were weake and yoong But thrust them forth still as they waxed old And on her head she wore a tyre of gold Adorn'd with Gems and Owches wondrous faire Whose passing price vnneath was to be told And by her side there sate a gentle paire Of Turtle-doues she sitting in an Iuorie chaire Ed. Spencer Due Charitie in louing doth preferre Her neighbours good fore her vtilitie I. Syluister Transl Who may but will not helpe doth hurt we know and curious they That dribling alms by art disband wel meÌ„t froÌ„ wel done pay And he that questions distresse and doth not help endeuour TheÌ„ he that sees nothing saies or cares is lesse deceauour W. Warner It is a worke of Charitie God knowes The reconcilement of two mortall foes Ch. Middleton Charitie brings forrh but barren seeds And hatred still is sowne in so great store That when the fruites of both came to be reaped The tone is scarce the tother ouerheaped S. I. Harr. Chastitie O Chastitie the chiefe of heauenly lights Which mak'st vs most immortall shape to wearâ— S. Ph. Sidney Chastities attire The vnstained vaile which innocents adorne Th'vngather'd rose defended with the thorne S. Daniel O Charitie the gift of blessed soules Comfort in death a crowne vnto the life Which all the passions of the minde controlles Adornes the maide and bewtifies the wife That grace the which nor death nor time attaints Of earthly creatures making heauenly Saints M. Drayton A Woman cannot take vpon her With bewtie riches nor with hie nobilitie To claime the true deserued praise of honour If Chastitie do faile by her fragilitie This is the vertue that defends her honour S I. Harrington Who doth desire that chaste his wife should bee First be he true for truth doth truth deserue Then he be such as he his words may see And alwaies one credit which her preserue Not toying kind nor causlesly vnkinde Not stirring thoughts nor yet denying right Not spying faults nor in plaine errors blinde Neuer â—ard hand nor euer raines to light As farre from want as farre from vaine exspence Th' one doth enforce th' other doth entice All owe good company but driue from thence All filthy mouthes that glory in their vice This done thou hast no more but leaue the rest To nature fortune time and womans brest S. Ph. Sydney Penelope in spending chaste her daies As worthy as Vlisses was of praise S. I. Harrington Of Christ. The brooser of the serpents head the womans promiz'd seed The second in the Trinitie the foode our soules to feed The vine the light the doore the way the shepheard of vs al Whose manhood ioynd to deitie did raunsome vs from thrall That was and is and euermore will be the same to his That sleeps to none that wakes to him that turns our curse to blis WhoÌ„ yet vnseen the Patriarks saw the Prophets had foretold The Apostles preacht the Saints adord Martyrs do behold The same Augustus Emperor in Palestine was born AmoÌ„gst his own yet his own did curse their blis in scorn W. Warner Augustus quailing Anthonie was Emperour alone In whose vnfoed monarchy our common health was knowne The bruizer of the serpents head the womans promisd seed The second in the Trinitie the foode our soules to feede The vine the light the doore the way the shepheard of vs all The same Augustus Emperor in Palestine was borne AmoÌ„gst his own yet his own did curse their blis in scorn Idem Children Riches of children passe a princes throne Which touch the fathers heart with secret ioy When without shame he saith these be mine owne S. Ph. Sidney This patterne good or ill our children get For what they see their parents loue or hate Their first caught sence prefers to teachers blowes The cockerings cockerd we bewaile too late When that we see our ofspring gayly bent Women man-wood and men effeminate Idem What children apprehend The same they like they followe and amend D. Lodge There is no loue may be compa'rd to that The tender mother beares vnto the childe For euen so much the roote it doth encrease As their griefe growes our contentation cease G. Gas Chaunge All is but fained and which oaker died That euery showre will wash and wipe away All things do Chaunge that vnder heauen abide And after death all friendship doth decay Therefore what euer man bear'st worldly sway Liuing on God and on thy selfe relie For when thou diest all shall with thee die Ed. Spencer All suffer Chaunge our selues new borne euen then begin to die W. Warner The euer Chaunging course of things Runne a perpetuall circle euer turning S. Dan. Change liues not long time fainteth and time mourns Solace and sorrow haue their certaine turnes M. Drayton All Chaunge is perillous and all chaunce vnsound Ed. Spencer Seldome Chaunge the better brought Content who liues with tried state Need feare no Chaunge of frowning Fate But will seeke for vnknowne gaine Oft liues by losse and leaues with paine Idem What doth remaine to man that can continue long What sun caÌ„shine so cleare but clouds may rise amoÌ„g G. Gascoigne No flower is so fresh but frost can it deface No man so snre in any seate but he may loose his place Idem Most true it is as we doo daily proue No good nor ill can stand still at one stay S. I. Harrington The man that of himselfe is most secure Shall finde himselfe most fickle and vnsure Ed. Spencer Men change the ayre but seldome change their care M. Drayton Chaunce What should we thinke of signes they are but haps How may they then be signes of after-claps Doth euery Chaunce foreshew or cause some other Or ending of it selfe extend no further As th'ouerflowing flood some mount doth choake But to his guide some othet flood it yoake So if that signes thy sinnes once ioyne beware Else-whereto Chaunces tend do neuer care M. of M. True it is if fortune light by Chaunce There fortune healpes the boldest to aduance G. Gascoigne Counsaile Sacred Counsaile true heart suppling balme Soule-curing plaister true preseruing blis Water of life in euery sudden qualme The heauens rich store-house where all treasure is True guide by whom foule errors due we mis Night burning-beacon watch against mishaps Foresight auoyding many after claps M. Drayton Euery strawe proues fewell to the fire When Counsell doth concurre with our desire Idem What eld hath tried and seeene good counsell is D. Lodge Counsell still is one When fathers friends and worldly goods are gone Idem Counsell that comes when ill hath done his worst Blesseth our ill but makes our good accurst M. Drayton Vaine sounds of pleasure we delight to heare But Counsell iarres as discord in our eare Idem A King that aimes his neighbours crowne to win Before the fruite of open warres begin Corrupts his Counsell with rich recompences For in good Counsell stands the strength of Princes I. Syl. Transl A Kingdomes greatnesse hardly can he
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
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.
