Commonly all that counterfeit In any thing exceed the naturall meane And that for feare of faâ—â—ing in their feat Idem The louely lookes the sighes that storme so sore The due of deep dissembling doublenesse These may attempt but are of power no more Where beautie leanes to wit and soothfastnesse D. Lodge Who hath to doo With deep dissemblers must dissemble too Ch. Middleton Vid Hypocrisie End The End doth alwaies proue the fact By End we iudge the meaning of the act S. I. H. Transl Begin where lightnesse wil in shame it ends G. Chapman Earth Thus whilest he laid his head vpon her lap She in a fiery mantle doth him wrap And carries him vp from his lumpish mould Into the skies whereas he might behold Th' earth in perfect roundnesse of a ball Exceeding globes most artificiall Which in a fixed point nature disposed And with the sundry elements inclosed Which as the Center permanent doth stay When as the skies in their diurnall sway Strongly maintaine the euerturning course Forced alone by their first mouers source Where he beholds the aiery regions Whereas the clouds and strange impressions Maintaind by coldnesse often do appeare And by the highest region of the aire Vnto the clearest element of fire Which to her siluer footstoole doth appeere M. Drayton The Moone is darkned to all creatures eies Whilest in the shadow of the earth she lies For that the earth of nature cold and drie A very Chaos of obscuritie Whose globe exceeds her compasse by degrees Fixed vpon her superficies When in his shadow she doth hap to fall Doth cause her darknes to be generall Idem Earth Beares all her sonnes and daughters in one wombe She Europes Ameriques Affriques Asians toombe Idem Earth cannot comprehend The secret depths of iudgements all diuine Where is no ground beginning midst nor fine I. Syluester Transl O trustlesse state of earthly things and slipper hope Of mortall men that swinke and worke for nought And shooting wide doth misse the marked scope Now haue I turnd a lesson dearly bought That nis on earth assurance to be sought Ed. Spencer A narrow roome our glory vaine vnties A little circle doth our pride containe Earth like an I le amid the water lies Which sea sometime is cald sometime the maine Yet nought therein resounds a name so great It 's but a lake a pond a marish street Ed. Fairfax Transl Our mother earth nere glories in her frute Till by the sunne clad in her tinsell sute Nor doth she euer stare him in the face Till in her glorious armes she him imbrace Which proues she hath a soule sence and delight Of generation feeling appetite M. Drayton To know our selues to come of humane birth These sad afflictions crosse vs here on earth A taske imposde by heauens eternall lawe To keepe our rude rebellions well in awe M. Drayton Next vnto him malicious Enuie rode Vpon a rauenous Wolfe and still did chawe Betweene his cankred teeth a venomous tode That all the poyson ranne about his iawe But inwardly he chawed his owne mawe At neighbours wealth that made him euer sad For death it was when any good he sawe And wept that cause of weeping none he had But when he heard of harme he waxed wondrous glad Ed. Spencer The other held a snake with venome fraught On which she fed and gnawed hungerly As if that long she had not eaten ought That round about the iawes we might discry The bloody gore and poyson dropping loathsomly Her name was Enuie knowne well thereby Whose nature is to greeue and grudge at all That she sees done praise worthily Whose sight to her is greatest crosse may fall And vexeth so that makes her eate her gall For when she wanteth other thing to eate She feedes on her owne maâ— vnnaturall And of her owne foule entrailes make her meate Meate fit for such a monsters monstrous diet Idem I chaunced on a monster of a man With health heart sicke sterued with store of foode With riches poore with beautie pale and wan Wretched with happinesse euil with good One eye did enuie at the th' other eie Because the other enuide more then hee His hands did fight for the first iniurie So Enuie enuide enuide to be And as he went his tender foote was sore And enuide at the foote that went before Th. Bastard This monster honors hurt is like the curre That barkes at strangers comming at the durre But sparing alwaies those are to her knowne To them most gentle to the others throwne This monster al 's is like a rauing cloude Which threatens alwaies kindly Vulcan loude To smore and drowne him with her powring raine Yet force of fire repels his force againe K. of S. Oft malice makes the mind to shed the boyled brine And enuies humor oft vnlades by conduits of the eine T. W. Enuy liues with vs whilst our selues suruiue But when we die it is no more aliue Ch. Fitz Ieffry. The knottie Oake and wainscot old Within doth eate the silly worme Euen so a mind in enuy cold Alwaies within it selfe doth burne Idem Each sence may common subiects comprehend Things excellent the sensitiue confound The eye with light and colours may contend The care endure the note of common sound Both faile when glorious beames and strokes abound So Enuy that at meanest things beares spight Stands mute at view of vnexspected height Th. Storer Enuy harboureth most in feeblest brest S. Phil. Sidney Fell enuies cloud still dimmeth vertues ray Ed. Spencer Foule enuie thou the partiall iudge of right Sonne of deceit borne of that harlot hate Nursed in hell a vile and vgly sprite Feeding on slaunder cherisht with debate Neuer contented with thine owne estate Deeming alike the wicked and the good Whose words be gall whose actions end in blood M. Drayton Enuie doth cease wanting to feede vpon Idem Like as the poyze that would the palme represse Doth cause the bowes spread larger round about So spite and enuie causeth glory sprout And aye the more the top is ouertroad The deeper doth the same roote spread abroad M. of M. Sicilian Tyrants yet did neuer finde Then Enuie greater torment of the minde Idem Our dayes are stampt in Enuies mint And this our age cast in the Iron mold Our hearts are hew'd out of Cancasean flint And two leau'd plates of brasse our brest enfold Hate waxeth yoong the world thus waxing old And best we like them that do vs loue the least And least we loue them whom we should like best Ch. Fitz Geffrey Error His glisteâ—ing armour made A little glooming light much like a shade By which she saw the vgly monster plaine Halfe like a serpent horribly displaied But th' other halfe did womans shape retaine Most loathsome filthy foule and full of vile disdaine And as she lay vpon the dyrtie ground Her huge long taile her den all ouerspred Yet was in knots and many bouts vpwound Pointed with mortall sting of her there bred
