were weake and yoong But thrust them forth still as they waxed old And on her head she wore a tyre of gold Adorn'd with Gems and Owches wondrous faire Whose passing price vnneath was to be told And by her side there sate a gentle paire Of Turtle-doues she sitting in an Iuorie chaire Ed. Spencer Due Charitie in louing doth preferre Her neighbours good fore her vtilitie I. Syluister Transl Who may but will not helpe doth hurt we know and curious they That dribling alms by art disband wel meÌ„t froÌ„ wel done pay And he that questions distresse and doth not help endeuour TheÌ„ he that sees nothing saies or cares is lesse deceauour W. Warner It is a worke of Charitie God knowes The reconcilement of two mortall foes Ch. Middleton Charitie brings forrh but barren seeds And hatred still is sowne in so great store That when the fruites of both came to be reaped The tone is scarce the tother ouerheaped S. I. Harr. Chastitie O Chastitie the chiefe of heauenly lights Which mak'st vs most immortall shape to wearâ— S. Ph. Sidney Chastities attire The vnstained vaile which innocents adorne Th'vngather'd rose defended with the thorne S. Daniel O Charitie the gift of blessed soules Comfort in death a crowne vnto the life Which all the passions of the minde controlles Adornes the maide and bewtifies the wife That grace the which nor death nor time attaints Of earthly creatures making heauenly Saints M. Drayton A Woman cannot take vpon her With bewtie riches nor with hie nobilitie To claime the true deserued praise of honour If Chastitie do faile by her fragilitie This is the vertue that defends her honour S I. Harrington Who doth desire that chaste his wife should bee First be he true for truth doth truth deserue Then he be such as he his words may see And alwaies one credit which her preserue Not toying kind nor causlesly vnkinde Not stirring thoughts nor yet denying right Not spying faults nor in plaine errors blinde Neuer â—ard hand nor euer raines to light As farre from want as farre from vaine exspence Th' one doth enforce th' other doth entice All owe good company but driue from thence All filthy mouthes that glory in their vice This done thou hast no more but leaue the rest To nature fortune time and womans brest S. Ph. Sydney Penelope in spending chaste her daies As worthy as Vlisses was of praise S. I. Harrington Of Christ. The brooser of the serpents head the womans promiz'd seed The second in the Trinitie the foode our soules to feed The vine the light the doore the way the shepheard of vs al Whose manhood ioynd to deitie did raunsome vs from thrall That was and is and euermore will be the same to his That sleeps to none that wakes to him that turns our curse to blis WhoÌ„ yet vnseen the Patriarks saw the Prophets had foretold The Apostles preacht the Saints adord Martyrs do behold The same Augustus Emperor in Palestine was born AmoÌ„gst his own yet his own did curse their blis in scorn W. Warner Augustus quailing Anthonie was Emperour alone In whose vnfoed monarchy our common health was knowne The bruizer of the serpents head the womans promisd seed The second in the Trinitie the foode our soules to feede The vine the light the doore the way the shepheard of vs all The same Augustus Emperor in Palestine was borne AmoÌ„gst his own yet his own did curse their blis in scorn Idem Children Riches of children passe a princes throne Which touch the fathers heart with secret ioy When without shame he saith these be mine owne S. Ph. Sidney This patterne good or ill our children get For what they see their parents loue or hate Their first caught sence prefers to teachers blowes The cockerings cockerd we bewaile too late When that we see our ofspring gayly bent Women man-wood and men effeminate Idem What children apprehend The same they like they followe and amend D. Lodge There is no loue may be compa'rd to that The tender mother beares vnto the childe For euen so much the roote it doth encrease As their griefe growes our contentation cease G. Gas Chaunge All is but fained and which oaker died That euery showre will wash and wipe away All things do Chaunge that vnder heauen abide And after death all friendship doth decay Therefore what euer man bear'st worldly sway Liuing on God and on thy selfe relie For when thou diest all shall with thee die Ed. Spencer All suffer Chaunge our selues new borne euen then begin to die W. Warner The euer Chaunging course of things Runne a perpetuall circle euer turning S. Dan. Change liues not long time fainteth and time mourns Solace and sorrow haue their certaine turnes M. Drayton All Chaunge is perillous and all chaunce vnsound Ed. Spencer Seldome Chaunge the better brought Content who liues with tried state Need feare no Chaunge of frowning Fate But will seeke for vnknowne gaine Oft liues by losse and leaues with paine Idem What doth remaine to man that can continue long What sun caÌ„shine so cleare but clouds may rise amoÌ„g G. Gascoigne No flower is so fresh but frost can it deface No man so snre in any seate but he may loose his place Idem Most true it is as we doo daily proue No good nor ill can stand still at one stay S. I. Harrington The man that of himselfe is most secure Shall finde himselfe most fickle and vnsure Ed. Spencer Men change the ayre but seldome change their care M. Drayton Chaunce What should we thinke of signes they are but haps How may they then be signes of after-claps Doth euery Chaunce foreshew or cause some other Or ending of it selfe extend no further As th'ouerflowing flood some mount doth choake But to his guide some othet flood it yoake So if that signes thy sinnes once ioyne beware Else-whereto Chaunces tend do neuer care M. of M. True it is if fortune light by Chaunce There fortune healpes the boldest to aduance G. Gascoigne Counsaile Sacred Counsaile true heart suppling balme Soule-curing plaister true preseruing blis Water of life in euery sudden qualme The heauens rich store-house where all treasure is True guide by whom foule errors due we mis Night burning-beacon watch against mishaps Foresight auoyding many after claps M. Drayton Euery strawe proues fewell to the fire When Counsell doth concurre with our desire Idem What eld hath tried and seeene good counsell is D. Lodge Counsell still is one When fathers friends and worldly goods are gone Idem Counsell that comes when ill hath done his worst Blesseth our ill but makes our good accurst M. Drayton Vaine sounds of pleasure we delight to heare But Counsell iarres as discord in our eare Idem A King that aimes his neighbours crowne to win Before the fruite of open warres begin Corrupts his Counsell with rich recompences For in good Counsell stands the strength of Princes I. Syl. Transl A Kingdomes greatnesse hardly can he
to want on in subiectiue dutie I. Weeuer Wayward Beauty doth not fancy moue A frowne forbids a smile ingendreth loue Ed. Fairfax Transl What els is forme but fading aire Yea oft because assaulted of it hurteth to be faire VV. VVarner Full soone the fairest face would cease from being such If not preserued curiously from tendring more then much That wondrous patterne where soeuer it bee Whether in earth laid vp in secret store Or els in heauen that no man may it see With sinfull eies for feare it to deflore Is perfect Beautie which all men adore Whose face and feature doth so far excell All mortall sence that none the same may tell Ed. Spencer O Beautie how attractiue is thy power For as the liues heat clings about the hart So all mens hungry eyes do haunt thy bower Raigning in Greece Troy swumme to thee in art Remoued to Troy Greece followed thee in feares Thou drewest ech syrelesse sword ech childlesse dart And puldst the Towers of Troy about thine eares G. Chapman Varietie of Beauties The harbingers of lust his amorous eyes did walke More clogd with chaÌ„ge of Beauties theÌ„ K. Midas once witâ— gold Now this now that and one by one he did them all behold This seemed faire that as faire and letting either passe A third he thought a proper girle a fourth a pleasant lasse Louely the fift liuely the sixt the seuenth a louely wench The eight of sweet complexion to the ninth he altereth theÌ„â—â— That mildly seem'd maiesticall tenth modest lookes toong The eleuenth could sweetly entertain the twelft was fresh yoong The next a gay brownetta next admir'd yoong And euery feature so intic't his intricate affection As liking all alike he lou'd confounded in election W. VVarner Banishment No Banishment can be to him assignde Who doth retaine a true resolued minde M. Drayton â—n exile euery man or bond or free Of noble race or meaner parentage â—s not in this vnlike vnto the slaue That must of force obey to each mans will And praise the peeuishnesse of each mans pride G. Gascoigne Transl Bashfulnesse So respected Was Bashfulnesse in Athens it erected To chast Agneia which is shamefastnesse A sacred temple holding her a goddesse G. Chapman Preferment sildome graceth Bashfulnesse Idem Let sobernesse be still thy wisedomes end Admitting what thou canst not comprehend I. Syluester Transl Blisse These dayes example hath deep written here Deep written in my heart with yron pen That Blisse may not abide in state of mortall men Ed. Spencer Doth sorrow fret thy soule ô direfull spirit