THE Eagle-trussers ELEGIE.
FAME.
CAn
Hamath then the great, and populous
Or
Ale
[...]andria.
Noe,
Turn into rubble thus? must
Eurus so
With scatter'd nets of Caterpillets, sup
The flower of
Lebanon, and
Bashan up?
Is all our pompe, but straw and stuble, blown
Before the wind; ye sons of men take down
Your swelling sayles, call laughter made, reply
To joy what doest thou; howle, ô howle ye high
And mighty Cedars, knowing that your breath,
Is transient also in your nostrills; Death,
Implacably the fairest
Eden turns
[Page 66]A desolate wildernesse, to powder churnes
The most
See Ezek. 28. 14.
anointed Cherub; even our great
Gustavus, how invictly whilome set
On his high places, now againe goes lesse,
Acknowledging the worme his brother; this
Victorious
Machabeus, (had he been
But a
I
[...]a quasi l
[...]agavus.
Macrobius, even a
Constantine,
It might have trophe'd him,) this chosen shaft,
In his illustrious range, surmounting oft
The highest Eagle; he that measur'd hath
The bridle of our bondage, tyrrannous
Gath,
And all her sisters, with a line of woe,
To plunder and demolish; payning so
The bitter rage, the famine, fire, slaught,
In
Heydleburge, and others; this devout
Dread
In eight moneths he took in 80 Cities, Castles, and Sconces in Pomerland, and Mechlenbourg.
Poliorcetes, this high extoll'd,
And eldest son of thunder, now is roll'd
Vp in his leaden sheet; and here so loud,
Oppugning, and tempestuous noyses, crowd
And clash together; such a storme of passions,
Such worlds of
Pleadings, or orations.
Harangs, broken ejulations,
Ignatian shoutings,
A kind of threatning clamour used by the
Romans, when joyning
[...]attell.
Barrits, burning vowes;
Even such a violent combustion ploughes
The Welking, I can hardly keep my wing.
To paraphrase the which, running this string
A little descant.—
Chorus. Hark how
Futio cryes
Victoria, Horne is broken,
Arnheim flyes,
The
Saxonies comply not; Nay this fond
Obstreperous blurt, will boast not having don'd
His armour, yet as loud, as if about
To put it off; And then with many a shout
His nest of
Of this see fol. 40.
Brigands, his
A Brigade is a body more numerous than a Regiment, sometime as big as two:
Brigado, whets
Againe to blood and rapine; at whose din,
Both
Two towns in
Pomerland, which after the Citizens had first been tortered & ravished, were plundered and burnt by the Imperialists.
Vckermound, and
Paswalck, peicing in,
Sollicit vengeance; this the Butcher, this
The rigid
Arab, sleepst thou
Nemesis?
These are the leaches daughters; then they shed
Innumerous teares, without alas our dread,
Alas our dead
Adolphus; yet the while
Are these againe so shuffl'd, with a shrill,
And crackling laughter, as some wildernesse
Of thorns were burning;
Monachum, or
Combodunum, one of the neatest Cities of
Germany, and appertaining to the
Bavarian.
Munchum crying, thus,
Thus would we have it; I, quoth
Angelostadium, or
Auriapolis, one of the strongest pieces of
Germany, where the Iesuits have an Academy.
Ingolstadt,
Now for your copper King; And hear'st thou not,
How furious a
The boysterous noise of Armies when in battaile.
Vacarm is joyntly made,
By the fierce Saxon, the victorious Sweed,
The Frank, the Finlander? even how they drown
The world with clamor, make the champion groan
Beneath their prauncings? hear'st thou not, I say,
What thundring Canonads, promiscuous bray
Of ratling drums? or how the
A word of art used by the French for the sound of Trumpets.
Fanfars rage?
Or how the Fifes? and then what store of fledge
And whistling Lead, with on again, and charge,
And justice, and
Adolphus? or how large
A throat, pragmaticall
Ignatius sets
Wide open at it? or
The cheife Commander of the Boares opposing the Evangelicalls.
Shwendy beats
The livid aire, with hubbubs?—
Fame. I might stile
The lumber almost deaffing, like to
Nyle
[Page 68]Among his Catadups, still adding that
Of
Scelestadt or
Schlestadt,
Perhaps the correption of civitas-scelest
[...], and accordingly situat upon a river named
Ill.
situate
With such a bitter brand, of
Sainté-Vill',
Eusebia, Urijburge, now so dreading ill
To her municip lawes; of
Colonell Generall of the
Crabbats, or
Croats, men of
Croatia, the
b being added for the fuller sound.
Isolaine
With his
Crabats, (or call them else uncleane
Devouring
Harpies,) and a passionate rabble
Of clamorous others, disproportionable
To my discourse; besides, if weighing well
The dreadfull medley, what nefarious toyle,
May find a perfect, a continued Passion,
Among these broken ends, with fit relation
Claiming the Muses? so that I should here
Be silencing abruptly, yet my deare
Panaretus, must then thy bitter moane,
Passe as a serpent over-glides a stone,
And with no track behind? why maugre all
This strife of tongues, some lucid intervall,
May now and then perhaps, advantage us,
With thee upon his estimate; and thus,
(The noise even now relenting,) now thou cryest,
Come Death advance thee boldly, wherfore fleest
Panar.
Thou such a pretious wretch? I, now thy plaints
Are luculent enough, imposing rents,
Sackcloth, and dust, for beauty, dernings up,
Scarlet, and balme Nay with a tedious troop
Of severall prodigies, thou bid'st the rocks
Dissolve like winters Ice; with inter-shocks,
The marine hills, and cliffs be tumbled o're,
Removing Sea-marks, puzling all the shore
With creeks, and
Chersonesses; dost enjoyne
The
A Hill in
Over-patz. out of which, th
[...]
Egar, the
Menus, the
Sala, and the
Nabus, run foure different wayes.
Feichtelbourge, augment his weeping eyne
So valuing
This Tower is said to be 578 paces high.
Straesburgh, his aethereall head
Be now shrunk in wi
[...]h anguish;
A Lake in
Gothi
[...], receiving into it 24 Rivers, and emptying them all at one mouth, with such a noyse, that 'tis named the Devills head.
Weret rore,
As disimboging even an hundred more
Then twenty rivers; Bid'st unrip the tyles
Of sumptuous
An Hill in the City of
Prague, built with many Noble mens houses.
