hundred Abbots, and Miracles Innumera­ble? So, so; enough for one Man. Yet France would fain have rob'd us of the Virtue of this Saint, by placing his Statue near the Walls of Paris, which ruin'd all the Physicians in France, by curing all sick Persons who passed by.

Now for a Tryal of Skill more than or­dinary. I would not give a Farthing for him, if he were not Master of his Art; if he could not lay the Spirits he has raised; if he cannot, like the Philosopher, dismiss the Magnetical Troops, by rubbing his Steel upon the contrary Pole: The Scene opens.

There chanced to dye a certain Carthusi­an Frier, a man of so much holiness and in­tegrity of Life, that Miracles grew as thick about his Tomb, as the Bryars and Thistles [Page 28] which Alexander found about that of A­chilles; he perform'd so many Miracles af­ter his death, by curing the blind and the lame, as many Distempers as a Bill of Mor­tality contains: Insomuch that it proved to be of a very bad Consequence; for there was so great a conflux of People, and they so importunate to enter, that the Convent had but little time to serve God in, and perform the Rules of their Order. Upon which account, one Janceline, the Tenth Prior of Cartuse, undertakes to lay this inconvenient and troublesome Spirit, after this manner: These are the words.

In virtute Sanctae Obedientiae praecipio, Fili, ut eam, quam vivus obedientiam obser­vâsti, etiam nunc exhibeas, nec miraculum amplius ullum deinceps facere praesumas.

It seems the busie Imp was but an ordi­nary Member in the Fraternity, and there­fore was bound to his Canonical Obedi­ence.

One Tornerius Johannes, upon the com­plaint of a Country-man, that he had un­advisedly cast some Writings of concern into the Fire, bid him go to the Flames, and take them up again whole and entire; and commanded him withal to tell no man [Page 29] of the Miracle: And the Profane Historian adds, But he spread it so much the more.

Now listen to a visible Stretcher;

A certain young Man at Mentz in Ger­many, being a while upon tryal in a Car­thusian Convent, dislik't it, and resolved to leave the Order, and return to his Se­cular Condition: But before he left them, he thought it convenient to pay his Ado­ration to the Blessed Virgin; as he was ta­king his Farewel, the Picture was visibly seen to whirl round, and turn its back in disdain upon the Apostatiz'd Novice: These are his words;

Cum autem quasi extremum valedicturus eam salutaret, Imago ipsa visibiliter se re­gyrans, suum conspicienti Novitio dorsum vertit.

Carthusiense Coenobium in Subur­bio Londinensis Civitatis, La Sa­lutation More Dieu, nuncu­patum. Licentia Edvardi tertii de Fun­datione ejusdem.

Rex omnibus ad quos, &c. Salutem.

Vol. 1. Monast. Anglic. pag. 961.SCiatis, quod de Gratiâ nostrâ special; concessimus & Licentiam dedimus pr [...] nobis & Haeredibus nostris, quantum in no­bis est, Dilecto & Fideli nostro Waltero Domino de Manny Militi, quod Ipse & soli suo proprio, viz. in quodam loco extra Bar­ram de West-Smithfield, London, vocat. Newe cherche hawe, quod quidem solum de nobis non tenctur in capite, quandam de­mum Monachorum Ordinis Cartusiensis, viz. de quodam Priore & certis Monachis i­bidem, La Salutation de Mere Dieu, in honore Dei & B. Mariae Virginis Fundare, & 20 acres terrae cum pertinentiis de sol [...] [Page 31] praedicto, unà cum quâdam Capellâ & aliis Domibus supra terram praedictam aedificatis, dare possit & assignare praefatis Priori & Monachis, & Successoribus suis pro inhabi­tatione suâ ibidem facienda, ad Missas, O­rationes, & alia Divina Servitia, pro salu­bri statu nostro, & ipsius Walteri & Mar­garetae Uxoris ejus, dum vixerimus; & pro animâ nostrâ, & pro animabus Progenito­rum & Haeredum nostrorum: nec non ani­mabus eorundem Walteri & Margaretae, Antecessorum, & Haeredum suorum, cum ab hac luce abstracti fuerimus, & animabus Aliciae de Henaud, & Michaelis North­burgh, nuper Episcopi Londinensis, ac om­nium Benefactorum ipsius Walteri, & omni­um Fidelium defunctorum in Capella, & domibus praedictis juxta Ordinationem ipsius Walteri inde faciendam, celebrandas, & fa­ciendas in perpetuum.

T. Rege.

Bulla ƲRBANI Papae.

Urbanus Episcopus Servus Servorum Dei,
Ex auto­grapho in Curiâ Augment.
Dilectis Filiis, Priori, & Con­ventui novae Domus, Matris Dei, prope Londonias, Ordiins Cartusien­sis, Salutem & Apostolicam benedi­dictionem.

