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A19913	Wittes pilgrimage, (by poeticall essaies) through a vvorld of amorous sonnets, soule-passions, and other passages, diuine, philosophicall, morall, poeticall, and politicall. By Iohn Dauies	Davies, John, 1565?-1618.	1605 (1605)	STC 6344; ESTC S109368	85,753	170

to the vtmost streind Aboue Delight short of Saciety And are so strong that En●y is constraynd To s●y 〈◊〉 hould beyond hir pow'r to trie 〈◊〉 when the Sunne doth in our Zenith light He makes no Shade his Beames descend so right An amorous Colloqui twixt Dorus and Pamela IN a Garden rich of Flowres Walld with Baies and Hawthorn Towres In a Towre the rest forsaking Wo kept Philomela waking Here heard Dorus and his Saint This Birds musicall Complaint VVhile they harkned to her singing Their hands were each other wringing When their Eares were cloid to heare Notes that neuer cloie the Eare Sith Hands Harts did so discouer Dorus thus did Woo his Louer Sweet you see and feeling soe How our Hands and Harts agree And sith Hands and Hart● conspier Let vs likewise in Desier Time and Place vs both do woo To do that we needs must do If we will be linkt for euer VVith the Knot that none can seuer Time once past returneth not Place once lost is hardly got Then sith both attend our Pleasure Let vs waite vpon their leisure Think not Lust corrupts my loue Though effects of both I proue Sith that Lust aloue seems acting Where Loue only is Compacting This Coniunction I desire Not to quench vnhallowed sire But sith I would onely owe thee I in loue alone would ●now thee Of himselfe Loue iealous is Lest he should in duty misse Sith it is his bounden duty To do seruice still to Beauty Bound nay treble bound I am By thy Beauty Grace and Fame That no Right should be neglected Due to one so much affected Sith Loue can no better doo Then to make still One of Two That Loue Loue is best acquiting That comes neerest to vniting My Soule from my Lips would flie And of Thine to Thine would hie That their Powres they might be mixing In desire of faster fixing Sith our Soules through Loues desire Labour thus to be intite O●then let our Bodies being Make one E●lence through agreeing So to be is to be One Which is by Con●unction One in Spirit and Flesh and either Made by Coupli●g fast together This I long for but not long That this should thy Vertue wrong Sith its vertue in affection That desires to make Connexion When desire hath had his will Thou shalt be what thou art still Myne owne life whose fame I tender More then what my life can render My Loue 's Loue whose Obiect is Vertues beauty Beauties blisse Nere made poore for Fleshes pleasure Sith her Meanes are without measure Loue it selfe it selfe doth hate Till it be incorporate With his deere beloued Obiect Raigning in It to It subiect O then Deere more deere to me Then my lifes felicity Yeeld òyeeld without gainesaying Sith that Danger 's in delaying This he said and saying straue To enioy what he would haue Warrd with Fire and Sword of Louers While hir Forces he discouers Forces put in Beauties hand Which rare Vertues did command Wherewith She him so restrayned As the fight grew more vnfained Loth she was to put him back But more lothd hir Houorr wrack Thus while Resolution houerd Resolution He discouerd Spare ò spare my deerest Deere Quoth she to him Victor neere Let me die ere liue deposed Of my Trust in Thee reposed Thee my Loue doth so obay That it hates to say thee nay Did not Vertue bid myne Honor Charge my loue to waite vpon hir T is no seruple loue doth make That thou shouldst such Tribute take Sith thou art my loues true owner But I feare the foilc of Honor. Sweet deere Sweete let be let be VVrong not Right thou hast in mee O! forbeare vnc●●ill action Which procureth ciuil faction If the best bloud of my Harte VVould but ●ase thy easiest smart I protest ● would eff●se it That thou mightst at pleasure vse it Can my Dorus feele annoy And Pamela ease enioy No the smarte of thy least ●inger Galls my Soule lik Conscien●e Stinger Arte thou Rackt thy Rack constraines The convulsion of my vaines Wherein flovves the Sanguine Humor That fr● thee should vvash fovvle Rumor Loue me Sweet but loue me so That me faultlesse thou maist kno So to know me is to know mee Worth the loue which thou dost ow me My Hart shrines thy louiug Hart Still in me thou bideing a●t Do not th●n polute thy