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A08867	The zodiake of life written by the godly and zealous poet Marcellus Pallingenius stellatus, wherein are conteyned twelue bookes disclosing the haynous crymes [and] wicked vices of our corrupt nature: and plainlye declaring the pleasaunt and perfit pathway vnto eternall lyfe, besides a numbre of digressions both pleasaunt [and] profitable, ; newly translated into Englishe verse by Barnabæ Googe.; Zodiacus vitae. English	Palingenio Stellato, Marcello, ca. 1500-ca. 1543.; Googe, Barnabe, 1540-1594.	1565 (1565)	STC 19150; ESTC S113950	211,798	732

nought Who so is free doth seeme to serue such is not to be sought It bringes the owner to much harme and not to can doe ill Is better sarre than haue such vice adherent to thy will How many men haue bene destroide by to much liberty How many men in safety liue with bridles dost thou se And if thy children sicknesse vexe why shouldst thou weepe or waile Go seeke in hast to make them whole if that will not preuaile And if that death will haue them needes then vse a pacient minde Thou art not in this case alone but fellowes shalt thou finde The griefe that we with many beare we better may sustaine We all are borne to this intent to render lyfe againe For of our fyrst beginning doth the fatall ende depende And certaine is the time decreed for all away to wende And either sone or latter doth eche man his graue descende To death which is of euils alt the last and finall ende Not of the valiaunt to be fearde what doth it ought auaile The deathes of them with teares y t here haue lost their lyfe to wayle Is it a thing so wretched here to leaue this foolishe life To ryd thereby our mortall corps from all vnquiet strife And for the hurly burly here eternall lyfe to win Perpetuall reast by death we gaine or eke the comming in To lyfe againe but weepe thy fill in time thy teares shall staye And all thy cares and griefe besyde from thee shall time conuaye But if thou wanton children keepe or of a greater shame O father fonde deseruing stripes then thou art most to blame And causer chiefe of all their hurt who taughtst not them to know Both maners good and vertuousnese● while tender yeares did grow Not yet with vices foule defaced neglecting thou the minde Diost only bring their bodies vp like beastes of brutishe kinde Hereof so many foolish geese and noughty men remaine With whom eche citie pestred is for all in age retaine The maners that they did receiue when yonger yeares were rife And eche man as he liued in youth so leadeth he his life The tender twigge at first may bowe according to thy minde But when the bowes get elder strength no more thou shalt them winde Nor from the place that yong it helde thou shalt it cause to flye So doth a childe in tender yeares eche way himselfe applye But when that elder age is come looke which way first he went That kepes he still and will not change his first conceiude intent Of custome long is nature bred and yeldes hir force alway To vse that long time hath bene kept yet ought we for to pray To God within the mothers wombe that he may giue good seede For so we shew our selues in lyfe as wee therin doe breede Whosoeuer doth come nought frō thēce will seldome vertuous proue Though manners good the schole hym teach and thousande masters moue Well maist thou nature rule sometime but neuer hir expell For she is still of greater force thau all thy guiding well Yet somthing will she altred be with vse and daily toyle So with continuall husbanding doth beare the barren soyle So Lions fierce of mighty force obey to man as king So by continuall exercise eche Arte in time doth spring Wherefore instruct thy children well while tender yeares doe grow And teach them honest wayes to walke and vertuous lyfe to know Permit them not to rampe abrode according to their will Than liberty no kinde of thing for children is more ill If thou be wyse holde fast thy raynes and warely well them guide For mortall things by naturra force are moude in vice to slide And willingly thereto they run if helpe no labour bring For without Arte is nature wone to giue no perfect thing For God himselfe will not permit that we with slouthfulnesse Should heauy ware but stirres vs vp with cares and busynesse And as with spurres the slothfull pricks a pleasaunt place ther lies That ryseth vp with craggey rocke amid the steamy skies Full of delight than which more bleft a place can not be founde To whom the sweete Elysius fields and Temp of Thessale grounde Doth place resigne here nigh the pole and night the starres that shine Dame vertue dwels and there enioyes a thousande pleasures fyne But vengeance crabbed is the pathes ●oth narrow and vnplaine And so be grown wyth thickes of thorne that neuer can attaine The vile and slouthfull minde to passe of earthly cares possest And few pure minde a loft doth bring whom God hath chose as blest Aboue to dwell amid the skyes full crabbed is the way To vertue sure but plaine to vice by which we sone doe stray To which we all runne easely who therefore doth intende To trade a childe in vertuousnesse must