exhailes And is the cause that oft the euening lowers When foggy mists enlarge their duskie sailes That his owne beames he in the cloudes impailes And either must extinguish his owne light Or by his vertue cause his proper right M. Drayton To be huge is to be deadly sicke I. Marston O blinded Greatnesse thou with thy turmoile Still selling happy life mak'st life a toile S. Daniel He that striues to manage mightie things Amidst his triumphes beares a troubled minde The greatest hope the greatest haruest brings And poore men in content there glory finde D. Lâ—dge The man that furthereth other men to thriue Of priuate greatnesse doth himselfe depriue Th. Storer Griefe Griefe all in sables sorrowfully clad Downe hanging his dull head with heauie cheare Yet inly beine more then seeming sad A paire of pincers in his hand he had With which he pinched people to the heart That from thenceforth a wretched life they lad In wilfull languor and consuming smart Dying each day with impair'd wounds of dolors dart Ed. Spencer Griefe onely makes his wretched state to see Euen like a toppe which nought but whipping moues This man this talking beast this walking tree Griefe is the stone which finest iudgements proues For who grieues not hath but a blockish braine Since cause of Griefe we cause from life remoues S. Ph. Sydney Griefes deadly sore Vnkindnes breeds vnkindnes fostereth hate Idem Griefe to it selfe most dreadfull doth appeare And neuer yet was sorrow voyd of feare But yet in death they both do hope the best M. Drayton Griefes be long liu'd and sorrowes seldome die Idem Griefe hath two tongues and neuer woman yet Could rule them both without tenne womens wit W. Shakespeare He oft findes medicine who his griefes imparts But double Griefe afflicts concealing harts As raging flames who striueth to suppresse Ed. Spencer Found neuer help who neuer could his griefe impart Idem No greater ease of heart the griefes to tell It daunteth all the dolours of the minde Our carefull hearts thereby great comfort finde I. H. Mir. of Mag. An Ouen that is stopt or Riuer staied Burneth more hotely swelleth with more rage So of concealed Griefe it may be said Free vent of words loues fier doth asswage But when the hearts atturney once is mute The Client breakes as desperate in his sute W. Shakespeare No one thing doth auaile man more To cure a griefe and perfectly to heale it Then if he do vnto some friends reueale it S. I. Harr. Transl Griefe it is inough to vexed wight To feele his fault and not be farther vext Fd. Spencer Some griefe shewes much of loue But much to griefe shewes still some want of wit W. Shakespeare Great griefe can not be told And can more easily be thought then found Ed. Sp. Paine Thou Paine the onely ghuest of loath'd constraint The child of curse mans weaknesse foster child Brother to woe and father of complaint Thou Paine thou loathed paine from heauen exild H. C. The scourge of life and deaths extreame disgrace The smoake of hel that monster 's called paine Idem The thing that grieuous were to do or beare Them to renew I wot breeds no delight Ed. Spencer True griefe is fond and testy as a childe Who wayward once his moode with nought agrees Old woes not infant sorrowes beare them milde Continuance tames the one the other wilde Like an vnpractiz'd swimmer plunging still With too much labour drownes for want of skill W. Shakespeare Paine paies the income of each precious thing W. Sh. Heauen From hence with grace and goodnesse compast round God ruleth blesseth keepeth all he wrought Aboue the aire the fire the sea and ground Our sense our wit our reason and our thought Where persons three with power and glory crownd Are all one God who made all things of nought Vnder whose feete subiected to his grace Sit nature fortune motion time and place This is the place from whence like smoake and dust Of this fraile world the wealth the pompe the power He tosseth humbleth turneth as he lust And guides our life our end our death and hower No eye how euer vertuous pure and iust Can view the brightnes of that glorious bower On euery side the blessed spirirs bee Equall in ioyes though differing in degree E. Fairfax Transl In this great temple richly bewtified Pau'd all with starres disperst on Saphire flower The Clarke is a pure Angell sanctified The Iudge our hie Messias full of power The Apostles his assistance euery hower The Iury Saints the verdit Innocent The Sentence Come ye blessed to my tent The speare that pierst his side the writing Pen Christes bloud the Inke red Inke for Princes name The vailes great breach the miracles for men The sight is shew of them that long dead came From their old graues restor'd to liuing fame And that last signet passing all the rest Our soules discharg'd by Consumatum est Here endlesse ioy is there perpetuall cheare Their exercise sweete songs of many parts Angells the quier whose symphonie to heare Is able to prouoke conceiuing harts To misconceiue of all inticing arts The dirty praise the subiect is the Lord That tunes their gladsome spirit to this accord