Doth pleasure feed thy heart ô blessed man Hast thou bene happie once ô heauy plight Are thy mishaps forepast ô happie than Or hast thou blisse in eld ô blisse too late But hast thou blisse in youth ô sweet estate E. of O. Hard it is To immitate a false and forged blisse Ill may a sad mind forge a mery face Nor hath constrained laughter any grace G. Chapman Blisse not in height doth dwell Idem Quiet Blisse in no state lasteth long Assailed still by mischiefe many waies Whose spoyling battery glowing hote and strong No flowing wealth no force nor wisdome staies Her smoakelesse powder beaten souldiers slaies By open force foule mischiefe oft preuailes By secret sleight she sild her purpose failes I. H. of Magist Blessed the man that well can vse his blisse Ed. Spencer We think no greater blisse then such to be as be we would When blessed none but such as be the same as be they should VV. VVarner Our blisse consists not in possessions But in commaunding our affections In vertues choyce and vices needfull chace Far from our harts for staining of our face Tho. Kid. Bountie O sacred Bountie mother of content Proppe of renowne nourisher of Arts The crowne of hope the roote of good euent The trumpe of fame the ioy of noble hearts Grace of the heauens diuinitie in nature Whose excellence doth so adorne the creature M. Drayton On the other part was to be viewde His vertues each one by it selfe distinct Prudence and temperance and Fortitude And Iustice and a fift vnto these linckt So nie that who with it is not indued The rest may seeme blotted or quite extinct Bountie employed in giuing and in spending A speciall grace to all the other lending S. I. Harr. Transl Augustus Caesar was not such a Saint As Virgill maketh him by his description His loue of learning scuseth that complaint That men might iustly make of his proscriptionâ— Neither the shame that Neroes name doth taint Confirm'd now by a thousand yeares prescription Be e'ne as it is if he had had the wit To haue bene franke to such as Poems writ Idem This reason is the chiefe That wits decay because they want their hire For where no succour is nor no reliefe The very beasts will from such place retire Idem He is mad and worse That plaies the nigard with a Princes purse M. Drayton Care Another shape appeares Of greedy Care still brushing vp the knees His knuckles knobd his flesh deep dented in With tawed hands and hardy tanned skin The morrow gray no sooner hath begun To spred his light euen peeping in our eies When he is vp and to his worke yrunne But let the nights black mistie mantels rise And with foule darke neuer so much disguise The faire bright day yet ceaseth he no where But hath his candles to prolong his toyle M. Sackuill Rude was his garment and to rags all rent No better had he ne for better carde With blistered hands among the cynders brent And fingers filthy with long nayles vnpared Right for to rend the food on which he fared His name was Care a black Smyth by his trade That neither day nor night from working spared But to small purpose yron wedges made Those be vnquiet thoughts that woful minds inuade Ed. Spencer Care keepes his watch in euery olde mans eye And where Care lodges sleepe will neuer lie But where vnbruiz'd youth with vnstuft braine Doth couch his limbs there golden sleepe doth raine W. Shakespeare Care and suspition are faire Bewties dower M. Drayton Care the consuming canker of the minde The discord that disorders sweet-hearts tune Th' abortiue bastard of a coward minde The lightfoote lackie that runnes poste by death Bearing the leters which containe our end The busie aduocate that sells his breath Denouncing worst to him is most his frend H. Constable Charitie â—he was a woman in the freshest age Of wondrous bewtie and of bowntie rare With goodly grace and comely personage That was on earth not easie to compare â—ull of great loue But Cupids wanton snare As hel she hated chaste in worke and will Her necke and brest were euer open bare That aye thereof her babes might sucke their fill The rest was all in yealow robes araied still A multitude of babes about her hung Playing their sportes that ioyed her to behold Whom still she fed while they
Lodge Prosperitie a flatterer is found Delight is fearelesse till it feele the wound M. D. Vid Pleasure Desire Desire whom not the firmament Nor aire nor earth nor Ocean can content Whose lookes are hookes whose bellies bottomlesse Whose hands are gripes to scrape with greedines Vnder whose command She brings to field a rough vnruly band First secret burning mightie swoln ambition Whom Epicurus many worlds suffice not Whose furious thirst of proud aspiring dies not Whose hands transported with phantasticke passion Beare painted steeples in imaginaton I. Syluister Transl Amongst the most the worst we best can chuse T is easie to desire but hard to vse M. Drayton Desire hath philters which desire procure Idem If blinde desire thy heart hath once embraced Inthrall'd it is and honour so defaced Ë™ Ë™ Desire with small encouraging growes bolde M. Drayton What can be said that Louers cannot say Desire can make a Doctor in a day Idem Things much retain'd do make vs much desire them And bewties seldome seene makes vs admire them Idem Destinie Sad Clotho held the rocke the whiles the thrid By grisly Lachesis was spunne with paine That cruell Atropos eft-soones vndid With cursed knife cutting the twist in twaine Most wretched meÌ„ whose daies depeÌ„donthrids so vain E. of S. The holy Prophet brought Astolpho where A Pallace seldome seene by mortall men Was plac't by which a thicke darke riuer ran Each roome therein was full of diuers fleeces Of Wolle of Lint of Woll or else of Cotten An aged woman spunne the diuers peeces Whose looke and hue did shew her old and rotten Nor much vnlike vnto that labour this is By which in sommer a new made silke is gotten Where from the silke-wormes his fine garment taking They reaue him of the cloathes of his owne making For first in one large roome a woman span Infinite thrids of diuers stuffe and hew An other doth wiâ—h all the speed she can With other stuffe the distaffe still renew The thrid in feature like and pale and wan Seuers the faire fâ—om foule the olde from new Who be these here the Duke demaunds his guide These be the fatall sisters he replide The Parcaes that the thrid of life do spin To mortall men hence death and nature knowe When life must end and when it must begin Now she that doth deuide them and bestow The course from finer and the thick from thin Workes to that kinde that those which finest grow For ornaments in Paradice must dwell The course are curst to be consum'd in hell Further the Duke did in the place behold That when the thrids were spent that had bene spunne Theit names in brasse in siluer and in gold Were wrote and so into great heapes were donne From which a man that seemed wondrous old With whole loades of those names away did runne And turn'd againe as fast the way he went Nor neuer weary was nor neuer spent This aged man did hold his pace so swift As though to runne he had bene onely borne And in the lappet of his cloake were borne The names c. This was time An heape of names within his cloake he bore And in the riuer did them all vnlade Or to say truth away he cast them all Into this streame which Laethe we do call S. I. Harr. Transl Vide. Fame You sad daughters of the quiet night Which in your priuate resolution wright What hath or shall vpon our fortunes light Whose stories none may see much lesse recite You rulers of the Gods I. Markham Downe in the bottome of the deepe Abisse Where Demogorgon in dull darknesse pâ—nt Far from the view of Gods or heauens blisse The hidious Chaos there dreadfull dwelling is Ed. Spencer What man can turne the streame of Destenie Or breake the chaine of strong necessitie Which fast is tide to Iones eternall seate Idem What shal be shall There is no choice Things needs must driue as Destenie decreeth For which we ought in all our haps reioyce Because the eye eternall things foreseeth Which to no ill at any time agreeth For ills too ill to vs be good to it So farre his skill exceeds our reache of wit I. H. Mir. of M. Woe worth the wight that striues with Gods foresight They are not wise but wickedly do erre Which thinke ill deeds due destenies may barre Idem No huÌ„ble speech nor mone may moue the fixed stint Of Destinie or death such is the will that paints The earth with colours fresh y e darkish skies with store Of Starry light Ed. Spencer Walls may a while keepe out an enemie But neuer castle kept out destinie M. Drayton Who can deceiue his destinie Or weene by warning to auoyd his fate That when he sleepes in most securitie And safest seemes him soonest doth amate And findeth due effect or soone or late So feeble is the power of fleshly arme Ed. Spencer That which Ioue and Destinie haue done Men may lament but neuer disanull Ch. Fitz. vide fate Dispaire Ere long they came where that same wicked wight His dwelling has lowe in a hollowe Caue Farre vnderneathe a craggy clift vpright Darke dolefull drery like a drery graue That still for carion carkasses doth craue On top whereof aye dwells the ghastly Owle Shriking his balefull note which euer draue Farre from that haunt all other