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A84701 Virtus rediviva a panegyrick on our late King Charles the I. &c. of ever blessed memory. Attended, with severall other pieces from the same pen. Viz. [brace] I. A theatre of wits: being a collection of apothegms. II. FÅ“nestra in pectore: or a century of familiar letters. III. Loves labyrinth: a tragi-comedy. IV. Fragmenta poetica: or poeticall diversions. Concluding, with a panegyrick on his sacred Majesties most happy return. / By T.F. Forde, Thomas. 1660 (1660) Wing F1550; Thomason E1806_1; ESTC R200917 187,771 410

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Duke of Britanny Son to John the 5th when he was spoken unto for a marriage between him and Isabel a Daughter of Scotland and some told him she was but meanly brought up and without any instruction of learning answered He loved her the better for it and that a woman was wise enough if she could but make difference between the shirt and doublet of her husband Demosthenes companions in their Embassage to Philip praised their Prince to be fair eloquent and a good quaffer Demosthenes said They were commendations rather fitting a woman an advocate and a spunge than a King Theodorus answered Lysimachus who threatned to kill him Thou shalt do a great exploit to come to the strength of a cantharides Aristotle being upbraided by some of his friends that he had been over-merciful to a wicked man I have indeed quoth he been merciful towards the man but not towards his wickedness When an Epigramatist read his Epigrams in an Auditory one of the hearers stopt him and said Did not I hear an Epigram to this purpose from you last year Yes says he it 's like you did But is not that vice still in you this year which last years Epigram reprehended Some came and told Philopoemen the enemies are with us To whom he answered and why say you not that we are with them When Sicily did curse Dionysius by reason of his cruelty there was onely one old woman that pray'd God to lengthen his life Whereat Dionysius wondering asked her for what good turn she should do that She Answered That it was not love but fear for said she I knew your Grandfather a great tyrant and the people desired his death then succeeded your Father more cruel than he and now your self worse far than them both so that I think if you die the Devil must come next Pompey being in Sicily pressing the Mammertines to acknowledge his authority they sought to avoid it pretending that they had Priviledges and ancient Decrees of the people of Rome To whom Pompey answered in choler Will you plead Law unto us who have our swords by our sides When Lewis the 11th demanded of Brezay Senescall of Normandy the reason why he said that his horse was great and strong being but little and of a weak stature For that answered Brezay he carries you and all your counsel He said That if he had entred his Reign otherwise than with fear and severity he had serv'd for an example in the last Chapter of Boccace his book of unfortunate Noblemen Considering that Secrecy was the Soul and Spirit of all Designes He said sometimes I would burn my Hat if it knew what was in my Head He remembring to have heard King Charls his Father say that Truth was sick He added I believe that since she is dead and hath not found any Confessor Mocking at one that had many Books and little learning He said That he was like unto a crook-back't man who carries a great bunch at his back and never sees it Seeing a Gentleman which carried a goodly chain of gold He said unto him that did accompany him You must not touch it for it is Holy Shewing that it came from the spoil of Churches On a time seeing the Bishop of Chartre mounted on a Mule with a golden bridle He said unto him that in times past Bishops were contented with an Ass and a plain halter The Bishop answered him That it was at such times as Kings were shepherds and did keep shee● Abdolominus a poor man rich in plenty except plenty of riches to whom Alexander of Macedon proffering the Kingdom of Sydon who before was but a gardiner was by him refused saying That he would take no care to lose that which he cared not to enjoy When one told a Reverend Bishop of a young man that Preached twice every Lords day besides some Exercising in the week-days It may be said he he doth talk so often but I doubt he doth not Preach To the like effect Queen Elizabeth said to the same Bishop when She had on the Friday heard one of those talking Preachers much commended by some-body and the Sunday after heard a well labour'd Sermon that smel● of the candle I pray said she let me have your bosome-Sermons rather than your lip-Sermons for when the Preacher takes paines the auditory takes profit When Dr. Day was Dean of Windsor there was a Singing-man in the Quire one Wolner a pleasant fellow famous for his eating rather than his singing Mr. Dean sent a man to him to reprove him for not