Th. Storer What so the Heauens in their secret doombe Ordained haue how can fraile fleshly wight Forecast but it must needs to issue come Ed. Spencer What in the heauenly parliament aboue Is written by the finger of the first Mortalls may feele but neuer can remoue For they are subiect to the heauens worst I. Markham By mortall lawe the bond may be diuorced The heauens decrees by no meanes can be forced M. Drarton In vaine doth man contend against the Starres For what he seekes to make his wisedome marres S. Daniell Humane wishes neuer haue the power To hurt or hast the course of heauen one hower Th. Hudson Transl Experience proues and daily it is seene In vaine too vaine man striues against the heauens G. Gascoigne It is most true that eyes are bound to serue The inward part and that th'heauenly part Ought to be King from whose rules who doth swerue Rebelles to nature striue for their owne smart True that true bewtie vertue is indeed Whereof this bewtie can be but a shade Which elements with mortall mixture breed True that on earth we are but pilgrimes made And should in soule vp to our countrey moue S. Ph. Sydney Heauen is our home we are but straungers here M. Drayton The heauens earth and aire and seas and all Taught men to see but not to shunne their fall S. Daniell Things which presage both good and ill there bee Which heauen foreshewes yet will not let vs see M. Drayton From them comes good from them comes also ill That which they made who can them warne to spill Ed. Spencer In vaine be armes when heauen becomes thy foe Idem Looke when the heauens are to iustice bent All things be turn'd to our iust punishment Idem All powers
himselfe a litle world doth beare His soule the Monarch euer ruling there Where euer then his body do remaine He is a King that in himselfe doth raigne And neuer feareth fortunes hot'st alarmes That beares against her Patience for her armes M. Drayton The lesser pangs can beare who hath endur'd the chief Ed. Sp. What fortune hurts let Patience onely heale No wisedome with extremities to deale M. Dr. By patient sufferance could we mildly beare With fortune yet we equally might share And ouercomming that which all do feare By present cure preuent ensuing care Idem Who in distresse from resolution flies Is rightly said to yeeld to miseries That life is only miserable and vile From which faire Patience doth it selfe exile Idem Though eyes want sight of that they would see faine The thought yet sees and heart with patience likes it Long absence greeues thee when they meet againe Absence delights and doth more pleasant make it To serue and sue long time for little gaine So that all hope do not quite forsake it One may endure for when the paine is past Reward though long it staie yet comes at last S. I. H. Let Brontes and blacke Steropes Sweat at the Forge their hammers beating An houre will come they must affect their ease Though but while mettall's heating And after all their Aetnean ire Gold that is perfect will out-liue the fire For Fury wasteth As Patiend lasteth No armor to the Mind He is shoot-fire From Iniury That is not hurt not hee that is not hit So Fooles we see Oft scape their Imputation more through luck then wit B. Iohnson Passion Passion deuours but time digests our woe Passion beares hie when puffing witts do blowe But is indeed a to◠if not a toy True cause of euils and cause of caused th showe S. Phil. Sid They only aptest are for to reueale Their priuate passions who the same do feele D. Lodge None doth liue not passionate of loue ire mirth or griefe W. VVarner A man may not of passions iudge aright Except his mind be from all passions free Nor can a Iudge his office well acquite If he possest of either partie bee I. Dauies Parents It is as common as vnkind a fault In youth too subiect to this worlds assault To imitate admit and daily chuse Those errors which their lawlesse parents vse D. Lodge If damned dice the father doth affect The selfe-like folly doth his heire infect If lust to lust the sonne is to procliue If fraud by fraud his wanton race will thriue If surfit surfit is esteem'd no sin For youth perseuers as he doth begin Idem From damned deeds abstaine From lawlesse riots and from pleasures vaine If not regarding of thy owne degree Yet in behalfe of thy posteritie For we are docible to imitate Depraued pleasures though degenerate Be carefull therefore least thy sonne admit By eare or eye things filthy or vnfit Idem The Babe is blest that godly parent◠bred And sharpe-sweet tutors traine in louing dred But chiefly that in tender cradle bed With sincere milke of pietie is fed I. Syl. Charitable godly wise and continent were fit Should parents be so prosper they theirs and whom they beget W. Warner Oft we see men so fond and blinde To carry to their sonnes too much affection That when they seeme to loue they are vnkinde For they do hate a childe that spare correction S. I. H. Parents thoughts in loue oft steppe awry G. Peele Our parents age worse then our graund-syres bee We worse beget our children worse then wee Th. Storer Peace Mother of the liuing second nature Of th' elements fire water earth and aire The grace whereby men clime the heauenly chaire Whence voyd this world harbors no happie creature Piller of lawes religions pedestall Hope of the glory glory of the immortall Honor of cities pearle of kingdomes all The nurse of vertues Muses chiefe supportall Patron of arts of good the speciall spring I. Syluester Heauens sacred nymph faire goddesse that renuest The golden age and brightly now revewest Our cloudy skie making our fields to smile Hope of the vertuous horror of the vile Virgin vnseene in France this many a yeare O blessed peace we bid thee welcome heere Idem O holy peace by thee are only found The passing ioyes that euery where abound G. Gascoigne Transl Most sacred peace Doth nourish vertue and fast friendship breeds