Rachine, thatch now with quils
Of wrathfull Propentines, or pinions rather
By Dragons moulted, and with many a feather
Of rigorous
Alienum tolens, one of the Harpies.
Aéllo; doest condemne
Her golden-fretted rooms to
Ohim, Jim,
Iackals and Satyrs; Blendest all the stars
With flaming
Properly such swords as have endented edges.
Vir
[...]lets, with fiery sphears,
Injoyning
Ziphii, blazing and bearded stars.
Xiphius, that his burning brand
Anew he raging, further still protend
To Diadems, and Scepters; and that
Sol
Or doffe his golden haire, or in a caule
Of sad and rusty vapours, wind it up,
As relatives apperti
[...]ent to the cup
Of trembling given us; and with such a grosse
Of rigo
[...]rous prodigies our
Swedens losse
To sute and simboll. Then with hideous passion
At the disaster; and in contemplation
Of what may thence ensue, he bellowes out,
Alas, alas the while, what resolute
Bonarges left us now, to counterpoise
The fierce
Gran-torto? he that so destroyes
Our Lambs, and Turtles, nay the very Kid
While in his mothers milk; nay children hid
Even in their tender
The skin in▪ which the child at his birth is wrapped.
Seconds; (O my soule,
Oppose, abhorre his secret.) Look when all
A tedious
Barnaby, the Wolfe has lyen
In holts, and hollowes, as the shades begin
[Page 70]To lengthen out, to russet every light
Dis-colour'd object, throughly hunger-bit,
He waxes gant and grim; and
Sol once gone
To the sea-shingle hence for pearle, upon
His morrow-grasse to melt, rages, and raves,
Barking at
Cynthia, tearing open graves,
And sheep coats; and with many a horrid prank,
Frighting the Champion; such, and far more rank
His rage has been; and among mountains rude,
Of ashes, rubble, shatter'd spars, imbrew'd
With Rivolets of gore; loe where the broyl'd,
And crumpled geniusses, of poor dispoyl'd
Cities burnt be the Imperials.
New-Brandenburge, of
Tyrschin, Budin, Gartz,
Infer as much. And thou regreet of hearts,
Deare
Al
[...] Magde
[...]urge, the City of Maidens
Parthenoplis, imbroder'd late
With high and bossie work, of Temples great,
Of aquaducts, of guilds, of bulwarks drad,
Burses, and
Places appointed for tryall of Masteries, especially shooting the word it self signifying
agg
[...]a▪ But.
Doels, and even as turreted
As
Berecynthia; how art thou become
An empty peece in plano, but a roome
For moles, and wormes to cast in? where alas
Thy ruddy virgins now? where all the grosse
Of thy couragious youth, and those thy heads,
So hatch'd with reverend silver? nay which breeds
Excessive horror, even the sepulchers
Of very
The Marquesse of
Onspach and his Ancestors Tombes rifled by the Imperialists; who had done the like also to the Duke of
Saxonies Ancestors, if not diverte
[...] by a ransome of 80000 Dollars.
Princes, girt with Iron bars,
And Palezzado's; built of massie, tough,
And boysterous marble, yet are petty proofe,
Against his hungry clutches; O let all
Such impious pillage, rankle into gall;
Be like the gold of
Tholouse, or the theft
Of the
Such a Bird, as snatching meat from the Altar, carries a Coale with it to her nest.
Spinternix; but alas who left
Vnparalel'd
Adolphus, knew to meat
Him with the bread of tears; to hamper him,
Sometime by force, anon by stratagem,
In some disert unextricable net;
Where like a savage Bull, he full of sweat,
Of swarthy foame, of dirt, and ordure base,
Lay stomackfully plunging; when alas
Who now I say?—
Fame. But here the generall rout
Complyes againe, and in so vast a shout,
With so much horror, rages even to heaven,
Like twenty
Babels; that I must be driven
To spar mine eare up, least her silver drums,
Be crackt, or rudely beaten out: Nor comes
Now in my randome, save a jangling farse
Of mutes, and visibles; save to discourse,
The miscellaneous, thwart imagery,
That still Armado-like, within mine eye,
Floats up and downe; and with innumerous sorts
Of postures, mines, patheticall deports,
And ocular relations, up to dresse
This empty cha
[...]me; yet as if all excesse
Imply'd inconstancy, the lumber here
Declines already, seising not mine eare
With pristine horror; nay, as climbing up
Ascents, and hills, abruptly often chop
Into low vallies, now it sinkes so much,
That I returne me to the further speech
Of our
Panaretus, Or wherefore dreame
I such an ayrie Castle, since for him,
Loe where distended, at the rotren root
[Page 72]Of an old doting Polland, breathing out
His last he lyes; nor flexible to speak,
Save now and then
Adolphus; or with weak,
And fumbling voice, perhaps I know not what,
Of death and
Sweden; therefore here, my plot
Must be to change the sceane; I, I, so failes
The wind in point, that we must veere our sayles,
And now make ready for another bourd;
Hayle the maine boling there, I so, port hard;
And sweetest Zephire, with propitious store
Of fragrant breath, spur up our boate so hore,
So bright a pace, as
Neptune also boast
His Galaxia; for some other coast
Beare up I say, and while we snugly run
Thus on this second tack, behold how soone
The virtuous
The word signifies one that has a shril voice.
Calasaster, fully fraught
With wofull thren's, and now already brought
Vnder our lee, Pathetickly supplyes
Mine eare againe; I hark how still he cryes,
Calas. Comes al our hope to this? and beating then
His wofull breast, why lo the man of men,
Even he whose goodnesse, in his greatnesse sate,
Like Diamonds in gold; and where of late,
So many mighty can alledge but words;
But
Abraham was our father, or the birds,
And empty beasts of Heraulds; far beyond
This shell of poor formality, was crown'd
With reall noblenesse; he that could do,
VVhat others but discourse; and oft as two
Or three left Berries, may be found upon
A gather'd Olives upmost boughes, was one
Of our best patterns, nay the most apmir'd
O that some chambering
Jezebel that toyles
In search of Philters, Cullices, and Oyles,
To polish off the skin, and cock the bloud,
Between him, and the dart of death had stood;
Or some ignoble soothing
Polype, who
Can fit his foot still to the present shooe,
How grossely patch'd; or death for him had met
Some purple churle, or hideous monster, set
Within the scorners chaire; these are the thorns,
The Bulls of
Bashan, that with tyrannous horns,
So dayly charg us; if decorting these,
We would have sung his dart, hung it with Bays,
And Garlands; but alas the wicked, still
Enlarge their lines; encrease their housholds, till
They be like flocks of sheep; are fully fed
With milk and marrow;
Jubal, and his seed,
Ingrosse the Lute, the Harp, they shine as stars
Of the first magnitude: O what deferres
Vnevitable justice? where alas,
In what untrodden rigid wildernesse,
What rough *
Cerauniau hills, or sea unknown,
Certain hills of
Epirus much torne with thunder.
