his mouth was the Oracle whereby I directed my actions As I could not be without his presence so I never would do any thing without his counsel When I am from you I am dead till I be with you when I am with you I am not satisfied but would still be nearer you vnited souls are not satisfied with imbraces Rel. Med. In the intercourse of affection my love surmounts yours Fire comes out of the hardest Flint with a steel oyl out of the driest jet by fire love out of the stoniest heart by faith by trust by time Eupheus I cannot but admire thy love knowing from what height of vertue it proceeds as I will not envy thee thy death so I wish a glory may await thy end great as the constancy that advanc'd thee to it Her Two neighbouring Lillies whom rude winds disperse ' mongst restless dust may sooner meet upon their stacles again and kiss each other in a second growth then we our loves renew Love is the good which by being diffused is corrupted she that loves one another and a thrid takes in men at the coyle and loves onely for her pleasure The object of true love is but one From the Infancy of Time to her decrepitude the love between two hath been held most honorable Heroinae Our mutuall mindes thus combined was like the Garden of Eden wherein grew more delights then either Nature now affords or Art can expâ—ess Graâ—ious is the face that promiseth nothing but love and most celestiall the resolution that lives upon chastity She had a pure flame shot from heaven into her breast from no other place could so generous a mind be fired My love shall never end but with my life There is nothing that belongs to us both that can be divided our wills united make but one mind which ruling all our actions it seems we are in like manner but one body Ariana He was so rapt with these dear engagements that the commotions of his heart disturbed his mind and stop'd the freedom of his thoughts I must confess my self in prison but 't is a prison of love where my desires my thoughts my hopes my joys are chains H.C. Chast love She changes the fire of Babylon into that of Jerusalem Her hâ—irs which were the nets wherein so many captive souls did sigh under the yoke of wanâ—â—n love are now as the Ensignes and Standards of wicked Cupid traâ—pled under the feet of the Conqueror Those kisses which carried the poyson of a luxurious passion in her heart do now breath fâ—om her nothing but thâ— delicacies of chasâ—iâ—y Her leasing odâ—urs which before were vowed to sensuality are now become the sweetest exhalations from that Amber Isle which brings forth an odoriferous perfume Entertainments for Lent My passion hath for its object a thing too perfect to permit me a thought that may be unworthy of the cause of it I like that love which by a soft ascension does degree it self in the soul Feltham Your presence is like Homers Nepenthe that can banish the sadness of the mind The heart of a lover is a Citie in which upon one and the same day are seen sports and bankets battels and funerals Plutarch Who does not know that love took away the senses of wise Solomon and made him violate the sacred law Love moved Biblis to be enamoured on her own brother Caunus and Pasiphae to accompany vvith a Bull Love is like a pan of Charcoal vvhich meeting vvith the vvind its contrary makes it turn more ardent or like a rapid torrent vvhich justing against adam swells higher so love meeting with opposition grows hotter and stronger Dodona's Grove These two hearts being dissolved into love spake in thoughts not having language enough to express their affection H.C. Since then I cannot retaliate your love or retribute your favours yet vvill I receive them vvith a desire â—o pay The vvorthy St. Dionysius in the book of Divine Attributes distinguisheth three sorts of love one is called circular the other love in a right line and the third oblique Love saâ—th an ancient Lover hath made a But of my heart vvhere so soon as it had shot all its arrows it threw it self as an inflamed dart into the bottom of my heart to set me all on fire There is nothing comparable to the Martyrdom of love It is an exhalation in a cloud It is a fire in a Mine a torrent shut up in ditches a night of sâ—paration lasteth ages and all waxeth old for it but its desires The life of this young Hero vvhich vvas ever hanging about the heart of his Mistress ever in the contemplation of her goodness perpetually in the furnace of love vvholly tranformed it self into his vvel-beloved as one vvax melted into another as a drop of vvater poured into a great vessell of Wine as incense wasted in flames H. Court He said what a warm lover when desire makes eloquent could speak he said she was both Star and Pilot. No birth or estate can chalenge a prerogative in love The deep wound of his love being rubbed afresh with began to bleed again Love is to the soul that which vvings are to Birds to carry us to its fruition For vvant of vvell loving vve apply the most precious thing which is love to gain wretched creatures as if one used a golden hook to fish for frogs and a scepter to shake hay I 'le always dwell with you like your shade I 'le keep a Jubile to your memory My eyes pay tribute where my heart pays love I vvill repay your love vvith usury Love making in the field of his memory a muster of the vertues of that Lady The man that applies not himself to some love is like a body vvithout life Love is the Wine of the soul Love is the greatest Philosopher in the vvorld He can transmute substances vvithout altering the accidents Man commended MAn is the pride of Heavens creation 〈◊〉 A man vvhose life needs no Advocate vvhom detraction it self cannot mention vvithout addition of some Epithetes of respect to conclude him in a vvord no object for any evill passion but envy and a subject for no discourse but vvhat ends vvith admiration It seems Nature from above had been dispatch'd as a brave Harbinger to score out a lodging for this great Soul and give him a Body suitable to the vigor of his Spirit so vvel vvas it composed c. H. Court What he is according to nature a Master piece vvhere many prerogatives meet together a Body composed of a marvellous Architecture a Soule endowed vvith He is the Orpheus vvho vvith his looks onely vvithout setting his hand to the Lyre enchants and ravishes the most savage of our Wilderness Aristotle that Linceus of Nature Nature vvas sent by God as a gallant Harbinger to compose a Body for him suitable to his great Spirit He did vvith great nobleness and bounty which vertues at that time had their turns in his Nature restore Lo. Bacon
