IDENTLINE$$ F153SP1|Har|49.B.43|Ff. 116v-22|EWS Original 6-5-86 153.SP1.0HE %1obsequies%2 to the Lord Harrington, broth%5r%6 to the Countess of Bedford. 153.SP1.001 ffaire soule w%5ch%6 was not only as all soules be, [f. 117v] 153.SP1.002 Then, when thou was infusd, harmony, 153.SP1.003 But didst continew so, and now dost beare 153.SP1.004 A part, in Gods great organ, this whole spheare, 153.SP1.005 If looking vp to God; or downe to vs, 153.SP1.006 Thou finde that any way is pervious 153.SP1.007 Twixt heauen and earth, and that mans Acco%Mns doe 153.SP1.008 Come to yo%5r%6 knowledge, and affections too, 153.SP1.009 See, and w%5th%6 joy, me, to that good degree [cw: of] 153.SP1.010 Of goodnes growen, that I can study thee; [f. 118] 153.SP1.011 And by those meditaco%Mns refind 153.SP1.012 Can vnaparrell, and enlarge my minde, 153.SP1.013 And so can make by this soft extasie 153.SP1.014 This place a mapp of Heaven, myself of thee; 153.SP1.015 Thou seest me here at midnight, now all rest, 153.SP1.016 Times dead-lowe water, when all minds devest 153.SP1.017 To morrowes business; when the laborers haue 153.SP1.018 Such rest in bed, that their last churchyard graue, 153.SP1.019 Subject to change, will scarce be a Tipe of this, 153.SP1.020 Now when the clyent, whose last hearing is 153.SP1.021 To morrow, sleepes, when the condemnd man 153.SP1.022 (who when he opes his eyes, must shut them than 153.SP1.023 Againe by death) although sad watch he keepe, 153.SP1.024 doth practice dying by a little sleepe, 153.SP1.025 Thou at this midnight seest me, and as soone 153.SP1.026 As that Sunne rises to me, midnight is noone, 153.SP1.027 All the world growes transparent, and I see 153.SP1.028 Through all, both church and state, in seeing thee. 153.SP1.029 And I discerne by fauor of this light 153.SP1.030 My self, the hardest object of the sight. 153.SP1.031 God is the glass; As thou, when thou dost see 153.SP1.032 Him, who sees all, seest all concerning thee, [cw: Soe] 153.SP1.033 So yett, vnglorified I comprehend [f. 118v] 153.SP1.034 All, in theis mirrors of thy waies, and end. 153.SP1.035 Though God be truly our glass, through w%5ch%6 we see 153.SP1.036 All, since the beginning of all things is he, 153.SP1.037 Yett are the trunches w%5ch%6 doe to vs derive 153.SP1.038 Thinges, in proporco%Mn fitt, by perspectiue, 153.SP1.039 Deeds of good men; for by their living here 153.SP1.040 Vertues indeed remote, seeme to be neere; 153.SP1.041 But where can I affirme, or where arrest 153.SP1.042 My thoughts on his deeds; w%5ch%6 shall I call best? 153.SP1.043 ffor fluid vertue, cannot be looked on 153.SP1.044 Nor can endure a contemplation. 153.SP1.045 As bodies change, and as I doe not weare 153.SP1.046 Those spiritts, Humors, blood, I did last yeare; 153.SP1.047 And, as if on a streame, I fixe myne eye, 153.SP1.048 That dropp, w%5ch%6 I lookd on, is presently 153.SP1.049 Pusht w%5th%6 more waters, from my sight, and gone, 153.SP1.050 So in this Sea of vertues, can noe one 153.SP1.051 Be insisted on, virtues, as Rivers pass, 153.SP1.052 Yett still remaines, that vertuous man there was. 153.SP1.053 And, as if man feed on mans flesh, and soe 153.SP1.054 Parte of his body to an other owe. [cw: Yett] 153.SP1.055 Yett at the last, two perfect bodies rise, [f. 119] 153.SP1.056 Because god knowes, where every Atome lies, 153.SP1.057 So, if one knowledge were made of all those 153.SP1.058 Who knew his minutes well, he might dispose 153.SP1.059 His vertues into names, and ranks; but I 153.SP1.060 Should injure nature, vertue, and desteny, 153.SP1.061 Should I deuide, and discontinue soe 153.SP1.062 Vertue, w%5ch%6 did in one entirenes grow. 153.SP1.063 ffor as he that would say, spiritts are framd, 153.SP1.064 Of all the purest parts, that can be namd, 153.SP1.065 Honors not spiritts half soe much as he 153.SP1.066 W%5ch%6 saies, they haue noe parts, but simple be, 153.SP1.067 So ist of vertue, for a pointe and one 153.SP1.068 Are much entirer, then a millione. 