singing with his fellows the messenger that thought all worshipful that wore white Surplices told him Mr. Dean would pray his worship to sing Thank Mr. Dean quoth Wolner and tell him I am as merry as they that sing A Husbandman dwelling near a Judge that was a great builder and comming one day among divers of other neighbours some of stone some of tinn the Steward as the manner of the Country was provided two tables for their dinners for those that came upon request powder'd beef and perhaps venison for those that came for hire poor-John and apple-pyes And having invited them in his Lordships name to sit down telling them one board was for them that came in love the other was for those that came for money this husbandman and his hind sate down at neither the which the Steward imputing to simplicity repeated his former words again praying them to sit down accordingly But he answered He saw no table for him for he came neither for love nor money but for very fear Scipio being made General of the Roman Army was to name his Quaestor or Treasurer for the Wars whom he thought fit being a place in those dayes as is now of great importance One that took himself to have a special interest in Scipio's favour was an earnest suitor for it but by the delay mistrusting he should have a denial he importuned him one day for an answer Think not unkindness in me said Scipio that I delay you thus for I have been as earnest with a friend of mine to take it and yet cannot prevail with him A pleasant Courtier and Servitor of King Henry the 8ths to whom the King had promised some good turn came and pray'd the King to bestow a living on him that he had found our worth 100 l. by the year more than enough Why said the King we have no such in England Yes Sir said he the Provostship of Eaton for said he he is allowed his diet his lodging his hors-meat his servants wages his riding-charge and 100 l. per annum besides Ellmar Bishop of London dealing with one Maddox about some matters concerning Puritanisme and he had answered the Bishop somewhat untowardly and thwartly the Bishop said to him Thy very name expresseth thy nature for Maddox is thy name and thou art as mad a beast as ever I talked with The other not long to seek of an answer By your favour
table would say Behold Diogenes also hath his parasites Lewis the 10th was wont to brag of his own Kingdom of France that it far exceeded all other Kingdoms wanting but one thing and being requested to know what that was he answered Truth The great Antiochus brought Hannibal to his treasures and shewed him his gold his silver his wealth and treasures and asked him if all that would not please the Romans Yea said Hannibal it would please the Romans but not satisfie the Romans A Councellor of State said to his Master the King of Spain that now is upon occasion Sir I will tell your Majesty thus much for your comfort your Majesty hath but two enemies whereof the one is all the World and the other is your own Ministers Domitian perceiving many of his Predecessors in the Empire to be hated asked one how he might so rule as not to be hated the party answered Tu fac contra By not doing what they did When M. Cicero stood for the Consulship of Rome Q. Cicero wished him to meditate on this Novus sum Consulatam peto Roma est Alexander having a souldier of his name that was a coward He bad him either leave off the name of Alexander or be a souldier A brave Roman Captain told his souldiers That if they could not conquer Britain yet they would get possession of it by laying their bones in it It was a smart answer which Mr. Durant a witty and learned Minister of the Reformed Church of Paris gave a Lady of suspected chastity and since revolted when she pretended the hadness of the Scripture Why said he Madam What can be more plain then Thou shalt not commit adultery It was the saying of the dying Emperor Julian He that would not die when he must and he that would die when he must not are both of them cowards alike Aristippus told the Sailers that wondred why he was not as well as they afraid in the storms that the odds was much For they feared the torments due to a wicked life and he expected the rewards of a good one It was cold comfort Diogenes gave a lewd liver that banished complained he should die in a forreign soil Be of good cheer man wheresoever thou art the way to hell is the same It was the admonition of dying Otho to Cocceius Neither too much to remember nor altogether to forget that Caesar was his Vncle Isocrates of a Scholar full of words asked a double Fee One he said to learn him to speak well another to teach him to hold his peace Euripides when he brings in any woman in his tragedies makes them alwayes bad Sophocles in his tragedies maketh them alwayes good whereof when Sophocles was asked the reason he made this answer Euripides saith he represents women as they be I represent them as they ought to be Sir Henry Wotton