Weak she makes strong strong things does increase Till it the pitch of highest praise exceeds Braue be her warres and honorable deeds By which she tryumphs ouer ire and pride And wins an Oliue garland for their meeds Ed. Spencer Peace doth depend on reason warre on force The one is humane honest and vpright The other brutish fostered by despight The one extreame concluded with remorse The other all iniustice doth diuorce D. Lodge Peace brings in pleasure pleasure breeds excesse Excesse procureth want want worse distresse Distresse contempt contempt is not repaired Till liuelesse death determine hope dispaired Idem Warres greaest woes and miseries increase Flowes frō the surfets which we take in peace B. Iohn Pleasure Physche in stedfast loue and happie state With Cupid liues and hath him borne a childe Pleasure that doth both Gods and men aggrate Ed. Spencer Most easie is the way and passage plaine To Pleasures pallace it may soone be spide And day and night her doores to all stand open wide Idem Her face was wan a leane and withered skin Her stature scant three horsloaues did exceed Her haire was gray of hue and very thin Her teeth were gone her gummes seru'd in their steed No space there was betweene her nose and chin Her noysome breath contagion would breed In fine of her it might haue well bene said In Nestors youth she was a prettie maid S. I. Harr. O poysoned hooke that lurkes in sugred bait O Pleasures vaine that in this world are found Which like a subtill theefe do lie in wait To swallow man in sinke of sin profound Idem Reuels daunces maskes and merry howers Forerun faire loue strowing her way with flowers W. Sha. O Pleasure thou the very lure of sin The roote of woe our youths deceitfull guide A shop where all infected persons bin The bait of lust the instrument of pride Inchaunting Circes smoothing couert guile Alluring Syren flattering Crocodile M. Drayton Pleasures be poore and our delights be dead When as a man doth not enioy the head Idem Neuer haue vniust pleasures bene compleat In ioyes intire but still feare kept the dore And held backe something from that hell of sweet To inter sowre vnsure delights the more For neuer did all circumstances meet With those desires which were conceiu'd before Something must still be left to cheare our sin And giue a touch of what should not haue bin S. Daniell Pleasure is felt opinion but conceiu'd Idem In feare her arts are learned now a daies To counterfait their haire and paint their skin But
all vertue it may seeme vnapt Yet will it shew some sparkes of gentle minde And at the last breake forth in his owne proper kinde Ed. Spencer Gentrie True Gentrie standeth in the trade Of vertuous life not in the fleshly line For bloud is knit but Gentrie is diuine I. H. M. of M. Aboue cognizance or armes or pedigree farre An vnspotted coate is like a blazing starre G. Gascoigne Kind Amalthea was transformd by Ioue Into his sparkling pauement for his loue Though but a goate and giuing him her milke Bazenes is flinty Gentrie soft as silke In heauen she liues and rules a liuing signe In humane bodies yet not so diuine That she can worke her kindnes in our hearts G. Chapman The true Gentilitie by their owne armes Aduance themselues the falls by others harmes Th. Bastard Gluttonie By his side rode loathsome Gluttonie Deformed creature on a filthy swine His belly was vpblowen with luxurie And eke with fatnes swollen were his eine And like a Crane his necke was long and fine With which he swallowed vp excessiue feast For want of which poore people oft did pine And all the way most like a brutish swine He spued vp his gorge that all did him detest Ed. Spencer Fat paunches haue leane pates and daintie bits Make rich the ribs but bankrout quite the wits W. Shakespeare Your appetites O gluttons to content The sacred breast of Thetis blew is rent The aire must be dispeopled for your mawes The Phoenix sole can scarce escape your clawes Th. Hudson Transl Of little nature liues superfluous meate But dulls the spirit and doth the stomacke freate Idem VVho fareth finest doth but feed and ouerfeedeth oft Who sleepeth softest doth but sleep and sometimes ouersoft VV. vvarner Excesse doth worke accesse to sinne Idem O plague O poyson to the warlike state Thou mak'st the noble hearts effeminate While Rome was rul'd by Curioes and Fabrices Who fed on rootes and sought not for delices And when the onely Cressons was the foode Most delicate to Persia then they stoode In happie state renown'd in peace and warre And through rhe world their triumphs spread a farre But when they after in th'Assirian hall Had heard the lessons of Sardanopall And when the other giuen to belly-cheare By Galbaes Neroes Vitels gouern'd were Who gloried more to fill a costly plate Then kill a Pirrhus or a Mithridate Then both of them were seene for to be sacked By nations poore whom they before had wracked Th. Hudson Transl O glutton throates O greedie guts profound The chosen meates which in the world his bound By th' Abderois inuented may not stanch Nor satisfie your foule deuouring panch But must in Moluke seeke the spices fine Canary suger and the Candy wine Idem Fatnesse by nature not immoderate Kils not the wit quels not the mindes estate But fatnes by intemperance increast When liuing man resembseth loathsome beast And belly cheare with greedie gluttonie Is held the fulnesse of felicitie This maketh men addicted to the same Dull in conceit grosse minded worthy blame Of such do Basis Galen Plato write That fattest belly hath the weakest sprite D. Lodge O short ô dangerous madnesse That in thy rage doest trustie Clytus smother By his deare friend Panthea by his mother Phrenzie that makes the vaunter insolent The talkefull blab cruell and violent The fornicator waxe adulterous Th' adulterer to become incestuous With thy plagues leuen swelling all our crimes Blinde shamelesse