EXhibita nobis pro vestra parte petitio continebat, quod dudum faelicis recor­dationis Clementi Papae Sexto, Praedecessori nostro, exposito, quod quondam Walterus de Manny Miles, Cameracensis Dioecesis, tem­pore quo mortalitas hominum vigebat in par­tibus Anglicanis, locum, seu fundum quen­dam prope Londonias acquisiverat, quem de licentiâ Ordinarii, in Coemeterium pro sepulturâ Pauperum, dedicari, & capellam in eodem fundo aedificari fecerat, opere sump­tuoso: in quo Collegium 12 capellanorum, & unius qui praesset iisdem, ordinare de bonis propriis, & sufficienter dotare disposuerat; ac eidem Praedecessori supplicato, ut eidem mili­ti fundandi & dandi Licentiam hujusmodi [Page 33] concedere dignaretur: Idem Praedecessor E­piscopo Cantuariensi, & Episcopo Londinen­si, non expressis nominibus, vel eorum alteri, dando per suas Literas Facultatem, Collegium juxta Ordinationem utriusque, vel alterius ipsorum, de Perpetuis Capellanis, vel Mini­stris usque ad dictum vel alium minorem nu­merum, prout eidem militi videretur; ac Persona, quae eidem Collegio praeesset facien­dum in dictâ Capellâ, fundandi tamen dote sufficienti dictae Capellae, de bonis ipsius mi­litis, primitùs assignata, jure Parochialis Ec­clesiae, & cujuslibet alterius semper salvo, ad Instantiam ejusdem militis duxerat conceden­dum. Ac Insuper uniendi, ea vice eidem Collegio instituto prius & dotato, tria Beneficia Ecclesiastica in Regno Angliae consistentia, quorum fructus centum librarum sterlingorum summam, secundum taxationem decimae, non excederunt, ad cujuscunque Patronatum spe­ctantia, Patronorum ad id consensu acceden­te, prout in iisdem Literis ejusdem Praedeces­soris pleniùs continetur: Et demum prout ea­dem Petitio subjungebat, bonae memoria Mi­chael Episcopus Londinensis & idem Miles, praedicto Collegio nondum instituto, Conventum duplicem Monachorum Ordinis Cartusiensis in loco praedicto mutato proposito dicti Militis, fundaverunt. Quare nobis humiliter suppli­care fecistis quatenus iisdem Archiepiscopo & [Page 34] Episcopo, similem uniendi domui seu conven­tui vestro Beneficia Ecclesiastica cum cur â, vel sine cur â, ad summam ducentarum librarum Sterlingorum, secundum taxationem Decimae ascendentia, in dicto Regno consistentia; ad quo­rumcun (que) etiam Laicorum patronatus pertine­ant, dummodo Patronorum ad id accedat assen­sus, & ipsa Beneficia dictam summam non exce­dant, facultatem concedere dignaremur: Nos igitur, vestris in hac parte Supplicationibus inclinati, Venerabili Fratri Archiepiscopo Cantuariensi uniendi hac vice, duntaxat au­thoritate Apostolicâ, Ecclesias Parochiales, seu Beneficia Ecclesiastica, ad quorumcunque, eti­am Laicorum, Patronatus pertinentia, dum­modo Patronorum ad id accedat assensus, & jus Patronatus post Unionem vobis remaneat, ac eorum fructus, Redditus, & Proventus ducentarum librarum Sterlingorum secundum taxationem decimae, valorem annuum non ex­cedant, dictósque Priorem & Conventum, vel Procuratores suos e rum nomine, post uni­onem hujusmodi, cedentibus vel decedentibus Rectoribus ipsorum, & Beneficiorum, qui tunc fuerint, vel aliàs Beneficia ipsa quo­modocumque dimittentibus; in Beneficiorum ac jurium, ac pertinentiarum praedictorum corporalem possessionem inducendi, & defen­dendi Inductos, amotis quibuslibet detentori­bus ab iisdem, ac faciendi ipsis Priori & Con­ventui, [Page 35] de ipsorum Beneficiorum Fructibus, redditibus, proventibus, congruas portiones ad ipsius Archiepiscopi vel Ordinarii arbitrium, (super quo ipsius Archiepiscopi & Ordinarii conscientiam oneramus, taxandas; ex quibus si sint Ecclesiae Parochiales, perpetui [...]l icarii per Priorem, qui erit pro tempore, & con­ventum dictae domus, ad Beneficia eadem prae­sentandi, commodè sustentari, jura Episcopa­lia solvere, & alia iis incumbentia onera su­stentare: Contradictores Authoritate nostrâ, appellatione postposita, compescendo, non obstan­tibus si aliquis super provisionibus sibi facien­dis de hujusmodi vel aliis Beneficiis Ecclesia­sticis in illis partibus, Speciales vel Genera­les, Apostolicae Sedis, vel Legatorum ejus Literas impetravit, estamsi per eas ad inhi­bitionem, reservationem, & decretum, vel aliàs quomodolibet, sit processam: Quas Lite­ras & Processus habttos, & quos per eos post unionem hujusmodi habert conttgerit, ad di­cta Beneficia volumus extendi. Sed nullum per hoc iis quoad assecutionem aliorum benefi­ciorum praejudicium generari & quibuslibet Privilegits, Indulgentiis. & Literis Apo­stolicis, Generalibus vel Specialibus, quo­rumcunque tenerum existant, per quae prae­sentibus non expressa, vel totaliter non inser­ta effectus earum impediri valeat quom [...]o­libet, vel differri, & de quibus quorum­que [Page 36] totis tenoribus habenda sit in Literis nostris mentis specialis, plenam & libe­ram tenore praesentium potestatem concedi­mus.

My House shall be called THE HOUSE OF PRAYER. Mark. 11. [...]

Spare the People [...]

‘Let the Priests, the Ministers of the Lord, Weep between y e [...] and the Altar, and let them say. Spare thy People O LORD Ioel. 1.17.

London Printed for Henry Brom [...]. 1677.

PRAYERS UPON Several Occasions, Fitted for the PRIVATE DEVOTIONS OF THE Ancient Gentlemen IN THE CHARTER-HOƲSE, &c:

Ʋpon their Admission into the House.

O Thou Lord of Hosts, and God of Bat­tels! The great Preserver of Men! [Page 244] I adore, reverence, and magnifie thy holy Name, that after the skirmishes of a tedious and uneasie life, I have the blessed Opportunity of retiring and ma­king my peace with thee, O God; my Life has been a real warfare, I have been exposed to the dangers of Night, and the discoveries of Day, to the fury of un­kind Weather, and the rage of Enemies; but yet thou wast my defence and shield, the support of my Soul, and my great Deliverer: Therefore, blessed be the God of Heaven, I will take the Cup of Salva­tion, and praise thy glorious Name: I will never cease to cry out, Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts; Blessed be thy Name for ever and ever.

O Father, who hast looked upon me in the times of hazard and sear, mou'd and frame my mind into acknowledgment and thankfulness: Thou, who art absolute in thy Providence, hast wonderfully raised means to succour and relieve thy Servant in dan­ger; may thy grace and goodness never forsake me, but continue to be my loving God, Helper, and Saviour unto the worlds end: How many are in [...]onds and Distress, when I am Free and provided for? How many are in wars and necessity, when I [Page 245] am in peace, and encompas't with plenty? Though I have justly deserved many years ago to have been cut off from the Land of the Living, and by reason of my sins to have been sent early to the House of Mourn­ing, yet thou hast drawn out my life to a great length, thy mercy has saved and pro­tected me all the time of my Pilgrimage, and now I remain as a signal Monument of thy loving kindness.

O grant, that the remainder of my time may be spent in Thanksgiving and Re­pentance, that all the days of my appoint­ed time I may patiently wait until my change come.

Let my Admission into this Religious house be an Emblem of my Entrance into Hea­ven above; that my Life may be a continual walking with Thee, that the main tendency of my thoughts may be heaven-wards, and my conversation there also.

