Hath made Arch-Master of each excellence It needes must follow that succeeding daies Cannot detract from what he dain'd to praise Nicholas Deeble Ad Lectorem de libro BEnigne lector parvuli orbis incola Qui coeca falsi transfretans mundi vada Dirigere recto tramite exoptas ratem Istum libellum vt Nauticum Indicem sequens Fugies Ceraunia saxa Syrenas leves Fugies trucem Carybdin Syrtes vagas Vide Teipsum in spice omnes angulos Quisquis seipsum non videt cernit Nihil Noscito Teipsum cordis explorans sinus Quisquis seipsum nescit hic novit Nihil Cura teipsum vt proprij medicus mali Quisquis seipsum negligit curat Nihil Vides teipsum modò Animam inspicias tuam Curas teipsum modò Animam sanes tuam Nathanael Tomkins TO praise thee beeing what I am to thee Were in effect to dispraise thee and mee For who doth praise himselfe deserves dispraise Thou art my selfe then thee I may not praise But this in Naâ—ure may I say by Arte Thine Arte by Nature makes thee what thou art Your louing Brother and worst part of your selfe Richard Dauies A Preface in honor and devotion vnto our most puissant and no lesse roially-accomplished Soveraigne Iames by the grace of God King of England Scotland France Ireland defender of the faith c. THou blessed I le white Marke for Envies aime If Envy aims at most felicity Triumph sith now thou maist by iustice claime Precedence in the VNIVERSITY VVherein best Iles doe striue for mastery Now shalt thou be great MODERATOR made In each Dispute that tendes to EMPERY So that AMBITION shall no deeper wade Then thy DECREES in iudgment shall perswade Now Grand-dame ALBION in thy grandure thinke Thinke seriously vpon each circumstance Sith late thou wert at Pitt of Perills Brincke That may make thee though old as yong to dance Mou'd by sweete straines of more sweete Concordance But staie deere Mother ô I doe thee wrong To putt thee in thy Muses now advance Thy voice in Praise to whom it doth belong GOD and thy KING that made thee fainting strong Thy God and King King given thee of GOD To make thee loue thy Goâ— and like thy Kinge And so gaue thee a Royall for a Rod To punish thee with what doth comfort bring And make thee richer by his chastening Hee came by no Meanders of Mans bloud Vnto our Land but with a sure slow winge Hee â—lew farre from it and did leaue that Flud On the left hand for those that Right with-stoode Though home-bred harts may harbour strange desires Nere-pleas'd Perversnesse yet must needes confesse He to this Crowne by double right aspires Bloud and Bequest say Male-contentednesse If thou dost liue but I hope nothing lesse Ist true or no I see Shame holdes thy tongue From such deniall then for shame expresse Thy loue to right and doe thy Liege no wrong But say long may our Crowne to him and his belong His precious Veines doe flow with our deer'st bloud Bone of our bones Flesh of our Flesh is he If he by vs then should haue beene withstoode We had withstoode our selues and cursed bee The hand that with the head doth disagree Beyond his birth he was a Kinge in right And borne to beare rule in the high'st degree Whose hand and head endowed are with might Scepters and Crownes to weld and weare aright And giue we her her due that now is gone Who had in her a World of Princely Parts Yet shee hath left her World and Worth to one That 's Master of himselfe and of the Arts Which Art and Nature but to Kings impartes And as this Queene was oft from death preserv'd When in his lawes he had got all her partes â— So was this King from like distresse conserv'd And both no doubt for Englands life reserv'd And right well worthy of the Crowne is hee Were it more deere then Caesars Diadem When envious World did him her Monarch see That never did molest our Queene and Reame That might with bloud for bloud haue made it streameâ— That God that tenders all that tender bloud Blesse him and his for it and make his Stemme Yeeld many Branches that may ever bud And bring sweete fruit for Scottish-Englands good Much Bloud though drawne from Heavens vnholy foâ—s Seemes irksome if not loathsome to their sight For when iust David thought their Arke t' inclose Within a Temple with all glory dight Which hee in zeale meant to erect outright Hee was forbad by Heav'ns most holy One For making Bâ—oud to flow though in their right And that Taske put on peacefull Salomon Then peacefull be thy Raigne deare Lord alone To build the Temple of true Vnion But though our Bloud were thus deere in thine Eies More deere then Gold although a double Crowne Yet did our feare thy Loue with care surprize And bee'ng our owne we vs'd it as our owne For safe we kept it as to thee it s knowne We lou'd thee so as still we fear'd thy powre For if a wren from vs to thee had flowne We as supposing that hee ment to towre Would keepe him safe for loue and feare in Towre Deere King drade Sov'raigne sacred Maiesty And what stile els a mortall state may beare We truely English doe but liue to die For thee for that thou stirred didst not steere Thy powre against our peace but didst indeere Vs to thee by thy peerelesse patience showne True token of thy loue-begotten care Of vs and ours as if that loue alone Had held our losse of bloud as t is thine owne Had not our blouds beene precious in thine Eie Thou mightst perhaps haue made vs buy it deare Or made thee heire apparant publikely As Iustice would but croâ—t by private feare Stories swarme with Examples farre and neere That many further off and of lesse force To catch at Crownes would heires thereto appeere Or pull of Crownes and heades of them perforce That wearing Crownes crost their vnblessed course But thou to thy true glory be it said Though having hands of powre to reach a Crowne Thou didst thy selfe containe and praid and staid Till now in peace thou haste it for thine owne And still may thee and thine by it be knowne That Scots and English no more may be two But made by true-loues artlesse Art all one As Nature hath made vs and Contry too Both which to vnitie vs both doe woo So neighbour Nations seeing our concent Shall stand in awe of our vnited powr's And of our friendshippe glad shall vs present With precious gifts and all that loue alures So all as friends while friends we are is ours And may hee bee a terror made to all That twixt vs the least discontent procures And as a Monster most vnnaturall Let odious bee his damn'd memoriall If wee when wee were but halfe what we are And had a woman to our soveraigne Were able all foes at
Richard Monster not a Man Vpon the Royal Throne that reeling stood Now Rule doth end when he to rule began VVho being perfect ill destroi'd the Good And like an Horseleech liv'd by sucking blood Now as desire of Rule more bloody was In Yorke then Lancaster so did the flud Of Divine Vengeance more in Yorke surpasse For to maine Seas of blood Blood-Brookes repasseâ— Bloud-sucking Richard swolâ—e with sucking Bloud When Horsleech-like he had his bloody pray Away fals hee in bloud bemir'd with Mud Making his Nephewes vsher him the way For from his crowne the crowne was cut away Henrie the sevenths keene-edg'd victorious Sword Slipt twixt both Crownes vnto his Crownes decay And got the Crowne that was much more assur'd VVhich hee to his and his to theirs affoord God amongst Men no King but demi God Henrie the seventh the Scâ—pter takes in hand Who with it as with Moises powrefull Rod Turn'd streames of civill bloud that soakt this land To silver streames that ran on Golden sand He turned Swords to Mattockes Speares to Spades And bound vp all vnbound in peaces Band Who draâ—e the erst long idle to their Trades And chang'd iniurious Swords to Iustice-Blades No more Plantagenet but Thewdor now Sits in the Kingdomes late vnstable Seate Plow-men praise God and God doth speed the Plow For such a King that makes their Crops compleate And multiplies their heardes of sheepe and Neate Vpon Ambitions Necke hee sets his foote Keeping her vnder And amongst the VVheate He puls vp Darnell dulie by the roote And nought neglects that may his Kingdome boote This Salomon lookt into High and Low And knew all from the Cedar to the shrub He bare the sworde that gaue a bitter blow Aswell to Cedars as the lowest stub That in the course of Iustice prou'd a Rub VVisedome and Prowesse did exalt his Throne Iustice and Mercie propt it which did curb Those that would shake it so that he alone Did rule the Roast that all did liue vpon He vertuous King still fear'd the King of Kings With louing feare that made him Lion-bold He ordred things as pleas'd the Thing of Things Like David that of him his Crowne did hold That on his Throne his Ofspring doth vphold Laden with happinesse and blessed daies His Realme repleat with blessings manifold This prosp'rous Prince to his immortall praise Left Life Realme Children all at happy staies Then no lesse fear'd then famous Henry That had a sacred Caesar in his pay With some-what more then mortall Maiestie Sits on the Throne that hands divine did stay As Heire apparant and the state doth sway He weilds the sword with his victorious hands That the whole Continent doth sore affray Wherewith he makes to crouch the Neighbor lands Which in a manner lie at his commands Hee was as circumspect as provident And by his Fathers observation Did right well know what kinde of government Was fitt'st for this vnkinde revolting Nation Well knew hee how to part a Combination That stood not with the state or his availe And if he were severe for reformation T' was Emperik-like that knew what it did aile So kill the cause lest all the VVhole should faile His forâ—aine VVarres and famous Victories More glorious wereâ— then for our Contrie good For such VVars haue these inconveniences They make vs spend our Treasures with our bloud Where both are cast away in likelyhood When wars abroad drinke vp our wealth at home The fire must out when spent is all the wood And if nought from without come in the wombe The Body needes must die by