was brought Euen so likewise by death was freedome wrought E. of Surrey Nought is immortall vnderneath the Sun All things are subiect to deaths tyrannie Both clownes kings one selfesame course must run And whatsoeuer liues is sure to die Th. Kyd. Death's alwaies readie and our time is knowne To be at heauens dispose and not our owne Idem The brauest are as blossomes and the longest liuer dies And dead the loueliest creature as the lothsoms carion lies W. Warner Our frailties done are written in the flowers Which flourish now and fade away ere many howres S. Daniell All earthly things be borne To die the death for nought long time may last The sunne his beautie yeelds to winters blast I. H. M. of Magist Is' t not gods deed what euer thing is done In heauen and earth Did not he all create To die againe all ends that was begunne Their times in his eternall bookes of fate Are written sure and haue their certaine date Who then can striue with strong necessitie That holds the world in his still chaunging state Or shun the death ordaind by desteny When houre of death is come let none aske whence or why Ed. Spencer Death amongst all deales equally For hee 's impartiall and with one selfe hand Cuts off both good and bad none can withstand Ch. Middleton Death certaine is to all the prouerbe saith Vncertaine is to all the houre of death S. I. Harr. Transl Pale fearefull death with bloudy dart doth strike The wretched caitiffe and the king alike Vntimely neuer comes the lifes last meere In cradle death may rightly claime his debt Straight after birth is due the fatall beere By deaths permission th' aged linger heere Euen in the swath-bands our commission goeth To loose thy breath that yet but yoongly bleweth I. H. Mir. of M. All musicke sleepes where death doth lead the daunce Ed. Spencer Let nature for perfection mould a paragon each way Yet death at last on finest lumps of liuing flesh wil pray For nature neuer framed it that neuer shall decay VV. VVarner Fatall death the emperor of graues I. Markham Death is the key which vnlockes miserie And lets them out to blessed libertie M. Drayton All is but lost that liuing we bestowed If not well ended at our dying day O man haue mind of that last bitter rage For as the tree doth fall so lies it euer lowe Ed. Spencer No feare of death should force vs to do ill Th. Kyd. When for feare of an ensuing ill We seeke to shorten our appointed race Then t is for feare that we our selues do kill So fond we are to feare the worlds disgrace Idem Happie thrice happie who so lost his breath That life he gaineth by his godly death Vnwise and wretched men to weet what 's good or ill We deeme of death as doome of ill desert But know we fooles what it vs brings vntill Die would we daily once it too expert No danger there the shepheard can a start Faire fields and pleasant fields there beene The fields aye fresh the grasse aye greene Ed. Spencer This same Which we call death the soules release from woe The worke which bring our blisse to happie frame Sildome arrests the bodie but we finde Some notice of it written in our minde I. Markham The worth of all men by their end esteeme And then due praise or due reproach them yeeld S. Spencer Death is an euill doome To good and bad the common Inne of rest But after death the triall is to come When best shall be to them that liued best But both alike when death hath both supprest Religious reuerence doth buriall teene Which who so wants wants so much of his rest For all so great shame after death I weene As selfe to dien bad vnburied bad to beene Ed. Spencer Beasts with carelesse steppes to laethe go Where men whose thoughts and honours clime on hie Liuing with fame must learne with fame to die D. Lodge Death but an acted passion doth appeare Where truth giues courage and the conscience cleare M. Drayton Who dies the vtmost dolour must abide But who that liues is left to waile his losse So life is losse and death felicitie Sad life worse then glad death and greater crosse To see friends graue then dead the graue selfe to engrosse Ed. Spencer In wretches sudden death at once There long-some ill is buried with their bones Th. Hudson Transl Death is to him that wretched life doth lead Both grace and gaine but he in hell doth lie That liues a loathed life and wishing cannot die Ed. Spencer Death is most louely sweet and amiable But captiu'd life for foulenesse admirable I. Marston The toongs of dying men Inforce attention like deep harmony Where words are scarce they are sildom spent in vaine For they breath truth that breath their words in paine He that no more must say is lissened more Then they whom youth ease haue taught to glose More are mens ends markt then their liues before The setting sunne and musick at the close As the last tast of sweet is sweetest tast Writ in remembrance more then things long past W. Shakespeare Delaie On the one side doubt on the other sate Delaie Behind the gate that none her might espie Whose manner was all passengers to staie And entertaine with her occasions slie Through which some lost great hope vnheedilie Which neuer they recouer might againe And others quite excluded forth did lie Long languishing there in vnpittied paine And seeking often entrance afterward in vaine Ed. Spencer Daunger growes by lingring till the last And phisicke hath no helpe when life is past Th. Watson Oft things done perhaps do lesse annoy Then may the doing handeled with delay S. Daniell Delaie in close awaite Caught hold on me and thought my steps to stay Faining stil many a fond excuse to prate And time to steale the treasure of mans day Whose smallest minute lost no riches render may Ed. Spencer Times delay new hope of helpe still breeds Idem Fearfull tormenting Is leaden seruitor to dull delay W. Shakespeare He that will stop the brooke must then begin When sommers heat hath dried vp the spring And when his pittering streames are low and thin For let the winter aid vnto them bring He growes to be of watry flouds the king And though you damme him vp with loftie rankes Yet will he quickly ouerflow his bankes R. Greene. Ill newes deferring is a plague as great as an ill newes Ab. Fraunce Delay in loue breeds doubts but sharpe deniall death· W. Shakespeare Intermission suffers men dispute What dangers are and cast with further care Colde doubt cauells with honour scorneth fame And in the end feare waighes downe faith with shame S. Daniel Where hearts be knit what helpes if not in ioy Delay breeds doubts no cunning to be ioy M. D. Delight In things without vs no Delight is sure· G. Chapman A sweete in shape is but a bad Delight D.