senslesse quenching oftentimes The soule within it selfe and oft defames The holiest men with execrable flames I. Siluester Like as the must beginning to reboyle Makes his new vessell wood-bands to recoyle Lifts vp his lees and spues with fuming vent From this tubbes ground his scumming excrement So ruinist thou thy hoast and foolishly From his hearts bottome driu'st all secrecy Idem Good name The voyce that goeth of your vnspotted fame Is like a tender flowre that with the blast Of euery little winde doth fade away G. Gascoigne Transl The purest treasure mortall times affoord Is spotlesse reputation that away Men are but guilded trunkes or painted clay W. Shakespeare You cannot be too curious of you name Fond show of ill though still the mind be chaste Decaies the credit oft that Ladies had Sometimes the place presumes a wanton minde Repaire sometimes of some doth hurt their honour Sometimes the light and garish proud attire Perswades a yeelding bent of pleasing youthes G. Gascoigne Goodnesse Euen with Goodnesse men grow discontent Where allare ripe to fall and vertue spent S. Daniell Good things may scarce appeare But passe away with speedie wing M. Roydon Of God I am that one is was and aye shall be Who create all of nought as pleaseth me I can destroy I am the great and iust The faire the good the holy one to trust Whose strong right hand this world hath set in frame I plague my foe and graunt my seruants grace All those that knowledge me and all their race Th. Hudson Transl How soeuer things in likelyhood discent In birth life death our God is first the middle and euent And not what he can do he will but what he will he can And that he do or do it not behoues vs not to scan VV. VVarner God first made Angels bodilesse pure mindes Then other things which mindlesse bodies bee Last he made man the Horizon twixt both kindes In whom we do the worlds abtidgement see I. Dauies How fond is that man in his fantasie Who thinkes that Ioue the maker of vs all The Sunne the Moone the Starres celestiall So that no leafe without his leaue can fall Hath not in him omnipotence also To guide and gouerne all things here below G. Gascoigne Transl Heauen is his seate Th' earth his footestoole and the prison great Of Plutoes raigne where damned soules are shut Is of his anger euermore the but. I. Syluester Transl Full hard it is to read aright The secret meaning of the eternall might That rules mans waies and rules the thoughts of liuing wight Ed. Spencer The man of earth sounds not the seas profound Of Gods deepe iudgements where there is no ground Let soberrâ—esse be still thy wisedomes end Admiring that thou canst not comprehend I. Syluester Tran. Vnder his feete subiected to his grace Sit nature fortune motion time and place Ed. Fairfax Tran. Is there care in heauen is there loue In the heauenly spirits to these creatures base That may compassion of their euils moue There is els much more wretched were the case Of men then beasts but ô the exceeding grace Of highest God that loues his creature so And all his workes with mercy doth imbrace That blessed Angels he sends too and fro To serue to wicked man to serue his wicked foe Ed. Spencer Our gracious God makes scant waight of displeasure And spreads his mercy without waight or measure I. Syluester The eternall power that guides the earthly frame And serues him with the
compelled be and cannot chuse How can it gratefull or thanke worthy proue Loue must free harted be and voluntary And not enchaunted or by fate constrain'd Nor like that loue which did Vlisses carry To Circes Ile with mightie charmes I. Dauies Where heate of Loue doth once possesse the hart There cares oppresse the minde with wondrous ill Wit runnes awrie not fearing subtill smart And fond desire doth euer maister will The belly neither cares for meate nor drinke Nor ouerwatched eyes desite to winke Footesteps are false and wauering too and fro The brightsome flower of beautie fades away Reason retires and pleasure brings in woe And wisedome yeeldeth place to blacke decay Councell and fame and friendship are condemned And bashful shame and Gods themselues conteÌ„ned Watchfull suspect is kindled with dispaire Inconstant hope is often drownd in feares What folly hurts not fortune can repaire And miserie doth swim in seas of teares Long vse of life is but a liuing foe As gentle death is onely end of woe Th. Watson Vnlawfull meanes doth make loue lawfull gaine He speakes most true when he the most doth faine M. Drayton As many bees as Hybla daily sheelds As many frie as fleet in Oceans face As many heards as on the earth do trace As many flowers as deckt the fragrant fields As many starres as glorious heauen containes As many cloudes as wayward winter weepes As many plagues as hell enclosed keepes So many griefes in Loue so many paines Suspicions thoughts desires opinions praiers Mislikes misdeeds fond ioyes and fained peace Illusions dreames great paines and small encrease Vowes hope acceptance scornes and deepe dispaires D. Lodge The gnawing enuie the heartfretting feare The vaine surmises the distinctfull shewes The false reports that flying tales do beare The doubts the dangers the delaies the woes The fained friends the vnexpected foes With thousand more then any tongue can tell Do make a Louers life a wretches hell Ed. Spencer T is folly by our wisest worldlings prou'd If not to gaine by loue to be belou'd B. Ihonson Against Loues fier feares frost hath dissolution W. Shakespeare Greater conquest of hard Loue he gaines That workes it to his will then he that it constraines Ed. Spencer â—nto a Knight there is no greater shame â—hen lightnes and inconstancie in loue Idem â—oues weeping flames by reason do subdue â—efore their rage grow to so great vnrest â—s miserable louers vse to rue â—hich stil wax old in woes whil'st woe stil waxeth new Ed. Spencer Old Loue is litle