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A65256	Flamma sine fumo, or, Poems without fictions hereunto are annexed the causes, symptoms, or signes of several diseases with their cures, and also the diversity of urines, with their causes in poeticl measures / by R.W.	R. W. (Rowland Watkins)	1662 (1662)	Wing W1076; ESTC R9085	61,985	160

there be dayes existent in the year O health O perfect health the gift of God When we grow wanton sickness is his rod When I am sick or well grant Lord I may Remember thee and not forget to pray To the most affable charitable and ingenu●●s Gentleman Roger Vaughan of Moccas Esq Nobilis ingenio natura moribus ortu MIstake me not It is not my intent To court you with a formal complement Should I presume to set your praises forth I should but injure you and blot your worth My drops can never make the Sea more full And I confess my Candle is too dull To add more light unto the Sun my mind Would active be but still defects I find My slender power doth compell my pen To leave that task to more judicious men The tongue Bona lingua nihil melius Mala lingua nihil pejus GIve not the Bridle to thy hasty tongue A mad colt speeds and may his Master wrong A tongue well drest is excellent meat ill drest It is distastful and will not disgest The tongue is fire soft fire gives pleasant heat But if it flames too high the danger 's great Who gives full scope and lets his tongue go free Will but endanger his own Liberty In silent streams we find the deepest foords And Wisdom's most where there is least of words Excessive words which like great tides do swell Above their banks unhappy effects foretell Upon the Right Worshipful Sir John Awbrey of Lantrethit Knight Honest as rumor optimum est patrimonium SInce Truth is from the earth to heaven fled Men are by strange and various fancies led The times did alter yet the world may see This Knight from change but not from chance was free Some mens Religion like a blaze of fire Caus'd by dry sticks or thorns will soon expire Such will not row their boat but where they find The tide most calm free from tempestuous wind But he great storms and dangers did foresee Yet no foul shipwrack of his faith could be No danger could his resolution shake Or on his soul a base impression make Men might abuse his body name or land They never could his braver soul command The Sun 's less constant for since he begun He ne're went back like Hezekiah's Sun I 'le speak no more he praised Caesar best Who silent wonder'd and did speak the least To the Right Worshipful Sir Richard Basset of Bewper Knight Instar omnium IF commendation is to valour due Or vertue praise then is a debt to you Y●u could not stoop nor alter like the wind The loyal resolution of your mind You bravely stood in times of war and fear Like some bright Star fixt in your proper sphear Such sparks of Valour from your eyes did fly As put your foes into an extasy Your Noble actions do transcend all wit Or copious lines unless an Angel writ Vpon his much honoured friend Major Henry Stedman HOW shall I write of him whose pleasant rayes Do further spread than my weak skill or praise His mind is like sweet Edens Garden which Was fair in trees as he in vertues rich His Loyalty is known his Valour try'd Nor can his serious Judgement be deny'd East was not more divided from the West Than Treason from his unpolluted breast His faith is Catholick and it is vain To tempt him with a fond fanatick strain Although his Boat with waves and wind was tost He ne're his course or resolution lost To the Worshipful Edward Powel Esq of the Maes Maur. MY Pensil is too dull to paint your name With such a gloss as may advance your fame Yet I have writ you down for I believe Your name more lustre to my Book will give As precious stones adorn a golden Ring And lillies beauty to the Valleys bring So he that will on your perfections look Shall find they are a splendour to my Book You are my friend which some may think not true Because I do so slightly write of you Upon the Right Worshipful Nichola● A 〈…〉 of Lantony Esq Honesty is the best pol●cy BEhold an Israelite in whom's no gaile Nor doth foul practice his fair hands defi●e The worldly wise do study watch and plot And tread all paths that riches may be got If Naboth's Vineyard fruitful is then they With Naboth's blood will Naboth's Vineyard buy But his soul is contented and doth