too much hast And with the striuing oft is in such taking As scant a man may yet it out with shaking Idem Sorrow As one that saw in Aprill or in May A pleasant garden full of fragrant flowers Then when the earth new clad in garments gay Decks euery wood and groue with pleasant bowers Comming againe on some Decembers day And sees it mard with winters stormes and showers So did the Court to Bradamant appeare When as she saw Rogero was not there I. Harr. As gorgious Phaebus in his first vprise Discouering now his scarlet-coloured head By troublous motions of the lowring skies His glorious beames with fogs are ouer-spred So are his cheerfull browes ecclipst with sorrow which clowd the shine of his youths smiling morrow M. Drayton Like as when Phaebus darting forth his rayes Glydeth along the swelling Ocean streames And whilst one billow with another playes Reflecteth backe his bright translucent beames Such was the conflict then betwixt our eyes Sending forth lookes as teares do fall and rise Idem Like to a vessell with a narrow vent Which is fild vp with licour to the top Although the mouth be after downeward bent Yet is it seene not to distill a drop Euen thus our breast brimful with pensiue care Stopping our tongues with greefe we silent are Idem As the high Elme when his deare Vine hath twind Fast in her hundred armes and holds imbrast Beares downe to earth his spouse and darling kind If storme or cruell steele the tree downe cast And her full grapes to nought doth bruze and grind Spoyles his own leaues faints withers dies at last And seemes to mourne and die not for his owne But for the death of her that lyes orethrowne So fell he mourning mourning for the dame Whom life and death had made for euer his E. Fairefax As when a foggy mist hath ouer-cast The face of heauen and the cleere ayre ingrost The world in darknes dwells till that at last The watry South-wind from the Sea-bord coast Vp blowing doth disperse the vapours lost And powres it selfe forth in a stormie showre So the fayre Britomart hauing disclost Her cloudy care into a wrathfull stowre The midst of greefe dissolued into vengeance powre Edm. Spen. As a stroke giuen on the righter eye Offends the left euen so by simpathy Her husbands dolours made her hart vnglad And Iudiths sorrowes made her husband sad T. Hudson Dissimulation As when a wearie trauailer that straies By muddy shore of broad seauen-mouthed Nile Vnwitting of the perilous wandring wayes Doth meete a cruell craftie Crocodile vvhich in false greefe hiding his harmefull guile Doth weepe full sore and sheddeth tender teares The foolish man that pitties all the while His mournfull plight is swallowed vp vnwares Forgetfull of his owne that minds anothers cares So wept Duessa vntill euentide Edm. Spencer As cunning singers ere they straine on hie In loude melodious tunes theyr gentle voyce Prepare the hearers eares to harmonie With fainings sweet low notes and warbles choyce So she not hauing yet forgot pardie Her wonted shifts and sleights in Cupids toyes A sequence first of sighes and sobs forth cast To breede compassion deere then spake at last Ed. Fairefax As guilefull Goldsmith that by secret skill vvith golden foyle doth finely ouer-spred Some baser mettle which commend he will Vnto the vulgar for good gold indeed He much more goodly glosse thereon doth shed To hide his falshood then if it were true So hard this Idole was to be ared That Florimell her selfe in all mens view Shee seemd to passe so forged things do fairest shew Edm. Spencer As when two sunnes appeare in th' azure skie Mounted in Phaebus Chariot fierie bright Both darting forth faire beames to each mans eye And both adornd with lamps of flaming light All that behold so strange prodigious sight Nor natures work them gesse nor what to weene Are rapt with wonder and with rare affright So stoode Sir Marinell when he had seene The semblance of this false by this faire beauties queene Idem Loue. As men tormented with a burning feauer Dreame that with drinke they swage their greeuous thirst But when they wake they feele theyr thirst perseuer And to be greater then it was at first So shee whose thoughts frō loue sleepe could not seuer Dreamt of that thing for which she wake did thirst But waking felt and found it as before Her hope still lesse and her desire still more S. I. Harr. The man that dwells farre North hath sildome harme With blast of winters winde or nypping frost The Negro sildome feeles himselfe too warme If he abide within his natiue coast So loue in mee a second nature is And custome makes me thinke my woes are blisse Tho. Watson The Harpie byrds that did in such despight Greeue and annoy old Phineus so sore Were chasde away by Calais in fight And by his brother Zeth for euermore vvho followed vntill they heard on hie A voyce that said ye twins no farther flie Phineus I am that so tormented was My Laura heere I may a Harpie name My thoughts and lusts be sonnes to Boreas Which neuer ceast in following my dame Till heauenly grace sayd vnto me at last Leaue fond delights and say thy loue is past Idem All as the greedy fisher layes his hookes Alongst the coast to catch some mighty fish More for his gaine then wholsome for the dish Of him that buies euen so these sisters braue Haue louers more then honest maydens haue Tho. Hudson As when mightie Macedon had wonne The Monarchie of earth yet when he fainted Greeu'd that no greater action could be done And that there no more worlds was to subdue So loues defects loues conquerour did rue Edm. Spencer Looke as the faire and fiery-poynted sunne Rushing from forth a clowde bereaues our sight Euen so the curtaine drawne his eyes begun To winke beeing blinded with a greater light W. Shakespeare Like as in furie of a dreadfull fight Theyr fellowes being