Is all the thunder spent, there should be none,
For such a base, licentious, execrable?
But softly swift, how with this wicked rabble
Art thou perverted thus? I, hollow hoe;
And wherefore wretched
Adam, runn'st thou so
Stiffe-necked a rebellion? darest thou cope
With him, to whom the Nations but a drop
Are of a Bucket? shall what grasse but grows
Vpon the house top, and with which who mowes
[Page 74]Fills not his hand, yet quarrell the decree,
Of him that spans the heavens, and shuts the Sea
Within his fist? shall weak inferiour clay,
Prescribe the freedome of the Potter? nay
Of the Creator? Likewise what if here,
The wicked often thrive, and houses reare
Among their desolate places, till the measure
Of sin be crying full, that they may treasure
Wrath for the day of wrath? why but a while
Attend the sequell, and behold they toyle
In dark, and slippery wayes; thou shalt report
Their blisse a hearth of thorns, whose shine is short,
Whose crackling empty; or but in compare
Like to some upland Torrent; and thus are
The suddaine brooks of desert
Arabie,
As soon again exhal'd, fainting the dry
Approaching
Caravans. Retract I say;
For though perhaps they bravely bustle may,
And branch it here a while; yet when the morn,
The resurrection comes, to pretious corn,
They shall be chaffe and tares; then shall our high
Gustavus▪ and such other zelots, flye
See the Wisdome of
Solomon, chapter 3. verse 7.
To and againe, and passe as smartly thorow,
As sparks among the stubble; then to marrow
With burning Seraphins, to be decor'd
With glorious palms, and crowns, ô hast the Lord,
O blisse without a bothome!—
Fame. Here againe
Our
Calasaster swallow'd in the sheene,
Eternall glories, then to be reveal'd;
Is so become extatically seal'd
Oppress'd and ravish'd; that it shall suffice,
If leaving him, I rather now declaime
The wofull
The word imports an upright and sincere person.
Degen heart; for though at
This was Wallensteins Castle in Moravia.
Znaim,
Imprison'd rigorously, his grief has yet
Such a Cathedrall voice, as at the grate
I heare him cry,—
Degen▪heart. How are we now forlorne
Beyond a comforter? how must I mourne
Like a sad Harp, or loudly howling shalme,
For his interment? he that tore the palme
From all their glorious chiefs, our strength, our stay,
Our royall
Sweden gone? be this a day
Of dread, of breaking downe, of crying out
To hills, and mountains; VVho shall prosecute
For any temper now? the rigid (
shall,)
The tyrrannous (
must,) will now demolish all
Our
Aequilibrium. Now let
The
Brandenbourgs chief city.
Berlin roare,
And crudle all her faces milk, with store,
Of brackish water-flouds; and thou so toyl'd
Obtrected
Or
Segodunum, a famous Mart towne of
Germany, watered with the
Peg
[...]itz.
Norinberge, annoint the shield,
Enrage thy Counter-scarp with Demi-Lun's,
With sulphrous horn-works; then even he that runs
May read thy perill
The
Sa
[...]o
[...] chief City.
Dresden, therefore call
For Cement, Engineers, new make thy wall
Of toughest Mill-stones; then invenome it
With fiery
The cocks of pieces, so named of their serpentine crookedness
[...]
Serpentins, with infinite
Both Drakes, and Colverins; see how he layes
For novell Levies, traversing the wayes
Like a swift
Dromedary; How recreuts
His schattered traine againe, with bloudy suites
[Page 76]Of
Bohemians &
Moravians.
Quad's, and
Crabbats; now the rendez-vous
Is made at
Two passes between
Prague and
Saxony.
Luitmaritz; now
Gallas shewes
Vs all his angry teeth, marching the van,
As far as
The second passe.
Ausig; while that counterpaine
Of
Caesars fury, that immense, renoun'd.
Prodigious
Walstein, so named of his Dukall City, situate between
Bohemia and
L
[...]satia.
Frid lander, begirt aroun'd
With
Rodo-monds,
Such gentlemen of companies, as receive extraordinary pay.
Apointees, Reformad's,
The Spanish doe extol their
Cyds, as we our King
Arthur or
Guy of
Waowick.
Cyds
Such as are prefer'd to double pays.
Duplats,
Such as are both born and bred up in the wars.
Epigons, and other blades,
Boasting their chain's, their leases, double payes;
Their Belts, their medalls, and the tortious wayes
Of levying them, while this superlative
Dictator seconds him; and then so drive
Does
A Holsteiner, Field▪ Marshall to
Walstein.
Hulke up with the reere, as must infer
A crimson deluge; beat thy breast and roare,
Vnhappy
A City in the
Palatinate.
Creutz-nach, now the noble blood
Of valarous
Craven and others, whilome shed
Among thy breaches, issued was in vaine;
Will like the morning dew, be soon againe
Evaporated, leaving thee forlornn
To thy late Iron furnace; mourne, ô mourne
Thou hopefull Miser
The chiefe Castle in
Lypsi
[...].
Pleysenbourge, be don'd
With ashes still, and many a weltring wound
In stead of beauty; tush, his Cuyrassiers
Will quaffe up
Two rivers in
Saxony.
Elve and
Elster.—
Fame. Here with teares
While eke our
Degen-heart is suffocate;
Nor his huge Iron voice articulate,
But thickly rivited with many a yell,
A sigh, a sob, that hacks and mangles all
He sayes to Non-sense; I must lightly fleck
From hence againe, declining him, to speak
[Page 77]The mighty thoughts of
The flowerdeluce.