Grant, O Lord, that my entring into this Society of Grey-hairs below, may be an Earnest of my joyning with the El­ders that are before thy Throne above: That when I first put on these Garments of Charity, I may resolve to endeavour [Page 246] that my Soul may be cloathed with humili­ty and gratitude, and the robes of Righte­ousness. I am sensible, O Lord, of the weak­ness of my Body, and the decays of Nature; but our Souls are of another frame and com­plexion: Therefore be pleased to quicken and revive my thoughts, to awaken the pow­ers & faculties of my Soul, that the feebleness of my Body may be recompenced with the strength of my mind, that the declination of my outward man may be in order to the As­cension of my Soul into the Heaven of Hea­vens.

Not long since the sorrows of my heart were enlarged, but now thou hast graciously brought me out of all my trouble: I have nothing now to do in this place of Retire­ment but to live well, and love thee, from whom I receive my daily bread, who art the Fountain of all I drink: Therefore, O my Soul, praise that God who is so great a lover of the sons of men: Thou hast not dealt so with every man, neither have the wicked a desire to praise thee. Thou hast plentifully prepared all things for me thy aged and in­firm Servant, so that I must confess I want nothing but thankfulness to Thee. What Reward shall I give unto thee, or what Sa­crifice shall I pay for all thy benefits?

Now I am setled in this Religious place, [Page 247] O Lord, grant that by my life I may answer the ends of my admission, and the purposes of our Noble Founder's Charity: Sanctify my memory to treasure up good things; purifie my conscience to have peace in thee; and reform my will to do thy pleasure. Teach me to be humble and meek, to be patient, full of content and thankfulness for the ri­ches of thy mercy: For how poor must that man be, who is not content with a God so rich as thou art? Let the remainder of my time be spent in the thoughts of eternity, and the ravishing joys of another life; that while I carry about with me this decay'd and wi­ther'd body, which will soon moulder into dust and ashes; while I have time and op­portunity, I may endeavour to live in thy fear, that I may dye in thy favour, O thou Strength, and Redeemer of Israel. Amen.

On the Founder's Day.

BLessed be thy Name, O God, and this happy Morn, wherein the Foun­dation of my present Comfort of this Life was laid, wherein this Noble Benefaction was given by Thomas Sutton, a great Lo­ver of Souls and Bodies, who has so plen­tifully provided for the repair and sup­port of my aged Body, and the heavenly entertainment of my Soul: O my Soul, give thanks unto the Lord, for he is good, and his mercy endureth for ever! This Day let us worship him, in the beauty of holiness, let us come before his Presence with Thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise unto him with Psalms; Blow the Trumpet at the time appointed, at our So­lemn Feast-day.

Be pleased, O Lord, to send the Influ­ence of thy Grace upon me, that I may an­swer the intent and purposes of our Noble Founder in my Life and Conversation; that my years and department may be exempla­ry [Page 249] for Piety and Devotion, that I may san­ctifie this Earth with a blameless and an­gelick Life; and that at my last hour I may be reconciled unto Thee, or else all these Benefits will rather become a Curse than a Blessing unto me.

Teach me, O dearest Saviour, to live a life worthy of the name I bear, as a Mem­ber of thy Church, worthy of the Bles­sings I have received, of the Food I eat, and the Ease I take; of the Love my graci­ous God hath shewed to me, and the Glory he has reserved for me; I live in the abun­dance of thy Favours, and within the in­fluence of thy Goodness. I thank thee, O Lord, for the fixedness and condition of my Life, for many corporal and earthly com­forts which I now enjoy; nay, thy blessings exceed far the number of my sins, which are more than the hairs upon my head. In this House is God known, and his Name is great in our Israel; for his mercy reacheth unto the Heavens, and his truth unto the Clouds. O Lord, thou hast brought up my Soul from the grave, thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down unto the Pit: Thou art my Shepherd, and I shall never want; yea, though I walk through the Valley of the shadow of Death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me, thy Rod and thy Staff, [Page 250] they comfort me: This day thou prepa­redst a full Table for me, surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life; and afterwards I hope to dwell in the House of the Lord for ever.

When I looked round about, and saw no hand to help me, thy Providence re­lieved my fears, and all my wants; and led me to this Habitation of Comfort: When I was weak and stooped for Age, thou wast my strength, and the lifter up of my head: when my eyes waxed dim, and I was almost banished from the sense of the pleasures of this life, thou didst re­compense that loss, with the joyful pro­spect of those Blessings which are in the Kingdom above: Though my hands, and the Pillars of my House tremble, yet I re­joyce, because my hope is founded upon the Rock of Ages, which cannot be remo­ved, but abideth stedfast for ever: My Passions decay, and all things prove insi­pid unto me, I have but a small relish of mortal Joys, because the sense of them is swallowed up in the unexpressible thoughts of Heaven and Happiness: what I am ca­pable of partaking of in this life, I hear­tily thank the Great Preserver of Men, that he has plenteously afforded it me, I [Page 251] had perisht long ago, if I had not been sustained by his protecting Hand: There­fore will I pour forth his deserved Praises with a joyful and thankful heart; hoping, in God's due time, to sing Eternal Hallelujahs with the Blessed Saints a­bove.

O thou first born of the Dead, put me always in mind of the Resurrection: now I am full of years, let me be full of Grace, and full of Faith. I am heartily sensible of all the Miscarriages of a long and sinful Life, yet thy mercy is over all thy Works; though my Sins are as Scarlet, yet thou canst make me all over as white as Snow: As I have tasted of thy benefits here, so let me partake of thy Salvation hereafter. I consult not with Flesh and Blood, but rely upon thy Providence; desiring thee to bestow upon me Wis­dom, and Patience, and Thanksgiving, to know thy Will, to suffer what I deserved, and to extoll and praise my Guide to ever­lasting Glory.

This is the glorious Day of Relief and Consolation; therefore from the rising up of the Sun, to the going down of the same, [Page 252] the Lord's Name be praised: The Dead praise not the Lord, nor any that go down into the Pit, but we that are alive, and in health, who live in the Enjoyment of his peculiar Blessings, will bless the Lord from this time forth for ever­more.

Glory be to God on high, on Earth peace, and good will towards men.

Amen.

Ʋpon the Decease of a Pen­sioner.