of â—ower function are but the Symmetry of all the beauties of her sex she is too much first to have any second from the third fourth and fifth form of women from a million or all of them you may take some peece of her not all for she her self is the All. Ask Reason what she is Reason will tell you she is her Directress that she keeps the elements at peace within us our fire she confines to religious zeal and suffers it not to enflame either to lust or superstiâ—ion our watry element she hath designed to quench unlawful flames c. Ask faith what she is Faith will tell you she hath yours and mine and an hundred other souls in one soul c. Were there or were there no night yet were she an everlasting day Were there none bad yet were she unparalleledly good Were there any or none to be compar'd to her yet vvere she superlative All of her is an eaven proportion of extreams Heroinae Those eyes more eloquent then all Rhetorick that would raise an Anchoret from his grave and turn the Feind Fury into the Cherubin Pitty Those vvhite and red Roses vvhich no rain but vvhat fell from those heavenly eyes could colour or sweeten Those lips that stain the rubies and make the roses blush those lips that command the scarlet coloured morn into a cloud to hide his shame That breath vvhich makes us all Chamaelions should be vvasted into unregarded sighes Those breasts eternally chaste and vvhite as the Aples those legs columns of the fairest Parian maâ—ble columns that support this monument of all pens her skin smooth as the face of youth soft as a bed of violets white as the Queen of innocence sweet as bean blossoms after rain c. She shaking off those glorious loads of state retired from the crowding tumults of the Court into a solitary and truly happy Country-condition there to spin out her thred of life â—â— her homely distaff where we will leave her a verier wonder then the Phoenix in the desart the alone paragon of all peerless perfections Her actions so above the Criticism of my purblinde judgment I am not able to comprehend much less contradict or controvert You are the beauty of the world the pride of all joys the sweetest fruit of best content and the highest mark of true loves ambition To her alone it appeared that heaven with a hand rather prodigal then liberal would give what it had of most value in the rich treasury of nature Stratonica Women are Angels clad in flesh The Roman Story big with variety of wonder writes Lucretia the female glory She was natures fairest paper not compounded of the rags of common mortality but so searsed and refined that it could receive no impression but that of spotless innocence Her Where'ere she comes her presence makes perpetual day They discovered A. the rich triumph of nature and in her as much as the world could boast of Her eyes inviting all eyes her lips all lips her face loves banquet where she riots in the most luxuriant feast of sense She was the model of divine perfection A flock of unspeakable vertues laid up delightfully in that best builded fold In this a very good Orator might have a fair field to use eloquence Her eyes seemed a Temple wherein love and beauty were married So many things united in perfection She hath an easie melting lip a speaking eye Venus compar'd to her was but a blowz As you are to me a Venus and strike a warm flame in me so you are Diana too and do infuse a chaste religious coldness Amorous war I stand before you like stubble before a burning glass your eyes at every glance convert me into flame Her voyce was no less beautiful to his ears then her goodliness was full of harmony to his eyes Thy heavenly face is my Astronomy thy sweet vertue my sweet Philosophy You are the Diamond of the world the chief work of natures workmanship The patern of perfection and the quintessence of worth Your fair forehead is a field where all my fancies fight and every hair of your head seems a strong chain that ties me You are the ornament of the earth the vessel of all vertue With so gracious a countenance as the goodness of her minde had long exercised her unto She whose many excellencies won as many hearts as she had beholders nature making her beauty and shape but the most fair Cabinet of a far faiâ—er minde There 's musick in her smiles A mart of beauties in her visage meet A woman in whom vertue was incorporated goodness which comes to others by study seemed hers by nature You the type of my felicity to whom all hearts respects hopes fears and homages are sacrificed Her countenance was too sweet her speech too proper her deportments too candid to cover so bâ—ack a mischief She took hearts captive and made them do vassalage and homage to â—er will Where they found A. accompanied vvith other Ladies amongst vvhom her transcendent beauty and incomparable vertues made her shine with as much superiority as a star of a gâ—eater magnitude exceeds in splendor the lessâ—â—â—â—minaries of its own Spheare Her haire seemed to stand in competition