Classic Poem

Canst thinke the Cargoe wherewith ship is fraught
Pure wheate should bee, and shee unrig'd? And why
Should't once be thought, the Soule which Grace hath caught,
And stor'd its ship therewith, unrig'd should Lye.

Whil'st wheate in Fanne, the ship in Rigging is
The Tackling fitt and fastned to there use
When Season is, that it set forth, amisse
That nought there bee, to gayne the haven it chuse

Like to the wheate, Thy wheate appeare that't may
As twere in Fanne; thou now at last hast ben
Even such a Fanne, none like to it they say
Thou knew'st before; in yeeres nigh ten times ten

O're all Thy changes Chelmesford Granary
Must be where Fanne caus'd Thee Repose to have
Yet still the Fanne, thy portion there doth Lye
Thy seas nor calme, tho Thou heere Rest didst crave

Yea that thy ship, (wherein thy soule Imbarkt)
Had heere as in a hoped safe Port, cast
Her Anchor, found fresh feares in eares were har[kt]
Heere no abode, up, Rig, to flight make hast.

Time calls, be Gone, hoyse yards, out, get the home
Longer abroad tis not for Thee to bee
Deathes Summons tells thee when wilbe Thy Dome
And Thou an End of weary dayes shalt see.

See! now Thou seest, Thou feel'st, Thou find'st thy Re[st]
The sweetest Rest, the surest Anchorage
In such a haven, in Earth as not exprest
Where Rockes endanger not nor Billowes Rage

We who surevive, hence double duty ken
Her change, her Gayne to Count: her blest to Judg[e]
We must the Fanning heere expect till done
Hye Time, when once in Fanne, thinke hence to Trudg[e]

When once Afflictions doe thee seaze, thinke then
Death will ere long approach, to thy long home
Thee hence to fetch: to Rest prepar'd who ben
Who Tyrant-like to unprepared come.
J F.

But more, in Fanne of tryalls seest a saint
Yea one whose aged yeers the Deeps might know
Think't time for us to Rig, for us acquaint
Will God with Tryalls such, And lay us Low

Yea lay us Low, and humble us Hee will
Or first or Last ere that he us will rayse
And follow us with waves and billowes still
Ere that for aye him we in Glory prayse.
J F.

What thou heere soughtst, pray'd for, hop'd for, desir'd
Which heere is not our portion to Enjoy
That there Thou hast more fully then requir'd
Or understood could bee whilst sin annoy