of the Mysterious Land Few the Discoveries of the Antick strand Some few blest Chance hath cast upon the shore Few with design the hidden Coast explore Rude stories of the Mystick Land are made No Sea-marks seen no guiding Isles are spread No certain Blasts or Trade-winds thither lead Wondrous the site more wondrous yet the Soil The Creatures Customs and the Fruits o th' Isle Strange as Chimaeras and surprizing more Than did the Rarities o th' Indian shore When first admiring Europe saw the store Strange as th' Earth did to new made Adam look Or Heaven to ' a Soul just into Glory took The fruitful Soil with living Palmes is set Which grow by storms flourish beneath the weight The more they are depress'd the more they rise And lift their labouring Branches to the Skies O'er which a Pelican yet bleeding flies She and her Brood in holy Incense flame Love and are lov'd and ever are the same A Love and tenderness that wants a Name A Warlike Off-spring fills the Region round For Loyal Courage and Devotion crown'd No need that Cadmus Serpents teeth should sow For armed men in every Furrow grow Her Off-springs bosoms her defence do boast Not Citadels and Forts or foreign Host Even wooden Castles do secure her Coast Her sailing Ships the Oceans Breast do plow And fruitful Harvests from the Labour grow Each swelling Tyde the vast increase doth show A fairer Prospect than the watry Field Spread with Sargossa to the Eye doth yield When flowry Plants thick set bedeck the Main And the deluded Eye believ 't a Plain Perpetual Light doth o'er her borders shine Not borrow'd but Aethereal and Divine While other Nations grope in shades of Night This Blessed Goshen ever hath a Light. Wonders and Rarities the Land do bless Her Truths out-do the fabulous Lyes of Greece Without are golden Mines within the Golden Fleece Here if the Annals of the Place be true Which faithful Eyes with Care did lately view Down the dark Roads of long Antiquity Even from Times Cradle and first Infancy While other Nations under Rubbish lay No leading Clue to guide the untrack'd way Successive Kings this glorious Realm did sway A God-like Race whose Line extends so high They seem the Partners of Eternity And as the Sons of God an heavenly Line Once with mens Daughters did in marriage Joine And so a Warlike Valiant Issue made That o'er the World with boundless Empire sway'd The true Heroick stamp i' th' Composition laid So these to Neighbour Earthly Kings ally'd As Heathen Gods oft chose a Mortal Bride Begot a Race in ancient Ages known Gigantick Heroes Men of high Renown The Pride of Earth and Heaven i' th' mixture thrown Thro' Times Abyss th' uninterrupted Line With sparkling Steps and Characters doth shine Brighter in every Age the lustre grows Accession of new Rays new Light compose So when the Sun breaks from th' Abyss of Night Each moment gives a more resplendent Light Brighter and brighter still the shades do clear Till the Sun 's beauteous Chariot doth appear Each nearer Age new growth of Fame doth get Until in one Time's dispers'd Wonders met Do crown that Glorious Prince now fills the Throne As Stars united make a Constellation So spacious Nile whose secret Head 's unknown Lost in vast Lakes or Mountains of the Moon Great in his Extract yet doth greater grow By Tributary Screams that to him flow As by vast Realms his fruitful Waters glide The humbler Rivers all with comely pride Mix with his mighty waves and in the same Do willingly lose their ignoble name Till swell'd too great for his vast Banks to hold With new supplies grown vigorous and hold O're the wide Land his rowling Waves are tost Which with Prolifick heat inrich the barren Coast. Nor came the Glorys of his Line alone Him do all the united Virtues crown E're scatter'd did his Mighty Predecessors own One fam'd for Arts of Peace and this for War Valour did this and Justice that prefer A single Virtue could a Monarch's Glory rear All things below an Infinite are poor And despicable is confined store Compar'd to him alas how low they fall They 'r priz'd for single Vertues He for all So the weak scatter'd