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This vvorlds folly Or A warning-peece discharged vpon the wickednesse thereof. By I.H.
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I. H., fl. 1615.
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1615
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out his tongue O let them looke into the story of one Hecebolus a * Socrat. Tripartit lâ—b cap. 38. Sophister who accommodating his profession to the fashions of the Emperors fained himselfe in the dayes of Constantius to bee a most feruent Christian But when Iulian the Apostata was ruler presently hee turn'd Paynime and in his orations proclaim'd Iulian a God and when Iulian was dead in Iouinians time hee would haue turn'd backe to Christianity whereupon for his mutability and lightnes in his Religion his horrid conscience draue him to the Church gates there hurling himselfe flat cried and bellowed with a lowd voice Conculcate me sal infatuatum trample mee vnder your feete vnsauoury salt that I am entirely wishing out of his soules agony that he had neuer seene the light orâ—t his Conception his tongue had beene riuetted to the roofe of his mouth Lastly and indefinitly to all remember so to liue as you stil may be prepar'd for the stab of death then will you desire to sing your Requiem and Quousque Demine longing to be dissolued and to sleepe in peace reclusiuely from the turbulent sea of earthy carefull miseries discerning clearely by the spiritual eye of vnderstanding that mans life is a wayfare and a warfare a wayfare because it is short and a warrefare for that it is sharpe and that worldly delightes are deceitefull and of no durability like the water-serpent d Ephemeron simuâ— oritur moritur no sooner bred but dead collecting likewise out of humane experience that the best life is but a weary and tedious pilgrimage and feeles no touch of true solace till at the euening of his dayes he lodge at the Inne of death for Death is the path to Life a Gaole-deliuery of the Soule a perfect health the hauen of heauen the finall victory of terrestriall troubles an eternall sleepe a dissolution of the body a terror to the rich a desire of the poore a pilgrimage vncertaine a theefe of men a shadow of life a rest from trauell an epilogue to vaine delight a consumption of idle desires a scourge for euill a guerdon for good it disburdens vs of all care vnmannicles and frees vs from vexation solicitude sorrow Of all those numberlesse numbers that are dead neuer any one returned to complaine of Death but of those few that liue most complaine of Life on earth Nemo suâ sorte conteÌ„tus euery man grumbles at his best estate The very Elements whereby our Ens as the secondarie cause is preseru'd conspire against vs the fire burnes vs the water drowns vs the earth annoyes vs and the aire infects vs our daies are laborious our nights comfortlesse the heate scorcheth vs the cold benumbs vs health swels vs with Pride sicknes empaleth our beauties friends turne Swallowes they will sing with vs in the Sommer of prosperity out in the Winter of trial they wil take wing and bee gone Enemies brand our reputations with deprauing imputations and the enuious man hurleth abroad his grins to ensnare our liues who wold then desire to liue where there is nothing that begets content For this world is a Theater of vanities a Chaos of confusions an Embassadour of mischiefe a tyrant to vertue a breaker of peace a fauorite of warre a sweet of vices a coyner of lyes an anuile of Nouelties a table of Epicurisme a furnace of lust a pitte fall to the rich a burthen to the poore a Cell of Pilgrims a denne of Theeues a calumniator of the good a renowner of the wicked a cunning impostor and a deceiuer of all How is the progresse of poore-proud-mans life violently agitated like the riuer Eurypus with contrarious motions The pleasure of the wily world thus inueagles him Veni ad me ego reficiam Come vnto me and I will drowne thee in delight the corruption of the luxurious flesh thus ingles him Veni ad me ego inficiam Come vnto mee and I will infect thee the diuell hee whispers this in his eare veni ad me ego decipiam Come vnto mee and I will cheate and deceiue thee but our sweet and sacred Sauiour Iesus Christ with perswasiue inducements thus intreates him Veni 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 ad me ego retipiam Come vnto me I pray thee that are heauy laden and I will receiue and exonerate thee and with the mighty arme of my mercy and compassion lift off that insupportable loade which crusheth downe to hel thy groaning soule Study then to liue as dead to the world that thou-maist liue with God for the iust man is saide nunquam sed post mortem viuere neuer to liue till after death Indeauor thy selfe to march faire through this worlds labyrinth not to squander and looke asquint vppon the Cyrcean allurements thereof but without turning either to the right or left hand run straight on in that Eclipiticke line which will conduct thee to that Celestiall Ierusalem where with that immaculate Lambe Christ Iesus thou shalt enioy pleasure without paine wealth without want rest without labour ioy without griefe and immensiue felicity without end Therefore I will bind vp the premises with this conclusiue exhortation of the Apostles Repent and amend your lines Math. 4.17 for the Kingdome of God is at hand Proh dolor hinc Lachrymae FAire Honor footes it squallid Glo-wormes ride And dart false splendors from vnpaid-for Pride Ith best Religion true none truely knowes In such deform'd conformity she goes Lust's a tyr'd Iade and waits for whome will mounther The Lord with 's Landresse Countesse with Page encounter Hymen tread out thy torch Plate's concession Omnia communia is the C profession Full beames of Grace beguild th' obsequious Groome VVho'l kisse the ground with 's knee But there 's no roome For high-borne Merit he ith shadow stands Farre out o' th Margent of great-base Commands Sleeke Flatteries cups replenish't to the brim But swolne Promotion lookes asquint on him VVho hoards more treasures in 's volumnious braine Then all those earth-bred stars Prides gawdy traine Peace moyst-ey'd Muse thy best Inuentions poore Thy Toung 's portcullist but thy thoughts speake more The Authors Character IN hope of guerdonile Epistle none with O my thrice honour'd Lord your worth alone c. Nor blow the bellowes to Ambitions fire With Eaglet-ayres make Butterflies mount higher Then their owne Nat'ral pitch nor with fil'd phrase Base-temperd Birth will burnish scowre or glaze No Popiniey shall weare worths liuerie Emblaz'd with word-embroderie by me Let Enuies wombe be my eternall graue If I turne Sycophant or vnseason'd slaue To furnish spangled-Fooles with what they want Make th' Asse beleeue he carries th' Elephant Craule int'a Great-mans bosome by some icast Like a staru'd Lowse vpon a Taylors breast Or cloath the fatall strumpet Helena With th'attributes of chast Andromeda Nor squint I after praise or plausiue grace Mans honest plainnesse needs feare no mans face Insta non magna vole