Iris; loe her head
As tough and masculinely helmeted,
As e're
Minerva's; and like her she hands
A threatning speare; nor cravenly descends
By
Swedens expiration to goe lesse,
And leave her wing; but roundly does professe
The side of Iustice;
Ganimedes bird
Must render an aecount, for having stirr'd
The coales so furiously; restore a throng
Of glorious pennage, practically wrong
From the pacifick
The Halcion.
Authè,
The Redbreast.
Silvia sweet,
The
Dove, the
Alias Bird of Paradise; or as the word
Manucodiat. signifies in the
Moluccos language, the bird of God.
Manucodiat, with a flight
Of others as deplum'd.—
Iris. Doe doe, recall
Quoth this Virago, (gnashing therewithall
Her angry teeth,) I, doe but reckon up
The times of yore, and many a dismall stoup
Has this indomitable aëry made,
By many a Titian Vulture, many a glead,
My breast dilacerating; on reuenge,
Hang out the bloudy sur-coat; help us change
Our Pikes, to stings implacable; I come,
Anoynt their heads, with fell
An herbe used to poyson arrow heads and darts.
Dorichneum;
And then make ready there, advance the shot;
So so, now charge him home; poure all your hot
And hissing lead into his bosome; were
But
Swedens Obit to be reckoned for;
Why yet the dearest soules, and essences,
Of manyfold Re-publiques, Cities, Princes,
And mighty Monarchs, in his bosome met
Concentrically; made it their retreat,
[Page 78]Their generall subter-fuge; come then, arise
Thou drad
Adastria, draw thy blood shot eyes
Vpon this rigorous brood.—
Fame. But here the late
Impetuous lumber, does importunate
Me deafe againe; so like a multitude
Of many raging waters, every loud,
Each shriller accent drowning; that my verse,
Must now become the second time, a faile
Of mines, of postures, of dilacerate haire,
Hangs wringing, plaudits; many a passionate paire
Of dissentaneous hands, promiscuously
Clapping and wringing. Now must the supply
Be meerely visibles; convitious mowes,
Breasts beaten, gaudy capers;—
Chorus. At our woes,
Lo there a sort of Drablers, of
Of a Bidet, a small Nag opon which such horse-mens boyes use to follow their Masters.
Bedees,
Cast up their caps, and leap, as if the breese,
The twinging breese, here likewise had imploy'd
Their little Launcets; then within the wide,
The roomthy tarrasse opposite, behold
A pravity of monstrous, manyfold,
Crabats and
Courtesans, so likewise set
Vpon the merry pin, and over-heat
With heady draughts, with brimmers overflow'd,
That wildly vapouring into scuffles, bloud,
c Bishop of
Wortsbourg, and Duke of
Franconia, driven out of his Country by the King of
Sweden.
And mutuall slaughter; they reflect againe
The drunken
Lapithes, and
Centaur's, slain
At
Hypodamiaes wedding; Yonder looke
How passionate
(b) Hasfelt bustles, up to stoke
Whole forrests into Bone-fire; which as fast
[Page 79]The
A countrey bordering upon the River
Mayne, devided into severall Earldoms.
Weteraws sad severall Princes, hast
To quench out with their tears. Nor these alone
Dissolve so much, but see where
Bogislaus, then Duke of
Stetin and
Pome
[...]e
[...].
Pomeren,
And eke the
Iohn Albert▪ then Duke of
Mechlinbourges.
Mechlinbourger, and even swarmes
Of Lords, and
Roytelets, are paying stormes
To
Swedens Obit; there behold againe,
A rablement of shavelings tridentine,
(Or we may call it Legion else as well,
For they are many,) there (
I say,) withall
The gods of their
Pantheon, high and low;
Even all their Mametry, their Trinkets; how
In a triumphant superstitious file,
(As pleyted as a hedge of thorns the while,
And as extending,) how they roame about,
(May we but ghesse by posture,) shrilling out
Jô to mighty
Walstein, who good man,
While our
Adolphus dyed a Laureat, ran
Indeed most resolutely. Here aloft
A most stupendious pile, whose aery shaft,
May play with
One of the
Canary Islands, in height unpaparalel'd.
Tenerif, for pike, and place;
Loe
The Emperors chiefe Counsellor, Duke of
Cruman.
Eggenbourg, in a Prospective-glasse,
Tooting at
Lord chancellor of
Sweden.
Oxenstern: then have I found
To lee-ward somewhat,
A Lieu-tenant colonell under the
Swede, who running to the enemy, was imployed by
Tilly and the Iesuits to murther him.
Quint and
Atè wound
In
The Iesuites personated by
Laines.
Lainez arms; and now they part, and run
Gesticulating wildly up and down,
Like Deere before a tempest; now embrace,
And newly hug each other; now they dresse
Their heads with Laurel, now they posting are
Their many mandats up, for curious fare,
For Pageants, Bone-fires, Counduits running wine,
Garment of Trophe-work, and every signe,
[Page 80]Of an immeasur'd joye; to ballance which,
(And haile thou happy season ushering such
A temper in,) mine eye has likewise spy'd
Where in
Campania
One of the just pretenders to the Dukedome of
Saxony, extorted from his Ancestors by
Charles the 5.
Weymer does divide
His conquering grosse, now being in the van,
Now in the reere; and on a
A kind of extraordinary Iennet, bred upon the Pirenean mountain.
Lavedan
As
Volteger as ever
(c( Balius was,
As ever
The horses of
Ac
[...]illes.
Zanthus; how from place to place
He nimbly flyes, demonstrating right hands
Sent him from
Feild-Marshall under the Duke of
Saxony.
Anheim; which so countermands
The deaff'ning hurley, with a pang of hope
Becalming some; so roughly swallowing up
Some other in distrust, and suddaine feare;
That farewell Mutes and Visions, now mine eare
Distinguishes againe; and of the low
Dejected residue, condoling so,
So miser-made at
Swedens expiration,
Nor to be comforted; does with the passion
Of
Quasi Ware,
or Waer-mond verum os. Tom
Tell-troth.
Pharamond present us, such an odd,
A Mister wight, so blunt an Antipode
To ruffling mischiefe; that behold his face
All rigge, and furrow; and his limbs alas
So tenter'd out, and torne, with rods, with racks,
Strapadoes, and the like, my bosome akes,
And trembles at it; nay, though
Pasher late
Has rent him Sparrow-mouth'd with gagging, yet
He still so lashes out, so renders truth
In all her
[...]akednes, that full of ruth;
Phar. Is then, quoth he, our mightiest
Sweden dead?