labour him to mende For without labour nothing good can well perfourmed bee The force of daily labour doth all things dispatch we see First ought you fathers to take heede aboue all other things Your children haunt no ill resort for custome alwayes brings Eche kinde of manners vnto men yea though they sainctes should be Ill company will them corrupt but chiefely let them flie From haunt of lustye youthfull brutes for youth is alwayes bent Lo vices all and filthy be all filthy talke innent For wholly is this age advicse to naughty ryots deede That they vse not the haunt therefore of yong men take good heede Thou that intendest for to kepe a childe in vertuousnesse Now vse to chide and now the rod and plaine the way expresse By which they may their feete direct in no wyse fauour showe And euer angry let them not the loue of Fathers know For nothing can more hurtful be than speake them faire vnto Then greater heart in vice they take then all things dare they doe When thou for truthe shalte take theyr wordes and makst of them to much Bewitched sore with doting loue to children fauour such Is hurtefull sure for feare alone doth make them vice to fly Not reason then and sone they synne if they be not put by With brydels harde and as they doe full oft in vices fall Done causyng them so seldome they returne if none doe call According as they bring them vp so all men children haue Besyde all this we must inuent our bodyes health to saue For health is far more worth than golde the healthy deluing loute In better state accounted is than crased kyng no doute First ought the cause be knowē wherof such sicknesse vile are sowne In corps of men tormenting them for once the causes knowne More easely mayst thou shun theffects and causes pulde away The effectes of them that did ensue incontinent decay The causer first of each disease is chiefest nature sure As oft as vnder naughty starres the byrth she doth procure While as the childe doth inwarde take the motions of the saye Or else begot of naughty seede the cause doth eften lye Amyd the parentes of

worthinesse before the rest as in a battayle mayne Lieuetenants are and Captaines stout the rest of common traine These causes chiefe aboue the rest in wondrous sort assignes Thalmighty Lord that guides aboue the Starres the starry sygnes Who lyues in euerlasting lyght aboue the Heauens hye That at hys beck doth cause to turne the motions of the skye To euery cause assigning force and whereto they shall tende With certaine boundes encloseth them the which may none transcende And synce he wysely all things made of force it followe must That euery thyng continuallye keepe course and order iust For things that once are rightly framed and fault doe none receaue Ought not in tract of any times their wonted course to leaue The order thus of euery thing can neuer altred be Bicause thalmighty Lorde hath made all things in iuste degre If then the sprite that guides the earth be naught or worke amisse It is bicause the basest cause and farthest of is this From causer fyrst and lyght remoued a large and ample space And therefore vnto darknesse blynde the nerer hath hys place And onely shadowe shewes of truth which God doth so permit Bicause the state of all the world and order asketh it For as the daye determinde is by darknesse of the night And things contrary ended are by force of others might So sort and course of causes good as reason doth require In vyle and wicked cause must ende and fynally expyre which wycked kingdomes gouerne shal and mischiefes vile shall guide Hence discorde euermore proceedes wyth brawles and minde to chide Strong battailes frayes false diseyt with fyres and slaughters great Theftes wyles with nede robberies and plagues with raging heate Great earthquakes stormes tempests great of sycknesses such store So great a sort of perilles vile and daungers euermore And finally what harmes to hap in any place we knowe From thys so wretched cause Prince of all the earth doth flowe Full truely earst alas did say the famous Hermes wyse This world a heape of harms doth seme where euery mischiefe lyes Bicause the diuell that on earth the chiefest stroke doth smite Is mischieuous and euermore in cruelty doth delight For as the first of causes is the spring of all good things So is the last the fountayne chiefe from whence all mischiefe springs Wherefore if lecherours on earth beare al the rule and sway If Asses sxt in seate as Kings in pompe of proud aray If charge of sheepe commytted is to wolues of rauening kinde If Har●ots in the Churches dwel and men of monstrous minde If that the holy rytes of Christ the hands vnpure doth fyle If Heauen and purging place Sir John doth sell wyth greedy guile More if vnpunnished such crimes are styll before our eyes The fault not in thalmighty Lord but in this Diuell lies Whome fortune commonly we name and Pluto oft we call But vnto him an apter name Sarcotheus fyt doth fall For vnto him the power of flesh and guiding is assinde Him serues all such as loue them selues ●o much wyth fleshly minde Of him the bodies are therefore in synne they alwayes driue And