chearefull fowle And all about it wandring ghostes do waile and houle And all about olde stockes and stubs of trees Whereas nor fruite nor leafe was euer seene Did hang vpon the ragged rocky trees On which had many witches hanged beene Whose carkasses were scattered on the greene And throwne about the cliffes Ed. Spencer That darkesome caue they enter where they finde That cursed man lowe sitting on the ground Musing full sadly in his sullen minde Hiâ— grisly locks long growne and vnbound Disordered hung about his shoulders round And hid his face through which his hollowe eies Lookt deadly dull and stared as astound His rawebone cheekes through penurie and pine Were shrunke into his iawes as he did neuer dine His garment nought but many ragged clouts With thornes together pind and patched was The which his naked sides he wraps abouts And him beside there lay vpon the grasse Adrery coarse whose life away did passe All wallowed in his owne yet luke-warme blood That from his wound yet welled fresh a lasse In which a rustie knife fast fixed stood And made an open passage for the gushing flood Idem Me thought by night a grisly ghost in darke I sawe Eke euer still to me with stealing steps she drew â—he was of colour pale and deadly hew Her clothes resembled thousand kinds of thrall And pictures plaine of hastned deaths withall I. H. Mir. of M. Dispaire The factor for improuident restraint I. Markeham Dispaire that deepe disdained elfe Delightlesse liues still stabbing of her selfe D. Lodge As it is not lawfull for a man At such a Kings departure or decease To leaue the place and falsifie his
body thin and bare as any bone Whereto was left nought but the case alone And that alas was gnawne on euery where All full of holes that I ne mought refraine From teares to see how she her armes could teare And with her teeth gnash on her bones in vaine When all for nought she faine would so sustaine Her staruen corps that rather seem'd a shade Then any substance of a creature made Great was her force whom stone walles could not stay Her tearing nayles snatching at all she sawe With gaping iawes that by no meanes y may Be satisfied from hunger of her mawe But eates her selfe as she that hath no lawe Gnawing alas her carkas all in vaine While you may count each sinew bone and vaine On her while we thus firmly fixt our eie That bled for â—uth of such a drery sight Lo suddenly she shrikte in so huge wise As made hell gates to shiuer with the might Where with a dart we sawe how it did light Right on his brest and therewithall pale death Enthrilling it to reaue her of her breath M. Sackuile Meane cates are welcome still to hungry guests B. Ioh. Fancie Fancie we feele includes all passions might S. Phil. Sydney Fancie by kind with reason striueth still Th. Watson Vid. loue Fate What God hath said that cannot but ensue Though all the world would haue it ouerthrowne When men suppose by fetches of their owne To flie their Fate they further on the same Like blasts of winde which oft reuiue the flame M. of M. The heauens do rule in their continuall course That yeelds to Fate that doth not yeeld to force M. Drayton Chaunce is vncertaine fortune double faced Ed. Fairfax Transl Demogorgon ruler of the Fates R. Greene. The Fates can make Waie for themselues their purpose to pertake Ed. Spencer What the Fates do once decree Not all the gods can chaunge nor Ioue himself can free Idem The lawes of Fate Being grau'n in steele must stand inuiolate Th. Dekkar Who can escape what his owne Fate hath wrought The work of heauens wil surpasse all humane thought Ed. Spencer Who can deceiue his destenie Or weene by warning to auoid his Fate That when he sleepes in more securitie And safest seemes him soonest doth amate And findeth due effect or soone or late So feeble is the power of fleshly arme Idem Indeed the Fates are firme And may not shrinke though all the word do shake Yet ought mens good endeuours them confirme And guide the heauenly causes to their coÌ„stant terme Idem Each man they say his Fate hath in his hands And what he makes or marres to leese or saue Of good or euil is euen selfe do selfe haue I. H. M. of M. The Fates farre off foreseene come gently neare M. Drayton Our Fate is not preuented though fore-knowne For that must hap decreed by heauenly powers Who worke our fall yet make the fault still ours S. Daniell Fate Keeps in eternall darke our fortunes hidden And ere they come to know them t is forbidden Idem All men are men in ignorance of Fate To alter chance exceedeth humane state I. Markham The heauens do rule in their continuall course That yeelds to Fate that doth not yeeld to force M. Drayton Feare Feare all arm'd from top to toe Yet thought himselfe not safe enough thereby But fear'd each shadow mouing too and fro And his owne armes whom glistering he did spie Or clashing heard he fast away did flie As ashes pale of hew and winghie heeld And euermore on danger fixt his eie Gainst whom he alwaies bent a brazen sheeld Which his right hand vnarmed faithfully did weeld Ed. Spencer Who so for fickle feare from vertue shrinkes Shall in his life imbrace no worthy thing No mortall man the cup of suretie drinkes S. Phil. Sid. Feare is more paine then is the paine it feares Disarming humane minds of natiue might Where each conceit an vgly figure beares Which were not euil well viewd in reasons light Idem The gift being great the feare doth still exceed And extreame feare can neither fight nor flie But cowardlike with trembling terror die W. Shakespeare The feare of ill exceeds the ill we feare Ed. Fairfax Transl Feare lendeth wings to aged folke to flie And made them mount to places that were hie Feare made the wofull child to waile and weepe For want of speed on foote and hands to creepe Th. Hudson Transl Feare in a fearefull heart frets more then plagues that he feareth A. Fraunce Feare that is wiser then the truth doth ill S. D. Feare casts too deepe and neuer is too wise Idem In vaine with terror is he fortified That is not guarded with firme loue beside Idem A fearefull thing to tumble from a throne M. Drayton Where crowned might crossed right so near togither dwel Behoues that forrest flying feare whereof the Foxe doth tel Our factious Lancaster Yorke thereof could witnes wel VV. Warner Thunder affrights the Infants in the schooles And threatnings are the conquerors of fooles I. Markham Whom feare constraines to praise their Princes deeds That feare eternall hatted in them feeds R. Greene. Feare misinterprets things each angury The worser way he fondly doth imply Weaknes is false and faith in cowards rare Feare findes our shifts timitidie is subtill S. Daniell T is incident to those whom many feare Many to them more greeuous hate to beare M. Drayton He whom all men feare Feareth all men euery where Hate inforcing them thereto Maketh many vndertake Many things they would not do Th. Kyd. The only good that growes of passed feare Is to be wise and ware of like againe Ed. Spencer A man to feare a womans moodie eire Makes reason lie a slaue to seruile feare S. Ph. Sydney Nothing seene fearefull we the most should feare Great amistes rise before the greatest raine The water deep'st where we least murmure heare In fairest Cups men temper deadliest baine The nearer night the ayre more cleare and still The nearer to one deaths least fearing ill M. Drayton Bloodlesse trustlesse witlesse feare That like an Aspen tree trembles each where She leads blacke terror and blacke clownish shame And drowsie sloth that counterfeiteth lame With snailelike motion measuring the ground Foule sluggish drone barren but sinne to breed Diseased begger steru'd with wilfull need I. S. Transl The feare of euill doth affright vs more Then th' euill it selfe though it seeme nere so sore Fortitude Rich buskind Seneca that did declaime And first in Rome our tragicke pompe compile Saith Fortitude is that which in extreame And certaine hazard all base feare exile It guides saith he the noble minde from farre Through frost and fire to conquer honours warre I. Markham Honey tong'd Tully Marmaid of our eares Affirmes no force can force true Fortitude It with out bodies no communion beares The soule and spirit soly it doth include It is that part of honestie which reares The heart to heauen and euer doth