Rays of doubtful Light While o'er the Chaos hung black shades of Night Mix'd with the Mass onely th' Abyss could show As Lightning makes the Night more dreadful grow Till rallying their united Rayes in one The distant parts into one Center run Did make that glorious Light we call the Sun. Beneath this mighty Monarch's Princely shade The greatest Trust that e're on Man was laid An high-born Native Princess safely lyes Caesar is her Defender Heaven is His. Humbly on Earth she makes her low aboad Heaven is her Right there married to a God Pure is her Mind and Beauteous is her Face Her look bespeaks an high Aethereal Race Ancient yet Youth and Beauty still i' th' Prime As Seraphims that know not the decays of Time. A charming Modesty dwells in her Eye Eternal Truth from her blest Lips doth fly And her extended Arms shew boundless Charity Plain and yet rich her comely Garments flow Rich in Intrinsick value not in show Grave and severe as modest Matrons use Not such as Strumpets to their Lust abuse No tawdry Gallantry th' effects of Pride Affected Garbs and Motions set aside No Paint nor Patches which lost Beauty hide Order and Symmetry each part doth show No Spots upon her Milk-white Face do grow Onely what bold-fac'd Lyes and Envy throw Lies that even Greece out-do whose fruitful Brain The Beauteous Heaven with monstrous Shapes did stain And fill'd with Beasts and Snakes th' Aethereal Plain Unshaken Loyalty her Breast doth fill No Jealousies can move 't nor Injury kill Reviled and contemned yet She 's true And Vertue doth for Vertues sake pursue Rewards mean Souls may unto Actions train They 'r truely generous that great Deeds maintain No prospect laid of Interest and Gain When Rebels force at Majesty did aim And spurious Blood Inheritance did claim With Loyal Rage and Fury up She rose Expos'd her beauteous Bosom to her Foes Beauteous as Truth She rose whose awful sight Dispels the Mists of Error Shades and Night And makes the Fiends betake themselves to flight Powerful as Heaven she rose when all around The Orbs with Martial Noises did rebound And th' Musick of the Sphears no more did sound When hostile Troops thro' frighted Sphears did haste And th' road to Heavens high Empyraeum past When Michael o'er the conquer'd Rebels stood And Lucifer and all his Train sunk in the fiery flood Alone she rose no friendly help was nigh Alone she did the doubtful Battel try And bore the Wounds were struck at Majesty Her Martial Sons stop'd Hells impetuous Course And her devout ones took even Heaven by force Brought humane help and heavenly Aid call'd down Dispell'd the Foe and doubly fix'd the Crown Loyalty is her Essence Truth her Soul Fix'd as
Truth supply And if nought else a Calumny will bear At least lay Luxury unto their share Rail and out-face them but what e're befalls Name not the Riots of our Cardinals Nor e're the Lazy Gluttony reveal With which our stupid Monasteries swell Thoughtful and dull according to his use Stood Bavius proling for his barren Muse Hoording what others prodigally spend When mention of the Clergy did his silence end And thus he rav'd that Task my Mind doth fit My Foes shall feel the lashes of my Wit. A Phlegmatick dull Gown-man is a Theam Doth Rage and Malice o're my Fancy stream Uneasie at the sight o' th' loathed brood Their Coat I hare as Elephants do Blood. 'T is true l once 't is an unwelcome thought But what their odious Race hath dearly bought Such is the fate of Poets press'd with want Did seek among their Train my Seâ—t to plant And would you think the Gourmands the request would grant I that among the Stars my Head did place Familiar grew with Gods and all the God-like Race And scorned down-ward on the Crowd to gaze Did op'e the Graves of all before me tear Insulted over each Inferior Could no Superior nor an Equal bear Curse on my rigid Fate at last that I By the dull Clergy should affronted be That breath'd and grasp'd at Immortality No Reverence paid to my exalted Name No deep Attention to my Trump of Fame That they my Life should into question call Rip up my Morals my Employment gall Till I below