The poems of George Daniel ... From the original mss. in the British Museum: Hitherto unprinted. Edited, with introduction, notes, and illustrations, portrait, &c. By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart: In four volumes |
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III. Chap. iii.
The Iust are full in wisedome, and doe move
With Sober steps of Dutie and of Love.
Children, Submit your Wills t' Antiquitie,
And let your Actions show Conformitie
To the Instructions which your fathers have
Declar'd to you, that soe you may be safe;
For it is that which God expects to see,
That by their Children Fathers honored be;
And to their Mothers humble; for to him
That gives the Father Reverence shall Sin
Not be imputed; neither shall he fall
To vice, but see felicitye in All;
And he yt feares his Mother, waits her Pleasure,
Shall have a blessing in an Ample Measure;
As he his Father honored, soe shall
His Children with Ioy vnto him fall,
And when he Prayes, it shall not be in vaine;
Hee shall be heard, and heard, he shall obtaine.
Who honoreth his Father, in his waies,
Shall see felicitie and length of daies;
His mother shall be blest in him, and see
Ioy Crowne her Daies, and Prosperitie.
He that feares God, will give a Reverence
To Parents, and a true Obedience;
Nor Doe, nor Say, t' offend them; nor in thought
Grudge at their pleasure, or repine at ought:
Soe shall the dew of Heaven fall on thy haires,
And Bless with ioy and Plenty all thy yeares;
For 'tis the Father's blessing that shall be
Vpon the House, to all Posteritie;
Shall give it strength, and Life; Strength to Endure,
And Life to flourish in the Successour;
Thus to the Iust. But where the fatall curse
Of the Dead Mother hangs, it shall goe worse;
The Walls shall Drop to Dust, and he shall be
Scorn'd in himselfe; Curst in his Progenie.
Make not a laughter of thy Father's Shame,
For it can be noe honour to thy Name;
Being that the Son has glory in the Thing
His Father did of honour; and the Sting
Of Shame and Infamie shall his soule vex,
Whose Mother had not vertues to her Sex.
With Sober steps of Dutie and of Love.
Children, Submit your Wills t' Antiquitie,
And let your Actions show Conformitie
To the Instructions which your fathers have
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For it is that which God expects to see,
That by their Children Fathers honored be;
And to their Mothers humble; for to him
That gives the Father Reverence shall Sin
Not be imputed; neither shall he fall
To vice, but see felicitye in All;
And he yt feares his Mother, waits her Pleasure,
Shall have a blessing in an Ample Measure;
As he his Father honored, soe shall
His Children with Ioy vnto him fall,
And when he Prayes, it shall not be in vaine;
Hee shall be heard, and heard, he shall obtaine.
Who honoreth his Father, in his waies,
Shall see felicitie and length of daies;
His mother shall be blest in him, and see
Ioy Crowne her Daies, and Prosperitie.
He that feares God, will give a Reverence
To Parents, and a true Obedience;
Nor Doe, nor Say, t' offend them; nor in thought
Grudge at their pleasure, or repine at ought:
Soe shall the dew of Heaven fall on thy haires,
And Bless with ioy and Plenty all thy yeares;
For 'tis the Father's blessing that shall be
Vpon the House, to all Posteritie;
Shall give it strength, and Life; Strength to Endure,
And Life to flourish in the Successour;
Thus to the Iust. But where the fatall curse
Of the Dead Mother hangs, it shall goe worse;
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Scorn'd in himselfe; Curst in his Progenie.
Make not a laughter of thy Father's Shame,
For it can be noe honour to thy Name;
Being that the Son has glory in the Thing
His Father did of honour; and the Sting
Of Shame and Infamie shall his soule vex,
Whose Mother had not vertues to her Sex.
When feeble Limnes shall speake thy Father old,
Be pious to his Moods; Let not the Cold
Blood in his shallow veines against thee burne;
Let not the cause of Anger on thee turne;
And if the Imperfections of Old Age
Shall be in him, (as testy Passion, Rage,
Weake Memory, or Dullnes, incident
To venerable Eld,) be thou content,
Nor scorne his weakenes; tho' in strength thou be,
He was as thou art, thou maiest be as Hee;
He is thy Father; and his praiers have
Obtain'd a Blessing for thee, which Shall Save
Thy Soule from Damage; and thy Mother's crime
Shall not be laied to thee, at any Time;
And when Affliction is, God from on Hye,
Shall see, and Save thy Soule, from Ieopardie.
As doth the Ice melt, 'fore the Sun's keene raye,
Soe shall thy Sins vanish and fall away.
But Hee that leaves his Father, 'tis a Crime
Shame shall Attend, and Death follow him;
And the Iust Anger of a Mother shall
Bring down a curse, which heavily must fall.