aire Inuention of mans soule falsest of things A step beyond our iudgement and a staire Higher then men can reach with reasons wings Thou blindfold Archeresse thou that wilt not heare Thou foe to persons manners times and all That raisest worthlesse while the worthiest fall I. Markham Ah fortune nurse of fooles poyson of hope Fuell of vaine desires deserts destruction Supposed soueraigne through our vaine construction Princes of Paganisme roote of impieâ—ie Diuell on earth masked in pietie Scorne of the learned follies elder scholler Bastard of time begot by vaine opinion Against thy power a peeuish proud resister Mother of lies and witnesse of illusion Lampe of vain-glory double faced shroe Who smiles at first succesfull ends in woe D. Lodge Who wins her grace must with atchiuements wo heâ— As she is blind so neuer had she eares Nor must with puling eloquence go to her She vnderstands not sighes she heares not praiers Flattered she flies controld she euer feares And though a while she nicely do forsake it She iâ— a woman and at length will take it Nor euer let him dreame once of a crowne For one bad cast that will giue vp his game And though by ill hap he be ouerthrowne Yet let him manage her till she be tame M. Drayton Fortune the folly is and plague of those Which to the world their wretched will dispose M. of M. All flesh is fraile and full of ficklenesse Subiect to fortunes charme still changing new What haps to day to me to morrow may to you Ed. Spencer Fortune the foe to famous chieuisance Sildome or neuer yeelds to vertue aide But in her way throwes mischiefe and mischance Whereby her course is stopt and passage laide Idem Mocke Gods they are and many Gods induce Who fortune faine to father there abuse M. of M. In vaine do men The heauens of there fortunes fault accuse Syth they know best what is the best for them For they to each such fortune do diffuse As they do know each can most aptly vse For not that which men couet most is best Nor that thing worst which men do most refuse But fittest is that all contented rest With that they hold each hath his fortune in his brest Ed. Spencer No fortune is so bad our selues ne frame There is no chance at all hath vs preseru'd There is no fate whom we haue need to blame There is no desteny but is deseru'd No lucke that leaues vs safe or vnpreseru'd Let vs not then complaine of fortunes skill For all our good descends from Gods good will And of our lewdnesse springeth all our ill M. of M. They that do dwell on fortunes call No sooner rise but ready are to fall D. Lodge Looke how much higher fortune doth erect The climing wight on her vnstable wheele So much the nigher may a man exspect To see his head where late he sawe his heele Policrates hath prou'd it in effect And Dyonisius that too true did feele Who long were luld on hie in fortunes lap And fell downe suddenly to great mishap On th' other side the more man is oppressed And vtterly ouerthrowne by fortunes lowre The sooner comes his state to be redressed When wheele shall turn and bring the happie howre Some from the Blocke haue growne to be so blessed Whole realmes haue bene subuerted to their powre As Marius and Ventidius sample is In former age and Lewes of France in this S. I. Harr. Transl As the boystrous winde Doth shake the tops of highest reared towers So doth the force of froward fortune strike The wight that highest sits in haughtie state G. Gascoigne So wills the wanton queene of chance That each man trace this Labyrinth of life With slippery steps now wrongd by fortune strange Now drawne by counsell from the maze of strife D. Lodge We all are proud when fortune fauours vs As if inconstant chaunce were alwaies one Or standing now she would continue thus O fooles looke backe and see the rolling stone Whereon she blindly lighting sets her foote And slightly sowes that sildome taketh roote Th. Kyd. Fortune the first and last that gouernes states I. Markham The blind-fold mistresse of vncertaine chaunge D. Lodge The wayward lady of this wicked world Idem Blind fortune faileth mighty ones meaner doth aduance W. Warner Blind fortune findeth none so fit to flout As Sures by sotts which cast no kind of doubt M. of M. Fortune cannot raise Any one aloft without some others wracke Flouds drowne no fields vnlesse they finde a bracke Idem Where power dwelles and riches rest False fortune is a comely guest E. of S. Think fortune newly hatcht is fledge waggeth wing to flie All suffer chaÌ„ge our selues new born euen then begin to die VV. VVarner The man that fortune at commaund will keepe He must be sure he neuer let her sleepe M. Drayton There neuer yet was Emperour or King Could boast that he had fortune in a string S. I. Harr. Transl All things to fortune are subiected Chiefly in warres that are by chaunce directed Idem Wheresoeuer fortune her bountie will bestow There heauen and earth must pay what she doth owe. M. of M. The man whose thoughts to fortunes height aspires Were better die then liue in lowe desires Th. Achelly Admit thou hadst Pactolian waues to land thee gold at will Know Craesus did to Cyrus kneele and thou maist speed as ill W. Warner Attempt not things beyond thy reach ioyne fortune to thy will Least Phebus chaire do els surcharge rash Phaethon his skill Idem If fortune help whoÌ„ thou woldst hurt fret not at it the more When Aiax storm'd then from him the prize Vlisses bore Idem Good fortune drawes from heauen her descent Making hie Ioue the roote of her large tree She showes from him how many Godheads went Archangels Angels heauens posteritie From thence she showes the glorious thrid she lent To Monarkes Emperours and Kings in fee. Annexing as collateralls to her loue Honour vertue valour and endlesse time Nâ—thelesse ill fortune will be elder borne She saith she springs from Saturne Ioues wrongd syre And heauen and earth and hell her coate haue borne Fresh bleeding hearts within a field of fyre All that the world admires she makes her scorne Who farthest seemes is to ill fortune neere And that iust proofe may her great praise commend All that good chaunce begins ill chaunce doth end I. Markham Ill fortune is attended by reproach Good fortune fame and vertue stellifies Idem What man can shun the happe That hidden lies vnwares him to surprise Misfortune waits aduantage to entrappe The man most wary in her whelming lappe Ed. Spencer The fortune that misfortune doth affoord Is for to liue and die vnfortunate Th. Achelly Misfortune followeth him that tempteth fortune Ch. Fitz Ieffrey Friendship Friends The naturall affection soone doth cease And quenched is with Cupids greater flame But faithfull friendship doth them both suppresse And them with maistring discipline doth tame Through
exhailes And is the cause that oft the euening lowers When foggy mists enlarge their duskie sailes That his owne beames he in the cloudes impailes And either must extinguish his owne light Or by his vertue cause his proper right M. Drayton To be huge is to be deadly sicke I. Marston O blinded Greatnesse thou with thy turmoile Still selling happy life mak'st life a toile S. Daniel He that striues to manage mightie things Amidst his triumphes beares a troubled minde The greatest hope the greatest haruest brings And poore men in content there glory finde D. Lâ—dge The man that furthereth other men to thriue Of priuate greatnesse doth himselfe depriue Th. Storer Griefe Griefe all in sables sorrowfully clad Downe hanging his dull head with heauie cheare Yet inly beine more then seeming sad A paire of pincers in his hand he had With which he pinched people to the heart That from thenceforth a wretched life they lad In wilfull languor and consuming smart Dying each day with impair'd wounds of dolors dart Ed. Spencer Griefe onely makes his wretched state to see Euen like a toppe which nought but whipping moues This man this talking beast this walking tree Griefe is the stone which finest iudgements proues For who grieues not hath but a blockish braine Since cause of Griefe we cause from life remoues S. Ph. Sydney Griefes deadly sore Vnkindnes breeds vnkindnes fostereth hate Idem Griefe to it selfe most dreadfull doth appeare And neuer yet was sorrow voyd of feare But yet in death they both do hope the best M. Drayton Griefes be long liu'd and sorrowes seldome die Idem Griefe hath two tongues and neuer woman yet Could rule them both without tenne womens wit W. Shakespeare He oft findes medicine who his griefes imparts But double Griefe afflicts concealing harts As raging flames who striueth to suppresse Ed. Spencer Found neuer help who neuer could his griefe impart Idem No greater ease of heart the griefes to tell It daunteth all the dolours of the minde Our carefull hearts thereby great comfort finde I. H. Mir. of Mag. An Ouen that is stopt or Riuer staied Burneth more hotely swelleth with more rage So of concealed Griefe it may be said Free vent of words loues fier doth asswage But when the hearts atturney once is mute The Client breakes as desperate in his sute W. Shakespeare No one thing doth auaile man more To cure a griefe and perfectly to heale it Then if he do vnto some friends reueale it S. I. Harr. Transl Griefe it is inough to vexed wight To feele his fault and not be farther vext Fd. Spencer Some griefe shewes much of loue But much to griefe shewes still some want of wit W. Shakespeare Great griefe can not be told And can more easily be thought then found Ed. Sp. Paine Thou Paine the onely ghuest of loath'd constraint The child of curse mans weaknesse foster child Brother to woe and father of complaint Thou Paine thou loathed paine from heauen exild H. C. The scourge of life and deaths extreame disgrace The smoake of hel that monster 's called paine Idem The thing that grieuous were to do or beare Them to renew I wot breeds no delight Ed. Spencer True griefe is fond and testy as a childe Who wayward once his moode with nought agrees Old woes not infant sorrowes beare them milde Continuance tames the one the other wilde Like an vnpractiz'd swimmer plunging still With too much labour drownes for want of skill W. Shakespeare Paine paies the income of each precious thing W. Sh. Heauen From hence with grace and goodnesse compast round God