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A60018	The triumph of wit, or, Ingenuity display'd in its perfection. Being the newest and most useful academy, in three parts. Part I. Containing variety of excellent poems, pastorals, satyrs, dialogues, epigrams, anagrams, acrosticks, choice letters with their answers, ... and exactest collection of choice songs. Part II. Containing the whole art and mystery of love in all its nicest intreagues and curious particulars, ... with the description & anatomy of perfect beauty. Part III. Containing the mystery and art of wheedling and canting, with the original and present management thereof, and the ends to which it serves and is employed. Illustrated with poems, songs and various intreagues in the canting language, with the explanation, &c. To which is added, Instructions for dancing with musical notes	J. S. (John Shirley), fl. 1680-1702.	1688 (1688)	Wing S3520A; ESTC R220267	116,290	243

noble thing of sense bereav'd To wander like a lated Traveller Till in a mazey Labarinth he tire In vainly following a misguiding Fire Is there no way to break the wretched chain Must those you snare be pin'd away in pain The God of Love ne'r gave such Power to you Then you usurp a Tyranny that 's new If so your Empire over hearts will fail Against your Charms new Plots will still prevail Amongst the Brave this one must needs take place That Cruelty makes black a beauteous face All wounds you smile you cure by your disdain And 't is by Kindness you can only reign The Happy Adventure A Poem WHen the bright Sun was hovering o're the brink Of Amphitrit Blushing as loth to sink Into his watry Bed when cooler Air The scorching heat had banish'd when the fair And charming Maids in spreading shades delight Charm'd by the Tuneful Singer of the Night Whose timely lays call on the Vesper Star And tell the World the shades approaching a'r Love that had storm'd my Heart my Mind opprest Which made me seek to hush my Cares in rest But Sleep that to the lowly Cottages Is still a Friend and flyes from Palaces Long time deny'd to aid my willing Eyes And left me open to Love's Tyranies Against whose force I own I struggl'd long But grew more weak and found the God more stro● A face I had beheld beauteous as day Yet Transient like a Vision 't pass'd away This Substance gone the bright Idea stay'd And in my heart a deep Impression made I fancy'd still the lovely form in view I wish'd or fancy'd that with Joy I flew Into her trembling Arms and found her kind Whom I alass knew no where then to find Toss'd like the Sea when forc'd by winds it raves And in tumultuous Waters finds it's waves My Thoughts were bandy'd between Hope and F● Like Sailors on the brink of black Despair I often wish'd and sigh'd as those for day Who in some Wilderness have lost their way Mantel'd with Darkness and paved all with dread And by their fears through Thorns and Briars lead When Light had banish'd tedious Darkness when Through the Grey dawn Sol's Infant beams were see Starting from bad Repose abroad I went In hopes the Fields would yield me some content But ah the Fever still possess'd my Mind The Fire burnt inward whilst I cry'd be kind Be kind you Powers that rule the Orb of Love Produce the Cause or let your flames more gently mo● This scarce was said but as if Heaven gave way And this to Crown my life should be the Day Upon a Grotto near I cast my Eyes Whence Light shower'd forth that struck me with in prize As when Aeneas saw the Golden bough That was his Passport through the Realms of woe What it shou'd mean I paus'd a while to find And to advance I often was inclin'd But fearing to prophane the mistick Bower Struck with an awe it held some bright supernal Pow'r I trembling made retreat faint and amaz'd Blaming my self that I so long had gaz'd Just as I thought to leave the happy ground Methought my Ears were blest with a soft sound Which gently whisper'd 't was the beaut'ous She Whose lovely Eyes had Captivated me This rais'd new Life as when benumb'd with cold On beds of Snow the Snake in many a fold Lyes motionless as if all life was gon Is from a seeming death rais'd by the Sun. Resolved and desperate grown I now advanc'd Love wing'd my steps no more I stood intranc't But found the murmur true it was the same The lovely She that kindl'd first my flame She started at my rude approach and blush'd But on my Knees with tears her fears I hush'd And as my words cou'd ut'rance find I lay'd In sighs my Love before the Charming Maid When she began to doubt I mean't her Ill I bar'd by Breast and bid her boldly kill The Man she fear'd and from those fears be free Surrendering my unsheath'd Sword whilst she Her Eyes that sparkl'd Goodness fix'd on me And though to shew her strength of Mind she strove A sigh escap'd her Lips they trembling move Down dropt the un-us'd Weapon from her hand Two Pearly tears stole from her Eyes no Land Was ever water'd with so rich a Show'r And now to fear or chide she lost the Pow'r Yet softly cry'd and must I so soon yield Can my weak Heart no longer keep the Field Ravish'd with Joy at what I heard Again With Sighs redoubl'd I for love complain With all the tender things that I cou'd say I strove into her heart to find more way Protested that my Fever was so great That on my fading Life the Grave did wait There I must lye unless she stay'd my Fate ' Gainst this she urg'd the Rules of Modesty Too short Aquaintance to ground Constancy Mens hot desires from real love Estrang'd Their fickle Fancies and how oft they chang'd How soon they weary grow when Women yield How Paul'd their thoughts are when they get the field And much more urg'd to which I strait reply'd Though some within their heart dare falshood hide Which cannot by the wise be justify'd The Sex must not be branded for the few That dare do ill since there are Thousands true Whose love like Heav'ns swift Fire don't come and go But truly loving ever will do so 'T is not Acquaintance that do's Love create From tedious Converse it has not its Date But from the Soul moved by the wheels of Fate Then I Protested by her self And all The Powr's Immortal did to witness call That if she cou'd believe to Vows give trust I ever wou'd be Constant ever Just Or when I fail'd to be so might I find A Punishment uncommon to Mankind That me hot Lightn'ning arm'd with Death might meet And burnt to Attoms trampl'd under feet This earnest Language did her Soul surprize And strait I saw a yielding in her Eyes She sigh'd and blush't and for a time was mute And then in a soft tone she said your suit Carries the Type of honour in its front And Generosity do's wait upon 't What shall I say Excuse my blushes Love If yielding I your Reason must approve Take the fond Prize whereat with eager hast Raptur'd with Joy my Arms I round her cast Imprinted on her ruby lips a kiss And dated from that moment all my bliss The Disconsolate Lover comforted at last A Poem BEneath the thickness of the gloomy shade A Place for Sorrows sad Retirement made Where brooding Night spreads her eternal Wings On rising shaddows that through Conduits springs In blackest shapes which not the Lamp of Day With all its beams has power to chace away They in substantial Darkness lose their fire Whilst to th' Empyrean source all streams or Light retire I set me down to breath my bailful grief In hopes disburthen'd so to find relief And this sad place I fill'd with Plaints and Cryes Pouring two Rivers from

