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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A96701	The Muses cabinet, stored with variety of poems, both pleasant and profitable. / By W.W.	Winstanley, William, 1628?-1698.	1655 (1655)	Wing W3067; Thomason E1479_5; ESTC R208734	17,312	55

Love not for lucre marry not for mony Wed not for wealth he who doth love the honey Must fear the sting parents they are most free To those children who least deserving be Where best parts are no need wealth to bestow When fat sows must be greas'd to make them go 29. Write no such lines that others they may be The worse by reading them it is for thee Enough thine own iniquity to beare Too much in others sins to have a share Then neither write nor yet read none of them A lame hand better is then a lewd pen. 30. Do no such actions as thou shouldest feare That any one should see it neither dare To speak that word thou blushest to have shown Nor think that thought thou wouldest not have known But let thy deeds words thoughts be good then Thou need'st not feare to have them known to men 31. Rather let thy memory die and thy name Then by ill acts to eternize the same Though some with Herostratus temples burne To purchase fame rather within thy urne Unmention'd by then for to eternize Thy name lie committing of villanies What profit hast thou though thy name aspire If thou thy selfe lie'st frying in hel fire 32. Despair not though thy sins be great for greater Is God in mercy therefore grant Creator That wee of mercy presume not too far So in like manner wee may not dispaire The Saint thief saved was even at deaths gate To learne's repentance never is too late But least that we should too presumptuous be Wee never read of none so sav'd but he Lord if through frailty I great sins commit Let me hope for mercy not dispaire of it Yet let me not presume to act a sin Because th' art mercifull in pardoning 33. Deferre not thy repentance untill thy Old age least death seize on the suddenly Parents their Children follow to the grave As oftentimes as Children followed have Their Parents as many lambs skins are sold In the market as of Sheepe that are old And who the skulls in Charnell houses see Shall find as many small as great ones be Deferre not then but suddenly repent Least death thy purpose thereunto prevent An Elegie on my deare Wife who deceased in January 1652. MUses that on Pernassus Hill do make Abode assist this work I undertake Rightly do unto her whose vertues shone Transcendent bright in this our Horizon How glorious is she then of life bereaven A Star on earth but now a Saint in Heaven Why strive I then for to describe her worth In vain is art to set perfection forth No I may sooner tell the drops o' th Ocean Surcease the Tides or stop the Planets motion Then to pourtray her vertues to the life As here she liv'd on Earth a maid and wife N'ere did the worlds bright eye Hyperion see Lesse faults in any then he did in shee E're since Christs time so cleer her vertues shone Youths beauty ages wisdome joyn'd in one Mirrour of women in these worst of time As full of goodness as the world of crimes Religious zealous vertuous wise discreet Too good to live on earth for Heaven more meet Her foule is now at rest whilst shee doth sing An Halelujah unto Heavens great King What vertues ere were faign'd or knowne to be In any one comprized were in shee No idle tell-tale for to cause debate Such kinde of Creatures shee did alwayes hate Truth was her aime lying shee did abhor it And truths great God rewarded hath her for it Nor were these vertues lockt up in her brest Like to rich jewells in an iron chest Enclosed fast but evermore in action Your standing water turnes to putrefaction More might be said but when that all is done All words are like a Candle to the Sun Respecting her rare exceellent parts who in The morning of her age did thus begin How glorious had her life been then had shee Attain'd those yeares that ancient men do seel Why weep we then why do our eyes run over In vaine to mourne for what we can't recover Nor think her time on earth to be but small Seeing shee liv'd and di'd belov'd of all Those that unto this age do once attaine An honour 'bove Methusalls age do gaine Not length of dayes but dayes well spent are best Live so thy life that death may give thee rest Expect not the more honor for gray haires Yeares crown our head but goodness crownes our yeares Epitaph REader within this ground enterr'd doth lie Venus beautie Dianas chastity Cornelias learning and Philoeleas swettness Pondoras wisdome and faire Grissels meeknes Briefly whatever other items were Sum'd up in one lie in this Sepulcher True love GReat was the love and friendship that between Damon and Pithias passed scarce ere seen Or ever knowne before or since that as One to die for another but more was The love that God to us Sinners did beare For when by sin his enemies we were Yet he so loved us as that he gave His Son a ransome our poore Soules to save That whosoever do in him believe Sha'nt perish but eternal life receive O love unspeakable O bounty endlesse Love unexpressible and matchlesse kindnesse It 's seldome seen one to dye for another But for one's enemy transcends all other To my Wife NOw twice hath Phoebus run his annual race twice 12 times fair Cynthia chang'd her face Twice Hiems Frosts hath nipt both flowers trees Cloathing old Tellus in a gowne of Freeze Twice hath the husbandman received his gain From grassy Medowes and from Ceres grain Twice hath the Earth been dew'd with Apr. showrs Twice Lady Flora deckt the Fields with flowers Since we in Hymens rites together joyn'd During which time though fortune proves unkind And God hath laid his hand of visitation Heavy upon us and that much vexation We have endured yet let 's not repine Content although with little is a Mine More worth then gold a quiet peaceful life Is better far then much with care and strife Thus let us rest secure since we do lie Too low for envy and for scorne too high On Friends FRiends like to leaves that on the trees do In Summers prosperous state much love will grow But art thou in adversity then they Like leaves from trees in Autumn fall away show He happy is that hath a friend indeed But he more happy that no friend doth need On Eternity THe greatest happinesse of heavenly blisse Is that because the same Eternal is So to the damned 't is the greatest woe Because their miseries no end shall know The Conclusion LIber are our Liberi we do give Life unto them and they make us to live Epigrams To the Reader REader if thou applaud'st all is here writ Thou show'st store of good will but not of wit But if thou doest dislike all here is pen'd Yet cease to carp unless thou canst it mend An old Lecher MEmbrino stradling goes in great distress As if he had the