ruleth blesseth keepeth all he wrought Aboue the aire the fire the sea and ground Our sense our wit our reason and our thought Where persons three with power and glory crownd Are all one God who made all things of nought Vnder whose feete subiected to his grace Sit nature fortune motion time and place This is the place from whence like smoake and dust Of this fraile world the wealth the pompe the power He tosseth humbleth turneth as he lust And guides our life our end our death and hower No eye how euer vertuous pure and iust Can view the brightnes of that glorious bower On euery side the blessed spirirs bee Equall in ioyes though differing in degree E. Fairfax Transl In this great temple richly bewtified Pau'd all with starres disperst on Saphire flower The Clarke is a pure Angell sanctified The Iudge our hie Messias full of power The Apostles his assistance euery hower The Iury Saints the verdit Innocent The Sentence Come ye blessed to my tent The speare that pierst his side the writing Pen Christes bloud the Inke red Inke for Princes name The vailes great breach the miracles for men The sight is shew of them that long dead came From their old graues restor'd to liuing fame And that last signet passing all the rest Our soules discharg'd by Consumatum est Here endlesse ioy is there perpetuall cheare Their exercise sweete songs of many parts Angells the quier whose symphonie to heare Is able to prouoke conceiuing harts To misconceiue of all inticing arts The dirty praise the subiect is the Lord That tunes their gladsome spirit to this accord Th. Storer What so the Heauens in their secret doombe Ordained haue how can fraile fleshly wight Forecast but it must needs to issue come Ed. Spencer What in the heauenly parliament aboue Is written by the finger of the first Mortalls may feele but neuer can remoue For they are subiect to the heauens worst I. Markham By mortall lawe the bond may be diuorced The heauens decrees by no meanes can be forced M. Drarton In vaine doth man contend against the Starres For what he seekes to make his wisedome marres S. Daniell Humane wishes neuer haue the power To hurt or hast the course of heauen one hower Th. Hudson Transl Experience proues and daily it is seene In vaine too vaine man striues against the heauens G. Gascoigne It is most true that eyes are bound to serue The inward part and that th'heauenly part Ought to be King from whose rules who doth swerue Rebelles to nature striue for their owne smart True that true bewtie vertue is indeed Whereof this bewtie can be but a shade Which elements with mortall mixture breed True that on earth we are but pilgrimes made And should in soule vp to our countrey moue S. Ph. Sydney Heauen is our home we are but straungers here M. Drayton The heauens earth and aire and seas and all Taught men to see but not to shunne their fall S. Daniell Things which presage both good and ill there bee Which heauen foreshewes yet will not let vs see M. Drayton From them comes good from them comes also ill That which they made who can them warne to spill Ed. Spencer In vaine be armes when heauen becomes thy foe Idem Looke when the heauens are to iustice bent All things be turn'd to our iust punishment Idem All powers
water doth Ch. Marlow All touch sweet tast sweet eie sweet eare sweet sweet sence sweet souâ—e is A vertuous match but vicious loue in all contrary this W. Warner One is no number maides are nothing then Without the sweet societie of men Ch. Marlow Marriage will soone destroy Those passions which to youthfull head do clime Mothers and nurses of all vaine annoy Idem Wretched wedlock breeds but hated heat Where no loue seemes so sweet as stolen and secret D. Lodge Offer no loue rights but let wiues still seeke them For when they come vnsought they sildom like them B. Iohnson Euen as Adam wrote his ouerthrow By tasting fruite that God did him forbid So he that curiously will search to know All that his wife hath said or what she did May fortune at the last himselfe beshrow S. I. H. Let him that his wife to his bent will drawe Match with a virgin and keepe her in awe To loue and wed for loue is perfit blisse G. Turb His be the hurt that lookes not ere he wed The husband may the woman make or marre Idem We are not male nor female borne that we should fruitlesse die W. Warner Experience bidding vs doth bid vs lay to thriue The first degree to which say some is warily to wine But wife if shrow or saint become as not vnlike a shrow Then is that first degree to thrift the third degree in woe Idem Let nothing seuere those whom God doth linke S. I. H. The chance that once befell To wandring Dina may be witnesse well That secret mariage that to fewe is kend Doth neuer lead the louers to good end For of our bodies we no power may claime Except our parents do confirme the same Th. Hud We worldly folkes account him very wise That hath the wit most worthily to wed By all meanes therefore alwaies we deuise To see our issue rich in spousall fed We buy and sell rich Orphans babes scant bred Must match ere they do know what marriage meanes Boyes marrie old trots old fooles wed yoong queanes We call this wedding which in any wise Can be no marriage but pollution plaine A new found trade of humaine marchandize The diuells net a filthy fleshly gaine Of kind and nature an vnnaturall staine A foule abuse of Gods most holy order And yet allow'd almost in euery border M. of M. A filthy trull is irksome to the eie A gallant gyrle allures the lookers mind A wanton wench will haue the head to die An aged trot to like is hard to find A bearing wife with brats will cloy the store A greater care then childrens care is none A barren beast will grieue thee ten times more No ioy remaines when sappe of fruite is gone Wherefore let wiuing goe liue single aye A shrew we see is wedded on a day But ere a man can shift his hands t is long G. Turb Maladie Fast by old age pale Maladie was plac't Sore sicke in bed her colour all forgone Bereft of stomacke sauour and of taste Ne could she brook no meate but broaths alone Abhorring her her sicknesse past recure Detesting phisicke and all phisicks cure M. i Sackuill Sicknesse the herauld of armes hearts and all Th. Storer Th'humorous sicke remouing find no ease When chaunged chambers helpe not the disease S. Dauiell O sicknesse thou art oft betide When death hath many woes to come beside Idem Might The meanest fault is hie offence vrg'd of a mighty foe W. Warner To shadow sinne Might can the more pretend M. Dr. Might is euer absolute alone When of two powers ther 's true coniunctione Idem Power constrain'd is but a glorious slaue Ed. Fairfax Slight force are mightie things From which much if not most earths glory springs If vertues selfe were clad in humaine shape Vertue without these might go beg and scrape I. Marston Vnited powers makes each the stronger proue S. Ph. Sydney Honey words make foolishnesse And power the greatest wit with error blinds D. Lodge All as the highest trees do sheeld the shrubs From posting Phlegons warmth and warming fier So mightie men obscure each others fame And make the best deseruer fortunes game Idem Excellencie neuer beares this minde By no inferiour skill to be definde Th. Storer Where power decreed hath to find th' offence The cause is better still then the defence S. Daniell Miserie His face was leane and some deale pinde away And eke his hands consumed to the bone But what his body was I cannot say For on his carkasse rayment had he none Saue cloutes and patches peeced one by one With staffe in hand and scrippe on shoulder cast His chiefe defence against the winters blast His food for most was wilde fruites of the tree Vnlesse sometimes some crummes fell to his share Which in his wallet long God-wot kept he As one the which full daintily would fare His drinke the running streame his cup the bare Of his palme clozd his bed the hard cold ground To this poore life was Miserie ybound M. Sackuill This Iron world Brings downe the stoutest hearts to lowest state For Miserie doth brauest mindes abate And makes them seeke for that they wont to scorne Of fortune and of hope at once forlorne Ed. Spencer He hath a foolish fantasie That thinkes to find a friend in miserie G. Gascoigne O Miserie where once thou art possest How soone thy faint infection alters kind And like a Circe turnest man to beast And with the body dost transforme the mind That can in fetters our affection bind M. Drayton Miserie is troden on by many But being lowe neuer relieu'd by any W. Shakespeare The mightiest that haue liu'd Haue falne and headlong too in Miserie It is some comfort to haue companie G. Peele Men flie from foes but not from Miserie M. Drayton Let him that sees his priuate Miserie Auoyd the prospect of prosperitie It breeds pale enuie and sad discontent Procures offence before a profered wrong Torments it selfe till all conceits are spent And thoughts deliuered by malitious tongue Then rapt with violent fury goes so strong That it enuenomes all our humaine parts Blind iudging in eyes and sence confounding harts Th. Storer Melancholy Melancholy from the splene begunne By passion mou'd into the vaines doth runne Which when this humour as a swelling floud By vigour is infused in the bloud The vitall spirits doth mightily appall And weakeneth so the parts Organicall And when the sences are disturb'd and tir'd With what the heart incessantly desir'd· Like trauellers with labour long opprest Finding reliefe eftsoones they fall to rest M. Drayton Thou nursing mother of faire wisedomes lore Ingenious Melancholy I. Marston Those men to Melancholy giuen we Saturnists do call VV. Warner Memorie This Lidger booke lies in rhe braine behinde Like Ianus eye which in his poll was set The lay mans table Storehouse of the minde Which doth remember much and much forget I. Dauies Here sences apprehensions end doth take As when a stone