slaine or put to flight Poore souldiours stand with feare of death dead strooken So at her presence all surprizd and tooken Await the sentence of her scornefull eyes He whom she fauours liues the other dies C. Marlow Feare Like as a Hinde forth singled from the heard That hath escaped from a rauenous beast Yet flies away of her owne feete afrayd And euery leafe that shaketh with the least Murmure of windes her terror hath increast So fled fayre Florimell from her vaine feare Edm. Spencer He shakes aloft his Romaine blade Which like a Faulchon towring in the skies Coucheth the foule below with his wings shade Whose crooked beake threats if he mount he dies So vnder his insulting Fauchion lyes Harmelesse Lucretia marking what he tells With trembling feare as foule heares Faulchons bells W. Shakespeare As the poore frighted Deere that stands at gaze Wildly determining which way to flie Or one incompast with a winding maze That cannot tread the way out readily So with
her selfe she growes in mutinie To liue or die which of the twaine were better When life is sham'd and deaths reproches better Idem Like as the Snayle whose hornes being once hit Shrinks backward in his shelly caue with paine And there all smoothred vp in shade doth sit Long after fearing to creepe forth againe So at his bloody view her eyes are fled Into the deepe darke cabbins of her head Idem As in the night each little fierie sparke May plainly be discerned with our eyne But when the day doth come we then shall marke That all are dampt and doe no longer shine So kindles feare in minde which doubt made darke Vntill my sunne in my Horizon shine S. I. Harr. So great a terror in theyr minde was bred That straight as if with sprites they had beene skard This way and that confusedly they fled And left the gates without defence or gard As tumults often are at stage plaies bred When false reports of sudden fits are heard Or when the ouer-loaden seates doe cracke One tumbling downe vpon anothers back Idem Like as in time of Spring the water 's warme And crowding frogs like fishes there doe swarme But with the smallest stone that you can cast To stirre the streame theyr crowding staies as fast So while Iudea was in ioyfull dayes The constancie of them was worthy praise For that in euery purpose ye should heare The praise of God resounding euery where So that like burning candles they did shine Among theyr faithfull flock like men diuine But looke how soone they heard of Holoferne Theyr courage quaild and they began to derne T. Hudson Of Flight Looke how a purple flower doth fade and die That painefull ploughman cutteth vp with share Or as the Poppies head aside doth lye When it the body can no longer beare So did the noble Dardanello die And with his death fild all his men with feare As waters runne abroade that breake theyr bay So fled his souldiours breaking theyr aray S. I. Harr. As the swift Vre by Volgaes rolling flood Chasde through the plaine the mastife curres to-forne Flies to the succour of some neighbour wood And often turnes againe his dreadfull horne Against the dogs imbrude in sweat and blood That bite not till the beast to flight returne Or as the Moores at theyr strange tennis runne Defenst the flying balls vnhurt to shunne So ranne Clorinda so her foes pursude Ed. Fairefax Like as a Lyon whose imperiall power A proude rebellious Vnicorne defies To auoyd the rash assault and wrathfull stowre Of his fierce foe him for a tree applies And when in running in full course he spies He slips aside the whilst that furious beast His precious horne sought of his enemies Strikes in the stock ne thence can be releast But to the mighty victor yeelds a bounteous feast With such fayre flight him Guion often foyld Edm. Spencer Errour As when old father Nilus gins to swell With timely pride aboue th' Egyptian vale His fatty waues doe fertile shine out well And ouer-flow each plaine and lowly dale But when his later ebbe gins to auaile Huge heapes of mud he leaues wherein there breed Ten thousand kinde of creatures partly male And partly female of his fruitfull seede Such vgly monstrous shapes elswhere may no man reâ— Ed. Spen. compard to Errors vomit Of Rage As sauage Bull whom two fierce mastiues bait When rancor doth with rage him once ingore Forgets with warie ward them to await But with his dreadfull hornes them driues afore Or flings aloft or treads downe in the floore Breathing out wrath and bellowing disdaine That all the forrest quakes to heare him rore So ragde Prince Arthur twixt his foe-men twaine That neither could his mighty puissance sustaine Edm Spen. Looke what a noyse an heard of sauage swine Doe make when as the Wolfe a pig doth take That doth in all theyr hearings cry and whine Flocking about as nature hath them taught So doe these souldiours murmure and repine To see theyr Captaine thus to mischiefe brought And with great fury they doe set vpon him All with one voyce still crying on him on him I. Harr. As when within the soft and spungie soyle The winde doth pierce the intrailes of the earth Where hurly buâ—ly with a restlesse coyle Shakes all the centre wanting issue forth Tell with the tumour townes mountaines tremble Euen such a meteor doth theyr rage resemble M. Drayton As when a Comet farre and wide descride In scorne of Phaebus midst bright heauen doth shine And tydings sad of death and mischiefe brings So shond the Pagan in bright armour clad And rold his eyes Ed. Fairefax Like as a Bull when prickt with iealousie He spies the riuall of his hote desire Through all the fields doth bellow rore and cry And with his thundring voyce augments his ire And threatning battaile to the emptie skie Teares with his horne each plant each bush each brier And with his foote cast's vp his hand on hight Defying his strong foe