thoughts are legible in the eye M. Roydon Often the eye mistakes the braine being troubled W. Sha. All amorous eyes obseruing forme thinks parts obscured best vv vvarner A greedy eye will haue a greedy hand D. Lodge A monstrous rabblement Of fowle mishapen wights of which some were Headed like Owles with beakes vncomely bent Others like dogs others like gryphons dreare And some had wings and some had clawes to teare And euery one of them had Linceus eies And euery one did bowes and arrowes beare All those were lawlesse lusts corrupt enuie And couetous aspects all cruell enemies Those same against the bulwarke of the sight Did laie strange siege and battailous assault Ne once did yeeld it respit day or night But soone as Titan gan his head exault And soone againe as he his light withhault Their wicked engines they against it bent That is each thing by which the eyes may fault But to them all more huge and violent Bewtie and money they that bulwarke shroudly rent Ed. Spencer Hearing Eares office is the troubled aire to take Which in their mazes formes a sound or noyse Whereof her selfe doth true distinction make The wickets of the soule are plac'd on hie Because all sounds do lightly mount aloft And that they may not pierce too violently They are delaid with turnes and windings oft I. Dauies As streames which with their winding bankes do play Stopt by their creekes runne softly through the plaine So in the eares labyrinth the voyce doth stay And doth with easie notice touch the braine Idem It is the slow'st yet the daintiest sence For euen the eares of such as haue no skill Perceiue a discord and conceiue offence And knowing not what 's good yet finde the ill Idem These conduit pipes of knowledge the minde But th' other three attend the body still For by their seruices the soule doth finde What things are to the body good or ill I. Dauies The second bulwarke was the hearing sence Gainst which the second troupe designment makes Deformed creatures in straunge difference Some hauing heads like harts some like to snakes Some wild like boares late rowz'd out of the brakes Slaunderous reproaches and foule infamies Leasings backbitings and vaine-glorious crake Bad counsels praises and false flatteries All those against that first did send their batteries Ed. Spencer Smelling Next in the nosthrils she doth vse the Smell As God the breath of life in them did giue So makes he now his power in them to dwell To iudge all aires whereby we breathe and hue This sence is also mistresse of an art Which to soft people sweet petfumes doth sell Through this deare art doth little good impart Since they smell best that doth of nothing smell And ye good sents do purifie the braine Awake the fancie and the wittes refine Hence old deuotion in aduise did ordaine To make mens spirits more apt to thoughts diuine I. Dauies Likewise that same third fort that is the smell Of that third troupe was cruelly assaide Whose hideous shapes were like to fiends of hell Some like to hounds some like to apes dismaide Some like to puttocks all in plumes arraide All shapte according their conditions For by those ougly formes werren portraide Foolish delights and fond abusions Which do that sence besiege with light illusiōs Ed. Sp. Tasting The bodies life with meates and aire is fed Therefore the soule doth vse the tasting power In vaines which through the tong pallat spred Distinguish euery rellish sweet and sower This is the bodies nurse but since mans wit Found the Art of cookery to delight his sence More bodies are consumde and kild with it Then with the sword famine or pestilence I. Dauies That fourth band which cruell battery bent Against the fourth bulwarke that is the taste Was as the rest a grisly rabblement Some mouth like greedy Estriges some fac'st Like loathly Toades some fashioned in the waste Like swine for so deseru'd his luxurie Surfet misdiet and vnthriftie warke Vaine feasts and idle superfluitie All those this sences for t assaile incessantly Ed. Sp. Feeling Lastly the feeling power which is lifes roote Through euery liuing part it selfe doth shed By sinewes which extend from head to foote And like a net all ouer the body spred Much like a subtill spider which doth sit In middle of her web which spreddeth wide If ought do touth the outmost thred of it She feeles it instantly on euery side I. Dauies By touch the first pure qualities we learne Which quicken all things hot cold moist and drie By touch hard soft rough swoot we do discerne By touch sweet pleasure and sharpe paine we trie These are the outward instruments of sence These are the guardes which euery one must passe Ere it approach the mindes intelligence Or touch the phantasie wits looking glasse Idem But the fift troupe most horrible of hue And fierce of force was dreadfull to report For some like snailes some did like spiders shewe And some like ougly vrchins thicke and short Cruelly they assailed that fift fort Armed with darts of sensuall delight With strings of carnall lust and strong effect Of feeling pleasures with which day and night Against the same fift bulwarke they continued fight Ed. Spencer Sinne. First we do taste the fruite then see our sin S. Daniell Shame followes sin disgrace is daily giuen Impietie will out neuer so closely donne No walles can hide vs from the eye of heauen For shame must end what wickednes begun Forth breakes reproach when we least thinke thereon Idem Like as diseases common cause of death Bring daunger most when least they pricke and smart Which is a signe they haue expulst the breath Of liuely heate which doth defend the hart Euen so such sinnes as felt are on no part Haue conquered grace and by their wicked vre So kild the soule that it can haue no cure I. Hig. M. of M. Sinnes haruest neuer failes but grace hath death D. Lodge Couer thou fier neuer so close within Yet out it will and so will secret sin M. of M. It doubles sinne if finely sinne we practise to preuent W.W. Man may securely sinne but safely neuer B. Ihonson What wight on earth can voyd of fault be found What Saint is that who doth not sinne sometime Tweene good and bad this difference sole is found That good men sinne but seld and mend betime The bad man making scruple none nor question Yeelds willingly to euery leaud suggestion S. I. H. Sinnes oft assaid ere thought to be no sin So soileth sinne the soule it sinketh in M. of M. Shame leaues vs by degrees not at first comming For nature checks a new offence with loathing But vse of sinne doth make it seeme as nothing S. Daniell What though our sinnes go braue and better clad They are as those in rags as base as bad Idem The spot is foule though by a Monarch made Kings cannot priuiledge a sinne forbade Idem Sinne euer