strings when Terpsichore doth touch euen then She toucheth hearts and raigneth in mens minds Fond Erato whose looke a louely cheare Presents in dauncing beares a comely grace With seemly gesture doth Polhymnie stirre place Whose words whole routs of rankes doo rule Vraine her globes to view are bent The nine-fold heauen obserues with fixed face The blessed Eutrope tunes her instrument With solace sweete hence heauy dumps to chace Lord Phaebus in the midst whose heauenly spirit These Ladies doth inspire E. of Surrey The golden brood of great Apolloes witte Ed. Spencer Sweet Lady Muses Ladies of delight Delights of life and ornaments of light Idem Then followed on the Muses sacred nine With the first number equally diuine In virgins white whose liuely mayden browes Were couered with tryumphant lawrell browes And on their garments painted out in glory Their offices and functions in a story Imblazoning the fury and conceat VVhich on their sacred company await M. Drayton From these the Muses only are deriu'd VVhich of the Angels were in nine contriu'd These heauenly inspired babes of memory VVhich by a like attracting sympathy Apolloes prophets in their furies wrought And in their spirit inchaunting numbers taught To teach such as at poesie repine That it is only heauenly and diuine And manifest her intellectuall parts Sucking the purest of the purest arts And vnto these as by a sweet consent The sphery circles are aequiualent From the first mouer and the starry heauen To glorious Phaebe lowest of the seuen Which Ioue in tunefull Diapazons framde Of heauenly musicke of the Muses namde To which the soule in her diuinitie By her Creator made of harmonie Whilest she in fraile and mortall flesh doth liue To her nine sundry offices do giue Which offices vnited are in three Which like the orders of the Angels bee Prefiguring thus by the number nine The soule like to the Angels is diuine Idem Prouide ye Princes whilest ye liue That of the Muses ye be friended be Which vnto men eternitie doth giue For they be daughters of dame memorie And Ioue the father of Eternitie And do those men in golden chrones repose Whose merits they to glorifie do choose The seuenfold yron gates of grisly hell And horrid house of sad Proserpina They able are with power of mighty spell To breake and thence the soules to bring away Out of dread darknesse to eternall day And them immortall make which els would die In fowle forgetfulnesse and namelesse lie Ed. Spencer Wise words taught in numbers for to runne Recorded by the Muses liue for aye Ne may with storming showers be washt away Ne bitter breathing windes with harmfull blast Nor age nor enuie shall them euer last Idem The Muses not long since intrapping loue In chaines of Roses linked all aray Gaue bewtie charge to watch in their behoue With Graces three least he should wend away Who fearing yet he would escape at last On hie Parnassus top they clapt him fast When Venus vnderstood her soone was thrall She made post-haste to haue god Vulcans aide Sold him her Iemmes and Ceston therewithall To raunsome home her sonne that was betraid But all in vaine the Muses made no store Of gold but bound him faster then before Th. VVatson The Muses basely beg or bibbe or both and must for why They find as bad Bestoe as is their portly beggery vv ' vvarner Musicke Thou sweet Musicke dauncings only life The eares sole happinesse the aires best speech Load-stone of fellowship charming rod of strife The soft minds paradize the sicke mans leech With their own tongue that trees stones canst teach That when the aire doth daunce her finest measure Then art thou borne the gods and mens sweet pleasure I. Dauies As without breath no pipe doth moue No Musicke kindly without loue S. Phil. Sidney Esclepiad did cure with Trompets sound Such men as first had lost their hearing quite And many such as in their drinke lay drownd Damon reuiu'd with tunes of graue delight And Theophrast when ought his mind opprest Vsde Musicke sound to bring himselfe to rest With sound of Harpe Thales did make recure Of such as laie with pestilence forlorne With Organ pipes Xenocrates made pure Their wittes whose minds long lunacy had worne Th. VVatson Some that report great Alexanders life They say that harmony so mou'd his minde That oft he rose from meate to warlike strife At sound of Trompe or noyse of battell kinde And then that Musicks force of softer vaine Caus'd him returne from strokes to meate againe Idem Nature Nature in which diuinitie doth shine Liuely presenting vnborne deitie Is that same spirit of reason most diuine Which causeth euery naturall worke to be All things she doth preserue and can refine Muddy pollutions from impietie Philosophy can teach no art nor ground Which Nature elder borne had not first found I. Markham Nature in mans heart her lawes doth pen Prescribing truth to wit and good to will Which do accuse or els excuse all men For euery thought or practise good or ill I. Dauies Nature aboue all things requireth this That we our kind do labour to maintaine S. Phil. Sidney Nature which headlong into life doth throng vs With our feete forward to our graue doth bring vs What is lesse ours then this our borrowed breath We stumble into life we go to death Th. Bastard Inexplicable nature by the God of nature wroght Makes things seeme miracles to some to some not wonders thoght And euery climates people both as they are men and liue Do differ if obseru'd she not admir'd doth giue The workman rather thē the work extoll we though in her Not curiously and all things to his prouidence refer W. Warner Nature hath powr'd inough in each mans lappe Could each man learne to vse his priuate happe Th. Storer Markes descried in mens natiuitie Are natures faults not their owne infamie VV. Shakespeare Nature is Learnings eyes she natures thought Vse wanting either is imperfect made They without vse no better then a shade I. Markham Nature seemeth onely faire in chaunge D. Lodge Where nature failes in strength she addes in wit W. W. Nature giues bewtie fortune wealth in vaine Ed. Fairfax The desire of nature is not vaine She couets not impossibilities Fond thoughts may fall into some Idle braine But one assent of all is euer wise I. Dauies Nature doth hate and shunne her contrarie Idem Nature teacheth euer Who loues preferment needs must loue the giuer Th. Storer Nobilitie If to be noble and hie thy mind be moued Consider well the ground and thy beginning For he that hath each starre in heauen fixed And giues the moone her hornes and her eclipsing Alike hath made the noble in his working So that wretched no way mayst thou bee Except foule lust and vice do conquer thee E. of Surrey Let each man cracke of that which was his owne Our present vertues are theirs and no whit ours Who therefore will of noble
Be as thou art not as thou wouldst it will be as it is Learne then to lack and learn to liue for crosses neuer misse Idem Prayer Prayers heart and sides and feet are full of wings Like to th' Arcadian which Ioues arrand brings Her body burning from her lips doth come The smoake of Incense and of sweet Amome I. Syluester Heauens are propitious vnto fearfull prayers R. Greene. Fasting though faint her face with ioy she cheares In weaknes strong and young in aged yeares Quicke health preseruer curbing Cupids fits Watchfull purge humors and refining wits I. Syl. Praise This false painted deitie called Laude Which makes vs thirst for vaine eternitie Twixt our desires and hope a cunning baud Vshers the soule vnto extremitie And helpt by slye insinuating fraud Couers her deeds in scrowles of pietie I. Markham The hope of praise makes men no trauell shunne To say an other day this haue we donne S. I. H. Who rightly climes the top of endlesse praise Regards not what the wise discourser saies Th. Storer From praise takes enuie cause W. W. The chiefest praise is to imbrace the man In wealth and woe with whom our loue began G. Turb The greatest praise in greatest perils wonne Ed. Fairfax The looser wantons sild are praisde of many Vice oft findes friends but vertue sildome any M. Dray In Athence where Themistocles remaind Though much he conquered by his regiments Yet Solon was more praised for his intents D. Lodge Praise not the bewty of thy wife though she of fame be spred For Gyges moued so did graft on Caudales his hed VV. Warner Prouidence O Prouidence the conduct to our life The ground of vertue hostile foe to sin That reâ—â—est Towers and appeasest strife Thou gatherest all dispearsed exiles in Thou that inuentest lawes gainst man and wife Thou mistresse vnto auncient discipline Thou that bear'st heauen and nature