Temple With the ●●lth of ●owle Example Thou shalt haue me how thou wilt When such Hauing Hath no guilt Bvt if now I should yeeld to thee I should feare I should vnd● mee Sith I should seem most o●scene In thy Soules Eye pure a●d cleane If not I should ban my Folly To loue such a soule vnholy Do what ere thou wilt with me So thou make me meet for Thee Thou art good none can mistake Thee Being Noble good then make me I le be Thine while good I am Neuer Thine with euill name Let me glory but in glory Bright●ing our Affections Story Yet deere Sweet these Lips of mine Shall still Labour more then thine VVith sweet VVords and sweeter Kisses To misse no ioy but Amisses I will melt with feruor free And infuse my selfe in thee That thou shalt possesse me wholy So thou wilt poss esse me holy I perhaps do wish that done VVhich in Loue we haue begun Blamelesse so to blesse thy Fortune VVith what now thou dost importunc But till then as Reason would Hold thou all that I do hold Thou shalt haue all said shee weeping But what is in Honors keeping O then Sweet perswaded be Witnesse be my Teares with me How lioath I am to displease thee If with honor I could please Thee Hereupon in Dorus Eyes T●a●●s of ioy and g●iefe did rise And 〈◊〉 words were islue seeking ●ands hard wrong expr●st their speking Y●t at last when Passion had 〈◊〉 in being VVoe and glad 〈◊〉 Dorus his Tongue tried To vnsold what it denied While quoth he Pamela deere I thy charming Reasons heare I am so inchanted by them As I want will to deny them But let me ô let me take The deere offer thou didst make VVhich was harmlesse kindest kissing Sith it is my greatest blissing Herewith he her Body clips Sucking Sucket from her Lips Twixt whose sucking all his Speaches Were as sweet as full of breaches Though quoth he and then he kist Sweet I should and then he mist Of what he was then in speaking Kisses still his Speaches breaking Though I say said he yet then Lips fore Tongue and VVit did ren My Lips nere should ceasse to kisse thee My Lips nereshold too much blisse thee Should I life and breath consnme In thy blisfull Breaths perfume I could n●uer too much loue Thee Sith as good as kind I proue thee For as in a Glasse I see What I ought to be in thee Sith thou dost my faults Discouer Making me ● perfect Louer I will loue thee ●s I should That is so as Reason would Reason would such diuine Graces Should be loud

the Highst obscure him selfe from sight While all that see do see but by his Light What neede wee seeke quaint words Phrases fin● Sith by one Word all Truth is knowne alone Which Word made al things by his pow'r Diuine So all things by that VVord are only knowne Then they that learne this onelie World to know Know more then World or Witt it selfe can show All other Knowledge doth but vex the Sp'rite Though hir it makes much more intelligent In it alone is Knowledge with Delight Sith it the Witt doth cleere the Will content Then they that know this single●simple Worde Do know much more then Knowledge can afforde No State so holie nor no Place so Sole Much more no Science but is full of Doubt Cares creeping fill each solitarie Hole And many more vexations swarme without And till wee leaue the World or wayward Will Wee beare with vs a VVorld of trouble still Then t is not shun'd by flight vnlesse wee could Flie from our selues our aduersaries chiefe For while our selues our selues haue fast in hold Wee hold our selues to Sinne and so to Griefe For they that griue not when they do transgresse Short pleasures feele not extreame wretchedne●se The lack of VVill in faith still fixt to bee Is the sole cause wee want our true repose For who so blinde as they that will not see And who more sub●ect to hard ou●rthrowes In●uitable Sorrowes still attend On none but on the wilfull past their end To shunne the Tempter wee must shut the Ga●● Of our Intelligence against his Charmes Or lest he should our Will predominate Repulse him from our VVitt by force of Armes If yet he stands vpon him straight Discharge Truthes double * Cannon with a double Charge Then will he flie or if he stands h● falls For nothing can resist his Ordinance VVho makes the meekest Mindes his Generall● That yeelding fight and foile by sufferance O t is a wondrous Conquest when a Foe By ouercomming hath the ouerthro The longer wee forbeare him to withstand The weaker are wee when wee do resist And much the