Commonly all that counterfeit In any thing exceed the naturall meane And that for feare of faâ—â—ing in their feat Idem The louely lookes the sighes that storme so sore The due of deep dissembling doublenesse These may attempt but are of power no more Where beautie leanes to wit and soothfastnesse D. Lodge Who hath to doo With deep dissemblers must dissemble too Ch. Middleton Vid Hypocrisie End The End doth alwaies proue the fact By End we iudge the meaning of the act S. I. H. Transl Begin where lightnesse wil in shame it ends G. Chapman Earth Thus whilest he laid his head vpon her lap She in a fiery mantle doth him wrap And carries him vp from his lumpish mould Into the skies whereas he might behold Th' earth in perfect roundnesse of a ball Exceeding globes most artificiall Which in a fixed point nature disposed And with the sundry elements inclosed Which as the Center permanent doth stay When as the skies in their diurnall sway Strongly maintaine the euerturning course Forced alone by their first mouers source Where he beholds the aiery regions Whereas the clouds and strange impressions Maintaind by coldnesse often do appeare And by the highest region of the aire Vnto the clearest element of fire Which to her siluer footstoole doth appeere M. Drayton The Moone is darkned to all creatures eies Whilest in the shadow of the earth she lies For that the earth of nature cold and drie A very Chaos of obscuritie Whose globe exceeds her compasse by degrees Fixed vpon her superficies When in his shadow she doth hap to fall Doth cause her darknes to be generall Idem Earth Beares all her sonnes and daughters in one wombe She Europes Ameriques Affriques Asians toombe Idem Earth cannot comprehend The secret depths of iudgements all diuine Where is no ground beginning midst nor fine I. Syluester Transl O trustlesse state of earthly things and slipper hope Of mortall men that swinke and worke for nought And shooting wide doth misse the marked scope Now haue I turnd a lesson dearly bought That nis on earth assurance to be sought Ed. Spencer A narrow roome our glory vaine vnties A little circle doth our pride containe Earth like an I le amid the water lies Which sea sometime is cald sometime the maine Yet nought therein resounds a name so great It 's but a lake a pond a marish street Ed. Fairfax Transl Our mother earth nere glories in her frute Till by the sunne clad in her tinsell sute Nor doth she euer stare him in the face Till in her glorious armes she him imbrace Which proues she hath a soule sence and delight Of generation feeling appetite M. Drayton To know our selues to come of humane birth These sad afflictions crosse vs here on earth A taske imposde by heauens eternall lawe To keepe our rude rebellions well in awe M. Drayton Next vnto him malicious Enuie rode Vpon a rauenous Wolfe and still did chawe Betweene his cankred teeth a venomous tode That all the poyson ranne about his iawe But inwardly he chawed his owne mawe At neighbours wealth that made him euer sad For death it was when any good he sawe And wept that cause of weeping none he had But when he heard of harme he waxed wondrous glad Ed. Spencer The other held a snake with venome fraught On which she fed and gnawed hungerly As if that long she had not eaten ought That round about the iawes we might discry The bloody gore and poyson dropping loathsomly Her name was Enuie knowne well thereby Whose nature is to greeue and grudge at all That she sees done praise worthily Whose sight to her is greatest crosse may fall And vexeth so that makes her eate her gall For when she wanteth other thing to eate She feedes on her owne maâ— vnnaturall And of her owne foule entrailes make her meate Meate fit for such a monsters monstrous diet Idem I chaunced on a monster of a man With health heart sicke sterued with store of foode With riches poore with beautie pale and wan Wretched with happinesse euil with good One eye did enuie at the th' other eie Because the other enuide more then hee His hands did fight for the first iniurie So Enuie enuide enuide to be And as he went his tender foote was sore And enuide at the foote that went before Th. Bastard This monster honors hurt is like the curre That barkes at strangers comming at the durre But sparing alwaies those are to her knowne To them most gentle to the others throwne This monster al 's is like a rauing cloude Which threatens alwaies kindly Vulcan loude To smore and drowne him with her powring raine Yet force of fire repels his force againe K. of S. Oft malice makes the mind to shed the boyled brine And enuies humor oft vnlades by conduits of the eine T. W. Enuy liues with vs whilst our selues suruiue But when we die it is no more aliue Ch. Fitz Ieffry. The knottie Oake and wainscot old Within doth eate the silly worme Euen so a mind in enuy cold Alwaies within it selfe doth burne Idem Each sence may common subiects comprehend Things excellent the sensitiue confound The eye with light and colours may contend The