The Jesuits Gospel 2, Poem – Text 1
EX CLARI BONARSCII AMPHYTHEATRO HONORIS. Lib. 3. Cap. 8. pag. 356. editionis 2. 1606. AD DIVAM HALLENSEM, ET PVERVM IESVM.
HAEREO lac inter meditans, inter que cruorem
Inter delicias vberis, & lateris.
Et dico, (ſi forte oculos ſuper Vbera tendo)
Diua Parens Mammae gaudia poſco tuae.
Sed dico (ſi deinde oculos in vulnera verto)
O Ieſu, lateris gaudia malo tui.
Rem ſcio. Prenſabo, ſi fas erit, Vbera dextra
Laeua prenſabo vulnera, ſi dabitur.
Lac matris miſcere volo cum ſanguine nati:
Non poſſem Antidoto nobiliore frui.
Vulnera reſtituent turpem vlceribus mendicum:
Teſta cui ſaniem radere ſola poteſt.
Ʋbera reficient I ſmaclem ſitientem
Quem Sara non patitur: quem neque nutrit Agar:
Illa mihi ad peſtem procul & procul expungendam:
Iſta mihi ad long as eualitura febres.
Ira vomit flammas, fumat que libidinis Actna?
Suffocare queo ſanguine, lacte queo.
Liuor in expleta rubigine ſaeuit in artus?
Detergere queo lacte cruore queo.
Vanus honos me perpetua prurigine tentat?
Exaturare queo ſanguine, lacte queo.
Ergo Parens & Nate, meis aduertite votis:
Lac peto, depereo ſanguinem: vtrumque volo.
Paruule maternis medius qui ludis in vluis
Qui tua iam comples vbera, iam vacuas:
Quid me reſpectas obliqua tuentibus hirquis?
Roboris in Coelum nil habet Inuidia.
Saepe quidem dixti, noxis offenſus iniquis,
Tune meas mammas, Improbe, tune meas?
Nolo tuas, O nolo tuas Puer auree mammas:
Non ſum tam duri tamgrauis or is homo:
Sed tantum later is pluat vnica & vnica ſtilla:
Et ſaltem à dextrae vulnere gutta pluat.
Si nihil è dextra vis impluere, implue laeua:
Si nihil è laeua, de pede ſanguis eat.
Si tibi non placeo vulnus mihi vulnera danto:
Mercedem danto vulnera, ſi placeo.
Saepe mihi Babylon patera propinat, & auro,
Ingeminatque me is auribus, euge, bibe.
Non faciam, vel ſi Coelum miſcebitur Orco,
Non faciam, meretrix impia, non faciam.
O ſitio tamen, O vocem ſit is intercludit!
Nate, cruore ſitim comprime, Lacte Parens.
Dic matri, meus hic frater ſitit, optima Mater,
Vis de fonte tuo promere, deque meo?
Dic Nato, tuus hic frater, mi mellee fili
Captiuus monſtrat vincula, lytron habes.
Ergo redemptorem monſtra te iure vocari
Nobilior reliquis ſi tibi ſanguis in eſt.
Tuque Parens monſtra matrem te iure vocari,
Vbera ſi reliquis diuitiora geris.
O quando lactabor ab vbere; vulnere paſcar!
Delicijſ que fruar, Mamma, latuſ que tuis!
Parce Deus, magno ſi te clamore fatigem:
Non potis Imperio, non potis arte regi.
Exagitante ſiti, Patientia perdit habenas,
Clamores ſi vis tollere, tolle ſitim.
Pluris ego clauis: ſaturaſti ſanguine clauos:
Lancea que erubuit ſanguine tincta tuo.
Pluris ego pannis: maduerunt vndi que panni
Natia vulneribus, Matris ab vberibus.
TO OVR LADY OF HALL, AND TO THE CHILDE IESVS.
MY thoughts are at a ſtand, of milke & blood
(delights of breſt and ſide) which yeelds moſt good.
And ſay when on the teares mine eyes I caſt:
O Lady, of thy breſt I beg I a taſt.
But if mine eyes vponupon the wounds do glide,
then (Ieſu) I had rather ſucke thy ſide.
Long hauehave I muſed, now know I where to reſt
for with my right hand I will graſpe the breſt,
(If ſo I may preſume) as for the wounds:
with left ile catch them: thus my zeale abounds.A mixture of Chriſts blood & a creatures milke to make vp the confection which which muſt heale our ſoules.
And of the milke, and blood in mixture, make
the ſoueraignſt cordiall ſinfull ſoule can take.