hate To wander further than his own estate He soars not high with an ambitious wing But is contented like a private spring To keep his constant course no muddy gain Of ill got treasure shall his conscience stain Thus have I seen a calm and pleasant tide Without all noise or swelling billows s●ide His faith he pins not on anothers s●ieve Nor changeth like the times his soul doth grieve To see mad people free from fear and grace Besiege the Church and storm the Sacred place He is a friend true learning to advance For learning hath no foe but Ignorance I wish him happy dayes ●nd life to see His vertues shine in his posterity A Perewig U● move●t cornicula risum Furtivis nudata coloribus VVElcome o●ave gallant with those locks so fair It is a question who doth own that hair T●e owner sure is dead but when or how O in what place he dy'd thou dost not know Pe●haps he dy'd at Bedlam then take heed Those hairs mad fancies in thy head may breed Perchance sad Tyburn was the fatal place Where he did end his dayes for want of grace If it be so they will infect thy brain And cause thee to delight in thievish gain If from some broken Chamber-maid they fell They 'l move to lust and modest thoughts expell O● if they grew upon a drunken head Thou seldom wilt go sober to thy bed But if they came from some bad Statesman's ground A Matchivillian Knave thou mayst be found Thus these dead excrements if thou them use Will but bad thoughts and qualities infuse Cast off those looser hairs which every wind Will fright away and shew thy vainer mind God numbers all our hairs let no man scoff At that which God doth take such notice of Besides it is a sinful shameful part To ●lubber Natures work with sluttish Art Upon his most dear and pious Vncle Mr. James Parry Parson of Tedstone VVHile the new teachers in the Pul●it p●are His works his Sermons are which do d 〈…〉 e And spread themselves we may his pious mind And inward faith by outward actions find A good tree bears good fruit the Olive tree Is far but figs from thistles cannot be The poor flock to him for supply and rest A● birds do fly unto the warme● 〈◊〉 He lives not to the world no base desire Of gold inflames him or ambitious fire He praiseth God and doth contented live Whether the hand of God doth take or give Afflictions are his blessings and the rod Which chastens him doth bring him home to God He lives to day as if he 'd

Mind so brave If Nature's stock were wholly spent Here Beauty might again be lent T' enrich the world because that she Hath Beauty's sole Monopoly She like a lively Spring oreflows And daily in perfection grows The Leper IAm a filthy Leper from my head Unto the foot with scurf of sin o're s●read I want no art or help to cleanse my ski● The stream may wash my body not my sin Lord let the Jordan of thy grace restore My perfect health and let me sin no more An Epitaph upon my beloved Daughter Susanna Watkyns who was born upon Ashwednesday 1655. and dyed the 5. of August 1658. HEre lies a pleasantRose rash Death thought good To take and crop it in the tender bud God is a Husbandman who doth remove His younger plants to make them better prove She for her mornings work shall have her pay Equal with those that labour'd all the day Ashwednesday she was born for her I mone Because she is so soon to Ashes gone Hic noster dolor est hic nostri germen amoris Hic Rosa slos campi gemma sepulta jacet Upon the most pious and learned Work intituled Davids Harp strung and tuned being a brief Analysis of Davids Psalms with devout Prayers and Meditations on each Psalm Composed by that Orthodox most learned and excellently qualified Prelate William Nicolson Lord Bishop of Gloucester VVHen David on his skilful Harp did play Saul was refresht the Devil fled away Sure David with the Harp did sing a Psalm Which did King Saul's fanatick nature calm The Psalms are Davids Harp now plaid upon And tun'd by Englands chief Musition He handles Davids Harp and playes so well That where 't is heard no sad distractions dwell With the wise Prophet he doth well dispence ●y clearing not by changing of the sence Have you observ'd how the laborious Bee Doth feed on flowers of all varietie And thence pure honey doth extract and we Receive much profit from her Treasurie So he hath travel'd through the fruitful field Of Davids Psalms which like rich flowers do yield Pleasure and profit to judicious men Who will