with the beams of the Sun She whose rare qualities whose courteous behaviour without curiosity whose comely fâ—ature without fault whose filed speech without fraud hath wrapped me in this misfortune Eupheus Nature framed her to be the object of thoughts The love of hearts the admiration of souls This is she who is singularly priviledged frâ—m heaven with beauties of body but incomparably heightned vvith gifts of the mind Such is her learning that she transcends men in their best faculties She this bright morning Star alwayes bears in the rays thereof joy comfort c. She was able to enthrall aâ—l hearts with so many supereminent excellencies as heaven had conferred upon her She had a strong and pleasing spirit a sâ—lid piety an aâ—akened wisdome an incomparable grace to gain â—earts to her devotion H.C. Nature in her promiseth nothing but goodness He could not sufficiently admire the vivacity of her spirit the solidity of her judgement the equity â—f hâ—r counsels and the happiness which ordinarily accompanied her resolutions H.C. She gained hearts by sweetness therein imitating the Sun which neither breakes Dores nor Windows to enter into houses but penetrates very peaceably with the benignity of his favourable bâ—ams The eye and tongue of this creature mutually divided his heart at one and the same instant love surprized him by the eyes and ears Endowed vvith an admirable grace and singular beauty to serve even as an Adamant to captivate hearts Fair as the Firmament vvhich vve see enamelled with so many starres that resplendently shine as Torches lightned before the Altars of the Omnipotent â—he vvho vvas the Adamant of all loves A Lady vvhose eyes vvil make a Souldier melt if â—e were compos'd of marble vvhose very smile hath a magnetick
force to draw up souls vvhose voyâ—e vvill charm a Satyr and turn a mans prayer into ambition make a Hermite run to Hell c. Gr. Serv. Whose exquisite beauty was so beautified vvith rarest vertues that men honored Nature as a God in her perfections and held her more then a Woman in her veruâ—s Par. Vienna She vvhose beauty vvas far fairer then the evening Star and vvhose vertue vvas more powerful 〈…〉 greatest Câ—nstellatiâ—n The renown of her attâ—active vertues and the vertue of hâ—r moving perâ—ections haâ—h so captivated my freest thoughts that vvondring at her same I am wounded with fancy and my desire is I would vvillingly here draw to the life the Portraiture of this Lady if my black Ink vvere not too unfit a colour to set forth a celestiall beauty You have far more perfections then years and more inward excellence then extern beauty yet so beautifull as few so fair though none more vertuous She had a mind of excellent composition a piercing wit voyd of ostentation high erected thoughts seated in a heart of courtesie an eloquence as sweet in the uttering as slow to coâ—e to the uttering a behaviour so noble as gave a Majesty to adversity Arcadia Shee 's a Virgin happy in all endowments vvhich a Poet could fancy in his Mistress being her selfe a School of goodness vvhere chaste maids may learn without the aids of foraign principles by the example of her life and pureness to be as she is excellent I but give you a briâ—f Epitome of her vertues vvhich dilated on at large and to their merit vvould make an ample story Were all her other graces worn in clouds That eye that very eye would charm a Lucrece Her name like some celestiall fire quickens my spirits I never knew vertue and beauty meet in a sweeter nature Thou art a virgin sweet so pretious in thy frame that with the cordage of thy hair thou mightst have fettered Kings Thy voyce has mar'd the beauties of the night when thou didâ—t sing the quiet stars would wink and fall assee I could gaze on her till my wonder did convert me into marble and yet my sâ—ul would in her self retain a fire lively as that which bold Prometheus stole Madam you are so large a Theam to treat of and every grace about you offâ—rs to me such Copie of language that I stand doubtfull which first to touch at if I erre as in my choyce I may let me intreat you before I offend to sign my paâ—dâ—n Whâ—ther we consider her face or beauty pleasiâ—gness that charms hearts and sweet majesty have spent all their riches upon her Ariana She breathes forth nothing but the sweets of love The eyes are the wonders of the face and dark figures â—f Divinity we may call them too the Dials â—f love which fastned on the wall of a countenance shew with the stile of their looks the minutes of hours either happy or unhappy to Lovers Fame which is accustomed to increase the desert of every thing it would commend hath been constrained to diminish yours being impossible to be published according to the greatness of it It is a mark of great vertue not to be able to endure to be commended She was crown'd with a garland of odoriferous flowers and her delicate hair in tresses falling upon a neck of snow did set forth the beauties of this divine face whose splendor dazled mens eyes so that there was not any one that could support unwoundâ—d the sight of so many wonders Lesser lights borrow beams of radiance from your greatâ—r Orb which doth illumine and heat our Nâ—rtâ—ern clyâ—e with celestiall ardors Ho. Court Madam if the duty which commands me to serve all Ladies did not ordain me this obedience your birth and so many â—air qualities I see in you oblige me to it Ariana My eye of contemplation was fixed on this bright Sun as long as it was able to endure the radiant beams of it whâ—se redundant light veâ—les the looker on with a dark mist Sir K.D. I esteem reverence and adore you in the most secret and recluse withdrawings of my heart Her face did shine with so great evidence as it defied the noon-tide Sun in its greatest brightnesse