was wont to say of Sir Philip Sydneys wit that it was the very measure of congruity Having in Italy acquaintance with a pleasant Priest who invited him one evening to hear their Vesper musick at Church the Priest seeing Sir Henry standing obscurely in a corner sends to him by a boy this question writ in a small piece of paper Where was your Religion to be found before Luther To which Sir Henry Wotton presently under-writ My Religion was to be found then where yours is not to be found now in the written word of God To another that asked him whether a Papist may be saved He replied You may be saved without knowing that look to your self To another that was still railing against the Papists he gave this advice Pray Sir forbear till you have studied the points better for the wise Italians have this Proverb He that understands amiss concludes worse To one being designed for the office of an Embassador requesting from him some experimental rules for his prudent and safe carriage in his Negotiation Sir Henry Wotton gave this for an infallible Aphorisme That to be in safety himself and serviceable to his Country he should alwayes and upon all occasions speak the truth for said he you shall never be believed and by this meanes your truth will secure your self if you shall ever be called to any account and it will also put your adversaries who will still hunt counter to a loss in all their disquisitions and undertakings He directed this sentence onely to be inscribed on his Tomb-stone Hic jacet hujus sententiae Author Disputandi pruritus fit Ecclesiarum scabies Bolislaus the 4th King of Poland who bearing the picture of his Father hanged about his neck in a plate of gold when he was to speak or doe any thing of importance he took his picture and kissing it said Dear Father I wish I may not doe any thing remissly unworthy of thy name A gentile spirit said to an old man who caused his grisly hairs to be painted with the lustre of green youth Poor fool although thou couldst deceive the whole world with thy hair yet death well knoweth they are grey Sit te Proserpina canem It is said a French King enquiring one day of a Wise-man after divers instructions to govern himself and guide his Kingdome this Wise-man took a fair large sheet of paper and for an infinite number of precepts which others use to produce upon this subject he onely wrote this word Modus measure or mean One who having lived free from the bonds of mariage caused to be set on his Tomb Vixit sine impedimento He lived without hinderance A mother grieving for the death of her son said That all her evil came from loving too much what she might lose Amabam miser a periturum c. An old humourist vapouring once that women had no souls was answered by a modest Lady Sure Sir you are deceived for I can produce a good text to the contrary My soul doth magnifie the Lord and it was a woman that spoke it Isocrates had an excellent wit notwithstanding finding himself destitute of countenance gesture and confidence he never durst to speak in publique contenting himself to teach even to his decrepit dayes and commonly saying He taught Rhetorick for a 1000 Rials but would give more than 10000 to him who would teach him confidence It was the saying of Lewis the French King to Henry the third of England who asking him in those times of implicit faith whether he would goe sooner to the Eucharist or to a Sermon He answered I had rather see my friend than hear him onely spoken of One said that Aristotles School was a great Scold It was not said improperly of him who having passed his grand Climacterique That he was got loose from his unruly passions as from so many lyons and wolves A French Baron not long since meeting two Capuchins going bare-foot in cold frosty weather with their scrips upon their backs a begging and knowing them to be Gentlemen of a good Family he said How grossly are these men cozen'd if there
conceive the reason you would then admire them your self One told a Grecian Statist who had excellently deserved of the City he lived in that the City had chosen 24 Officers and yet left him out I am glad saith he the City affords 24 abler ●han my self When one of Antipaters friends who was an imperious and tyrannous Governor commended him to Alexander for his moderation that he did not degenerate into the Persian pride in the use of Purple but kept the ancient habit of Macedon of black True saith Alexander but Antipater is all purple within Alexander when he gave large gifts to his friends and servants and one asked him what he did reserve for himself He answered Hope One asked a grave Gentlewoman how her maids came by so good husbands and yet seldome went abroad Oh said she good husbands come home to them One having a shrewd wife yet loth to use her hardly awed her by telling her That he would beat her when he was dead Meaning that he would leave her no maintenance One complaining that never had