Natures dombe The wealth hee prest from Monastries supprest VVith the Revennues which to them pertain'd The Crowne possest but hee it dispossest With open Hand which had they still remain'd T 'had bin aloft for lesse hath Crownes sustain'd Lone Reliefe Subsedie and such as these Might for the subiects ease haue bin refrain'd The crownes Revennues such might well release And haue maintain'd the state in warre and peace If these had still bin adiuncts of the crowne And all that hold them hold as of the same Our Kings might warre with Tenants of their owne Who would vnprest haue yet bin prest for shame To follow their Liege-land-lords by that name The Crowne then like a Condite neuer dry Stil might haue stream'd to th' owners endles fame Rivers of Riches vnto Low and hy That well deserv'd of King or Contery Those harts whose life their Liege should thus maintain No lesse then bodies to their souls are bound Should haue bin tied vnto their Soveraigne To goe with him at ev'ry needfull Sound And in their service bin most faithful found But that that shal be shal be That high hand That all disposeth thus did it confound For purposes which hardly can be scand But for the Crowne ill how ere for the Land Hee Caesar-like in 's fortunes confident Ere first he crost the Seas to warre with France The Marquesse of Exceter made Regent And Heire apparant but no ill by chance Ensu'd till he did him quite disadvance Hee had forgot the direfull Tragedie Of the sixth Henry and like heires apparance But more advis'd he held it policie To spare that heire till more necessitie When he had cleer'd the coast and clensd the waie Of all that lay in either to molest And having put the state in perfect staie He with his Fathers laid him downe to rest And left a Sonne in whom the Land was blest VVho being yong could not yet stirre the sterne But rul'd by those his sire esteemed best And while the vertuous King to rule did learne His Realme misrul'd in vp-rore did discerne Heere raign'd Ambition like Obedience clad There rul'd Sedition in Concordes coate And here and there Rebellion rag'd as mad And ev'ry where the Common-wealth did floate Like to an halfe-suncke tempest-beaten Boate Each for him selfe no one for King or Sate Vpon the VVedge of Gold the best did doate All stood as falling still in each estate Knights giving Earles Earles giving Dukes the Mate Many a Demas then forsooke poore Paule In Summe the Summe of all was out of square And yet strange Paradox at square was all None Compasse kept yet compassing they are And Circumvention held discretions care Thus whilst the Sov'raign's in minoritie Each would be sov'raigne that about him were The smal in grace strave for maiority And Youth with Age for Seniority Disorder thus dividing the whole State And subdividing those divisions The Lord of Love to show his vrged Hate Tooke the wrong'd Kinge from his Dominions And left the Land fir'd with seditions By Angells hands this Kinge Angelicall Aâ— one of high Iehovahs Minions Was borne from this Nation vnnaturall That vengeance on it so might freely fall No sooner had the Heavens seis'd his Soule But a left hand began to seize
suo Charus illius mihi nomine charus huius Vrbis es hinc artes ducimus indegenus Charior at proprio mihi nomine fas mihi suave Ingenium mores fas sit amare probos Ingenium moresque tuos redamem illud istos Plura mihi cunctis hic libâ—r ipse probat Robertus Burhillus Coll. C.C. Soc. Liber Lectores alloquitur HEm tu qui leve paginas pererrans Nostras pollice inquiete ocello Piscaris rabidum tibi venenum Ex hoc fonticulo scaturienti Nisi Castaliae liquore nullo Abito procul hinc facessat ist hic Ocelli malè prurientis ardor Non nostris olidae natant papyris Algae nec levibus tume sco nugis Molestanta scelus Patre expiandum Lemnio hinc profugus Cupido lirae Sordes qui squiliae exulant omnis Putredo iuveni nocens legenti Quin tu sobrie docte perspicacis Cui luces Aquilae altiusque acumen Cultor Virginis integer Patrimae Et tu Montis amans biforme culmen Chara progenies novem Dearum Adsis genium meumque carmen Expendas rogo strictiore lance Tui iudicij sagacioris Non supercilium striasve frontis Declino tetric as minacioris Thaletem accipio venito Brute Censorem volo te severioris Nec durum fugio Catonis vnguem Hoc est quod fugio labore tanto Commentum peperisse mollicellum Veltricas apinasve queis inepto Ridendi moveatur aâ—sa vulgo N. Debillus In Libri Auctorem PHilosophi laudes laudes meruêre poêtae Davisius vatem philosophumque refert Ergo Parnassi lauro lauroque Lycaei Philosopho vati cinge Britanne caput Nam quorum Pylios vnum dare postulat annos Haec effecta duo sedulus ille dedit MIrum in modum Men did wonder-maze Which wonderment this later worke of thine Not by detracting from it doth deface How so by giving out a greater shine The soules Horizon that made light whil-ere But this inlightens her whole Hemispheare Blest be thou Sunne froÌ„ wheÌ„ce this light doth spring And blessed be this little World of light By which who walkes perforce must be a King King of a little World in Fortunes spight For force and vertue in the soule doe sitte And they doe raigne that ruled are by it TheÌ„ raigne thou in Mens thoughts thou thoughtful Soule Whil'st thy rare Worke among their Workes shall raigne For it in passion passion doth controule Then mightie is thy grace thine Arte thy paine As thou for writing faire art most renownd So writing thus thou must be Lawrell cround IOHN IAMES Mihi charissimo Iohanni Dauisio Herefordiensi QVid petis nostrae leviora Musae Fila Davisi fateor Sorores Tardus ignoro Ardalides quid isthoc Me-ne lacessas Eia nec factum bene mellilinguis Te canat Maiâ genitus Camoenae Te canant diuae ingeminentque cantus Agmina vatum Cui bono Maiâ genitus Camoenae Agmina vatum procul ite mirum In modum dio cecinit seipsum Carmine vates Dij boni talis titulus Pöesi Optimae quà m conveniens isthic Microcosmos sed tamen acquiesco Ipse loquatur Desinas tu steriles arare Me citando arvos niveum Libelli Est scelus frontispicium lituris Tinguere nostris T. R. To the Author MAns soule th' Idea of our Makers mould Whiles it doth harbour in this house of clay Is so ore-whelm'd with passions manifold Is so ore-throwne with Adams olde decay That much like bastard Eagle dimme of sight It dares not take a view of Reasons light O then redoubled thankes deserues thy VVorke Whose Verse Prometheus-like striues to enflame That sacred Sparke which in our Soules doth lurke Giving blinde Reason eies to see the same Davies thine Arte beyond our Arte doth reach For thou each Soule soule-humbling Arte dost teach Thus Oxford Artists are oblig'd to thee Who Stork-like building heere a while thy Nest For Earthly Lodge dost leaue an heav'nly fee Giving a Sword to kill that foe of Rest Faire learnings blott which Scollers know to well I mean Self-loue which thy Self-Arte doth quell DOVGLAS CASTILION Vpon Master Iohn Davies Beginning his Discoverie of the litle VVorld with a Preface vnto the most high and mightie Prince Iames the first King of England c. SO ere he dare adventure on the Maine The prudent Sailoure prostrate on the shoare Makes first his vovves vnto the swan-bred Twaine And their aspect religiously implores So ere vnto the Ocean he sets-forth Who is this lesse Worlds great Discouerer He turns his eies vnto the hopefull North And viewes the Cynosure that shineth there Auspicious Star at whose divine arise Earth did put of her saddest maske of Night Shine mildely on him who beholdes thine Eies As sole directors of his course aright So that the great world may the lesse world see By that faire Light he borrowed first of thee Vpon the Discoverie of the litle VVorld By Master Iohn Davies GOe Drake of England Doue of Italie Vnfolde what ever Neptunes armes infolde Travell the Earth as Phoebus doth the skie Till you begette newe Worlds vpon this olde Would any wonders see yet liue at rest Nor hazard life vpon a dangerous shelfe Behold thou bear'st a World within thy brest Take ship at-home and sayle about thy selfe This Paper-Bark may be thy Golden-Hinde Davies the Drake and true discou'rer is The end that thou-thy-selfe thy-selfe maist finde The prize and pleasure thine the trauell his See here display'd as plaine as knowledge can This litle World this wondrous I le of Man Charles Fitz-Ieffry To the Reader BEyond the reach of vulgar intellect Inbred by Nature but refin'd by Art Doth wisdomes Heyre this monument erect Grace't with what ere the Graces can impart Here Wits not soild with looser blandishment The Subiect pure abstruse and worthy paine Annatomizing civill goverment And of the Soule what Reason can attaine The many sweetes herein contained be Epitomiz'd would aske too large Narration To be compris'd within this narrow station Reade then the VVorke when if thou canst not see Th'infolded flame be rapt with admiration But censure not for Owles haue bleared eies Dazled with every Starre that doth arise To the Booke as it is dedicated vnto his most excellent Maiestie THrise happy Issue brain-begotten Birth Wits pure Extraction life of Poesie Togither borne with Englands endlesse mirth How haue the Heauens grace 't thy nativity Wast from disdaine to powre th'ambrosian dew Dropping like Nectar from a sacred quill Into the common Lavour vulgar view That Heaven deferd thy birth these howres vntill O blessed Booke reserv'd to kisse that hand From which desert nere parted discontent Go pay thy vowes await his dread command To whom in prostrate duety thou art sent Shall He say liue flie Time swell Lethe lake Burst fell Detraction thou liu'st and when A thousand Ages dust shall over-rake Thy living Lines shall please both God and men For grace 't by him whom swift intelligence
