THE ANATOMIE OF HVMORS VVRITTEN By SIMION GRAHAME PRO. 21. CAP. Euery way of a man is right in his owne eyes but the Lord God pondreth their hearts AT EDINBVRGH Printed by THOMAS FINLASON 1609. WITH LICENCE TO HIS EVER-HONOVRED LORD AND MAISTER MY LORD GRAHAME Earle of Montrois c. Con il tempo LIKE A STORME-beaten-ship with many vnfortunate conflicts in my long-some journeyes here and there haue I still beene tossed till now at last I haue arriued to the safe harborie of your Lordships favour being sore fatigated in my troublesome trauailes I am very eagerly willing to be comforted with the rare fruites of your Honours admired Engine who with a most generous spirit can temper thy greatnes with benignitie thy Majestie with meekenesse thy Heroyick minde with courtesie thy Noble hand with liberalitie and thy herculian-Herculian-heart with clemencie such is the inestimable ritches of thy renowned worth which hath made and still makes conquest of many hearts O what can I say of my selfe who without any merit in mee hath so often felt the force of your Lordships loue I am sorie that I shall neuer be able to value the ritch treasure of such great desert Good will is all my wealth and yet my seruice bound by dutie craues no thanks Than most worthie to be named worthy Lord receaue these my Labours as the true tributarie effects of my affection the beholding of this Humorous world the strange alterations of Time and the inconstant wauering of my euer-changing Fortune will afforde mee no other Subject it may truly be saide Fortuna vitrea est quae cum splendet frangitur My peregrinations enlarged my curiositie my souldiers estate promised to preferre mee and the smiles of Court stuffed my braines with manie idle suppositions Heere abruptly must I needes breake off fearing least the great occasion of this discourse make mee forget my selfe and become tedious in reckoning vp my losse of Time So in my neuer-ending-loue I end wishing your Lordships valour good fortune your estate all happinesse and that your Honours discretion may sepulchrise this boldnesse of Your Lordships euer-obedient seruant SIMION GRAHAME TO HIS EVER-HONOVRED LADY MY LADY COVNtesse of Montrois c. GReat is the worth of thy triumphing Fame With Faith Hope Loue in thy sweet soule inshrind A endlesse world shall eternise thy name And crowne the glorious vertue of thy mind Thy feruent faith to Christ is so inclind Which makes ritch hopes vp to the Heau'ns aspire From thence thy loue descends in ruthfull kinde And helps the poore in their distress'd desire Long may thou liue and long may God aboue Increase confirme reward faith hope and loue S. GRAHAME TO THE READER IN A FEARELES HVmor I haue anatomized the humors of mankinde to the mouth of the honest man it hath a most delicate and sweet taste but to the wicked it is bitter as gall or wormwood for if thou be a dissembling hypocrite one of the sect of fleshly and bloudie Gospellers one of the generation of Wolues cloathed in sheepe-skins which are naught else but hatchers of deceit to entrap soules inventers of treason to murther Kings hellish instruments to ruine Countries sworne enemies to God and diligent factors for the deuill If thou be a man of this Categorie I hate thee to the very death but if thou first be true to God and next to thy owne Prince if thou be faithfull to thy Country if thou judge all men with equitie in spite of loue or briberie if thou wrong no man and last of all if thou be all in all a good Christian thou art an honest man thou art the man whō I place in my harts hart if thou be a woman of a modest behauiour discreet in all thy actions of a chast mind and of a good life who still aymes at honestie and prosecutes all thy desires with the feare of God it is thou who is the honest woman and thou art the woman whom I honour to the death Then be what thou wilt who reades this Treatise be sure to finde thy selfe set downe in a true fashion I haue taken the paines to paint thy portrate if thou finde thy selfe in faire colours then be carefull how to entertaine thy selfe in the true Luister if thou finde thy selfe in filthie colours wash clainge and purge thy selfe from such pestiferous blots which euen infects thy very soule and makes thee leath some to the sight of God I haue searched thy feastred wounds I haue bared thy vlcered sores and for feare of putrifying cankers I haue tainted thee to the very quick so to keepe thy weaknes in a good temper I haue applied this Cataplasme to appease thee of all thy paines I am surely perswaded that these my labors shal merit thanks of the vpright man who loues God obedient to his King and is true to his Country and that the good report of the righteous shall guard me from criticall barking of wicked malice and I am assured that the honest Matron the wife true to her husband and the chaste virgin will euer party me and euer be ready to countercheck the detracking reports of the shamelesse woman whilst my reuenge shall be with silence and simple patience to smile at neuer-blushing impudence To