father so undutiful a child as he had Yes said his son with less grace than truth my Grand-father had A Farmer rented a grange generally reported to be haunted with Fairies and paid a shrewd rent for the same at each half-years end Now a Gentleman asked him how he durst be so hardy as to live in the house and whether no Spirits did trouble him Truth said the farmer there be two Saints in heaven vex me more than all the Devils in hell namely the Virgin Mary and Michael the Arch-angel on which days he paid his rent When a Professor pressed an Answerer a better Christian than a Clerk with an hard argument Reverende Professor said he ingenuè confiteor me non posse respondere huic argumente To whom the Professor Rectè respondes When one told Latimer that the Cutler had cozend him in making him pay two pence for a knife not in those dayes worth a penny No quoth Latimer he cozened not me but his own Conscience When Buchanan lay on his death-bed King James sent to know how he did He returned this answer That he was going whither few Kings came Q. Metellus Pius to one wondring at what he intended to do and demanding of him what he meant Let alone saith he farther to enquire for if my shirt knew what I meant to doe I would burn it Pericles being requested by his souldiers to fight and that with vile reproachful terms replyed thus That if he could repair losses and recover life he would as gladly adventure as they But you see said he trees being cut they grow again but men once slain revive no more Henry the 4th King of France seeing the Chappel which the family of Bassom Pierre had builded and reading this verse of the Psalm which was set down for an Embleme Quid retribuam Domino pro omnibus quae retribuit mihi He said Bassom Pierre as a German should have added Calicem accipiam To one telling him that there is nothing doth sooner make those who are out of their wits to become temperate than the punishment which is inflicted upon them the King interrupted his speech and told him Mercy pardoneth those who have not deserved it and the juster that wrath is the more commendable is mercy When men spake of the insolencies and ryots of the City during the troubles c. He said The people of Paris are good it goeth as it is led mischief commeth from those which go before and not from their simplicity which follow after and grow bad by infection Considering on a time that Taxes were excessive in sundry places of the Kingdome He said My people are made to pay a double tax one to me and another to my Officers The second makes the first insupportable for the expence of the Officers amount to more than the tax It is a hard matter to keep my self unrob'd and almost impossible but that my people should be so He was wont to say That he would not see them suffer harm which were not in case to doe any Some one besought him to give him leave to carry the Cannon against some that held his house The King demanded of him what he would do when he had forced them His choller made him answer That he would hang them all Whereupon the King sent him away with this mild reply I have no Cannon to that use A maker of Anagrams presenting something unto him upon his name and telling him that he was very poor I believe it said the King for they that use this trade cannot grow very rich He was wont to say That it was an offence to God to give credit to those Prognosticks and that having God for his guard He feared no man The same Henry being at the Siege of Amiens amongst others of the Nobles which he summoned for that service he sent also to the Count Soissons a Prince of the Blood to whom the King gives 5000 crowns pension The Count at that time discontented returned the King answer That he was a poor Gentleman and wanted meanes to come to that service as became one of his birth and place being a Prince of the Blood and Peer of France He therefore most humbly craved pardon and ●●at he would most humbly pray for his Majesties prosperous successe which was all he could do Well saith the King seeing prayer is not acceptable without fasting my Cousin shall hereafter fast from his pension of 5000 crowns He used much this noble Speceh when I was born there were a thousand other souls more born what have I done unto God to be more than they It is his meer grace and mercy which doth often bind me more unto his justice for the faults of great men are never small When certain Romans practised by secret counsel to kill the Emperor Domitian and gave part thereof to Trajane He did answer I do well see that Domitian deserved not to be elected Emperor and much less to be susteined in the same yet never the more shall I consent unto his death for that I will rather endure a tyrant than procure the renown of a traytor The Emperor Adrian said That he remembred not since the age of ten yeares whether he stood still or walked by the way that he had not either a book to read in or some weapon to fight with Being demanded why he was so bountiful unto his Ministers of Justice He answered I make the Ministers of Justice rich because by robbery of Justice they shall no● make other men poor When Favorinus having an old house at the entry thereof he had raised a stately porch painted with whi●e The Emperor said unto him This house of thine seemeth a gilded pill which outwardly giveth pleasure but within is full of bitterness Another friend of Adrians named Silvius very black of face and of evil shape of body comming one day unto the Palace all clad in white