one selfe-wombe that both should be the same In Spirite in vertue nature and in name This World beginnes to cotton now for thee For whom the World sometimes was much to blame Vertue deere Sidney now advaunc'd shal be Sith Vertue knowes no partialitee Thou virgin Knight that dost thy selfe obscure From Worlds vnequall eies and faine wouldst dy Er ' thy name should be knowne to Worlds impure Now shew thy selfe thou canst not hidden lie From our newâ— Worlds desert â—out-searching Eie Great Sidneies loue true proofe of thy great worth Liue now for now thou maist not living die Vertue must vse thee then Dyer Knight come forth To haile thy vertues Loadstarre from the North. And Albions Scaeva whose crosse-wounded Corse Like t' an imbalmed dead-Corpse in aspect Twenty times dead yet still hast vitall force And so dost cousin death through deaths defect Yet scornst nay hat'st thy life in Fames respect Vp with thy Coate of Steele its time for thee No foe is now in field and in effect Thy Veines are drie thine eies do dimmely see Then ioy in peace with life at last agree Great Maiestie last let the least of all Thy Subiects least send from his hart a signe Of that it holds and whiles it is it shall That is that loue thou only mai'st define By that vnbounded loue to vs of thine I haile thee happy Sov'raigne from a farre Vnworthy to approach thy view of Eine Saying blest be him that blessed thee from warre To be our peace in whom we blessed are And be thine owne though others praise come short O sacred Sou'raigne Soule of Englandes ioy Let matchlesse vertues Vertues praise report VVhich thou alone dost questionlesse enioy The Vulgars laudes thine Eares doe nought but cloy The Concaue of a Crowne may cause that winde VVhich froward Fates haue power to destroy But that pure praise that 's due to thy pure Minde From Fates is free'd being of immortall kinde VVell wott'st thou Princes liues haue much more force Then purest Lawes their Subiects to refine For Subiects follow still their Sov'raignes course As Sunne-like Marigolds doe Sol divine VVho lose their grace when hee doth ceasse to shine This makes thee shun what may ecclipse thy light Because thou lead'st all by that light of thine And striv'st to glitter in all vertue bright That all might haue thereby direction right Though at thy becke be all sons-pleasing sweetes Yet art thou pleas'd with what thy sense containes In Straightes where Abstinence with Reason meetes Which head-strong Appetite Synne-spurred raignes And binds thy Passions in Soule-staying chaines Thus Reason strictly ruleth thee we see VVhich over thee as thou raign'st ore vs raignes If Reason thou obai'st much more should wee That are borne to obey Reason and thee How came I with thee to bee so acquainted That so I should discribe each part of thee Thy Booke wherin so liuely thou art painted Deere Liege I once ioy-ravished did see For which I shall till death the better bee Then saw I thee and then I heard thy VVordes VVhich with Gods and thy glory did agree And Charity beliefe to them affords Sith â—hee knowes nothing that with them discords And if the Bookes compil'd by vs do beare The Image of our Mindes as thou do'st say Then in that Booke that Image doth appeare Bright as the Sunne in Vertues best araye To light all Kinges to keepe their Kinges high Way No Sentence Line Clause VVord or Syllable Therein contain'd but doth pure thoughts bewraie Then sith thy Minde is to it semblable No Earthly King is to thee sutable Never was Piety with Policy So well componnded in the Head of State The Serpents wisedome many Snakes apply To Sores of Kinges Simplicity but hate The Doue-like innocence as out of date If Piety and Policy doe iarre As some suppose then can we bee s'ingrate As not to crowne him that did end the warre Nor be compos'd by such a Temperer For if from Hartes abundance Mouthes disperse Vertue or Vices Mammon all abroade What may we deeme thee theÌ„ that did'st reherse Such precepts as beseem'd a Semi-God How best the Sonne should beare an Empires Lode Which weakenesse oft back-broken vndergoes We needes must weene that Vertue makes abode As in her home in thy Hart sith it floes VVith goodnesse like Gods to thy Friends Foes How like a Lord of thy selfe do'st thou striue To conquer Passion Princes great'st disease In him that likely is thee to survive And as an oldâ—tride Sea-man tells at Seas VVhat Rocks and â—latts a yong one may displease Ere â—irst he setts out that he them may shunne So from thy proofe for thy Succeeders ease Thou tell'st him ere to rule he hath begune What Compasse he should keep safe Course to run For Empire is a Sea most faire to see But perillous to proue as they best kno That all their life-long to it bounden be Subiect each Tyde to be orewhelm'd with woe If not to wracke and finall overthro Wherein thou dost thy course so wisely guide That like a skilful Pilot thou dost sho By demonstration how this Sea t' abide And safely saile or else at Ancor ride Then ô how blessed is this blisful Ile VVhose God is Loue whose King is Vertues Host VVhose Grace and VVisdome with an holy guile Doth catch the Least and binds them to him most As to their Piller and vpholding Post VVho makes his Subiects great as good as great By his example without Checke or cost And to vnequalls equal Law doth meate With Loues right haÌ„d which stil doth hate defeate The Fire as be'ng the noblest Element Is plac'd by Natures hand aboue the rest That by it's actiue vertue prevalent It might repurifie the worst and best That be inferior or in lesse request So thou art iustly plac'd in Natures right Aboue the great'st that with thy vertue least Canst purge them from their greatest vices quight And make them shine through thy high vertues light Such Kings should be obaid and glory-cround Because their Vertues al mens else exceede For they that are in all abundance drownd Yet set no more in then may Nature feede And spare the rest for those that haue more need O! these are rightly Fames Superlatiues Gods vpon Earth that 's Kings like Gods in deede From whom the subiect vertue high derives VVhose liues are Lights to lead obscurer liues And Vertue in a King is more of price Then in a poore man though most vertuous For Kings haue more meanes to be drawn to Vice And may without controle be vicious But poore-men not for Want and Summumius If Sol would Venus vse what Starre comes not At becke wel-neere too neere to him to vse But if a naked poore Snake be so hott He may be coold but so be coold cannot VVhat glory gettes constrain'd Sobrietie If glorie gotten be by Vertue right Constrain'd b'imperious Necessitie Other then to be chast for want of might In
by our Flesh too lustie yet too fraile Too luâ—tie in desire of its owne shame But fraile in that wherein it should prevaile Yet when its weak'st the Soule doth most assaile It not suffiz'd that nere-suffized Loue That al things made to make Man only Bee But to Be vvell as wel some men doe proue VVho though of Beeing they desirous be Yet not being wel they end ill sith they see Their being VVell and Being disagree Then Being was not Manns creations end But to be happy in a high degree And therfore al men al their forces bend T' inioy that Good that Beeing doth coÌ„mend Which good desire of Good in Man is knitt To a detesting of the contrary But for that sinne hood-wincks Mans Eie of VVitt He gropes for Good but feeles the Evill by From this desire of Good th' affections flie Which with their motion swiftâ— draw that desire Heere there and where soere they please to hy In pursuâ—e of that Good which they require To which though base they bee they would aspire Yet they were good kindly lov'd their like But they are ill and loue Ill seeming good Yet they by Natures instinct Ill dislike And yet by nature evil is their moode Basely obaying the sinne-soiled Blood At first they were Truthes other selfe for friends Yet now by them shee 's too too much with-stoode Adhering to her foe while shee pretends To blesse the Sense though to accursed endes The motiues of the Soule these motions are Whos 's other names are called the Affects â— By foll'wing good and flying ill they ARE Consisting so of these two good Effects Though Syn their sense with error oft infects Some vsher Iudgment some on her attend The later take or leaue as shee directs The Former naturally cannot offend For they desire but Nature to defend As when the Body Nature to suffize Desires to eate or drinke as neede requires Or when good happe or ill doth it surprize Then Ioy or sorrow moueth our desire These stil fore-run our Iudgment conspire With Nature to vsurpe her highest Throne For nature runneth on or doth retire As shee is mov'd by iudgment of her owne And so doe these that Nature wait vpon But those Affects that follow IudgmeÌ„ts Traine Wait hard as long as Hart is wel dispos'd Then lasts the League betweene the Hart Braine For al their iarres by Reason are compos'd But when the Hart against the Brain 's oppos'd Which oft proceeds of too much pampering Out flie th' Affections that were erst repos'd And from their neckes the Raines of Reason â—ling Impatient of slow Iudgments tarrying Yet true it is that Hart cannot be mov'd Ere Iudgment doomes what 's good or badd for it Then Hartes desires by her must be approv'd Or els the Hart cannot desire a whit For what she holds vnmeet it thinks vnfitt But for the motions of the Minde are free And neede not stay as it is requisit So before Iudgment doe they seeme to Bee Although they follow her as bond and free But though th' Affections cannot moue at all If Iudgment wing them not and make them flee Yet sound advice which heere we Iudgment call May be at rest when they too busy bee Mov'd by the iudgment of the Fantazee This Iudgment 's blinde yet is it most mens Guide And no lesse rash yet ruleth each degree This makes th' Affects from Rights straight Pathes to slide For Fantazy doth fancie waies too wide This skipp-braine Fancy moves these easie Movers To loue what ere hath but a glimpse of good Then straight she makes theÌ„ like vnconstant lovers To chaÌ„ge their Loues as she doth change her moode VVhich swimmeth with