care endure the note of common sound Both faile when glorious beames and strokes abound So Enuy that at meanest things beares spight Stands mute at view of vnexspected height Th. Storer Enuy harboureth most in feeblest brest S. Phil. Sidney Fell enuies cloud still dimmeth vertues ray Ed. Spencer Foule enuie thou the partiall iudge of right Sonne of deceit borne of that harlot hate Nursed in hell a vile and vgly sprite Feeding on slaunder cherisht with debate Neuer contented with thine owne estate Deeming alike the wicked and the good Whose words be gall whose actions end in blood M. Drayton Enuie doth cease wanting to feede vpon Idem Like as the poyze that would the palme represse Doth cause the bowes spread larger round about So spite and enuie causeth glory sprout And aye the more the top is ouertroad The deeper doth the same roote spread abroad M. of M. Sicilian Tyrants yet did neuer finde Then Enuie greater torment of the minde Idem Our dayes are stampt in Enuies mint And this our age cast in the Iron mold Our hearts are hew'd out of Cancasean flint And two leau'd plates of brasse our brest enfold Hate waxeth yoong the world thus waxing old And best we like them that do vs loue the least And least we loue them whom we should like best Ch. Fitz Geffrey Error His glisteâ—ing armour made A little glooming light much like a shade By which she saw the vgly monster plaine Halfe like a serpent horribly displaied But th' other halfe did womans shape retaine Most loathsome filthy foule and full of vile disdaine And as she lay vpon the dyrtie ground Her huge long taile her den all ouerspred Yet was in knots and many bouts vpwound Pointed with mortall sting of her there bred
dies Loue is all truth lust full of forced lies W. Shakespeare Where whoredome raignes there murder follows fast As falling leaues before the winters blast R. Greene. Lust is a fire and for an houre or twaine Giueth a scorching blaze and then he dies H. C. O deeper sinne then bottomlesse conceit Can comprehend in still imagination Drunken desire must vomit his receit Ere he can see his owne abhomination While lust is in his pride no exclamation Can cure his heate or raigne his rash desire Till like a Iade selfe-will himselfe do tire VV. Shakespeare Lust neuer taketh ioy in what is due But leaues knowne delights to seeke out new S. Daniell In chastitie is euer prostitute Whose trees we loath when we haue pluckt the fruite G. Chapman Eschue vile Venus toyes she cuts off age And learne this lesson of and teach thy friend By pocks death sudden begging harlots end M. of M. The lechars toong is neuer voyd of guile Nor Crocodile wants teares to win his praie The subtillest temptor hath the sweetest stile With rarest musicke Syrens soon'st betraie M. Drayton Lust puts the most vnlawfull things in vre Nor yet in limits euer could be bounded Till he himselfe himselfe hath quite confounded Idem Abandon lust if not for sin yet to auoyd the shame So hogs of Ithacus his men the Latian witch did frame VV. Warner That great Phisition that had liu'd in helth age admirde Did answer askt the cause not he had done as flesh desirde Idem The Spartans war for rapted queene to Ilions ouerthrow The Monarch of Assiria chang'd and Latine kings also For Tarquins lust Idem Each house for lust a harbor and an Inne Each citie is a sanctuary for sinne And all do pitie beautie in distresse If beautie chaste then onely pittilesse M. Drayton Lawes Deriue thy lawes from wisest heads to be vpholden still Not adding or abstracting as conceited tire brains will Encourage good men by thy loue reforme the bad by lawe Reserue an eare for either plea and borrow leaue of awe VV. VVarner In vaine be counsells statutes humaine lawes When chiefe of Councells pleades the iustest cause M. Drayton So constantly the Iudges conster lawes That all agree still with the stronger cause M. of M. Pansamias and Lisander by their swords And warlike vertues made Lacaena rich Fame followed them where they the tents did pitch But graue Licurgus by his lawes and words Did merit more then these renowned Lords D. Lodge Licurgus for good lawes lost his owne libertie And thought it better to prefer common commoditie G. Gascoigne That Lawyer thogh he more by art theÌ„ right doth ouerthrow Consents to sin deceiues the Iudge wroÌ„g right is iustice foe VV. VVarner Libertie Sweete libertie to vs giues leaue to sing What world it was where loue the rule did beare How foolish chaunce by lots rul'd euery thing How errour was maine saile each waue a teare The Mr. loue himselfe deepe sighes weare winde Cares rowd with vowes the ship vnmerry minde False hope as firme oft turn'd the boate about In constant faith stood vp for middle mast Dispaire the cable twisted all with doubt Held griping griefe the piked Anchor fast Bewtie was all the rockes VV. Watson O liberty how much is that man blest Whose happie fortunes do his faâ—es areede That for deserts reioyces to be freede Th. Storer Sweete libertie the lifes best liuing flame I. Markham Our lands may come againe but libertie once lost Can neuer find such recoÌ„pence as counteruails the cost G. Gascoigne Learne freedome and felicitie haukes flying where they list Be kindlier more sound then haukes best tended to the â—ist vv vvarner He liues to die a noble death that life forefreed once spends Idem The name of Libertie The watchword of rebellion euer vsde The idle Eccho of vncertaintie That euermore the simple hath abusde S. Daniell Life All mans life me seemes a Tragedie Full of sad sighes and sore Catastrophes First comming to the world with weeping eie Where all his dayes like dolorous Trophies Are heapt with spoyles of fortune and of feare And he at last laid forth on balefull beare Ed. Spencer Our life is but a step in dustie way S. Phil. Sidney This mortall life as death is tride And death giues life M. Roydon