that veneration in length to your memorie which it yet wants in breadth Those Religious Houses erected by a better devotion than that which destroy'd them are more beholding ●o your Pen than to their Founders or Materials you having made them a task for the remembrance and admiration of future Ages so long as Time shall hold a Sythe or Fame a Trumpet I would say more if the universal applause of all knowing men had not saved me a labour And to pay you in some of your own coyn It is no flattery to affirm what envy cannot deny Did I not fore-see that the relation would swell my discourse beyond the limits of a Letter or the length of your patience I should assume the libertie to inform you that my neighbourhood to the place acquaints me with some Relicts of Religious Houses at and near Ma●don bearing still the name of an Abbey a Friery and a Nunnery And if we may judge of Hercules by his foot of the whole piece by the remnant and of them by their Remaines I should suppose them not behind many in England As yet I know little of them but their ruines but if you vote it convenient I shall endeavour to improve my present ignorance into a discoverie of them I suppose it will be no hard task I am sure it shall not when in relation to your command I must now take pitie of your patience which had not run this hazard of abuse did I not know I have to do with so great a Candor from which I can expect no less than pardon And in that presumption I crave your leave to be as I subscribe my self Sir your most assured servant T. F. To M. Madam WEre I sure of the cause of your malady I could easily hope the Cure but being to guess at the one it will be no wonder if I miss the other Of all diseases those of the mind are worst of those that of melancholy of melancholies the religious I know not by what unhappy wit the the badge of melancholy hath been fastned upon the spirit of Calvin that Patriarch of Presbytery This I know since that unhappy Planet hath reigned over us we have too sensibly felt all those unlucky effects that an ill-boading Comet could produce What wars what blood-shed what ruines have we seen in the State What factions what fractions in the Church What envy what hatred what divisions amongst private persons What doubts what feares what distractions in all mens minds In a word what not Gladly doe I remember those happy dayes now happy onely in the remembrance that Golden Age wherein we had but one Truth but one Way wherein men walked lovingly together without contentious justling one another When those Silver Trumpets of the Sanctuary gave no uncertain sound when the way to Heaven was though a narrow yet a plain and direct path not block'd up by envious censures by distracting clamours But now I sadly see and sigh to say our Rents are like to prove our Ruine and our distractions our destruction I remember a Storie of a knavish Painter so my Author calls him who being to make the Picture of some goddess for a Citie to worship drew the Counterfeit of his own Mistris and so caused her to be courted that perhaps better deserved to be carted I wish this tale were not too true of our times It is too obvious to conceal the Parallel Do we not daily see Religion drest up in the several shapes of every ones fancie and obtruded upon the easie multitude as the onely Deitie for their adoration and observance our faith made as changeable as our fashions And what 's the miserie of our miseries none are so easily deluded as the well-meaning simple-hearted honest Christians who out of an excesse of Charitie are ready to believe all men mean truly because they doe so themselves If this be your case and I am to seek if it be not let me give you this Caution Beware of that evil which commeth near to the shew-of good none can so easily deceive you as those Hyaena's who have learn'd your voice to draw you out of the way Take heed of those serpents of the colour of the ground Let St. Paul beseech you to mark them which cause divisions and offences Contrary to the Doctrine which you have learned and avoid them I am mis-inform'd if the same word which we read Contrary doth not also import near There are no opinions so dangerously contrary to the truth as they that seem very near it Let me assure you it is the old way which is the good way wherein you shall find rest There shall you find a direct road without