the current of the Bloud For as the body 's well or ill compos'd VVhich followes oft the nature of its foode So Fancy and these Fondlings are dispos'd Though in the Soule and Minde they be inclos'd And yet the body 's but the Instrument VVheron the soule doth play what she doth please But if the stringes thereof doe not concent The harmony doth but the soule displease Then tune the body Soule or playing cease And when a String is out straight put it in With Phisickes helpe which Passion may appease By humbling that which hath too lowd a dyn And put the Parts on a Soule-pleasing Pyn. These Partes though many yet of three consist That 's Humors Elements and Qualities Which three doe of fow'r partes a part subsist For from Earth VVater Aire and Fire doth rise All that the Heav'nly Cope doth circulize These are the Elements from whom proceede The Humors with their foresaid qualities For Bloud Flegme Choller Melancholy breede Hott Cold Moist Dry a fowr-fold vital Seede An Element is the most simple part VVhereof a thing is made and in its wracke Is last resolved And in Phisicks Art There are but tvvo which two of those doe lack That al the Elemental bodies make These two are tearmed Simples CoÌ„pounds The first is borne on Speculations back The last is bredd by Practize which coÌ„fouÌ„ds Two or moe Simples in each others bounds The Elements of Natures famelies Produce the Elementals temprament VVhich is a mixture of the Qualities Or composition of each Element As these doe bend so are their bodies bent VVhich we Complexion cal wherof are two VVell and ill tempred And the Aliment That feeds the Body herein much can doe For that can make marre Complexion too VVell-tempred is an equal counterpoise Of th' Elements fore-mention'd qualities Whereof ther 's but one thing of Natures choise VVherein shee made the mixture thus precise As Galens tract of Tempers testifies VVhich of each hand is the interior skin And hence we may thus fitly moralize That Nature to the Hand so good hath bin That it might temper what the Mouth takes in Ill tempred's that where some one Element Hath more dominion then it ought to haue For they rule ill that haue more regiment Then nature wisdome right or reason gaue So doth this Element it selfe behaue Yet each ill temper doth not so exceede As that it spils what better tempers saue For some surpasse the temperate in deede In some small ods whereof no harmes succeede Fiue waies the Bodies temperature is knowne By Constitution Operation Clime Coulor and Age by these the same is showne As Dials by an Index shew the time The Body fat is cold for fat doth clime By cold degrees and that full-flesht is hot For heate proceedes from bloud as doth my rime From braines where no heate were if bloud were not And bee'ing too cold they would my sense besot By Operation too the temper 's found For when a creature Man Beast Hearbe or Plant Doth that which they by right of kinde are bound Then no good temprature those bodies want The Clyme in shewing this is nothing skant For South-ward Men are cruell moody madd Hot blacke
are conformed to those Condimentes Then fine they be if most fine be our fare The Goodnesse Quality and Time of yeare Vse Order Appetite and Quantity The Howre and Age these nyne require our care If we desire to liue heere healthfully And make the Soule aboue her soule to fly The soone-concocted Cates good iuyce affoording And but few excrements are those alone That make the mind to boord when Bodi's boording If temp'ratly the stomacke take each one These in the Braines base witts doe oft enthrone For these the Mouth prepareth for the Maw VVhere be'ng concocted to the Liver runne From whence a sanguine tincture they doe draw Then to the Soules Courts hie by Natures lawe The Hart 's the lower house the head the hie The Roomes whereof we did discribe whil-ere Where once appearing they are wing'd to fly And in their flight the Soule and Body steere With motion such as both Coelestiall were What mervell is it then though Geese some be For want of Capons that would Cocks appeare Cocks of the Game and chaunt melodiouslee If with their kinde their Commons did agree How subtill doth a simple cupp of VVine Make the Soules faculties and their effects It makes their divine natures more divine And with a world of Ioy the Hart affects Which Sorrow though in panges of Death reiects Hence comes it that some Captaines doe caâ—rowse When they must Combate with contrary Sects To heate the cold bloud and the spirits rowse And so make Courage most couragious But here as erst was saide some over drinke While they desire in fight to over-doe On nought but wouÌ„ds bloud they speake think While Healthes goe rouÌ„d braines goe rouÌ„der too VVyne-making Bloud to VVine Bloud them wooe But Nequid nimis is the List wherein Courage should combate and the Barre whereto Valor should venter what is more is sinne Which by the wise and Valiant damn'd hath bin Drincke hath three offices The first assists Concoction for in it is boil'd the meate The next to mixe the foode the first disgests The Last to bring it to the Livers heate There to be made redd-hott apt to â—leete Now when the Current is too violent It beares awaie vntimely small and greate So crossing Nature in her kinde intent She back retires not knowing what she meÌ„t Then meate must soak not in the Stomacke swimme If Nature duely we desire to please For when the Stomack 's full aboue the brimme Tyde tarries none how ere it may disease And Nature drowne in those vnruly Seas Breath most corrupt behaviour more then most And Mind much more then most is made by these Then how corrupt are they that of it boast So much corrupt they may infect an Hoast It s said of one that did help to behead The mounting Monastries that deckt this land That he at last lost his all-wittie Head For words he spake to which he could not stand Nor stand to speake VVine having vpperhand Who vsd as Fame reports his wits t'refine To let them often rest at VVines commande But wit abused by abuse of VVine Abusd One that forc'd Law to force his fine Now as a moderation in these things With Iudgements choise in their varieties To Soule and Body health and glorie brings So both are bound to temp'rate exercise For helping them to vse their faculties For without health the same were hindered And health from hence as from an helpe doth rise For holesome labour breakes those humors head By which the enemies of health are led It helpes the heate that helpeth all the parts The Spirits it quickens and puts ope the pores Whereby each loathsome excrement departs As at so many straight wide-open dores Our limbes it strengthens and our breath restores The morning walkes to the intestines send The first digestions filth which kinde abhorres And make the seconds to the bladder wend So labour lets our sicknesse so our end All travell tendes to rest and rest to ease Then must the bodie travell to this end The Spirits travell hath respect to these For idle Spirits that actiue Sp'rit offend That for such ease a world of woe doth send Yet naught was made that was not made to rest But nought was made to rest vntill the end For Heau'n Faith Man Beast Fish Fowle the rest Doe travell in fine to be rest-possest Yet Nature hath ordained a repose Which we call rest for Man which rest is sleepe The cause whereof from the Braines cheefly floes When mounting vapors in their moisture steepe Doe humors wax and in the Nerves doe creepe And so their conducts close which shuts the eies Then rests the corpes in death-like darknesse deepe And Spirits animal Rest doth surprise So are they said to rest vntill they rise This makes the head so heavy after meate The fumes ascending make the head descend For they like hammers on the braines doe beate Til they haue hammerd humors in the end The weight whereof doth cause the head to bend Yet sober sleepes in place and season fit Doe comfort Nature and her hurts amend The Spirits it quickens and awakes the wit For hart must sleepe when the head wanteth it Dead sleepe Deathes other name and Image true Doth quiet Passion calme Griefe Time deceiue Who pay'ng the debt that is to Nature due Like death in quittance thereof doth receiue Supply of powres that her of powre bereaue So sleepe her foes wants friendly doth supply And in her wombe doth wakefull thoughts conceiue Making the Minde beyond it selfe to spie For doubtlesse Dreames haue some divinitie For as the influence of Heavens leames Frames diverse formes in matter corporall So of like influence visions and Dreames Are printed in the powre fantasticall The which power being instrumental By Heav'n disposd to bring forth some effect Hath greatest vigor in our sleepes extreames For when our mindes doe corporall cares neglect That influence doth freely them affect And so our Dreames oft future haps proiect VVatching oremuch oremuch doth Nature wrong It blunts the braines and sense debilitates Dulleth the Spirits breedes crudities among Makes the head heavie Body it abates And kindely heate it cooles or dissipates Yet thorny cares or stings of ceaslesse Smart May keepe out sleepe without the senses Gates By pricking them as it were to the hart Till vitall Sp'rits from senses quite depart Those Chieftaines on whose cares depend the crowns The waighty crownes on their as waighty cares Of mighty Monarches and their owne renownes Two burdens which in one who ever beares Must night and day vse hands legs eies and eares These watch yea sleeping wake for in their sleepes The point on which their harts are fixt appeares And through their closed eies their minds eie peeps To looke to that which them from slumber keepes Their sleepes are short but were they short sweet Nature would longer sweetly life support â—ut in their sleepes
