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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A18370	Nocturnall lucubrations: or Meditations divine and morall Whereunto are added epigrams and epitaphs: written by Rob: Chamberlain of Exeter Colledge in Oxford.	Chamberlain, Robert, b. 1607.	1638 (1638)	STC 4945; ESTC S104928	14,937	126

and there by forcing his body through disgorgeth himselfe purposely to repaire his stomack for a fresh prey those that are minded to take him throw a carkas in his way and then observe the trees that he runs to when he is full when they once perceive him fast betwixt the trees they run to him and kill him So it fares with those that never think of any thing but how to please their senses which the devill observing throws divers temptations before their eyes which they never suspecting are oftentimes confounded in the very act of sin Of all other things necessity hath the largest patent maugre the greatest commands necessity wil first be observed To husband well a small talent is the onely way to mount a low fortune To be too full of complement is ridiculous to be altogether without it rusticity Of all conditions the most lamentable is that of ignorance an ignorant man is like one of those that live directly under the North or South Pole with whom it is alwaies night The onely way to be rid of a domineering vice is to avoid all occasions thereto tending Prosperity cast at the feet of the wicked is like a rich carpet cast over the mouth of a bottomlesse pit which allures the feet of the ungodly along the path of security into that bottomlesse tophet of eternall misery A ruinous end attends a riotous life Well were it for the drunkard as he hath liv'd like a beast if he could so die If the world did but truely consider that there is a Tophet prepared for the wicked it would rather run mad through feare and despaire than thus wallow in dreadful security The rich may offend more for want of charity than the poore in stealing things necessary He that rectifies a crooked stick bends it the contrary way so must he that would reforme a vice learne to affect its meere contrary and in time hee shall see the springing blossomes of a happy reformation It is dangerous in holy things to make Reason the touchstone hee that disputeth too much with God about things not revealed all the honour he gets is but to goe to hell more learnedly than the rest It is good to be pius pulsator for then the more importunate the more pleasing but a temerarius scrutator may be more bold than welcome He that would hit the mark he aimes at must wink with one eye Heaven is the mark he that would hit it must wink with the eye of Reason that hee may see better with that of Faith Action is the crown of Vertue Perseverance the crown of Action Sufferance the crown of Perseverance a good cause the crown of Sufferance and a crown of Glory the crowne of a good cause Esto fidelis usque ad mortem dabo tibi coronam vitae FINIS EPIGRAMS AND EPITAPHS Written by ROB CHAMBERLAIN Beatus ille qui procul negotiis Vt prisca gens mortalium Paterna rura bobus exercet suis Solutus omni foenore To his honored and dearely affected Master Mr WILLIAM BALLE Son and Heire to the Worshipfull PETER BALLE Esquire SIR I Am the more emboldned to Present you with these fragments of Poetrie in regard you begin to be one of the little darlings of the Muses It is not the least of my comforts to see from a sprig of my owne pruning such timely blossomes of Poetical ingenuity somwhat rare it is to see Plants of wit agree with the hard coldnesse of our Climate for this aurum cuncta movens hath so stupified the times that Ignorance hath almost outfac'd Invention Apuleius may wander up and down the Arcadian plains to find Parnassus or the Heliconian Well and meet none but the dull brood of Midas to direct him Go on therefore hopefull Sir towards that sacred Spring you shall never want the prayers assistance and manuduction of Your humble servant Rob Chamberlain To his well beloved friend Mr ROBERT CHAMBERLAIN the Author in praise of his following Poems THe wisest of Philosophers conclude Best Contemplations spring from solitude And vvanting outward objects the minds eye Sees cleerest into every mysterie Scipio's last life in 's Villa spake him man More than his conquest of the Affrican So are the seasons helpers unto Art And Time to industry applyes each part These thou hast made the subjects of thy Layes And they for praising them returne thee praise So that to praise agen would shew to be But repetition and Tautologie And thine own works allow thee better note Than any friends suspected partiall vote Thomas Nabbes In praise of a Country life THe winged fancies of the learned quill Tel of strange wonders sweet Parnassus hil ●astalia's Well the Heliconian Spring ●●ar-spangled valleyes where 〈◊〉 Muses sing Admired things another Storie yeelds Of pleasant Tempe and th' Elysian fields Yet these are nothing to the sweet that dwells In low built cottages and country cells What are the Scepters Thrones and Crowns of kings But gilded burdens and most fickle things What are great offices but cumbring troubles And what are honours but dissolving bubbles What though the gates of greatnes be frequented With chains of glittring gold he that 's contented Lives in a thousand times a happier way Than he that 's tended thus from day to day Matters of State nor yet domestick jars Comets portending death nor blazing stars Trouble his thoughts hee 'l not post hast run Through Lethe Styx and fiery Phlegiton For gold or silver he will not affright His golden slumbers in the silent night For all the precious wealth or sumptuous pride That lies by Tiber Nile or Ganges side Th'imbroidred meadovvs the crawling stream Make soft and sweet his undisturbed dreams He revels not by day nor in the nights Nor cares he much for Musicall delights And yet his humble roofe maintains a quire Of singing Crickets round about the fire This harmlesse life he leads and I dare say Doth neither wish nor feare his dying day On the VVorshipfull and worthy of all honour Mrs ANNE BALLE Wife of Peter Balle Esquire IF worth can mortals to advancement bring If birth or beauty be a precious thing Meeknesse be great Honours Palace gate ●nd the fore-runner of some happy fate ●appy then happy thou that art the sweet ●nd little center where all these doe meet In Dominum Gulielmum Ball filium haeredem Petri Balle Armigeri Graeci laudantur Musis laudatur Apollo Virgilii fama et scandit ad astra poli Laude vigent multi sed jam puerilibus annis Ingenio supexas tu Gulielme senes En mare tu terras urbes atque oppida fando Laurigerum nostro temporenomen habes Magna canunt magni pueris incognita parvis Umbris quae mortis non adeunda nigris Sed teneris doctrina tuis non convenit annis Bis puerique senes tu puer atque senex Astra fuere tuo natu foelicia coeli Lauo quoque nunc foelix est adhibenda tibi Laurum