What in this life we haue or can desire Hath time of grow'th and moment of retire D. Lodge Our bodies euery foot-step that they make March toward death vntill at last they die Whether we worke or play or sleep or wake Our life doth passe and with times wings doth flie I. Dauies The life of man a warfare right in body and in soule Resignes his robbed carkasse to be rolled in the mould W. Warner The terme of life is limited Ne may a man prolong or shorten it The souldier may not moue from watchfull stid Nor leaue his stand vntill his captaine bid Ed. Spencer The longer life I wot the greater sin The greater sin the greater punishment Idem Thus passeth with the ouerplus of life The pleasant spring and flower of mortall life The Aprils pompe once subiect to decay Returnes not in the bud that earst was rife Whilest mornings weepe the liuely flower doth bost Then pluck the stalke and let not it be lost D. Lodge The sunne doth set and brings againe the day But when our life is gone we sleepe for aye Th. Ach. Sunne sets and riseth goes downe and quickly reuiueth But mans light once out eternall darknesse abideth Ab. Fraunce All mortall men must from this life be gone Of life and death there are more soules then one The greatest and most glorious thing on ground May often need the helpe of weakest hand So feeble is mans state and life vnsound That in assurance it may neuer stand Till it disordered be from earthly band Ed. Spencer The restlesse life which men here lead May be resembled to the tender plant It springs it sprouts as babes in cradle breed Flourish in May like youthes that wisedome want In Autumne ripe and rots least store waxe scant In winter shrinkes and shrowdes from euery blast Like crooked age when lustie youth is past G. Gascoigne The wicked liuers oftentimes haue wicked ends S. I. H. Life is not lost said she for which is bought Endles renowne that more then death is to be sought Ed. Spencer Better it is for one to liue obscure Then in a publike state to liue vnsure D. Lodge No life is blest that is not grac't with loue B. Ihonson They double life that dead things griefe sustaine They kill that feele not their friends liuing paine G Chapman That life 's ill spar'd that 's spar'd to cast more bloud S. Daniell Loue. Of Loue 's perfection perfectly to speake Or of his nature rightly to define Indeed doth farre surpasse our reasons reach And needs this priest t' expresse his power diuine For long before the world he was yborne And bred aboue in Venus bosome deare For by his
differs but the outward fame W. Sha. Seld shall you see the ruine of a prince But that the people eke like brunt do beare And old records of auncient times long since From age to age yea almost euery where With proofe hath glutted euery yeare Thus by the follies of the princes hart The bounden subiect still receiueth smart G. Gascoigne Quietnesse The wind is great vpon the highest hills The quiet life is in the dale below Who tread on yâ—e shall slide against their wills They want not cares that curious arts would know Who liues at ease and can content him so Is perfit wise and sets vs all to schoole Who hates this lore may well be call'd a foole M. of M. Quietnes the onely nurse or ease M. Dray Wellwot I sooth they say that say more quiet nights and daies The shepheard sleeps wakes then he whose cattell he doth graze VV. Warner Reason Logicke reason in a daunce Reson the Cynosure and bright load-starre In this worlds sea t' auoyd the rocke of chaunce For vith close following and continuance Oâ—e reason doth another so ensue A in conclusion still the daunce iâ— true I. Dauies Reason should haue abilitie To hâ—ld these worldly things in such proportion As lethem come or go with euen facilitie S. Phil. Sidney â—uery thing that is begun with reason Will câ—â—e by ready meanes vnto his end But thiâ—gs miscounselled must needs miswend Ed. Spencer Reason by prudence in her function Had wont to tutor all out action Ayding with precepts of Philosophie Our feebled natures imbecillitie But now affection with concupiscence Haue got ore reason chiefe preheminence I. Marston What warre so cruell or what siege so sore As that which strong affections do applie Against the fort of reason euermore To bring the soule into captiuitie Their force is fairer through infirmitie Of the fraile flesh relenting to their rage And exercise most bitter tirannie Vpon the parts brought into their bondage No wretchednesse is like to sinfull villanie Ed. Spencer But in a body which doth freely yeeld His parts to reasons rule obedient And letteth not that ought the scepter weeld All happie peace and goodly gouernment Is setled there in sure establishment Idem He that is of reasons skill bereft And wants the stuffe of wisedome him to stay Is like a subiect midst of tempest left Withouten helme or pilot her to sway Full sad and dreadfull is that ships euent So is the man that wante intendment Idem Reason doth teach vs that the care is vaine For ill once past which cannot turne againe Th. vvatson If reason bandie with opinion Opinion winnes in the conclusion For if a man be once opinionate Millions of reasons will extenuate His forced malice conference Cannot asswage opinions insolence But let opinion once lay batterie To reasons for t she will turne heresie Or superstition wily politist But she will win those rampiâ—es which resist Ed. Gilpin Nought can reason auaile in heauenly matters S. Phil Sid. She whom sauns reason men haue reason hight Since first in â—ire the Lord the aire inclosde In aire the sea in sea the earth disposde Hath with mild faith maintaind continuall fight I. Syluester The eye of reason is with raging ybent Ed. Sp. Religion Sacred Religion mother of forme and feare S. Daniell O that this power from euerlasting giuen The great alliance made twixt God and vs The intelligence that earth doth hold