Albeit Medea were wicked yet Penelope was peerless If Clytemnestra were naught yet Alcestes was passing good If Phaedra were damnable yet there was another laudable Camd. Rem She had the spirit of a man in a feminine body She 's a burning mirror in which all the beams of beauty are united She is the Star by whom my Fate is led Modest she was and so lovely that whosoever look'd but stedfastly upon her could not but-but-soul himself in her Feltham Her eyes swift as the shoots of lightning nimbler then thought and bright as the polisht Diamond She is of so specious a glory that though she need not the applause of any to add to her happiness yet she attracts the hearts of all that know her to love service admiration To apparell any more in these paper vestments I should multiply impertinents and perhaps displease For I have ever found face commendation to dye wisdoms cheeks of a blush-colour All lips are opened with singular prerogatives in honour of this Lady and are all dried up in the abundance of her praises In her person alone a plenitude of all perfections does inhabit H.C. In her all the most delicious attractives of beauty and the most conspicuous characters of power are assembled together This Aglae was a Roman Dame of prime quality having a delicate wit in a beautifull body and powerfull passions in a great fortune She had been married but becoming a widow in an age as yet furnished with verdant freshness grace and beauty she had not buried all her affections in the Tomb of her husband After she had a little wiped away the first tears which nature exacts as tribute in such like accidents she quickly plaid so much the Courtier in her slight sorrow that she seemed greatly to desire as soon as might be to finish what she had never well begun Holy Court But by successe of time she felt her passion so much enkindled towards him that she neither thought spake nor liv'd but for him The fair Aretaphila inflames all hearts with the musick of her voyce myriads of joys are in her looks her eyes are natures richest Diamonds set in foils of polisht Ebony her breath expires Odors more sweet then issued from the trees of Balm in Paradise Argal. Parth. She upon whose meanest thought the Art of memory 's grounded and inspires each Organ of our meditating sense with their perfections merit Ibid. She in whom the sum and abridge of all sorts of excellencies are met like paralels in their proper center Herb. Travails Whose listning ears were well pleased with the sweet harmony of her well-tun'd words and whose liking eyes were ravish'd with the sight of her perfections She the ornament of the earth the modell of heaven the
destiny Beauty without chastity is like a Mandrake apple comely in shâ—w but poysonful in taste I must accuse my self of presumption for daring to consider any moles in that face which you had marked for a beauty Sir K.D. A beauty which always with too eloquent a tongue did dictate tacite perswasions to his heart What a fair vestment is to a deformed body the same is a comely body to a deformed minde Bacon A fair soul in a fair body is a river that windingly creepeth with many wavy-turnings within the ennamel of a beautiful meadow and ravisheth the whole world with the admiration of its excâ—llency Bâ—auty in it self is such a silent Orator as ever iâ— plâ—â—ding for respect and liking and by the eyeâ— of others is ever sending to their hearts for love Feltham The modest sweetness of a lilied â—ace Beauty is the wit of nature put into the frontispiece I have seen and yet not with a partial eye such features and such mixtures as I have thought impossible for either nature to frame or art to counterfeit yet in the same face I have seâ—n that which hath our gone them both the countenance Oh! if such glory can dwell with corruption what Celestial excellencies are in the Saints above who would not gaze himself into admiration when he shall see so rich a treasure in so pure a Cabinet unmatched vertue in matchless beauty Feltham Zeno said grace of body was a voyce of flower and a flâ—wer of voyce Voyce of flower because it drawes amity to it as the flower of a garden not crying out nor tormenâ—ing it self a flower of voyce because it is one of the most flowry eloâ—encies among the attractives of nature What is temporal beauty but a transitory charm an illusion of senses a voluntary imposture a slave of pleasure a flower which hath but a moment of life a Diall on which we never look but whilst the Sun shines on it What is humanâ— beauty but a dunghill covered with snow a glass painted with falsâ— colâ—urs a prey puâ—sued by many Dogs a dangeâ—ous hâ—stess in a â—rail house a sugred fruit in a feast which some dare not touch for respect â—therâ— gormandize through sensuality Go â—rust so a â—ing a good Go bâ—take you to so â—nhappy a sâ—are Gâ— tie your contentments to â—o slâ—ppery a knot What else will happen unto you buâ— to court a phantasie which loosâ—ing your hold will leave you nothing but the sorrow of your illusions H. Court Blush AS she sâ—ake that word her cheekes in â—ed Letters writ more then her tongue did speak As the wonder strove to make her pale warm love did fortifie her cheeks wiâ—h guilty blushes At whose presence a frâ—sh vermilion dye bestowed a new complexion on her Company HIs pleasing company did beguile the times haste and shortned the waies length Why will you give me with so sparing a hand the riches of your presence Constancy She whose constancy neither time nor absence the mothes of affection nor what is more this my change in fortune could alter He who signed his faith with the seal of his constancy Be but thou as constant a friend to my mind as thou shalt be a true possessor of my heart and I shall have as just a cause of joy as thou