Now, for the bitter sighing of the poor, The Lord hath said, I will no more forbear The wicked's kingdom to invade and scour, And set at large the men restrain'd in fear. And sure the word of God is pure and fine, And in the trial never loseth weight; Like noble gold, which, since it left the mine, Hath seven times pass'd through the fiery strait. And now thou wilt not first thy word forsake, Nor yet the righteous man that leans thereto; But wilt his safe protection undertake, In spite of all their force and wiles can do. And time it is, O Lord, thou didst draw nigh; The wicked daily do enlarge their bands; And that which makes them follow ill a vie, Rule is betaken to unworthy hands. The life of man is threescore years and ten, Or, if that he be strong, perhaps fourscore; To spin in length this feeble line of life? But who considers duly of thine ire? Or doth the thoughts thereof wisely embrace? For thou, O God, art a consuming fire: Frail man, how can he stand before thy face? If thy displeasure thou dost not refrain, A moment brings all back to dust again. Teach us, O Lord, to number well our days, This bubble light, this vapour of our breath, THE TRANSLATION OF THE XCth PSALM. Return unto us, Lord, and balance now, O LORD, thou art our home, to whom we fly, Or that the frame was up of earthly stage, Both death and life obey thy holy lore, And visit in their turns, as they are sent; A thousand years with thee they are no more Than yesterday, which, ere it is, is spent: Or as a watch by night, that course doth keep, And goes, and comes, unwares to them that sleep. Thou carryest man away as with a tide : Much like a mocking dream, that will not bide, At morning, fair it musters on the ground; Thou buryest not within oblivion's tomb Our trespasses, but enterest them aright; As a tale told, which sometime men attend, With days of joy, our days of misery; Help us right soon; our knees to thee we bow, Depending wholly on thy clemency; Then shall thy servants, both with heart and voice, All the days of their life in thee rejoice. Begin thy work, O Lord, in this our age, Show it unto thy servants that now live; But to our children raise it many a stage, That all the world to thee may glory give. Our handy work likewise, as fruitful tree Let it, O Lord, blessed, not blasted be. THE TRANSLATION OF THE CIVth PSALM. All set with spangs of glittering stars untold, His angels spirits are, that wait his will; And then the hills began to show their head; And that the earth no more might drowned be, But when the day appears, they back do fly, O Lord, thy providence sufficeth all; Thy goodness, not restrained, but general But seas and streams likewise do spread the same. The rolling seas unto the lot doth fall Of beasts innumerable, great and small; And though his waves resound, and beat the shore, The greater navies look like walking woods; Then did the rivers seek their proper places, races; The springs do feed the rivers all the way, The asses wild, that hide in wilderness, The higher grounds, where waters cannot rise, That ask their meat of God, their strength restoring; VOL. II.-55 The fishes there far voyages do make, fare; Shut thou thy hand, and then they troubled are. As long as life doth last I hymns will sing, But as for sinners, they shall be destroy'd THE TRANSLATION OF THE CXXVIth PSALM. WHEN God return'd us graciously Unto our native land, We seem'd as in a dream to be, 20 The heathen likewise they could say: The God, that these men serve, Hath done great things for them this day, Their nation to preserve. "Tis true; God hath pour'd out his grace On us abundantly, For which we yield him psalms and praise, And thanks with jubilee. O Lord, turn our captivity, As winds, that blow at south, Do pour the tides with violence Back to the rivers' mouth. Who sows in tears shall reap in joy, The Lord doth so ordain; THE TRANSLATION OF THE CXXXVIIth PSALM. WHEN, as we sat all sad and desolate, By Babylon upon the river's side, Eased from the tasks which in our captive state We were enforced daily to abide, Our harps we had brought with us to the field, Some solace to our heavy souls to yield. But soon we found we fail'd of our account, For when our minds some freedom did obtain, Straightways the memory of Sion Mount Did cause afresh our wounds to bleed again; So that with present griefs, and future fears, Our eyes burst forth into a stream of tears. As for our harps, since sorrow struck them dumb, We hang'd them on the willow trees were near; Yet did our cruel masters to us come, Alas, said we, who can once force a frame In Zion is his seat and dwelling-place, Jerusalem, where God his throne hath set, Shall any hour absent thee from my mind? Then let my right-hand quite her skill forget, Then let my voice and words no passage find; Nay, if I do not thee prefer in all That in the compass of my thoughts can fall. Remember thou, O Lord, the cruel cry Of Edom's children, which did