Extasie they grow Urge envious Fortune to their overthrow Pha. Fortunes too feeble to anticipate Thus Bless'd We are above the Reach of Fate Methinks we sit on Clouds and pitty throw Upon the moiling World that lies below So happy that beyond it none I 'de know The Surprize or True Friendship A Poem Enters Philander alone c. Phil. LOng have I mourn'd and yet have no relief Because She knows not of my killing Grief Long have I Lov'd and have no Love yet shown For why I dare not make my Sorrows known I fear Disdain more than the slaughtering King At Death s approach I cou'd glad Triumphs sing Were I but sure She 'd dtop a Tear and own She pity'd me thus by My Love undone But Ah shou'd I with frowns be Thunder-struck Shou'd the fierce Lightning of her Eyes unlock With not to be resisted fire my Breast And let my Soul out it cou'd find no Rest Enters Primenio his friend who had over-heard his Passion Pri. No longer hide these sorrows from your friend But breath them in my Breast there let them end Friends that by Bonds as strong as Death are ty'd Shou'd nothing by the Laws of Friendship hide Where Souls intwin'd are thoughts shou'd move mon● free● United Hearts and Bodies one shou'd be One Labouring of Mind shou'd each possess Sorrows divided like a stream grows less Say is it Love Alas it is too plain Dull Eyes short sighs hot breath no less proclaim Speak speak my Friend what Goddess must she be That cou'd the Mighty Conquest gain o're Thee Phil. Primenio spare me by our Friendships ties By all those Bonds by all those tender Joys That knit and nurst our Souls in during Love Like that of Saints in fellowship above Forbear to search a wound that inward bleeds Which as it is all Pain on earth exceeds Prim. How can I claim in Friendship the least share Or think at all you for my friendship care If I desist to tender you relief Or you refuse to let me know your grief Phil. In other Cases all my Breast I 'd bare But dearest Friend in this the wretch'd spare Who wou'd be private Prim. Then the Cause is Love. Phil. Seek not from me the secret to remove Endure I must yet you ' er this had known My Tortures cause had my hear been my own But 't is not mine nor moves it at my will A greater Pow'r it 's tender Orb does fill And there must reign till th' wheels of Life stand still Prim. What makes you tremble then and grudge the sway If destin'd by your Stars you must obey Phil. There is a mighty cause so you will say When you know Phoenix-like in flames I fry And she who kindl'd them for whom I dye Is ignorant my Fate shot from her Eye Prim. O! where 's that Courage then as bold as bold as Death Which late like a destroying Angel's breath Scatter'd it's way with Ruin fam'd in Wars Yet nobly Brave as melting Conquerors Phil. Alas 't is sunk Against the pointed flame Of Beauty who e'r yet durst War Proclaim Or if he durst he still was foil'd with Shame Forc't to surrender and his Trophies yield Prim. Yet 't is too tame methinks to quit the field Without a stroak make one bold Test and try Parley at least her mercy may run high It may be Peace At last you can but die Phil. Fain wou'd I venture but a'as how near Is Love to Impotence what mighty fear Is it's Attendant not the timerous Hare Shakes more when by the loud-mouth'd Hounds pursu'd Nor in the Lyons Paws the Hart subdu'd Before his Jaws are in his blood imbru'd Have half the fear of Lovers ' who with sighs Ghost-like still wander where their Treasure lyes Look wishfully make signs yet cannot speak Though with the mighty secret swell'd their Bosom break Prim. Yet you may breath your grief fearless to me Into my Soul and tell what beauteous she The mighty Conquest made whose Slave you be Friendship commands as much nay 't is some ease To be disburthen'd so Rivers thus rowle to Seas And there are lost Phil. This I must own And tell you that Dorinda rules the Throne Queen of my thoughts she fits her large commands To both the Poles of my Affection stand And o're my Soul her vast Dominion does expand Prim. Dorinda What my Sister Can it be● Phil. Too sadly true Primenio it is she The fair Dorinda beautiful as Light Whose Eyes bid distance to the shades of Night And when all Stars are clouded they shine bright Dorinda in whose face all Beautys meet Where-with a winning Pomp the Graces greet But O! the Beauty of her Soul is more What Gale of Breath can drive me to that shoar What Angel tell the Riches there in store Prim. Philander be your self these Raptures spare Dorinda must not claim them as her share Phil. She must and Ever be Immortal fair O that she wou'd like some kind god look down And smile me but a Joy Prim. Why she 's your own Grieve then no more her flame burns bright as yours She the same Feavour the same Pain endures Phil. O! Flatter not your Friend raise him not so That he may fall alas in deeper woe As distant Thunder gives the greatest blow Prim. Fear not I have the secret of her Breast Amidst a thousand Sighs and Groans exprest Whilst faint she cry'd Philander give me Rest Ah pitty me Dorinda for you dyes With that a Sea of Tears burst from her Eyes Phil. Can this be true Prim. By all that 's good it is Phil. Then thus I fly to meet my boundless Bliss The true Lovers Happiness Or The Reward of Constancy A Dialogue between Celia and Damon The Argument The Tender Blessing of a faithful Love A Satisfaction do's to Lovers prove Gives them the happiness they did expect And links their hearts to what they most affect Which here is evident at last both find What they desir'd and prove extreamly kind Cel. INjurious Charmer of my vanquish'd heart Canst thou fell Love and yet no pitty know Since of my self with thee I cannot part Invent some Gentler way to Let me go For what with Joy thou didst obtain And I with more did give In time will make thee false and vain And me unfit to Live. Dam. Frail Angel that wou'dst leave a heart forlorn With vain Pretence falshood therein might lye Seek not to cast wide shaddows o're your scorn You cannot sooner change than I can die To tedious Life I 'll never fall Thrown from thy dear loved brest He merits not to live at all Who cares to live unblest Cel. Such were your words when first you did I● vad● Upon your Lips the soft temptation hung That has almost undon a yielding Maide By list'ning to your smooth deluding Tongue But I 'll find out a way to ease If you refuse to cure To bafle Love there are more ways Than Death or to indure Dam. What