no cause of doubt Though the surging sea hath moved the humors of my body yet it hath not power to change the inclinations of my mind for I love you no less at Antwerpe where I am arrived then I did at London c. He continued always constant like the Needle of a Sea-compass in a storm Constancy is the foundation of vertue Bac. Fortune is lik Proteus if you persist she returns to her true shape Bacon Comparisons THis comfort in danger was but like the honey that Sampson found in the Lions jaws or like lightning in a foggy night Râ—solved he was not to touch the forbidden fruit nor to drink on Circes cup he would not with the Spider suck poyson out of a fair flower In the greenest grasse is the greatest Serpent â—n the clearest water the ugliest Toad In the most curious Sepulcher are inclosed rotten bones The Oâ—â—â—ich carrieth fair feathers but rank flesh As there hath been an unchast Helen in Greece so there hath been also a chast Penelope As there hath been a prodigious Pasiphae so has there been a godly Theocrita Hippâ—manes ceased to run when she had gotten the Goal Hercules to labour when he had obtained the victory Mercury to pipe when he had cast Argus in a slumber Every action hath his end Each book sent into the world is like a Bark put to sea and as liable to censures as the Bark is to â—oul weather Herbert Like the Citie Mindus whose Gates were so big that the City might go out of them Which like the flaming two edged waving sword of the Cherub cuts asunder on all sides whatsoever does oppose it Cressy Liâ—e the stone that groweth in the River of Curia which the more it is cut the more it increaseth There is no iron but will be softned with the fire So no c. As a fair flower nipt with the morning frost ' hanging down his head as much sorry for his declining glory When the Halcions hatch the Sea is calm and the Phoenix never spreads her wings but when the Sun shines on her nest So Like the Spaniel which gnaws upon the chain that ties him but sooner marres his teeth then procures liberty Consider that the heavenly Sun disdains not to give light and shine upon the smallest worm In this 't is so evident that I will not light the Sun with a rush candle He commends unto us a golden chain of Christian perfections consisting of these links Faith Vertue Patience c. We can expect but Polyphemus courtesie to be last devoured Romes Capitoll was not built in one day nor was Zeuxis Helena suddenly limn'd forth with one pensill They have long sported in the bloud and treasure of the land as the Leviathan doth in the Waters His mind was all this while so fixed upon another devotion that he no more marked his friends discourse then the child that hath leave to play marks the last part of his lesson or the diligent Pilot in a tempest attends the unskilful words of a Passenger She trembled like the unlickt lamb newly yean'd upon a sheet of sâ—ow My expression is but like a picture drawn with a cole wanting those lively colours which a more skilfull pen might give it It is the Decree of Heaven That every Composition here beneath as well fram'd by the hand of Art as fashioned by the help of Nature should sustain some imperfection for glasse hath its lead gold its drosse corn its chaff Helen her mole the moon her spots and the Sun its shade Spa. Bawd Like the Sun that illuminates the whole aire if no cloud or solid opacous body intervene S. K.D. Did make no more
almost incurable A talkative fellow is the unbrac'd drum which beats a wise man out of his wits Love LOve in the interpretation of the envious is sofâ—ness in the wicked good men suspect it for lust and in the good some spiritual men have given it the name oâ— Charity And these are but terms to this which seems a more considerate defâ—nition That indefinite Love is Lust and Lust when it is determinâ—d to one is Love This definition â—oo does but intrude it self on what I was about to say which is and spoken with soberness though like a Lay-man that Love is the most acceptable imposition of nature the cause and preservation of life and the very healthfulness of the minde as well as of the body But Lust our raging feaver is more dangerous in Cities then the Calenture in ships Sir William Davenant in his Preface to Gondibert Love in the most obnoxious interpretation is natures preparative to her greatest works which is the making of life ibid. Love in humane nature is both the source and center of all passionâ— for not only hope fâ—ar and joy but even anger and hatred rise first out of the spring of love Mr. Montagu To be in love is the most intensive appropriaâ—ion of all the powers of our minde to one design ibid. Sensual love is the most fatal plague among all passions It is not a simple malady but one composed of all the evils in the world it hath the shiverings and heats of Feavers the ach and prickings of the Meagrum the rage of Teeth the stupeâ—action of the Virâ—â—go the furies of Frenzie the black vapors of the Hypocondry the disturbances of the Waking the stupidities of the Lethargy the fits of the Falling-sickness the faintness of the Tysick the heavings of the passions of the heart the pangs of the Colick the infections of the Leprosie the venom of Vlcers the malignity of the Plague the putrifaction of the Gangrene and all which is hoâ—rible in nature Holy Court Love Care is thy Court Tyranny thy Raign Slaves thy Subjects Folly thy Attendance Lust thy Law Sin thy Service and Repentance thy Wages Fear breedeth Wit Anger is the cradle of courage Joy opens and enables the Heart Sorrow weakneth it but love is engendred betwixt lust and idleness his companions are unquietness longings fond comforts faint discomforts hopes jâ—alousies ungrounded rages causeless yieldings the highest end it aspires to is a little