Theſe wounds corrupted vlcers mundifies
which none can cure vnleſſe he cauterize.
Thoſe breſts the fainting Iſmael well would cheriſh
whom Sara ſcorn'd and Agar would not nouriſh:
The firſt from me expels all peſtilence:
the ſecond driues all lingring feauers hence.
Doth Ire belch fire, or luſt like Aetna ſmoketh?How the blood and the milke are made equal
either the blood or milke this feruor choketh.
Doth enuies ruſt enroule me round about?
this milke, or that ſame blood ſoone ſcoures it out.
Or do vaine glorious tumor ſtuffe me ſtill
her's blood and milke inough my thirſt to fill.
Mother and Sonne giuegive eare to what I craue:
I begge this milke, that blood, and both would hauehave
Yongling, that in thy mothers armes art playing
ſucking her breſt ſometimes, and ſometime ſtaying:
Why doeſt thou view me with that looke of ſcorne?
tis forceleſſe enuy that gainſt thee is borne.
Oft haſt thou ſayd (being angry at my ſinne)
dareſt thou deſire the teates my foode lies in?Here the milke is aduanced aboue the blood.
I will not, oh I dare not, golden childe
my minde from feare is not ſo farre exilde:
But one, euen one poore drop I do implore
from thy right hand, or ſide: I aske no more.
If neither; from thy left hand let one fall:
nay from thy foote, rather then none at all.
If I diſpleaſe thee let thy wounds me wound:
but pay my wage if I in grace be found.
Oft-times doth Babylon in gold me ſend
ſtrong wine, and whiſpers to me, drinke my friend.
No, no, though heauē and hel ſhold make confuſion
Ile none falſe ſtrumpet, hence with thine illuſion.
But ah, I thirſt: ah droght my breath doth ſmother
quench me with blood ſweet Son, with milke good Mother
Say to thy Mother, ſee my brothers thirſt,
Mother your milke will eaſe him at the firſt.
Say to thy Sonne, Behold thy brothers bands,
ſweet Son, thou haſt his ranſome in thy hands.
Shew thy redeeming power to ſoules oppreſt:
thou Sonne, if that thy blood excell the reſt.
And ſhew thy ſelfe iuſtly ſo ſtilde indeed,
thou Mother, if thy breſts the reſt exceed.
Ah when ſhall I with theſe be ſatisfide?
when ſhall I ſwim in ioyes of breſt and ſide?
Pardon (O God) mine eager earneſtneſſe:
if I thy lawes, and reaſons bounds tranſgreſſe.
Where thirſt ore ſwayes, patience is thruſt away:
ſtay but my thirſt and then my cryes will ſtay,
I am better then thy nailes: yet did a ſtreame
of thy deere blood waſh both the lance and them.
More worthy I then clouts: yet them a flood
Moiſtned of Mothers Milke, and of Sons blood.
THE APPROBATION OF THIS AVTHOR.
CLarus Bonarſcius, otherwiſe called Carolus Scribanius is a Ieſuit now liuing at Antwerpe, and of much account amongſt them; he wrote this booke, and ſpewed this blaſphemy out of his vncleane heart ſome foure or fiue yeeres agoe. And whereas both the Author and his booke deſerued the fire and halter, it was ſo farre from being miſliked in the Romiſh Sinagogue, or any way cenſured, that ſince then the booke hath bin reprinted and the Author and his booke ſtand enrolled, approued and commended (in their great volumes ſet out for that purpoſe) for good and Catholike.
Glori Bornaſcij Amphitheatrum Honoris Ieſuitici, in quo Caluniſtarum in ſocietatem Ieſu criminationes iugulatae. Proſtant palaeopoli 1605 & poſtea 1606. Haec Poſſeuinus Palaeopoli h…c eſt Antuerpi….Ieſuit… in Apparar… ſacro Tom 1. l▪ it. G. pag. 3…7. edition is vltim….
And it is to be noted that theſe volumes of Poſſeuine containe only an inrolement and approbation of no writers at all, ſaue ſuch as are approued Romiſh Catholicks: and are ſet out with great and publike allowance of the Romiſh State, as may be ſeene at the beginning of the firſt Tome.
Beſides, let all men know the booke ſtands yet vncenſured, and the man liues ſtill vnpuniſhed; nay, vnreproued, or rather commended and rewarded for it: therefore this cannot be called an obſcure or priuate fact, but may properly be held the fact of the Romiſh Church or State.