worth when new is more preferd Idem Who can shew all his loue can loue but lightly S. Daniell No man from the monarch loue by wit or weapoÌ„ flies W. Warner Loftie Loue doth loathe a lowly eye Ed. Spencer Loue thriues not in the heart that shadowes dreadeth W. Shakespeare Gather I say the Rose while it is time For soone comes age that will her pride deflame Gather the Rose of Loue while yet is time Whil'st louing thou mai'st loued be with equall aime Ed. Sp. O learne to loue the lesson is but plaine And once made perfect neuer lost againe VV. Shakespeare Louers their loued Ladies loues to gaine Promise protest and sweare without regard That God doth see and know their falshood still And can and shall reuenge it at his will Their oathes but words their words are all but wind Vttered in heart and with like heart forgotten As bundles are trust vp coards all rotten Coinesse is nought but worst to be too kind Men care not for the good that soone is gotten But women of their wits may chiefly boast That are made wiser by an others cost S. I. H. He that bindes himselfe in worthy bands Although his shew but grace him small Although he finde no fauour at her hands Sharp words coy lookes small thanks hope none at all Though more and more aloofe from him she stands Yet for his heart and thoughts be highly placed He must not mourne although he die disgraced Idem Dumbe Swans not chattering Pies do Louers proue They loue indeed who dare not say they loue S. Ph. Sydney The Louer and beloued are not tied to one Loue. VV. Sh. He that on Loues blind snares once sets his foote Seemeth to draw it backe but findes it caught And madnesse meere in Loue to ouershoote The foole hath felt the wise hath euer taught And though in all alike it take not roote Yet all shall finde Loue is a thing of nought For sure it is an open signe of madnesse To haue an others pleasure breed thy sadnesse S. I. Harrington The birds their beake the lion hath his taile And louers nought but sighes and bitter moane The spotlesse force of fancie to assaile D. Lodge Sweete are the kisses the embracements sweete When like desires and affections meete For from the earth to heauen is Cupid raised Where fancie is in equall ballance peized Ch. Marlowe Foule words and frownes must not repell a Louer What though the Rose hath prickles yet t is pluckt Were bewtie vnder twentie locks kept fast Yet Loue breakes through and breakes them all at last W. Shakespeare Louers houres are long though seeming short If pleasde themselues others they delight In such like circumstance with such like sport Their copious stories oftentimes begun End without audience and are neuer done Idem A Louer may bestride the Gossamours That Idles in the wanton sommer aire And yet not full so light is vanitie Idem The Dutch in loue is proude Italians enuious The French man full of mirth the Spanyard furious Magicke Three kindes there are for natures skill The first they naturall do name In which by hearbes and stones they will Worke wondrous things and worthy fame The next is Mathematicall Where Magicke workes by nature so That brazen heads make speake it shall Of woods birds bodies flie and go The third Veneficall by right Is named for by it they make The shape of bodies chang'd in sight And their formes on them to take M. of M. Oh who can tell The hidden power of hearbes and might of magicke skill Ed. Spencer Man In time conuenient this world Almightie created And it a large theater to behold his glory appointed Which wheÌ„ he had with store of treasures richly replenisht And with aboundant grace causd euery part to be furnisht Man was made at length Adam was quickly created Most perfect creature and like to the mightie Creator Good wit immortall of mankind only beginner But proud ambition the serpent craftily cloaking With curst and bitter sweete his cankred poyson abounding Adam dispossest of pleasant beautifull harbors Adams heart possest with most vnspeakable horrors Man was mard at length Adam was fouly defaced Last worke and lost worke Adam was filthily fowled Most cursed creature vnlike to the mightie Creator Bad foolish mortall of mankind only the murderer A. France Vile man begot of clay and borne of dust Ed. Fairfax Man composed first of slime Doth liue to lead his
must Be torturde with the racke of his owne frame For he that holds no faith shall finde no trust But sowing wrong is sure to reape the same Idem Cunning sinne being clad in vertues shape Flies much reproofe and many stormes doth scape D. Lodge Place for people people place and all for sinne decay vv vvarner To punish sinne is good it is no nay They wrecke not sinne but merit wrecke for sinne The fathers fault that wreake vpon the kin M. of M. The sinne to which a man by loue is driuen So much rhe rather ought to be forgiuen S. I. H. Slaunder Her face was vgly and her mouth distort Foming with poyson round about her gils In which her cursed tongue full sharpe and short Appeard like Aspes sting that closely kils Or cruelly does wound whom so she wils A distaffe in her other hand she had Vpon the which she litle spins but spils And faine to weaue false tales and leasings bad To throw amongst the gods which others had dispred Ed. Sp. Her nature is all goodnesse to abuse And causelesse crimes continually to frame With which she guiltlesse persons may abuse And stole away the crowne of her good name Ne euer knight so bold ne euer dame So chaste and loyall liu'd but she would striue With forged cause them falsly to defame Ne euer thing was done so well aliue But she with blame would blot and of due praise depriue Idem All like the stings of Asps that kill with smart Her spightfull words do pierce and wound the inner part Idem Foule canker of faire vertuous action Vile blaster of rhe fresh bloomes here on earth Enuies abhorred child detraction I. Marston Happie is he that liues in such a sort