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Poems, and fancies written by the Right Honourable, the Lady Margaret Newcastle.
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Newcastle, Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of, 1624?-1674.
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Motion directs while Atomes dance ATomes will dance and measures keep just time And one by one will hold round circle line Run in and out as we do dance the Hay Crossing about yet keepe just time and way While Motion as Musicke directs the Time Thus by consent they altogether joyne This Harmony is Health makes Life live long But when they 're out 't is death so dancing's done The difference of Atomes and Motion in youth and age IN all things which are young Motion is swift But moving long is tir'd and groweth stiff So Atomes are in youth more nimble strong Then in old Age but apt more to go wrong Thus Youth by false Notes and wrong Steps doth dye In Age Atomes and Motion weary downe do lye Motions Ease is Change weary soone doth grow If in one Figure she doth often go Motion makes Atomes a Bawd for Figure DID not wild Motion with his subtle wit Make Atomes as his Bawd new Formes to get They still would constant be in one Figure And as they place themselves would last for ever But Motion she perswades new Formes to make 〈◊〉 Motion doth in Change great pleasure take And makes all Atomes run from place to place That Figures young he might have to imbrace For some short time she will make much of one But afterwards away from them will run And thus are most things in the World undone And by her Change do young ones take old 's roome But 't is butt like unto a Batch of Bread The Floure is the same of such a Seed But Motion she a Figure new mould bak'd Because that She might have a new hot Cake Motion and Figure A Figure Sphoeericall the Motion 's so Streight Figures in a darting Motion go As severall Figures in small Atomes bee So severall Motions are if we could see If Atomes joyne meet in another Forme Then Motion alters as the Figures turne For if the Bodies weighty are and great Then Motion 's slow and goes upon lesse feet Out of a Shuttle-cocke a feather pull And flying strike it as when it was full The Motion alters which belongs to that Although the Motion of the hand do not Yet Motion Matter can new Figures find And the Substantiall Figures turne and wind Thus severall Figures severall Motions take And severall Motions severall Figures make But Figure Matter Motion all is one Can never separate nor be alone Of the Subtlety of Motion COuld we the severall Motions of Life know The Subtle windings and the waies they go We should adore God more and not dispute How they are done but that great God can doe 't But we with Ignorance about do run To know the Ends and how they first begun Spending that Life which Natures God did give Us to adore him and his wonders with With fruitlesse vaine impossible pursuites In Schooles Lectures and quarrelling Disputes But never give him thanks that did us make Proudly as petty Gods ourselves do take Motion is the Life of all things AS Darknesse a privation is 〈◊〉 Light That 's when the Opticke Nerve is stopt from Light So Death is even a cessation in Those Formes and Bodies wherein Motions spin As Light can only shine but in the Eye So Life doth only in a Motion lye Thus Life is out when Motion leaves to bee Like to an Eye that 's shut no Light can see Of Vacuum SOme thinke the World would fall and not hang so If it had any empty place to go One cannot thinke that Vacuum is so vast That the great World might in that Gulfe be cast But Vacuum like is to the Porous Skyn Where Vapour * goeth out and Aire takes in And though that Vapour fills those places small We cannot thinke but first were empty all For were they all first full they could not make Roome for succession their places for to take But as those Atomes passe and repasse through Yet still in empty places must they go Of the Motion of the Sea IF that the Sea the Earth doth run about It leaves a Space where first the Tide went out For if the Water were as much as * Land The Water would not stir but still would stand Which shewes that though the Water still goes round Yet is the Land more then the Water found But say the 〈◊〉 that 's moveable without Which being thin gives leave to run about Or like a Wheele which Water makes to go So Aire may the Water make to flow But if that Aire hath not roome to