On vengeance, on, or if thy feet be lead,
Yet hast thou Iron hands; ye bloody crew,
[Page 81]And of incestuous
A great flye of four wings, and among severall vices, being an Em
[...]lem of over hot marriages, such as the
Austri
[...] Princes use.
Hanit
[...]ns; 'tis you,
'Tis you that did it; if we may prevent
Th'insidious brewing brothers,
Captain of a horse-troop. A joynt conspirator with
Quint, for the murther of
Gustavus.
Baptist, Quint;
Why yet fine force shall butcher him. O say,
How being
The sir-name of the
Austrian Emperors. See
Verstig
[...].
Stock by sir-name, dost thou play
The Storke thus in thy practise? is it not
To hallow stocks and stones? thy thigh shall rot
For this adultery; even it whelks away,
And dwindles hence already, day by day
Growing more dry, and barren; only sin
So Wyer-drawes it out, our masculine,
Our antler sins, prolong thee thus a while,
As an expedient crucible, to boyle,
To calcinate us; and has now betray'd
Our dearest
Sweden; Sin I say has play'd
This wofull Pageant, loe the flocks upon
Our many severall hills, are lately grown
So course and nauseous, that we must be fed
Or with exotick simples, or with kid
Drest in the mothers milk; nay many a meale
Imployes the grayest Amber; But ô tell
Thou soft Sir
Lecker-beet, is then the
Mars
Incompt and rugged, with his
A na
[...]
[...]s
Catgrave has it, succeding from the strength and valour of the old Earle of
Ang
[...]l
[...]s
[...] ▪
Taille-fers,
Be these so mainly
[...]mbr'd? or may these
A
Peleus shield from hot
Hypolites,
And her obsequious grins? why then go seek
For
Sol in
Tenarus, or snow where thick
Two of the Cylops.
Pirackmon, tawny
Brontes, forge their hot
Tempestuous Thunder-bolts: No no, complot
We temperance rather; let the cooke, declin'd
To such a
Mors in Olla, who can find
[Page 82]Vnnaturall births, luxurious
A French dish compounded of severall ingredients minced together.
Haohes out,
As
Anah did his Mules; let him be brought
At length upon the weights, and voyded hence,
Where
Who watered his garden herbs with wine and hony.
Aristoxenus at such expence
His Lettice waters, or
Popea bright,
And
Cleopa
[...]ra, quaffe their exquisite,
Their sumptuous
Unions; I, wee howle and roare,
At
Swedens death, but let us sin no more,
Our sin has slain him; and indeed is wrought
To such an awlesse
Belial, every draught
Commits a severall health; we looke the wine
For Caprials, and for Babies; then decline
Our Virgin vowes, with let
Lyaus swell
As
Jordan does in harvest; when if well
Observing the successe, 'tis full of flawes;
Of babling, wrath, of wounds without a cause,
Of Paliardise; and to bring up the reere
The drought after drunkennesse, the afterthirst.
Eluchus turning, with a brand of fire
Invades the
That part of the palate in which the tast remaines.
Cepheline; Full happy thou
Great
Ah'suerus, and could wee but plough
Once with thy Heyfer; if our sanctions were
Like those of
Medes, and
Persians; to deterre,
To seare, to launce, to lop off, this would teach
Vs
Hester also, where we now but reach
To sensuall
The word signifies drinking.
Vasti; but our Lawes neglect,
As Struthions doe their egs, or to be suck'd
By Foxes, Wolves, or trodden day by day,
Among the feet of swine; I, let me say,
Thrice happy
Sweden, maugre all the rage
Of our licentious
Mars; who kept the sage
Temperate feasts, and voyd of excesse.
Nephalia so precisely, clenching such
Fame. Hitherto the speech
Of
Pharamond distinct enough, and plaine,
Was now cut off, abruptly drown'd againe,
By loud and squeling
Claudia; one who late
As stupidly benum'd, as muffled sate,
As merkest midnight, or the quondam sire
Of dying
Ephigenia; but with ire,
Her vaile and precious tresses, (or be bold
To call them braydes, and bendelets of gold,)
Now passionately rending, she replyes,
Claud. 'Tis true indeed, he has of all our eyes
The comfort, the
Collirium, even the breath
Of all our nostrils; so the sons of
Heth
Oppugning, as might even applause infer
Super-superlative: but then, O where
The requisite returne, and what the fruit
Of his travell? all his resolute
Assaults, and
Suddaine inroads and incursions.
Alagarads? 'Buchadnezar
The Babylonian, had for conquering
Tyre,
An
Egypt given him, thou my dearest drad,
Not a
A donative of studed buskins given to souldiers.
Clavarium, how exagited
For truth, and justice; with the daily tort
Of
Sang-reall, Arbutus, Male-effort,
How sore afflicted; Nay with urges more,
When being trump, why yet cut off before
The game were consummate; impell'd away
From such a doore of hope, to be the prey
Of death and darknesse; so deserted is
The splendid, the mellisluous
A river of
Seithia, contaminated by the influx of a bitter riller.
Hypanis,
To Vultures inqui
[...]ations; tufted all
[Page 84]With Negromantick herbes; and by the gaule,
The perbreak of
Exampus, putrified
From all his noblesse; thus I say decry'd,
And like a threed of silver, rippl'd our,
Among the puzzels, the portents, about
Inclement
Caucasus, O flow my teares,
Deep calls to deep, and the most candid eares,
Are deafe with water-spouts; I such as at
The last grand Session, shall with heads elate,
Iudge Men, and Angels; jeer'd as refuse are,
Outed these terrene Chattels, to the bar
Of tyranny convented oft, and slaine
All the day long; alas the while, in vaine (wash
They cleanse their hands, their hearts they bootlesse
With innocence;—
Pharam, But how it is thou rash
Distemper'd woman, here quoth
Pharamond,
(Raising his voice againe, how lately drown'd,
Above her cla
[...]tering sharps;) thou wretch as lame,
In thy deport, thy patience, as thy name;
O how is it I say, thou doest so roare,
So wildly kick like a rebellious Core
Against the pricks? up up thou
Libbard, up,
Reforme thy freckled hide; if Fullers sope,
(Some call it eke
Cym
[...]lian earth,) if this
Wash not eff
[...]ually, take
Herbe-a-gra
[...]e,
In peni
[...]tiall te
[...]res infusing it,
And 'tis enough abstersive; makes as white
As garden-Lilli
[...] Why the righteous here,
Must weather many a bitter storme, and beare
The parching heat, the burthen of the day;
[Page 85]Like
Balsome-trees, and
Larches, must display
Their worth among their wounds; Look as the brave
East-Indie-man, transpierces many a wave
That Bandog-like assayles him; nor declines
His great intendment, for the torrid lines
Malevolence, or doubling such extent
Of many a fore-land, many a prominent,
And tedious cape; till up at length he beare
With
Taprobane, or
Java, taking there
His pretious lading in; such must they be
Here under sayle: And in this worldly sea
If
Serens tempt thee, these with upward faire,
Are downward fish, an interdicted paire,
A wicked miscelane; If perhaps withstood
By tyrannous Whales, who tumble up the flood,
And boyle it like a Cauldron; or else runs
Thy course, through
Burning seavers of
Ca
[...].