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
reputed Too learn'd too graue too fine or too conceited Thomas Stouer Who full of wealth and honours blandishment Among great Lords his yoonger yeares hath spent And quaffing deeply of the Court delights Vsde nought but tilts armours and maskes and sights If in his age his Princes angry doome With deepe disgrace daine him to liue at home In homely cottage where continually The bitter smoake exhales aboundantly From his before vnsorrowe-drained braine The brackish vapours of a siluer raine Where vsher lesse both day and night the North South East and West windes enter and go forth Where round about the lower roofte-broke walles In stead of Arras hang with Spider calles Where all at once he reacheth as he stands With brows the roofe both walls with both his hands He weepes and sighes and shunning comforts aye Wisheth pale death a thousand times a day And yet at length falling to worke is glad To bite a browne crust that the mouse hath had And in a dish in stead of Plate or glasse Sups oaten drinke in stead of Hypocrasse I. Syluister Courtesie Of Court it seemes men Courtesie do call For that it there most vseth to abound And well beseemeth that in Princes hall That vertue should be plentifully found Which of all goodly manners is the ground And roote of ciuill conuersation Ed. Spencer Mongst vertues all growes not a fairer flower Then is the bloome of comely Courtesie Which though it on a lowely stalke do bower Yet brauncheth forth in braue nobilitie And spreads it selfe through all ciuilitie Of which though present age doo plentious seeme Yet being matcht with plaine antiquitie Ye will them all but fained shewes esteeme Which carry colours faire which feeble eies misdeem Idem In the triall of true Courtesie It s now so farre from that which once it was That it indeed is nought but forgerie Fashion'd to please the eyes of them that passe Which see not perfect things but in a glasse Yet is that glasse so gay it cannot blinde The wisest sight to thinke that gold is brasse But vertues seate is deepe within the minde And not in outward shew but inward thoughts defind Idem This noble vertue and diuine Doth chiefly make a man so rare and odde As in that one they most resemble God S. I. Harr. Transl Courteous speech vsage milde and kinde Wipes malice out of euery noble minde S. I. Harrington Courtesie ofttimes in simple bowers Is found as great as in the stately towers Idem T is meete a gentle heart should euer showe By Courtesie the fruites of true gentilitie Which will by practice to an habit growe And make men do the same with great facilitie Likewise the dunghill-blood a man shall know By churlish parts and acts of inciuilitie Whose nature apt to take each lewde infection Custome confirmes and makes ill in perfection Idem Crueltie All lay on hands to punish Crueltie M. Drayton Cruell deeds can neuer scape the scourge Of open shame or else some bloody death Repentance selfe that other sinnes may purge Doth flie from this so sore the soule it sleieth Dispaire dissolues the cruell caitiffes breath For vengeance due doth suddenly alight On cruell deeds the mischiefe to requite I. H. Mir. of M. Custome Round headed Custome th'apoplexie is Of bedrid nature and liues led amis And takes away all feeling of offence G. Chapman Custome abusd brings vertue in disdaine Nature with Custome ioyned neuer failes But by her selfe and her selfe preuailes D. Lodge Whereas to nature forward to retaine Lewde obiects are annext and Customes vaine The wounds grow desperate and death doth â—nd Before good counsell can the fault amend Idem Custome the worlds iudgement doth blind so farre That vertue is oft arraign'd at vices barre I. Syl. Transl Danger Danger cloath'd in ragged weede Made of beares skinne that him more dreadfull made Yet his owne face was dreadfull ne did neede Strange horror to deforme his grisly shade A net in th' one hand and a rustie blade â—n th' other was this mischiefe that mishap With th' one his foes he threatned to inuade â—or whom he could not kill he practis'd to intrap Ed. Spencer Danger hath honour great designes their fame S. Dan. The greatest daungers promise greatest blisse M. Drayton Danger deuiseth shifts wit waits on feare W. Shakespeare Daunger 's the chiefest ioy to happinesse And resolution honours fairest ayme Ch. Marlowe The path is smooth that leadeth vnto Daunger VV. Sh. When as we thinke we most in safetie stand The greatest daunger then is neare at hand M. Drayton The Daunger hid the place vnknowne and wilde Breeds dreadfull doubts oft fire is without smoake And perill without shewe Ed. Spencer Ay-me how many perills do enfolde The righteous man to make him daily fall Were not that heaueÌ„ly grace did him behold And steadfast truth acquite him out of all Idem