stronger is hee to comma●n● For Thoughts are actiue when they do persist Because Thoughts trauell with Delight in paine Till He bee borne and they conceaue againe Greate Troubles well are borne by bea●ing small As Milo bare a Calfe turn'd Bull at last They in the roughest Tempests needs must fall That are orethrowne with eury little Blast In Summe the Summe of all our earthlie ioy Is in our patient bearing all annoy Againe IF Hope and Patience did not hold the Hart From being squiz'd to nought with gripes of griefe It could not bee by Nature nor by Arte But Death would hold that Seate of Life in chiefe For in this Life Deathes do so multiplie Or Dolors at the best farre worse then Deathes That wee do liue no longer then wee die VVho lyuing die and breathing spend our breathes So that in patience only wee possesse The Soules we haue which haue the Liues we hold And Hope Sustaines the Soule in heauynesse So patient hope is fraile Lifes strongest Hold. If both those vertues then in one must ioyne To make our Soules and Bodies ioyne in one Els Death and Dolor will fraile Life purloyne VVho ioyne to vnioyne that Coniunction VVee must inuoke the Heaun's to giue vs Hope VVell arm'd with Patience fith wee liue thereby Secur'd in Dolors which to Death lie ope And makes vs liue when Death and Dolors die Then patient Hope the Soule of our Lifes Soule Arme thou my Soule thereby to gard hir life And Passions furie with thy pow'r controule So shall I striue in rest and rest in strife For no way looke I but my sights annoyd VVith Troopes of Sorrowes menacing my wrack And in my spacious Mynd no place is voyd For Campes of Cares that seeke my Soule to Sack For if I liue I can but liue in sinne And if I sin I ioy I can but grieue So when fin ends my griefs and Cares begin And cease not til I cease to sin or liue Yet what I would He knows that knowes my wil Which though peruerse is pre●t his grace to serue Which Grace ingenders Hope on my Good wil And makes me patient sith I ill deserue Thus patient Hope by Grace got on my Will Doth make me wel to liue in spight of Ill. In vindicando criminosa est celerit●● WHat gaine gets witlesse Courage but the losse Of Life or Limb Lands Contry Goods or fame Or to the Gallowes goes by weeping Crosse And desprate dies to his Soules death and shame Would any that had Courage Wit and Grace As point to part this life Mans life bereaue To make a crying Sin his Soule to chase And neuer till she dies the Chase to leaue None would that would be wise and valiant Then so we ought to liue as dying stil Sith of our death our life is ignorant Then who but Fiends would liue in Hel to kil Admit in priuate Quarrels fist to fist Thou hast slaine al that durst thy powr oppose Nay say that no man durst the same resist Sith like a God thou couldst of life dispose Were it hnmane much lesse were it diuíne To glory but in bathing but in bloud Were it not sauage and too Leonyne For any that would faine be great and good O Then what Quarrell but the publike one Can make a wise and valiant man to fight What staine takes honest-reputation By taking wrong to make it selfe more right Can but the Lye one silly Sillable By Time made much more hainous then by Truth Make great men make their Humors sutable To Ho●●leaches that haue by bloud their growth Or can the Loue but of an hateful Queane For such no better be though Queens they are Broche pretious bloud as if that were the meane To measure out sound Loue for such crackt Ware Can but an od Looke or a simple Smile Which may be taken wel as wel as ill Make men their Harts and Hands with bloud defile So bloud like water for but Looks to spil Then Men are Monsters Monsters al too good Is eu'ry name that is too monstrous For such as liue alone but to suck bloud Which al do hate that are magnanimous For all great Minds desire such things to do That are as good as great els scorne the same For Valor they l be prais'd and Vertue too Els Valor they esteem the price of Shame And no where can the same so wel be showne As with offensiue Armes in Contries right And with defensiue guard the ouerthrowne From the Oppressors mercilesse despight Els Fights vnciuil sauage and too bad For Beasts much more for Men whom Angels serue All Quarrels els are monstrous moody mad And mortal hate of God and man deserue Yet by such sucking bloud we see some swel Vnto that Greatnesse that they scarce can hold On Gore they ground great Howses where they dwel VVhich often sink in bloud as

