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Certaine learned and elegant vvorkes of the Right Honorable Fulke Lord Brooke written in his youth, and familiar exercise with Sir Philip Sidney. The seuerall names of which workes the following page doth declare.
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Greville, Fulke, Baron Brooke, 1554-1628.
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Remorse alone doth them and me reueale My wife hath compass'd Caine so cunningly As he hath sworne you by his hand shall dye Mahomet Vncredible it is to thinke men neuer change To thinke they alter easily is as strange Vpon what grounds should this strange malice moue Alaham. Vpon what grounds doe men beginne to loue Mahomet What moued Caine Alah. That which I may not see For they loue well that doe in hate agree Mah. Are truth and friendship but ambitious traps To feed desire with all that she can get Are words and good turnes but hearts counterfeit Alaham. When enemies bid enemies take heed They trust not them and yet they will beware For disaduantage growes of little care Resolue to die or else resolue to feare Mahomet Good Angells still protect the innocent Hell would haue all if harme were ill intent Alah. Mischiefe still hides her selfe from them she hits In hopes and feares of vnresoluing wits Mahomet I well know Caine his nature to excesse Of good or ill is forc'd by industrie In others spite lies his impietie Appease your wife for that must lie in you Alaham. Call vp the dead for that is lesse to doe A womans hate is euer dipt in blood And doth exile all counsells that be good Mahomet Reason and truth shall pleade to her for me Alaham. The eyes of rage it selfe doe only see And truth serues vnto rage but for a glasse To decke her selfe in and bring spite to passe Reason to rage is like hands to a sore Whose often stroking makes the anguish more Mahomet Impossible all counsell doth refuse Alaham. Let Caine be kill'd and then my wife accuse Mahomet My heart shall first take counsell with my fate If it foretell the worst it teacheth feate If it diuines no ill how can it hate If what shall fall it feeles not I must beare The time growes on The King I know makes haste To sacrifice to God For common ioyes Are made much dearer by the sorrowes past CHORVS PRIMVS Of good Spirits WE that are made to guard good men and binde the ill See both miscarried here below against our power and will As if the earth and hers were to the worst left free And we made subiect by their curse to deaths blacke Colonie Yet is our Maker strong and we his first Creation Wheras the state of that darke Quire is meerly our priuation Whence doth this ods then grow which seemes to master all Since we are more than nature is they much lesse by their fall Are we not diligent or is the good not wise Showes Truth lesse glorious in the earth than her ill picture Lies Then Audit vs in grosse at least we equall be And if in minutes men seeke out true inequality Compare words with the life Eternity with time Insulting pride with humble loue pure innocence with crime And if these in their natures equally be weigh'd The one liues euer building vp what others haue decay'd So that to make and marre is our true difference To marre expressing finite power to make omnipotence The obiect then it is from whence this oddes doth grow By which the ill o'reweighs the good in euery thing below And what is that but Man A crazed soule vnfix'd Made good yet fall'n not to extremes but to a meane betwixt Where like a cloud with windes he toss'd is here and there We kindling good hope in his flesh they quenching it with feare We with our abstract formes and substance bodilesse Image by glaunces into him our glories their distresse And in prospectiue Maps make ill farre off appeare Lest it should worke with too great power when it approacheth neare Beauties againe of Truth which those ill spirits conceale With Optike glasses we reflect on man to kindle zeale But whether idle man exceeding orders frame As out of heauen iustly cast must Vulcan-like goe lame Or that those euill spirits so dazle humane eyes As they thinke foule forbidden things more beautifull more wise Wee see though they want power to change our reall frame Yet in the world they striue to gaine by changing of our name Calling the Goodnesse weake Patience a lacke of sense Or seeming not to feele because it dares make no defence True Pietie in Man which vpward doth appeale They doe deride as argument of little strength much zeale And as the Painters art by deeping colors there Here sleighting o're and finely casting shadowes euery where Makes from a flat a face shew off as if imboss'd In which the forme not matter is the summe of all his cost So take these Fayries from or adde vnto our meane With arts fine casting shadows till they seeme to change vs cleane And make a picture which they couet should excell And which yet to be like must lose the life of doing well This image is their wit and so their Deitie Which though not keeping one shape long in all would worship'd be In precept doctrine rite and discipline agree'd That but prosperity on earth there is no liuing Creed Out of which fatall guide Alaham now vndertakes The ruine of his King and father for ambitions sake Against the lawes of Nations power and natiue blood As if the vttermost of ill a Scepter could make good But marke how Vice still makes example her owne fate For with like mischiefe Hala shakes both him and his Estate He in his fathers bowels seeks an earthly Throne Whence she supplants his heires againe with bastards of her owne He makes wrong triumph ouer right and innocence She makes her lust religions lord confusion her defence Thus as that Tyrant who cut off the Statues head Which bare the name of Iupiter Olympian christened Euen by this scornfull act to what was God in name Taught people to encroch vpon the sacred Monarch-frame So while the o'reswoll'n pride of this Mahumetan By wounding of his Princely race playes false with God and man He in it doth disperse those clouds of reuerence Which betweene man and Monarchs Seate keep sweet intelligence And while he would be lord of order nature right Brings in disorder that deuouring enemy of might Which with her many hands vnweaues what time had wrought And proues what power obtaines by wrong is euer dearly bought So that our griefe and ioy is in this Tragedy To see the ill amongst her owne act vnprosperity The corne fall to the ground the chaffe in siues remaine Which of the corne was once and yet cannot be corne againe But as their ancient mates the sudden-kindled Windes Broken out of the watry clouds wherein they were enshrin'd Afflict the sturdy Oke are heauy to the Reed And equally spend out thēselues with good or euill speed So of these windy spirits which wander in the ayre By their malignity to blast both what is foule and faire Whether they prosper doe or faile in their intent Their vglinesse disclosed is their violence is spent While we vphold the world and were we all but one By Legions of