round about thee That makest all things nothing being without thee I. Markham Pride Of grisly Pluto she the daughter was And sad Proserpina the queene of hell Yet doth she thinke her peerlesse worth to passe That parentage with pride so doth she swell And thundering Ioue that high in heauen doth dwell And weeld the world she claimed for her sire Or if that any els doth Ioue excell For to the highest she doth still aspire Or if ought higher were then that doth it desire And proud Lucifera men did her call Ed. Spencer O pride the shelfe close shrowded in the port Of this lifes Ocean drowning all resort D. Lodge Pride makes her rownds for she hath neuer end And sonnets for she neuer leaues her noyse She makes her dumps if any thing offend And to her Idoll-selfe with warbling voyce Sings Hymnes and Anthems of especiall choyce And yet prides quiuer's put to silence cleane Wanting a base a tenor and a meane Th. Storer The winged giant loftie staring pride That in the cloudes her brauing brest doth hide I. Syl. Pride is the roote of ill in euery state The sourse of sin the very fiend his fee The head of hell the bough the braunch the tree From which do spring and sprout such fleshly seeds As nothing els but moane and mischiefe breeds G. Gascoigne Pride drawes on vengeance vengeance hath no mean Nemesis hath euery howre reseru'd A plague for pride that hath from iustice sweru'd D. Lodge Such is the nature still of hautie pride Can nothing lesse then others praise abide M. of M. When once pride but pointeth toward his fall He beares a sword to wound himselfe withall M. Drayton Loftie pride that dwells In towred courts is oft in shepheards cells Ch. Marlowe A proud man may his owne musition bee His heads deuise makes pauins to his hart This heart with lippes and pleasures daunceth free All but the measures framing euery part Like organis worthy of so sweet an art His thoughts plaies marches to his vaulting minde And memorie his Recorder stands behinde Th. Storer Gay without good is good hearts greatest loathing Ed. Spencer Princes The very place wherein a Prince appeares Discernes his presence makes his chamber blest Like Planets are they knowne within their spheares Or as Halcion with her luring brest Demonstrates winde from winde and East from West This is a certaine nature of estate It cannot masked be nor chaunge his gate Th. Storer A Princes safetie lies in louing people His fort is Iustice free from stratageme Without the which strong citadels are feeble The subiects loue is wonne by louing them Of louing them no oppression is the tryall And no oppression makes them euer loyall I. Syl. To be a Prince is more then be a man S. Daniell Princes are the glasse the schoole the booke vvhere subiects eies do liue do read do looke vv vvarner Howbeit subiects falsly iudge their Princes blessed are vvhen both of peace perils they contain the common care And yet for this they grudgingly from pounds a penny spare Idem Princes in subiects wroÌ„gs must deem themselues abusd S. Phil. Sidney Priuate men sound not the hearts of Princes Whose actions oft beare contrary pretences S. Daniell Princes like Lyons neuer will be tamde A priuate man may yeeld and care not howe But greater hearts will breake before they bowe Idem The Princes armes are stretcht from shore to shore M. Drayton As the pawnce doth circle with the Sunne So to the vice or vertue of the Prince are people wonne W. Warner Good Princes sorrow more in punishing Then euil subiects in committing sin Ch. Mid. Euen as defaults will more conspicuous be How much th' offender greater is esteemd So vertue in a princely body seene Lamp-like and far more excellently deemd That in such vinitie it s seldome seene In mutuall approach of highest blisse Whether more graced each by other is Th. Storer O happie Princes whose foresight and care Can winne the loue of writers in such sort As Caesars did so as you need not dread The lake of Laethe after ye be dead S. I.H. Princes neuer do themselues more wrong Then when they hinder iustice or prolong Idem In whose high brest may Iustice build her bower When Princes hearts wide open lye to wrong G. Gascoigne We imitate the greater powers The princes manners fashion ours The example of their light regarding Vulgar loosenes much incenses Vice vncontroll'd growes wide inlarging Kings small faults be great offences S. Daniell Oft for the pleasure of a prince go many things awry VV. Warner Princes like sinnes be euermore in sight Ill see the clouds which do eclips their light Yet they which light all downe from their skies See not the cloudes offending others eies And deeme their noonetide is desirde of all When all exspect cleare changes by their fall M. Dray Princes haue but their titles for their glories An outward honor for an inward toyle And for vnfelt imagination They often feele a world of restlesse cares So that betwixt their titles and low names Their 's nothing
a spirit and an heauenly influence Which from the fountaine of Gods spirit doth flowe Shee 's a spirit yet not like aire nor winde Nor like the spirits about the heart or braine Nor like the spirits which Alchimists definde When they in euery thing seeke gold in vaine Idem To shew her powerfull deitie Her sweete Endimion more to beautifie Into his soule the goddesse doth infuse The fierie Nature of an heauenly Muse Which the spirit labouring by the mind Partaketh of celestiall things by kind For why the soule being diuine alone Exempt from grosse and vild corruption Of heauenly secrets incomprehensible Of which the dull flesh is not sensible And by one onely powerfull facultie Yet gouerneth a multiplicitie Being essentiall vniforme in all Not to be seuered or diuiduall But in her function holdeth her estate By powers diuine in her ingenerate And so by inspiration conceiueth What heauen to her by diuination breatheth M. Drayton Like as the soule doth rule the earthlie masse And all the seruice of the body frame So loue of soule doth loue of body passe No lesse then perfect gold surmounts the meanest brasse Ed. Spencer Euerie good motion that the soule awakes A heauenly figure sees from whence it takes That sweetelesse bloome which by power of kinde Formes like it selfe an image of the mind And in our faith the operations be Of that diuinesse which by fayth wee see Which neuer erres but accidentally By our fraile fleshes in becilitie By each temptation ouer-apt to slide Except our spirit becomes our bodyes guide For as our bodyes prisons bee the towres So to our soules these bodyes be of ours Whose fleshly walles hinder that heauenly light As these stone walles depriue our wished sight Idem As Phoebus throwes His beames abroade though hee in clouds bee clos'd Still glauncing by them till she finde oppos'd A loose and rorid vapour that is fit T'euent his searching beames and vseth it To forme a twentie coloured eie Cast in a circle round about the skie So when our fierie soule our bodies starre That euer is in motion circular Conceiues a form in seeking to display it Through all our cloudy parts it doth conuey it Forth at the eye as the most pregnant place And that reflects it round about the face Idem Like as the moysture which the thirstie earth Sucks from the Sea to fill her emptie vaines From out her wombe at last doth take a birth And runnes a nymph along the grassie plaines Long doth shee stay as loth to leaue the land From whose soft side she first did issue make She tasts all places turnes to euerie hand Her flowing bankes vnwilling to forsake Yet nature so her streames doth leade and carrie As that her course doth make no finall stay Till shee her selfe vnto the Ocean marrie Within whose watrie bosome first shee lay Euen so our soule within this earthly mould The spirit doth secretly infuse Because at first shee doth the earth behold And onely this materiall world shee viewes At first our mother earth shee holdeth deere And doth imbrace the world and worldly things She flies close to the ground and houers heere And mounts not vp with her celestiall wings Yet vnder heauen shee cannot light on ought That with her heauenly nature doth agree She cannot rest she cannot fixe her thought She cannot in this world contented bee I. Dauies When the soule findes heere no true content And like Noahs Doue can no sure footing take She doth returne from whence shee first was sent And flies to him that first her wings did make Idem Heuen waxeth old and all the spheres aboue Shall one day faynt and their swift motion stay And time it selfe shall cease in time to mooue Onely the soule suruiues and liues for aye Idem When as the soule is drowned once in vice The sweete of sinne makes hell a Paradice M Drayton â—s is the fable of the Lady faire VVhich for her lust was turnde into a cow VVhen thirstie to a streame she did repaire And saw her selfe transformde she knew not how At first she startles and she stands amazd And loathes the watry glasse wherein she gazd At last for terror she from thence doth flie And shunnes it still though she for thirst doe die Euen so mans soule which did Gods image beare And was at first faire good and spotlesse pure Since with her sinnes her beauties blotted were Doth of all sights her owne sight least indure For euen at first reflecting she