admire the sweetness of his pen. On every Psalm each holy Meditation And Prayer merits heavens approbation Who meditates or prayes so well as he From sin from Satan and from hell is free Here thou may'st learn to write and learn to pray Here thou may'st learn to think on heavens way Upon a most pious and learned Exposition of the Apostles Creed by the same right reverend Father in God William Nicolson Lord Bishop of Gloucester HE that desires to tract the Sacred way Which leads to heaven soon shall go astray U●nless he hath a perfect rule or line Safely to guide him through all paths divine All is involved in th' Apostles Creed Which sinners do unto salvation need Twelve Articles of faith the Creed contains Which are explain'd by his laborious pains He lean'd with John on Christs own bosome thence He suckt deep knowledge which he doth dispence Unto the world to open heavens door Use but this key and you shall want no more The two Books above mentioned written by the Bishop of Gloucester are to be sold at the Crown in Fleet-street Ambition exemplified in the Parable Judg. 9. THe trees would chuse a King they all agree The Olive should their King elective be The Olive would not her rich fatness leese To be promoted over all the trees The Vine would not be King to lose her wine Which doth all hearts rejoice all wits refine The Fig-tree much did of her sweetness boast And would not reign to have her sweetness lost At last the Bramble doth intrude and would Though most unfit the Royal Scepter hold With vain ambition those do never swell In whom high gifts of grace and nature dwell Ambition spurs the bad by some sad fate Who many times usurp the Chair of State To row their Boats for wind and tide they watch And at Promotion like the Bramble catch Ambition moves me not my self I yield To be the meanest flower in all the field Yet from preferment I 'le not turn aside Nor go on foot when God doth bid me ride The Conclusion THese Poems so compendious I presume No time no fire nor envy shall consume Those Hero's writ of in this Book shall be A President to all Posterity Nature a short life gave them this will give A second birth and make them ever live BReconium quondam veteres coluere Silures Terra bona est mala gens litigiosa sagax Hic domus est angusta mihi cum stramine tecta Pastor sum templi Barnace sancte tui Sed natale solum est soelix Heresordia longà Villâ sub nigro Monteque n●tus eram Proverbial Sentences 1. A Hood makes not a learned Monk they err Who think a Beard makes a Philosopher 2. Some cross the Seas to gain more wit we fin● They only change the air but not the mind 3. All is not gold that glisters painted glas● With fools and children for true pea●l may pass 4. Who riseth up and prays not turn● the light Or natural day into spi●itual night 5. Ice will convert to water Man to dust Young men may die but Old men die they must 6. Be merry Maids you cannot Husbands lack For every Gill there is an equal Jack 7. A man which falleth in a dirty way The fouler is the longer there he 'll stay 8. An hundred weight of sorrow will not pay One pound of debt to clear the Serjeants way 9. He that hath many children it is known That all his morsels cannot be his own 10. He that hath spice enough within his fist His cup of drink may season as he list 11. Who hath a Fox to be his mate must set Or at his girdle hang a constant net 12. Who hath one Hog doth make him fat and he Who hath one Son makes him a fool to be 13. Who lets his wife go unto every feast And lets his horse of every water taste H● shews but little wit for all his life He 'll have a horse that 's bad and so a wife 14. Who hath the better game doth fear the end Who hath the worse doth hope the game may mend 15. I● that thou do'st desire to know a Knave 〈…〉 him a staff and let him power have 16. Who climbs the highest hill above shall find More frequent storms and greatest force of wind 17. He pulls with a long rope who first must wait Anothers death before he hath his bait 18. He that to market sends an idle fool Must follow him and let his porredge cool 19. Who hath a Wolf for his companion can Never do well without a Dog his man 20. A cheerful look doth much content a guest And makes a homely dish a dainty feast 21. When holy Prayers at the Church are done Forsooth my Lady 's ready then to come 22. An antient wise man's shadow or his word Is better far than a