That need not feare the tongues of false report E. of S. The vulgar tongues are armed euermore With slaunderous brute to blemish the renowne Of vertuous dames which though at first it spring Of slender cause yet doth it swell so fast As in short space it filleth euery eare With swift report of vndeserued blame G. Gascoigne It euer hath bene knowne They other vertues scorne that doubt their owne S. Daniell No plaister heales a deadly poysoned sore No secret hid where slaunder keepes the dore M. Drayton Against bad tongues goodnesse cannot defend her Those be most free from faults they least will spare But prate of them whom they haue scantly knowne Iudging their humours to be like their owne S. I. H. Slaunder once set on foot though false is talkt in euery street VV. VVarner No wound with warlike hand of enemie Inflict with dint of sword so sore doth light As doth the poysonous sting which infamie Infuseth in the name of noble wight It neuer can recured be againe Ne all the skill which that immortall spright Of Podalyrius did in it retaine Can remedie such hurts such hurts are hellish paine Ed. Sp. A sprightly wit disdaines detraction I. Marston Backbiting pens and pens that sooth vp sinne â—nuious the one th' other clawbacks binne I. Syl. Sleepe Amidst a darke thicke wood there is a caue Whose entrance is with Iuie ouerspread They haue no light within nor none they craue â—ere Sleepe doth couch her ouerdrowsie head â—nd sloath lies by that seemes the goute to haue â—nd Idlenes not so well taught as fed â—hey point forgetfulnes the gate to keepe â—hat none come out or in to hinder Sleepe â—he knowes no meanes of men ne none will learne â—heir messages she list not vnderstand She knowes no busines doth her concerne Silence is Sentinell of all this band And vnto those he comming doth discerne To come too neere he beckens with his hand He treadeth soft his shooes are made of felt His garment short and girded with a belt S. I. H. By care lay heauie sleepe the couzen of death Flat on the ground and still as any stone A very corps saue yeelding forth a breath Small keepe tooke he whom fortune frownd on Or whom she lifted vp into the throne Of high renowne but as a liuing death So dead aliue of life he drew the breath M. Sack A drowsie head to earth by dull desire Draws downe the soule that should to heauen aspire Writing these later lines wearie well-nie Of sacred Pallas pleasing labour deare Mine humble chin saluteth oft my brest With an Ambrosian deawe mine eies possest By peece-meale close all moouing powers die still From my dull fingers drops my fainting quill Downe in my sloath-bound bed againe I shrinke And in darke Laethe all deepe cares I sinke I. Syl. Solitarinesse Sweete solitarie life thou true repose Wherein the wise contemplate heauen aright In thee no dread of warre or worldly foes In thee no pompe seduceth mortall sight In thee no wanton eares to winne with words Nor lurking toies which silly life affords D.L. Souldiers O Souldiers enuie neere ally to Kings Maiesticke humour carefull iealous thought Thou which awak'st vs from ignoble things A passion nearest to a godhead brought Onely indefinite to whom none brings Limit or bound thou greater then our thought Who holds thee holds a power to make him able Who looses then becomes most miserable I. Mark None is so poore of sence and eine To whom a souldier doth not shine G. Chap. No elegancie can bewtifie A shamelesse lumpe of gluttonie His heart sweete Cupids tents reiects That onely meate and drinke affects O Flora all mens intellects Know souldiers power such respects Meere helpes for need his minde sufficeth Dull sleepe and surfets he despiseth Loues trumpe his temples exerciseth Courage and loue his life compriseth Idem Soule He that spread the skies And fixt the earth first form'd the soule in man This true Prometheus first made men of earth And shead in him a beame of heauenly fier Now in their mothers wombes before their birth Doth in all sonnes of men their soules inspire And as Minerua is in fables fainde From Ioue without an other to proceed So our true Ioue without an others aide Doth daily millions of Mineruaes breed I Dauies Like as the sunne aboue the light doth bring Though we behold it in the aire belowe So from the eternall light the soule doth spring Though in the body she her powers do showe Idem The soule a substance and a body is Which God himselfe doth in the body make Which makes the man or euery man from this The nature of a man and name doth take And though the spirit be to the body knit As an apt meane her power to exercise Which are life motion sense and will and wit Yet she suruiues although the body dies Shee is a substance and a reall thing Which hath it selfe an actuall working might Which neither from the senses power doth spring Nor from the bodies humours tempered right She is a vine which doth no propping need To make her spread her selfe or spring vpright She is a starre whose beames do not proceed From any sinne but from a natiue light Idem She is