O Thou who art the Spring and Origi­nal of all Comfort, the Hope of them that live, and the Resurrection of the Dead; Sanctifie this mournful occasion to me thy Ser­vant, that I may seasonably prepare for my latter end, and wisely provide for the jour­ney to my long Home: Spare me a little, before I go hence and be no more seen. I am daily sensible of the near approaches of death, every moment I receive some warn­ings of mortality, and I know, within a few days I must depart, and render an account of all my life: Therefore teach me rightly to state the Accounts of my Soul, and to improve the precious minutes of my stay in this life, for on the least of them depends Eternity. My Soul longeth and waiteth for the living God: I desire, in thy due time, to appear before thy glorious Presence, that I may see the good things thou hast laid up in Heaven for them that are thine: Confirm my hope, and make it perfect, until I enjoy [Page 254] the lively Fruits of thy assured Salvation: Bear me upon thy saving wings, through the miseries of this life, and let not the mire and clay, wherein I stick fast, detain me for ever: For thy Names sake, O Lord, have mercy upon me, for my sin is great. If e­very moment we offend thee, and can do no­thing as we ought, then how long must my Accusation be, who have so many years re­peated so many transgressions? How dread­ful must the thoughts of the Process of the Day of Judgment be unto me who have been so long an experienced sinner? I faint at my own unworthiness, and yet otherwise I can­not appear before thee: O Lord, I have no other qualification for thy mercy, but my extream misery, I am now brought very low, to a vale of misery and tears, surrounded with all the Chambers and Instruments of Death. This dear Brother, just deceased, only shews the way that I must soon follow, e're long I must repair to the House of mourn­ing; I must bid my last farewel to the world: but wo and eternal sorrow will be my Por­tion if I dye in my sins, and depart in thy displeasure: Therefore, out of the abun­dance of thy love, pardon, cleanse, and re­form my poor and sinful Soul, send me thy sanctifying, thy guiding, and supporting Spirit, that I may pass safely through the [Page 255] valley of Death, in the lively sense of thy mercies, and the refreshments of thy love, in the hopes of pardon, and the expectation of glory.

O thou ancient of days, at whose voice the pillars of Heaven shake, and the whole Cre­ation trembles, thou art my strength and de­fence, in whom is my sole trust; deliver my Soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling; cleanse me from all my iniquities, and purge me from my secret sins, for Heaven is so holy a place, that no im­pure thing can inhabit there: teach me so to number the rest of my days, that I may apply my heart unto Wisdom: Here length of days is in her right hand, and her ways lead to those rivers of joy which are at Gods right hand for evermore. O Lord, who art touched with a sense of my Infirmities, let me not be afraid of the thoughts of Death, that King of Terrours, but soften its severi­ty, by a mild Commission, sweeten its bit­terness with the most pleasant relishes of joy and immortality: My life I had of thee, and all the blessings I have enjoyed ever since I came into the World; O Lord, make me wil­ling to render them back again into thy hands. Whom have I in Heaven but thee? and I desire no other Saviour but thee. Teach me often to meditate on Heaven, that I may [Page 256] wish for it: of Hell, that I may abhorr it: of Death, that I may expect it; and of the Day of Judgment, that I may be prepared for it.

To thy mercy I appeal, I fly unto thee for succour; my sole dependance is on thy love: I fear, love, reverence, and adore thy good­ness, which is thy glory: Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, for though he seemeth to decay and perish, to be a companion of death, though the body wax feeble and im­potent, yet he lives the life of Faith; he lives in the secure Courts of thy protection, and the Guardian Angels pitch their Tents round a­bout him.

Let not this be a short heat and suddain fit of Devotion, raised by this late instance of mortality, and the amazing thoughts of Death; but may these exercises of piety continue, and endure to my lives end: For I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the Earth; and though after my skin, worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God. Amen.

In the Morning before he stirs abroad.

O Lord God Almighty, who makest the out-goings of the Morning and Evening to praise Thee; I cannot but re­verence and adore thy Divine Majesty for the Blessings of the last Night, for my Pre­servation from all evils, both of Body and Soul. I laid me down, and slept, and rose up again, for the Lord hath sustained me: For I am a weak and aged Creature, sur­rounded with Infirmities of Nature, and seldom free from the assault of Temptations night and day: Though my Limbs wax stiff and cold, yet let my Soul be vigorous and fervent, that like Jacob, I may seem to wrestle with thee; for thou delightest in the earnest and importunate Solicitations of thy people. Now I am risen from my place of slumber, teach me to look upwards; to found my hopes on Thee, to fix my eye upon that holy place, from whence the day does break. Bless me in all my endeavours and duties of this day, that in every action [Page 258] I may have a regard to thy glory, and the salvation of my own Soul.

Unto thee, O Lord, have I cryed, and early in the morning shall my Prayer come before thee: As long as I live will I magnifie thee on this manner, and lift up my hands in thy Name: O let me hear of thy loving kindness in the morning be­times, for in thee is my trust: Shew me the way I should walk in, for I lift up my Soul unto thee. I desire to dedicate the pow­ers of my Soul, the Affections of my heart, and the Faculties of my Body, to be thy Faithful, Loyal, and Obedient Ser­vants.

Extend, O merciful Father, thy loving kindness over all the World, especially this sinful Land of my Nativity. Herein bless his most Excellent Majesty, his Royal Consort, and the Illustrious Prince; let the Sons of Violence do them no harm: Let Mercy and Truth preserve him, and his Throne be establish't for ever before thee, O thou who art the wonderful Counsellor, and Prince of Peace. Be gracious to thine Inheritance, for the glory of thy Name, let not thine Enemies devour the Church, and lay waste her dwelling places: Defend it with the Custody of Angels, and the Patron­age [Page 259] of Kings and Princes, that She may flourish under the Beams of thy Favour and Providence, take root and spread, and fill all Lands, that the whole Nation may be blessed with thy health and salvation.

Bless our Noble Governours, under whose care and protection we live and are sustain­ed: Let thy Truth and Mercy be ever with them, and when they have happily finish't their Course in this Life, crown their Wisdom and Fidelity with Immortali­ty and Glory.

Hear me for all those whom I am obli­ged to, by the bonds of Duty, Charity, or Affection. Pity all those who sit in dark­ness and the shadow of death, preserve them in the midst of an untoward and sin­ful Generation; Avert thy Judgments from us, and soften the hearts of all our Enemies.

O Lord, whom my Soul does desire, and my Spirit seeks early in the morning: How excellent is thy Name in all the World? Grant me a pure intention of mind, and a stedfast regard of thy glory in all my Acti­ons: Create in me sorrow for my sins, thank­fulness for thy benefits, fear of thy Judg­ments, [Page 260] and love of thy mercies, that I may have a continual reverence for thy Name, and be mindful of thy presence for ever­more.