him a Make On whome awake for ioy his Hart doth melt And seeing Hir for all he saw ●e knew Bone of my Bone Flesh of my Flesh●said he This Creature is for in my selfe the grew And as my selfe I le loue hir while we Be. This nay alas This naught is to the Good That He enioyed in that earthly Heau●t Which by Mans Thought cannot be vnderstood Whereof alas we through him are bereaun For He was w●rn'd but one Tree not to touch The Tree of Knowledge by which well he knew He naked was and sham'd to know so much For Shame doth Euil euermore ensue Then euil was it that he knew and did When through his serpentine seduced wife He tasted of The Tree which was forbidd So Lost wee with Him Paradice and life None otherwise then by our Lawes wee see The Sons plagu'd for the Sires successiuely For if the Sire a proued Traitor be Hee s plagu'd him selfe and his Posterity Which with highst Iustice iust proportion holds So wills the Highst whose Will giues Iustice form● Whose Grace true Iustice euermore infolds Then neither can or will he It deforme Hence comes it that from Loue we fall to Lust Fowle Lust that 's but the Excrement of Loue And hence it is we proue in both vniust When Lust another Way our Mind doth moue Thus was a Woman made the Instrument Wherewith the Deuil did mans Eare allure To heare the Syren Sins first Straines consent Which drue him on to Death which vve endure And vvhat but Wo-men cause our Sonnetting Wherein we show vvhat languishnes vve haue Within our Soules for them which often bring Our Minds to naught and Bodies to the Graue Whose Tongues drue vertue from the Tongue of Eue If it be Vertue vvhich to Vice doth draw To make vs loue then What they List belieue For Lou's as free from Reason as from Law O VVo-men that vvere made but for Mens●ake To helpe and comfort them in weale and wo Why do your selues your selues their plaguers make And Crosse the Cause of your creation so Do not o do not so degenerate From what ye should be by creation You giue vs life and life abbreuiate So make and mar our Generation But if you wil be like your Mother Eue. When you haue vs vndone helpe vs to liue In iudicando criminosa est celeritas TO cut off life by Law of such whose Crimes Fall out as euill from an hopefull good May proue though iust iniurious to the Times Wherein they liue in deed or likelihood For Iustice though she equall be to all Yet by aduice of Prudence she doth spare Hopefull Delinquents though they fowly fall Only because they oft most hopefull are For had Miltiades at first bin slaine When he in Chersonesus tyranizd Where had the Battaile bin got on the Plaine Of Marrathon that 's so immortalizd Or els had Cimon or Themistocles Bin done to death for their lasciuious life For vvhich proscribd was Al●ibiades How had the Athenians conquest been so rise The Battailes neere the flood Eurimedon Had not bin gaind to their past gaineful good Nor from the Mountaine Artemision Had they sent streaming downe their Foe-mens Bloud For royall Mynds greate Harts and actiue Ha●ds With nimble Wit among can nought effect But what with wonder if not glory stands Sith meane Attempts they do as base reiect Nor can their Natures motion idle be That is so restlesse quick and violent Still working like a Billow of the Sea Til it bee staid in some moode premanent But as vnskilfull Husbandmen reiect The fattest Grounds sith they beare Weeds or wo●se When expert'st Husbands those in chiefe ellect Sith well they wott fatt Grounds make fatt their Purse So do at first greate Witts and haughtie Sprights Produce strange fruits that feede but●leane Decay Which wee detesting weene they had their rights To bee cut off and ridd out of the way Which doth proceede from iudgment most deprau'd Though in desire that Iustice might take place Sith if those Men had bin in mercie saud They for that mercie might their Countrie grace For when with Iudgments best-discerning Eye Wee see good matter in an euill Man As Courage VVitt and great actiuitie Wee long must hope he will do wel that can For Age with Vertue is Cooperatiue Youths prone to Vice sith Vice doth cocker it So they in time great matters may achiue That may their King and Kingdome benefit Then each wise Iudges iudgment hath this scope To spare the hopelesse Felon full of hope Fortuna vitrea est quae cum splendet