ring and sound, Inciting the Chaldean's cruelty, "Down with it, down with it, even unto the ground." In that good day repay it unto them, And thou, O Babylon, shalt have thy turn And as thou didst by us, so do by thee. Yea, happy he, that takes thy children's bones, And dasheth them against the pavement stones. THE TRANSLATION OF THE CXLIXth PSALM. O SING a new song to our God above, To him that made them, with their hearts on fire: Let Zion's sons lift up their voice and sing Carols and anthems to their heavenly King. Let not your voice alone his praise forth tell, But move withal, and praise him in the dance; To bind their kings in chains of iron strong, Expect the time, for 'tis decreed in heaven, Such honour shall unto his saints be given. AN ADVERTISEMENT TOUCHING A HOLY WAR. WRITTEN IN THE YEAR MDCXXII. MY LORD, BY THE RIGHT REVEREND FATHER IN GOD, LANCELOT ANDREWS, LORD BISHOP of winchester, and counsellor of ESTATE TO HIS MAJESTY. Amongst consolations, it is not the least to represent to a man's self like examples of calamity in others. For examples give a quicker impression than arguments; and, besides, they certify us, that which the Scripture also tendereth for satisfaction; "that no new thing is happened unto us." This they do the better, by how much the examples are liker in circumstances to our own case; and more especially if they fall upon persons that are greater and worthier than ourselves. For as it savoureth of vanity, to match ourselves highly in our own conceit; so, on the other side, it is a good sound conclusion, that if our betters have sustained the like events, we have the less cause to be grieved. In this kind of consolation I have not been wanting to myself, though, as a Christian, I have tasted, through God's great goodness, of higher remedies. Having, therefore, through the variety of my reading, set before me many examples, both of ancient and later times, my thoughts, I confess, have chiefly stayed upon three particulars, as the most eminent and the most resembling. All three persons that had held chief place of authority in their countries; all three ruined, not by war, or by any other disaster, but by justice and sentence, as delinquents and criminals; all three famous writers, insomuch as the remembrance of their calamity is now as to posterity but as a little picture of night-work, remaining amongst the fair and excellent tables of their acts and works: and all three, if that were any thing to the matter, fit examples to quench any man's ambition of rising again; for that they were every one of them restored with great glory, but to their farther ruin and destruction, ending in a violent death. The men were, Demosthenes, Cicero, and Seneca; persons that I durst not claim affinity with, except the similitude of our fortunes had contracted it. When I had cast mine eyes upon these examples, I was carried on farther to observe, how they did bear their fortunes, and principally, how they did employ their times, being banished, and disabled for public business: to the end that I might learn by them; and that they might be as well my - counsellors as my comforters. Whereupon I happened to note, how diversely their fortunes wrought upon them; especially in that point at which I did most aim, which was the employing of their times and pens. In Cicero, I saw that during his banishment, which was almost two years, he was so softened and dejected, as he wrote nothing but a few womanish epistles. And yet, in mine opinion, he had least reason of the three to be discouraged for that although it was judged, and judged by the highest kind of judgment, in form of a statute or law, that he should be banished, and his whole estate confiscated and seized, and his houses pulled down, and that it should be highly penal for any man to propound a repeal; yet his case even then had no great blot of ignominy; for it was thought but a tempest of popularity which overthrew him. Demosthenes, contrariwise, though his case was foul, being condemned for bribery, and not simple bribery, but bribery in the nature of treason and disloyalty, yet, nevertheless, took so little knowledge of his fortune, as during his banishment he did much busy himself, and intermeddle with matters of state; and took upon him to counsel the state, as if he had been still at the helm, by letters; as appears by some epistles of his which are extant. Seneca indeed, who was condemned for many corruptions and crimes, and banished into a solitary island, kept a mean; and though his pen did not freeze, yet he abstained from intruding into matters of business; but spent his time in writing books of excellent argument and use for all ages; though he might have made better choice, sometimes, of his dedications. These examples confirmed me much in a resolution, whereunto I was otherwise inclined, to spend my time wholly in writing; and to put forth that poor talent, or half talent, or what it is, that