Every morning I draw nearer the last Stage of my Life, therefore, Lord, assist me with thy Grace, that I may be the more prepared every minute for my dissolution, that when I hear news of thy Messenger, Death, I may not be amazed, and wax faint, but hope in thy Salvation.

Let this Day be a day of Reformation and Repentance; that though I am weak and aged, yet I may become a new Crea­ture, and serve thee in true holiness and righteousness all the days of my life. Rule and govern my heart, that it may every day be intent and studious upon good things, that I may not live as an useless Creature, and so become a burthen to the Earth. Support me in this my long Pilgrimage, in the Journey of this day, and the perform­ances thereof, hold me by thy right hand, that my feet slip not aside, that I may fall in­to no danger.

I brought nothing into this World, and it is certain I can carry nothing out, there­fore, [Page 261] O Lord, be thou my portion and my hope, in whom I will ever trust. My a­bode here is of no long continuance, which often puts me in mind of Eternity: My present weakness and poverty reminds me of thy strength, and the riches of thy glo­ry. Remember thy Promises, O merciful Father, and suffer me never to forget thy Praises: O fail me not this day following, and all the days of my life, my God, and my Redeemer, through Jesus Christ his sake. Amen.

An Evening Prayer.

OMnipotent and Everlasting God, thou who neither slumberest nor sleepest, the great Shepherd of Israel, I dare not commit my body to rest, before I have commended my soul to thee: I dare not suffer my eyes to sleep, nor mine eye-lids to slumber, nor the temples of my head to take any rest, before I have poured out my soul before Thee in Praises and Thanksgi­ving, for the blessings of this day past, and the succours of thy Favours, for the length of my life, and the continuance of thy Providence, for the comforts of my soul, and the refreshment of my body, which I have largely received: The Day is thine, and the Night is thine, therefore let me experience thy goodness in both: Let my Prayers be set forth in thy sight as In­cense, and the lifting up of my hands, be as the Evening Sacrifice.

I humbly thank thee for all the late In­stances of thy love and goodness, for the improvement of my time, and the blessed [Page 263] opportunities of Divine worship; for the occasions of doing good, and the benefit of holy conference, for the gracious issues of thy love, and the manifestation of thy glory: make me to remember, that the more Blessings I receive, the greater will my ac­count be at the last day: Take away all the mutinous thoughts of repining nature, that when I consider the happiness of my birth, and the quality of my education, I may not quarrel with my present condition, but study to repay as much thankfulness, as I receive charity: Praised be thy Name, that I am thus provided for, that I have a place whereon to lay my head, and that I am not tempted to put forth my hand to wicked­ness, for some strange course of supply. Whenever I consider of the mean circum­stances of my condition, let me then re­member the smalness of my deserts, who might well be satisfied with the bread and water of Affliction, or with the crums that fall from other mens Tables: Possess me with this seasonable perswasion, that this my present state is fittest for me, and make me sensible that thy Providence does visit the lowest condition of men, and that the beams of thy Favour do reach unto the most withdrawn and solitary places of the world: O thou, who art pleased to call thy self the [Page 264] Hearer of Prayers, give me a tender sense of Conscience, that out of the abundance of my sorrow I may pour out a most plentiful and hearty confession of my sins before thee: Make me to consider seriously, that all pain and grief is but the fruit of sin, and that as all sickness naturally makes way for death, so death (in it self) is the fore-run­ner of Condemnation: Why should I co­ver and hide my sins from thee, when the discovery of them is the way to receive thy pardon and release? For thou hast bound thy self by a promise, to hear and assist all those that seek thee with an unfeigned heart: I have a thousand ways done evil in thy sight: My Prayers have been interrupted, my Me­ditations perplexed and robbed of their wonted sweetness, and my careless hearing and reading of thy Word hath proved un­profitable: My faith has been encountred with grievous doubtings, because I cannot feel that strength and power of thy Spirit which I desire. I am compassed about with many weaknesses, as I have found by the experience of this day: Satan is full of his old subtilty, to work upon all advantages; therefore give me thy holy wisdom, to dis­cover his snares, and thy grace to withstand his siercest assaults: O Lord, forgive my Ignorance, and forget my Presumption, par­don [Page 265] my iniquities committed both in youth and age; give me prudence and sobriety to carry my self among men out of the reach of just exception, and arm me with resolution, that I may sacrifice my credit and estimati­on, nay, life it self, if need be, for the testi­mony of thy Faith.

Let me not be haunted with troops of unquiet thoughts, because I feed on Chari­ty when my Relations live plenteously upon their own; for all the World is thine, and thou art an equal Lord and Disposer of that and this too: Enrich my Soul with Spiri­tual Blessings in heavenly things, raise and ennoble my Soul, that it may not dwell too long upon the Earth, but often be enter­tained with the thoughts of that City above, which hath Foundations, whose Builder and Maker is God. Make me to see the depth of my sins, that I do not flatter and deceive my Soul: pardon the vanities of my youth, and the offences of my riper years: When I look upon my days that are past, and consi­der how much time has been consumed in sin and folly, and how little in the exercises of Piety and offices of Religion, when I be­hold all my sins marshalled in rank and or­der before my eys, I am even ashamed and confounded within my self, and have no other sanctuary to repair unto but thy mer­cy [Page 266] and goodness. Let not thy Graces in me wither with my age, nor my zeal for thy glory cool with the decay of bodily heat: Suffer me not to put the evil day far from me, to delude my Soul with the idle hopes of living a little and a little longer, but teach me with St. Paul to dye daily. Now therefore do I bow my Soul to thee, O God, and humbly lay my self low before thy Throne, pity these feeble and trembling knees; have mercy upon thy poor Suppli­ant, though now sleep be ready to seize up­on the eyes of my body, yet let not vain se­curity oppress my Soul: I am now thinking of thy everlasting Rest, which I hope at length to obtain, when time shall be swal­lowed up in Eternity, when Faith shall be turn'd into Vision, & bare hopes into actual Enjoyment: O Lord hear, and graciously accept of these my Prayers, through Jesus Christ his sake. Amen.

A Preparatory Prayer before the Sacrament.