153.SP1.069 And had fate ment to haue his vertues told 153.SP1.070 It would haue lett him live, to haue been old. 153.SP1.071 So then that vertue in season, and then this 153.SP1.072 We might haue seene, and said, that now he is 153.SP1.073 Witty, now wise, now temperate, now iust; 153.SP1.074 In good short lives, vertues are faine to thrust, 153.SP1.075 And to be sure, betimes to gett a place, 153.SP1.076 When they would encrease, lacke tyme, and space. [cw: Soe] 153.SP1.077 Soe was it in this person, forcd to be [f. 119v] 153.SP1.078 ffor lacke tyme, his owne Epitomee: 153.SP1.079 So to exhibitt in few yeares as much 153.SP1.080 As all the long-breathd chronicles can touch. 153.SP1.081 As when an Angell downe from heaven doth flye, 153.SP1.082 Our quicke thought cannott keepe him company 153.SP1.083 We cannott thinke, now he is at the Sunne, 153.SP1.084 Now through the Moone, now he through thaire doth runn; 153.SP1.085 Yett when he is come, we know, he did repaire 153.SP1.086 To all twixt heaven, and earth, Sunne, Moone, & aire, 153.SP1.087 And as this angell, in an instant knowes 153.SP1.088 And yett we know, this sodeine knowledge growes 153.SP1.089 By quick amasing severall formes of thinges, 153.SP1.090 W%5ch%6 he successively to order bringes, 153.SP1.091 When they, whose slow-pacd lame thoughts cannot goe 153.SP1.092 So fast as he thinke that doth not soe: 153.SP1.093 Iust as a perfect reader doth not dwell 153.SP1.094 On every sillable, nor stay to spell, 153.SP1.095 Yett without doubt he doth %Yhe doth%Z distinctly see 153.SP1.096 And lay togeather every A, and B, 153.SP1.097 So in short liud good men, is not vnderstood 153.SP1.098 Each severall vertue, but the compound good; [cw: ffor] 153.SP1.099 ffor why, all vertues pathes, in that pace tread [f. 120] 153.SP1.100 As angells goe, and know, and as men read. 153.SP1.101 O why should then theis men, theis lumps of balme, 153.SP1.102 Sent hither, this worlds tempest to becalme 153.SP1.103 Before by deeds, they are diffusd, and spred 153.SP1.104 And soe make vs alive, themselues be dead? 153.SP1.105 O Soule, O Circle, why soe quickly be 153.SP1.106 Thy ends, thy birth, and death closd vp in thee? 153.SP1.107 Since one foote of thy compass still was placd 153.SP1.108 In Heaven, thother might securely haue pacd 153.SP1.109 In the most large extent, through euery path 153.SP1.110 W%5ch%6 the whole world, or man, thabridgment hath? 153.SP1.111 Thou knewst that though the Tropique Circles haue 153.SP1.112 (Yea, and those small ones, w%5ch%6 the Poles engrave) 153.SP1.113 All the same roundnes, evennes, and all 153.SP1.114 The endlesnes of the equenoctiall, 153.SP1.115 Yett when we come to measure distancs, 153.SP1.116 How here, how there, the Sunne affected is, 153.SP1.117 When he doth faintly worke, and when prevaile, 153.SP1.118 Only great Circles, then can be our scale; 153.SP1.119 So though thy Circle to thyself express 153.SP1.120 All tending to their endless happines, 153.SP1.121 And we, by our good vse of that, may trie, [cw: Both] 153.SP1.122 Both how to live well young, and how to die, [f. 120v] 153.SP1.123 Yett since we must be old, and age endures 153.SP1.124 His Torrid zone at Courte, and Calenture 153.SP1.125 Of hott ambitions Irreligions Ice, 153.SP1.126 Zeales Agues, and Hid%5r%6optique avarice, 153.SP1.127 Infermities, w%5ch%6 need the scale of truith, 153.SP1.128 As well as lust, and ignorance of youth. 