with heauen Sacred Religion O that thou must thus Be made to smooth our vniust vneuin Brought from aboue earths quarrell to discusse Must men beguile our soules to win our wills And make our zeale the furtherer of ills Idem No one quailes religion more then foundring presbitie Each sâ—t impugning order saith and doth his infancie W. Warner What may not mischiefe of mad man abuse Religions cloake some one to vice doth chuse And maketh God protector of his crime O monstrous world well ought we wish thy fine M. of M. English men nay Christian men not only seeme prophane But man to man as beast to beast hold ciuil duties vaine Yea pulpits some like pedlers packs yeeld forth as men affect And what a Synode should conclude a souter doth correct The rude thus bosâ—ing literature one sin begets another And grosly thogh a schisme yet hath ech Schismatick his brother Mean while the learned waÌ„t their meed none with profit hears The tedious dolt whose artlesse tong doth preach to verie eares VV. VVarner Since pure religion doth install Learned professors Prelates of deserts Let them aspire and reac instructed harts Against the base bestowers of church liuings That vse their graunts in tellings not in giuings Th. Storer Repentance Repentance makes two riuers of her eies Her humble face dares scant behold the skies Her broken breast is beaten blew and blacke Her tender fleshis rent wih rugged sacke With sorrowes snowes her hoary waxen head With ashes pale and dust is ouerspread I. Syluister Repentance hope and soft humilitie Do flanke the wings of faiths triumphant carre Idem Repentance A salue a comfort and a cordiall He that hath her the keies of heauen hath This is the guide this is the port the path M. Drayton O happie they that keepe within their measure To turne their course in time and sound retreit Before that wit which late Repentance tought Were better neuer had then so deare bought S. I. H. Sinnes haue their salues repentance can do much R. Greene. To be penitent for faults with it a paron beares W. W. Then hope we health when sinne is left repentantly in hart Adde then new life and we to God God doth to vs conuart Idem Yet stay thy feete in murders vgly gate Ill comes to soone repentance oft too late M. Dr Their liues no man so setled in content That hath not daily whereof to repent D. Lodge We see what 's good and thereto we consent But yet we chuse the worse and soone repent S. Daniell Rest. What so strong But wanting rest will also want of might The sunne that measures heauen all day long At night doth bath his steeds th' Ocean waues among Ed. Spencer Vntroubled night they say giues counsell best Idem Who long hath rested cannot runne apace The fettered horse is hindmost in the chase Reuenge Next within the entrie of the gate Sate fell reuenge gnashing her teeth with ire Deuising meanes how she may vengeance take Neuer in rest till she haue her desire But frets within so farre forth with the fier Of wreaking flames that now determines shee To die by death or vengd by death to bee M. Sackuill O fearefull frowning Nemesis Daughter of iustice most seuere That art the worlds great arbitresse And Queene of causes raigning heere S. Daniell Fierce Nemesis mother of fate and change Sword bearer of th' eternall prouidence Idem Nemesis whose hastie reuenging Hands are euer at hand whose mind is mutable alwaies At miseries laughing at mens felicitie grudging A. Fraunce
eye appeares It fits that youth the spring of man should bee Richt with such flowers as vertue getteth thee R. Greene. For noble youth there is no thing so meete As learning is to know the good from ill To know the tongues and perfectly endite And of the lawes to haue the perfect skill Things to reforme as right and iustice will For honour is ordained for no cause But to see right maintained by the lawes M. of M. The youth of Princes haue no boundes for sinne Vnlesse themselues doe make the bounds within S. Daniell Most true it is as vessels of first licours euer taste Loue seasoned so with sweetnes of youth the same dooth euer last W. Warner Like as the vessell euer beares a taste Of the same iuice wherewith it first was fil'd And as in fruitfull ground the seede growes fast That first is sowen after the ground is till'd So looke what lore in youthfull yeeres is plast By that they grow the worse or better willed When as they came to manly age and stature Sith education is another nature S. I. H. The tunne retaineth long the taste and sent Of that pure licour which at first it hent And what impression one in youth retaine In age our reason hardly will restraine D. Lodge What by vaine example youth conceiues The same for lawfull daily he receiues Idem Age is deformed youth vnkind Wee scorne their bodyes they our mindes Th. Bastard The youth are foolish hardy or lesse hardy theÌ„ they ought Effeminate fantasticke in few not few are nought W. Warner Forward sinne in raines of foolish rage Leaues heedlesse youth inchaind his captiue page D. Lodge Youth doth deserue by might But old age by good counsell and fore-sight Idem Youth may loue and yongmen may admire If old age cannot yet it will desire I. Weeuer In grained habits died with often dips Are not so soone discoloured yong slippes New set are easily mou'd and pluckt away But elder rootes clippe faster in the clay I. Murston The plow-man first his land doth dresse and turne And makes it apt or ere the seede he sow VVhereby hee is full like to reape the corne VVhere otherwise no seede but weed should grow By which example men may easily know When youth haue wealth before they can well vse it It is no woonder though they doe abuse it M. of M. Reform the eueÌ„ to day vnapt to day least apt to morrow Youth aptly offers vertues such as yeares vnaptly borrow VV. VV. Looke what wee haue when youth is most in prime That shall wee want in age by course of