A thousand perills lie in close awaite About vs daily to worke our decay That none except a god or god his guide May them auoyd or remedie prouide Idem In perill we do thinke our selues most sure And oft in death some men are most secure No Danger but in hie estate none enuies mean degreâ— VV. Warner Daungerous things dissembled sildome are Which many eyes attend with busie care M. Drayton The absent danger greater still appeares Lesse feares he who is neare the thing he feares Most strong is he when daungers are at hand That liues prepard ' their furies to withstand Of common sence he is depriued cleane That falles with closed eyes on daunger seene And he that may both paine and hurt eschue Is vaine if he his proper death pursue S. Daniell Dread Next sawe we Dread all trembling how he shooke With foote vncertaine profered here and there Benumbd of speech and with a gastly looke Searcht euery place all pale and dead for feare His cap borne vp with staring of his haire Stoynd and amaz'd at his owne shade for dread And feeling greater daungers then was need M. Sackuill Coward Dread lackes order feare wants art Deafe to attend commaunded or defirde Ed. Fairfax Transl Death A dumbe dead course we â—awe Heauy and cold the shape of death aright That daunts all earthly creatures to his lawes Against whose force in vaine it iâ— to fight Ne Peeres ne Princes nor no mortall wight No Townes ne Realmes Cities ne strongest Tower But all perforce must yeeld vnto his power His dart anon out of his corpes he tooke And in his hand a needfull fight to see With great tryumph eftsoones the same he shooke That most of all my feares affraied me His body dight with nought but bones perdie The naked shape of man there sawe I plaine All saue the flesh the sinew and the vaine M. Sackuill Death is a port whereby we passe to ioy Life is a lake that drowneth all in paine Death is so neare it ceaseth all annoy Life is so leaud that all it yeelds is vaine And as by life to bondage man
body thin and bare as any bone Whereto was left nought but the case alone And that alas was gnawne on euery where All full of holes that I ne mought refraine From teares to see how she her armes could teare And with her teeth gnash on her bones in vaine When all for nought she faine would so sustaine Her staruen corps that rather seem'd a shade Then any substance of a creature made Great was her force whom stone walles could not stay Her tearing nayles snatching at all she sawe With gaping iawes that by no meanes y may Be satisfied from hunger of her mawe But eates her selfe as she that hath no lawe Gnawing alas her carkas all in vaine While you may count each sinew bone and vaine On her while we thus firmly fixt our eie That bled for â—uth of such a drery sight Lo suddenly she shrikte in so huge wise As made hell gates to shiuer with the might Where with a dart we sawe how it did light Right on his brest and therewithall pale death Enthrilling it to reaue her of her breath M. Sackuile Meane cates are welcome still to hungry guests B. Ioh. Fancie Fancie we feele includes all passions might S. Phil. Sydney Fancie by kind with reason striueth still Th. Watson Vid. loue Fate What God hath said that cannot but ensue Though all the world would haue it ouerthrowne When men suppose by fetches of their owne To flie their Fate they further on the same Like blasts of winde which oft reuiue the flame M. of M. The heauens do rule in their continuall course That yeelds to Fate that doth not yeeld to force M. Drayton Chaunce is vncertaine fortune double faced Ed. Fairfax Transl Demogorgon ruler of the Fates R. Greene. The Fates can make Waie for themselues their purpose to pertake Ed. Spencer What the Fates do once decree Not all the gods can chaunge nor Ioue himself can free Idem The lawes of Fate Being grau'n in steele must stand inuiolate Th. Dekkar Who can escape what his owne Fate hath wrought The work of heauens wil surpasse all humane thought Ed. Spencer Who can deceiue his destenie Or weene by warning to auoid his Fate That when he sleepes in more securitie And safest seemes him soonest doth amate And findeth due effect or soone or late So feeble is the power of fleshly arme Idem Indeed the Fates are firme And may not shrinke though all the word do shake Yet ought mens good endeuours them confirme And guide the heauenly causes to their coÌ„stant terme Idem Each man they say his Fate hath in his hands And what he makes or marres to leese or saue Of good or euil is euen selfe do selfe haue I. H. M. of M. The Fates farre off foreseene come gently neare M. Drayton Our Fate is not preuented though fore-knowne For that must hap decreed by heauenly powers Who worke our fall yet make the fault still ours S. Daniell Fate Keeps in eternall darke our fortunes hidden And ere they come to know