thinne Robes through which appear A shape design'd for Love and Play Abandon'd by her Pride and Shame She does her softest sweets dispense Offring her Virgin Innocense A Victim to Loves potent flame Whilst th' o're-ravish'd Shepherd lyes Unable to perform the Sacrifice Ready to tast a thousand Joys The too Transported hapless Swain Found the vast Pleasure turn'd to Rain Pleasure which too much love destroys The willing Garment by he laid And Heaven all open to his view Mad to possess himself he threw On the defenceless lovely Maid But oh what envious Fates conspire To snatch his Pow'r yet leave him the desire Natures support without whose Aid She can no humane being give It self now wants the Art to live Faintness it's slackn'd Nerves invade In-vain the Inrag'd Youth essays To call his fleeting Vigour back No motion 't will from motion take Excess of Love his love betray'd In-vain he toils in-vain commands Th' in sensible fell weeping in his hands In this so Am'rous cruel strife Where Love and Fate were too severe The poor Lysander in dispair Renounc'd his Reason with his Life Now all the brisk and active fire That shou'd the nobler part inflame And left no spark for new desire Not all her naked Charms cou'd move Or calm that Rage that had destroy'd his Love. Doris returning from the trance Which Love and soft desire had bred Her timerous hand she gently lay'd Or guided by design or chance Upon the Fabulous Priapus That Potent God as Poets sing But never did young Shepherdess Gathering of Flow'rs upon the Plain To make a Garland for her Swain More nimbly draw her Fingers back Finding beneath their verdent leaves a snake Then Doris her fair hand withdrew Finding that prop of her desires Disarm'd of his pow'rful fires And cold as flow'rs bath'd in the Morning dew Who can the Nimphs confusion guess The Blood forsook the kinder place And strew'd with blushes all her face Which doth disdain and shame express And from Lysander's Arms she fled Leaving him panting on the gloomy Bed. Like Lightning through the Grove she hies As Daphne from the Delphick God No Print upon the grassy Road She leaves t' instruct pursuing Eyes The wind that wanton'd in her hair And with her ruffl'd Garments play'd Discover'd in the flying Maid All that e'r Nature made of fair So Venus when her Love was Slain With fear and hast flew o're the fatal Plain The Nimphs resentments none but I Can well imagine or condole Yet none can guess Lysander's Soul. But those who sway'd his Destiny His silent Grief swell'd up to Scorms And nothing now his fury spares He banns his Birth his Fate his Stars But more the Shepherdess's Charms Whose soft bewitching Influence Had damn'd him to the depth of impotence An Acrostick on the Name of In all fair Maiden you are made compleat Soft Charming Beauties still attend your State Arm'd yet with Awe severe against the Rude But kind and mild to those you have subdu'd Empress of hearts you are for there you sway Long may you Rule and may the World obey Since you so gently shed your Influence And fill with Joy where you your Smiles dispence No Cruelty you use nor from your Eyes Dart proud Disdain nor can you Tyranize Reason 't is then your Virtues men exault Excuse for your dear sake your Sexes fault Tell to the World what is but rarely known Art Wisdom Wit and Beauty joyn'd in one An Acrostick on the Name of Easie it is for me to say you 'r Fair Lovely and Virtuous far beyond compare Injuriovs unto none but good to all Stor'd with those Bleffings that we happy call I this with Ease can say but when to mind Ah! me I call how you by Vows confin'd Are to a single Life renouncing Love 'T is then the Tyrant grief his strength does prove I sigh to think such Beauty must be lost More valuable than the Indian Coast Envy so fair a Creature unimploy'd Shou'd leave the World when made to be injoy'd I magine then some way to Ease my Pain All Vows ' gainst Natures Laws no force retain An Acrostick upon the Name of Madam your Eyes Di'monds to me appear And your fair Cheeks Roses and Lillies are Rubies your Lips your Teeth are Orient Pearl Jacynths your Breasts your Hair the Amber curl All else does Allablaster whiteness show Save one small Spot dear Madam that 's below In every part of you rich Beauty lyes Rare in each part you take my wond'ring Eyes Each part has Charms that can a heart surprize Nature was Prodigal when you was made And lavish'd all the stock of Beauty that she had An Acrostick upon the Name of Art need not set you off for in your face Roses and Lillies strive which shou'd take place And show that native Beauty is the best Beauty that 's borrow'd will not stand the Test Each wind or Sun-shine that 's Intemperate Leaves the Mock-females that do use the Cheat Ascorn to such as but too plainly see 't Bless Nature then that she has g'in you store Of Beauty that compels us to adore Not borrow'd but your own Beauty by Art A snare too weak is long to hold a Heart An Acrostick upon the Name of Dear Innocence you little know your Pow'r In Sighs I spend the day in some sad Bow'r And now and then let fall a tear or two Nor can Night ease the pain I undergo Ah! me what must I do the cause to let you know Shou'd I divulge it might fill you with fears Yet never please your too to tender years Must I then stay till you to Ripeness grow I wou'd if then I thought you 'd favour show Let me consider yes it must be so I 'll do 't and let my Flame in secret burn And if at last dispis'd dye by your scorn Cast cast an Eye upon a Love-sick Swain Lying all pensive on the dusty Plain O! pitty him that to himself severe Rais'd up his Eyes when Cloris you drew near In hopes some vulgar Shepherdess 't had been Sent to recall me to my Flocks agen Detain'd from which by business long I stay'd Ah! me but found I was decelv'd betray'd My Sight you dezl'd to my Soul gave fire Infeavor'd all my Blood with strange desire And Death comes next unless you Life Inspire Single Anacrosticks c. Prepare to Rise the Day dawns from the East Aurora ope's her Gates and to the West Rays Tip't with Gold as swift as Love shafts fly To Light you to the Temple all the Sky H onour's the Day that must your Marriage see Each Bird sings Spousals hast my Bride then hast No drousiness shou'd these dear Minutes wast In Joydet's wrapour thoughts that transports breed And everlasting Pleasures shall sucdeed An Acrostick PAtience dear Mistriss and the day will come Endure a while Vlysses will come home Northwinds conspire as yet to keep him our Earth Sea Air Fire contend his Fleet to rout Let not

you know how much I am yours Sir I have heard of your worth by fame but find she has been to partial in not magnifying your deserts as truly they deserve Dear friend Command me to do you service that you may be a witness with what willingness and zeal I fly to serve you Dear friend how much am I honoured by being seen in your company and improved by your conversation I am dear friend the gratefull acknowledger of your bounty and shou'd I forget it I might be justly termed a monster in ingratitude Sir I have met you so seasonably that I must bless the opportunity which affords me this favour and own that it has made me happy beyond my expectation Sir I must almost with admiration but especially with repeated thanks to Heaven and you own I have found in you a true and real friend in that by with true friendship can only be distinguished from flattery Sir you do me too much honour in giving your self the trouble to grace my habitation Dear Sir I am the humblest and most obedient of your Servants Sir I am yours to be commanded in what at all times you shall think convenient to do you pleasure Sir I shall make it my study and will be proud that I can find out any way to oblige you Sir As I am an honourer of true worth I confess I can place my respects no-where better than in continuing your Admirer Sir Since your have been pleased to give me the favour of a visit let me return you my hearty thanks and give you this further trouble that you will bear my Service and Respects to your Lady Sir Command my life and fortunes and I 'll lay 'em with the greatest willingness at your feet Sir Let me embrace you with all the tender Endearments of a friend and tell you at what a rate I value your Love and Friendship Complimental Expressions c. of the like nature to the Female Sex. To the Queen MAy it please your royal Majesty out of the abundance of your Lenity and