O Thou Searcher of hearts, who know­est the secrets and most silent passages of the mind, assist me in the survey and examination of my Soul, that I may draw up a true Inventory of all the furniture of sin which is lodged in my breast: I dare not approach thy Table, before I have entred into my self, and laid open all my sins and iniquities before thee, which I have been contracting so long, that I am become an a­ged sinner; I have no other Sanctuary to re­pair to but thy mercy; therefore, O Lord, pardon the sins of my whole life, and pity the Infirmities of age; and though I am of small esteem, and no reputation among men, though this trembling and wither'd Body of mine, is become unwelcome to the eye of the World; yet grant that thy holy Spirit would vouchsafe to dwell in this Ancient Temple, that I may daily magnifie thy holy Name.

[Page 268]I dare not presume to draw near thy Ta­ble, without making my addresses to the Throne of Grace; for he that confesses his sins shall obtain a covering for them. O Lord, cleanse my hands, and purifie my heart, and make me conformable to thy Will and thy Image, that I may not pollute thy heaven­ly food, nor prophane the most blessed bo­dy and blood of my dearest Saviour: To this end sanctifie my body and soul, that no unclean thing may come out of my mouth; that I may detest and abhor covetousness, lying, and injurious dealing; all cursing, blasphemy, and unreasonable anger; that I may be chaste, virtuous, meek, and religi­ous; that I never offer to put that heavenly Food into a mouth used to gluttony and drunkenness, to falsifying the truth, and speaking evil of my Brethren, for this will be to make no difference, yea, to prophane the Lord's Body.

Teach me to put off the Old man, and repair the breaches of my decay'd Nature; prosper and direct my present purposes of communicating at thy Table; that I may prove a true Disciple, and know my Lord in breaking of bread: This is the commemorati­on of my Saviours death, may it prove instru­mental to my eternal life; strike an aw and [Page 269] reverence in my heart, because of thy Pre­sence, and in consideration that it is thy ho­ly Ordinance: My soul mourns, when I consider at what a great distance my sins have set me from thee; but yet now I begin to revive and wax glad, because of thy faith­ful promise of re-union. O how I hunger and thirst for thy saving health! to be uni­ted to that sacred Body, whose Head is Christ.

Give me Faith to believe in him, who by Faith and new Obedience is made mine: Make me a welcome Guest at thy holy Table, that all the days of my life I may bear a good Conscience both towards God and to­wards Man, which will be a continual Feast: O Lord, this is a Feast of Love, therefore expel out of my mind all disorderly and un­charitable thoughts, that I may lovingly embrace all my aged Brethren, who are fed within the walls of this Religious House, that I may extend it to all men, even my ene­mies, and forgive the whole world; for thou didst the same thing to us, who were at va­riance with thy holiness and purity: For he that comes to thy Table with the barbarous thoughts of Revenge, does certainly crucifie his Saviour afresh. If my Lord and Saviour descended from his glorious Palace [Page 270] in Heaven, was so humble as to take our Nature upon him, endured the contradiction of sinners, and at last laid down his life for my sake; truly I am ashamed to think that I should scruple acts of kindness and civili­ty, Instances of love and charity to those who are bone of my bone, and flesh of my flesh; for so thy Prophet tells me, by advi­sing me not to turn away my face from my own flesh.

Seeing my God was made a Sacrifice for me, what can I do less than make my so­lemn vows in the House of the Lord, to serve him faithfully all the days of my life, than to thank him for the pledges of his love, and the seals of his Favour: that while I carry about with me this frail and shattered bo­dy, I may fit my self for the glorious Man­sions above, where there will be an Eternal Communion of Saints.

Who can tell how oft he offendeth? therefore, O Lord, cleanse me from my se­cret faults: Cast me not away in the time of my old age, and forsake me not when my strength faileth me; enable me to get the mastery of sin, that I may perform holy duties with more ease and satisfaction, and that I may have sweeter fellowship with thy Spirit.

[Page 271]I am eternally bound to thank thee for thy gracious instances of Providence in my own behalf, that when I was a slave to sin and punishment, thou gavest thy Son for a Ran­som, didst send thy holy Spirit for a pledge and comforter, thy Word for a Guide, and hast prepared a Kingdom for my inheritance: I am now going about to renew thy Cove­nant, to beg pardon for my failure in any of the conditions, that I may not forfeit my right to Eternal Happiness.

Accept of my Prayers and Vows, my im­perfect offers of Duty and Obedience, for the sake of the Son of thy Love, the Holy Jesus, my Mediator and Redeemer, the Savi­our of Mankind: Grant that I may be a worthy Receiver, that this holy action pre­scribed us by the great Attonement, may prove efficacious, and add to the life and refreshment of my Soul, through Jesus Christ his sake. Amen.

A Prayer after the Receiving the holy Communion.

O Dearest Jesu, the Head of the Church, the Beginning and First-born from the Dead; thou who gavest thy self a Sacri­fice and Propitiation for my sins, accept of my hearty Prayers, and receive my Thanks­giving; thou who upholdest all things by the word of thy Power, sustain my weak and aged body; thou who art the bright­ness of thy Fathers glory, purifie and re­fine my Soul, that it be not sullied with the filthiness of sin.

I humbly thank thee for the greatness of thy love, in humbling thy self to the death of the Cross, for thy institution of this Blessed Sacrament, for thy gracious invita­tion to this holy Table; and lastly, for the unspeakable comfort and refreshment of my Soul. Possess my Soul with a mighty sense of thy great goodness, that I may declare to the sons of men the wonderful works that the Lord hath done unto me: Let me clear­ly [Page 273] perceive the manifestation of thy wisdom and love, who to inform and instruct my weakness, are pleased by these Elements of Bread and Wine, to figure out unto me the Body and Blood of my dearest Saviour; may the Shadow lead me to the Substance, and this Seal of thy gracious Covenant be an in­strument of my eternal Happiness, that from this temporal Commemoration I may rise to the blessed Vision of my sweet Re­deemer. I am now almost in the Suburbs of Death, grant that it may be in order to my entrance into the heavenly Jerusalem; 'tis not long before I shall try the Grand Experiment, for now my Pulse beats (about) threescore, and much further the strength of man cannot go: Therefore I desire to set­tle the affairs of my Soul, before I go hence and be no more seen; I cannot tell whither I shall have another opportunity to par­take of thy holy Table: Therefore let this present participation of the holy Sacrament be a Seal and Testimony for the Remission of my Sins. Though I have not long to live, yet I will enter into covenant with my Soul to serve and obey thee, to love the Lord my God, with all my heart, and with all my strength; for the Righteousness of thy Testimonies is everlasting, give me under­standing, and I shall live: O thou who art [Page 274] the appointed Heir of all things, the express Image of thy Fathers Person, let thy Grace comfort and refresh me who hunger and thirst after eternal life, let my Soul never faint in the Courts of the Lord, as long as my heart and my flesh cryeth out for the living God: Let Satan never find an oppor­tunity to tempt and ensnare my Soul; may I ever be diligent, to prevent a surprize, and abstain from transgressions, lest my portion be among sad and accursed Souls. As for me, I will call upon God, and the Lord shall save me: Evening and Morning, and at noon day, will I pray and cry aloud, and he shall hear my voice; he hath deli­vered my Soul in peace from the Battel that was against me, therefore I will put my trust in him for ever.

