Circle Round Of Honesty no Ends in it is found To Square this Circle many think it fit But Sides to take without Ends hard is it Prudence and Temperance as two Lines take With Fortitude and Justice foure will make If th Line of Temperance doth prove too short Then add a Figure of a discreet Thought Let Wisedomes Point draw up Discretions Figure That make two equall Lines joyn'd both together Betwixt the Line Temperance and Justice Truth must point Justice's Line draw downe to Fortitude that Corner joynt Then Fortitude must draw in equall length To Prudence Line Temperance must give the breadth And Temperance with Justice Line must run yet stand Betwixt Prudence and Fortitude of either hand At every corner must a Point be layd Where every Line that meets an Angle's made And when the Points too high or low do fall Then must the Lines be stretch'd to mak 't even all And thus the Circle Round you 'l find Is Squar'd with the foure Virtues of the Mind A Circle Squar'd in Prose A Circle is a Line without Ends and a Square is foure equall Sides not one longer or shorter then another To square the Circle is to make the Line of the Square Figure to be equall with the Round Figure Honesty is the Circle without Ends or By-respects but is honest for Honesties sake But to square this Circle it is very difficult and hard it is for Honesty to take part with foure sidès without Faction for where there is siding there 's Faction and where Factions are there is Partiality and where Partiality is there is Injustice and where Injustice is Wrong and where Wrong is Truth is not and where Truth is not Honesty cares not to live But let us see how we can square this Circle of Honesty First draw foure Lines Prudence Temperance 〈◊〉 and Justice these foure Lines let them be Crosse Parallels that they may be Longitudes and Latitudes to each other and at each end of every Line make a Point As at the Line of Justice a point of Severity at one end and another of Facility at the other end And at either end of Fortitude one of Rashnesse and another of Timorosity And at the end of Temperance Prodigality and 〈◊〉 At each end of Prudence Sloth and Stupidity Then draw out these Points and make them Angles As Severity and Timorosity make one Angle Rashnesse and Stupidity another Sloth and Prodigality make a third Angle Facility and Covetousnesse make the fourth Then exactly in the midst of either Line set of either side of the Line a Figure As Distributive on the outside of the Line of Justice and Communicative within the Line So on the side of Fortitude Despaire on the outside and Love within On Prudence Line Experience on the outside and Industry within On Temperance Line Observation on the outside and Ease within Then draw a Line of Charity from the point Distribution and from the Point of Observation a Line of Diseretion and make an Angle with Hope Then from Community a Line of Clemency and from the point of Ease a Line of Comfort which make an Angle of Peace Then from Despaire a Line of Hope and from Industry a Line of Fruition which make an Angle of Tranquillity Then from the point of Love a Line of Faith and from the point of Ease a Line of Pleasure this makes an Angle of Joy Then set a Point at every Angle as Obedience Humility Respect and Reverence And thus the Square measur'd with Truth the Line will be equall with the Circle of Honesty The Trasection CUT the Line of Wisdome into three parts Prudence Experience and Judgment Then draw a Line of Discretion equall to the Line of Experience and a Line of Industry equall to the Line of Prudence and a Line of Temperance equall to the Line of Judgment and to Temperance an equall Line of Tranquillity and to the Line Industry a line of Ingenuity and to the line of Discretion draw an equall line of Obedience Then all these lines measur'd with the Rule of Reason and you 'l finde it equall to the line of Wisedome joyne these lines together Truth makes the Angle This is the Trasection The Arithmetick of Passions WIth Numeration Moralists begin Upon the Passions putting Quotients in Numbers divide with Figures and Substract And in their Difinitions are exact And there Substract as taking One from Three That add to Foure 't will make Five to be Thus the Odd Numbers to the Even joyn'd Will make the Passions rise within the Mind TO MORALL PHILOSOPHERS MOrall Philosophy is a severe Schoole for there is no Arithmetitian so exact in his Accounts or doth