To the former qualifications I might adde that which would crowne them all, his rare moderation in diet (almost Lessian temperance[18]); he never created a Muse out of distempers, nor (with our Canary scribblers[19]) cast any strange mists of surfets before the intellectuall beames of his mind or memory, the latter of which he was so much a master of, that he had there under locke and key in readinesse, the richest treasures of the best Greek and Latine poets, some of which Authors hee had more at his command by heart, than others that onely read their works, to retaine little, and understand lesse. Enough Reader, I intend not a volume of praises larger than his booke, nor need I longer transport thee to think over his vast perfections: I will conclude all that I have impartially writ of this learned young Gent. (now dead to us) as he himselfe doth, with the last line of his poem upon Bishop Andrews' picture before his Sermons: _Verte paginas_, 'Look on his following leaves, and see him breath.'[20] THE AUTHOR'S MOTTO. Live Iesus, live, and let it bee My life, to dye for love of Thee. Sacred Poetry. I. STEPS TO THE TEMPLE (1648), AND CARMEN DEO NOSTRO &c. (1652). SAINTE MARY MAGDALENE, OR THE WEEPER.[21] Loe! where a wounded heart with bleeding eyes conspire. Is she a flaming fountain, or a weeping fire? * * * * * THE WEEPER.[22] I. Hail, sister springs! 1 Parents of syluer-footed rills! Euer-bubling things! Thawing crystall! snowy hills Still spending, neuer spent! I mean 5 Thy fair eyes, sweet Magdalene! II. Heauens thy fair eyes be; Heauens of euer-falling starres. 'Tis seed-time still with thee; And starres thou sow'st, whose haruest dares 10 Promise the Earth, to counter-shine Whateuer makes heaun's forehead fine. III. But we' are deceiuèd all: Starres indeed they are too true; For they but seem to fall, 15 As heaun's other spangles doe: It is not for our Earth and vs To shine in things so pretious. IV. Vpwards thou dost weep: Heaun's bosome drinks the gentle stream. 20 Where th' milky riuers creep, Thine floates aboue, and is the cream. Waters aboue th' heauns, what they be We' are taught best by thy teares and thee. V. Euery morn from hence, 25 A brisk cherub something sippes, Whose sacred influence Addes sweetnes to his sweetest lippes; Then to his musick; and his song Tasts of this breakfast all day long. 30 VI.