BLACK QUEEN'S PAWN

I Never see that face, but my pity rises, When I behold so clear a Masterpiece Of Heavens art, wrought out of dust and ashes, In that not ours, but the Daughter of Heresy: My soul bleeds at mine eyes. Blessed things prevail with't, If ever goodness made a gracious promise, It is in yonder look, what little pains Would built a Fort for virtue to all memory In that sweet creature, were the groundwork firmer. That is the enemy That steals your strength away, and fights against you, Disarms your soul, even in that heat of battle: Your firmness that way, makes you more infirm, For the right Christian conflict there I spied A zealous primitive sparkle, but now slew, From your devoted eyes: Able to blow up all the Heresies That ever sat in Council with your spirit; Enter the black By shops pawn And here comes he whose Sanctimonious breath, Can make that spark a flame: list to him (virgin) At whose first entrance Princes will prostrate: Women are weaker Vessels. But the heart, the heart Lady So meek, that as you see good Charity pictured still With young ones in her arms, so will he cherish All his young tractable sweet obedient daughters E'ene in his arms, in his own bosom, I am my self a secular Jesuitess, As many Ladies are of worth and greatness, A second sort are Jesuits in voto, Giving their vow into the father general: That's the Black Bishop of our house, whose pawn This Gentleman now stands, now to receive The College habit at his holy pleasure. Are you mad? Can lust infatuate a man so hopeful? No patience in your blood: the dogstar reins sure, Time, and fire temper would have wrought her Pliant: I spied a Pawn of the white House walk near us, And made that noise of purpose to give warrant For mine own turn: which ends in all I work for. No, I'll help that. There lies a secret valt. Faith not in all, I love rogarie too well to let it fallen: How now, what news with you? This it's to make and Eunuch, You made a sport on't then. Because he went that way: Come, come, help me in with this Cabinet, I'll tell thee a strange Story. 'Tis not much troubled with mirth, sir. Ex. Now to act treachery with and angels tonge, Since all ours come out, isle bring him in strongly again, Where is his injured chastity? this goodness Whose worth no transitory prize can equal, This rock of constant, and invinceable virtue That made sins tempest weary of his fury. Let me fallen down with reverence Before this blessed Altar. I shall be taxed I know I care not what the black house thinks of me. How ever sensure flies, I honour sanctity, That is my object I intend no other, I saw this glorious and most valiant virtue, Fight the most noble combat with the devil. 'Tis a truth, I joy to justify I was and agent On virtues partly, and raised that confused noise, That started his attempt and gave her liberty. May a fearful barrenness, Blast both my Hope's and pleasures, if I brought not Her ruin in my pity, a new trap For her more sure confusion. My pity stands with zeal especially, When I foresaw your marriage, then I amounted. That contaminating Art, Would have spoiled all our Fortune's a rape God bless us. Yes, yes, you do marry, I saw the man. And absolute handsome Gentleman, a complete one, You'de say so when you see him, heir to the three read hats, Beside his general Hope's in the black house. Promise you what you will, or I, or all's one, There's fate rules us, and over rules us all me thinks. A Magical glass I bought of and Egyptian, Whose stone retains that speculative virtue, Presented the man to me, your name brings him As often as I use it, and me thinks I never have enough person and postures: Are all so pleasing. We do not always seek, the faith we live by, Nor ever see our growth, yet both work upward. Surely you may without all doubt or fear, Observing the right use as I was taught it, Not looking back, nor questioning the specter. Pray follow me then, And I'll case you instantly. This is the room he did appear to me in, And look you, this the Magical glass, that showed him. That bodes good luck still, Sign you shall change state speedily: for that trembling Is always the first symptom of a bride, For any vain fears that may accompany His apparitian, by my truth to friendship I quite you of the least, never was object More gracefully presented, the very air Conspires to do him honour, and treats Sweet vocal sin as if a bridegroom enters: Which argues the biest harmony of your loves. You shall have your will: I double my command and power, And at the instant of this hour: Invoke thee in the white queen's name, With stay for time, and shape the same. What see you yet? My truth reflects the clearer. Then now fix and bless your fair eye, With your own for ever. Thou well composed by fates hand drawn, To enjoy the white Queens Pawn, Of whom thou shalt (by virtue meet) Many graceful issues get: By the beauty of her fame, By the whiteness of her name, By her fair and fruitful love, By her truth that mates the Dove, By the meekness of her mind, By the softness of her kind, By the lustre of her grace, By all these thou'rt summoned to this place. Hark how the air enchanted with