153.SP1.129 Why didst thou not for those give medecines too, 153.SP1.130 And by thy doing tell vs what to doe? 153.SP1.131 Though as small pockett clocks, whose every wheele 153.SP1.132 Doth each mismotion, and distemper feele, 153.SP1.133 Whose hand getts shaking palsies and whose stringe 153.SP1.134 His sinewes, slackens; And whose soule, the springe 153.SP1.135 Expires, or languishes, whose pulse the flie 153.SP1.136 Either beats not or beats vnevenly, 153.SP1.137 Whose voice the bell doth rattle, or grow dombe, 153.SP1.138 Or Idle, as men, w%5ch%6 to their last houres come; 153.SP1.139 If their clocks be not wound, or wound still 153.SP1.140 Or be not sett, or sett at every will, 153.SP1.141 So youth is easiest to destruction, 153.SP1.142 If then we follow all, or follow none. 153.SP1.143 Yett as in great clocks, w%5ch%6 in steeples chime, [cw:Placd] 153.SP1.144 Placd to informe whole townes, to imploy their tyme; [f. 121] 153.SP1.145 An error doth more harme, being Generall; 153.SP1.146 When small clocks faults, only on the wearer fall; 153.SP1.147 Soe worke the faults of age, on w%5ch%6 the eye 153.SP1.148 Of Children, Servaunts, or the state relye. 153.SP1.149 Why wouldst thou then, w%5ch%6 hadst such a soule, 153.SP1.150 A Clock soe true, as might the Sunne controule, 153.SP1.151 And daily hadst from him, who gaue it thee 153.SP1.152 Instructions, such as it could never be 153.SP1.153 Disorderd, stay here, as a gennerall 153.SP1.154 And great Sun-diall, to haue sett vs all? 153.SP1.155 O why wouldst thou be any instrument 153.SP1.156 To this vnnaturall course, or why consent 153.SP1.157 To this, not miracle, but prodigee 153.SP1.158 That where the ebs, longer then flowings be, 153.SP1.159 Vertue, whose flood were blowen in by thy first breath, 153.SP1.160 om 153.SP1.161 om 153.SP1.162 All is at once suncke in the whirlepoole death. 153.SP1.163 W%5ch%6 word I would not name, but that I see 153.SP1.164 Death, else a desarte, is a Courte by thee. 153.SP1.165 Now I grow sure, that if a man would haue 153.SP1.166 Good Company his entry is a graue. 153.SP1.167 Me thinkes all Citties, now but Anthills be, 153.SP1.168 Where when the seuerall laborers I see, 153.SP1.169 ffor children, house, provico%Mn takinge paine, [cw: They] 153.SP1.170 They are all but ants, carrying eggs, straw, & graine. [f. 121v] 153.SP1.171 And Churchyardes are our Citties, vnto w%5ch%6 153.SP1.172 The most repaire, that are in goodnes rich; 153.SP1.173 There is the best Concourse, and confluence; 153.SP1.174 There are the holy subberbs, and from thence 153.SP1.175 Begins Gods Citty, new Ierusalem, 153.SP1.176 W%5ch%6 doth extend her vtmost gates to them. 153.SP1.177 At that gate then tryumphant soule, dost thou 153.SP1.178 Begin thy Tryumph. But since lawes allowe 153.SP1.179 That at the tryumph day the people may 153.SP1.180 All that they will gainst the Tryumpher say, 153.SP1.181 Lett me here vse that freedome, and express 153.SP1.182 My greif, though not to make thy tryumph less. 153.SP1.183 By lawe to tryumphs none admitted be, 153.SP1.184 Till they, as Mag%Yr%Zistrates gott victorie; 153.SP1.185 Though then to thy force, all youths foes did yeild, 153.SP1.186 Yett till fitt tyme had brought thee to that feild, 153.SP1.187 To w%5ch%6 thy rancke in this state destind thee, 153.SP1.188 That there thy counsaile might gett victory, 153.SP1.189 And so in that capacity remove 153.SP1.190 All Iellosies, twixt Prince, and subjects loue, 153.SP1.191 Thou couldst noe title to this tryumph haue, 153.SP1.192 Thou didst intrude on death, vsurpdst a graue. 