I confess I have omitted much good, and am guilty of many Offences of Igno­rance, Infirmity, and Knowledge; therefore thy pardon I still beg, and assistance of thy Grace, that I may bring forth fruits worthy of Repentance.

Make thy Church happy in a Moses and Aaron; in Nursing Fathers to go in and out before thy people, and holy Ministers to stand before thee our God: Preserve them [Page 275] from the malice of their Enemies, and the strivings of the people; let their lips pre­serve knowledge, that we may seek the Law at their mouth: Spare thy people; bless them in their Souls, Bodies, and E­states, that this Nation may be at length as great an instance of thy mercy, as it has been of thy wrath and fury: Every one of us more or less has contributed to the vast heap of crying sins, yet seeing thou hast graciously afforded us a space for repen­tance, and suspended the dreadful executi­on, let our sorrow procure the continu­ance of thy Favours, that Peace and Plenty may be within our Borders, and no Invasi­on in the Land.

I thank thee, O merciful Father, for the freedom of thy Gospel, the food of the Word, the sweet refreshings of thy Sacra­ments, publick Communions in thy Church, and for all the benefits which are enjoyed by the society of Saints and good men. Pit­ty all those who sit in darkness, and in the shadow of Death, who are not acquainted with thy Name, or knowing it are never­theless carried away by strong delusions in­to the ways of errour and mischief. Bless all the sons and daughters of affliction, strengthen them in the hour of tryal, that [Page 276] neither the love of this world, nor the loss of light, neither the fear of death, nor the terrors of Hell, may make them unwilling to depart this life.

And now at length I humbly desire thee to give me wisdom to order my life aright from henceforth, that I may be wary and cir­cumspect in all my actions, a careful and an understanding Hearer of thy Word, a constant frequenter of thy Courts, sober and temperate, exercising my self unto all godliness, that my whole Spirit, Soul, and Body, may be kept blameless unto the end: Plant in my Soul a deep detestation of all evil, that when I see my sins, I may also behold my Redeemer.

Bless this Religious Society, the pious and aged Brethren; that Peace and Love may endear and unite us all together; that we may faithfully communicate heavenly things one to another: temper our minds with submission and reverence, that we may honour our Governours, and pay our just duty to all our Superiours, and no way carry our selves insolently to our Infe­riours.

[Page 277]O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, the Blessed Three in One, the All in All, accept of these, and all my hearty Prayers, through Jesus Christ my God and Saviour.

Amen.

In the time of Sickness.

O Thou determiner of my days, in whose hands are the Issues of Life and Death, behold and pity thy aged and sin­ful Servant, diseased in body, and distres­sed in mind; turn thy face unto me, send down thine aid to comfort me, for I am in pain, desolate and poor: Speak peace un­to my Soul, and say thou art my Salva­tion.

O dearest Jesus, the brightness of thy Fathers Glory, dispel these Clouds of Darkness and Despair; thou, who art the Souls Physician, arise with healing under thy wings, and shew thy skill in my weak­ness.

If it be thy Will and uncontroulable Decree by this thy Chastisement to finish my days, draw near to my humble and af­flicted Soul, support it by thy strength in this day of Trial, as I have alwaies endea­voured to live, so let me now dye the death [Page 279] of the Righteous; diminish the fears of death by the hopes of a blessed life; hide not thy face from me in the time of my trouble; hold not thy peace at my tears, now my Soul cleaveth unto the dust, but let the last Minute be the best of all my life.

Many days have I enjoyed the Comforts of Life, in this quiet and Religious Sanctu­ary, and all I ascribe to thy particular mercy and gracious instances of Provi­dence: But now my spirits faint, my eyes wax dim, my hands shake, and the pillars of my house tremble; now I find the time of my dissolution approaches by the regular Course of Nature: therefore what is my Hope, O Lord? truly my hope and affi­ance is even in Thee: O Lord, my heart is smitten down, and wither'd like Grass, so that I forget to eat bread; there is no health in my flesh, because of thy displeasure, and no rest in my bones by reason of my sin: Therefore, dear Saviour, pardon me, forgive me all my sins, comfort me in this day of sorrow, ease my pains, and satisfie my doubts, strengthen my hopes, and re­lieve my Soul: Thou, who are the First­born from the dead, the appointed Heir of all things, uphold my faint and tremb­ling [Page 280] Soul in the conflict and agony of death, that I may utter nothing displeasing to thee, O God, and give me assurance that my por­tion shall never be among hopeless and ac­cursed Souls in the Regions of Torment and Despair. Welcome blessed Hour, the period of my Pilgrimage, the term of my Bondage, the end of my Care, and the Ha­ven of my Hopes; now I am to take my flight to the place from whence I shall ne­ver more return; now I am to enter into the loving Embraces of my Lord and Savi­our.

O thou Father of Comforts! how do I love to hear of thy mercy, and the joys of Heaven? O how dear unto me are the pro­mises of the Living God? Suffer me not to be impatient in this day of Visitation, but meekly to resign my spirit up into thy Hands, and peaceably to pass by the Gates of Death, to the Kingdom of Glo­ry.

Separate my Transgressions, O Lord, from my Soul, or else they will separate me from Heaven: Now the Enemy is busie, and Satan watches for an advantage, secure my apprehension, add strength to my faith, and pity my Infirmities; make all my [Page 281] Friends, who stand around my Death-bed, sensible of Human frailty, by beholding me an object of Mortality, just setting out for Eternity: O Lord, let thy pardon re­fresh my Soul, let thy Spirit guide me safe­ly in the way to the blessed Mansions above: (If they are at the point of death.) I have fought a long fight, in much weak­ness, I have near finish't my Course, though in great faintness, and the Crown of my Life is, that through the strength of thy Grace I have kept the true faith, and now dye in it: I thank God for all his blessings, the company of my Friends, the means of Physick, holy Prayers, and living and dy­ing in the best established Church in the Chri­stian World. I willingly resign my Earthly body to the Dust from whence it came, and I earnestly desire to be with God: I pro­fess to all the World, I know no other Name by which any man can be saved, but by the Name of Jesus: I renounce all presum­ption and confidence in my own merits: I thankfully acknowledge Gods repeated Blessings, and heartily bewail my own sins: I repose all my trust in the mercy and pro­mises of God, and I forgive all my Enemies, as now I beg of God to forgive me. Into thy hands, O Lord, I commend my Soul. A­men.