Calentures,
The stormy North-east wind,
Acts 27. 24.
Eur
[...]lidons,
Or barking
Scylla's, yet if knowledge steere,
Zeale whistle in thy sayles, thou snugly beare
Shalt up despight of al; invictly stem
The strongest setting tydes; and leaving them,
With the so tedious cape of hope, behind
At length to lee-ward; for a terrene
Ind,
A place of fading merchandise, be fraight
With matchlesse blisse, with an exceeding waight
Of endlesse glory: And our royal
Swede
Exemplifies it, by the triple head
Of
Geryon, with his infinitely more,
And as outragious hands, as heretofore
Briareus boasted of, though long beset;
Yet bearing up into the very gate,
[Page 86]Of al his foes; till lastly from a cloud
Of radiant victories, and trophees, strow'd
Along the world; his spirit curry'd up
To that divine.—
Fame. But here the catadup
Of noyse againe so passes all beliefe,
Chorus. That loe
Cleoritus to blaze griese,
Stent
[...]r his joy; loe how they swel, and stare,
And with their straining shoot as red, as are
The cheeks of
Bacchanals; Nay further eke,
See
Bulbus-head the Boare, how Heyfer-like
He wildly gambols, often howting out
His brutish jollity the while no doubt,
In that same savage note, by woodmen us'd
Among their Deere, but al in a confus'd
Obstreperous medley swallowed; Yonder then,
(For I must slent of this same cha'me again,
With mutes, and vision,) see where
Two Sycophants in chief favour with the Emperor
Ferdinand.
Cremsmunster,
And
Trautmanstorfe, (in nature rigider,
More Giant then in name;) see how they buz,
And croak in
Caesars eare, proscribing thus,
Innumerous innocents; And stil so thwart,
So crosly runne the Dice, I must impart
Vpon another coast, the Turtle true,
Faire
Basilissa, weltering in a dew
Of briny teares; even all her beauteous face,
Besprent with water-gauls; and now alas,
Which irks me deeply, lo she groans and grieves
Herselfe into a swound; Now rede-viu's
In ghastly manner, newly sinkes away,
Is daw'd againe; woe worth the dismall day
[Page 87]That I must leave her thus, for now that old
Sexaginary (lately so befool'd,
To batter down his blood,) with many a band
Chops-in between us; now they make a stand,
And
At first an Engenier under
Wallstein, after by degrees a colonell.
Farenbach, with other Leaders, joyne
In
Phirrick rounds; now with the
Mattachine
In armour jove it; now that fly of court,
Prodigious
First a follower of the count of
Hanaw, after imployed to levy
C
[...]sa
[...]s confiscations.
Ossa, tickling at the sport,
In a deep eglett, of Corinthian Brasse,
Health's it to
Caesar—
Fame. But to touch and passe,
To certifie by sips, and transiently,
Being my sole designe; here passing by
These lusty Lameches, and their gaudy sceane;
Chorus. See yonder also, neer the mantling
Rhe
[...]e,
How while Zelotes, goes about to stave
The
Heydlebourgers tun, as but a wave
In our late shipwrack; see how
Zuffenbeck
The trouper, charges him with many a steek;
While
Grossendorst his brother, interimly
Lyes sucking at the spiget; next mine eye
(No longer trading with so coorse a payre;)
Among enumerous others, far and neere
Pressing for notice, singled has the bright
Illustrious
Clari-dame; and while a cyte
Of abler pens, wil yet supinely sleep,
Fly silly Muse, canst thou not fly? then creep
To do her service; this the royall Queen,
Not broking up a momentany shine,
From Iewellers, and druggests, which at night
Must be put off againe; her red and white,
So deeply set, that doubly they renown
Her to bee radiant, as without, within;
And like the robe, on both sides ful of fine
Discoulour'd needle-work; so
quondam voted
To
Jabins Sisera; yet to be noted
With a blacke cole, such is the partial world,
That while innumerous others, weare the purl'd
Sweet buds of Roses, out alas her head
With woful Willough, Yew, and Cypresse sad,
Is tyraniz'd; I such the sober state
Of flesh and bloud, that al disconsolate,
See how she folds her armes; now looks to heaven,
As crying Lord alas, how was he given
A prey into their teeth? now with a hand
Exactly chambleted, and porselain'd
With white and blew, her pen she does imploie,
To melt
[...] drad, her dearest
Angli-roy,
At the
Ma
[...]-
[...]eu
[...]; yet now againe forbeares,
Because the paper suggish is with tearrs,
And swallowes al impression; now she goes
To yonder Temple, with religious vowes
That she may deprecate our further harme,
And close behind her, many a woful swarme
Of
One of the conclusions of
Lipsich was that both
Calvinists and
Luther
[...], to take away those distinctions kindling so much hatred should joyntly be thus named.