any turnings and windings of private interest or faction No briars and thorns of quarrelling disputes no soul-destroying doctrines under the ostentious titles of soul-saving truths It is no such long and melancholy way as we see now chalk'd out by those who have found out new paths to heaven that our Fathers never dream't of There shall you find gravity without morosity and mirth without madness Christian cheerfulnesse as well commanded as commended Religion is no such frowning fury Psalms and Hymns ar her daily practice as well as prayers and teares The same Holy Spirit that commands us to pray alwayes enjoyns us also to rejoyce evermore We sin if we rejoyce not There is not more errour in false mirth than in unjust heaviness Can they be sad who have a God to defend a Christ to save and an Holy Ghost to comfort them It is for those that know not God or know him displeas'd to droop as men without hope An humble practice of those Common truths alone necessary to salvation is far more safe more happy than all the towring and lofty speculations of unquiet Heads and too busie Brains There is some reason in the old Scotch Rithme Rob. Will. and Davy Keep well thy Pater noster and Ave And if thou wilt the better speed Gang no farther than thy Creed Say well and do none ill And keep thy self in safety still Our way is not tedious nor our burthen heavy why then should we add length to the one and weight to the other by an un-necessarie sadness Whilest hypocrisie lies under the clouded brow of a Pharisee a cheerful countenance is the badge of innocence It is a disparagement to our Master and his service to follow him sighing I have done Pardon me this perhaps un-necessary length and believe me however the Physick chance to work it is tender'd with an hand ayming onely at your happinesse and that would gladly wish no better employment than to strew your way to heaven with Roses This is the height of his ambition who is Madam your most humble Servant T. F. To M. D. P. Sir THe Italians say in a Proverb That words are but females deeds are males I can allow them to be females so they be fruitful in these masculine productions and not subject to miscarry of
Pes Good Doren be my friend to Menaphon And mind him of his former love to me Or I shall learn at last to slight him too Dor. Ay ay he has a sister just such another As himself I 'm zure she has e'en broken My poor heart in twain and if it be Piec'd again it will never be handsom Exeunt Scaen. 8. Enter Lamedon How happy are these shepherds here they live Content and know no other cares but how To tend their flocks and please their Mistris best They know no strife but that of love they spend Their days in mirth and when they end sweet sleeps Repay and ease the labours of the day They need no Lawyers to decide their jars Good herbs and wholsom diet is to them The onely Aesculapius their skill Is how to save not how with art to kill Pride and ambition are such strangers here They are not known so much as by their names Their sheep and they contend in innocence Which shall excell the Master or his flocks With honest mirth and merry tales they pass Their time and sweeten all their cares Whilst Courts are fill'd with waking thoughtful strife Peace and content do crown the shepherds life Finis Act. 3. Act. 4. Scaene 1. Enter King of Thessaly and his daughter Euriphila Kin. DAughter it is enough we will it see You shew your dutie in obeying us Since I have made choise of him for my Son Accept him for your husband He 's a man Ancient in virtues although young in yeares He 's one whose worth is far beyond his age Eur. Father it grieves me that the cross Fates have Forc'd me to hate the man you so much love Cupid hath struck me with his leaden dart I cannot force my own affections Kin. How 's this you hate him whom I love can he Be th' object of your hate who is alone The subject of my love and reverence He whom the gods in mercie have design'd The happy Successor unto my crown And to your love Bethink your self again Eur. Great Sir the gods themselves are subject to That little deitie of love can I Withstand his power or love against his will Force cannot work on love which must be free And uncompell'd else can it not be true Nor lasting Sir urge me no more in vain Kin. What a strange change is here Your will was wont Freely to stoop to all my just desires Is it now grown so stiff 't will not be bent By my commands I know thou dost but feign Eur. I would obey your will could I command Mine own affections or chuse my love Kin Do it or else by Jove whom I present ll punish thy neglect I cannot think Thy words and thoughts agree Surely to love Is natural why then not to love him Whom nature made to be belov'd He hath Artillery enough about him to take in The stoutest heart at the first summons Well Think on 't Euriphila when I am gone I 'll leave thee here Lovers are best alone Exit Scaen. 