as they would do To drawing Dun out of the mire they go But presently they left that sport againe And then they fell into a drinking vaine A health sayes one unto my loves bright eye Which staright was pledg'd by all the Company He that drunk last another health prefers A rule observ'd by Bacchus followers Whilest thus full bowles to one another passe Bacchus and Venus in a Corner was Billing each other like two Turtle Doves For now they first enjoyed each others loves Yet though they got into a secret place Janus soone spi'd them with his double face He tells Mercury Mercury straight goes To Aetnaes forge and doth the same disclose To limping Vulcan Vulcan thereat storms And swears hee 'l pay the whoremaster for 's horns He snatcheth up his hammer presently To Walden comes and Bacchus soone doth spy He flings it at him hits him on the crowne Who like unto a log straight tumbles downe Hercules was thereat exceeding wroth And tooke a Jug fil'd full of barley broath Flung it at Vulcans head but mist the same And hit his foot which ever since is lame Jove fearing mischiefe might thereby arise Commanded Morpheus to close up their eyes Which he performes and left them snorting there Til Sol inlightned had our hemisphere To Almanacke-mongers YOu that to knowledge such pretenders be As to unfold each secret mysterie In natures workes that by your art do know How many miles Sol in a day doth goe The rising and the setting of the Stars What causeth peace debate or civill wars Whence roaring thunders and whence lightnings grow The cause of whirle windes earth quakes raine haile snow Eclipses Comets and prodigious-things The cause you say o' th rise or fall of Kings You that these things do know resolve good brothers Who lay last with your wives your selves or others When will our English people grow more wise Then to believe your loud inchanting lyes As that of your black Munday so t' was stil'd Which many of your Credits hath nigh spoyl'd That now because you would in credit grow You use ambiguous sentences as though The Delphian Oracle were us'd againe As thus t' will be faire weather if not raine The states of Venice shall not suffer much This yeare unlesse the Turk his confines touch And if they hit one truth mongst many a lie It shall be term'd such a ones prophecie And in the next yeares booke these words he brings Last yeare I did foretell such and such things And yet the blockhead people would not be So mad to beleeve such an asse as he Then next foretell by your mysterious art Will men this year prove true or false in heart Will women leave to scold will knaves leave whoring Will schoolboyes on their books be alwayes poring Will old men leave their prating Children crying Or men of your profession leave your lying If this you cannot tell I must divine Your credit now beginneth to decline A farewell to Tobaccs FArewell thou Indian smoake Barbarian vapour Enemy unto life foe to waste paper Thou dost diseases in the body breed And like a Vultur on the purse doth feed Changing sweet breath 's into a stinking loathing And with 3. pipes turnes two pence into nothing Grim Pluto first invented it I think To poyson all the world with hellish stink And though by many it hath been defended It makes men rotten ere their life 's half ended Base heathenish weed how common is it growne That but a few yeares past was scarcely knowne When for to see one take it was a riddle As strange as a Baboone to tune a fiddle Were it confin'd only to gentlemen It credit were to take Tobacco then But Bedlams Tinkers Coblers Water-bearers Your common drunkards most common swearers Are them that use it most which makes me muse That men of quality the same should use Things common commonly are most neglected Saving Tobacco which is most respected If mans flesh be like hogs as it is said Then sure by smoaking thus it's Bacon made Then farewell smoake good for such things as these ' Gainst lice sore heads scabs mange or French disease The description of a Mistris WHat thought can think what heart indite What tongue can tell what pen can write What verse containe what words declare What numbers measure out the rare And superexcllent parts of she That doth command the heart of mee Her haire like thrids of gold doth show Her forehead whiter then the snow Which on the Scithian mountaines lies Like to two stars appear her eyes Her cheeks for pleasure and delight Seem as the red Rose and the white Together met there to confer Which should most homage do to her Her ears like Labyrinths seem to me Her lips as red as Rubies be Her teeth like Pearl her breath like spice Which cometh from the Suns uprise Sweeter then Aromatick gum Or Drugs that from Arabia come Her heavenly voice when I do heare It makes me wish each sense an eare Her words so full of harmony What she affirms none can deny Her neck more white then Swans that swim Upon Menanders Christall brim Armes long and slender singers small Fit for the Lute or Virginall Soft paps smooth belly Ivory thighes Betwixt which lies Loves Paradise The Muses theme a place more fam'd Then that which is the Milkey nam'd O blessed he may have the hap To search what treasures are in that Briefly each part is so transcending Nature needs no art in mending But that which spoyles and marres all this Her heart more hard then marble is To one who enquired the Name of her whom I loved VVOuld you desire to know the name of her My heart doth fancie veiw her Charecter Shee is a Virgin of unspotted fame Art never did faine nor yet did Nature frame A fairer then shee is her life a line Which who so reads will make him a Divine Chaster then Dian fairer then Cupids mother It were impiety to think her other Then what shee is for tell me can there be An adding to perfection furely he Who doth but veiw her lawfully may swear No beauty living may with her compare Then to her heavenly outward forme is joyn'd Wit judgment learning and a vertuous minde For can we think Nature would be so base To make the jewel worser then the case As if Protogenes should so much dote To paint faire Venus in old Bancis Coat No Nature we do by experience see Gives inward gifts like as the outward be Then false is their position who do write Where beauty raigns vertue is banisht quite For certainly those Nymphs whose beauties blaze Do deck the world like Sols resplendent rayes With constant flower of divine chastity Their beauties garland do so dignifie That Cupid he though deem'd a god of power With all his flames can never scorch their flower And though Lucretia's fate bids us take heed To wish her face least like to her we speed Yet sure I think and