to the soules as enimies contrary styl do stryue For of the heauens commes the soule and from the starry Skyes But earthly are the bodies here and heauens do despyse This same Sarcotheus thoe that guydes the lowest partes of all Such holy men as do despise the ●oyes ●errestr●all To vertue bent and Godly life he hates and styl pursues And vexeth grieueth them molests as commonly doth vse The naughty Prince and cruel King alwayes for to oppresse The wysest men and such as do ercell in vertuousnesse For vertue of the wicked men is euermore enuied Al things their enimies hate and feare and shunne from them asyde Therefore the Diuel many harmes prou●deth for the meeke And them whose mindes do moūt aloft and hearts do heauen seke Ne would he haue his malice seene for if he should be knowne Al men would him detest as head from whom al ylles haue flowne And bloudy butcher of our kinde him al should iustly hate And cursing cal him cruel beast deceyuer of our state Therefore he craftely lies hydde and from the wyse man flies Least he be knowne ne feares he Moles but leapes from Linceus eyes So theues do vse and wicked men alwayes the light to flye And in the darkest tyme reioyce that none their mischiefe spye Hereof it commes as often as men feele aduersity Al ignorant wyth blindnesse and of minde oppressed be For ignorance is causer chiefe of errors al that fal Thinking with anger and complaynt the guyde of goodnesse al Doth vex thē so they straightway curse his h●e and holy name The wicked Diuel daunceth then and grinneth at the same And ioyes to see himself vnknowne and mischiefe close to lye And that he thus hath power to hurt and no man could it spye A foe vnto ●halmighty God he is and ennimy By whome from heauen tumbled down in chaynes he here doth lye Enclosde betwene the earth and Mone and there he holdes his rayne Wherfore O wretched mortal men at length apply your brayne To know the cause of al your griefes from whence such ylles do flowe And heauy harmful things do hay your butcher learne to know For this Sarcotheus this is he that plagues you in such sorte That of your harmes greuous grefes doth make his chiefest sport None otherwise than Mars his child great realmes in thraldome brought Wyth death of wret●hed men or beastes a plea●ant pastyme sought The Noble men the Gentlemen the commons all syt styll In diuers roomes assigned them as Otha●s lawes doth wyll Then enters in before them all the cutters for to fyght Or else some other yeldes hys lymmes to beastes thereon to byte The Lion or the Tiger stout or else some fier●●r kinde Should at this play present himselfe to please the peoples minde Wyth death mangled much w t wound from whence the bloud doth flow Oft vnto some of others smart a great delight doth grow Wherefore they do most wickedly that rayling thus do brawle And dare blaspheme thalmighty Lorde the cause of goodnesse all From whome as from himself no yll can any tyme proceede Except contingently as Sunne doth darcknesse euer breede As oft as vnder earth it slydes and absent fyre we see Encreaseth colde yet cloud in Sunne nor colde in Fyre can be Wherfore I maruel much that some whose Learning is not smal Do say that he offended is or wrathful him do cal And that he plagueth vs as oft as we do him offend That milde and Lord of mercies is that goodnesse al doth send And that from him doth warres begin wyth plague and famine sore If that our deedes could him offend what thing vnhappier more Than he in al the world were found ▪ for euery day and houre We crimes commit and blasphemies out of our mouthes we poure Then surely should he neuer ioy nor

haue felt and found And Naples that wyth Mermaydes tomb so famous lately ioyed Beholding now hir orchards fayre wyth French mens hands destroied Alas doth heauy mourne by streames of Sebethes so cleare What should I tel the wōdrous flames that in the skyes appeare More bright than dayes locusts grim like cloudes the Sunne to hide And tender corue with gredy iawes to spoyle on euery syde How many cities woful plague and piteous famine sore Hath quite depriued of Citizens how many places more Wyth flouds are almost perished Alas now instly now doth God plague vs in sundry case What mischief do we not commyt what iustice is in place What loue or seruice here of God Religion now is made An occupation for the purse a Marchandise and trade The sacred rytes are aye defyled wyth hands of bandy mates Yet loke theron and let it passe the Kings and Princely states And honour due to Christ aboue they not esteeme nor way Thus ouer vs pore misers here such blockes do beare the sway Therefore I wyl go hence a while and in Parnasus hyll Until my Muse doth cal me forth lye close and secrete styll Sagittarius the ninth Booke IT waxeth light now Muse enough wythin Castalian lake We rested haue the wrest therfore and Harp in hand go take Set strings in tune and with thy grace accustomed to thy kinde Sing Goddesse auncient melody good verses fyl thy minde That erst Apollo wonted was in Bay tree woods to tel While he by riuer stoode that runnes from out Permessus Wel. Us calles behold another