Divide and Substract his Numbers more subtlely then they the Passions as Arithmetick can multiply Numbers above all use so Passions may be divided beyond all Practice But Moralists live the happiest lives of Man-kind because most contented for they do not onely subdue the Passions but can make the best use of them to the Tranquility of the mind As Feare to make them Circumspect Hate to Evill Desire to Good Love to Vertue Hope makes Industry Jealous of Indiscretions Angry at Follies and so the like of all the rest For they do not only subdue the feircest of them making them Slaves to execute several works in several places But those Passions that are mild of gentle Nature they make perfect Friend-ship with for the Passions are like Privie Counsellors where some Counsell for Peace others for Warre and some being brib'd with the World and Appetite perswade to mutiny which uses a Rebellion But Moralists are like powerfull Monarchs which can make their Passions obedient at their pleasure condemning them at the Bar of Justice cutting of their heads with the sword of Reason or like skilfull Musitians making the Passions Musicall Instruments which they can tune so exactly and play so well and sweetly as every severall Note shall strike the Eares of the Soule with delight and when they play Concords the Mind dances in Measure the Sarabrand of Tranquillity Whereas when they are out of Tune they do not only sound harsh and unpleasant but when the Notes disagre eing the Mind takes wrong Steps and keeps false time and the Soule is disquieted with the noise But there is no Humour or Passion so troublesome as Desire because it yeilds no sound satisfaction for all it is mixt most commonly with pleasing hopes but hope is a greater pleasure then Injoyment just as Eating is a greater pleasure to the Hungry then when the Stomacke is fully satisfied Yet Desire and Curiosity make a Man to be above other Creatures for by desiring Knowledge Man is as much above a Beast as want of perfect Knowledge makes him lesse then God and Man as he hath a transcending Soule to out-live the World to all Eternity so he hath a transcending desire to live in the Worlds Memory as long as the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 that he might not dye like a
shew Natures Cabinet IN Natures Cabinet the Braine you 'l find Many a fine Knack which doth delight the Mind Severall Colour'd Ribbons of Fancies new To tye in Hats or Haire of Lovers true Masques of Imaginations onely shew The Eyes of Knowledge t'other part none know Fans of Opinion which wave the Wind According as the Heat is in the Mind Gloves of Remembrance which draw off and on Thoughts in the Braine sometimes are there then gon Veiles of Forgetsulnesse the Thoughts do hide The Scarse turn'd up then is their Face espied Pendants of Vnderstanding heavie were But Nature hangs them not in every Eare. Black Patches of Ignorance to stick on The Face of Fooles this Cabinet is shewn Natures Dresse THE Sun crownes Natures Head Beames splendent are And in her Haire as Jewels hang each Star Her Garments made of pure Bright watchet skie The Zodiack round her Wast those Garments tye The Polar Circles are Bracelets for each Wrist The Planets round about her Neck do twist The Gold and Silver Mines Shooes for her Feet And for her Garters are soft Flowers sweet Her Stockings are of Grasse that 's fresh and green And Rainebow Ribbons many Colours in The Powder for her Haire is Milk-white Snow And when she combes her Locks the Windes do blow Light a thin Veile doth hang upon her Face Through which her Creatures see in every place Natures Cook DEath is the Cook of Nature and we find Meat drest severall waies to please her Mind Some Meates shee rosts with Feavers burning hot And some shee boiles with Dropsies in a Pot. Some for Gelly consuming by degrees And some with Vlcers Gravie out to squeese Some Flesh as Sage she stuffs with Gouts and Paines Others for tender Meat hangs up in Chaines Some in the Sea she pickles up to keep Others as Brawne is sous'd those in Wine steep Some with the Pox chops Flesh and Bones so small Of which She makes a French Fricasse withall Some on Gridirons of Calentures is broyl'd And some is trodden on and so quite spoyl'd But those are bak'd when smother'd they do dye By Hectick Feavers some Meat She doth fry In Sweat sometimes she stues with savoury smell A Hodge-Podge of Diseases tastcth well Braines dreit with Apoplexy