th' Contempt of those I scorn'd did fall Deeply the Wound doth bleed nor can be cur'd Till I 've return'd the Wrongs I have indur'd Let Conscience Honesty Religion go Rather then not be ' avenged of my Foe I 'l call them Smell feasts that attend for fare I that like Flies to ' every Board repair And vex the weary Thresholds find them there The Sense of Vultures is but dull to mine At farthest distance I know where they dine I 've rob'd them of their Fame and if I cou'd Such is my hate I would substract their Food Nor shall their Marriage scape it is a state That I for Reasons too well known do hate I have been bit that which experience knows Is the best Satyr and can best expose I 'll tax their Constancy and say 't is gain Not Conscience their buoy'd Spirits doth sustain And he that bids the highest sways the Train Tho' we to our Confusion have found Not all our Arts or force could make them quit their Ground Truth is a narrow bound the daring Mind Doth hidden Coasts and unknown Regions find New Rarities do in Impostures ly Affect the Mind and chear the drooping Eye 'T is tiresome still to walk i' th' road of Verity What is most fit not what 's most true I 'll use The only way of bashfulness I choose And naked Truth will modestly refuse Much more Advice was ready to be spoke And Bavius more of his Design had broke When one with great surprize brought the report Of an unusual Joy in the Atlantian Court Imperfect Rumours all about did fly Some did affirm what others did decry Some with design to ' amuse did falshood tell And some even Truth did into falshood swell But that which list'ning Bavius most did chill Was th' News that every Tongue and Ear did fill Of an old Law was reinforc'd of late By Plato made for the Atlantian State By which that Coast must never Poets hide But severe Mulcts and Sanctions do provide None of the chiming Tribe do there abide Various the Rumours as the Men nor coo'd By th' wisest Heads the Truth be understood Till a swift Courier brought into the Court With low Obeisance thus made his Report Last Night while the devout Atlantians pray'd And high Devotions at their Altars pay'd With earnest and redoubled Crys implor'd The mighty Aid of their Indulgent Lord An unknown Musick ravish'd every Ear Inspir'd bless'd Joy and did dispell all Fear No Mists could stay when th' Sun of Righteousness was near Each Note tun'd up the Soul calcin'd the Mind Commenc'd them something more than humane kind Their very Bodies into Souls refin'd Not quite in Heaven yet then the Earth more high Above the Earth and but below the Sky Half Men half Saints 'twixt Heaven and Earth they try The very Line 'twixt Men and Immortality Scarce more exalted Joy doth Saints possess When they by Angels borne to Heaven do press Ravish'd with Halelujahs so they ly Embalm'd in Bliss and swallow'd up in Joy. Long was the Rapture till their wondring Eyes Saw a new glorious Light adorn the Skies As thô among the shades another Sun would rise But greater was the Light more bright the Rays Than ever yet adorn'd the best of Days Since the World did her head above the Chaos raise Did other common Days as far exceed As the first Infant-Light the Chaos did Till opening Heaven her strict embraces loos'd And the vast Treasure to the World disclos'd A numerous Host their Banners did display Myriads of Angels deck'd the sparkling way Each brighter than the Sun who blushing fled And in the briny Depths did hide his head Such lustre their united Rays display'd You 'd think the Earth a part of Heaven was made Glorious the Rays but so benign and kind While other common ones do onely blind They fill the Eyes with wonder and with Joy the Mind Before them all but brighter far than they From which each did reflect his borrow'd Ray And with veil'd Faces did low Adoration pay An heavenly Form appear'd in whom there strove A mixed War of Majesty and Love In whose pure Essence wonders do intwine Finite and Infinite in one do join Short Time and long Eternity combine His Body for he is to Earth ally'd The lower World and honour'd Mankinds Pride Pure as unmixed