2. Eur. How rarely have I play'd this part hid My love under a mask of hate but now Me thinks I feel the fi●e of love to rage More fiercely in my breast for being kept So close it will break out too soon I must Invert the course of love and woo him first Enter Plusidippus He comes and fitly Cupid instruct me now To war and conquer in this bloodless fight That wins the field by flight and not by force Yet must I veil my love still and seem coy Till by a false retreat I make him fall Into those snares I set and wish him in What means this bold intrusion do'st befit You to intrude into my privacies Plu. Lady the fault 's not mine fortune hath led Me to this place mine ignorance I hope Will plead mine innocence As I have found Your Royal Fathers noble favours far Exceed my hopes or my requital let Not your frownes strike dead whom he hath rais'd To life crueltie cannot lodge within That tender breast was onely made for Love Eur. Dare you presume to talk of love to me Am I a mate fit for your choice Be gone And seek some shrub may fit your lowness best Plu. Madam this storm becomes you not It is Degenerate from your noble Fathers strain I cannot think this should proceed from one That is the Heir to his name and worth Eur. My fathers ears shall ring with this that he Hath warm'd a viper which would bite him now And entertain'd a guest would rob his host Plu. Lady my spirit tels me that my birth Is not so base as you conceit I mean To try my spirit and my fortunes in Mars his Camp but not in Venus Courts Since nature's so unkind as not to let Me know what honour I was born unto I 'll win some to my name by actions which Shal speak me noble I had thought t' have made You the fair goddess at whose shrine I meant T' have offer'd up and sacrific'd my self And all my services but cause you prove So rough I will not harbour here but seek The world through for an altar worthy of My labours So fair proud farewel Exit Eur. Art gone I did not well to tempt a part I knew not how to act to hide a flame I could not well conceal for hereby have I drove him quite away Euriphila Thou wer 't too blame Well I will after him And try if I can fetter him with gifts Whom love cannot entangle Mars is his god Not Venus once more will I try and shew Him plainly how I love him Juno help And thou O little deitie of Love Besiege the castle of his stubborn breast Bend all thy batteries unto his heart Make it the mark of all thy golden darts Let him no more resist but know thy power That Mars with all his armour nor his forts Castles or coats of mail can fence him from Thy little piercing shafts which wound unseen And I will try what work a womans arts Can make against these stubborn warriors hearts Exit Scaen. 3. Enter Samela I have but one heart to bestow and that Must not be Menaphon's mine eyes do fix On Melecertus the best counterfeit Of my lost Maximus I cannot yet Think on that name but it doth seem to chide My hasty choise and drown my love in tears She weeps Enter Menaphon Men. What mean these sudden passions Samela Hast thou not here all thou canst wish what dost Thou want can make one happy but content Sam. 'T is true I nothing want that a poor wretch Can wish for but this happiness doth mind Me of my fore-past happiness that 's lost Is 't possible the vein of true love can Be broken and the wound not bleed afresh At every thought Alas my heart 's so full Of tears and grief that some will over-flow Men. Had thy tears power to raise the dead again Then were they lawful and commendable But since that tears are
fame Where every whisper every sound Is taken at the first rebound And like an aiëry bubble blown By vainer breath till it be grown Too big to be conceal'd it flies About a while gaz'd at then dies Something he tells and hasts away He could not and fame would not stay To near the rest for she well knew By mixing of false tales with true To make it more To Rome she plyes Her greatest Mart of truths and lyes The gods says she will dwell on earth And give themselves a mortal birth But they of fame had got the ods For they themselves made their own gods And car'd not to encrease their store For they had gods enough before To Solyma she takes her flight And puts the Citie in a fright Unwelcome newes fills Herods ears And then his head with thoughts and fears The King of whom the Sages told And all the Prophecies of old Is born sayes fame a King who shall Deliver Judah out of thrall Kings shall his subjects be and lay Their scepters at his feet his sway Shall know no bounds nor end but he Beyond all time so fates decree By this the Sun had cross'd the seas And told the newes to th' Antipodes The aiëry spirits pack'd hence away Chas'd by the beams of this bright day The fiends were in an uproar hell Trembl'd with the dismal yell The Prince of darkness was in doubt The Lord of light would find him out And that the word of truth being come His oracles must all be dumb Pale death