them t is forbidden Idem All men are men in ignorance of Fate To alter chance exceedeth humane state I. Markham The heauens do rule in their continuall course That yeelds to Fate that doth not yeeld to force M. Drayton Feare Feare all arm'd from top to toe Yet thought himselfe not safe enough thereby But fear'd each shadow mouing too and fro And his owne armes whom glistering he did spie Or clashing heard he fast away did flie As ashes pale of hew and winghie heeld And euermore on danger fixt his eie Gainst whom he alwaies bent a brazen sheeld Which his right hand vnarmed faithfully did weeld Ed. Spencer Who so for fickle feare from vertue shrinkes Shall in his life imbrace no worthy thing No mortall man the cup of suretie drinkes S. Phil. Sid. Feare is more paine then is the paine it feares Disarming humane minds of natiue might Where each conceit an vgly figure beares Which were not euil well viewd in reasons light Idem The gift being great the feare doth still exceed And extreame feare can neither fight nor flie But cowardlike with trembling terror die W. Shakespeare The feare of ill exceeds the ill we feare Ed. Fairfax Transl Feare lendeth wings to aged folke to flie And made them mount to places that were hie Feare made the wofull child to waile and weepe For want of speed on foote and hands to creepe Th. Hudson Transl Feare in a fearefull heart frets more then plagues that he feareth A. Fraunce Feare that is wiser then the truth doth ill S. D. Feare casts too deepe and neuer is too wise Idem In vaine with terror is he fortified That is not guarded with firme loue beside Idem A fearefull thing to tumble from a throne M. Drayton Where crowned might crossed right so near togither dwel Behoues that forrest flying feare whereof the Foxe doth tel Our factious Lancaster Yorke thereof could witnes wel VV. Warner Thunder affrights the Infants in the schooles And threatnings are the conquerors of fooles I. Markham Whom feare constraines to praise their Princes deeds That feare eternall hatted in them feeds R. Greene. Feare misinterprets things each angury The worser way he fondly doth imply Weaknes is false and faith in cowards rare Feare findes our shifts timitidie is subtill S. Daniell T is incident to those whom many feare Many to them more greeuous hate to beare M. Drayton He whom all men feare Feareth all men euery where Hate inforcing them thereto Maketh many vndertake Many things they would not do Th. Kyd. The only good that growes of passed feare Is to be wise and ware of like againe Ed. Spencer A man to feare a womans moodie eire Makes reason lie a slaue to seruile feare S. Ph. Sydney Nothing seene fearefull we the most should feare Great amistes rise before the greatest raine The water deep'st where we least murmure heare In fairest Cups men temper deadliest baine The nearer night the ayre more cleare and still The nearer to one deaths least fearing ill M. Drayton Bloodlesse trustlesse witlesse feare That like an Aspen tree trembles each where She leads blacke terror and blacke clownish shame And drowsie sloth that counterfeiteth lame With snailelike motion measuring the ground Foule sluggish drone barren but sinne to breed Diseased begger steru'd with wilfull need I. S. Transl The feare of euill doth affright vs more Then th' euill it selfe though it seeme nere so sore Fortitude Rich buskind Seneca that did declaime And first in Rome our tragicke pompe compile Saith Fortitude is that which in extreame And certaine hazard all base feare exile It guides saith he the noble minde from farre Through frost and fire to conquer honours warre I. Markham Honey tong'd Tully Marmaid of our eares Affirmes no force can force true Fortitude It with out bodies no communion beares The soule and spirit soly it doth include It is that part of honestie which reares The heart to heauen and euer doth
obtrude Faint feare and doubt still taking his delight In peâ—ills which exceed all perils might Patience perseuerance greatnes and strong trust These Pages are to Fortitude their King Patience that suffers and esteemeth iust What euer we for vertue fortunes brine Perseuerance holds constant what we must Greatnes that effects the guilded thing And armed trust which neuer can dispaire And hopes good happe how euer fatall deare Idem The man that hath of Fortitude and might And thereto hath a Kingdome voyd withall Except he also guide himselfe aright His power and strength preuaileth but a small He cannot scape at length an haplesse fall I. H. M. of M. The Romaine Sergius hauing lost his hand Slew with one hand foure in a single fight A thing all reason euer did withstand But that bright Fortitude spreads forth her light Pompey by shore held from th' Italian Land And all his saylors quaking in his sight First hoysed sailes and cried amidst the