Light was glorifi'd Thro' which the brightness of the God head shone And all with Glory ' Ineffable did Crown Matter did not the Deity annoy Nor yet the Man the God-head did destroy Mercy and Pity grac'd his Look and Mind Tender and to Compassion inclin'd And his Embraces ever soft and kind Wide Arms to cherish and a list'ning Ear That bows to hear and grant a Wretches prayer With double Glory were his VVounds beset If Heaven degrees of Glory doth admit Wounds he did for his Enemies safety get Crowned Attendants did Obeysance pay Martyrs and Confessors led on the way And Robes of Glory did for future Conquerors stay When on a sudden e're the fixed Eye That view'd with Sacred earnestness the Sky Could move the glorious heavenly Guest drew nigh Mov'd not as Men that by gradation go But swift as Sun-beams thro' their progress flow He came and all the Court with Glory fill'd And balmy Ivy on every Soul instill'd No shades of Grief remain where Heaven doth gild But who can tell the Glorys of the Day What his Immaculate Spouses rich array How she did with redoubled glory shine Spotless without and Beauteous all within What zealous haste inspir'd her joyful feet When her beloved She went out to meet VVhat eager Love did sparkle in her Eye VVhat passionate Zeal what decent Majesty VVhat chast Embraces given and what return'd In equal flames how both the Lovers burn'd Tho' more of Majesty in him did dwell And she the more of tenderness did feel VVhat charming Talk the glorious meeting grac'd VVhat tender words and sighs for dangers past VVhat mutual Vows of everlasting Love What promise of Protection from Above How the great Brides-groom's glory thro' her shone Met like two joyned Stars that seem'd but one What a Seraphick Love all bosoms mov'd That savv the sight even Angels savv and lov'd How show'ring Joys did on Atlantis fall The Canopy of Heaven did shade it all In Blessings Heaven dissolv'd did it a Goshen call How a new Edict was proclaimed there That under Heaven's displeasure none should dare Against her setled endless Peace to vvar No Mortal the great Task can undertake It onely fits a Cherubim to speak Fly fly the fatal Land my Eyes beheld The mountains all with heavenly Armys fill'd Not greater the Judean Regions swell'd When the great Prophet open'd faithless eyes And shew'd th' Aethereal Guard against their Enemies Th' Advice was weighty but it was not took For malice cannot upon Concord look Nor can Ambition Peace and Quiet brook Restless for Rage and Envy 's such they stood While bless'd Atlantis guarded by a God Safe underneath his Wing made her aboad FINIS The Author living remote from the Press some few Errata's have pass'd in the Printing these Sheets but being most Literals the Reader is desir'd to mend them with his Pen. Hind and Panth. p. 5. p. 37. p. 37. p. 41. p. 43. p. 44. p. 44. p. 41. p. 53. p. 50. p. 6. p. 8. p. 6. p. 19. p. 20. p. 122. p. 134. p. 127. p. 127. p. 21. p. 86.
the Center Constant as the Pole Party Interest or Humour others move She true as th' Needle to the Pole doth prove As Heaven to Justice or as Saints to Love. On an Eternal Rock her Seat is plac'd A Rock no Storms can move no Time can wast But will beyond the Worlds foundation last Olympus like whose feet on Earth do tread But rears above the Clouds his lofty Head Fenc'd round by humane Laws and Laws Divine United Forces for her safety join Caesar with God doth her Protection share Guarded by Heaven above and his Vicegerent here Daemons and Fiends Heavens Armys do oppose And Caesar Men malicious as those Both wish her Ruine at her Bliss repine Both forc'd with shame to quit the curs'd Design Here under God's and his Vicegerent's wing Safely she doth her Makers praises sing Offers up holy Incence every day While Seraphims assist as she doth pray And sweetly steal the spoken Word away And Raptur'd with the Prayers thence notes do take To sweeten the next Halelujahs they must make And sacred Silence and Delight put on To see themselves or equall'd or out-done Legions of Angels on her Votes attend Ten thousand Legions do her Seat defend With