foresaw he was betray'd That King of terrors was afraid Glory be to God above For this miracle of love Ever blessed be the morn When the God of Love was born Love so charming that it can Contract a God into a Man And by the magick of his birth Make an Heaven of the Earth Ever ever sing we thus Till Angels come and joyn with us They rejoyce with all their powers Yet the Benefit is Ours They with joy the tydings bring Shall We be silint when They sing The 25. Cap. of Job Paraphras'd Then Bildad answers dominion and fear Which rule us mortals loe his In-mates are Can numbers shallow bounds confine his hoasts Or does his light baulk any unknown coasts Can man be Gods Corrival to be just Can he be clean that is defiled dust The Moon in th' ocean of his light is drown'd The stars impure in his bright eyes are found Then what is man alas poor worthless span Or what 's his son a worm less than a man 35. Cap. of Job Then 'gan Elihu speak vileness dost dare Thy righteousness with Gods thus to compare Thou sayst what gain will righteousness bring in Or shall I thrive by that more than by sin I 'll answer thee Behold the clouds that stand His surer guard against thy sinning hand Legions of doubled sins cannot assault Thy God or pierce his starry-guarded vault Nor can thy stock of good encrease his store Thy hand may hurt or help like thee the poor c. On the Widows 2 Mites How comes it that the widows mites are more Than the abundance the rich gave the poor Whilst they their worldly goods lib'rally hurl'd She gave her heart more worth than all the world On Christs Cross As from a Tree at first came all our woe So on a tree our remedie did grow One bare the fruit of death the other life This was a well of Salem that of strife On Christs Death and Resurrection What can God die or man live being slain He dy'd as man as God he rose again Gen. 2. 18. When man was made God sent an helper to him And so she prov'd for she help'd to undoe him On the miracle of the Loaves This was a miracle indeed when bread Was by substraction multiplied Why wonder we at this strange feast When Gods's both giver and a guest On Christ's Resurrection The Lord of life lay in a tomb as in the womb His Resurrection was a second birth from th'womb of th' earth On M. M. weeping at Christs death What weep to see thy Saviour die Whereby thou liv'st eternally But now I know 't was cause thy sins Were the sharp spears that wounded him Mark 12. Give to God c. And to Caesar c Give God and Caesar both how shall I do Give Gods receiver and thou giv'st him too On the world That the worlds goods are so inconstant found No wonder is for that it self is Round Similis simili gaudet Wherefore doth Dives love his Money so That 's earth So 's Hee Like will to like we know On Calvus Calvus of late extream long locks doth wear The reason is Calvus hath lost his Hair On Mal●ido Mal●ido on his neighbour looks so grim Proximus is Postremus sure with him On Will who had run through all trades and was now a Cobler I prethee Will whither wilt thou so fast Thou canst not farther for th' art at thy Last Better fortune Whilst that the Huntsman stared he became Unto his dogs their banquet and their game But from Acteons fortune I am free Because whilst I saw her she could not me On Cornuto Cornuto cries Hee 's weary of his life He cannot bear the Lightness of his wife She wants so many Grains she 'l go with loss Yet a Light Woman is an Heavie Cross Mart. Ep. 24. lib. 2. If unjust fortune hale thee to the bar In rags paler than guilty prisoners are I 'll stick to thee banîshd thy native soyl Through Seas and Rocks I will divide thy toyl On one who fell in love with Julia throwing Snow-balls at him I 'me all on fire strange miracle of Love These Watry Snow-bals Hand-Granadoes prove If from cold clouds thou dost thy lightnings dart Julia what Element will ●ence my heart J. Cesaris Epigram A Thracian lad on Ice-bound Heber playes The glassie Pavement with his waight decayes Whilsts with his lower parts the river fled The meeting Ice cut off his tender head Which having found the Son-less mother urnd Those to be drownd were born this to be burnd Hensii Epitaph Trina mihi juncta est variis aetatibus vxor Haec Juveni illa viro tertia nupta seni est Prima est propter Opus teneris sociata sub annis Altera propter Opes tertia propter Opem Englished Three wives I had in severall ages Past A Youth a Man an old man had the last The first was for the Work a tender maid The second was for VVealth the third for Ayd Out of Italian My Mistris hath my heart in hold But yet 't is under locks of gold In which the wind doth freely play But my poor heart doth prisoner stay What happier prison can there be Confinement is my libertie H. Grotius S. Pet●i Querela Quae me recondet recondet regio quâ moestum diem Fallam latebrâ quaero nigrantem specum Quâ me sepeliem vivus ubi nullum videns Nulli videndus lachrymas foveam meas Englished