conclude I onely expect to be quarrelled with the deceitfull villaine whom I will proue to be an arrant Knaue if thou challenge me I scorne to be a Coward and therefore I will answer thee So I shall euer rest thy hatefull Enemie and the honest mans Seruant to the death SIMION GRAHAME TO HIS EVER-HONOVRED LADY MY LADY COVNTESSE of Erroll SWeet Lady looke grant this begd-for-grace My seruile Muse doth craue vpon her knees Now here she comes before thy sacred face And of her Labours makes a sacrifees Then ouer-spread them with thy glorious eyes Let luster faire inritch my rurall rime Thou hast the power great Potent if thou plees To register my verse in endlesse time If quicknes of thy wit finde any crime In thy discretion sepulchrize my wrong For why thou know'st my Muse in youthfull prime Did what she could to please thee in her song Great is the glory of my wish'd-for-gaines If deerest Dame thou patronize my paines S. GRAHAME THE ANATOMIE OF HVMORS A SILKE VVORME first eateth it selfe out of a very little seed and then groweth to be a quick creature a while after it is fed and nourished vpon fresh and greene leaues then it comes to a greater quantitie and againe it eates it selfe out of that coat and worketh it selfe in a coate of silke ingendred full of small seede for many young-ones to breed of in the end it leaues the slugh of silk for the Ornament of mankinde And last of all it dieth in the shape of a white winged flye A King may be compared to the silke worme which first of the earth becommeth a creature and then being fed nourished vpon the grace favour and mercie of God
reade in their apparrell as it were in a Cart. The description of all forraine Countries with such new additions of Art as seemes in dumbe shewes to say What lacke you Gentlemen This sort of women doe not follow the commaund of Saint Paul That a woman should be arrayed in comely apparrell with shamefastnesse and modestie And what sayes the Prophet Isaiah The daughters of Sion are haughtie and walke with stretched out necks and with wandring eyes walking and minsing as they goe making a tinkling with their feet And what sayes he more Woe be vnto them that draw iniquitie with the cords of vanitie And are not these things the true cords of vanitie which drawes both man and women to eternall destruction Our Saviour affirmes it saying Whosoeuer looketh on a woman to lust after her hath cōmitted adulterie with her in his hart And for all this how often falls men vpon the stumbling blocks of iniquitie the wise man sayes Stumble not at the beautie of a woman beware of all her insnaring-engines for they are many and very tempting CAn not thy eyes the eyes of man command Hath not thy face sufficient force to kill But that thou must vngloue thy juorie hand Whose beautie robs proud Cupid of his skill So with thy hand thou shootes Cupidous darts And shootes at naught but at poore Lovers harts But how can that man eschew such fleshly temptations who makes their companie his summum bonum when all his felicity is placed vpon their dauncing singing speaking playing and with sweet and serious notes moving her fingers vpon a Violl d'Gambo enchants his eares and allures his sight Can a man sayes Salomon take fire in his bosome and his cloathes not be burnt As he would say can a man hant the companie of wanton women and not be allured with their lascivious stratagems when a man beholds their legges cloathed with silke stockins ritch garters fine pearled and well wrought smocks Such Hermophradites such pretty tempting instruments with tenne thousand more artificiall tricks which doeth enrage the lustfull man and makes him Fremitando Come vno Stallone che à veduta la Caualla SOme Martiall men bewitch'd with beautie rare Are intricate in Laborinths of Loue And forc'd to trie in fancies flatt'ring snare What sweet-mixt-sowre or pleasing paines can proue Then Nymph-like-she with strange inticing looke Doth so enchant the gallant minded men The bayte still hides the poyson of the hooke Till they be fast and thus betray'd what then Poore captiue slaues in bondage prostrate lies Yeelding vnto her mercie-wanting-wîll She in disdaine scornes all their carefull-cries And Circes-like triumphes in learned skill With ambling trips of beauties gorgeous grace Aurora-like in firie colours clad And with bright reflex of her fairest face She tempting goes with brainsick humors lad Fearing that if she should but looke below Then Beames would from her burning eyes descend On Juorie brest proud swelling hils of snow Would melt consume and all their beauty spend And so she lets her curled lockes downe fall Which doe allure the gentle cooling winde To come and play still wrapping vp in thrall Chaines of her haire fond Louers hearts to binde Beautie in prime adorn'd doth feede the sight From crimson lips sweet Nectars gust forth flowes Odours perfumes the breath not Natures right White Iuorie hands a sacred touch bestowes And when those pearle of Orientall-rankes With treasure rich of tempting sound deuides From two bright daintie