flaming Swords keep off her Enemies As once a Cherubim defended Paradice Yet not her Beauty or her Innocence Against malicious Foes could be defence The Butt of Envy still is Excellence For not Heavens height or ever-waking Eyes Or glory can secur't from Enemies A Foreign Princess whose malicious Spight With lawless Claim doth grasp at others Right Unhinges Kingdoms under Safety 's name Throws wildly the contentious Ball of Fame And fires the World to warm her at the flame With blood-shot Eyes her greedy Jaws do's ope And her already hath devour'd in hope So t' a remorsless Rock Andromeda With rigid Chains was ty'd a Monster 's prey With dreadful cryes the hungry Beast drew nigh Bore foaming Seas before him to the Sky Stretch'd his wide Jaws the Beauteous prize to tear But Perseus and Medusas head was near Low her Design 's and yet from Heaven her Birth High Claim and yet too near ally'd to Earth Once she in Heavens first Rank of Favour stood Pure as the Light and as a Cherub good Heaven o're her head Indulgent blessings strow'd A Guard of Angels for her Aid allow'd But cursed Satan mixed with the Crowd They wing'd her Mind with high Aethereal Fires He sunk it with Terrestrial desires Too fatal are the Charms the World inspires Happy thrice happy had she never fell Or had been what she vaunts Infallible Ambition if that name we may it call Which doth from high to low Employments fall First sunk her down desire of humane Power Blemish'd the right she had Divine before And every weight of that still sunk her lower Loaded with Vanity the Scale that rose The other from its Empire did depose Adam more nobly fell his lofty Mind At great Acts and Divinity design'd She from sublime to sordid deeds declin'd Such Beings Philosophick heads relate Of heavenly stamp when weary of their state Tir'd with reiterated Joys they grow And long to prove untasted Bliss below The nearer their low Course to Earth doth lead Farther they from their Pristine glory do recede Baser and baser grow th' Ignoble Minds Till they degenerate into other kinds The Basis of her heavenly power sunk down And wanting ground for her new gotten one From Truth the Fountain of great Deeds she flies And basely sinks to Humane Policies Instead of that which casts a radiant Light She tricks Impostures up to please the sight God once her Guard secur'd her heavenly right Under his Banner safely she did fight And put her furious Enemies to flight Right hath Heavens Warrant but ill gotten Power Arts Policies and Stratagems secure Truth needs no shapes nor helps a Native awe And Reverence it from open Foes doth draw A genuine look and Beauty right imparts But Fraud and Falshood need a thousand Arts. Right wanting she to Cruelty descends Her usurp'd Power by Hostile means defends And th' erring World with Fire and Sword amends Guilt leaves an haggish fear that haunts the mind Fear trembling looks for what it would not find Fear goes before and bloody Cruelty behind So Adam while in Innocence he stood He lowly was ador'd by th' gazing Crowd A Sacred awe each humble bosom sway'd His God-like Miene with reverent fear was paid They lov'd and fear'd and willingly obey'd But when Rebellion in his Mind did live And he for God's Prerogative did strive The cursed Venom through the World did fly Man did his Maker Beasts did Man defie And th' remnants of lost power that yet remain Man not by Nature but by Art doth gain By Wit by Industry and cruel pain Wisdom to Truth and Honesty 's ally'd Cunning to falshood and deceit is ty'd Cunning a left hand Wisdom hath lost power supply'd Great States by open force make way the small Do to Alliances and Treaties fall Sly Policy where Force doth fail can gain As wild Beasts are by Traps and Pitfalls ta'ne Shame lost base ways are us'd so violent's grown The scorching thirst of wide Dominion To every Passion there 's Incentives laid Blandishments to each Humour are display'd And various Tunes on various strings are play'd Each Weakness Imperfection and Disease That on the Body or the Mind do seize Gratification find and pleasing ease From highest