Evangelicals; Now makes a stand,
From several draughts, presented here to
[...] hand,
Choosing his
Ce
[...]otaphiam.—
Fame. I should still
Enlarg me thus, and royallize my q
[...]il
With more of her; but as Celestial newes
Here interposes, may perhaps excuse
[Page 89]My selfe a while; for yonder massie cloud,
Giving such fire, (so doubtlesse) full of lowd,
And bellowing Meteors; loe how from between
The darksome pleyts thereof, a
Cherubin
Now gently stoops, with healing on his wings,
To poor
Panaretus, by severall pangs,
And rigid passions, hewn so lately down
Into the daze of death. The hideous swoon,
Now in a clammy deale of mist and gum,
Was setting both his eyes; an Icye creame,
Remissely floating over all his face,
Implacably protended; froze the pace
His pulse so long had run, and every wheele
Within him, now began to fur, and feel
An earthy dulnesse; when behold (I say,)
The starry leech, has with a fragrant May,
This sad December outed; new has wound
His pulse, and all his Organs up, as sound,
As strong, as high, as ever; So the snake,
His slough, his heckle moults, his ancient beak,
The royall Eagle. After whose recover,
Loe how the glorious post does backward hover,
In boughts, and wind-laces; nay with a poynt
Now made againe, into the fable tent,
From whence his stooping; has entirely dasht
All our clamitants; and all abash'd,
Loe how they trembling stand, and full of fire,
Shot (as it seems) from many a sulph'rous tire
Of the Celestiall Cannon; Which in fine
Or being cloy'd, or moulted else againe
To their first principles; about mine eare,
One comming from the dead, may presuppose
The noblest demonstrations; On with those
Thy scatter'd Elegiacks, do, proceed;
No Dog now moves his tongue, the broken reed,
The poor
Panaretus, in such a glade,
So whist a silence, doubtlesse may perswade
Incomparable Rights, and Exequies,
To
Swedens herse. And heark, how loud he cryes;
How lamentably loud!—
Panar. Alas for him,
Who like a brave
Alcydes, could esteem
It all his blisse, to roame about the world,
Confounding Monsters, buffeting the curld
Presumptuous browes of Tyrants; Why but search
His generall conduct, his victorious march;
And when at
Two Islands in the
Baltrek Sea, neere to
Stralesundt.
Usedoome, Rugen, (two of those
Prodigions quarrels, that
Aegeon chose
Of yore to shoot at heaven,) when there hee drew
His active heat,
Generall of the Imperiall forces in
Pomerland at the King of
Swedens arrivall.
Torquato Conty flew
(Induring not the test,) to suddaine aire;
Nay, daring
Papenheym, Hnlke, Altringer
So great a Master both of Pike and pen,
Nay tyrannous
Tscherclaes, Gallas, Wallensteine
That great
Dictator, shining all how bright,
Yet as inferiour Planets, lost their light
At
Swedens Heliack rising. All their wayes
Were deep and furious, as the north-west Seas,
And full of grisly shapes; of Morses, Whales,
Grim Vnicorns with Adamantine scales;
Aud horrid
Gram-pusses: yet our August
[Page 91]
Adolphus, knew to baffle their so vast
Insidious heat, their knittest practises
To ravell out; Or wherefore name I these?
Since from our present ages height, survey
But that behind thee; search but far away,
Where all the hills, and steeple-tops, are clad
With blewish Land-schap; but where
Elis stood,
(Even at the furthest t'other end of time,)
Or
Troy, or
Sparta; and behold their prime
High-writ Heroes, came no nearer to
His celsitude, then rough-hewen models doe
Their Archetip's; then does the Belgick card
A Lyon fierce, or
Italy compar'd
With a neat timber'd leg. And this the Chiefe,
Whose late decease, (what have I said? come grief,
Come desolation, come,) even whose decease,
Has deeply drench'd us in the wretchednesse
Of many waters; now the bread of tears
Must be our dayly food; our sauce, the jeares
And taunts of them without. Alas alas,
What gloomy tropes, what lamentable dresse
Of severall figures, may declaime our low
Precipitate condition? Now, ô now,
Let squalid
Pisces, and
Aquarius raign;
And all the racks conjoyntly drive amaine,
From south, and south-south-east; making the clung;
The toughest season'd timber, the most strong,
And rankest Marble; or else further yet,
Even flint, and Iron-stone, dissolve and sweat,
Be full of drops and tears; a complement
Yet poore and flat, of far inferiour hint
My heart, my heart, why even the soveraigne
Swede,
The covering
See the Epist. Dedicatory.
HELD, the Lion of the North,
That quintessence of Kings, is batter'd forth
His wondrous conduct. Let the Trumpet rend
It selfe with ghastly groans; the Drum descend,
And languish from his mettel'd ruffe, and roule,
To a dead march;—
Fame. I, quoth the heavenly soule,
The deare
Puella Caelestis.
Amalaswentha by him set,
Nor longer keeping silence.—
Amal, Let, ô let,
Our Volies so consolidately drest
With Muskitads, with many a boysterous brest
Of Colverin, and Cannon, at the stresse
That hils and regions tremble, throughly presse
How deare we held him; so condensly choak
The sky with pillars, curles, and clouds of smoak,
That by producing thunder, may with vast
Outragious cracks, and roarings, on the last
Stretch our obsequious fare-well, to the slain,
Vnparalel'd, undaunted,—
Fame. I and then
Quoth our
P
[...]naretus, as passionately
Here piecing with her.—
Panar. I, and then quoth he,
b Of this hill see fol. 54.
Yee
(a) Phytelburgen ecchoes, neere distraught
With the prodigious noyse; so tenter-out
Your clamorous voices, bounding it in grosse
[Page 93]Vp to the
Graian Alpes, that also those
Your susters there, may with their mighty throats,
Transport it over to the hollow grots,
And browes of
A hill in
Thracia, six miles high.
Hemus; and so taking post
By shady
A hill in
Thesaly.