strife Ther 's need I goe no need to saue my life I. Markeham Force without wisedome is of little worth G. Gascoigne Greater force there needs to maintain wroÌ„g theÌ„ right Ed. Spencer Agis that guilt the Lacedemon streete Entending one day battaile with his foes By counsell was repeld as thing vnmeete The enemie being ten to one in shoes But he replied t is needfull that his feete With many heads should lead to many blowes And one being good an armie is for ten Foes to Religion and knowne naughtie men To him that told Dineceus how his foes Couered the sunne with darts and armed speares He made replie thy newes is ioy in woes Wee 'le in the shadow fight and conquer foes I. Markham As to loue the life for vertues flame Is the iust act of a true noble will So to contemne it and her hopes exclude Is basenesse rashnesse and no Fortitude Idem Rash Isadas the Lacedemon Lord That naked fought against the Theban power Although they chain'd his valour by a cord Yet was he finde for rashnes in that hower And those which most his carelesse praise afford Did most condemne what folly did deuoure For in attempting prowesse is not ment But wisely doing what we do attempt Idem Felicitie O had Felicitie feeling of woe Or could on meane but moderately feede Or would looke downe the way that he must goe Or could abstaine from what diseases breede To stop the wound before to death it bleede Warre should not fill Kings pallaces with mone Nor perill come when t is least thought vpon M. Drayton Folly Fooles Folly in youth is sinne in age is madnes S. Daniel A greater signe of Folly is not showne Then trusting others force distrust our owne S. I. Harr. Transl Wicked men repine their sinnes to heare And Folly flings if counsell touch him neare D. Lodge Faire fooles delight to be accounted wise Ch. Marlowe Fooles will find fault without the cause discerning And argue most of that they haue no learning S. I. Harr. Transl There is a method time and place Which fooles obseruing do coÌ„mence ere wise meÌ„ haue their grace W. Warner T is better be a foole then be a foxe For Folly is rewarded and respected Where subtiltie is hated and reiected D. Lodge The foolish commmons vse Obey them most who doth them most abuse S. I. Harrington P. A witlesse foole may euery man him gesse That leaues the more and takes him to the lesse G. Gascoigne Flatterer Foule leasings and vile flatterie Two filthy blots in noble genterie Ed. Sp. When as we finely soothe our owne desires Our best conceits do proue the greatest hers M. Drayton Nere was pretence so foule but some would flatter it Nor any thing so pestilent as misapplied wit W. Warner To be officious getteth friends plaine dealing hated is Yet better plainly to reproue then fainedly to kis We cannot also loue our friends Flatter their amis Idem Flattery can neuer want rewards D. Lodge He twice offends who sinne in flattery beares Yet euery houre he dies who euer feares D. Lodge The Lords Ladies ouer rent and cunningly the fine The Parasite doth ouerreach and bears away the gain W. Warner Yee sonnes of craft bearing as many faces As Proteus takes among the marine places And force your natures all the best you can To counterfeit the grace of some great man Chamelion like who takes him in each hew Of blacke or white or yellow greene or blew That comes him next so you that finde the fashion To hurt the poore with many a great taxation You that do prease to haue the princes eare To make your names in prouinces appeare Ye subtill Thurins sell your fumish winde To wicked wights whose sences ye do blinde Th. Hudson Transl Time fawning spaniels Mermaids on the earth Trencher fed flies Base Parasites these elbowe-rubbing mates A plague to all lasciuious wanton states O filthy monkies vile and beastly kind Foule prating Parrats birds of Harpy brood A corasiue to euery noble minde Vipers that sucke your mothers dearest blood Mishapen monster worst of any creature A foe to all an enemie to nature M. Drayton Fortune Fortune as blinde as he whom she doth lead Her feature chaung'd each minute of the houre Her riggish feete fantastickly would tread Now would she smile and suddenly would lowre And with one breath her words are sweete and sowre Vpon her foes she amorously doth glaunce And on her followers coyly looke askaunce About her necke it seem'd as for a chaine Some Princes crownes and broken scepters hung Vpon her arme a lazie youth did leane Which scornfully vnto the ground she flung And with a wanton grace passing alone Great bags of gold from out her bosome drew And to base Pesants and fond Idiots threw A duskie vale which hid her sightlesse-eies Like cloudes which couer our vncertaine liues Painted about with bloodie Tragedies Fooles wearing crowns and wise men clog'd in giueâ— Now how she giues againe how she depriues In this