flights of the aspiring Mind To th' low effects of hypocondriack Wind Unbridled Riot and tame abstinence Implicit folly and exalted sense Th' Extreams of every Passion stretch'd as wide As Lust or Rage can do 't are gratify'd As tho' the Faith of Heathen Rome remain'd And for each Vice in Heaven a Patron reign'd High place and Dignities th' Ambitious move The Melancholy may a Convent love High tow ' ring Spirits are for business fit And Solitudes the creeping Souls delight Obedience with the humble Mind doth suit And Peremptory Sway the Resolute Loud Miracles the credulous do call And Aery Visions the Phantastical The Practick Minds may in State Matters dive In hidden knowledge the Contemplative Ostentous Pomp the simple mind doth please Heavy and restive Bodies constant ease Nor endless shows and Ceremonies want The Superstitious and Ignorant Lust gets Divorces at an easie rate And can Incestuous Broods legitimate Lyars Equivocation may allow The Rash a Dispensation of their Vow Indulgences and Jubilees do suit Th' Incorrigible and the Dissolute All that their Fame or their Content have lost Have in Ambition or in Love been crost All whom Guilt dogs or Nemesis pursues May shelters here and Sanctuaries chuse Nor for Devotion to their Altars fly But undeserv'd Protection as tho' she That first at Romulus Asylum liv'd Hath by th' same Arts and Instruments surviv'd And ever since by Malefactors thriv'd These and a thousand Mystick Rites beside Nor by Gymnosophist nor Brachman try'd Found the Chymerical Dominion That 's grounded in Opinion alone
made E're Order Form or Simmetry was laid E're similar parts their Troops into one Mass convey'd Some thought a VVretch from Native shape estrang'd By Circes Cups into a Monster chang'd Some thought a living wild Chymaera rang'd Th' Opinions various as his shapes were dress'd But most concluded that he was possess'd This Rumour took strait all their Heads attend VVith mystick Charms to dispossess the Fiend Vain rites were us'd and to as vain an end He knew them all but was to them unknown Strangers even to their own disguises grown Till thus with trembling Tongue the Monster said I 'm an Atlantian born a Roman bred With high Commissions to Atlantis sped Among the various Sects to ' insinuate The secret seeds of Enmity and Hate Of endless Quarrels and as endless Woe And have with Joy beheld the Harvest grow Much have I done no certain shape or place Could limits set to my unbounded race Where e're was mischief hatching there was I Thrô unseen Paths and thrô dark Roads I fly I light the Fire no matter how or why Wher'ever discontented Humours rise Bred of self-pride nourish'd with Jealousies My useful Presence never miss'd the prize Tumult in State and Schism in Church was mine I stretch'd the breach mark'd out the parting Line And set the Bars that they could never joyn Thick flew my poison'd Arrows in the dark When matter was Combustible I brought the Spark Disguis'd I hearded with the Wolfish Crew With Cant and Tone my gaping Hearers drew Chose pleasing Topicks such as might invite What makes their Crowd the Female Proselite Did Heaven by Gods Decrees to them divide I sainted them and damned all beside New Lights and wild Enthusiastick Fire Into the bristled Herd I did inspire Their Rage too fierce and hot I work'd up higher Cry'd Monarchy and all Church-Order down Kings I call'd Tyrants Laws Oppression Till down steep Rocks the headlong Rabble press'd As tho' the Devil once more had th' Swine possess'd I in each Faction stubborness did breed Did bitter hatred toward all others feed But chiefly Poison o're th' establish'd Church did shed Nor did I only to great Actions tend To mean Employments I could condescend Foming on Bulks I could loud Nonsence rear And plead the Cause of our sure Friend the Hare In Woods and Groves to Conventicles creep Such as i' th' German Forrests Witches keep And naked to the Feasts of Adamites could slip These and the Sects like Sins without a Name That never a distinctive mark could claim My willing Aid and speedy Help implor'd Deluding all and yet by all ador'd