ioyle wherein some prayse ooth lye Let vs from hautye place and top of Parnas hylles so bye Beholde the sundry mindes of men and eke their liuing marke Nowe past the middest of surging seas had runne my sayling barke And now the toppes of lofty trees wyth frosty ryndes were white When as a certaine God vnknowne by me stoode vp in syght And shining wyth his beames deuine expellde the blackishe night A certaine rock I then behelde whose top did reache so hye That passing cloudes aboue it might discouer plaine the skye Harde semed it first to enter vp for ragged stones there was Placed round about which made y e way both straight and ill to passe The bottom all beset wyth bryers the mydst more mylde againe And nerer as it comes to skyes the path appeares more playne And easyer to be trauailed Theorea eke it hyght Hereto me straightwayes did conduct my Ghost and guiding spright To top wherof when as we came I myght beholde and see Eche place with wōdrous syghts fulfild and furnished to bee Which if my tong would here declare the Sunne should soner slyde To lowest partes and night the earth with misty cloke should hyde Whyle as I stay and gase vpon the large and ioyfull syghtes Lo fallyng from the skyes aloft a voice these wordes recytes Stellatus bowe thy knees and here thy humble prayers make Unto the Almighty king without whose grace thou canst not take The pleasant pleasures of this meunt Therefore in humble wyse Kneele thou to God for fauour all doth fall to earth from skyes For nothing is wherof to man can greater profyte flowe Than heauenly helpe with holy prayers to get and God to knowe When thys I hearde vpon the earth my face and hande vpright I bowed my knees and poured out these words in harty plight O Father great of saints chiefe powre that in the worlde may be Than whom may neuer thing be found nor thought of more degree Remoued farre from body here yet framing fashyons all Both such as neuer fade and such as times at length lett es fall The first and of beginning voide the fountaine whence doth spring All kinde of good of nature eke the auctor ▪ guide and king That all things here dost comprehende comprended thou of none The hye Almighty Maiesty and chiefest good alone Lyfe wysedome order praise and ende minde truth way lyght and grace No where thy selfe inhabiting and dwelling in eche place Unmoueable and mouing giuest to all and euery thing From whom in whom eke by whome all kynde of things do spring In one estate remaining styll and changing in no time The chiefest cause that rowling aye the Globe where starres doe shine Doest guide by fixed law th appointed force of destenye Of Lordes the greatest Lorde of all and King of Kings most hye Before whose face a thousande beastes of Angels glystering bright Doe minister with ioyfull hymnes in presence of thy syght Amidst the ample fieldes of lyght aboue the worlde so hye Where aptest place and seate there is for things of certaintye I worship thee I honor thee and prostrate here on face I lyft mine eyes desyring thee wyth mylde and cherefull grace Upon me synfull man to looke and heare my earnest crye Poure downe into my earthly brest thy beames of lyght from hye Driue darkenesse frō my minde opprest alas in dolefull wyse Whyle in consuming carcasse here and fading fleshe it lyes Graunt me the perfect path to finde least harmefull errors sting wyth fansy fonde and iudgement blind in synne me headlong fling For without thee the wit of man and force of mortall kinde while it intendes to mount a loft receiues a greater fall As Icarus whose wyngs him faylde when he flewe hyest of all Graunt therfore O most mighty king to mee thy creature lowe Thy will to learne and thee to please and then that I may knowe Mine own estate from whence I came and wherto I was made And whether I at length shall passe when that from hence I fade what here in lyfe I should perfourme and what I should not doe That when dame Lachesis my threde of lyfe hath snapt in two And that the farthest day is come that long with priuie stelth Procurde my graue death bring my rest and part of sauing helth These words thus sayde an other voice againe did pearce my eares Thalmighty Lorde thou pleased hast thy prayer full well he heares Pluck vp Stellatus now thy heart to thee for to remaine Here on this mount it graunted is and sacred fruites to gaine Thys said forthwith the voice did ceasse nor worde it vttered more Then in my minde a greater force I felt than earst afore And sharper syght then looked I forth all things descerning well And for my eyes they myght presume olde Linceus to excell With that I felt a subtill wynde to lyft me vp on hye which softly causde me to ascende to toppe of starry skye Much lyke the byrde that beares y e darts that ●ulcans forge dyd frame That when we synne y e thunder thomps doe fling and flashe oft ●●ame And nowe approcht I nere the Moone whose ga●es I had in iyght Wherof part glistred all with golde and part with syluer white I entre in beholding al when straight with me doth meete Timalphes yong of vertues great and eke of fauoure sweete Whom of Arete Ioue bega● in auncient