Princely compassion graciously from your station of highest Honour and Eminence to cast your Eyes upon the lowliest of your Servants though unworthy of so great a favour May it please the Sacred Majesty of the Royal Consort to accept the Services of one who has no Ambition beyond the desire of serving her with the utmost zeal and diligence c. To a Dutchess May it please your Grace to consider that I live but by your smiles and when you frown I must revert to what I was before I had a being May it please the High-born Princess the Dutchess of c. to consider the supplication of her Servant and be piteous as she is good and fair To a Countess Most honourable Lady what shall I say to express the gratitude I owe you or how shall I sufficiently acknowledge my self for the favours I have received at your hands To a Viscountess Madam May it please your Honour that without offence I may tender you my service and that you would raise my Ambition by putting it in my power to make though an imperfect return of the honour you have already done me To a Baroness Madam Your Honour is so full of good nature that you bankrupt and quite exhaust my stock even of sutable thanks or gratefull expressions and acknowledgments for and of so transcendent a liberality To a Baronettess Most honoured Lady how shall I frame my Words or manage my Tongue to render you in any case sensible or let you know in what respect or for what cause I am wholly devoted to your service Madam I am at a loss to express to any hight that which may relish like an acknowledgment of your goodness To a Lady the Wife of a Knight Madam May it please your Ladiship to render me the satisfaction of laying your Commands upon me that I may show you how willing at all times I am to wait upon you and do you service To the Female Sex in General DEar Madam conquered by your fair Eyes I come to lay me at your feet and acknowledge my selt your slave Madam my life depends upon your smiles and if you frown I must drop into the shades and be no more Best of Women extend your wonted compassion to your servant who labours under a languishment beyond expression and expects no cure but from her that gave the wound Madam if I may presume to express my self I must tell you I love and that your self is the happy object I doat upon Fair Mistriss how shall I make my sufficient acknowledgments for the many favours I have received at your hands all I can do is to make it the business of my life to study a requital Madam your Beauty your Wit and singular Parts make a treble conquest over my affections Lady I must blush when I consider you have cause to tax me with ungentility in not performing my promise but relying upon your goodness I hope my excuse may prevail with you for once Fairest of Creatures pity the Man that loves you more than life and wou'd be proud to fall-your sacrifice did you command it Madam though you are severe and give me despair which renders life tedious and troublesome yet know when I fall your Martyr no harsh words shall fall from my lips but at the last gasp the twilight between life and death I 'll faintly breathe a blessing on you Madam consider I ash your Creature and can subsist no longer than I am supported by your smiles Madam how long shall I languish and feed upon Camelions fare if you resolve not to yield me Love for all my faithfull services be kind and tell me so that I by death at least may ease me of this lingring torment Madam your Virtues exceed the Charms of Beauty and are the lasting Jewels that adorn you Madam hard is the fate of Lovers where such Excellence appears to dash their great Resolves and render them feeble and impotent by not being able to tell how much they love Thou best of Women how shall I sufficiently extoll your goodness how shall I lay my self low enough at your feet to let you know how sensible I am of the obligations you have laid upon me Great indeed fair Lady wou'd be my happiness if what you speak in jest cou'd fink into my heart that it might one day be in earnest Madam blame me not for my pretensions to Love since the power of that God is so universal that he rides Triumphant in every Region and makes not only Man but all Creatures feel his force Save dear Madam your languishing Servant from a Grave into which he is dropping and there must lye in dark oblivion unless your redeeming smiles retrieve his fate Ah Madam if loving too well be a crime if any can be said to do so when you are the bright object of his affections pardon that offence since Love is the highest Attribute of

I was sensible of a thousand Torments of Love and being capable of nothing but admiration methought that this beauty was in the World for no other end but to deserve and form to be obedient to I see no reason fairest that the belief which I have taken with the clearest judgment that I have of your beauty should be swallow'd up with your misbelieving opinions Leon. They say that Contradiction animates persons the more and therefore I will be silent to suppress these unjust praises Perhaps you will have pity on my feeble resistance and be weary of conquering so easily Phil. Madam 't is rather my self that ought to be silent being so lately in an Astonishment But as for you Madam it would be a sin against your fair Lips whose words are Oracles Leon. Then pray Sir why do not you believe what I say for all Oracles are truth Phil. But why will you rather Madam by perswasion hinder the belief which I have taken with sight and judgment For I will believe your Beauty against all your unbelief and undervaluings and also continue the services I have sworn you against any thing that shall hinder it My attempt also has promis'd my design that future Ages shall admire your merit and my subjection and record us as the most faithfull Lovers in Love's Dominions Leon. I fear Sir Time will alter this opinion Phil. Time. Madam can do nothing against what Love has ordain'd He is the Master of Fortune and an Enemy to Change. But wherefore this superfluity of speech It is better to believe by the force of sight ●●en by the force of perswasion And therefore at ●●is time it is more necessary for me to demand Re●edies for this separation the apprehension whereof ●akes me endure this present pain Phil. Sir do but forget your design and you will ●oid the pain that will follow and also the Repen●●nce Phil. No Madam I shall keep the Memory of my ●●sign Eternally and shall always see painted before ●●e the glory of my Enterprize Adieu dear Beauty 〈◊〉 shall never cast your Eyes downward but you ●●all see lying at your feet him that admires you nor ●●er elevate your Thoughts to your deserts but you ●●all remember your Conquest Adieu fairest for 〈◊〉 I leave the Sun and go to seek out Night and ●●rrow's Cell The RETURN Orlando and Fidelia ●●d I Come now Madam to receive as much content from your chearfull Countenance the loss of it has yielded me Sorrow I know the ●●d will now be as great as the Evil since they pro●●d both from the same cause Fid. Sir I do believe you receive the one as well ●ou have suffered the other But I beseech you 〈◊〉 tell me whence that pain proceeds which you say 〈◊〉 did endure for as for my self I believe the plea●● of thinking is greater then that of seeing ●●d Madam it is permitted me to think but ●●erience forbids me to believe that Opinion For I receive from my thoughts only a good imagination but the sight cannot err Fid. But however it is said Sir