age maks most extreame So doth it cloth the bones with frolicke flesh For to the partes it makes the bloud to streame Which makes them grow doth thē ioy-refresh This mirth the hart must haue when head is fresh For wyny mirth proceedeth from excesse And all excesse doth but make nature nesh Vnable to endure times long processe How ere it may spend time in drunkennesse This correspondence then twixt flesh and sp'rite Should make our Mouth the House of Temperance For the Corpes qualities will answere right Her rule of Diet Then intemperance The Head and Hart doth odiously entrance The Hartes affects produce the Heades effects Which make the Soule and Bodies concordance Then sith the Bodie breeds the Soules affects The Soule should feede the same with right respects Respect of Health respect of name and fame Depending on our moderation Should be of force to make vs vse the same But when the Bodies depravation Toucheth the soule and bothes damnation All these respectes should being things so deere Inflame Desires immoderation Coldly to vse hott wines belly cheere For belly gods are but the Divells Deere Sith sicknesse then in bodie and in soule From tempers ill and ill affections flo VVitt ought VVills appetites to over-rule VVhen they to follow sense frō Reason go And bring them to the bent of wisdoms Bo For sith our soules by Knowledge things discerne From whence the will hath pow'r of willing too If Knowledge then be to them both a Sterne They should do nought but what of her they learne And so they doe but their Guide being blinde Of the right Eie no mervel though they runne Too much on the left hand from place assign'd Directed by Delight the senses sunne But Cloudes of sinne our Knowledge over-runne Which make her run awrie in rightest vvaies Whereby our silly soules are oft vndunne VVhen as shee weenes to winne immortall praise And crowne her Craft with everlasting Baies Who learnes a trade must haue a time to learne For without time an Habit is not gain'd So diverse skills the soule cannot discerne Vntill they be by exercize obtain'd For by it onely Habittes are attain'd VVhich Habitts stretch not onely to our Deedes But to our suffrings beeing wrong'd or pain'd For Customes force another Nature breedes And pyning soule with patience it feedes Vnto a soule impatient seldome crost Each Daie a yeare each yeare an Age doth seeme But a meeke soule with troubles often tost The time though long doth ordinarie deeme For Time and Troubles she doth light esteeme This well appeares in sicknesse though most ill At first we still doe worst of it misdeeme But staying long with vs we make our vvill Familiar with it so endure it still Afflictions water cooles the heate of sinne And brings soule-health But at the first like frost It soule benummes as it were starv'd therein And sense and Life and sp'rit thereby were lost The Crosse doth quell to Hell the seldome crost Hence is it Christ doth with his Crosse acquaint Those that be his whereof they glory'ng boast For that the Crosse wel borne creates the Saint As it to Fiendes transformeth them that faint Affliction Ladie of the happy life And Queene of mine though my life happlesse be Give my Soule endlesse peace in endlesse strife For thou hast powre to giue them both to me Because they both haue residence in thee Let me behold my best part in thine Eies That so I may mine imperfections see And seeing them I may my selfe despise For that selfe-love doth from selfe-liking rise Enfold me in thine Armes and with a kisse Of coldest comfort comfort thou my hart Breath to my Soule that mortified is Immortall pleasure in most mortall Smart Be ieloues of me play a Louers part Keepe Pleasure from my sense with sense of paine And mixe the same with pleasure by thine Arte That so I may with ioy the griefe sustaine Which ioye in griefe by thy deere loue I gaine When from our selves we are estranged quite Though it be strange we so estrang'd should be Thou mak'st vs know our selves at the first sight And bring'st vs to our selves our selues to see So that we throughly know our selues by thee But bright Voluptu'snesse doth blinde our Eyes That we can nothing see and lesse foresee But what within her gaudy Bozome lies Being a Mappe of glorious miseries Pleasure thou VVitch to this bewitching VVorld Eare-charming Siren sold to sweetest Synne Wherwith our Hartes as with Cords is ensnarl'd That breake the Cords we cannot being in How blest had we bin had'st thou never bin For hadst not thou bin Griefe had nere had beeing Sith at thine end all sorrow doth begin And it with thee hath too good-ill agreeing That 's leagu'd in ill and in good disagreeing Observaunce looke about with thy right Eye View this VVorlds Stage and they that play thereon And see if thou canst any one espie That plaies the wanton being wo-begon Or in VVealth wall'wing plaies not the VVanton See how deepe sighes pull in each panting syde Of the first sort in all their Action And how the second sort no where abide As standing on no ground through wanton pride The first with downe-cast lookes stil eie the Mould As waying whence they came where they must The second with high lookes the Cloudes behold To see how they for place and grace doe thrust Like these vngratious proude Oppressors iust Quiett and sadd the first doe still appeare The otherm madde with mirth for quarells lust Affliction thus to God doth Soules indeere When welfare makes them to the Devill deere Revile mee vvorld say I am Sincke of shame Nay worse then Ill it selfe if worse might be Thou dost not wrong me VVorld for so I am Although I am the worse dam'd VVorld for thee Spitt out thy fame-confounding spight at me Make me so vile that I my selfe may hate That so I may to my Reformer flee And be'ng reform'd I may still meditate On that pure Minde that mended my Minds state Then though Affliction be no welcome Ghest Vnto the world that loues nought but her weale Of me therefore shee shal be loved best Because to me shee doth the VVorld reveale Which worldly welfare would from me conceale It is a gaineful skill the VVorld to know As they can tel that with the VVorld doe deale It cost them much ere proofe the same doth show Which knowledge frō Afflictiō streight doth flow And though the entrance into Vertues way Be straite so strait that few doe enter in Yet being entred walke with ease we may For labour endes when vve doe but begin Sweat before Vertue lacky-like doth rin To ope the gate of Glory sempiterne That her triumphant coach might enter in So outward temp'ral toile ' gets blisse eterne Vpon the corpes of Vertue most interne Sith Custome then is of such liuely
insist But what I shall in this behalfe insert Through my no skill and lesse experiment Comes from a Muse that can but speake of part Much lesse hath skill to teach al government Or if shee had shee were too insolent So to presume sith Reason hath bin strain'd To highest reach for Rules of Regiment Sufficeth me to touch it as constrain'dâ— By that I handle els would haue refrain'd Nor wil I iustifie all rules for right That Policie approveth for direct God and Mans wisedome are repugnant quite Mans wisedome holdes for good a good effect Caused by ill which Gods doth stil reiect And to doe all that Policie doth will Must needes the soule with mortal Sores infect Heare what shee wils then iudge if well or ill And vse or els refuse it as yee will Whose powre if it with puissance be conioin'd Controules al powres saue hellish or divine It glues together states that VVarres vnioin'd And severs those that Concord did combine It makes or marres disposing Mine and Thine On Sov'raignes heads it makes Crownes close to sit That sooner shal their heads then Crownes decline It makes VVill law when VVit thinkes Law vnfit Yet wils that Law should lincke with VVill and wit It tels the Statesman sitting at the Sterne Embozom'd by his sov'raigne he must be Carefull the humor of his Lige to learne And so apply himselfe thereto that hee May neither crosse nor with it stil agree Like Sol that with nor gainst the Heaven goes But runnes ascue by whose obliquitie Each thing on Earth's conserv'd and gayly groes So Councellors their councels shoulde dispose And as the Moone reflects her borrowed light Vnto the Sunne that but lent her the same So statesmen should reflect how ere vnright Their wel-deservings and their brightest fame Vnto their Liege as though from him it came For Princes may put shame of their oresights Vpon their servants who must beare the blame Applying praises of those mens foresights Vnto themselues as if they were their rights Great Subiects must beware of subiects loue And Sov'raignes hate the first oft breeds the last Kings wil their Brethren hate if not reproue For being too wel belov'd who often tast The evil speede that growes from that loues hast Which makes great subiects in great policie That would of King and subiect be embrac'd To mix their vertues deeds with villany T' avoide the plague of Popularitie With submisse voice it tels the Soveraigne Severity makes weake Authoritie If that too oft the Subiects it sustaine And smal faults punisht with great cruelty Makes Feare and Hate desp'rate rebell'ouslie For death of Patients Emprickes lesse defame Then Executions oft doe Sov'raignty And all that haue delighted in the same Haue hate incurr'd and often death with shame For Policie can hardly wel prevent The purpose of true Hate made obstinate With ceaslesse plagues and extreame punishment For when the weakest hand is desperate It may confound a Caesar so a state Who death desires is Lord of others life He feares not hell that would be reprobate A calme Authoritie represseth strife When much severitie makes Rebels rifeâ— It 's better cure then cut of members ill If it may be and if that wil not serue Yet cut them off as t' were against thy will For Men hate not their members which they kerue Or cleane cut off the rest so to preserue For Cruelty sometimes is Clemencie Its mercy in the Prince peace to conserue To cut off Rebels with severity Lest they prevailing make an Anarchie And if in case a mighty Multitude Of mighty Men for