a spirit and an heauenly influence Which from the fountaine of Gods spirit doth flowe Shee 's a spirit yet not like aire nor winde Nor like the spirits about the heart or braine Nor like the spirits which Alchimists definde When they in euery thing seeke gold in vaine Idem To shew her powerfull deitie Her sweete Endimion more to beautifie Into his soule the goddesse doth infuse The fierie Nature of an heauenly Muse Which the spirit labouring by the mind Partaketh of celestiall things by kind For why the soule being diuine alone Exempt from grosse and vild corruption Of heauenly secrets incomprehensible Of which the dull flesh is not sensible And by one onely powerfull facultie Yet gouerneth a multiplicitie Being essentiall vniforme in all Not to be seuered or diuiduall But in her function holdeth her estate By powers diuine in her ingenerate And so by inspiration conceiueth What heauen to her by diuination breatheth M. Drayton Like as the soule doth rule the earthlie masse And all the seruice of the body frame So loue of soule doth loue of body passe No lesse then perfect gold surmounts the meanest brasse Ed. Spencer Euerie good motion that the soule awakes A heauenly figure sees from whence it takes That sweetelesse bloome which by power of kinde Formes like it selfe an image of the mind And in our faith the operations be Of that diuinesse which by fayth wee see Which neuer erres but accidentally By our fraile fleshes in becilitie By each temptation ouer-apt to slide Except our spirit becomes our bodyes guide For as our bodyes prisons bee the towres So to our soules these bodyes be of ours Whose fleshly walles hinder that heauenly light As these stone walles depriue our wished sight Idem As Phoebus throwes His beames abroade though hee in clouds bee clos'd Still glauncing by them till she finde oppos'd A loose and rorid vapour that is fit T'euent his searching beames and vseth it To forme a twentie coloured eie Cast in a circle round about the skie So when our fierie soule our bodies starre That euer is in motion circular Conceiues a form in seeking to display it Through all our cloudy parts it doth conuey it Forth at the eye as the most pregnant place And that reflects it round about the face Idem Like as the moysture which the thirstie earth Sucks from the Sea to fill her emptie vaines From out her wombe at last doth take a birth And runnes a nymph along the grassie plaines Long doth shee stay as loth to leaue the land From whose soft side she first did issue make She tasts all places turnes to euerie hand Her flowing bankes vnwilling to forsake Yet nature so her streames doth leade and carrie As that her course doth make no finall stay Till shee her selfe vnto the Ocean marrie Within whose watrie bosome first shee lay Euen so our soule within this earthly mould The spirit doth secretly infuse Because at first shee doth the earth behold And onely this materiall world shee viewes At first our mother earth shee holdeth deere And doth imbrace the world and worldly things She flies close to the ground and houers heere And mounts not vp with her celestiall wings Yet vnder heauen shee cannot light on ought That with her heauenly nature doth agree She cannot rest she cannot fixe her thought She cannot in this world contented bee I. Dauies When the soule findes heere no true content And like Noahs Doue can no sure footing take She doth returne from whence shee first was sent And flies to him that first her wings did make Idem Heuen waxeth old and all the spheres aboue Shall one day faynt and their swift motion stay And time it selfe shall cease in time to mooue Onely the soule suruiues and liues for aye Idem When as the soule is drowned once in vice The sweete of sinne makes hell a Paradice M Drayton â—s is the fable of the Lady faire VVhich for her lust was turnde into a cow VVhen thirstie to a streame she did repaire And saw her selfe transformde she knew not how At first she startles and she stands amazd And loathes the watry glasse wherein she gazd At last for terror she from thence doth flie And shunnes it still though she for thirst doe die Euen so mans soule which did Gods image beare And was at first faire good and spotlesse pure Since with her sinnes her beauties blotted were Doth of all sights her owne sight least indure For euen at first reflecting she espies Such strange Chimeraes and such monsters there Such toyes such antickes and such vanities As she retyres and shrinks for shame and feare I. Dauis Euen as the man loues least at home to bee That hath a sluttish house haunted with spirits So she impatient her owne faults to see Turnes from her selfe and in strange things delights Idem T is a sacred cure To salue the soules dread wounds omnipotent That nature is that cures the impotent Euen in a moment sure grace is infusde By diuine fauour nor by actions vsde Which is as permanent as heauens blisse To them that haue it then no habit is I. Marston That learned Father which so firmely prooues The soule of man immortall and diuine And doth the seuerall offices define Anima Giues her that name as she the body moues Amor. Then is shee loue imbracing charitie Animus Mouing a will in vs it is the mind Mens Retaining knowledge still the same in kind Memoria As intellectuall it is the memorie Ratio In iudging Reason onely is her name Sensus In speedie apprehension it is Sence Conscientia In right or wrong men call her Conscience Spiritus The Spirit when to Godward it doth inflame These of the soule the seuerall functions bee M. Drayton Like as two bellowes blowne turne by turne By little and little make cold coles to burne And then their fire inflamde with glowing heate An iron barre which on the Anuile beate Seemes no more yron but flies almost all In hissing sparkles and quicke-bright cinders small So the worlds soule should in our soule inspire Th' eternall force of an eternall fire And then our soule as forme breathe in our corse Her countlesse numbers and heauens turned force Wherewith our bodyes beautie beautified Should like our deathlesse soule haue neuer died I. Syluester Of Sorrow In blacke all clad there fell before my face A ptiteous wight whom woe had all forewast Forth on her eyes the cristall teares out brast And sighing fore her hands shee wrung and fold Tare all her haire that ruth was to behold Her body small sore withered and fore spent As is the stalke that summers drought opprest Her welked face with wofull teares besprent Her colour pale as it seemed her best In woe and plaint reposed was her rest And as the stone that drops of water weares So dented were her cheekes with fall of teares Her eyes swollen with flowing streames afloate Wherewith her lookes throwne vp full pitiously Her