to deadly fight Such was the Pagans fury such his cry Idem Like as a Goshauke that in foote doth beare A trembling Culuer hauing spyde on hight An Eagle that with plumy wings doth sheare The subtile ayre stooping with all his might The quarry throwes to ground with fell despight And to the battaile doth herselfe prepare So ranne the Giantesse vnto the fight Her fiery eyes with furious sparks did stare And with blasphemous bans high God in peeces tarâ— Edm. Spencer As Lyons meete or Bulls in pastures greene With teeth and hornes and staine with blood the field Such eager fight these warriours was betweene And eythers speare had peirst the others shield I. Harr. Like as with equall rage and equall might Two aduerse windes combate with billowes proud And neyther yeeld seas skies maintaine like fight Waue against waue opposd and clowde to clowde So warre both sides with obstinate despight With like reuenge and neither partie bowd Fronting each other with confounding blowes No wound one sword vnto the other owes Sam. Daniell With equall rage as when the Southerne-winde Meeteth in battaile through the Northerne blast The sea and ayre to weather is resignde But clowd gainst clowd waue gainst waue they past So from this skirmish neither part declind But fought it out and keepes theyr footings fast And oft with furious shock together rush And shield gainst shield helme gainst helme they crush Ed. Fairefax transl Such was theyr furie as when Boreas teares The shattered crags from Taurus Northerne clift Vpon theyr helmes theyr Launces long they broke And vp to heauen flew splinters sparks smoake Idem As when two Tygers prickt with hungers rage Haue by good fortune found some beasts fresh spoile On which they weene theyr famine to asswage And gaine a feastfull guerdon of theyr toyle Both falling out doe stirre vp strifefull broyle And cruell battaile twixt themselues doe make Whilst neither lets the other touch the soile
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
instrument of heauen To call the earth and summon vp our shame By an edict from euerlasting giuen Forbids mortalitie to search the same Where sence is blind and wit of wit bereauen Terror must be our knowledge feare our skill To admire his worke and tremble at his will S. Daniell Howsoeuer things in likely hood discent In birth life death our god is first the middle euent And not what he can do he wil but what he wil he can And that he do or do it not behoues vs not to scan W. Warner God may all that he wills his will is iust God wills all good to them that in him trust Th. Hudson Transl Where the Almighties lightening brand doth light It dimmes the daz'led eies daunts the sences quight Ed. Spencer The Gods are euer iust Our faults excuse their rigour must S. Daniell The Lord law-maker iust and righteous Doth frame his lawes not for himselfe but vs He frees himselfe and flies with his powers wing No where but where his holy will doth bring All that he doth is good because it doth proceed From him that is the roote of good indeed From him that is the spring of righteousnesse From him whose goodnesse nothing can expresse I. Syluester Indeed the euil done Dies not when breath the body first doth leaue But from the gransire to the nephewes sonne And all his seed the curse doth often cleaue Till vengeance vtterly the guilt bereaue So straightly God doth iudge Ed. Spencer There is no strength in armour man or horse Can vaile If Ioue on wronged take remorse For he on whom the deadly dart doth light Can neuer scape by raunsome friend nor flight I. Harr. Mir. of Mag. Eternall prouidence exceeding thought Where none appeares can make her selfe away Ed. Spencer If Gods can their owne excellence excell It 's in pardoning mortalls that rebell M. Drayton God most doth punish whom he most regardeth S. I. Harr. Transl Where Gods do vengeance craue It is not strong deensiue walls that any thing can saue VV. Warner God hath made a salue for euery sore If men would learne the same for to apply S. I. Harr. Transl Man purposeth but all things are disposed By that great God that sits and rules aboue Idem What man is he that boasts of fleshly might And vaine assurance of mortalitie Which all so soone as it doth come to fight Against spirituall foes yeelds by and by Or from the field most cowardly doth flye Ne let the man ascribe it to his skill That though grace hath gained victory If any sleight we haue it is to ill But all the good is Gods both power and eke the will Ed. Spencer God neuer seekes by tryall of temptation To sound mans heart and secret cogitation For well he knowes man and his eye doth see All thoughts of men ere they conceaued bee I. Syluester Transl God Conioynes no lesse our willes then bolds our harts A sure presage that he is on our parts Th. Hudson Tran. Our God is iust whose stroke delaid long Doth light at last with paine more sharpe and strong I. H. M. of Magist The mistie cloudes that fall sometime And ouercast the skies Are like to troubles of our time Which do but dimme our eies But as such deawes are dried vp quite When Phebus showes his face So are sad fancies put to flight When God doth guide by grace G. Gascoigne Gods mercy gently waighes his iustice downe Th. Aâ—helly So blinds the sharpest counsell of the wise This ouershadowing prouidence on hie And dazeleth the clearest sighted eies That they see not how nakedly they lie There where they little thinke the storme doth rise And ouercast their cleare securitie When man hath stopt all waies saue only that That least suspected ruine enters at S. Daniell When Sathan tempts he leades vs vnto hell But God doth guide whereas no death doth dwell When Sathan tempts he seekes our faith to foyle But God doth seale it neuer to recoyle Sathan suggesteth ill good moues to grace