Treason were to dy Policie would not haue the sword imbrude In bloud of them as t' were successiuely But all at once let them al headlesse ly For oft revenge with bloud to iterate The malice may suppresse of few too hy But stirres the harts of all to mortall hate Which may impeach the most secured state And therefore that which must be cut away Away with it at once quoth Policie And to the sores these plaisters ply straight way Doe some great good that argues Charity And pardon some to shew thy Clemencie To shedde the bloud of corrupt Maiestrates Doth not a little the paine qualifie The sacrifice of such hate expiates Thus bloud must heale what bloud exulcerates Intemp'rate Patients make Phisitions cruell And wayward Subiects make the Prince seveare Ceaselesse abuses of Ire is the fuell Can Sov'raignes beare when Subiects nought forbeare Such must be taught to loue through cause of feare For oft a ijrke from a kinde Masters hand AmoÌ„g much cockring makes our loue more deere When as we know it with our weale doth stand So short correction tends to long command Iudges corrupt and all Extortioners Like Spunges must be vsâ—d squiz'd being full And so must Iustice handle Vsurers They pull from Subiects Kings from theÌ„ must pull And wheÌ„ their fleece is grown sheare off the wooll These are the Canker-wormes of Common weales They mortifie and make the Members dull Then when the Head thereof these Cankers feeles He needes must clense them ere the Body heales For whosoever feares hate over much Knowes not as yet what Rules to Rule belong Let Subiects grutch without iust cause of grutch They will wheÌ„ they perceave the Prince they wroÌ„g To right the same continue Subiects long By Punishment and by Reward a State May be ore-aged beeing over yong In Mould of Love to melt the Commons hate Is to correct without respect of state From Piety and cleere-Eyde Providence Authoritie derives resistlesse force For Piety constraines Obedience Sith all beleeves the Heau'ns doe blesse her coorse And Providence subiection doth enforce For it foresees where Riott may runne out And with strong Barres which Barristers r'enforce Makes fast the Parke-pale there and round about That to goe through no one wil goe about It teacheth Princes wisely to beware How they exhaust their store for warre in peace To maintaine Reuellings and nothing spare That tends to Sensualities increase Although therfore their Flocks they often fleece It ill beseemes quoth Providence the Prince His owne and publike Treasures to decrease For private satisfaction of the sense Which sincks the State with waight of vain expeÌ„ce If there be factions for Sions cause So bee 't they breake not bounds of Charitie Instruction sooner then Correction drawes Such Discords to a perfect Vnity That yeelds a sweete Soule-pleasing harmony For when a Violls strings doe not concent We doe not rend them straight but leisurely VVith patience put in tune the Instrument So must it be in case of Government It s the least freedome Subiects can demaund To haue but liberty to hold their peace Who keepe their errors close from being scand Doe hurt none but themselves in warre or peace If Freedome true Obedience release It will containe it selfe in
silly Henry though a Saint he bee Must beare the plagues his Grandsires guilt incurr'd When he imbrude his hands or did agree To have his Sov'raignes bloud shedd savaglee His Vncles more like Fathers first he looseth Then by a woman most improvident He is ore ruâ—'d foâ— shee of all disposeth Till Hate and Factions ore-grew government Then Richard Duke of Yorke in Parliment Claimed the Scepter being so ill swai'd Where was examin'd his claime and descent And then gaue waie to it when all was wai'd So silly Henry was by law betrai'd The title of Duke Richard thus admitted But an Vsurper needes must make the King Yet t' was decreed that he should bee permitted For life to hold the Crowne which death doth bring When as the Crowne is held as no such thing Making the Duke by Act of Parliament His Heire apparant without altering Which for them both was most malevolent For hardly can one Crowne two Kings content This was a fond conspiring Parliment Against their Liege directlie and the Lawes No lesse disloiall then improvident And of effectes most bloudie was the cause For now the King his Friendes together drawes VVho for his safetie straight began to lay VVhich could not be without the fearefull Pawse Of Yorke that Lion cleane were cut away Downe must his Den his Howse must haue no stay VVho like him selfe beeing truely Leonine Stood on his strength so to defeate his foes And having wisedome truelie serpentine Still compassing about the crowne he goes Whom Henry tripping in his course orethroes But his Sonne Edward kept the claime a foote Vntill that civill bloud the Land oreflowes Who in conclusion pull'd vp by the roote All Lets got th'imbrued crowne with mickle boot Whilst this was doing the Realme was vndunne The Common-wealth became a Common-woe Iustice and government by Rogues ore runne The Ministers whereof tost too and fro Like foote-balls over which al men may goe All was quite out of square by squaring thus The Ground did grone enforc'd to vndergoe Continued Armies most contentious That made the State poore as prodigious This Claime was wel examin'd and admitted Here was Succession wel established What villanie was not thereby committed What vertue was not quite abolished And who so high that were not drown'd in dreade Yonge olde rich poore and Babes vnborne or borne Beasts things senselesse had cause Teares to shedd For all hereby away perforce were worne And far'd at least as Creatures most forlorne Woe woorth such vip'rous Cousins that wil rend Their Mothersâ—wombe the CoÌ„mon-wealth to raigne From such apparant-Heires God vs defend That care not who doe lose so they may gaine And long may Hee in peace the Crowne sustaine That for our peace his such Heires hath brought We all of late for such did stil complaine Then now sith we haue such and cost vs nought Lett 's thankfull be and know them as we ought As Pow'r doth want so Claimes Factions cease Might Right orecomes chiefly in Kingdoms claimes Pow'r Titles stirrs and Conquest makes their peace The Sword the Law how firme soever maymes Which at a Conquest though vnlawful aymes Though Prince and Peeres provide for future rule Ambition hardly her estate disclaimes Though for a time the Lawes her over-rule Yet when time serues the Law shee wil misrule Our State stands not on Armes as others doe Our force lies most dispersed at the Plow Vnready rude and oft rebellious too Whose Sun-burnt Necks oft rather breake theÌ„ bow Not caring whom ne what they doe alow These and such like enduced our late Prince Such motions vtterly to disalowe For this and many an inconvenience Whereof all Times affoord experience This made this careful Queene as knowing well By fortie fiue yeares proofe and her sharpe sight Into events whereof al Stories tell How safe to rule and keepe the State vpright For her rights sake right close to keepe this right Better she thought such Hëires two daies old Then two yeares and as strong in Law and Fight So lou'd her States life and her owne to hold And made her Hart that Heires securest Hold. But sith shee did conclude this great affaire Both Law and Conscience doe conclude the State And who resists by birth that lawful Heire Resists the lawful Sov'raigne Maiestrate Made both by birth and Law from iust estate Monarchicall-inheritance resides In him from her then who doth violate Obedience to him wounds the tender sides Of Law and Conscience and al good besides Edward the fourth thus hauing caught the Crown The weake Lancastrians drave to the wall And spared none till all were overthrowne That might lie in his waie to make him fall His Brother Clarence ô Crime Capitall He did rebaptize in a Butt of VVine Being ielous of him how soere Loiall A Turkish providence most indivine Yet Crownes wil rest on such ere thei 'le decline Besides a sliding and new-fangled Nation Ful of Rebellion and Disloyaltie May cause a Prince for his securer station To stand vpon the like extremitie VVhere Vertue hath no place of certenty VVhat Prince if provideÌ„t wil stick to straine Both Law and Conscience in secresy To cutt one MeÌ„ber off that letts his raigne VVhich the states Body doth in health maintaine The more perfection and Heroick worth Such Heires great Cousines or great Subiects haue The more the Multitude wil sett them foorth And more and more their rule they seeke and craue Then must we lose a part the vvhole to saue These haue Achitophells to egge them on And make them much more restlesse then a wave Vntil their Soveraignes they sett vpon To make them yeeld vp their Dominion Manie a busie Head by VVords and Deeds Put in their Heads how they may coÌ„passe Crownes That Crownes at last may compasse so their Heads And sitt victoriously on steedfast Thrones All these like humming Bees ensue those Drones To gather Hony if they chance to rest And store themselues with sweete provisions VVhilst the Crown-greedy Cousine in vnrest Lives but for them with feares and cares opprest Now though King Edward like a wary Prince To remoue Obstacles bent all his might Yet could no skill or humane providence Protect his Sonnes from their Protectors spight VVho as he seru'd King Henry seru'd them right The blood of Innocents on Innocents VVith heavy vengeance mixte amaine doth lightâ— Thus Innocents are plagu'd for the Nocents Such are the High'sts inscrutable Iudgments And as He murdred Henrie for his Crowne So for their Crowne were his Sonnes murdered By hardest Harts in softest Bedd of Downe They were deere Harts at once quite smothered VVhich some ignoble Nobles furthered And rather then they should not die by force Or want a VVant-grace to performe the Deede Their Vncle and Protector must perforce Their Crowne from Head and Head froÌ„ Life divorce Now vp is