espies Such strange Chimeraes and such monsters there Such toyes such antickes and such vanities As she retyres and shrinks for shame and feare I. Dauis Euen as the man loues least at home to bee That hath a sluttish house haunted with spirits So she impatient her owne faults to see Turnes from her selfe and in strange things delights Idem T is a sacred cure To salue the soules dread wounds omnipotent That nature is that cures the impotent Euen in a moment sure grace is infusde By diuine fauour nor by actions vsde Which is as permanent as heauens blisse To them that haue it then no habit is I. Marston That learned Father which so firmely prooues The soule of man immortall and diuine And doth the seuerall offices define Anima Giues her that name as she the body moues Amor. Then is shee loue imbracing charitie Animus Mouing a will in vs it is the mind Mens Retaining knowledge still the same in kind Memoria As intellectuall it is the memorie Ratio In iudging Reason onely is her name Sensus In speedie apprehension it is Sence Conscientia In right or wrong men call her Conscience Spiritus The Spirit when to Godward it doth inflame These of the soule the seuerall functions bee M. Drayton Like as two bellowes blowne turne by turne By little and little make cold coles to burne And then their fire inflamde with glowing heate An iron barre which on the Anuile beate Seemes no more yron but flies almost all In hissing sparkles and quicke-bright cinders small So the worlds soule should in our soule inspire Th' eternall force of an eternall fire And then our soule as forme breathe in our corse Her countlesse numbers and heauens turned force Wherewith our bodyes beautie beautified Should like our deathlesse soule haue neuer died I. Syluester Of Sorrow In blacke all clad there fell before my face A ptiteous wight whom woe had all forewast Forth on her eyes the cristall teares out brast And sighing fore her hands shee wrung and fold Tare all her haire that ruth was to behold Her body small sore withered and fore spent As is the stalke that summers drought opprest Her welked face with wofull teares besprent Her colour pale as it seemed her best In woe and plaint reposed was her rest And as the stone that drops of water weares So dented were her cheekes with fall of teares Her eyes swollen with flowing streames afloate Wherewith her lookes throwne vp full pitiously Her
West Orion lift aloft His stately crest and smilde vpon the twins And Cynthia seemely bright whose eye full oft Had watcht her loue with radiant light begins To pierce the vaile of silence with her beames Sporting with wanton cleere in Ocean streames VVhen little winds in beating of their wings Did woe the eyes to leaue their constant walke And all was husht saue Zephirus that sings With louely breathings for the sea nymphs sake My wrathfull greefes perplexe my mind so sore That forth I walkt my sorrowes to deplore D. Lodge Poeticall Descriptions Of Theologie In chariot framed of celestiall mould And simple purenesse of the purest skie A more then heauenly nymph I did behold Who glauncing on mee with her gracious eye So gaue mee leaue her beautie to espie For sure no sence such sight can comprehend Except her beames theyr fayre reflection lend Her beautie with eternitie beganne And onely vnto God was euer seene When Eden was possest with sinfull man She came to him and gladly would haue beene The long succeedings worlds eternall Queene But they refused her O hainous deede And from that garden banisht was that seede Since when at sundrie times and sundry wayes Atheisme and blinded ignorance conspire How to obscure those holy burning rayes And quench that zeale of heart-inflaming fire As makes our soules to heauenly things aspire But all in vaine for maugre all their might She neuer lost one sparkle of her light Pearles may bee foyld and gold bee turn'd to drosse The sunne obscur'd the moone bee turn'd to bloud The world may sorrow for Astreas losse The heauens darkened like a duskie wood Wast deserts lie where watrie fountaines stood But fayre Theologie for so shee hight Shall neuer loose one sparkle of her light Such one she was as in his Hebrew song The wisest king for fairest creature prooues Embracing her the Cedar trees among Comparing her to roses and to Doues Preferring her before all other loues Such one she was and euerie whit as fayre Besides these two was neuer such a payre T. Storer Astrologie Her hand-maides in Amazon-like attire Went chaste and modest like Dianaes traine One by her gazing lookes seemes to aspire Beyond the Moone and in a high disdaine To deeme the world and worldly treasures vaine She hight Astrologie on whose bright lawne Spheres Astrolabes and skilfull globes are drawn Retoricke The next fayre smiling with a pleasing cheeke Had power to rauish and inchaunt mens eares Hight Rhetorick whose shadowed vaile showen cleere With siluer tongues and ouer it she weares A wimpled scarfe bedewd with hearers teares Whose captiue hearts she should detaine long while With pleasance of her vnaffected stile Of Logicke The third a quicke-eyde dame of piercing sight That reasons worth in equall ballance wayed The truth shee lou'd aboue all earthly wight Yet could not tell her loue but what shee sayd Was certaine true and shee a perfect maide Her garments short tuckt vp to earth preparde And shee calld Logicke without welt or gard Th. Storer Arith. Musicke Geometrie Next these whose outward lookes I knew aright And had some portion of their endlesse treasure Fayre Algebra with fingers richly dight Sweete Musicke founder of delightsome pleasure Earth-scanning nymph directresse of all measure These humbly did her soueraigne highnes greet And meekely layd their garlands at her feete From euerie one shee pluckt a speciall flower And layd each flower vpon a seuerall part Then from her one a stemme of wondrous power Whose leaues were beames whose stalke a fiery dart And that she layd vpon my trembling heart These were the buds of art this plant of blisse This gaue them life they yeelded grace to this Th. Storer Of Battaile Two greater kings were neuer seene before Then camped was in Ragan field at morne With haughtie hearts enarmed all on ire Each souldiour set another so on fire Thar scarcely they could keepe them in their bounde Till pipe or Cymball or the Trumpet sound Denounce the chocke but with their furious faces They threate their foes with fell menaces And stroks at hand two thousand lads forlorne To blunt the sword were downe in battaile borne Vpon their flames flew feruently their stones That bet theyr bucklers to their brused bones The Squadron then steps sternely to the stroke With hearts inhumane all the battaile yoakes And are supplyde with many mightie bands Some counters them and sternely them withstands With foote to foote each other ouerpries Both Medes and Caldes claspe with gastly cryes Like Nylus streames that from the rocke do rumble 〈◊〉 Encelade when he in tombe doth tumble Tho. Hudsâ—â— Of a kisse Best charge and brauest retrait in Cupids fight A double key which opens to the heart Most rich when most his riches it impart Neast of yong ioyes schoole-master of deâ—ight Teaching the meane at once to take and giue The friendly stay where blows both wound heale The pettie death where each in other liue Poore hopes first wealth hostage of promise weake Breakefast of loue S. Ph. Sydney Of People People lesse setled then the slâ—ding sand â—ore mutable then Proteus or the Moone Tâ—â—nd and â—eâ—urnd in turning of a hand â—â—â—e Euâ—â—pusâ—bâ—e flowing euery noone Thou thousand headed headlesse monster most Of slâ—ine like Antheus and as oft new rising Who hard as steele as light as wingd art tost Camelion like each obâ—ects colour prising I. Syluester Disdaine A sturdie villaine stirring strife and bold As though the highest God defie he would In his right hand an iron clubbe hee held But hee himselfe was all of golden mould Yet had both life and sence and well could weilde That cursed weapon when his cruell foes he queld Dâ—sdaine he called was and did disdaine So to be calde and who so him did call Ed. Spencer Of the same Loe a knight vnto his socour went All arm'd in shining steele and on his shield He bare a yoake in sundrie peeces rent And flames of fire all in a yellow field So weaponed he was as if hee ment To make all that incountred him to yeeld A sword and speare hee had and to the same A mace from whence he threw continuall flame His mace was storde with euerlasting fire That euer burned and did neuer waste No other wagon needed one desire To make good way which way soere he past And sure Rinaldoes danger did require Quicke remedie wherefore the knight did haste And when hee saw this monster and did vew her VVith his stiffe speare forth with hee ouerthrew her But this same fall did her no whit annoy Wherefore to vse his speare he now misliketh Onely hee will his fierie face imploy And with thar same the monster foule hee striketh Then shee no longer could her force inioy S. I. H. Of Dearth Dearth the liuely forme of death Still yawning wide with lothsome stinking breath VVith hollow eyes with meger cheekes and chinne VVith sharpe leane bones piercing her sable skinne Her emptie bowels may bee plainely spide