move It cannot any other Body 〈◊〉 Besides what drives must needs be stronger far Then what it drives or 〈◊〉 it would not stir If so then 〈◊〉 of strengths must be In Motions power to move Eternally But say all things do run in Circles line And every part doth altogether joyne They cannot in each others places stir Unlesse some places were 〈◊〉 empty bare For take a Wheele circumference 〈◊〉 without And Center too it cannot 〈◊〉 about If Breadth and Depth were full leaving no space Nothing can stir out of the selfe same place Ebbing and Flowing of the Sea THE Reason the Sea so constant Ebbs and Flowes Is like the 〈◊〉 of a Clocke which goes For when it comes just to the Notch doth strike So water to that empty place doth like For when it Flowes Water is cast out still And when it Ebbs runs back that place to fill Vacuum in Atomes IF all the 〈◊〉 Long Sharpe Flat and 〈◊〉 Be onely of one fort of Matter 〈◊〉 The Hollow Atomes must all empty be For there is nought to fill Vacuitie Besides being severall 〈◊〉 though but small Betwixt those Bodies there is nought at all For as they range about from place to place Betwixt their Bodies there is left a 〈◊〉 How should they move having no space between For joyning close they would as one Lumpe seem Nor could they move into each others place Unlesse there were somewhere an Empty space For though their Matter 's infinite as Time They must be fix'd if altogether joyne And were all Matter fluid as some say It could not move having no empty way Like Water that is stopt close in a 〈◊〉 It cannot stir having no way to passe Nor could the 〈◊〉 swim in Water thin Were there no 〈◊〉 to crowd those waters in For as they Crowd those waters on heapes high Must some waies rise to Place that empty lye For though the water 's thin wherein they move They could not stir if water did not shove Of Contracting and Dilating whereby Vacuum must needs follow COntracting and Dilating of each part It is the chiefest worke of Motions Art Yet Motion can't dilate nor yet contract A Body which at first is close compact Unlesse at first an empty place was found To spread those Compact Bodies round Nor 〈◊〉 matter can contract up close But by contracting it some place must lose The Attraction of the Earth THE reason Earth
the Sun of Charity did melt Those Icy Wants so Liberty she felt And Oares of honest Industry did row Till gentle Gales of Friend-ship made it go But when the Stormes of Dangers all were past Upon the Coast of it was cast Yet was this Ship so totter'd tome and rent That none but Gods the Ruine could prevent A Lady drest by Love HER Haire with Lovers Hopes curl'd in long Rings Her Braides plaited hard with his Protestings Yet often times those curled Haires went out With Lovers windy Feares and 〈◊〉 of Doubt Strings of threaded Teares about her Neck she wore Dropt from her Lovers Eyes whose Image bore His Sighs as Pendants hung at either Eare Sometime were troublesome if heavie were Of Admiration was her Gowne made on Where Praises high imbroyder'd were upon Ribbons of Verses Love hung here and there 〈◊〉 the severall Fancies were With some the tied her Looking-Glasse of Pride And Fan of good Opinion by her side Sometimes Love Pleasure took a Veile to place Of Glances which did cover all her Face A Souldier arm'd by Mars A Head 〈◊〉 made of Prudence where 's his Eye Of Judgments Dangers or Mistakes to ' spy His breast-plate made of Courage to keep out Bullets of Feare or Blowes of timorous Doubt And on his Hands Gauntlets of active Skill Wherewith he held a Pole-axe of good Will His Sword was a strong and stiff-mettell'd Blade For it was all of pure bright Honour made A 〈◊〉 which Fortune gave his Wast did tye 〈◊〉 thick with Stars of Purple dye A Plume of valiant Thoughts did on his Head-peece 〈◊〉 A 〈◊〉 Cloake of Merit about him was His Spurs rowell'd with Hope which peirc'd the side Of strong Ambition whereon he did ride Thus he was arm'd and for great Fame did fight She was his 〈◊〉 he her Champion Knight A Lady arest by Youth HER Haire was curles of Pleasures and Delight Which through her Skin did cast a glimmering Light As Lace her bashfull Eye-lids downwards hung A Modest Countenance over her Face was flung Blushes as Corall 〈◊〉 she strung to weare About her Neck and Pendants for each Eare. Her Gowne was by Proportion cut and made With Veines Imbroydered with Complexion laid Light words with Ribbons of Chast Thoughts up ties And loose Behaviour which through Errours 〈◊〉 Rich Jewels of