The diuel seekes our baptisme to deface But God doth make our burning zeale to shine Amongst the candels of his Church diuine I. Syl. Transl Gods word Which made the world sustaines and guides it still To diuers ends conducts both good and ill He that preferres not God fore all his race Amongst the sonnes of God deserues no place And he that plowes the furrowes of Gods feeld May not turne backe his fainting face nor yeeld Idem God with eternall bread in time of need His loued Iacob fortie yeares did feed And gaue them water from the solid stone Which of it selfe had neuer moysture none Their caps their coats and shoes that they did weare God kept all fresh and new full fortie yeare Th. Hud Tran. The most iust God when once mans sinnes do grow Beyond the bounds of pardon and of grace Because that men his iudgements best may know Like to his loue to rule on earth doth place Monsters most vile to tyrannize vs so With wrong the right with lust lawes to deface For this said cause were Scylla sent and Marius The Nerons both and filthy minded Varius For this Domitian held in Rome the raigne And Antoninus of that name the last And Messinine a base vnworthy swaine To place mankind in princely throne was plaste For this in Thebes did cruell Creon raigne With other tyrants more in ages past For this of late hath Italy bene wonne By men of Lombardie of Goth and Hunne S. Daniell Good deeds Who wold to God but workes no good who seeketh fame by ease Comes short of both no lesse then maps to very lands and seas VV. VVarner Good deeds in case that they be euil placed Ill deeds are reckoned and soone disgraced That is a good deed that preuents a bad G. Chapman Well doing farre exceedeth well to say G. Turberuile Ill deeds may better the bad words be bore Ed. Spencer Let euery one do all the good they can or sildom commeth harme of doing well Though iust reward it wanteth now and than Yet shame and euill death it doth expell But he that mischieueth an other man Seldome doth carry it to heauen or hell Men say it and we see it come to passe Good turnes in dust and bad turnes writ in glasse S. I. Harrington Transl Wretched is he that thinkes by doing ill His euill deeds long to conceale and hide For though the voyce and tongues of men be still By foules and beasts his sinne shall be discride And God oft worketh by his secret will That sinne it selfe the sinner so doth guide That of his owne accord without request He makes his wicked doings manifest Idem Our bodies buried then our deeds ascend Those deeds in life to worth can not be rated In death with life our fame euen then is dated M. Drayton Greatnesse Great things still orewhelme themselues by waight E. Guilpin Greatnesse like to the sunnes reflecting powers The fier bred vapours naturally
come by kindred of a noble race Except we princely worthy noble bee The fruite declares the goodnesse of the tree Do brag no more of birth or linage than Sith vertue grace and manners make the man M. of M. Search all thy bookes and thou shalt finde therein That honour is more hard to hold then win G. Gascoigne Defeated honour neuer more is to be got againe W. Warner Vile is honour and a little vaine The which true worth and danger do not gaine S. Daniell Vertue can beare what can on vertue fall Who cheapneth honour must not stand on price M. Drayton It most behoues the honourable race Of mightie peeres true wisedome to sustaine And with their noble countenance to grace The learned forheads without gifts or gaine Or rather learnd themselues behoues to bee That is the garland of nobilitie Ed. Spencer If that honour haue one minutes staine An hundred yeares scant can it cleanse againe S. I. H. Transl A shame to fetch our long discent from kings And from great Ioue deriue our pedigree The braue atchiements of an hundred things Breathing vaine boasts the world to terrifie If we our selues do blot with infamie And staine the right and honour that is theirs Men cannot leaue their vertues to their heires M. Drayton Honour is grounded on the tickle yce The purest lawne most apt for euery spot Idem Honors shade thrusts honors substance from his place I. Marston Honour by due right is vertues hire Th. Watson Honours without imployment of estate Are like to sun-beames without heate or light A noble man and not a magistrate Shines halfe eclipsed in his clearest bright Ioyne heauenly gifts to earthly light to light Let these great excellencies make a truce Fortune shall need no wheele-wright for her vse Th. Storer Great is the choise that growes in youthfull minde When honour falles at variance with affection Nor could it yet be knowne or well definde Which passion keeps the other in subiection Both do allure both doth the iudgements blinde Both do corrupt the heart with strong infection Yet loe sometimes these hurts procure our weale Euen as one poyson doth another heale S. I. Harr. Transl The fiery sparkling precious Chrysolite Spangled with gold doth most transplendent shine The pearle grac'd by the ring the ring by it The one the others beautie doth refine And both together beauties do combine The iewell decks the golden haire that weares it Honour decks learning that with honour reares it Ch. Fitz. The inward touch that wounded honour beares Rests closely ranckling and can find no ease Till death of one side cure this great disease S. Daniell Hope Faiths yonger sister that Speranza hight Was clad in blew that her beseemed well Not all so chearfull seemed she of sight As was her sister whether dread did dwell Or anguish in her heart is hard to tell Vpon her arme a siluer anchor lay Whereon she leaned euer as befell And euer vp to heauen as she did pray Her eyes were bent ne swarued other way Ed. Spencer Hope a handsome maide Of chearfull looke and louely to behold In silken Samite