blacke map this she her might discouers In Camps and Courts on souldiers and on louers M. Drayton A hap a chaunce a casuall euent The vulgars Idoll and a childish terror A what man will a silly accident The maske of blindnesse and disguise of error Natures vile nickname follies foolish mirror A terme a by-word by tradition learn'd A hearsay nothing not to be discernd A wanton feare a silly Infants dreame A vaine illusion a meere fantasie A seeming shade a lunaticke mans dreame A fond Aenigma a flat heresie Imaginations doting emperie A folly in it selfe it one selfe loathing A thing that would be and yet can be nothing Disease of time ambitions concubine A minde intrancing snare a slippery yce The bait of death destructions heady wine Vaine-glories patron the fooles paradice Fond hope wherewith confusion doth intice A vile seducing fâ—end which haunts men still To loose them in the errors of their will Idem O fortune the great Amorite of kings Opinions breath thou Epicurian
water doth Ch. Marlow All touch sweet tast sweet eie sweet eare sweet sweet sence sweet souâ—e is A vertuous match but vicious loue in all contrary this W. Warner One is no number maides are nothing then Without the sweet societie of men Ch. Marlow Marriage will soone destroy Those passions which to youthfull head do clime Mothers and nurses of all vaine annoy Idem Wretched wedlock breeds but hated heat Where no loue seemes so sweet as stolen and secret D. Lodge Offer no loue rights but let wiues still seeke them For when they come vnsought they sildom like them B. Iohnson Euen as Adam wrote his ouerthrow By tasting fruite that God did him forbid So he that curiously will search to know All that his wife hath said or what she did May fortune at the last himselfe beshrow S. I. H. Let him that his wife to his bent will drawe Match with a virgin and keepe her in awe To loue and wed for loue is perfit blisse G. Turb His be the hurt that lookes not ere he wed The husband may the woman make or marre Idem We are not male nor female borne that we should fruitlesse die W. Warner Experience bidding vs doth bid vs lay to thriue The first degree to which say some is warily to wine But wife if shrow or saint become as not vnlike a shrow Then is that first degree to thrift the third degree in woe Idem Let nothing seuere those whom God doth linke S. I. H. The chance that once befell To wandring Dina may be witnesse well That secret mariage that to fewe is kend Doth neuer lead the louers to good end For of our bodies we no power may claime Except our parents do confirme the same Th. Hud We worldly folkes account him very wise That hath the wit most worthily to wed By all meanes therefore alwaies we deuise To see our issue rich in spousall fed We buy and sell rich Orphans babes scant bred Must match ere they do know what marriage meanes Boyes marrie old trots old fooles wed yoong queanes We call this wedding which in any wise Can be no marriage but pollution plaine A new found trade of humaine marchandize The diuells net a filthy fleshly gaine Of kind and nature an vnnaturall staine A foule abuse of Gods most holy order And yet allow'd almost in euery border M. of M. A filthy trull is irksome to the eie A gallant gyrle allures the lookers mind A wanton wench will haue the head to die An aged trot to like is hard to find A bearing wife with brats will cloy the store A greater care then childrens care is none A barren beast will grieue thee ten times more No ioy remaines when sappe of fruite is gone Wherefore let wiuing goe liue single aye A shrew we see is wedded on a day But ere a man can shift his hands t is long G. Turb Maladie Fast by old age pale Maladie was plac't Sore sicke in bed her colour all forgone Bereft of stomacke sauour and of taste Ne could she brook no meate but broaths alone Abhorring her her sicknesse past recure Detesting phisicke and all phisicks cure M. i Sackuill Sicknesse the herauld of armes hearts and all Th. Storer Th'humorous sicke remouing find no ease When chaunged chambers helpe not the disease S. Dauiell O sicknesse thou art oft betide When death hath many woes to come beside Idem Might The meanest fault is hie offence vrg'd of a mighty foe W. Warner To shadow sinne Might can the more pretend M. Dr. Might is euer absolute alone When of two powers ther 's true coniunctione Idem Power constrain'd is but a glorious slaue Ed. Fairfax Slight force are mightie things From which much if not most earths glory springs If vertues selfe were clad in humaine shape Vertue without these might go beg and scrape I. Marston Vnited powers makes each the stronger proue S. Ph. Sydney Honey words make foolishnesse And power the greatest wit with error blinds D. Lodge All as the highest trees do sheeld the shrubs From posting Phlegons warmth and warming fier So