time Th. Churchyard The diuision of the day naturall Mediae noctis inclinatio Night was farre spent and now in Ocean deepe Orion flying fast from hissing snake His flaming head did hasten for to steepe Ed. Sp. By this th' eternall lamps wherewith high Ioue Doth light the lower world were halfe yspent And the moyst daughters of huge Atlas stroue Into th' ocean deep to driue their wearie droue IdeÌ„ The gentle humorous night Implyes her middle course and the sharpe east Breathes on my spirit with his fierie steedes G. Chapman The silent night that long had soiourned Now gan to cast her sable mantle off And now the sleepie waine-man softly droue His slow-pac't teeme that long had trauailed Th. Kyd. Gallicinium By this the Northerne Wagoner had set His seuen-fold teeme behind the stedfast starre That was in Ocean waues yet neuer wet But firme is fixt and sendeth light from farre To all that in the wide deepe wandring are And cheereful chauntte cleere with his notes shrill Had warned once that Phebus fierie carre 〈◊〉 haste was climing vp to Esterne hill Full enuious that the night so long his roome did fâ—ill Ed. Spencer What time the natiue Bel-man of the night The bird that warned Peter of his fall First rings his siluer bel to each sleeping wight That should their mindes vp to deuotion call Idem The cheerefull cocke the sad nights trumpeter Wayting vpon the rising of the sunne Doth sing to see how Cynthia shrinks her horne Where Clitia takes her progresse to the East VVhere wringing west with drops of siluer dew Her wonted teares of loue she doth renew The wandering swallow with her broken song The countrie wench vnto her worke awakes Whilst Cytherea sighing walks to seeke Her murdered loue transformed to a rose Whom though she see to croppe shee kindly feares But kissing sighes and dewes him with her teares Th. Kyd. Now ere the purple dawning yet did spring The ioyfull Larke began to stretch her wing And now the cocke the mornings trumpeter Plaid hunts vp for the day-starre to appeare Downe slideth Phebe from her cristall chayre S'daigning to lend her light vnto the ayre M. Drayton Diliculum At last fayre Hesperus in highest skie Had spent his lamp brought forth dawning light Ed. Spencer The night growen old her blacke head waxen gray Sure shepheards signe that morn wil soon fetch day S. Ph. Sydney It was the time when gainst the breaking day Rebellious night yet stroue and still repined For in the east appeares the morning gray And yet some lampes in Ioues high pallace shined Ed. Fairfax By this Apolloes golden harpe beganne To send forth musicke to the Ocean Which watchfull Hesperos no sooner heard But hee the day bright bearing carre prepar'd And ranne before as harkenger of light And with his flaming beames â—ockt vgly night Ch. Marlow Lycaons sonne The hardy plough-swaine vnto mightie Ioue Hath trac'd his siluer furrowes in the heauen And turning home his ouer-watched teeme Giues leaue vnto Apolloes chariot R. Greene. Nights candles are burnt out and iocond day Stands tiptoe on the mistie mountaines top VV. Sh. Loe now the gentle Larke wearie of rest From his moyst cabynet mounts vp on hie And wakes the morning from whose siluer breast The sunne ariseth in his maiestie VVho doth the world so gloriously behold That Cedar tops and hilles seem'd burnisht gold Idem Mane The ioyous day gan earlie to appeare And fayre Aurora fro her dewy bed Of aged Tithon gan her selfe to reare With rosie cheekes for shame as blushing red Ed. Spencer Now when the rosie-fingred morning fayre Wearie of aged Tithons saffron bed Had spread her purple robe through dewie ayre And the high hilles Titan discouered The royall Virgin shooke off drowsie bed Idem Now sullen night with slow sad pace descended To vgly hell when loe the blushing morrow Lends light to all faire eyes that light will borrow W. Sh. Soone as the morrow saire with purple beames Disperst the shadowes of the mistie night And Titan playing on the easterne streames Gan cleare the dewie ayre with springing light Ed. Spencer The dewie Rose at morne had with her hayres In sundrie sorts the Indian clime adornde And now her eyes apparelled in teares The losse of louely Memnon long had mornde D. Lodge The gaudie morne out of her golden sleepe Awakte and little birdes vncagde
instrument of heauen To call the earth and summon vp our shame By an edict from euerlasting giuen Forbids mortalitie to search the same Where sence is blind and wit of wit bereauen Terror must be our knowledge feare our skill To admire his worke and tremble at his will S. Daniell Howsoeuer things in likely hood discent In birth life death our god is first the middle euent And not what he can do he wil but what he wil he can And that he do or do it not behoues vs not to scan W. Warner God may all that he wills his will is iust God wills all good to them that in him trust Th. Hudson Transl Where the Almighties lightening brand doth light It dimmes the daz'led eies daunts the sences quight Ed. Spencer The Gods are euer iust Our faults excuse their rigour must S. Daniell The Lord law-maker iust and righteous Doth frame his lawes not for himselfe but vs He frees himselfe and flies with his powers wing No where but where his holy will doth bring All that he doth is good because it doth proceed From him that is the roote of good indeed From him that is the spring of righteousnesse From him whose goodnesse nothing can expresse I. Syluester Indeed the euil done Dies not when breath the body first doth leaue But from the gransire to the nephewes sonne And all his seed the curse doth often cleaue Till vengeance vtterly the guilt bereaue So straightly God doth iudge Ed. Spencer There is no strength in armour man or horse Can vaile If Ioue on wronged take remorse For he on whom the deadly dart doth light Can neuer scape by raunsome friend nor flight I. Harr. Mir. of