the Crowne Which seisure a right hand did soone controule And VVrong that would aspire Right straight putts downe Which fatally in fine was overthrone Yet was that VVronge made Right by their consents That were to see that each one had his owne But Heau'n disposeth Earth and her intents And Earth gainst Heav'n oppos'd too late repents Who trusts in Men in whome was never trust Except they were at warre with VVealth and State Few Statesmen such shal see how much distrust Doth Men advantage and prolongs their date Treason's in Trust Repentance comes to late When Powr's deriv'd from those that are but weake VVeake ev'ry way it stands in desprate state Frailty sticks not fidelity to breake VVhen it doth favoure and advantage seeke In case of Crownes when it our Crownes may cost If we misse holding when at them we catch It 's deadly dangerous at al to trust Much more to trust all that advantage watch By thy losse from losse themselves to dispatch Religion cannot dwell in double harts Such Harts haue All that with al states doe match Then where Religion slideth promise starts And feare of perill worldly frendshippe parts Queene Mary for she was that which shee was Namely our Queene and neere to our late Queene Her faults in silence we will overpasse Let them be buried with her sith I weene Sh' hath bin well taxt whose memorie is greene Shee now is Crown'd and Crown'd to others cost VVith Spaine shee matches being overseene Her Kinge forsakes her Calis quite is lost All goes awry which makes her yeeld the Ghost Now sacred Cynthia girt with silver Orbe From out Cimerian Clouds of Prisonment Faire Queene of Chastity appear'd to curbe Contention which oreranne this Continent And ioyn'd the same with peacefull government VVhich we doe yet enioy and long may wee The cause of it possesse in all Content Amen say I and all that peacefull bee In him that saith Amen when all agree Pray for thy King ble'st Ile lest that a Change A five-fold change to Desolation tend Or thou made subiect to a Subiect strange Which may thy publike-weale in peeces rend And make it private onely to the frend Gods Mill grindes slowly but small meale it makes Then praise him for thy peace and lesse offend Be not as one that stil occasion takes To sin the more the more he peace pertakes Farre be it from Religion to pretend Obedience whil'st it aymes at Princes spoile It s not Religion Soveraignty to end That Servitude thereby may keepe a coile And for her freedome covett Freedoms foile If Kings Commands do crosse the Divine will In their discharge Religion must recoile But not confound the Charger for its ill And ill can never good Commands fulfill Now brifly t'recollect what we haue sedd Touching the ActioÌ„s of these PoteÌ„tates In VVilliam Conquerer's considered How soone are conquered devided Statâ—s ,For force disioynedâ— small force ruinates He being desirous to reteyne the Pray His Sword had purchas'd it quite dissipates And like a Chaos at his feete it lay To forme it as he listed ev'ry way With the new Kinge he gaue new Lords and Laws Which curb'd the Head-stroÌ„g did yoke the VVild Till Disobedience with obedience drawes And all as one to one and all did yeeld That with and for that One did winne the field VVho finding his possession to bee sure Did ease the thralldome wherein they were held And that which erst he wounded he did cure And ev'ry waie their loves did then alure Now are the Kinge and the Nobility True freinds and fathers to the Common-weale The Commons now obay vnfeynedly The Victors and the Vanquished doe feele How much these Corsiues deadly hatred heale Now all being whole and sound are made intire And all aboute their Liege doth Larges deale By meanes whereof he hath his harts desire Whilst with his love he thus setts Harts on â—ire If he to mercy had the Peeres receav'd Or trusted to their Oathes true Fallacies And so departed when hee had perceav'd The State well settled leaving Deputies H 'had lost the value of his Victories Ne had the Land bin free from vvarrs and woes That doe consort divided Monarchies Ireland a woefull wittnesse is of those That for a Conquests want wracks Friends and Foes Omitting other Princes to descend To the first Edward that did first refine This Common-weale and made the same ascend VVhen through mis-swaying it seem'd to decline In whom we see the Providence divine VVorke by his VVisedome Valor Industrie Glorious effects which in the State doe shine For Hee it made an intire Monarchie Which now remaines so to Posteritie Edward and Richard second of their names VVith the sixth Henry and the Infant King By these bee 't spoken not without their blames Is seene the dire and diverse altering Of kingly state through evill managing These beeing childish fraile improvident Laie open to Ambitions canvasing VVho spâ—ing time vsurpt their government Making them Mirrors for Kings negligent The faults fore-mention'd in these haplesse Kings The vniust rule of those that ruled them The subiects strength which Sov'raignes weaknesse brings A fatall Potion made for King and Realme Whereof they dranke a deadly draught extreme Kings must be Kings indeede and not in show Like as the Sunne is Actiue with his Beame For if they suffer Subiects Kings to grow Kings must bee slaues and to their Subiects bow Edward the third and Henrie Bullenbrooke Henry the fift and the fourth Edward These Princes were of Fortune nere forsooke Because they governed with due regard And whilst they watcht they made the rest to warde By others errors they did rule aright Who made their subiects loving feare their guarde Ambition durst be dam'd ere come in sight Or but once moue her head to looke vpright Kings cannot safely raigne without mistrust Because no state without Ambition is Which ever hath her Trainâ— for so shee must To helpe to guide her when shee guids amisse For shee is blind and oft the way doth misse Impatient of delay in her desire Now running that waie and streight trying this Like to a restlesse ventlesse Flame of fire That faine would finde the way streight to aspire Ther 's no perfection without some defect Yet may 't be cur'd or tolerable made Onely Ambition doth all cure reiect VVealth doth augment it want makes it not fade And into deepes vnknowne in both t' will wade In doing well it is most insolent And no lesse impudent in doing bad Too wil'd to tame and violently bent With Tooth and Naile to catch at government The Conquests which these Kings in France obtain'd As those in Scotland were by others lost For Vice will lose what is by vertue gain'd Their keeping put the state to ceaslesse cost VVhich â—ost the Commons
fulfill And leave the Reader to thinke what he will NOw may we range next to the Ranke of loue Other Affections and to doe it right We must place Favoure there by which w'approve Of some thing wherein we conceave delight For that it 's good in deede or so in sight Herein Loues obligation doth commence Yet favoure may haue force where loue lacks might But without Favoure Loue is a non ENS For Favoure waites vpon Loves excellence Then Reverence with Favour we may Ranke Bredd by comparing some high Dignitie With some inferior State that Fortune sanck Which then is in it's right especially When extreame feare and Hatred come not ny For though in Rev'rence Feare and Shamefastnesse VVith moderation doe obscurely lye Yet Feare by some Ill caus'd Good doth suppresse Still seene in that which breedes our humblenesse True rev'rence therefore beare we vnto God Who is allâ—good as he almightie is For fear'd we nought but his revenging Rodd Our Rev'rence would be turn'd to hate by this Then Rev'rence growes from pow'r and grace of his And whosoere with them he most endowes Of Rev'rence from lesse Rev'rend cannot misse For Rev'rence Pow'r and Goodnesse still ensues And the lesse worthie to the better bowes For when we eie the vertue pow'r and grace Of the most Noble truely called so And looke vpon our selves and weigh how base VVe are compar'd with them then bend we lo As vnto them that vs in Good out-go For as selfe-liking doth enlarge the Hart Or puffe it vp like Bladders which we blo So it contracts it selfe in ev'ry part When we see others passe vs in desart Then as we rev'rence God for goodnesse more Then for his might and awfull Maiesty So if we would be rev'renc't of the Low'r We must surmount them in that ex'lency That makes vs most resemble Dëity For whereas Goodnesse doth associate Might There the most Insolent most rev'rently Though otherwise repleat with al Dispight VVill doe their Homage freely with delight For homage fealty and honor are To sacred Vertue due by Natures Law Honor we owe to Vertue though but bare And Vertue matcht with might doth Rev'rence draw Then Honor Reverence and loving awe Are due to Maiestie and that is due To Magistrats that Men froÌ„ Vice with-draw And make them Vertue eagerly ensue Themselues therin be'ng Leaders of the Crue The last Affects to Love subordinate Are Mercy and Compassion These are they VVhich make vs like God to commiserate The miseries of those that still decay Or are at point to perish without stay These these bewraie that we are Members quick Of that same Bodie whose Head doth bewray That they are Members mortifide or sick VVhich feele no paines that fellow members prick These make vs make the hand of the distrest Our Mucke and Earthly Mammons continent Yea make vs make the Orphanes home our Brest And our right Arme the VVeedowes Sustinent And all that want our All them to content O that these were more frequent then they are With those that doe our Churches so frequent For damn'ds Devotion that will nothing spare But for selfe-comfort altogither care These Colledges and Hospitals erect And both endow with copious maintenance These are so prevalent in their effect That they vnto the Heav'ns doe Earth advance Wherein there is no want or sufferance These doe forgiue as gladly as they giue Vnto their foes