she was light araide And her faire locks were wouen vp in gold She alway smilde and in her hand did hold An holy water sprinkle dipt in dewe With which she sprinkled fauours manifold On whom she list and did great liking shewe Great liking vnto many but true loue to fewe Idem True hope is swift and flies with swallowes wings Kings it makes Gods and meaner creatures Kings W. Shakespeare Wan Hope poore soule on broken anchor sits Wringing his armes as robbed of his blisse D. Lodge What better emperor can the body hold Then sacred Hope the element from whence Vertue is drawne fresh looking neuer old Matter most worthy of a strong defence It animates yoong men and makes them bold Arming their hearts with holy influence It like a seale in tender thoughts doth presse The perfect Image of all happinesse L. Markham Hope is double and hath double power As being mortall and immortall fram'de In th' one shee 's mouelesse certaine euery houre In th' other doubtfull and incertaine nam'de Th' immortall Hope raines in a holy bowre In earthy closures is the mortall tam'de And these two contraries where ere they meete Double delight and make our thoughts more sweete Idem He that hopes least leaues not to hope at all But hopes the most hoping so little hope Augmenting of our hope makes hope growe small And taking from it giues it greater scope The desperate man which in dispaire doth fall Hopes by that end ill fortune to reuoke And to this hope belongs a second part Which we call confidence which rules the hart This second part of hope this confidence Doth Tully call a vertue that doth guide The Spirit to an honest residence Without whose aide no pleasure will abide In our world-wearied flesh I. Markeham All men are guests where hope doth hold the feast G. Gascoigne Such is the weakenesse of all mortall hope So tickle is the state of earthly things And brings vs bale and bitter sorrowings That ere they come vnto their aimed scope They fall too short of our fraile reckonings In stead of comfort which we should embrace This is the death of Keysars and of Kings Let none therefore that is in meaner place Too greatly grieue at any vnluckie case Ed. Spencer Vnworthy they of grace whom one deniall Excludes from fairest hope without farther triall Idem Hope like the Hyenna comming to be old Alters his shape is turned to dispaire H. C. Sorrow doth vtter what vs still doth grieue But hope forbids vs sorrow to beleeue Idem Our hopes good deceiues vs But that we would forgoe that seldome leaues vs. Idem None without great hopes will follow such Whose power and honour doth not promise much S. Daniell Who nothing hopes let him dispaire in nought Th. Achelly To liue in hope of that they meane to giue Is to deceiue our selues and not to liue D. Lodge Hope lost breeds griefe griefe paine and paine disease Th. Watson Our haps do turne as chaunces on the die Nor let him from his hope remoue That vnder him hath mou'd the starres aboue M. Drayton Hope and haue in time a man may gaine any woman A. Fraunce Hope well feare not marke this be wise Droupe not for to dispaire is to die twise Ignoto Bad haps are holpe with hap and good beliefe S. I. Harrington Transl O Hope how cunning with our cares to gloze Griefes breathing poynt the true man to desire The rest in sighes the very thoughts repose As thou art milde oh wert thou not a lier Faire speaking flatterie subtill soothing guile Ah Hope in thee our sorrowes sweetly smile M. Drayton Humilitie He was an aged syre hoary gray With lookes full lowly cast and gate full slowe Wont on a staffe his feeble steps to stay Hight Humilta they passe in stouping lowe For straight and narrow was the way that he
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
Euen so their fury lasting lasts their tone Their fury ceast their muse doth stay anone K. of Scots When heauen would striue to doo the best she can And put an Angels spirit into a man Then all her powers she in that worke doth spend When she a Poet to the world doth send The difference onely twixt the Gods and vs Allowd by them is but distinguisht thus They giue men breath men by their powers are born That life they giue the Poet doth adorne And from the world when they dissolue mans breath They in the world do giue man life in death M. Drayton Who so will with vertues deeds assay To mount to heauen on Pegasus must ride And with sweete Poets verse be glorifide For not to haue bene dipt in Laethe Lake Could saue the sonne of Thetis for to die But that blind bard did him immortall make With Verses dipt in deaw of Castelie Which made the Easterne Emperour to crie O fortunate yoong man whose vertue found So braue a trumpe thy vertues to resound Ed. Spencer Phisitions bills not patients but Apothecaries knowes Some moderne Poets be hardly inward so Not intellectually to write is learnedly they trowe Whereby they hit capacities as blind men hit the crowe W. Warner As now by melancholy walks and thredbare coats we gesse At clients and at Poets none worke more and profit lesse None make to more vnmade of more the good of other men For those enrich the gownists these eternize with their pen. Yet soothly nods to Poets now are largesse and but lost For Pallas hermits liue secure obscure in roofes embost Idem The world and they so ill according bee That wealth and Poets hardly can agree Fewe liue in court that of their good do care The muses friends are euery where so rare M. Draiton He giues a Poet that his verses heares Idem But oh Mecenas is yclad in clay And great Augustus long ago is dead And all the worthies liggen wrapt in lead That matter made for Poets on to play â—or euer who in dorring do were dead The loftie verse of them was loued aye But after vertue gan for age to stoupe And mightie manhood brought to bed of ease â—he vaunting