pleasure with much pain before and great repentance after At that time the flames of his chast love began to burn more forcible then ever He loved her with a love mingled with respect of merit and compassion of her persecuted innocency To love is natural not to love is monstrous H.C. Such was the unresistable force of his unlimitable affection that in spite of reason he was enforced to do homage unto passion Her love was a rich rock of defence against all Syrene songs It received such an impression of that wonderful passion which to be defined is impossible because no words reach to express the strange effects of it they only know it who inwardly feel it it is called Love He besought him not to make account of his speech which if it had been over passionate yet was it to be born withal because it proceeded out of an affection much more vehement Humanity enjoyns you to love me seeing I hold my life an easie sacrifice to enjoy you It is no pilgrimage to travel to your lips Worldly loves are the true Gardens of Adonis where wâ— can gather nothing but trivial flowers surrounded with many bryars Christian Diary A silent expression gives the pregnant'st testimony of a deep grounded affection where every look darts forth love Nothing shall have power to alien my love from you Let me draw from your look one blush of love or line of fancy Let me become an abject in the eyes of fame an object oâ— contempt to the world if my faithful devotion and observance supply not all my defects I am he who either you have great cause to love or no cause to hate She loved him as the pledge-bearer of her heart You towards whom I know not whether my love or admiration be greater Your affection hath got a Lordship in my thoughts Love to a yielding heart is a King but to a resisting is a Tyrant Sealing up all thoughts of love under the image of her memory The extream bent of my affection compells me to Love in the heart is an exhalation in a cloud it cannot continue idle there it daily forms a thousand imaginations and brings forth a thousand cares it findes out an infinity of inventions to advance the good of the beloved c. H.C. Death may end my life but not my love which as it is infinite must be immortal Him whose love went beyond the bounds of conceit much more of utterance that in her hands the ballance of his life or death did stand Such a love as mine wedded to vertue can never be so adulterated by any accident no nor yet ravish'd by passion as to bring forth a bastard disobedience whereof my very conscience not being able to accuse my thoughts I come to clear my self The proportion of my love is infinite So perfect a thing my love is to you as it suffers no question so it seems to receive injury by addition of any words unto it The more notable demonstrations you make of the love so far beyond my desert with which it pleaseth you to make me happy the more am I even in course of huâ—anity bâ—und to seek requitals witness Having embarked my careful love in the ship of my desire Good God! what sublimate is made in the lymbeck of Love His eyes were so eager in bâ—â—â—lding her that they were like those of the Bird that â—atches her eggs with her looks Stratonica He expected her at A. with so great impatience of love that he would have willingly hastned the course of the Sun to measure it by his affections He beholding her so accomplished easily felt the glances shot from her eyes were rays from her but arrows for his heart from whence he could receive nought but honorable wounds If you have as much confidence in me as I have love towards you Love is in effect a force pardon the exorbitancy of the word that is unresistable so strong a war is that which the appetite wageth against reason Then then in the pride of your perfections you paradized me in the heaven of your love The rare Idea that thus through the applause of mine eye hath bewitched my heart is the beautious image of your sweet self pardon me if I presume when the extremity of love pricks me forward Faults that grow by affection ought to be forgiven because they come of constraint Then Madam read with favor and censure with mercy Why should not that which is one rest in unity Bacon His bosom was the Cell wherein I hid my secrets
triumph of Nature the life of beauty the Queen of love Her action was beautified by nature and apparell'd with skill her gesture gave such a way unto her speech through the rugged wilderness of his imaginations that Her voice represented the heavenly seven-sphear'd harmony Such an extraordinary Majesty shines in all her actions as surely either Fortune by parentage or Nature in creation hath made her Pilgrimes who come from the remotest confines of the world cannot see any thing in all the affluent wealth thereof comparable to her Insomuch that I wish all the members of my body were changed into tongue and that I were nought but voyce to be throughout the whole Universe the trumpet of her praises H.C. Her gracious soul hath more Antidote in it then all the world hath poyson which will therfore in her affliction make her like the Sun which shewes his greatest countenance in his lowest declension and bring her out of it likâ— gold out of the fire refined not consumed Lost Sh. My prayer shall be That your Fortune may surmount your greatness and your vertue your fortune that your greatnesse may be above envy your goodnesse above detraction that your illustrious example may darken the ages past and lighten them to come that you may live beloved and die lamented lamented by earth but joy'd by heaven c. She suffer'd no mutiny of passions against reason nor of reason against God She resolved to work with perspective Glasses of dâ—fferent yea and even câ—ntrary kindes for when she described her own vâ—rtues she served