Pelion, to the forked crest
Of widely sung
Olympus; being still
Thus dictated, I say, from hill to hill;
Our wondrous vollies, at the length may seize
Extended
Taurus, that Metropolis
Of resonancies; and in savage dens,
Deep foggy Cisterns, hollow woods, and glins;
Among unhaunted mossie Rifts, and Rocks,
And ragged precipices; even where flocks,
Nay worlds of shrill promiscuous eccho's, may
So farther thicken, reboat, and bray,
The hideous din; that like a torrent fierce,
Still rushing on, the spacious universe,
From
Inde to frozen
Thuly, with sonore,
And vast expressions, never known before,
Solemnize an interment so repleat,
With hideous consequents.—
Amal. Even a defeat
Replyes
Amalaswenth', so grimly checking,
Nay Mating Millions; Looke as at the breaking
Of some extended broach, or beetle-brow,
From hoary
Caucasus; observe but how
While headlong often grasing here and there,
It rends and furrowes up, both bush, and bryer;
Both branch and blade, imbarking multitudes
In the Mal-heur; thus omniously boades
Our
Swedens expiration; thus, ô thus,
[Page 94]In gulphes of griefe, as broad as bottomelesse,
Implunging infinites. O that the wombe
Had smother'd me before my birth, in dumbe
And silent darknesse; now the glorious face
Of our designe, shall dwindle in disgrace,
And gather blacknesse. Come come, let us fly
My deare
Panaretus; me thinks I see
The Reliques of our butcher'd Saints; as throwen
And exprobately scambl'd up and downe,
As chips at cutting wood.—
Fame, With fell affright,
The Roses in her face, now Lilly white
Beganne to languish, and she startled up
Distractedly; her anker-hold, her hope
Now drove amaine; when loe
Panaretus
In sweet and pretious compellations, thus
Rejoynes with her anew:—
Panar. Bur tell me then,
Shall such a man as I, turne back againe
Leaving the Plough; shall wee that reckon'd are
For beams, and pillars, of the Militar,
And Orthodoxall Church, ignobly swerve,
Moulder, and leave it thus? why but observe,
And he that sowes in rivolets of teares,
Shall after reap in joy; who weeping bears
His precious seed, and thus in season out,
Shall doubtlesse come againe, and with the shout
Of those in harvest, bring with him his sheaves;
Retract, retract I say, ô how it grieves
Me for thy fear, thy fall; collect thy self▪
And let us bravely fink both sirt, and shelf,
[Page 95]Impatience pre-supposing; steeple-deep
In the spring-tide of zeale.—
Fame. Here 'gan she weep,
And chatter like a Crane, hiding her head
In a black Cypresse Wimple; while the sad
Panaretus, pitching his eyes a'spar
Vpon the ground, does intr'imly prefer
A Seane of silence; giving so much line
To recollection, and the discipline,
Of sundry second thoughts; that as the fruit,
The sequell, of this intermitted mute
Parenthesis, from her dejected stoup,
See now at retrive, how she heighthens up,
Gathers, and grows againe; her beamy brow
Late in a Cypresse Lanthorne muffled, now
Shines as of yore; and every principle
Of holinesse, e're-while within her soule,
Remissely drooping; rowses now againe,
And like a Giant wheu refresh'd with wine,
In her so strongly races, raignes so cleare;
That even become as brave and bold, as e're
The wife of
Or
Deb
[...]ra
[...], see Iugd. 4. 4.
Lapydoth, her fiery zeale
Thus vents it selfe.—
One bound up in Seare-cloth, like the staffe of a torch, and in other such materials, stifned with wax, and fired at the bottome with brush and dry twigs: in Latin
Sarmenta.
Amal. O how doe we reveale
Our sexes many weaknesses, and wounds;
Yet so the good
Samaritan infunds
His soveraigne Wine, and Oyle; that now, goe to,
Bring forth the rods, the beasts, the wheeles, I do;
Now seare, and cut, and kill; let me be made
A lighted torch, a
Sarmentarian sad,
At
Rome night-revells; doe doe, string your whips
[Page 96]With Scorpions, Asps, or somewhat that out strips
Their venome far; I, bring the fury-full
Busirian horses, the
Per
[...]llan Bull,
Or exquisiter torments, yet my trust,
My treasure there is laid, where neither rust,
Nor moth, nor theife, nor tyrant,
Panar. Glorious dame,
Virago-royall: the diviner flame
That on thee so much fortitude confers,
Establish it relentlesse, as the bars
Of an imperiall Palace; never time
More pressing then the present, of so grim,
Precipitate condition; And awake
Thou right hand of the Lord, up up, and take
Thy former strength againe; why do'st not thou
Turne
Moab to thy wash-pot? cast thy shooe
Out over
Edom? Fast their Princes make
In links of Iron; and their Nobles break
Like to the Po
[...]trs vessell▪ Vp
I
[...]ay,
And bare thine arme againe, as in the day
Of
z
[...] and
Or
[...], o
[...] of those that had
Their punishment at
En
[...]or, and were made
Like dung upon the earth; Was it not thou?
Of yore by whom the
H
[...]sits, even a few
Derided silly
Hu
[...] in the
B
[...] signifies a Goo
[...].
Geese, (though in their head
But a blind
ziska; baffled so the spread
Presumptuous Eagle, and her severall young,
How sharp their poun
[...]s▪ and another strong
Assertion of thy valiance, was it not
Thy dexterous managing our pike, and shot,
That when the spanish
Charles, was lately growne
[Page 97]So high and supercilious, melted down
His pertinacy, worsting him to flye
In raine, and darknesse, precipitiously
Among the ragged mountains? take ô take
Thy former strength againe, awake awake,
And buske thy selfe to battayle; thou alone
Maugre his furious brand, hast lately slaine
The gyant
Count of
Tylle Lieut. Generall to the Duke of
[...]varia.
Tscherclaes; and 'twas thou that did'st
That
Rodomont the
The Ducall title of
Walstein.
Fridlander, amidst
His iron men defeat; ô shew thy power,
Thou art our fort, our moat, our countermure,
Our totall confidence;—
Fame. But halloe, here
The deaff'ning tempest, does againe so reare
It selfe, in monstrous pillars interwound;
A thousand Drums (
d) pirading, might be drown'd
c A setting the watch, an uniting of many companies into an entire gross.
And swallowed in't; I, such the noyse, so fell,
As tozes all the Welkin, makes it boyle,
Like Oyntment in a pot; What shall I say,
Alas my wings so palpably decay,
So fiercely ruffled are, and ravel'd out,
In the combustion, that I much misdoubt
Some crosse Catastrophe; and by fine force
If beaten from my pitch, shall but disperse,
For a redundant, Elephantine book,
These petty fragments; ô, the furious shock,
The horrible disgust! Farewell, farewell;
My perspectives, my wings, are with so fell
Distraction tugg'd and wearied; all my dresse,
So puzzl'd is, and shatter'd, with the stresse
To weather out the worke, I here submit:
Descending back, to prompt the bustling brothers,
Nat' Butter, Gallo-belgicus, and others.