to Natures wish Or swimmes with Sauce of Megrimes in a Dish And Tongues she dries with Smoak from Stomacks ill Which as the second Course she sends up still Then Death cuts Throats for Blood-puddings to make And puts them in the Guts which Collicks rack Some hunted are by Death for Deere that 's red Or Stal-fed Oxen knocked on the Head Some for Bacon by Death are Sing'd or scal'd Then powdered up with Flegme and Rhume that 's salt Natures Oven THE Braine is like an Oven hot and dry Which bakes all sorts of Fancies low and high The Thoughts are Wood which Motion sets on 〈◊〉 The Tongue a Peele which drawes forth the Desire But thinking much the Braine too hot will grow And burnes it up if Cold the Thoughts are Dough. A Posset for Natures Breakfast LIfe scummes the Cream of Beauty with Times Spoon And dra wes the Claret Wine of Blushes soon There boiles it in a Skillet cleane of Youth Then thicks it well with crumbl'd Bread of Truth And sets it on the Fire of Life which growes The clearer if the Bellowes of Health blowes Then takes the Eggs of Faire and Bashfull Eyes Aud puts them in a Countenance that 's wise And cuts a Lemmon in of sharpest Wit By Discretions Knife as he thinkes sit A handfull of Chast Thoughts double refin'd Six Spoonfuls of a Noble and Gentle Mind A Graine of Mirth to give 't a little Tast Then takes it off for feare the Substance wast And puts it in a Bason of Rich Wealth And in this Meat doth Nature please her selfe Mear drest for Natures Dinner an Ollio for Nature LIfe takes a young and 〈◊〉 Lovers heart That hunted was and wound by Cupids Dart. Then sets it on the Fire of Love and blowes That Fire with Sighes by which the Flame high growes And boiles it with the water of fresh Teares Flings in a bunch of Hope Desires and Feares More Sprigs of Passion throwes into the Pot Then takes it up when it is seething hot And puts it in a cleane Dish of Delight That scoured was from Envie and from Spight Then doth she presse and squeese in Juice of Youth And cast therein some Sugar of sweet Truth Sharp 〈◊〉 gives a quickning tast And Temperance doth cause it long to last Then doth she garnish it with Smiles and Dress And serves it up a Faire and Beautious Mess. But Nature's apt to surfet of this Meat Which makes her seldome of the same to eat A Bisk for Natures Table AFore-head high broad smooth and very sleek A large great Eye black and very quick A Brow that 's Arch'd or like a Bow that 's bent A Rosie Cheek and in the midst a dent Two Cherry Lips whereon the Dew lies wet A Nose between the Eyes that 's even set A Chin that 's neither short nor very long A sharp and quick and ready pleasing Tongue A Breath of Musk and Amber in do strew Two soft round Breasts that are as white as Snow A body plump white of an even growth Quick active lives that 's void of Sloth A sound firm Heart a Liver good A Speech that 's plaine and easie understood A Hand that 's fat smooth and very white The inside moist and red like Rubies bright A Brawny Arme a 〈◊〉 that 's round and small And Fingers long and Joynts not big withall A Stomack strong and easie to digest A Swan-like Neck and an out-bearing Chest These mixing all with Pleasure and Delight And strew upon them Eyes that 's quick of Sight Putting them in a Dish of Admiration And serves them up with Praises of a Nation A Hodge-Podge for Natures Table A wanton Eye that seekes for to allure Dissembling Countenance that lookes demure A griping hand that holds what 's none of his A jealous Mind which thinks all is amisse A Purple face where Mattery Pimples stood A Slandering Tongue that still dispraises Good A frowning Brow with Rage and Anger bent A Good that comes out from an ill Intent Then took he Promises that ne're were perform'd And 〈◊〉 Gifts that slighted were and scorn'd Affected words that signifi'd noe thing Feigning Laughter but no Mirth therein Thoughts idle unusefull and very vaine Which are created from a Lovers Braine Antick Postures where no Coherence is Well meaning Mind yet al waies doth amisse A Voice that 's hoarse where Notes cannot agree And squintings Eyes that no true Shape can see Wrinckles that Time hath set in every Face Vaine-glory brave that fall in full Disgrace A Selfe-conceited Pride without a Cause A painefull desperate Art without Applause Verses no Sense nor Fancy have but Rhime Ambitious fall where highest Hopes do climbe All in the Pot of dislike