Mag. Eternall prouidence exceeding thought Where none appeares can make her selfe away Ed. Spencer If Gods can their owne excellence excell It 's in pardoning mortalls that rebell M. Drayton God most doth punish whom he most regardeth S. I. Harr. Transl Where Gods do vengeance craue It is not strong deensiue walls that any thing can saue VV. Warner God hath made a salue for euery sore If men would learne the same for to apply S. I. Harr. Transl Man purposeth but all things are disposed By that great God that sits and rules aboue Idem What man is he that boasts of fleshly might And vaine assurance of mortalitie Which all so soone as it doth come to fight Against spirituall foes yeelds by and by Or from the field most cowardly doth flye Ne let the man ascribe it to his skill That though grace hath gained victory If any sleight we haue it is to ill But all the good is Gods both power and eke the will Ed. Spencer God neuer seekes by tryall of temptation To sound mans heart and secret cogitation For well he knowes man and his eye doth see All thoughts of men ere they conceaued bee I. Syluester Transl God Conioynes no lesse our willes then bolds our harts A sure presage that he is on our parts Th. Hudson Tran. Our God is iust whose stroke delaid long Doth light at last with paine more sharpe and strong I. H. M. of Magist The mistie cloudes that fall sometime And ouercast the skies Are like to troubles of our time Which do but dimme our eies But as such deawes are dried vp quite When Phebus showes his face So are sad fancies put to flight When God doth guide by grace G. Gascoigne Gods mercy gently waighes his iustice downe Th. Aâ—helly So blinds the sharpest counsell of the wise This ouershadowing prouidence on hie And dazeleth the clearest sighted eies That they see not how nakedly they lie There where they little thinke the storme doth rise And ouercast their cleare securitie When man hath stopt all waies saue only that That least suspected ruine enters at S. Daniell When Sathan tempts he leades vs vnto hell But God doth guide whereas no death doth dwell When Sathan tempts he seekes our faith to foyle But God doth seale it neuer to recoyle Sathan suggesteth ill good moues to grace The diuel seekes our baptisme to deface But God doth make our burning zeale to shine Amongst the candels of his Church diuine I. Syl. Transl Gods word Which made the world sustaines and guides it still To diuers ends conducts both good and ill He that preferres not God fore all his race Amongst the sonnes of God deserues no place And he that plowes the furrowes of Gods feeld May not turne backe his fainting face nor yeeld Idem God with eternall bread in time of need His loued Iacob fortie yeares did feed And gaue them water from the solid stone Which of it selfe had neuer moysture none Their caps their coats and shoes that they did weare God kept all fresh and new full fortie yeare Th. Hud Tran. The most iust God when once mans sinnes do grow Beyond the bounds of pardon and of grace Because that men his iudgements best may know Like to his loue to rule on earth doth place Monsters most vile to tyrannize vs so With wrong the right with lust lawes to deface For this said cause were Scylla sent and Marius The Nerons both and filthy minded Varius For this Domitian held in Rome the raigne And Antoninus of that name the last And Messinine a base vnworthy swaine To place mankind in princely throne was plaste For this in Thebes did cruell Creon raigne With other tyrants more in ages past For this of late hath Italy bene wonne By men of Lombardie of Goth and Hunne S. Daniell Good deeds Who wold to God but workes no good who seeketh fame by ease Comes short of both no lesse then maps to very lands and seas VV. VVarner Good deeds in case that they be euil placed Ill deeds are reckoned and soone disgraced That is a good deed that preuents a bad G. Chapman Well doing farre exceedeth well to say G. Turberuile Ill deeds may better the bad words be bore Ed. Spencer Let euery one do all the good they can or sildom commeth harme of doing well Though iust reward it wanteth now and than Yet shame and euill death it doth expell But he that mischieueth an other man Seldome doth carry it to heauen or hell Men say it and we see it come to passe Good turnes in dust and bad turnes writ in glasse S. I. Harrington Transl Wretched is he that thinkes by doing ill His euill deeds long to conceale and hide For though the voyce and tongues of men be still By foules and beasts his sinne shall be discride And God oft worketh by his secret will That sinne it selfe the sinner so doth guide That of his owne accord without request He makes his wicked doings manifest Idem Our bodies buried then our deeds ascend Those deeds in life to worth can not be rated In death with life our fame euen then is dated M. Drayton Greatnesse Great things still orewhelme themselues by waight E. Guilpin Greatnesse like to the sunnes reflecting powers The fier bred vapours naturally