frangitur Publi _● GREATNESSE what great Good dost thou containe ●allure the VVill to bee in loue with thee ●st souraigne-Good to bee a Soueraigne VVhen high'st degree of Ills threats that Degree VVho buyes a Crowne with neuer-ending Care Buyes Gold too deere by al that Life is worth For Care doth nought but Life to Death prepare Yet vnprepard to meet Death flieth foorth For Kingdoms Cares so many are and great That they constraine the Thought but them to mind That though vntimely Death they do beget Yet Thought though free from thought thereof they bind Then ô my Soule poore Soule ritch in Conceit Which dost conceiue Kings glittering misery To be as t is false pomp true perils Baite Suffice thee still with meere Sufficiency Make me aswell content to be the least As others are well pleasd the Greatst to be Sith Man in honor liues and dies a Beast For Men proue oft base Beasts in high degree Let mine ambition reach but to Content And that Content reach but the Mean to touch That 's All sith it s omni-sufficient More meet for richest Mynds then more then Much There may I fi●t by Vertues surest side For in the Meane sheedoth hir selfe install Secure from wrack while those that Scepters guide Do find no meane betweene their Rise and Fall VVhere I may all vnseene see all the rest Of this Worlds Reuolutions and make vse Of Best and VVorst discreetly for my best And store my Mind with Matter for my Muse Like a Spectator that doth fitt at ease Secure vpon the Shore and thence doth see How others are neere sincking on the Seas In ceaslesse Stormes that full of danger bee Or like a looker on a Tragedie VVithin the Middle Roome among the Meane I see the fall of State and Maiesty VVhile mongst the Presse●a Piller sure I leane So see I others sorrowes with delight Though others sorrowes do but make me sadd But plagues to see which on our selues might light Free from their fall makes Nature grieuing gladd Where while I see some Phaeton striue to guide The Sunne of Souraigntie I see him set All in Combustion so dissolues through pride All Mouers causing his Ambitions heate Where I may see but late-Court-Minions Liue like to Spunge hard squizd aliue and dead Through change of Kings or Kings opinions For when their Heads fail off off falls their Head Or if they find more

Reason vvould Many that haue nought els but daring Harts And leafe their Liues for Nothing to Dispaire On this Worlds Stage do oft play Princes parts To which they climb by Bloud a slppry Staire And desprate Resolution so is held Vp by the Chin while it doth bath in bloud By Greatnesse of smal worth that it doth weld The world at wil and s●ld if ere withstood Yea oft it makes Authority to shake Sith they owe others liues that loath their owne And so it doth his owne Conditions make As if it could at wil put vp and downe This Ladies loue for this doth Ladies win Faint Hart they say I le ow the rest for shame This is a VVorld-commanding gracefull sin In the Conceit of each conceited Dame He that dares ioule toge●her highest Heades Though he may faile in that too high attempt The High his haughty Resolution dreads VVhile he as Crauens holds them in Contempt ●o thus may Reason reason gainst a Wrong That Passion doth approue and vse as right I vs'd the more my vice this vertue long If it be Ve●tue vitiously to fight VVhat now vaunts VVit and vailes the same with skil Would it be knowne it was to Courage Knit Do I condemn yet glory in mine ill So crack of Courage with and without Wit Here lie I open to Wits priuy Nips Or open Thumps lay on Wit spare me not And I le oreturne as thou shalt offer Trips Sith through my weaknesse thou the best hast got Yet stay thy Wisedome wit and hold thy hand Vse thou the Conquest like a Conqueror That is foile thou the ill which thee withstand But let the faultlesse neuer feel thy powr For t is not simply ill a truth to tell Though it perhaps be told for scarce good end And doubtful words with Letters Loue doth spel That alwaies only doth the best intend But sith al those that know me knew me such As once I was my Line sare of lesse force Vnlesse my hate of what I was I touch To dravv Sword-dravvers to a quiet Course For stealst thou Theefe and yet exhorst to Truth Or Kilst thou Butcher yet dehortst from Bloud Shal he perswade vs who reuenge pursuth That mercy is the best reuenging mood I am turnd Crauen and am held-therein By Loue which