God hath given me, not, as heretofore, to particular exchanges, but to banks, or mounts of perpetuity, which will not break. Therefore, having not long since set forth a part of my Instauration; which is the work that, in mine own judgment, "si nunquam fallit imago," I do most esteem: I think to proceed in some new parts thereof; and although I have received from many parts beyond the seas, testimonies touching that work, such as beyond which I could not expect at the first in so abstruse an argument; yet, nevertheless, I have just cause to doubt, that it flies too high over men's heads: I have a purpose, therefore, though I break the order of time, to draw it down to the sense, by some patterns of a natural story and inquisition. And, again, for that my book of Advancement of Learning may be some preparative, or key, for the better opening of the Instauration; because it exhibits a mixture of new conceits and old; whereas the Instauration gives the new unmixed, otherwise than with some little aspersion of the old for taste's sake; I have thought good to procure a translation of that book into the general language, not without great and ample additions, and enrichment thereof, especially in the second book, which handleth the partition of sciences; in such sort, as I hold it may serve in lieu of the first part of the Instauration, and acquit my promise in that part. Again, because I cannot altogether desert the civil person that I have borne; which, if I should forget, enough would remember; I have also entered into a work touching laws, propounding a character of justice in a middle term, between the speculative and reverend discourses of philosophers, and the writings of lawyers, which are tied and obnoxious to their particular laws. And although it be true, that I had a purpose to make a particular digest, or recompilement of the laws of mine own nation; yet, because it is a work of assistance, and that which I cannot master by mine own forces and pen, I have laid it aside. Now, having in the work of mine Instauration had in contemplation the general good of men in their very being, and the dowries of nature; and in my work of laws, the general good of men likewise in society, and the dowries of government; I thought in duty I owed somewhat unto my own country, which I ever loved: insomuch as, although my place hath been far above my desert, yet my thoughts and cares concerning the good thereof were beyond, and over, and above my place: so now being, as I am, no more able to do my country service, it remained unto me to do it honour; which I have endeavoured to do it in my work of the Reign of King Henry the Seventh. As for my Essays, and some other particulars of that nature, I count them but as the recreations of my other studies, and in that sort purpose to continue them: though I am not ignorant that those kind of writings would, with less pains and embracement, perhaps, yield more lustre and reputation to my name, than those other which I have in hand. But I account the use that a man should seek of the publishing of his own writings before his death, to be but an untimely anticipation of that which is proper to follow a man, and not to go along with him. But, revolving with myself my writings, as well those which I have published, as those which I had in hand, methought they went all into the city, and none into the temple: where, because I have found so great consolation, I desire likewise to make some poor oblation. Therefore I have chosen an argument mixed of religious and civil considerations; and likewise mixed between contemplative and active. For who can tell whether there may not be an "exoriere aliquis?" Great matters, especially if they be religious, have many times small beginnings: and the platform may draw on the building. This work, because I was ever an enemy to flattering dedications, I have dedicated to your lordship, in respect of our ancient and private acquaintance; and because amongst the men of our times I hold you in special reverence. FR. ST. ALBAN. Your lordship's loving friend, THE PERSONS THAT SPEAK: EUSEBIUS, GAMALIEL, ZEBEDÆUS, MARTIUS, EUPOLIS, POLLIO. THERE met at Paris, in the house of Eupolis,* | were set in conference, Pollio came in to them Eusebius, Zebedæus, Gamaliel, Martius, all per- from court, and as soon as he saw them, after his sons of eminent quality, but of several dispositions. witty and pleasant manner, he said, Eupolis himself was also present; and while they * Characters of the persons. Eusebius beareth the cha racter of a moderate divine; Gamaliel of a Protestant zealot; Zebedæus of a Roman Catholic zealot; Martius of a military man; Eupolis of a politic; Pollio of a courtier. POLLIO. Here be four of you, I think, were able to make a good world; for you are as differing as the four elements, and yet you are friends. As for Eupolis, because he is temperate, and without passion, he may be the fifth essence. |