Be pious to his Moods; Let not the Cold
Blood in his shallow veines against thee burne;
Let not the cause of Anger on thee turne;
And if the Imperfections of Old Age
Shall be in him, (as testy Passion, Rage,
Weake Memory, or Dullnes, incident
To venerable Eld,) be thou content,
Nor scorne his weakenes; tho' in strength thou be,
He was as thou art, thou maiest be as Hee;
He is thy Father; and his praiers have
Obtain'd a Blessing for thee, which Shall Save
Thy Soule from Damage; and thy Mother's crime
Shall not be laied to thee, at any Time;
And when Affliction is, God from on Hye,
Shall see, and Save thy Soule, from Ieopardie.
As doth the Ice melt, 'fore the Sun's keene raye,
Soe shall thy Sins vanish and fall away.
But Hee that leaves his Father, 'tis a Crime
Shame shall Attend, and Death follow him;
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Bring down a curse, which heavily must fall.
My son, fly Arrogance, and doe not boast
Thy Actions worthy, least the worth be lost;
But leave its estimation to the vote
Of a cleare ffame, which cannot be forgott.
Let thy Humilitie, in all things be
The more, the more thou art in dignitie;
Many Renown'd and Noble wee may veiw,
But secrets are reveal'd to th' humbler few;
For Great the Power of God is, and his Feare
Is precious to those that humble are.
Thy Actions worthy, least the worth be lost;
But leave its estimation to the vote
Of a cleare ffame, which cannot be forgott.
Let thy Humilitie, in all things be
The more, the more thou art in dignitie;
Many Renown'd and Noble wee may veiw,
But secrets are reveal'd to th' humbler few;
For Great the Power of God is, and his Feare
Is precious to those that humble are.
Be not inquisitive, nor too high wise,
Nor seeke to Discerne things beyond thy Eyes;
But what thou art Capable, what God has bid,
That thinke vpon, with Reverence and Heed.
Prye not into his secrets; 'tis a nice
And foolish Itch, to Curiosities,
To dispute Misteries and things forbid;
Which, for they are not needfull, they are hid.
Nor seeke to Discerne things beyond thy Eyes;
But what thou art Capable, what God has bid,
That thinke vpon, with Reverence and Heed.
Prye not into his secrets; 'tis a nice
And foolish Itch, to Curiosities,
To dispute Misteries and things forbid;
Which, for they are not needfull, they are hid.
In an aboundant knowledge be not vain;
For many things may be beyond thy Braine
And reach of frailtie; Many have fal'n thus,
Into a Laberinth contiguous
Of Doubts and fears, and have Perishéd.
With hasty steps, by their owne Error led.
Without thy Eyes, though Heaven's Glorie be
At full displaied, yet it is darke to thee;
Therfore be wise, in Modest Silence, and
Speake not of what thou dost not vnderstand;
A Stubborne Heart shall know he has done ill,
And the nice Scepticke, his owne feares shall kill.
A Double Heart seekes to a Double way,
And finding neither, wanders still astray;
And the perverse and obstinate shall be
His owne destruction, prest with Miserie.
The wicked Man takes pleasure in his Crime,
And adds continually to ruine him.
The scornefull Proud shall find as proud a Scorne,
And Die forgot, as had he not beene borne;
For Sin is deepe in him, and he shall be,
Or never Nam'd, or Nam'd with Infamie.
For many things may be beyond thy Braine
And reach of frailtie; Many have fal'n thus,
Into a Laberinth contiguous
Of Doubts and fears, and have Perishéd.
With hasty steps, by their owne Error led.
Without thy Eyes, though Heaven's Glorie be
At full displaied, yet it is darke to thee;
Therfore be wise, in Modest Silence, and
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A Stubborne Heart shall know he has done ill,
And the nice Scepticke, his owne feares shall kill.
A Double Heart seekes to a Double way,
And finding neither, wanders still astray;
And the perverse and obstinate shall be
His owne destruction, prest with Miserie.
The wicked Man takes pleasure in his Crime,
And adds continually to ruine him.
The scornefull Proud shall find as proud a Scorne,
And Die forgot, as had he not beene borne;
For Sin is deepe in him, and he shall be,
Or never Nam'd, or Nam'd with Infamie.
The wise Man shall be seene in Misteries,
And neare Attent to Sacred Knowledges;
A Wise Man will not sin; soe shall he be
Blest in his Actions with Prosperitie.
Soe water quenceth fire as Almes well done,
Take away Sin, as if there had beene none;
And hee that Sees the Heart, and knowes it, will
Reward the Act, as it is good or ill;
That in the day of Tribulation, hee
Shall find a Harbour of Securitie.
And neare Attent to Sacred Knowledges;
A Wise Man will not sin; soe shall he be
Blest in his Actions with Prosperitie.
Soe water quenceth fire as Almes well done,
Take away Sin, as if there had beene none;
And hee that Sees the Heart, and knowes it, will
Reward the Act, as it is good or ill;
That in the day of Tribulation, hee
Shall find a Harbour of Securitie.
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