Long time I reign'd but whether too secure Depending much on my ill gotten Power I had too loosely put on my disguise Or whether Hereticks are grown more wise Or 't was my Fate some of the long-nos'd rout Saw thro' the Cloud and found th' Imposture out I saw their Visage change but gave no Ground When in a Moment 't was all whisper'd round Th' inraged Crowds do up in Tumult rise Arms fill'd their Hands and sparkling Fire their Eyes All that is wanting furious rage supplies Not more the Neighb'ring Dorps to Vengeance crowd When the sly Fox the common Foes pursu'd Men call to Men and Towns to Towns aloud In vain 't was to resist or to intreat Rocks hear as much when angry Surges beat Debarr'd of Force to Policy I fly Thought I might hid in my Disguises ly But every shape and garb that I put on Some one or other of the Crowd had known Bootless it was to stay hard to be gone The Avenues all ways the Crowd did keep Till I beneath a Zealot's Cloak did creep And in the form of Sanctity away did slip Yet not so clearly but I was pursu'd With Batts and Stones and Curses still renew'd No place to hide my loathed head I spy'd In vain I for a Sanctuary cry'd Accursed Land where there 's no sacred place That may a Malefactor's Crimes embrace I invocated every Saint in vain They all were deafned with the shouting train At last loaded with Injuries and Blows Twice down I sunk and fell and twice arose A third time beaten down I there had staid Had not the list'ning Saint to whom I pray'd Or th' horror that my trembling Soul put on Strange things by Phantasy and fear are done My Body in this monstrous Habit shap'd As Man I suffer'd as a Monster scap'd I found the change felt the wild Members bred Was glad by any means to hide my Head And saw my furious Persecutors fled Under this shelter I securely past The Guards still looking horrid and agast But fear insulting fear doth hag my Mind They still pursue me whom I left behind My Fellows that the same Commission bear Live a curs'd Life rack'd with eternal fear Some do them Sphynxes some Chamelions call But Trimmer is the currant'st Name of all This said mix'd Passions did i' th' Council rise Some joy'd in 's 'scape some griev'd in 's miseries All variously the Tumult did revile Traduc'd the State and curs'd th' unlucky Soil The murmur ceas'd and Bavius that was fled Driven by his usual fear recovered After Advice that Courage might renew The President thus did his Discourse pursue THE NEW ATLANTIS THE THIRD PART MUch hopes our Son doth from thy Province flow Great may be th' Harvest if we wisely sow Kind Aspects on the great Attempt do smile Fit for the Task to blacken and revile Malice thy blood doth into poyson boyl So venemous in what 's false it leaves a stain And won't with easie pains be cleans'd again Thou damn'st all Writings to set up thy own We all Truth 's ancient Monuments cry down Sure way to usher in Tradition But yet be cautious we our Arts must try And with false shows debauch th' Adulterous Eye Some things best at half Lights affect the sight Some must like hollow shadows take their flight Show and begone few will endure the Light. Darkness and distance our Advantage gives The Mind by th' Eye the pleasing Cheat receives And th' Error is admir'd while it deceives Beware of sincere dealing 't may betray Counterfeit Jewels are descry'd i' th' Day Shun steady Looks they may too deeply pry Hint and away the motion cheats the Eye Conceal the worse still show the better side 'T is as much Art Deformities to hide As to deck Beauty up in all its Pride Draw Zeuxis Grapes so ' attractive and so fair That all the Feather'd Race may there repair Securely on the tempting Fruit may feed Nor e're the dreadful shape that bears them heed Jealous of too deep Sense amuse the Mind Fill th' Eye with shows and swell the Soul with Wind. Traverse the Ground flourish but never close We nothing yet could get by down-right blows We gain by Treachery by fair Battels lose Mak 't all a Bantar it the most will please Few will search deep for most men love their Ease Some Topicks are for dawbing Flattery fit