that the Presence only contents the Eyes which are mortal but Absence exercises the Soul which is divine and therefore if Absence any way afflicted you you might easily have avoided it Orland It was some good Genius Madam that took me lately from your Eyes that I might the better value the happiness of their luster and avoid the extremity of that pain which the loss of them made me endure causing in me such an impatience to return to you that every hour I stay'd from you seem'd an Age. Fid. That which is foreseen is easily avoided Now you perceive whence the evil that you speak of proceeds Nay the little occasion you had to fear it makes you find it out willingly Therefore blame your own desires which have procur'd you this Evil and complain not upon Destiny which is always just Orland My will is not the cause for then I should fly my self and come back to you But Love to abuse me the more gave me the desire and hinder'd the effect Though I believe it to be one of his Destinies in regard it behoves a true passion to overcome the Violence of all Opposition by a diligent●● Constancy Full Satisfaction Amphialus and Celia Amph. Madam the day wherein I had the happiness to present my soul and affection to you and when you made an entire Conquest of all that was within me I had also a thousand Jealousies of Misfortune for the fairest Conquests are always cross'd and my small merit did not permit me the honour of your friendship Since then that you and my good fortune have deceiv'd my apprehension therefore by how much the more extraordinary the affection is which you have testified to me so much the more carefully shall I keep the obligation which I have to serve you Cel. Not me Sir I never could pretend to your favour That 's a happiness which I swear my desire both rather enjoy than my hope and there is a reason for it since you are the possessor of so many rich malities Amph. I see Madam I shall possess nothing hereaf●er since I must take all from my self to bestow it up●● her for whose sake I could willingly suffer my self ●● be robb'd of all Cel When I shall enjoy that happiness the Gift ●ill be much greater then all I can yet call my own Amph. Teach me Madam how I may swear and ●●ou shall see what use I will make of it to assure you ●●at I am wholly yours and that which Love gives ●●ou now can never be taken from you but by ●eath Cel. Sir be confident that I shall diligently seek all ●pportunities to deserve you and receive these words 〈◊〉 the most infallible that ever faith swore Amph. Madam I shall live always at your Devotion Cel. And I Sir living to you shall live to my self Amph. Then Lady let us tye our souls together with this Kiss And now this Enterprize having given me so much joy as to think of it I will go sacrifice my Silence to your judgment The Anatomy of BEAUTY HAIR HER Hair is like the Beams that adorn Apollo's Head. Love twists the Hair of her inchanting Locks to make Strings for Cupi●'s Bow. Locks so aptly trimm'd that every Hair catches a Soul insnaring all beholders Her Hair so is radient that Love sits fetter'd in those golden snares The Amorous Cordage that binds all Hearts to her in Cupid's Bonds FACE In her Face all the Graces in her mind all the Vertues are met He that views her mild Aspect were he the most savage of all Creatures he would derive a new nature from her Beauty So full is she of Majesty that Aurora blushes to see a Countenance brighter than her own Beautie 's Elysium Perfection's Magazine where Roses with unsully'd Lillies mix A Face above the flattery of Rhetorick or Glass Her Looks have more entertainment than all the vain pomp which the Persians

of sacrificing my Life to my Father's anger but not my Love she helped me to cordage whereby I made my escape through the Window though at the hazard of my life by reason of it's hight and have since obscured my self to give you notice by Letter to meet me in this place Alt. And all this for worthless me O my dear dear Angel what recompences can I make to such transcendant goodness who have been the cause of all your sufferings Alm. Your love and constancy and kindness in not upbraiding me hereafter with my over-fondness is all I ask Alt. Love and Constancy why thou deservest more than the World can give or to upbraid you with what 's the noblest Virtue of your Sex wou'd merit a punishment beyond what witty horrour cou'd invent Witness all ye Powers and may hot Lightning strike me dead may all the bolts of Thunder fall upon my head the moment that I prove unconstant or unkind Alm. I must believe you Sir for now my Love and Fortunes are at your dispose I 'll leave the management of all to you yet consider it is a business that requires speed or else the Wind that blows so fair may turn into a storm and shipwrack all our happiness e'er we arrive at the desired Port. Alt. The God of speed shall wing us in our flight Hymen the Torch shall of our Nuptials light And stop the Ruin you so much cou'd dread Whilst to a thousand Joys my Dear is led Joys that shall recompence you for the pain You once endur'd but ne'er shall feel again Exeunt The Bashfull Lover's Encouragement or Nothing like Tryal In a Dialogue between Pharmedon and Phoebe Phaebe PRay Sir why do you follow me up and down like my shade and continually cast your self in my way like an evil Genius haunting a guilty Conscience Pharmedon As if you knew not Madam the cause or were unacquainted with my sufferings Phe. I know why sure you talk in your sleep and are insensible of what you say Prithee how shou'd I know what the matter 's with you I have other business to mind than inquire into your affairs Pha. Have not my sighs my eager gazes the restless motions of my body informed you my mind is diseased and that Disease proceeds from Love Phe. From Love A foolish idle fancy arising from Ease and Luxury But with whom I prithee do I know the party Pha. Ah Madam you know her above all others nor is any body more largely acquainted with her Heart than your self Phe. Very fine I warrant you the party is not far off that you have been harping upon all this while Pha. Madam you have truly guessed The beauteous Angel I adore is here And thus I fall at her feet to beg she 'd have compassion on a Wretch that lives but by her smiles Phe. Ha ha Why this is very pretty Come come rise and ne'er unman your self at this rate to kneel to a Toy called Woman Prithee what is it you wou'd have me do for you Pha. Alas I scarce dare be so bold as to tell you what I Languish for Yet since you give me leave I 'll summon all my Courage to my Aid Phe. Prithee make haste and doe it that I may see what a Champion you are or I shall leave you to talk to the Wind for my business requires me in another place Pha. Thanks kind Heav'n for this blest moment and ten thousand Blessings fall on her that has vouchsafed to hear me speak Phe. No long Prologues I beseech you Speak what you wou'd say or for ever be dumb Pha. Fairest of Creatures whose Eyes out-shine the Morning-star whose Face is lovelier than the Rosiedawn when Purple Clouds are edged with Gold Phe. Hey days here 's a long story to no purpose Well if this be all fare ye well Pha. Dearest of Creatures stay O take not from me my Light my Life my Happiness If I have offended be gracious and chide me but do not fly me Phe. Why speak then whilst you may and trifle with your self and me no longer Pha. Then know dear Saint I love you more than life and