Poets found nought worth a pease â—o put in preaze among the learned troope â—ho gan the streames of flowing wits to cease And sun-bright honour pend in shamefull coope Ed. Spencer These frugall patrons who begin To scantle learning with a seruile pay Make Poets thinke their negligence no sin The cold conceit of recompence doth flay Their fiery furie when they should begin The Priest vnpaid can neither sing nor say Nor Poets sweetly write except they meete With some rewards for sermoning so sweete D. Lodge Platoes Common-weale did packe None of those Poets who by Verse did make The good men euill and the wicked worse Whose pleasant words betraid the publike corse Nor those who in their songs good termes alwaies Ioynd with faire theames whil'st thundring on the praise Of God iust thunderer whiles this holy speach Like Hermes did the way to strayers teach K. of Scots Plentie Such is th'ffect of two much store It makes them loathe that which they lou'd before Ch. Middleton The stately Eagle on his pitch doth stand And from the maine the fearefull foule doth suit Yet scornes to touch them lying on the land When he hath felt the sweete of his delight But leaues the same a pray to euery Kite With much we surfet Plentie makes vs poore The wretched Indian scornes the golden Oare M. Drayton Pollicie O pollicie scarce knowne in times that 's past Or being knowne yet least of most esteemd Thy prouidence most worthily shall last And in these latter dayes be better deemd L. Markham Warre honour doth deserue Yet counsell in all Kingdomes pollicied Is farre more worthy and more dignified For armes but in extreames do neuer serue To reconcile and punish such as swerue D. Lodge He that will gaine what pollicie doth heed By Mercurie must deale or neuer speed M. Drayton Grounded aduice in daunger seldome trips The deadliest poyson still can safely drinke Foresight stands fast where giddie rashnes slides Wisedome seemes blind when eyed as a Linâ— Preuention speaketh ill but what he thinkes The deadliest hate which smiles securely stands Idem Pollicie religious habit weares Idem No Pollicie to silence now adaies Th. Storer Our troubles kept abroad although to cost Aâ—e well bought out for least by them is lost D. Lodge T is better farre thy enemy to aband Quite from thy bowers to a stranger soyle Then he at home thee and thy country foyle M. of M. The head that deemes to ouertop the skie Shall perish in his humane pollicie R. Greene. How oft haue watching pollicie deuizde A cunning clause which hath himselfe surprizde How often hath leaud fraud bene set a flore Of purpose that his goods might cut his throte Who builds on strength by pollicie is stript Who hurts his wit by wit is soonest tript D. Lodge Endeuours polliticke take small effect That wants assistance from the heauenly word Beside fome helpe must wealth and state afford For iudgement vttered by the mouth of want Is either partiall or admired scant Th. Storer A Clergie man his calling much impaires To meddle with the polliticke affaires Idem Though Marius could begin and make the fray Yet Scaurus pollicie deserues the baye D. Lodge Let Catulus with Pompey be comparde Or wittie Cicero with Cateline And to preuent with pollicie diuine That which the other ouer-rashly darde Deserues such fame as may not be imparde Idem Say military vertues do require A valiant heart great strength and constancie The selfe like gifts in ciuil pollicie Are requisite for such as do aspire To gaine renowne by counsell for their hire Idem A little harme done to a great good end For lawfull pollicie remaines inacted The poysonous simple sometime is compacted In a pure compound being so applied His venome in effect is purified W. Sha. Pouertie O pouertie chiefe of the heauenly broode Ed. Fairfax Such is the world this cros-blis world of ours That vertue hardly hides her self in poore desart bowers And such be best as seeme not best content exceeds a crowne VV. Warner Powerfull need arts auncient dame and keeper The early watch clocke of the slothfull sleeper I. Syluester Lacke is thrall and slaue to euery thing Th. Churchyard Need is mistresse of all exercise Th. Bastard A schollers want exceeds a clownes content Idem No danger but in hie estate none erre in meane degree W. Warner Where imperious need doth tyrannize The holy heate through worldly cares doth pawse It s soild with earthly thoughts and downward drawes Hence come those dull conceits among the wise Which coy eard readers censure to proceed From ignorance whereas they grow by need D. Lodge The citizens like ponned pikes the lesser feeds the great The rich for meat seek stomachs and the pore for stomach meat VV. VVarner
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
Sydney Times golden thigh Vpholdes the flowrie body of the earth In sacred harmonie and euerie birth Of men audacious makes legitimate Being vsde aright the vse of times is fate G. Chapman No mortall forme that vnder moone remaines Exempt from traiterous Time continueth one Now mountes the floud and straight his waues restrains Now flowes the tyde and strait the sourse is gone VVho toyles by Sea must choose the fayrest gale For time abodes our good or badde auaile D. Lodge Al those that liue and thinke themselues but slime Must choose and thriue by fauour of the time Idem Swift speedie Time feathered with flying howres Dissolues the beautie of the fayrest browe S. Daniell Time doth consume fame honour wit strength Time roots out youth and beauties looke at length Tho. Watson Time wanting bonds still wanteth certaintie M. Dr. To Fames rich treasure Time vnlocks the doore Which angrie sorrow had shut vp before Idem Time is a bondslaue to eternitie Tho. Kyd. All that doth liue is subiect to his law All things decay in time and to their end do