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A13526
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A whippe for worldlings or The centre of content
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Taylor, Stephen, fl. 1637.
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1637
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STC 23818; ESTC S111398
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digressed aime VVhat though these heape upon thee bitter scorne Thy vvorth shall aye appeare as brightest morne Or as that starre daies noted harbinger VVish'd comfort to the home-bent travailer A Pilgrimage thou knovv'st this life to be Pilgrimes should fast not feast in jollitie If great thy burden slovver is thy pace Hovv lesser laden bettet is thy case The vvay is heavy full of thornes briars VVith doubt full vvindings many men that tires Hast thou vvher vvith fraile nature to suffice Thou ha'st enough thou art in happie guise And little her contents vvhy then should vve Needles vvith such great vveights oppressed be Thou think'st thy share but small thy lot too meane Thy part most matchles tragicke in the sceane Yet let not Passions raging tirannie Robbe reason of her due regalitie Then shalt thou set the case is altred quite Thou art not miser but an happie vvight Thou art not King nor Keiser in degree Cares attend crovvnes dire feares regalitie ' Scarce can the charmes of Morpheus blacke constraine Their vvearied sences to obay his raigne VVhen others sleepe in quiet they opprest VVith ferall perturbations find no rest If eate or drinke or ride or sit or lie In every place and in all companie Both daie night and vvith restles thoughts doubts They cruciate their souls yet nothing bootes Hovv many mightie Monarchs of the earth Have liv'd in constant trouble from their birth Hovv ha's Dame Fortune toss'd them as a ball VVhen at the height of glorie then they fall Ag'd Priamus descended of high loue VVhome fiftie sonnes did father call that stroue VVith Greeces cheifest Champions vvhat more greife Rain'd forth his bleeding life vvithout releife Iust at the Altar VVhy should I stand to name That greatest Caesar by the Senate slaine Or Cleopatra Egipts queene that di'd By vvinding serpents poison'd stings to glide To her beloved Anthony before VVho tooke his journey to the stygian shore Or yet that craftie King Iugurtha nam'd For policie feates of armes much fam'd Of Numidea great Commander t'ane By Marius brought vn to Rome there slaine Or povverfull Bellisarius vvhose highs deeds Rome yea and all the vvorld vvith vvonder feeds And yet constrained vvas through vvant to pray For small releife to them that pass'd his vvay No Catalogue of this I seeke to make Of greatest Peires that share in Fates did take This is no Chronicle my taske's not such Onely as fit I give you but a touch Goe further yet and see those Princes rare That Atlas like the vvorld on Shoulders bare VVhose Divine vvisedome makes their neighbours quake Those less in strength vvhose very vvords doe make Those that vvere mortall foes to lay dovvne armes And then as Beacon being fired them vvarnes Vnto Bellona's Court vvhich vvay he bends Observantly their resolution tends They humbly seeke his counsell farre neare And as an Oracle his sentence feare Yet for all this he murmur'd at shall be By the rude sencesuall sence lesse Com'naltie O those most blessed daies that they haue seene Caus'd by the vvarres vvith such a King or Queene Still yelpe they out or heare they nevvs of vvarres Their note is chang'd vvhat good is got by jarres Keepes he a Court magnificent they crie Such riot brings our land to beggerie Or is he frugall to encrease the store The treasurie exhausted long before Then he 's ignoble then he seekes their shame He loues not honour is no child of fame If yong he spends his time in dalliance VVith his faire Queene neglecting governance If strucke in yeares tush then he 's grovvne a sot Ne vvhat of state or rule knovves he a jot Or haue their crying sinnes vvith a strong hand Pull'd from the Lord a judgement on the land VVhether by dearth or vvarre or faintnes chill A coldnes at the heart a listles ill VVhich makes their lookes more setled bloodles sad Than if an ague strong them shaken had VVhich takes avvay all charitie and loue That onely makes man like the Gods aboue All due respect freindship good neighbour hood Dries vp affection even in nearest blood VVhen vve can see vvithout relenting heart Our brothers vvretched vvofull easeles smart VVhen vve vnmou'd as sencles blockes can see Subject of pittie depth of miserie VVhen traffique is block'd vp vvithin the land And mony life of trade in misers hand VVhen every one seekes to devoure each other Like ravening vvolues let him be freind or brother VVhen these and such like plagues are felt so soare They looke not to the cause but basely roare Out bitter exclamations ' gainst their King For this their just deserved suffering Like as th' Ichneumon little beast does steale Into the bellie of the Crocodile Beaking himself vpon the sunny shoare Of fertile Nile gorg'd till he can no more And there lies gnavving of his panch so vast Till he his life from monstrous corps ha's cast Or as that living Mountaine natures vvonder That by his povverfull passage causes thunder In the Atlanticke sea cutting vvith strength The foamie vvaues and floods does cast in length Many a furlong vvith resistles finnes VVhich Triton much amaz'd from revellings And Courtly entertainment makes to rise Sending about to every part his spies For quicke advise if any there should be That might in question call his soveraigntie Ansvvere is brought the vvhale strength of disdanie By the small svvord fish late receiv'd his bane The loftie Pine is subject to the ire Of raging loud-tongu'd Boreas all on fire To hasten vvrackfull mischeife the fall Of him aspiring and the Cedar tall VVhen as the shrubbes the lesser trees that grovve Under their shadovve shrovvded safely lovve Find no disturbance but in peace doe liue And kindly fruites in season due doe giue Is a slight Cottage blovvne vnto the ground VVe take no notice of so dead a sound But vvhen a tovvre vvhose spire most eminent Threatning the Clouds by thunder bolt is rent Or cast to humble earth by kindled vvrath Of all-commanding Iupiter dismai'th And makes vvith fearfull cold their blood to freeze That dvvel vvithin the hearing or that sees Its roaring dovvnefal so man of meane degree Lives more at ease and less in jeopardie Is not thy state so high thy store so great Thy bagges so stuff'd vvith coine nor yet thy seat So pleasant or commodious vvhat then VVilt thou repine O no but thinke on them On them most vvretched creatures slaues to vvoe That never fortune knevv but as a foe VVho never savve an happie day or houre But alvvays liv'd a pris'ner in the tovvre Of miserie the chearfull lookes of joy They seldome could discover greife annoy Sorrovve laments afflictions heavines Teares discontents troubles disquietnes VVhere e'r they goe attendance strictly giues And follovves them precise as relatiues Many a vvearie steppe they faintly tread VVithout the sust'nance of a peice of bread VVhen fierie Titan drives his scortching teame Bet vvixt the glitt'ring Cup and Diademe Nor house nor shelter haue they