exhailes And is the cause that oft the euening lowers When foggy mists enlarge their duskie sailes That his owne beames he in the cloudes impailes And either must extinguish his owne light Or by his vertue cause his proper right M. Drayton To be huge is to be deadly sicke I. Marston O blinded Greatnesse thou with thy turmoile Still selling happy life mak'st life a toile S. Daniel He that striues to manage mightie things Amidst his triumphes beares a troubled minde The greatest hope the greatest haruest brings And poore men in content there glory finde D. Lâ—dge The man that furthereth other men to thriue Of priuate greatnesse doth himselfe depriue Th. Storer Griefe Griefe all in sables sorrowfully clad Downe hanging his dull head with heauie cheare Yet inly beine more then seeming sad A paire of pincers in his hand he had With which he pinched people to the heart That from thenceforth a wretched life they lad In wilfull languor and consuming smart Dying each day with impair'd wounds of dolors dart Ed. Spencer Griefe onely makes his wretched state to see Euen like a toppe which nought but whipping moues This man this talking beast this walking tree Griefe is the stone which finest iudgements proues For who grieues not hath but a blockish braine Since cause of Griefe we cause from life remoues S. Ph. Sydney Griefes deadly sore Vnkindnes breeds vnkindnes fostereth hate Idem Griefe to it selfe most dreadfull doth appeare And neuer yet was sorrow voyd of feare But yet in death they both do hope the best M. Drayton Griefes be long liu'd and sorrowes seldome die Idem Griefe hath two tongues and neuer woman yet Could rule them both without tenne womens wit W. Shakespeare He oft findes medicine who his griefes imparts But double Griefe afflicts concealing harts As raging flames who striueth to suppresse Ed. Spencer Found neuer help who neuer could his griefe impart Idem No greater ease of heart the griefes to tell It daunteth all the dolours of the minde Our carefull hearts thereby great comfort finde I. H. Mir. of Mag. An Ouen that is stopt or Riuer staied Burneth more hotely swelleth with more rage So of concealed Griefe it may be said Free vent of words loues fier doth asswage But when the hearts atturney once is mute The Client breakes as desperate in his sute W. Shakespeare No one thing doth auaile man more To cure a griefe and perfectly to heale it Then if he do vnto some friends reueale it S. I. Harr. Transl Griefe it is inough to vexed wight To feele his fault and not be farther vext Fd. Spencer Some griefe shewes much of loue But much to griefe shewes still some want of wit W. Shakespeare Great griefe can not be told And can more easily be thought then found Ed. Sp. Paine Thou Paine the onely ghuest of loath'd constraint The child of curse mans weaknesse foster child Brother to woe and father of complaint Thou Paine thou loathed paine from heauen exild H. C. The scourge of life and deaths extreame disgrace The smoake of hel that monster 's called paine Idem The thing that grieuous were to do or beare Them to renew I wot breeds no delight Ed. Spencer True griefe is fond and testy as a childe Who wayward once his moode with nought agrees Old woes not infant sorrowes beare them milde Continuance tames the one the other wilde Like an vnpractiz'd swimmer plunging still With too much labour drownes for want of skill W. Shakespeare Paine paies the income of each precious thing W. Sh. Heauen From hence with grace and goodnesse compast round God ruleth blesseth keepeth all he wrought Aboue the aire the fire the sea and ground Our sense our wit our reason and our thought Where persons three with power and glory crownd Are all one God who made all things of nought Vnder whose feete subiected to his grace Sit nature fortune motion time and place This is the place from whence like smoake and dust Of this fraile world the wealth the pompe the power He tosseth humbleth turneth as he lust And guides our life our end our death and hower No eye how euer vertuous pure and iust Can view the brightnes of that glorious bower On euery side the blessed spirirs bee Equall in ioyes though differing in degree E. Fairfax Transl In this great temple richly bewtified Pau'd all with starres disperst on Saphire flower The Clarke is a pure Angell sanctified The Iudge our hie Messias full of power The Apostles his assistance euery hower The Iury Saints the verdit Innocent The Sentence Come ye blessed to my tent The speare that pierst his side the writing Pen Christes bloud the Inke red Inke for Princes name The vailes great breach the miracles for men The sight is shew of them that long dead came From their old graues restor'd to liuing fame And that last signet passing all the rest Our soules discharg'd by Consumatum est Here endlesse ioy is there perpetuall cheare Their exercise sweete songs of many parts Angells the quier whose symphonie to heare Is able to prouoke conceiuing harts To misconceiue of all inticing arts The dirty praise the subiect is the Lord That tunes their gladsome spirit to this accord Th. Storer What so the Heauens in their secret doombe Ordained haue how can fraile fleshly wight Forecast but it must needs to issue come Ed. Spencer What in the heauenly parliament aboue Is written by the finger of the first Mortalls may feele but neuer can remoue For they are subiect to the heauens worst I. Markham By mortall lawe the bond may be diuorced The heauens decrees by no meanes can be forced M. Drarton In vaine doth man contend against the Starres For what he seekes to make his wisedome marres S. Daniell Humane wishes neuer haue the power To hurt or hast the course of heauen one hower Th. Hudson Transl Experience proues and daily it is seene In vaine too vaine man striues against the heauens G. Gascoigne It is most true that eyes are bound to serue The inward part and that th'heauenly part Ought to be King from whose rules who doth swerue Rebelles to nature striue for their owne smart True that true bewtie vertue is indeed Whereof this bewtie can be but a shade Which elements with mortall mixture breed True that on earth we are but pilgrimes made And should in soule vp to our countrey moue S. Ph. Sydney Heauen is our home we are but straungers here M. Drayton The heauens earth and aire and seas and all Taught men to see but not to shunne their fall S. Daniell Things which presage both good and ill there bee Which heauen foreshewes yet will not let vs see M. Drayton From them comes good from them comes also ill That which they made who can them warne to spill Ed. Spencer In vaine be armes when heauen becomes thy foe Idem Looke when the heauens are to iustice bent All things be turn'd to our iust punishment Idem All powers