heâ—selfâ— of a Diminishing Glasse which made them seem so little as to be no more thâ—n a kind of nothing But on the other side when she gave account of her imperfections she would by no means know them by any other name then of Vices and Sins because she took a Multiplying glasse to her self lest else those Mole-hils should not seem mountains Sir Tob. Mat. in his preface to S. Teresa's life You must give me leave to adjourn you for more ample satisfaction of this expectation to those drops which I may perhaps both be able and willing to derive and draw out of the Sea of her perfections c. Ib. I shall onely say in very few words by way as it were of antepast till the Feast come in that she had a heart as open as day in the exercise of bounty But above all things she was so perfect a lover of Truth that she would no more have even so much as but disguised it and much lesse varied from it in the least kind then she would have sold her self for a slave c. Ib. I le assure you this Elogium has no more in it of the Panegyrick then of the just praise I am rather her debtor then her creditor herein She puts that in execution which turns nature into admiration She whose two eyes were the Suns that rul'd my day and to whom onely her absence did make night she whose mild vertue and beauteous looks were a soft visible musick which entranc'd the lookers â—n and struck harmonious raptures into every chaft soul and instilled pure fires into every unchast c. Amor. War A pretty smile made a kind of day-break in her face She is wholly made of charm She is the star that rules my faculties Women discommended LOose Women are whoups proud birds which have nothing but crest and naturally delight in ordure they are Bats which cannot endure one little ray of light but seek to hide themselves under the mantle of night they are Horseleeches which draw blood from the veins of a House and State where they exercise their power They are Syrens of the earth which cause shipwracks without water They are Lamiae who have Hosteries of cut-throats that kill men under pretext of good usage They are Harpies who surprize even from Altars and in the end become envenomed Dipsades which enforce an enraged thirst upon those whom they have once bitten Ho. Court A woman without devotion is like a Bee without a sting which will make neither honey nor wax is a case covered with pretious stones to preserve a dunghill The tongues of women are like the bells of the Forrest Dodona which make a prodigious jangling O God! What a dangerous beast is the spirit of a woman It is able to create as many monsters in essence as fantasie can form in painting No Owle will live in Creet In Rhodes no Eagle will build her nest no wit spring in the will of women It is an infinite simplicity to commit secrets to a woman whose heart is as fit to keep what it out to conceal as a Sieve to hold water As well may I collect the scattered wind into a bag or from the watery surface scrape the guilt reflections of the Sun as bring her heart within the quiet list of wives that will obey and love Incestuous strumpet more wanton then Lamia more lascivious then Lais and more shameless thâ—n Pasophane whose life as it hath been shadowed with painted holiness so hath it been full of pestilent villanies Her Carcasse a better name I can hardly afford her outside was the inside of a Sepulcher her head was unthâ—cht as an old Parsonage her eyes like lights at the last snuff when the extinguisher is ready to make their Epitaphs sunk low into their Candlesticks her ears now deaf now happy such was her tongue they have lost their sense her nose worm'd like a piece of Homer of the first bind offended with her breath bowed to her chin to dam it up her cheeks hol'd as the earth in Dog days drowth her lips fit to be kist by none but themselves her teeth rotten as her soul hollow as her heart loose as the shingles of an old silenc'd steeple scragged as a disparked pale stood at that distance one could not bite another her tongue so weakly guarded scolds like the Alarm of a clock her chin was down'd with a China beard of twenty hairs her breast lank as a quick-sand wasted as an hourglasse at the eleventh use one arm one leg one foot she doff'd with day and as a resurrection don'd with the morrow her bones pithless as a stallion for seven posterities the slightest fears might now make rattle in her skin her body wasted to no waist blasted with lust as an Oke with lightning was as familiar with diseases as a Physitian To conclude she is odious beyond all comparison one sight of her would make the heat of youth recoyl into an infant continence Heroinae The look of a lascivious woman is like that of a Basiliâ—k which kils Chastity by beholding it Diogenes snarled bitterly when walking with another he spyed two women talking and said See the Viper and the Asp are changing poyson Feltham No Weather-cock under heaven is so variable as an inconstant woman Every breath of wind forces her to a various shape As if her mind were so neer a kin to air as it