long have sighed and languished but durst not tell the cause of my dejecting sadness till you gave me leave lest by offending I shou'd lose all hope Phe. And was all this whining and pining occasioned by Love All this sadness for the love me Pha. It was As for a Treasure more valuable in my esteem than all the Riches of the Universe Phe. Yet perhaps shou'd I become your easie prize your mind wou'd alter and I shou'd be neglected Pha. Never never thou best of Earthly blessings to you my Love shall stand firm as Rocks immovable as Mountains and boundless as the Ocean Phe. Cou'd I conceit such Constancy in Man I shou'd value the Sex at a higher rate than yet I have set upon it Pha. Witness all ye gaudy Fires ye shining Lamps of Heav'n that seed the Firmament with Light and ever dance your mystick Round through the blew Canopy that covers us witness and strike me with your Bailfull influence if my Passion e'er deminish or if I love not this dear Saint next the Deity that I adore Phe. Come come no more of your Conjuring Protestations If you love as you say what needed all this cringing and whining cou'd not you as well have spoke out like a Man at first Wou'd you have Women make the Advance Indeed many of you puny Lovers have been so vain to expect it and many times lost what was most desired for want of asking for But in brief if you are in Love as you say I hope I have given you incouragement sufficient to pay me a visit at another time and express your self further for now my great affairs urges me to take my self from you And I bid you adieu Exit Illa Pha. Ten thousand Blessings wait upon you And may some Angel with a golden Trumpet sound this to the World to let all Mankind know the joy that overwhelms my Heart Methinks I now am rais'd to a degree Higher than Fate can reach to injure me No opportunity I 'll loose but hast To that fair Land in which my Lot is cast Time now 's too pretious for a Moments wast A Dialogue between Sylva and Cloris Or The Promise Claim'd c. Being the Mystery of Love c. Sylva MY dear Cloris how have you spent your Time this many-a-day Methinks mine has been tedious since you left me Cloris Indeed our parting has not been pleasant to me neither but I have been interessed in such a hurry of affairs that my return cou'd be no sooner Syl. In what affairs was you taken up I prithee let me have a relation of ' em Clo. A thousand trivial Businesses not worth your taking notice of Syl. Nay never seek to shelter 'em from your friend for I find by your Blushing there 's something more than ordinary in 't Clo. Prithee what can you

upon seeing and liking I cannot but wonder you shou'd choose you know not what you know not but I may be old and deformed ill-natured and crooked conditioned for you must imagine Parents will be partial in setting off their Children forbearing to expose their Infirmities leaving them the rather to be discovered by others and indeed themselves will not many times see what is too apparent which begat the Proverb viz. Every Bird thinks her young the fairest wherefore I 'd have you better advise consider be fore-hand if it be possible for men so to do you settle your Affections upon you know not whom nor wh●● for really as you are a Stranger I am concerned 〈◊〉 you and wou'd not have you unsight and unseen pir●● upon a bad Bargain which may give you cause to ●●●pent hereafter you speak too of a Visit you inte● to pay me but I think you may spare the labo●●● for I am confident you won't like me when you s●● me and then I may give you cause to repine at the trouble and Expence I shall occas●on you My Father indeed told me all that passed between you and him by which I understand you are in a Capacity to render a Woman happy and I can now only wi●● perhaps I had known your mind sooner for reall● not to trifle long with you nor hold you in suspen●● you have declared your self too late unless I h●● two hearts but Nature allowing me no more tha● one That one is already given away past recall an● so wishing you better success in your next Address ● return you for your good opinion of me my hearty thanks and subscribe my self Sir Your most humble Servant to Oblige you in what I may A. P. A Letter from a Mistriss to tax her Lover with Inconstancy Sir COu'd I have thought you false after so many Protestations I had not so easily believed and trusted you with my honour Little did I think when you made your addresses in so humble a strain accompanying your amorous Discourse with such seemingly serious Protestations that such falshood attend your Sex but since by sad Experience I have found that the Seas and Winds are not less stable nor wandring Fires that delude belated Travellers more false I am constrained to let you know how much I resent your Ingratitude though through the strength of mind that always supports me I could have refrained to let you see what you perhaps may glory to account a womanish weakness in me and have remain'd as unconcern'd as you nay done it with that Ease I shook you from my heart but this I do to prevent your heaping more guilt upon your self by protesting perhaps hereafter your ignorance and innocence though at the same time you know it to be otherwise nor is it less in my power to be revenged wou'd I give my self up to the study of it but I think it the more generous and nobler way not to suffer my Soul to sink so low but rather to leave you to be punished by your conscious guilt and so from this time rasing you out of my Memory I date it the happy moment of my recovered freedom and remain false man henceforth entirely at my own dispose M. Q. A Letter from one Friend to another upon his Deliverance from Trouble and Danger c. Dear C. I Am not a little overjoyed that you have escaped the Danger that lately threatned you nor have I had a moments sound repose till the happy News of your deliverance sounded in my Ears so powerful is the sympathy where true Friendship dwells nor is the News less welcom to the rest of your Friends and Relations in these Parts and so much the more since we are assured as we never doubted what your Innocence deserved you came off with that Credit that your candid Reputation appeared more and more justifyable nor let it at all deject or trouble you that you have been causelesly molested seeing it is the common chance of Mankind to meet with Crosses and Vexations in this life the World it self being fitly compared to a Sea that is restless and Men to the Ships therein which can never promise themselves always to be free from a Storm Troubles come to the best of Men and Crowns have frequently Thorns in 'em and sit many times uneasie upon the Head of the Monarch It 's true some men are favoared with a long and un-interrupted Tranquility yet those find vexations more or less even on this fide the Grave Therefore think not your Lot cast in a harder Land than others but rejoyce that your Misfortunes are but light and trivial to what some thousands undergo and so with my best wishes committing you to the Protection of the Almighty I subscribe my self Your constant Friend as well in Adversity as Prosperity G. B. A Letter of Consolation upon the Death of a Husband Dear Madam I Having the honour to be ranked amongst the number of your Friends have taken the boldness upon me to send this Letter of Condolence to let you know how much I am a sharer in your loss and sufferings That you have lost a kind and indulgent Husband I and all Mankind