mightie men obscure each others fame And make the best deseruer fortunes game Idem Excellencie neuer beares this minde By no inferiour skill to be definde Th. Storer Where power decreed hath to find th' offence The cause is better still then the defence S. Daniell Miserie His face was leane and some deale pinde away And eke his hands consumed to the bone But what his body was I cannot say For on his carkasse rayment had he none Saue cloutes and patches peeced one by one With staffe in hand and scrippe on shoulder cast His chiefe defence against the winters blast His food for most was wilde fruites of the tree Vnlesse sometimes some crummes fell to his share Which in his wallet long God-wot kept he As one the which full daintily would fare His drinke the running streame his cup the bare Of his palme clozd his bed the hard cold ground To this poore life was Miserie ybound M. Sackuill This Iron world Brings downe the stoutest hearts to lowest state For Miserie doth brauest mindes abate And makes them seeke for that they wont to scorne Of fortune and of hope at once forlorne Ed. Spencer He hath a foolish fantasie That thinkes to find a friend in miserie G. Gascoigne O Miserie where once thou art possest How soone thy faint infection alters kind And like a Circe turnest man to beast And with the body dost transforme the mind That can in fetters our affection bind M. Drayton Miserie is troden on by many But being lowe neuer relieu'd by any W. Shakespeare The mightiest that haue liu'd Haue falne and headlong too in Miserie It is some comfort to haue companie G. Peele Men flie from foes but not from Miserie M. Drayton Let him that sees his priuate Miserie Auoyd the prospect of prosperitie It breeds pale enuie and sad discontent Procures offence before a profered wrong Torments it selfe till all conceits are spent And thoughts deliuered by malitious tongue Then rapt with violent fury goes so strong That it enuenomes all our humaine parts Blind iudging in eyes and sence confounding harts Th. Storer Melancholy Melancholy from the splene begunne By passion mou'd into the vaines doth runne Which when this humour as a swelling floud By vigour is infused in the bloud The vitall spirits doth mightily appall And weakeneth so the parts Organicall And when the sences are disturb'd and tir'd With what the heart incessantly desir'd· Like trauellers with labour long opprest Finding reliefe eftsoones they fall to rest M. Drayton Thou nursing mother of faire wisedomes lore Ingenious Melancholy I. Marston Those men to Melancholy giuen we Saturnists do call VV. Warner Memorie This Lidger booke lies in rhe braine behinde Like Ianus eye which in his poll was set The lay mans table Storehouse of the minde Which doth remember much and much forget I. Dauies Here sences apprehensions end doth take As when a stone
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
for to bee led And in his stand a burning brand hee had The which hee brandished about his head His eyes did hurle foorth sparkles fierie redde And stared sterne on all that him beheld As ashes pale of hew and seeming dead And on his dagger still his hand hee held Trembling through hastie rage when choller in him sweld Ed. Spencer Boyling wrath sterne cruell swift rash That like a boare her teeth doth grinde and gnash Whose hayre dooth stare like bristled poâ—cupine Who sometimes rowles her gastly glowing eyene And sometimes fixly on the ground doth glaunce Now bleake then bloudy in her countenance Rauing and rayling with a hideous sound Clapping her hands stamping against the ground Bearing Bocconi fire and sword to slay And murder all that for her pittie pray Banning her selfe to bane her enemie Disdaining death prouided others die Like falling towres o're-turned by the wind That breake themselues on that they vndergrinde I. Syluester Full many mischiefes follow cruell wrath As horrid bloud-shed and tumultuous strife Vnmanly murther and vnthriftie scath Bitter despight and rancors rustie knife And fretting greefe the enemie of life All these and many euilles more haunt ire The swelling spleene and frenzie raging rife The shaking palsie and Saint Fraunces fire Ed. Spencer When men with wrath and sudden paines of ire Suffer themselues to bee o're-whelm'd and drownd And hot reuenge that burnes lâ—ke flaming fire Mooâ—es hearts to hurt or tongs or hands to wound Though after to a mend if they desire Yet place of pardon seldome can be found S. I. H. What iron band or what sharpe hard-mouth'd bitte What chaine of Diamond if such might bee Can bridle wrathfulnesse and conquer it And keepe him in his bounds and due degree Idem Hastie wrath and heedlesse hazardie Doe breede repentance and lasting infamie Ed. Spencer Poore sillie lambes the Lion neuer teares The feeble Mouse may lie among great Beares