holds for true diuinity That Faiths Deuotion is but deadly sin If it be not deuout in Charity Then he that makes his life a lasting Brall And seems to feed on nought but Woun●s and Gore May pray for grace to change his life withall But other praiers make his sins the more And they that loue their sins to mul●iply Stil let ●hem pray in Hate and thirst of Bloud So shal they liue while they make others die To dy the death of Dogs in damned moode Now if this Charme of Words want violence To make these brauing Spirits lesse bloudy-bold And bring them into Loues Circumference Sufficeth me I Coniur'd as I could But if thereby they wax more turbulent I can but rue but they shall more repent Blessed is the Man that doth meditate honest things by Wisedome Ecclus. 14. 21. DId Wisedome write or speake the world to please Shee were not wisedom in a pleasing Sence Then who doth please with any one of these Doth please vnwísely but the World or Sence Then áre they worldly wise or sensual That doe soe write òr speake but none of those Can be in them whose words can sweeten Gall Which Sweets do rest where sweetest Soules repose And they repose but in the Sweet of Sweets God only wise or Bodies of the Blest In whom true Wisedome Grace and Nature meets Whose gracefull VVords are naturally exprest If VVords inchaunt the Sense and not the Soule That Charme of VVords coniures no holy Spright For Such such VVords not Such such VVords controules Soule-pleasing VVords must then bee rare and right Yet though a Sonnet bee as right as rare For Number Measure VVaight or Noucl●●● Yet if it sounds so but to Senses Eare The Soule as harshe doth hold that Hermonie Then all our Straines that relishe double Loue Sweet double-Relishe worthie treble praise To Soule and Bodie Soule and Body moue VVith ioy to listen as to Angells L●ies These bee the Aires that gett the Aire of Fame Of Fame whose Aire diuinely is refinde That feeds with purest praise imm●rt all Name Fitting the nature of each mightie Minde And they are only mightie that disdaine All that that disagrees with Mightinesse As is light Loue fraile Fancies Shadowes vaine VVeake VVitt base Blisse VVorlds weale or VVretchednes Then as to Nature curst but kind to Grace I herehaue made a Rodd my selfe to beate VVhose highest reach in Straines of Loue is base Sith Lightnesse incasures them with heauie Feete Yet if this Lightnesse heauy make the Light In Summing vp my Numbers totall Summe I hope the weight thereof will bee of weight Their Lightnesse if it rise to ouercome For they are too Light that in Those but waigh VVhat Lusters not what Louers ought to say Sic transit gloria Mundi LIfe stay or if thou wilt not let my Soule Moue with thee to the Rest Thou mouest to The Twyne by which thou hangst Time vp doth rowle On Heau'ns round reeling Spheares which thee vnd●os Thenô my Soule let Truth thy Vertues woo To ioyne their Force t' inforce th' infirmitie Of this Lifes excesse in Deficiency For truth to say wee Bee and Bee not bothe Wee Bee in show but Bee not as wee ought If then wee Bee not but in show in sooth Wee Are as if wee Were not Ought and Nought Dying as soone as wee to Life are brought Twixt Generation and Corruption The Meane inclines but to destruction And if we straine the Circle of our Though● To comprehend some Essence of the same It is as if to catch a Shade we sought Or clos'd our Fist to hold the blast of Fame Yet that is Aire but Man is but in Name● Then looke how much a Name hath beeing found So much hath Man which is a Sound vnsound Vnsound it is for were it sound it were That which fraile Man is nothing lesse then like For Sounds haue Beeing yea they plaine appeare And on the Organs of our Hearing strike Of which those Organs are with vs to seeke For while the Sound resounde●h wee are gonne So are wee Soūds that haue not Time nor Tone● Then Reason seeking for a reall Thing Of Humane-nature fowly is deceau'd Because the same hath no continuing But runnes hir Race ere really perceau'd Whose Life of Life is instantlie bereau'd● A Dreame a Shade ô no it s not so much A shadow of a Dreame at most is such That 's the Similitude the Lord of Life Doth vse to show our Liues vnbeeing Beeing What! in the World where all things are so ●ife Is nought but Nothing to the same agreeing Which not appeares nor scarse suppos'd by Seeing And beeing scarse supposed then it is To Nothing next or