that knew him must readily own nor am I though in some-what a more distant degree a less sufferer in the loss of a faithful kind and obliging Friend yet we must both consider that it is the certain Lot of all Mankind sooner or later to leave the troublesome Stage of this World though whilst the Body sets in the Grave and slumbers in the gloomy dust the better part the immortal Soul is freed from the Prison out of which it long has laboured to get and reaches its proper mansion rises to the Region where Sorrow and Trouble are Strangers and cou'd it be know that we mourn for such a consideration such a blessed change what cou'd it do less than think we envied it's happiness It must be confessed that a long continued Society where hearts are joined in strictest Bonds of Amity must needs be unpleasing in the Seperation and through humane frailty and natural affections we are loath to part with what we love yet seeing there is an invincible necessity we ought to sustain such Losses with Patience and Moderation preparing to follow what we cannot keep These Considerations Dear Madam ought to sway with you and dry your Eyes that flow too much for what is past recall and so in hopes you will moderate your Grief and be thereby more Tender of your Health as I hitherto have I shall ever continue to be Your faithful Friend and Servant J. B. A Letter from a Virgin under Restraint to her Lover c. Sir I Suppose you are not Ignorant that since our Loves were discovered and our Secrets betrayed by the false Confident you trusted with our Affairs I have been under restraint narrowly watched by the stri●● order of my Parents however least you should have no knowledge of it and

4. Ah Gods said she what Charms are these That conquer and surprize Ah let me for unless you please I have no pow'r to rise 5. She fainting spoke and trembling lay For fear she shou'd comply Her lovely Eyes her Heart betray And give her Tongue the lye 6. Thus she whom Princes had deny'd With all their pomp and train Was in a luckey Minute try'd And yielded to a Swain The Down-right Courtier to his Coy Mistriss A Song 1. PRay Madam leave this peevish fashion And ne'er desire to be high-priz'd Love it is a Princely Passion And is angry when despis'd Though men say ye 're fair 't is true We your Beauty yet bestow For our Fancy makes it so 2. Then bean't proud ' cause we Adore you We do 't only for our pleasure All those parts in which you glory We by fancy weigh and measure When for Goddesses you go For Angels or for Queens pray know T is our Fancies make you so 3. Suppose not then your Majestie By Tyrannies best signify'd And your Angellick Natures be Distinguish'd only by your Pride Tyrants make Subjects Rebels grow And Pride lost Angels down did throw Beware your Pride don't serve you so The Power and Force of Love A Song 1. AS by a Grove I walking was A mighty Cause Struck sadness to my Soul Unhappy me I said Alas 'T is a hard case That I meet this controul I that of late was free of Air Must now despair And captive live in Chains Can Love said I so crafty be Who cannot see To fill the Mind with pains 2. Ah! he 's a Tyrant seeming weak And yet to break His Chains we vainly strive The Fetters that he do's bequeath Are strong as Deah Men rarely them survive For ost the valiant brave and wise By Women's Eyes Are ruin'd and undone No Armour is sufficient proof Nor hard enough Their killing Darts to shun The Comparison A Song 1. HOw blest was the created state Of Man and VVoman e'er they fell Compar'd to our unhappy state VVhat need we fear another Hell. 2. Naked beneath cool shades they lay Enjoyment waited on desire All active did their wills obey Nor cou'd a wish set pleasure higher 3. But we poor slaves to hope and fear Are never of our Joys secure They lessen still as they draw near And none but dull delights endure 4. Then Cloris whilst I duly pay The noble Tribute of my Heart Bean't you so vain to say You love me for a frailer part The Jovial Boys A Song 1. COme fill us a Bumper to Bacchus Let us be free in our doing Let Sorrow and Grief ne'er o'er-take us Damn the fond trouble of VVooing VVhilst our Glasses are crown'd And Liquors abound VVe 'll brave the fond Boy and his Arrows In drinking there is a pleasure 〈◊〉 Love is a folly will 〈◊〉 us Both wasting our 〈…〉 Treasure 2. Then round let it go 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Since Women such puny toys are ●re charms in Wide that do's sparkle ●han e'er in a Mistriss Eyes were Come then put 'em about VVe 'll see 'em all out And when they are so we 'll recruit 'em Though VVomen we once did adore These Reasons they now shall confute 'em VVe will be such Asses no more The Indifferent Lover A Song 1. WHilst on those lovely Eyes I gaze To see a wretch pursuing In Raptures of a blest amaze His pleasing happy Ruin. 'T is not for pity that I move His Fate is too aspiring VVho heart-broke with a load of Love Dyes wishing and admiring 2. But if his Death you can forgo Your slave from Death removing Let me your Art of Charming know Or learn you mine of loving But whether life or death betide In love 't is equal measure The victor lives with empty pride The vanquish'd dyes with pleasure The Bully A Song ROom room for a Blade of the Town That takes delight in roaring VVho daily Rambles up and down And at Night in the streets lyes snoring That for the Noble name of Spark Dares his Companions rally Commits a Murther in the dark Then sneak into an Ally To every Female that he meets He swears he bears affection Defies all Laws Arrests and Suits By help of a Protection Then he intending further wrongs By some resenting Culley Is decently whipt through the Lungs And there 's an end of Bulley The Amorous Lover's Advice to his Mistriss A Song 1. LET Love and let Beauty each other embrace 'T is scorn and disdain spoils the charms of a Face That Breast which contains the blest warmth of desire Will rejoyce at the sense of so pleasing a fire Which to make Mortals happy is sent from above 'T is a sin to be nice but a pleasure to love 2. How happy are those who by Nature enjoy The innocent sport for which others seem coy They 'll receive mighty Love at the Eye with a smile And sweetly permit him the Heart to beguile O! then with a sigh how they hug the soft Chain And wish that it ne'er may forsake 'em again The Lover's Excuse A Song 1. THyrsis unjustly you complain And tax my tender Heart With want of pity for your pain Or sense of your desert 2. By secret and mysterious springs Alas our Passions move We Women are phantastick things That like before we love 3. You may be handsome and have wit Be secret and well-bred The person loved must to us fit He only can succeed 4. Some dye yet never are believ'd Others we trust too soon Helping our selves to be deceiv'd And proud to be undone The Constant Lover's Complaint A Song 1. I Cannot change as others doe Though you unjustly scorn Since the poor Swain that sighs for you For you alone was born No Phillis no your Heart to move A surer way I 'll try And to revenge my slighted Love Will still love on will still love on and dye 2. When kill'd with grief Amintas lyes And you to mind shall call The Sighs that now unpity'd rise The Tears that vainly fall That welcome hour that ends his smart Will then begin your pain For such a faithfull tender Heart Can never break in vain The bouncing Bully A new Song 1. WHen first I made love to my Cloris Cannon Oaths I brought down To batter the Town And I fill'd her with Amorous stories 2. Billet Doux like small shot d' ye ply her And sometimes a Song Went whizzing along But still I was never the nigher 3. At last she sent word by a Trumpet If I lik'd that life She wou'd be my wife But never be any Mans Strumpet 4. I told her Mars wou'd not Marry And swore by my scars Single combats and wars I 'd sooner dig stones in a Quarry Content is True Happiness A Song 1. COme leave your care and love your friend Live freely don't despair Of getting Money there 's no end And keeping it breeds care 〈◊〉 you have Money at your need 〈◊〉 Good-fellows and good Wine 〈◊〉 life whose

