IDENTLINE$$ F153C09|Har|Luttrell|ff. 50-4|Original EWS 6-18-85 153.C09.0HE Obsequies Vpon the L: Harrington the last that dyed. 153.C09.001 Faire Soule, w%5ch%6 wast not only, as all soules bee [f. 50] 153.C09.002 Then when thou wert infused, harmonye, 153.C09.003 But didst continew soe & now dost beare 153.C09.004 A part in gods great Organ, this whole sphere, 153.C09.005 If looking vp to heauen or downe to vs 153.C09.006 Thou findst that any way is pervious [f. 50v] 153.C09.007 Twixt heauon & earth, & that mens actions doe 153.C09.008 Come to your knowledge & affections too 153.C09.009 See, & with ioy me to that good degree 153.C09.010 Of goodnesse growne, y%5t%6 I can study thee, 153.C09.011 And by those meditations refind>refin'd 153.C09.012 Can vnapparell & enlarge my minde 153.C09.013 And so can make by this soft extasye 153.C09.014 This place a Mapp of heauen, myselfe of Thee. 153.C09.015 Thou seest me heere at Midnight. now all rest 153.C09.016 Times dead low water when all minds deuest 153.C09.017 To morrowes businesse, when the labourers haue 153.C09.018 Such rest in bed that their last Churchyard graue 153.C09.019 Subiect to change, will scarce be a Type of this; 153.C09.020 Now when the Clyent whose last hearing is 153.C09.021 To morrow, sleepes; when the condemned man 153.C09.022 (who when he opes his eyes must shutt them than 153.C09.023 Againe by death) although sadd watch he keepe 153.C09.024 Doth practise dying by a little sleepe. 153.C09.025 Thou at this Midnight see'st mee & assoone 153.C09.026 As that %1Sunne%2 rises to me (midnights noone) 153.C09.027 All the world growes transparent, & I see 153.C09.028 Through all both Church & State in seeing thee. 153.C09.029 And I discerne by favour of this Light 153.C09.030 Myselfe, the hardest Obiect of the sight. 153.C09.031 God is the glasse. As thou when thou dost see 153.C09.032 Him who sees all, seest all concerning thee, 153.C09.033 So, yet vnglorifyd, I comprehend 153.C09.034 All, in those mirrours of thy way & End, 153.C09.035 Though God be truly our Glasse through which we see 153.C09.036 All, since the beeing of all thinges is hee, 153.C09.037 Yet are the Trunkes, which do to vs deriue 153.C09.038 Thinges in proportion fitt by perspectiue [cw:deeds of] 153.C09.039 Deeds of good men. for by there beeing heere [f. 51] 153.C09.040 Virtues, indeed remote, seeme to be neere./ 153.C09.041 But where can I affirme, or where arrest 153.C09.042 My thoughts on his deeds? Which shall I call best? 153.C09.043 for fluid virtue cannot be lookt on 153.C09.044 Nor can endure a Contemplation. 153.C09.045 As bodyes change, & as I do not weare 153.C09.046 Those spiritts, humors, bloud, I did last yeare: 153.C09.047 And as if on a streame I fix mine eye 153.C09.048 That drop on which I lookd is presently 153.C09.049 Pusht with more waters from my sight & gonne 153.C09.050 So in this sea of virtues can no one 153.C09.051 Be insisted on: Virtues as riuers passe 153.C09.052 Yet still remaines that virtuous man there was. 153.C09.053 And as if man feed on mans flesh, (& soe 153.C09.054 Part of his bodye to another %Ygoe%Z owe) 153.C09.055 Yet at the last two perfect bodyes rise 153.C09.056 Because god knowes where euery Atome lyes: 153.C09.057 So if one knowledge were made of all those 153.C09.058 who knew his minutes well, Hee might dispose 153.C09.059 His virtues into names & rankes, but I 153.C09.060 should iniure Nature, virtue, Destinye, 153.C09.061 should I diuide & discontinew so 153.C09.062 Virtue which did in one entirenesse grow. 153.C09.063 For as he that should say spiritts are fram'd 153.C09.064 Of all the purest parts that can be nam'd, 153.C09.065 Honours not spiritts halfe so much as hee 153.C09.066 Who sayes they haue /no/ parts, but simple bee; 153.C09.067 So is't of virtue; for a point, & one, 153.C09.068 Are much entirer then a Million. 