strong enough to keep her state If Death befriended had not been by Fate She against Death could make her party good Had not the Fates her happinesse withstood Who spins the thread of life so small and weak That of necessity it needs must break If not they cut it into peeces small And give it Death to make him nets withall To catch in Life when closely she would hide Her selfe from Death but in this net is ty'd Or in the Chains of Destiny is hung The world from side to side about is flung Having no rest nor settlement but flyes About from Death and yet it never dyes Runs into severall forms Death for to shun But he destroyes these Forms that Life in comes Death like a Snake in Natures bosome lyes Like slattering friends but yet in heart envies And Nature seems to Life an enemie Because she still lets Death a Conqueror be Of a Travelling Thought AThought for breeding would a Travellour be The severall Countries in the brain to see Spurr'd with Desires and booted with Hope Cap't with curiosity a patient cloake Thus suited then a horse he did provide Strong imagination he got to ride Sadl'd with Ambition and girted with pride Bridled with doubt resolving stirrups on each side When he was mounted fast away they went In a full gallop of a good intent Some wayes in the brain very ill there were Into deep errours often tumbled th' are High mountains of great fear was forc'd to hide Steep Precipices of Despair down slide Woods of forgetfulnesse they oft past through To find the right way out had much ado In troubles he had travell'd a long way At last he came where Theeves of spight close lay Who coming forth drew out reproachfull words Which wounded Reputation as sharp swords When he did feel the wound to imart drew out From Time's Scabbard Truth which fought full stout With an innocent thrust he left spight dead Wip'd off the bloud of slander purple red Coming to a river of Temptation Deep and dangerow of Tribulation With Temperance he swum got out at last And with security all dangers past At last got to the City of power Whereon stood Tyranny a great Tower With discords populous there 〈◊〉 rules Great Colledges there was to breed up fools Large houses of 〈◊〉 high were built And all with prodigality were gilt Their streets were pitcht with dull and lazy stone Which never hurts the feet when trodden on Markets of plentiful circuits were there VVhere all sorts did come and buy without care Herbs of repentance there were in great 〈◊〉 But roots of ignorance were many more Carts of knowledge brought much provisions in Some understanding bought which truth did bring Yet what is bought proves good or bad by chance For some were couzen'd by false ignorance Then forthwith into shamble row he went Where store of meat hung up for 't was not Lent There lay head with wit and Fancies fil'd And hearts were there which griefe and sorrow kill'd Tongues of Eloquence hung upon an Ear Bladders blown with windy opinions there Weak Livers of great fear lay there to sell And malice spleens which very big did swell Tough lungs of wilsulnesse hard and dry Whole guts of self-conceit did hang thereby Into a Poulterers shop he 〈◊〉 to see What fowl there were if any good there be There lay wild Geese though black and heavy meat Yet some grosse appetite lik'd them to eat The cholerick Turkey and the Peacocks pride The foolish dotterels lay there close beside Capons of Expectation cram'd with hope Swans of large desires lay in the shop Reproachfull words were sold by dozens there And ignorant Guls lay every where Poêtical Birds were many to sell More Fowl which he remembred not to tell But being a Travellour would see all there So straight he went to Churches of great fear Where every one kneel'd upon the knee of pain And prayers said with tongues that were propbane Petitioning tears drop'd from coveting eyes Deceitfull hearts on Altars of disguise Earnest they were to gods that they would give Worldly request not grace for souls to live But travailes of Experience he would see VVhich made him go to the Court of Vanity The Porter Flattery sate at the Gate VVho civill was and carried him in strait First to the Presence-chamber of Beauty went There staid some time with great and sweet content Next to the Privy-chamber of Discourse VVhere Ignorance and Non-sense had great force Then to the Bed-chamber 〈◊〉 Loves delights The Grooms which served there were Carpet Knights From thence to Counsel of Direction went VVhere great