bright Honour she did weare By Noble Actions plac'd were every where Thus drest to Fames great Court strait waies she went There danc'd a Brall with Touth Love Mirth Content A Woman drest by Age. A Milk-white Haire-lace wound up all her Haires And a deafe Coife did cover both her Eares A sober Countenance about her Face she ties And a dim Sight doth cover halfe her Eyes About her Neck a Kercher of course Skin Which Time had crumpl'd and worne Creases in Her Gowne was turn'd to Melancholy black Which loose did hang upon her Sides and Back Her Stockings Crampes had knit Red Worsted Gout And Paines as Garters tied her Legs about A paire of 〈◊〉 Gloves her Hands draw on With 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 stitch'd and 〈◊〉 trimm'd upon Her Shoes were Cornes and hard Skin sow'd together Hard Skin were Soles and Cornes the upper Leather A Mantle of Diseases laps her round And thus shee 's drest till Death laies her in Ground The Chorus THus Love and War and Age and Youth did meet In scenes of Poetry and numbers sweet War took out Love and Age did take out Youth And all did dance upon the Stage of Truth The Bride UPon her Head a Crowne of Jewels put And every Jewell like a Planet cut The Diamond Carbuncle and Ruby Red The Saphir Topas and Green Emerald His Face was like the Sun that shined bright And all those Jewels from her Face took Light A Chaine of Gold the Destinies had linckt And every Link a good Effect had in 't And as the Zodiack round the World doth bind So doth the 〈◊〉 about her Body wind A Cloath of Silver 〈◊〉 the Fates did spin Where every Thread was twisted hard therein Her Haire in curles hung loose which Cupid blowes Betwixt those Curles her Shoulders white he shewes Youth strew'd green Rushes to the 〈◊〉 Gate In 〈◊〉 Charriot she rid on in State With great Applause her Charrioteer drove on Eyes of Delight as 〈◊〉 run along And to the Altar this faire Bride was led By Blushing Modesty in Crimson red And Innocence drest in Lilly white And Hymen beares the Torch that burned bright Her Traine was car ried up by Graces Three As lovely Hope and Faith and Charity The Bridegroome THE Bridegroome all was drest by Honours fine And was attended by the Muses Nine Vertue Flowers strew'd of Dispositions sweet In honest waies to walk on gentle Feet A 〈◊〉 of 〈◊〉 upon his Head And both by Fortitude and Justice lead Over his Crowne a 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 did set Which Fortune often striv'd away to get And many 〈◊〉 of severall Censures rung And all the Streets was with Inquiry hung And in a Charriot of good Deeds did ride And many thankfull Hearts run by his side To the Temple THus to the Temple the Bride and Bridegroome went Though 〈◊〉 strove the Marriage to prevent Hymen did joyne their Hands their Hearts did tye Not to dislolve untill their Bodies dye The Gods did joyne their Soules in Wedlock-Bands In Heavens Record their Love for ever stands A Masquer drest by Vanity spoke the Epilogue his Dresse HIs Persum'd powder in 's long curles of Haire He made Lime-twigs to catch a Maid that 's faire His Glistring Suit which every 〈◊〉 Pride lac'd Is made a Bawde for to corrupt the Chast. A Cut-work Band which 〈◊〉 had wrought A price by which his Mistresse Love was brought Silk Stockings Garters Roses all of Gold Are Bribes by which his Mistresse Love doth hold His severall colour'd Ribbons which he weares As Pages to his 〈◊〉 Letters beares Feathers like Sailes which wave with every Wind Yet by those Sailes hesindes his 〈◊〉 kind His 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 deludes a simple Maid Perswades her all is Truth when all 's False he said Vanities Epilogue to the Thoughts NOblest you see how finely I am drest Yet all is Counterfeit that 's here exprest Vanity doth cheat you all and doth take Pride For to allure you from 〈◊〉 Virtues Side TO Silver Ribbens turn'd was every Haire Knots of Experience every one tied there Cover'd his Head was all with Wisedomes Hat Good Managements as Hat-band about that His Garments loose yet Manly did they sit Though Time had crumpl'd them no 〈◊〉 did get His Cloake made of a free and noble Mind And all with Generosity was lin'd And Gloves of Bounty his hands drew on Stich'd with Love free Hearts were trimm'd upon A Sword of Valour hung close by his side To cut of all base Feares and haughty Pride His Boots were Honesty to walk upon And Spurs of good Desires tied them on Thus he was drest by Honour and by Time