153.C09.069 And had fate meant t'haue had his virtues told 153.C09.070 It would haue lett him liue to haue beene old, 153.C09.071 So, then that virtue in season, & then this 153.C09.072 We might haue seene, & said that now he is 153.C09.073 witty, now wise, now temperate, now iust, [f. 51v] 153.C09.074 In good short liues virtues are faine to thrust 153.C09.075 And to be sure betime to gett a place, 153.C09.076 When they would exercise, want roone>roome & space. 153.C09.077 So was it in this person, forc'd to bee 153.C09.078 for want of time his owne epitome, 153.C09.079 So to exhibit, in few yeares, as much 153.C09.080 As all the long-breath'd Chronicles can touch. 153.C09.081 As when an Angell downe from heauen doth flye 153.C09.082 Our quicke thought can not keepe him companye 153.C09.083 Wee cannot thinke, now hee is at the Sunne 153.C09.084 now through the moone, now through the ayre doth runne 153.C09.085 Yet, when hee's come, we know he did repaire 153.C09.086 To all 'twixt heauen & earth, sunne, moone, & ayre. 153.C09.087 And as this Angell in an instant knowes 153.C09.088 And yet we know this suddaine knowledge growes 153.C09.089 By quicke amassing seuerall shapes of thinges 153.C09.090 which he successiuely to order bringes 153.C09.091 when they whose slow-pac'd lame thoughts can%Mot goe 153.C09.092 So fast as he, thinke y%5t%6 he can%Mot soe. 153.C09.093 Iust as a perfect reader, doth not dwell 153.C09.094 On euery syllable, nor stay to spell 153.C09.095 Yet without doubt he doth distinctly see 153.C09.096 And lay together euery A and B; 153.C09.097 So in short liu'd good men's not vnderstood 153.C09.098 Each seuerall virtue, but the compound good; 153.C09.099 for they all virtues paths in that pace tread 153.C09.100 As Angells goe & know, and as men reade. 153.C09.101 O%C why should then these men, these lumpes of balme 153.C09.102 sent hither this worlds tempest to becalme 153.C09.103 Before by deedes they are diffus'd & spread 153.C09.104 And so make vs aliue, themselues be dead? 153.C09.105 O%C Soule, O Circle, why so quickly bee 153.C09.106 Thy Ends, thy birth, thy death, clos'd vp in thee? 153.C09.107 Since one foote of thy Compasse still was plac'd 153.C09.108 In heauen, the other might securely haue pac'd [cw:In the] 153.C09.109 In the most large extent, through euery path [f. 52] 153.C09.110 That the whole world, or man the 'Abridgment, hath. 153.C09.111 Thou knowst that though the Tropique Circles haue 153.C09.112 (yea & those small ones which the Poles engraue) 153.C09.113 All, the same roundnesse, Euennesse, & all 153.C09.114 The Endlesnesse of th'Equinoctiall: 153.C09.115 yet when we come to measure distances 153.C09.116 How heere, how there the Sunne affected is 153.C09.117 Where he doth faintly worke, & where prevaile 153.C09.118 Only great Circles then, can be our scale. 153.C09.119 So though thy Circle to thy selfe expresse 153.C09.120 All tending to thy endlesse happines 153.C09.121 And wee by our good vse of it may try 153.C09.122 Both how to liue well yong, & how to dye, 153.C09.123 Yet, since we must be old, & age endures 153.C09.124 His Torrid zone at Court, & Calentures 153.C09.125 Of hott ambitions, irreligious Ice 153.C09.126 Zeales agues, & hydropicke auarice 153.C09.127 Infirmities which need the scale of truth 153.C09.128 As well as lust & ignorance of youth, 153.C09.129 why didst thou not for these giue med'cine too 153.C09.130 And by thy doing, sett