A Prayer to be said at any time by a young Scholar of the House.

O Merciful Father, the Redeemer and Sanctifier of all thy Children, I praise and magnifie thy holy Name, be­cause I have received many special and peculiar Blessings at thy hands: I thank thee, O God, that I was born of Christian Parents, that I was baptized into the true Faith, that my Lot is fallen in this excel­lent place of Piety and Education, and that I have the knowledge and opportunity of making my early approaches to the Throne of Grace: Teach me, O Lord, to remem­ber my Creator in the daies of my Youth, to dedicate the Spring and Innocency of my Age to the God of Purity and Perfe­ction; I am now soft and tender, apt to receive the first Impressions that are laid upon me, suffer me therefore not to be led aside by the whispers of sin, or the pernicious Examples of a wanton and pro­phane [Page 283] Age: Season the beginnings of my years with thy Grace and Goodness, let wisdom teach me the fear of the Lord, that I may cheerfully run the way of thy Commandments: I am now entring upon the Stage of the World, and humbly de­sire to be led by good Example; there­fore, O blessed Father, lead me not into Temptation, but deliver me from Evil: Curb and restrain the unruliness of my passion, rebuke and subdue the rashness and heat of youth, train me up in that way wherein thou desirest I should walk: Frame in me an humble and submis­sive mind, that I may be willing to be taught and obey, to entertain all godly and profitable Instructions: Give me un­derstanding to discern my duty, grace and wisdom [...] all corrupt Example and Conve [...] and to fix my heart upon Obe [...] Thanksgiving. Here thy won [...] [...] mercy has placed me, to be brought up in thy Fear, and praise thy Name; therefore I heartily desire to ful­fill thy Will, that these my fresh and green­er years, may be consecrated to thy Ser­vice, before they receive any taint of Cor­ruption from a lewd and infectious Age; I bow my Soul before thee, earnestly de­siring that I may betimes become a Servant [Page 284] of the Living God. Teach me to shun the occasions and appearances of sin, that I may never be defiled with its Embraces: Teach me to avoid the first steps and en­trances of Impiety, that I may never be so bold as to violate thy Commands. Let the apprehensions of a small sin so terrifie and affright my tender Soul, that I may alwaies abhor the malignity of gross and filthy sins, that I may keep these Evils at a distance, and not be entangled in their Snares.

As I grow up in years, let me encrease in Goodness and Learning, that I may ful­ly Answer the ends of my Noble Benefa­ctour, and be instrumental to the publish­ing of thy Honour and Glory: Now may I justly sing Hosanna, seeing thou hast made so many shiftless Babes and Sucklings to re­joyce.

Plant in me a just and forward Obedi­ence to all my Governours that are set in Authority over me: In an especial manner bless my Soveraign Lord King Charles, let him be as the First-born, and glorious among the Kings of the Earth, let thine Hand hold him fast, and thine Arm strengthen him. Bless him likewise in all [Page 285] his Royal Relations. Be gracious to thine Inheritance, bless them who watch diligent­ly for our Souls, that at the last day they may give a joyful account of them to the Shepherd and Bishop of our Souls. Arise O God, maintain thine own Cause, re­member how the foolish man blasphemeth thee daily: continue unto us the Light of thy Gospel, that the Name of the Man of thy Right Hand, Christ Jesus, may be glo­rified, thy Church enlarged and defended, and we all brought up in the true Faith of thy only Son.

Bless our Noble and Wise Governours, our Instructors both in Sacred and Human Learning; and sanctifie my heart with hu­mility, that I may shew all due Reverence, to the several Members of this Religious House, whether in Age or Authority placed above me.

Purge and cleanse my Soul from all the seeds and beginnings of evil; root out of my mind all folly and vanity, idleness and self-conceit; expel all loose and wanton de­sires, all stubborn and contumacious Hu­mours, which are apt to breed in younger years; that every day I may wax wiser and more holy, sensible of thy gracious assistance, [Page 286] and the comforts of a chaste and vertuous life. O thou Father of Lights, it is by thy Providence I am placed here in the School of Instruction, and from thy Goodness I crave a blessing upon my endeavours, other­wise all my labour and study will be vain and fruitless: To thee therefore do I lift up my Soul, who art the Fountain of all Knowledge, the Original of all Tongues and Languages, I humbly desire thee to en­due my mind with knowledge and discreti­on, quickness of perception, and a tena­cious memory, that I may be sit for that station which thou art pleased to design me for. As I now make my Addresses betimes to thy holy Majesty, so grant that the sin­cerity and fervour of my Soul may conti­nue and encrease, that I may be accustom­ed to Prayer, and lifting up holy hands un­to thee.

Pardon all the sins of my youth, the er­rors and miscarriages of my few and im­prudent years: Bless me with health of bo­dy, and soundness of mind; increase of friends, and profitable acquaintance; sanctifie the ministry of thy Word unto me, that my Soul may rejoyce in thy Sal­vation.

[Page 287]Make me able and ready every day to extol thy loving kindness, and frequently to meditate upon thy mercy, O thou Pittier of all that stand in need of help, my Guide and Castle of Defence, the great Preserver of Youth as well as Men, through Jesus Christ his sake. Amen.

FINIS.

Errata sic corrigat Lector Benevolus.

Page 10. line 14. read now. p. 21. l. 11. r. dolentèr. p. 21. l. 18. r. propa­gentur. p. 38. l. penult. r. 500 marks to Jesus Colledge. p. 55. l. 6. r. cholick. p. 87. l. 14. r. Horse-heath. p. 114. l. 16. r. fitting. p. 127. l. 12. r. all. p. 135. l. 20. r. of age. p. 187. l. 10. in the marg. r. by Hows. p. 191. l. penult. r. lat­ter. p. 195. l. 9. r. Fryans. p. 234. l. 18. r. the Senior. p. 237. l. 16. r. shoes. p. 238. l. 4. r. for such.

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