me though most unworthy the master of her desires that vvas and still am a servant to her will He vvhose smallest sails of hope the least winds did blow After he had stretcht and tentred his wit and set all possibilities on the rack of his invention And longer may not I enjoy what I now possess then you shal find my promises full laden with rich performances And as I only breath by your favour and live through your love so will I ever owe you sealty for the one and still do you homage for the other He read her discontentment in the deep Characters of her face The angry Ocean swelled not as he seemed to storm The Imperious Mistres of my enthralled heart To imprison in silence How great soever my businesse be it shall wilingly yeeld to so noble a cause At that time when he thought the ship of his good fortune sailed vvith a prosperous wind towards the desired Port a contrary chance raised up in this calm Sea such a tempestuous storm that he feared a thousand times to see it sunk She vvho till then seemed to be a miracle of beauty did now appear to be a monster of uglinesse If you will raise me to that height of happinesse They gave him the Parabien of his safe arrivall Vouchsafe me your pardon for presuming and your patience in accepting at my hands this This partly if the great arrerage of duty and thankfulness which I ow you do not challenge priority hath moved me to present I dare not give sail into the Ocean of your vast soul vvhich is capable of all things from the highest to the lowest in perfection Like a man whose heart disdained all desires but one Which authority too great a sail for so small a Boat did He made his eyes quick Messengers to his mind Betwixt her breasts vvhich sweetly rose up like two fair mountainers in the pleasant vale of Tempe â—ere hung At vvhich the Clouds of my thoughts quite vanished Blushing like a fair morning in May. Do you not see that this is a sallet of wormwood vvhile mine eyes feed upon the Ambrosia of your beauty Here I make a full point of a hearty sigh This promise bound him Prentice He thought so much of that all other matters were but digressions unto him Not spoken by Ceremony but by truth I am too unfit a vessel in whom so high thoughts should be engraven Thus was the riches of the time spent Despair is the bellows of my affection As if his motions vvere chain'd to her look Whose name vvas sweetned by your breath Most blessed paper vvhich shall kisse that hand vvhereto all blessednesse is in nature a servant do not Beautifying her face vvith a sweet smile Humbly besought her to keep her speech for a vvhile vvithin the paradice of her mind If in my desire I wish or in my hopes aspire or in my imagination feign to my self any thing With all the conjuring vvords vvhiâ—h desire could endite and authority utter A new swarm of thoughts stinging her mind Vouchsafe onely height of my hope to I desire that my desire may be weighed in the ballances of Honor and let Vertue hold them More or lesse according as the Ague of her passion vvas either in the fit or intermission His sports vvere such as carried riches of knowledge upon the stream of delight Then she began to display the storehouse of her desires Perceiving the flood of her fury began to ebb he thought it policy to take the first of the tide Making vehement countenances the Ushers of his speech began Hide my fault in your mercy I 'le centinell your safety Your words to me are Acts your promises are Deeds You wrap me up with wonder Can your belief lay hold on such a miracle Her mind being an apt matter to receive what form his amplifying speeches would lay upon it danced so pretty a measure to his false musick that Clouded with passion Never did pen more quakingly perform his Office never was paper more doubly moistned with ink and tears never words mâ—re slowly married together Fearing how to end before he had reâ—olâ—ed how to begin Having the cold ashes of care cast upon the coals of his desire House The seat Nature bestowed but Art gave the building It was hard to say whether pitie of the one or râ—venge against the other held as then the soveraignty in his passions 'T was a Magnes stone to his courage His arm no oftner gave blows then the blows gave wounds then the wounds gave death Her hand one of the chiefest of Cupids firebrands By the foolish Idolatry of affection When the morning had won the field of darkness I 'le sooner trust a Sinon 'T is now about the noon of night Too mean a Shrine for such a Relique Carried by the tide of his imaginations But when her breath broke the prison of her fair lips and brought memory with his servant senses to his naturall office then I pray God make my memory able to contain the treasure of this wise speech Her arms and her tongue Rivals in kindness embracing Whilst the Roses of his lips made a Flower of affection with the Lilies of her hands Your will directress of my destiny is to me a Law yea an Oracle She incorporated her hand with his Then as after a great tempest the sky of her countenance cleared As in a clear mirror of sincere good will he saw a livâ—ly picture of his own gladness In my mind as yet a Prentice in the painfull mystery of passions brought me into a nâ—w traverse of my thoughts I have not language enough to fadom the dâ—pth of your vertues I 'le reare a Pyramis to your memory My want of power to satisfie so great a debt makes me accuse my fortunes Such endearments wil too much impoverish my gratitude How can I commit a sacriledge against the sweet Saint that lives in my inmost Temple I am too weake a band to tye so heavenly a knot The greatnesse of the benefit goes beyond all measure of thanks While she spake the quintescence of each word distilled down into his affected soul Departing he bequeathed by a will of words sealed with many kisses a full gift of all his love and life to Having with a pretty palenesse which left milky lines upon her Rosie cheeks paid a little duty to humane fear You whom I have cause to hate before I have means to know I will not die in debt to mine own duty She in whom nature hath accomplish'd so much that Imagine vouchsafe to imagine His fault found an easie pardon at the Tribunall he appealed to O my Dear said she and then kist him as loath to leave so perfect a sentence without a Comma Dearly purchasing the little ease of my body with the afflictions of my mind I am not Oedipus enough to understand you All things lye levell to your wishes They began to imp the wings of time with the Feathers of