vs what to doe? 153.C09.131 Though, as small pockett clockes whose euery wheele 153.C09.132 Doth each mis-motion & distemper feele 153.C09.133 Whose handes gett shaking palsyes, & whose string 153.C09.134 (his sinewes) slacken, & whose soule, the springe, 153.C09.135 Expires or lauguishes>languishes, whose pulse, the fly, 153.C09.136 Either beates not, or beates vneuenlye, 153.C09.137 Whose voyce, the bell, doth rattle or grow dumbe 153.C09.138 Or idle, as mens who to their last houre come; 153.C09.139 If these clockes be not wound, or be wound still 153.C09.140 Or bee not sett, or sett at euery will: 153.C09.141 So youth be easiest to destruction 153.C09.142 If, then, we follow all, or follow none: 153.C09.143 Yet as in great Clocks which in steeples chime 153.C09.144 Plac'd to informe whole Tounes t'employ their time 153.C09.145 An Error doth more harme beeing generall [f. 52v] 153.C09.146 when small clockes faults only on the wearers fall: 153.C09.147 So worke the faults of Age, on which the Eye 153.C09.148 of children, servants, or the state, relye. 153.C09.149 Why wouldst not thou then w%5ch%6 hadst such a soule 153.C09.150 A clocke so true, as might the sun controle, 153.C09.151 And dayly hadst from him who gaue it thee 153.C09.152 Instructions, such as neuer yet could bee 153.C09.153 Disordred, stay heere, as a generall 153.C09.154 And great Sun-dyall to haue sett vs all? 153.C09.155 O%C why wouldst thou be any instrument 153.C09.156 To this vnnaturall course? or why consent 153.C09.157 To this, not miracle, but Prodigye 153.C09.158 That (where the ebbs longer then flowings bee) 153.C09.159 Virtue, whose floud did with thy youth beginne 153.C09.160 should so much faster ebbe out then flow in? 153.C09.161 Though her floud were blowne in by %Yhe%Z thy first breath 153.C09.162 All is at once sunke in the whirlepoole, Death. 153.C09.163 Which word I would not name but y%5t%6 I see 153.C09.164 Death, else a Desart, growne a Court by thee. 153.C09.165 Now I am sure that if a man would haue 153.C09.166 Good companye, his entry is a Graue. 153.C09.167 Me thinkes all Cittyes now but Ant-hills bee 153.C09.168 Where when the seuerall labourers I see 153.C09.169 for house, prouision, children, taking paine 153.C09.170 Th'are all but Ants, carrying eggs, straw or graine. 153.C09.171 And Churchyardes are our %Ybut%Z Cittyes, vnto which 153.C09.172 The most repayre which are in goodnes rich. 153.C09.173 There is the best concurse & confluence 153.C09.174 There are the holy Suburbes, & from thence 153.C09.175 Beginnes gods citty new Ierusalem 153.C09.176 Which doth extend her vtmost gates to them. 153.C09.177 At that gate, then, triumphant Soule dost thou 153.C09.178 Begin thy Triumph: but since Lawes allow 153.C09.179 That at the Triumph day the people may 153.C09.180 All that they will 'gainst the Triumpher say [cw:lett me] 153.C09.181 lett me heere vse that freedome & expresse [f. 53] 153.C09.182 my greefe, though not to make thy Triumph lesse. 153.C09.183 By law to Triumph none admitted bee 153.C09.184 Till they as magistrates gett victorye, 153.C09.185 Though, then, to thy force, all youths foes did yeald 153.C09.186 Yet till fitt time had brought thee to that feild 153.C09.187 To which thy ranke in this state destin'd thee 153.C09.188 That there thy Counsells might gett victorye 153.C09.189 And so, in y%5t%6 Capacitye, remoue 153.C09.190 All Iealouslies 'twixt Prince & subiects Loue 153.C09.191 Thou shouldst no title to thy Triumph haue 153.C09.192 Thou didst intrude on Death, vsurpe a graue. 