mouing-corall-bankes In-circkled eares calme smoothing speeches slides Each sencelesse sence on doting pleasure fast Doth in a carelesse Register inroule Wishing that course of swift-wing'd Time to last Which spots the spotlesse substance of the soule But oh behold Nature in mourning weede Weepes to be wrong'd with superstitious Art For what can braines of rare inuention breede Or what 's vnsought which pleasure may impart The sharpest wit whose quicke deceauing still Makes restlesse musing of their minde to trie Vaine trifling snares mixtur'd with Magicks skill So Art adds that which Nature doth denie And thus much more sweet Syrens songs she sounds To charme conjure and tempt his listning eare Oh then the poore Captiued wretch abounds In peruerse vowes and monstrous oathes to sweare By furious force of Fancie more than mad With fond desire in restlesse course he hunts Blinde Loue can not discerne the good from bad When on the eye-plum'd tayle of pride it mounts The curious minde makes choise of good or ill Then scales the Fort of his Engine to clym Aboue the top of Art exceeding skill Perfect in that predominates in him Drunke with the wonders of a worthlesse worth From prospect of a looking-glasse he takes Strange Apish trickes to set his folly forth Mock'd with the gesture that his shadow makes When foolish feates no waies will serue his turne All hope is drown'd in despaires groundlesse deepe In restlesse bed he martir'd man must mourne Thoughts sighes and teares admit no kind of sleepe Thus layes the Conquest Conquerour of fields On his hurt heart he caries Cupids skarre The scuruie fainting Coward basely yields To idle Loue the enemie of warre Now Trumpets sound braue Martiall musick turnes To fidling noise or else some am'rous song That glorious Fame her wings of worth now burnes When golden youth in prime must suffer wrong Thus gallant sprights doe quintesence their wits Spending the rare invention of their braines On idle toyes at which high honor spits Nor memoriz'd memorials remaines IS it not said that faire windowes lascivious lookes curled locks the discovered mountaines of the moving breast often crossing of streetes and the hanting of assemblies are the true harbingers and fore-runners of venarie A leacherous bed is commonly decored with all kinde of allurements for the better execution of vulgar actions and the secret discharge of Venus lascivious misteries painted with the true colours of Ouids works as the disguising of naked Gods and Venus dallying with Adonis Tarquin at strife with Lucrece Hero sporting with Leander and such other wanton Objects with prettie conceites to encourage the vnwilling and to warme the cold humor of frostie desires besides all this the sheetes must be perfumed and sundry fine drying cloathes some well furnished glasses of delicate reviving liquors to giue a new life and to make a more swift resurrection to the fatigated creatures The often change mixtures of many sundry natures doth hinder the propagation and issue of children and so reguardlesse women by this meanes giues lust free libertie so to the eyes of the world with simple denials they liue long honest There is nothing more profitable to a Tavern then well-skilled and pretty wenches it makes the wine to haue an excellent gust it covers the imperfections of the house and giues a Curtaine to all kinde of corruption To mercenarie women all sorts of men are welcome the Clowne as well as the Courtier the Rascall the Gentleman the Boy as well as the Maister it is
the bosome of a strange woman And heere againe what description the word of GOD maketh of an Harlot and how it paints forth the filthinesse of a shameles woman And I saw among the fooles and considered among the children a young man destitute of vnderstanding And behold there met him a woman with an harlots behauiour and subtle in heart so she tooke him and kissed him and with an impudent face said vnto him I haue peace offrings this day haue I payde my vowes therefore came I forth to meete thee that I might seeke thy face and now I haue found thee I haue deckt my bed with ornaments Carpits Laces of Aegipt I haue perfumde my bed with Mirrh Aloes and Cynamon Come let vs take our fill of loue till the morning let vs take our pleasure in dalliance for my husband is not at home he is gone a journey farre off and he followed her straight wayes like an Ox that goeth to the slaughter The pryce of such pleasures are great and ever brings with it a swift repentance and the end of it is noght else but Misery Povertie shame and Beggery O what pleasure is it to see the man the woman both of one minde comporting with others imperfections and still yeelding to others waiknes El consejo de la muger es pocoy quien no le toma es loco When a modest discretion and silent patience is applyde to their owne infirmities for when the woman is in rage and stormes at her houshald affaires correcting wrongs with the furious rage of her tongue O then the man should labor to pacifie her with sweete words gentle admonitions