draw Ed. Spencer What wrong hath not continuance out-worne Yeares makes that right that neuer was so borne S. Daniell Good time is blest badde time wee hold accurst Time hurts them oft that he did helpe at first T. Churchyard Times glory is to calme contending kings To vnmaske falshood and bring truth to light To stampe the seale of time in aged things To wake the morne and sentinell the night To wrong the wronger till hee render right To ruinate proude buildings with his howres And smeare with dust their glittering golden towres To fill with worm holes stately monuments To feede obliuion with decay of things To blot old Bookes and alter their contents To pull the quilles from auncient Rauens wings To drie the old okes sappe and cherish springs To spoyle antiquities of hammered steele And turne the giddie round of fortunes wheele To shew the Beldame daughters of her daughters To make the child a man the man a child To slay the tyger that doth liuely slaughter To tame the vnicorne and the lyon wilde To make the subtill in themselues be guild To cheere the plow-man with increasefull crops And waste huge stones with little water-drops W. Shakespeare Truth The Truth doth doth dwell within the holy tables Of Gods liue word not in our wanton braine Which dayly coyning some strange error vaine For gold takes lead for truth electeth Fables I. Siluester Truth is no harauld nor no so sophist sure She noteth not mens names their sheelds or crests Though shee compare them vnto birds and beasts But whom shee doth fore-shew shall raigne by force Shee tearmes a woolfe a dragon or a beare A wilfull Prince a raignelesse raging horse A boare a lion a coward much in feare A hare or hart a craftie pricked eare A lecherous a bull a goate a foale An vnderminer a mould-warpe or a moale M. of M. Tried truth Doth best be seeme a simple naked tale Ne needes to bee with paynted processe prickt That in her selfe hath no diuersitie But alwayes shewes one vndisguised face VVhere deepe deceit and lies must seeke her shade And wrappe their words in guilefull eloquence As euer fraught with contrarietie G. Gascoigne The truth hath certaine bounds but falshood none S. Daniell The naked truth is a well-clothed lie A nimble quicke pale meunts to dignitie By force or fraud that matters not a iot So massie wealth may fall vnto thy lot Io. Marston Treason Conspiracie gainst the person of a Prince Is treason gainst the deitie of heauen Th. Achellye Treason is but trusted like the Foxe Who nere so tamde so cherisht and lockt vp Will haue a wilde tricke of his auncetors W. Sh. No vertue merits prayse once toucht with blot of treason S. Ph. Sydney VVho fayleth one is false though trusty to another Idem There is no treason woundeth halfe so deepe As that which doth in Princes bosome sleepe M. Drayton VVho that resisteth his dread soueraigne Lord Doth damne his soule by Gods owne verie word A Christian subiect should with honour due Obey his soueraigne though he were a Iew VVhereby assured when subiects do rebell Gods wrath is kindled threatning fire and hell M. of M. Was neuer rebell before the world and since That could or should preuaile against his Prince Idem Reuolted subiects of themselues will quaile I. Syluester Tyrannie Next to Tyrannie Comes warres discention ciuill mutinie Ch. Middl. In greatest wants t' inflict the greatest woe This is the worst that tyrannie can show Idem Hell haleth tyrants downe to death amaine Was neuer yet nor shall bee cruell deede Vnquited left but had as cruell meed M. of M. No tyrant commonly Liuing ill can kindly die But either trayterously surprizde Doth coward poyson quayle their breath Or their people haue deuizde Or theyr Guard to seeke their death Tho. Kyd. It is an hell in hatefull vassallage Vnder a tyrant to consume ones age A selfe-shauen Dennis or an Nero fell Whose cursed Courts with bloud and incest swell An Owle that flyes the light of Parliaments And state assemblies iealous of th' intents Of Priuate tongues who for a pastime sets His Peeres at oddes and on their furie whets Who neither fayth honour nor right respects Idem Vertue What one art thou thus in torne weede yclad Vertue in price whom auncient sages had Why poorely clad for fading goods past care Why double fac'd I marke each fortunes rare This bridle what mindes rages to restraine VVhy beare you tooles I loue to take great paine Why wings I teach aboue the starres to flie Why treade you death I onely cannot die S. Th. Wiat. The path that leades to Vertues Court is narrow Thornie and vp a hill a bitter iourney But being gone through you find al heauenly sweets Th'entrance is all flintie but at th' end Two Towres of pearles and cristall you ascend Th. Dekkar Vertue is fayrest in a poore art aye Idem Vertue abhorres too weare a borrowed face Idem The wisest scholler of the wight most wise By Phoebus doome with sugred sentence saies That vertue If it once meete with our eyes Strange flames of loue it in our soules would raise S. Ph. Sydney That growes apace that vertue helps t' aspire M. Râ—â—don When vertue riseth base affections fall Ed. Fairfax Like as the horse well mand abides the bit And learnes his stoppe by raine in riders hand Where mountaine colt that is not sadled yet Runnes headlong on amidst the fallowed land Whose fierce resist scarce bendes with any band So men reclaim'd by vertue tread aright Where ledde by follies mischiefes on them light D. Lodge Vertue doth â—urb affection and for conscience flieth sin To leaue for imperfection feare or shame no praise doth winne W. Warner Vertue it selfe turnes vice being misapplyed And vice sometime by action dignified W. Shakespeare Vertue in greatest daunger is most showne And though opprest yet nere is ouerthrowne
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