153.C09.193 Then (though victoriously) th'hadst fought as yet 153.C09.194 But with thine owne Affections, with the heate 153.C09.195 of youths desires, & colds of Ignorance: 153.C09.196 But till thou shouldst successiuely advance 153.C09.197 Thine Armes 'gainst forraigne Enemies, w%5ch%6 are 153.C09.198 Both Enuy & Acclamations popular 153.C09.199 (for both these engines equally defeate 153.C09.200 though by a diuerse mine those y%5t%6 are great) 153.C09.201 Till then, thy warre was but a Ciuill warre 153.C09.202 for which to triumph none admitted are. 153.C09.203 No more are they %Y(%Zwho (though w%5th%6 good successe) 153.C09.204 In a defensiue warre their power exp%5r%6sse. 153.C09.205 Before men Triumph, the dominion 153.C09.206 must be enlarg'd, & not p%5r%6seru'd alone. 153.C09.207 Why shouldst thou then (whose battells were to winne 153.C09.208 Thyselfe from those straights nature putt thee in 153.C09.209 And to deliuer vp to God y%5t%6 state 153.C09.210 of which he gaue thee the Vicariate 153.C09.211 Which is thy Soule & bodye, as entire 153.C09.212 As he, who takes endeuours, doth require, 153.C09.213 But didst not stay to enlarge his kingdome too 153.C09.214 By making others what thou didst, to doe) 153.C09.215 why shouldst thou truimph now, when heauen no more [f. 53v] 153.C09.216 hath gott by getting thee then't had before? 153.C09.217 For heauen & thou euen when thou liuedst heere 153.C09.218 of one another in possession were. 153.C09.219 But this from Triumpn most disables thee 153.C09.220 That that place which is conquered, must bee 153.C09.221 left safe from present warre & likely doubt 153.C09.222 Of im%Minent com%Motions to breake out. 153.C09.223 And hath he left vs so? Or can it bee, 153.C09.224 His Territory was no more but Hee? 153.C09.225 No: we are all his charge, the %Yhis%Z Diocesse 153.C09.226 Of euery Exemplar man, the whole world is. 153.C09.227 And he was ioyned in Com%Mission 153.C09.228 With tutelar Angells sent to euery one./ 153.C09.229 But though their freedome to vpbraid & chide 153.C09.230 Him who triumphd, were lawfull, it was ty'd 153.C09.231 With this, that it might neuer reference haue 153.C09.232 Vnto the Senate who the Triumph gaue. 153.C09.233 Men might at Pompey iest, but they might not 153.C09.234 At that Authoritye, by which he gott 153.C09.235 Leaue to triumph before by Age he might. 153.C09.236 So, though, (Triumphant Soule) I dare to write 153.C09.237 (Moou'd with a reuerentiall anger) thus 153.C09.238 That thou so early wouldst abandon vs, 153.C09.239 Yet am I farre from daring to dispute 153.C09.240 With that great Soueraignety whose absolute 153.C09.241 Prerogatiue hath thus dispenc'd with thee 153.C09.242 'Gaynst Natures lawes which iust impugners bee 153.C09.243 of earthly triumphs. And I, (though with paine) 153.C09.244 Lessen our losse to magnifye thy gaine 153.C09.245 Of Triumph, when I say it was more fitt 153.C09.246 That all men should lack thee, then thou lack it. 153.C09.247 Though then in o%5r%6 times bee not suffered 153.C09.248 That testimony of loue vnto the dead [cw:To dye] 153.C09.249 To dye with them, & in their graues be hidd [f. 54] 153.C09.250 As Saxon wiues & French Soldurii did: 153.C09.251 And though in no degree I can expresse 153.C09.252 Greefe in great Alexanders great excesse 153.C09.253 Who at his freinds death made whole Townes deuest 153.C09.254 Their walls & bulwarks that became them best, 153.C09.255 Doe not, faire Soule, this sacrifice refuse 153.C09.256 That in thy graue I doe interre my Muse 153.C09.257 Which by my greife, great as thy worth, beeing cast 153.C09.258 Behind hand; yet hath spoke, & spoke her Last. 153.C09.0SS om 153.C09.$$ Has letter. L. 81 indented 5 spaces; l. 105, 4 spaces; ll. 257-8, 5 spaces