153.SP1.193 Tha%M (though victoriously) thou hadst fought as yett [cw: But] 153.SP1.194 But with thine owne affecco%Mns, w%5ch%6 the heate [f. 122] 153.SP1.195 Of youthes desires, and colds of ignorance, 153.SP1.196 But till thou shouldst succesfully advance 153.SP1.197 Thine armes gainst foraigne enemies, w%5ch%6 are 153.SP1.198 Both envy, and acclamations popular, 153.SP1.199 (for both theis engines equally defeate 153.SP1.200 Though by a divers Mine, those w%5ch%6 are great) 153.SP1.201 Till then thy warr, Was but a civill warr 153.SP1.202 for w%5ch%6 to tryumph, none admitted are. 153.SP1.203 No more are they, who though w%5th%6 good successe 153.SP1.204 In a defensive warr their power express. 153.SP1.205 Before men tryumph the dominion 153.SP1.206 Must be enlarged, and not preservd alone. 153.SP1.207 Why shouldst thou then, whose battailes were, to winne 153.SP1.208 Thy self, from those straites nature put thee in 153.SP1.209 And to deliver vp to god, that state, 153.SP1.210 Of w%5ch%6 he gaue thee, the vicariate 153.SP1.211 (w%5ch%6 is thy soule and body) as intire 153.SP1.212 As he, who takes endeavors, doth require, 153.SP1.213 But didst not stay, to enlarge his kingdom too, 153.SP1.214 By making others, what thou didst, to doe; 153.SP1.215 Why shouldst thou tryumph now, when Heaven no more 153.SP1.216 Hath gott, by getting thee, thent had before? [cw: ffor] 153.SP1.217 ffor heaven, and thou, even when thou livedst here, [f. 122v] 153.SP1.218 Of one another in posscssion were. 153.SP1.219 But this from tryumph most disables thee, 153.SP1.220 That that place w%5ch%6 is conquered, must be 153.SP1.221 Left saif from present warr, and likely doubt 153.SP1.222 Of emminent commotions to breake out. 153.SP1.223 And hath he left vs soe? or can it be 153.SP1.224 His Territory was noe more but he? 153.SP1.225 No, we were all his charge, The diocis 153.SP1.226 Of every Exemplar man; the whole world is. 153.SP1.227 And he was joyned in commission 153.SP1.228 W%5th%6 Tutelar angells, sent to every one. 153.SP1.229 But though this freedome to vpbraid, and chide 153.SP1.230 Him, whom tryumphd, were lawfull, it was tide 153.SP1.231 W%5th%6 this, that it might never reference haue 153.SP1.232 Vnto the Senate, who this tryumph gaue. 153.SP1.233 Men might at Pompey jest, but they might not 153.SP1.234 At that Authority, by w%5ch%6 he gott 153.SP1.235 Leaue to tryumph, before by age he might 153.SP1.236 So though tryumphant soule, I dare not write 153.SP1.237 Moued w%5th%6 a reverentiall anger, thus 153.SP1.238 That thou soe early wouldst abandon vs; 153.SP1.239 Yett am I farr from daring to dispute 153.SP1.240 W%5th%6 that great Soveraignity, whose absolute [cw: Pre] 153.SP1.241 Prerogative hath thus dispensd for thee, [f. 123] 153.SP1.242 Gainst natures lawes, w%5ch%6 iust impugners be. 153.SP1.243 Of early Tryumphs. And, I, though w%5th%6 paine 153.SP1.244 Lessen our loss, to magnify thy gaine 153.SP1.245 Of Tryumph, when I say, it was more fitt 153.SP1.246 That all men should lacke thee, then thou lacke it. 153.SP1.247 Though then in our time, be not suffred 153.SP1.248 That testimony of loue, vnto the dead 153.SP1.249 To die w%5th%6 them, and in their graues be hid, 153.SP1.250 As Saxon wives, and french soldurij did, 153.SP1.251 And though in noe degree, I can express 153.SP1.252 Greif, in great Allexanders greate excess, 153.SP1.253 Who at his freinds death, made whole towne devest 153.SP1.254 Their walls, and bulwarks w%5ch%6 became them best; 153.SP1.255 Doe not, faire soule, this sacrifice refuse, 153.SP1.256 That in thy grave I doe enter my muse; 153.SP1.257 Who by my greif, great as thy worth, being cast 153.SP1.258 Behinde hand, yett hath spoke, and spoke her last. 153.SP1.0SS Whirlwind flourish 153.SP1.0$$ Possible copytext