Disorder sate as President No sooner that poor stranger he did view Reproachful words out of his mouth he threw Commanding Poverty a Serjeant poor To take that stranger cast him out of door Strait Flattery for him intreated much But he Disorders ear doth seldome touch For cast he was into necessity VVhich is a prison of great misery But Patience got him an expedient Passe So home he went but 〈◊〉 upon an Asse A REGISTER OF MOVRNFVLL VERSES On a Melting Beauty GOing into a Church my prayers to say Close by a Tombe a mourning Beauty lay Her knees on Marble cold were bow'd down low So firme were fix'd as if she there did grow Her Elbow on the Tombe did steady stand Her Head hung back the hind-part in her hand Turning her Eyes up to the Heavens high Left nothing but the white of either eye Upon the lower shut did hang a teare Like to a Diamond pendent in an eare Her Breast did pant as if Life meant To seek her Heart which way it went I standing there observing what she did At last she from her hand did raise her head And casting down her eyes ne're look'd about Teares pull her eye-lids down as they gush'd out And with a gentle Groane at last did speake Her words were soft her voyce sound low and weak O Heavens said she what doe you meane I dare not think you Gods can have a spleen And yet I finde great torments you doe give Creatures to make in misery to live You shew us Joyes but we possesse not one You give us Life for Death to feed upon O cruell Death thy Dart hath made me poore You struck that Heart my Life did most adore You Gods delight not thus me to torment But strike me dead by this deare Monument And let our Ashes mixe both in this urne So as one Phoenix shall we both become Hearing her mourne I went to give reliefe But Oh alas her eares were stopt with griefe When I came neere her bloud congeal'd to Ice And all her Body changed in a trice That Ice strait melted into tears down run Through porous earth so got into that urne On a Furious Sorrow VPon a Grave out-ragious Sorrow set Digging the Earth as if she through would get Her hair unty'd loose on her shoulders hung And every haire with teares like Beads was strung
take or leave which way to goe Experiments to shun or to apply Either for health or peace or what to fly And Sympathies which keep the world unite Aversions otherwise would ruine quite This Will and Testament she left behind And as her Deed of Gift left to Mankinde Mourning she gave to all her friends to weare And did appoint that foure her Hearse should beare Love at the head did hold the Winding-sheet On each side Care and Feare Sorrow the feet This sheet at every corner fast was ty'd Made of Oblivion strong and very wide Naturall affections in mourning clad Went next the Hearse with griefe distracted mad Did tear their hair scracht face and hands did wring And from their eyes fountaines of tears did spring For Truth said they did alwayes with us live But now she 's dead no Truth that we can give After came Kings which all good Lawes did make And power us'd for Truth and Vertues sake Next them came Honour in Garments black and long With blubber'd face and her head down hung Who wisht to dye for life was now a paine Since Truth was dead honour no more could gaine Next these Lovers with faces pale as Death With shame-fast eyes quick Pulse and shortned breath And in each hand a bleeding heart did bring Which hearts within the grave of truth did fling And ever since Lovers inconstant prove They more profession give then reall love Next them came Counsellours of all degrees From Courts and Countries and chiefe Cities Their wise heads were a guard and a strong wall So long as Truth did live amongst them all All sorts of Trades-men using not to swear So long as Truth not Oaths sold 〈◊〉 their ware Physitians came who try new wayes for skil And for Experience sake doe many kil But doe use Simples good which Nature sent To strengthen man and sicknesse to prevent Some Judges were no wrangling Lawyers base For Truth alive did plead decide each case Widowes that to their Husbands kind had swore That when they dyed would never marry more At last the Clergy came who taught Truths way And how men in devotion ought to pray By Morall Lawes the lives of men direct Perswade to peace and Governours respect They wept for grief as Prophets did fore-tell That all the world with fals-hood would rebell Faction will come say they and beare great sway And bribes the