ever taught the World. FOREHEAD The stately Fort from whence the winged Archer discharges his Artillery A clear Promontory where sweet Violets grow A stately Prospect shewing like a fair Castle commanding some goodly Country EYES Her Eyes dart lightning through the Air. The Stars borrow new Luster from her more radi●nt Eyes They are able to grace the Heavens and beautifie the Sky in the clearest Night They are Nature's richest Diamonds set in foils of ●olish'd Ivory SMILES Her Smiles are so gracefull and full of comfort ●hat with them she is able to revive a dying Lover EARS Her Ears are watchfull Sentinels that let no words ●f weight pass unregarded CHEEKS Her Cheeks shew like Lillies spread upon Roses Nature painted the Colour thereof in the most glo●●ous Tulips They are Slips of Paradise not to be ●ather'd but wonder'd at NOSE Her Nose is strait and of a stately frame The comely Ornament of a most exquisite Face LIPS Her Lips are like the full-ripe Cherry Cupid drinks Nectar from her Rosie Portals They are Sister Corals that kiss each other Lands where Rocks of Rubies grow Love's Rubie Altars still they show TEETH Her Teeth are ranks of Orient Pearl The double pearlie guard of Speech TONGVE Her Tongue is tipt with such a fire and so powerfull as might tame the most rebellious spirit A Tongue able to captivate the Hearers and reconcile Antipathy it self BREATH Her Breath is airy Amber A Breath that perfumes the Air with Elysian Sweets Voice Her Voice is so charming that it has power to doe more than ever Orpheus did Should Magitians use it it would tie up the Nocturnal Ghosts without the addition of Exorcisme Her Words invade the weakn'd senses and overcome the heart BROW Her Brow is Cupid's Bow most sweetly bent to shoot his Darts against every heart CHIN Her Chin shews like a piece of pure and polish'd Chrystal which the God of Love delights to uphold with his soft hand NECK Her Neck is of such a whiteness as exceeds unsullied Snow A silver Pillar of rare Whiteness Far whiter than the Swans that swim upon Meander's Chrystal streams SHOVLDERS Her Shoulders are the rare composure where Neck and Breast their native closure take ARMS Her Arms were made to take the great Men of the World her Pris'ners HANDS Her Hands soft and smooth of which the Violet veins run along like Mines of Turquoises Her slender Hand subdues without a stroak The Swans Down is harsh in respect of her soft Hand BREASTS Her Breasts are two Mountains of pure Snow from the Fountains of which Cupid sucks Nectar Her Breasts are Love's delicious Paradise the Lilly Mountains where dwells Eternal Spring Her Breasts those Twins of Miracle WAST Her Waft as strait as Cupi●'s Shaft or Mercury's Wand NAVEL Her Navel is Love's Hesperides The Seal of Love's Impression WOMB Her Womb is Nature's secret Cabinet and Garden of delight Briefly she comprehends whatever can be wish'd for in the Idea of a Woman She is so heavenly a piece that when Nature had wrought her she lost her Needle like one that never hop'd to work again any so fair and lovely a Creature as my Mistriss Closing Addresses of Courtship Madam should I attempt to draw your Picture without the help of the fam'd Apelles I should be non-pluss'd in the attempt Madam at the same time that I beheld your exquisite beauty I became a Proselyte to your high Perfections and should think my self happy under the benign reflections of your lovely Countenance Madam the least service upon your score I term the highest attainment imaginable Your Love is an honour your favour the greatest advancement and I am transported to be number'd among your little favourites Madam you are the very Abstract of Beauty for all those Excellencies that are singly in others are concenter'd in you And with your Beauty Wit and Art conjoyn To make you perfect and seem all Divine That Mankind may pay Homage at your Shrine THE New Canting Academy OR The Mystery of Wheedling and Canting displayed to the Life Illustrated with Poems Songs and an Explanation of Canting Words The Introduction or Wheedling c. made manifest Since Wheedling and Canting may be justly termed brethren I do not think it any-ways amiss to joyn them together in his Third Part of my Academy not for the desire I have that any should learn them in order to Practice but rather that knowing them and to what wickedness they tend all that love their own Repose may shun and avoid the evil courses they tend to Nor is Ignorance the least cause so many plunge themselves into Wickedness for cou'd Sin be truly discovered in its deformity as it is really sin it would look so monstrous that the terror of its visage would affright those that court i● from its foul Embraces nor is it less observable that those who are least skilled in the Nature of poysons are most frequently destroyed by Intoxication especially where it is in their power to meet unwittingly with the mortal bane The Devil too guilds over his Allurements and Temptations with a seeming good on purpose that the Ignorant may take them for what they really are not and so unadvisedly infect their Souls from which we may conclude that to know the failures and vices of others as they are really so and properly delivered in their proper shapes and defects is the proper way to grow in hatred with them and avoid them And therefore to leave however those without excuse that read this part of my Book I proceed to treat of Wheedlers Canters Strolers and the like with the practice of their Lives and manner of living which Relation in it self is very pleasant and may serve as a caution to the unwary Wheedling what it is and bow M●●iged THE word Wheedle cannot be found to derive it self from any other and therefore is looked upon as wholly invented by the Canters but according as in the sense of it is managed it signifies a subtil insinuation into the Humours inclinations Natures and Capacity of any person the Wheedler intends to circumvent or make his prey working so effectually that he possesses them with a belief that all his actions and services are bent and tend to their advantage profit and pleasure and is indeed a kind of flattery which joyns with self-conceit and the good opinion we have of our selves easily admits of the most favourable interpretation since every one is naturally inclined to a self-love and thinks his own Abilities in understanding sufficient if not the best it being very observable that although Men quarrel and contend about Riches and Preferment one envying another as to those particulars none on the contrary contend who has the most wit or at least grudge not at anothers but conceit their own stock is sufficient In this they hold that Providence is just And is for Wit though nothing else they 'll trust The Wheedlers business is much in trimming the Sails of