But wrath of man his rancour to requite Forgets all reason ruth and mercie quite M. of M. He is a mad man that doth seeke Occasion to wrath and cause of strife She comes vnsought and shunned followes eke Happy who can abstaine when rancor rife Kindles reuenge and threates his cruell knife Woe neuer wants when euery cause is caught And rash occaâ—ion makes vnquiet life Ed. Spencer Be not moody in thy wrath but pawze ere fist be bent Oft Phillips sonne did rashly strike and sodenly repent W. Warner Achilles when with counterfaited crest He saw Patroclus bleeding all the way To kill his killer was not satisfied Except he hald and tare him all beside S. I. H. If fortune helpe whome thou wouldst hurt Fret not at it the more When Aiax stormed them from him The prize Vlisses bore W. Warner Rage wanne and pale vpon a Tygre sat Gnawing vpon the bones of mangled men Nought can he view but he repines thereat His locks were snakes bred forth in Stigian den T. Lodge World The antique world in his first flowring youth Found no defect in his creators grace But with glad thanks and vnreprooued truth The gifts of soueraigne bountie did embrace Like angelles life was then mans happie case But later ages pride like corne-fed steede Abvsde her plentie and fatswoln increase To all licencious lust and gan exceede The measure of her meane and naturall first seede Ed. Spencer VVhen arked Noah and seuen with him the emptie worlds remaine Had left the instrumeÌ„tall means of landing theÌ„ again And that both maÌ„ beast all did multiply with store To Asia Sem to Affrick ChaÌ„ to Europe Iapheth bore Their families thus triple wise the world diuided was VV. VV. I take this world to bee but as a stage VVhere net-maskt men do play their personages T is but a murmur and a pleasant shew Syth ouer all strange vanities do flow I. Syluester The world to the circumference of heauen Is as a small poynt in Geometrie VVhose greatnesse is so little that a lesse Cannot bee made Th. Dekkar The first world blessed was with heauenly fauours And the last curst with painefull hellish labours Ch. Middl. O vaine worlds glorie and vncertaine state Of all that liues on face of sinfull earth VVhich from their first vntill their vtmost date Taste no one howre of happinesse or mirth But like as is the ingate of their birth They crying creepe out of their mothers wombe So wayling backe goe to their carefull tombe Ed. Spencer Ah wretched world the den of wretchednesse Deformd with filth and foule iniquitie Ah wretched world the house of heauinesse Fild with the wreakes of mortall miserie Oh wretched world and all that is therein The vassals of Gods wrath and slaues to sinne Idem O worlds inconstancie That which is firme doth flit and fall away And that is flitting doth abide and stay Idem Must not the world wend in his common course From good and bad and then from bad to wourse From worst vnto that which is worst of all And then returne vnto his former fall Who will not suffer the stormie time Where will hee liue vntill the lustie prime Idem This golden age to yron doth decline As summer vnto winter must resigne D. Lodge The first and riper world of men and skill Yeelds to our latter time for three inuentions Myraculously wee write wee sayle wee kill As neither auncient scrowle nor storie mentions Print The first hath opened learnings old concealed And obscurde arts restored to the light Loadst The second hidden countries hath reueald And sent Christs Gospel to each liuing wight These we commend but oh what needeth more Guns To teach death more skill then he had before Th. Bastard Take moysture from the sea take colour froÌ„ his kind Before the world deuoyd of change thou finde All that in this world is great or gay Doth as a vapour vanish and decay Ed. Spencer This is the rest the vaine world lendes To end in death that all things ends S. Daniell All men are willing with the world to hault But no man takes delight to know his fault D. Lodge A die a drab and filthie broking Knaues Are the worlds wide mouthes al-deuouring graues I. Marston Nothing doth the world so full of mischiefe fill But want of feeling one-anothers will G. Chapman Not by that which is the world now deemeth As it was woont but by that same that seemeth Ed. Spencer There neuer shall bee any age so cleere But in her smoothe face shall some faults appeare Th. Middl. The world must end for men are so accurst Vnlesse God end it sooner men will first Th. Bastard Youth Youth is a bubble blowen vp with a breath VVhose wit is weaknes and whose wage is death Whose way is wildnes and whose Inne penance And stoope gallant age the hoast of greeuance Ed. Spencer If crooked age accounteth youth his spring The spring the fayrest season of the yeere Enricht with flowers and sweetes and many a thing That fayre and glorious to the