Innocent shall all betray Controversies within the Church shall rise And Heresies shall beare away the prize Instead of Peace the Priests shall discords preach And high Rebellion in their doctrines teach Then shall men learn the Laws for to explain Which learning only serves for Lawyers gain For they doe make and spread them in a Net To catch in Clients and their money get The Laws which Wise-men made to keep the peace Serve only now for quarrels to increase All those that sit in Honours stately throne Are counterfeits not any perfect known They put on vizards of an honest face But all their Acts unworthy are and base Friendship in words and complements will live Not one nights lodging in the heart shall give Lovers shall dye for Lust yet love not one And Vertue unregarded sit alone Now Truth is dead no goodnesse here shal dwell But with disorder make each place a Hell With that they all shriekt out lament and cry To Nature for to end their misery And now this Iron Age's so rusty grown That all the Hearts are turn'd to hard flint-stone FINIS THE ANIMALL PARLIAMENT THe Soul called a Parliament in his Animal Kingdom which Parliament consisteth of three parts the Soul the Body and the Thoughts which are Will Imaginations and Passions The Soul is the King the Nobility are the Spirits the Commonalty are the Humours and Appetites The Head is the upper House of Parliament where at the upper end of the said House sits the Soul King in a Kernel of the Braine like to a Chaire of State by himselfe alone and his Nobility round about him The two Arch-Bishops Admiration and Adoration the rest are Apprehension Resentment and Astonishment The Judges are the Five Senses and the Wooll-sacks they sit on are Sight Sound Sent Tast Touch. The Master of the Black Rod is Ignorance understanding the Lord Keeper is alwayes Speaker The Clerke that writes downe all is Memory The lower House of Parliament is the Heart the Knights and Burgesses are Passions and Affections The Speaker is Love The Clerke that writes downe all is Fear The Serjeant is Dislike The severall Writs that are sent out by this Parliament are sent out by the Nerves into every part of this Animall Kingdom and the Muscles execute the power and Authority of those Writs upon the Members of the Common-wealth The lower House presents their Grievances or their desires to the upper House the Braine by the Arteries When they were all set in order and a dead silence through all the House the King made a Speech to the Assembly after this manner following The Kings Speech THe reason why I called this Parliament is not only to rectifie the riotous disorders made by Vanity and to repeale the Lawes of erroneous opinions made in the minde and to cut off the entayles of evil Consciences but to raise Foure Subsidies of Justice Prudence Fortitude and Temperance whereby I may be able to defend you from the allurements of the World as Riehes Honour and Beauty and to beat out incroaching falshoods which make inrodes and doe carry away the innocency of Truth and to quench the rebellion of superfluous words but also to make and enact strict Lawes to a good Life in which I make no question but every one which are in my Parliament will be willing to consent and be industrious thereunto the rest I leave to my Keeper understanding to informe you further of After the King had thus spoken the Keeper made another Speech as followeth The Lord Keepers Speech who is Speaker My Noble Lords YOu may know by the calling of this Parliament not only the wisdome of our gracious King in desiring your aide and assistance in the beginning of danger before the fire growes too violent for your help to quench out but his love and tender regard of your safety Besides he hath shewed the unwillingnesse he hath to oppresse and burthen his good Subjects with heavie Taxes before palpable necessity requires them for he hath not called you upon suppositions and feares but upon visible truths neither was it Imprudence in staying so long for it is as imprudent to disturbe a peaceable Common-wealth with doubts of what may come as to be so negligent to let a threatning ruine run without opposition Thus is our gracious Soveraigne wise in chusing his time valiant in not fearing his enemies carefull in calling the help and advice of his Parliament and most bountifull in that he requires not these Subsidies to spend in his particular delights but for the good and benefit of the