and large promises Is it not a common Proverb that wyles helps wake folke And when the man is in rage the woman should not then tempt his patience but holde her peace and with loving words obedient duety and all kinde of courtasie carres him and be quiet Saieth not S. Paul I permit not a woman to vsurpe authoritie ouer the man but to be in silence This is the true duety of a woman towards her husband and this woman is the woman of wisdome as it is written A peaceable woman and of a good heart is the gift of the Lord and there is nothing so much worth as a woman well instructed this is great ritches and a ritch treasure This woman bringes peace with her she hes a carefull desire and an earnest loue towardes her husband and discharges an vpright duetie to her children with many eyes watchfull over her house And what is such a woman worth The Scripture tels thee That her pryce is far aboue the pearles the heart of her husband trusteth in her and he shall haue no need of spoyle she will doe him good and not euill all the dayes of her life she seketh wooll and flax and laboreth cheerfully with her hands This is the woman whose eares doeth not itch for strange teddings nor is she curious to search secreets of others affaires nor yet goes she abroad to seeke newes nor hes she any disease to be curde with the aire taking she breeds not her childe with the languishing disease of a new fashiond gowne nor yet needs she any molefying Ceir-cloath to be lade at her stomack because she can not get her will her domestick affairs is a pleasant pastime which brings profiet by the purches of her own hands She putteth her hands to the whele and her hands handle the spindle she is it not afraide nor ashamed to fyle her fingers for the well of her family and so by her handy-labor helps to sustaine them Her husband is knowne in the gates when he sitteth with the Elders of the land she hath a care to see him civill in all things his honour is her glory she is not a pratler but she openeth her mouth with wisdome and law of grace is in her tongne she over-seeth the wayes of her houshould and eateth not the bread of idlenesse her children ryse vp and call her blessed her husband also shall praise her O what a world of happines liueth that man and woman in where mutual concotde peace and quietnesse true tranquillity of minde triumphs wher external dissimulation is not aplyde to cover the inwarde deceit of the heart and where a modest discretion excuses and dantons the fleshly desire of insatiable lust This may be called felicitie All their prayers are acceptable to GOD what they pretend is prosperous because all their actions feares the Lord it is onely to such as these that GOD will keepe his promise spoken by the mouth of Dauid the Prophet He hath giuen a portion vnto them that feare him he will euer be mindefull of his Covenant And what is it Even this Thy wyfe shall be as the fruitefull wynes on the sides of thine house and thy Children lyke the Oliue plants round about thy table thus are they blessed that feareth GOD. For all these kynde promises and large blessinges bestowed on mankinde Yet there are many men and women whom God hath blessed with children who are vnworthy vnnatural Parents they are careles of their childrens education and cares not what becomes of them how far is it against Nature to see a woman cary the Infant in her belly nyne Moneths and that whyle vexed with so many sundry sorts of intollerable paines and when she approches neere the delivery of her birth what a feare and terror will posses all the parts of her bodie what pittifull exclamations will she make through her grieuous tortour what an extreame agony and perrell of her lyfe will she be in before the Childe parte from her belly This is a great and stupendeous miracle of Nature ordained by GOD Almighty and for all these torments greefes and vexations some vnnaturall mothers will forget their children she will be so delicate she will not nourish them nor fyle her fine cloathes with slobbring younglings she must haue a stranger to nource her childe for the bewtie of her snowe-white skinne must not be blabered with sucklings It appeares very well that these sorte of women gettes and ingenders their children onely for pleasures sake and delivers them to the worlde for meere necessitie to empty their wombe Again when they come to perfite yeares some Parents will giue over their children to all kinde of misery When GOD in his super-aboundant mercy speakes to Sion be his Prophet he saieth Can the mother forget her owne infant or can she not be mercifull to the childe of her own wombe if she could be forgetfull yet I will not forget thee nor can I reject thee for beholde I haue written thee in the fleshe of my owne hands In this comparison our GOD showes how farre it goeth beyond all naturall reason that the Parents should forget their children But there are many children who deserueth the wrath of their Parents through their owne ingratitude and through their great over-sight of duety Honour thy Father and thy