your praises, And his approach this words to sweet notes raises. That's a good hearing. Why, this is but the shadow of yours: How do you? I find no fit place for this passion here, 'Tis merely and intruder, he is a Gentleman, Most wishfully composed, honour grows on him, And wealth piled up for him, has youth enough too, And yet in the sobriety of his Countenance, Grave as a Tetrach, which is gracious Ith'eye of modest pleasure, where's the emptiness, What can you more request. She's caught, and which is strong, by her most wronger. That it's. And how Like A most regardless stranger he walks by, Merely ignorant of that sat, you are not indeed The principallest partly of him, what strange mysteries Inscrutable love works by. But it's in our power now To bring time nearer, knowledge is a mastery, And make it observe us, and not we it He comes this way again. By my verity Look, he's passed by again, down in neglect Without the prosperous hin't of so much happiness To look upon his forrude, how close fate Seals up the eye of human understanding, Till Like the Suns flower, time and love incloses it, It's pity he should dwell in ignorance longer. Yes, die a bash full death, do And let the remedy pass by unused skill, You're chained enough all ready, look into't, Absolute (Sir) with your most noble pardon, For this my rude intrusion I am bold To bring the knowledge of a secret nearer, By many days (sir) then would it arrive, In its own proper revelation with you, Pray turn and fix, do you know yoned noble goodness, She's to be liked then, Pray view advisedly, there's strong reason, That I'm so bold to urge it, you must guess The work concerns you nearer then you think for. And 'tis not without worth, You two must be better acquainted. Yes, yes, I can show you, The nearest way to that perfection, Of a most virtuous one, that joy ere found, Pray mark her once again you follow me, And I will show you her, must be your wife (sir.) Please you follow (Sir.) Is't possible, I would have sworn I'de seen the substance yonder, IT was to that lustre, to that life presented. Why stand you idle, will you let time Cousin you, (protracting time) of those Delicious benefits, that faith marked to you, You modest pair of blushing, Gamesters, and you (Sir) the bashful I cannot flatter a foul fault in any, Can you be more then man and wife assign, And by a power the most irrevocable, Others that be adventurers in delight, May meet with crosses, shame or separation You know the mind of fate, you must be coupled. I know you cannot (sir) yet you May venture on a contract. Sure you may (sir,) Without all question so far, without danger Or any stain to your vow, and that make take her: Nay do't with speed, sheele think you Mean the better too. Then do you question it? Pish, then you're man and wife, All but Church Ceremonies: Pray let's see it done first, She shall do reason then: Now isle enjoy the sport, and cousin you both, My bloods game is the wages I have Worked for. Not over common neither. No. I will not answer you (sir) After thanksgiving. Yes. Then you could reach (sir) What me your bedfellow, Enter Black Q. p. To one that works so kindly without rape. Do you plant your scorn against me? Why, when I was Probationer at Brussels. That Engine was not known; then Adoration Filled the place, and wonder was in fashion. Is't turned to the wild seed of contempt so soon? Can 5 years stamp a baud? pray look upon me (sir) I'm youth enough to take it, it's no longer, Since you were chief agent for the transportation Of Ladies Daughters, if you be remembered, Some of their portions I could name, you pursed em too They were soon dispossessed of worldly cares, That came into your fingers. Holy derision yes, till thy ears swell With thy own venom, thy prophaine life's vomit: Whose Niece was she you poisoned with child twice, And gave her out possessed with a foul Spirit When was indeed your Bastard? I connote feel The weight of my affection: now he's taken, It hath not the burden of a Grasshopper. Yes, monster Holiness. They're not idle, He finds they all true labourers in the work Of universal Monarchy, which he And his Disciples princially aim at. Those are maintained in many Courts and Palaces, And are induced by noble Personages, Into great Princes services, and prove Some Counsellers of State, some Secretary's: All serving in notes of intelligence: (As Parish Clerks,) their mortuary bills, To the father General, so are designs Often times prevented, and importinant secrets Of state discovered, yet no author found, But those suspected oft that are most found: This mystery is too deep, yet for your entrance, And I offend to set your zeal so back, Checked by Obedience, with desire to hasten Your grogresse to perfection, I commit you To the great workers hands, to whose graven worth I fit my reverence, as to you my wishes. There's a little passage made. What are you all beside your selves? It shall be done. Thou with gentle form and face, Filled lately this Egypted Glass, By th'emperious powerful name, And the Vninersall fame, Of the mighty black House Queen I conjure thee to be seen. What see you nothing yet?