miscarried by Mischance These good and bad like God in lacke relieue For Mercies Bowels melt when anie grieue These Bridges builde ore Rivers semi-Seas And turne deepe VVaies though endlesse in extent To Cawseis firme for Man and Beasts more ease And ev'ry waie provide for bothes content Through fellow-feeling of their dryriment These make their VVaredrops and the Needies one And their owne Limbes limbes of the impotent Ioy with the ioiefull mone with them that mone And sigh in soule when they in Bodie grone O that my soule could as it gladly would It selfe infuse into each worde or line That tendes to Mercies glorie then it should So as it ought at least like Phoebus shine If not at most bee more then most divine For Mercie and Iustice are Gods mightie Armes But he most might to Mercie doth assigne As bee'ng the right Arme holding all from harmes Though All do fall through Frailties least Alarmes Mercie 's the true Idea of Gods Soule Wherein his matchlesse glorie glitters most Which is of force his Iustice to controule For when in Iustice all that are were lost Then Mercie them redeem'd to Iustice cost The Lord of Iustice was vniustly slaine That Mercie might triumph and iustly boast As Loue first made so Mercie made againe Man-kind that sin had marr'd with monstrous stain Sith Mercie then is of so high account Shee should bee most familier with the Hy For God in mercy doth himselfe surmount That is it doth himselfe most glorify So they that eie the Poore with Pitties eie And haue most mercie seated in their soule Draw neer'st the nature of his Dëity Whose names engrossed are in his Check-role And next him ought the VNIVERS to rule THus having toucht th' Affections most humane That humane nature doe consociate Now follow those that are most inhumane Bred by Opinion of Ill which wee hate Which make vs savage or in worse estate The vnrest of our soules the while they rest Within our Bodies and predominate Proceedes from fowre chiefe causes of vnrest Which thus by Natures searchers are exprest Desire Feare Griefe Ioy all immoderate Which perturbations be from these proceede Al Passions which the soule excruciate Which the Mindes ignorance doth fatting feede As knowing not what 's good or Ill indeede Desire and Ioie those goods accompany Which be not good further then Natures neede And that a little God wot doth supply For overmuch doth her soone mortifie Aske peace and plenty what fell fights they haue With these three Monsters Pride Strife Excesse Hardly themselues if they at all doe saue From their fell force they eas'ly wil confesse Yet God with Peace and Plentie Man doth blesse That Man might blesse God both in word and deede Not take occasion from thence to transgresse But from these Fountaines pure doe oft proceede By their abuse Abuses which exceede For sinne in peace and plentie is so arm'd VVith all that may allure the simple sense That sense by those allurements is so charm'd That soone it yeeldes to sinne obedience As it were forc'd by some Omnipotence When sinne so sweetly doth intreate and pray And promise Flesh Heav'n in Incontinence To which prosperity doth Flesh betray How can fraile Flesh and Bloud say sweet sinne nay If Tast would tast what might her Pallate please Sinne offers Manna Nectar and what not VVould touching feele sinne opens pleasures Seas To plunge the sense therein it to besot The smell shee ioies with sents as sweete as
that see her as shee is Still loth'd may shee be for had shee not byn We stil had liv'd in earthly Heavens blisse And Lucifer held heav'nly Paradis Sith Man was made a creature sociable And that his liues-ioy should therein consist What vice in man is more detestable Then that which doth this ioy of life resist For Pride as if shee were with nature blist That farre surmounted more then half-divine Scornes al Humanity if so what i st On Earth that shee thinks be'ng so superfine Worthie to suite her but alone to reigne Shee swelling Toade lookes with disdainful Eyes On highest things that are sublunarie And Lunatick aboue the Moone doth rise In minde though she mindes nought but villany So to aspire to highest Dignitie Therefore the most prowde are most ignorant Of wisedomes hid in blest Theologie Because they meerely minde things miscreant As earthly pompe and port extravagant If not impossible yet hard it is For the most learn'd and lowly wel to know Themselues in ev'ry part and not to misse Then sith the Prowd doe never looke so low That skil nere comes but with their overthrow For they by nature are most prone to pride That know all but themselues and yet doe show They know themselues too wel for nought beside They loue which loue that knowledge doth misguid For who so lookes with vvell-descerning eies If he be mortal be he what he wil Into him selfe he wil him selfe despise For in him selfe he findeth nought but ill Corrupting Soule and Body Minde and VVill The best shall finde but matter too too bad To humble them and so to keepe them still The worst shal see ynough to make them mad Seeing themselues through Ill so ill-bestad Al vnder Heav'n mans pride hath made so vile So fraile so ful of sorrow and vexation That should a Man possesse al yet the while He should possesse but temporall damnation And with it likely divine indignation Can Men be prowde then of an earthly hell Affording nought but griefe and molestation Or can their harts with Pride and Sorrow swell When one puffes vp the other downe doth quel If so they can it is for want of sense To feele the griefes that are most sensible And senselesse Soules haue no preheminence Of humane Nature nor extensible To brutish which is not insensible Then what are proud Soules by this iust accounte But either deade or comprehensible In that of Plants which from Earth cannot mount But that a worthlesse VVren may them surmount The Eyes that Sunne-bright Robes or smoke of praise Doe dimme are feeble-sighted and such Eyes Cannot themselues as high as Heaven raise Nor pierce to Hell which in their Owner lies For if they would or could in any wise Pride could not possibly surprise their Hart For Heav'n they would admire and Hell despise And from that Hell they would their Eyes convertâ— To highest Heav'n and from it nere divert But as the Toade to venome turnes her foode How pure so ere it be shee feedeth on So Pride turnes Vertue to her venom'd moode Then which no prid 's more neere Damnation For sp'ritual pride God hates as he doth none Which pride is Luciferian and the fall Of those whose Soules are with it over gon Shal be like Lucifers for no one shall Be sav'd that weenes his vertue passeth all Pride is a winde that makes the Soule to swell And without Issue it the same wil rend Therefore the proude their owne perfections tell Yea onely tell of what them most commend And with whom not for praise they stil contend Which if they misse or others praised more Out goth that wind which they with thuÌ„drings seÌ„d Against al those that are preferr'd before And as distracted raile and rave and rore Doth Pride a Tenent hold it must be so Although it cutt the Throate of Reason quite All her opinions can abide no No And though them to defend shee hath no might Yet to defend them shee wil rage and fight No time no truth nor no authoritie Shal putt Pride if shee wrong be in the right For shee desires to haue the masterie In al that al may give her dignitie Nothing so much shee dreades as to be deem'd Any's inferior in any thing This makes her loth to learne sith shee hath seem'd To know much more then al by her learning She scornes reproofes that information bring Her Vices shee wil haue for Vertues tane Or like a Serpent shee wil hisse and sting Blaspheme and what not for shee 's most profane And if shee can be her impugners bane The frendshippe is as dang'rous as vnsure Where Pride hath any place in any frend Pride wil the downfall of a friend procure If by such fall the proude friende may ascend For al his frenshippe to himselfe doth tend Comes good from him to him must goe the praise As if good in him did begin and end So robbes God of his glorie many waies And faine aboue his God himselfe would raise If he with fained modestie doth vaile His height of Pride and doth himselfe dispraise T is but the higher to advance the Saile Of swelling Pride which he to Cloudes doth raise Nay thuÌ„der-cracks the Clouds that clouds his praise The highest Heau'ns he weenes must giue it way Vnto the Throne where perfect glorie staies And there sitt cheeke by Iowle with Glorie ay This Pride desires and those that her obay If shee associate Learning shee wil leade That Heav'nly Lady into Hellish waies Then shee misledd each Soule must needes misleade That on her seeming-wel-stai'd Iudgment staies Hence spring al Heresies which Pride doth raise For lett a Scholer famous for his skill Maintaine dam'd Error he for peevish praise Wil ransacke Bookes and Braines to do it still Though he thereby his Soule with Millions spill For should we harrow al the Soules of those The Soules of al the Heades of Heresies We shal finde Pride did thereto them dispose That they might liue to al Posterities In Mouthes of Men though but for Blasphemies Knowledge puffes vp and if the dewes of Grace Swage not the swelling it so high wil rise That Earth nor Heav'n shal hold it in that case Till Hell doth take it downe and it embrace The knowledge of the Best consists in show This Man is wise compar'd with one more fond Yet this great wise man nothing lesse doth know Then he would seeme to know and vnderstand Suffizeth him he beares the VVorld in hand That he is wise and learned Nothing lesse But wise in this that can Mens thoughts command To thinke him wise when should he truth confesse His wisedome were but wel-cloakt foolishnesse Latine and Greeke are but Tongues naturall Which helpe but not suâ—fise to make men wise For the effect of speech is al in all Sound Sentence which from wise Collections rise Of diverse Doctrines