plucke downe States to put vp priuate lawes Whom fame enobles while she would destroy Honor hath many wings Chance hath no bookes Who follow treade but where men trode before Who giue example still are something more Beare witnesse yet yee good and euill spirits Who in the ayre inuisibly do dwell That these strange pathes I walke of vglinesse Are forc'd by threatning gulfes of treacherie Nourisht by States and Times iniurious Nor is it sinne which men for safety choose Nor hath it shame which men are forc'd to vse Heli. What be these agonies indefinite These sudden changes secret violent Both argue euill lucke and ill intent Alah. That which I most did hate and least did feare Is fall'n Nature cares not for natiue blood I wickedly must doe or mischiefe beare I must no more be or no more be good Heli. How growes this change Reueale this secret work Both cures and wounds doe oft together lurcke Alah. Heli you know the time when this fraile King Languish'd and wanton'd in a powerfull throne Sent to the gods to learne what should befall Hauing but peace and wealth to doubt withall Their answer was My fathers eldest sonne Must be a sacrifice for this Estate And with his blood wash out the doome of fate The Basshas swoll'n by vse of ruling Kings Presume on God and what by Gods decree Was death by theirs must onely exile be And proud againe with this vniust successe A second error on the first they build And he that liues against the heauenly doome Must now not liue but raigne yet only raigne To put downe me they feare for him they scorne Is innocency to no other borne And must my right and Royall blood abide Traytors to be my Lords the dead my King Is honor to so many masters tied Shall I not liue except I scorned liue Well where the choice is left to kill or dye The best Estates doe but in hazard lie Heli. T' is rashnesse to commit our right to chance Alaham. T' is madnesse at the worst to feare mischance Heli. Vnfold this factious clowdie mysterie What cannot help yet will experience be Alaham. The dayes be fresh when all the world in hate With Mahomets supreme authority The Basshas idly liu'd no forme of State Obseru'd no Councells held no Maiesty Weake spirits did corrupt the strong did cast Worth withered vp craft only was in trust The Court a farme strange ominous ill signe When publike States to priuatenesse encline Such was my fathers frayle simplicity As wanting iudgment how to stand alone He passion-ledd could loue and trust but one The world saw all was nought yet I saw feare Would while it murmur'd mischiefs councells keepe So blind are men or with respects a sleep Enuy wrought more in me and made me know This passion in the King which did aduance Mahomet aboue the reach of ouerthrow Had counter-passions change inconstancy For wit and malice possibility I stir'd the King with enuies of his slaue For great Estates inlarge not little harts My charge suspitious which no answer haue Power still concluding all in euill part With Kings not strong in vertue nor in vice I knew truth was like pillars built on ice Factions besides I in the Basshas mou'd And in their diuers witts my malice cast Conspiracy with good successe I prou'd For Kings are easily ledd away with many That hearing all want strength to iudge of any Thus we exil'd him with pretence of State Whom it is true I for my selfe did hate But now when Mahomet was banisht hence His fellow Bässha's fond of Gouernment To rule their Prince with his name they intend And ruine heires yet seeme successions friends For while I by my brothers exile stood They hide their mindes to vndermine the more And much to me in pittie thinges they leaue That craft in good apparell might deceiue Heli. Their craft and power against you thus combui'd How could you shunne or worke the Basshas so As they might leaue to seeke your ouerthrow Alaham. I found their crafte and made my good of all Some I did winne the rest I did disgrace Euen binding them by what they gaue to me So great the scopes of braue ambition be Nor staid I here but as a man in doubt To trust this tickle art of men too farre Where many witts to one kept subIect are I forthwith sought on fewer heades to lay This wardshippe of the King effeminate A farre lesse seruile course for me that meant To steale in change into this Gouernment This made me thinke of Caine whose spirits I saw Officious were already entred grace Pleasant and fit to multiplie a place The scruple that diuided him and me Was feare he did too much possesse my wife With priuate scorne I waigh'd with publike ends And saw who will not see needs no amends For he to hide his fault straight puts on faith And care of me a badge of seruile lust Which euer iniure those it pleaseth must In him I did accept the sacrifice Of ruling him that rul'd this wauing masse Who cannot beare what can he bring to passe Now though by him the present state I gain'd Yet to my after-ends this gaue no ayde For their foundations only were by fame On peoples loues and wonders to be layd How little Princes fauors help the same They know that marke what feet men goe withall Who while they rise in grace in credit fall The people then it was that I must seeke A future not a present vse of power Not strength establish'd but a strength to change To all but onely those who worke it strange With this Caines place had no Affinity It presage being of a Kingdomes fall When Kings trust any one to gouerne all His nature lesse for it Monarchall was Sharpe narrow-humor'd only fit to rise By that which people hate Crowne-flatteries Since nature therefore cannot change her face To thinke one fit for all were foolishnesse To force an instrument experience feares Since wit may take of each the fruit it beares Of Mahomet I then bethought my selfe Whose absence pittie had And as in sects The present errors doe prepare a place For masked change to shew her pleasing face So did the hate of present Gouernment Forget his faults as they forget their wounds I saw that he alone did fit my ends Occasion mother is of truest friends My ends were not to broyle the present State Nor leaue obedience in my fathers dayes But after he was dead to dispossesse My brother whom the heauens did depresse Chance wrought me good lest it should worke me feare I meant to goe beyond the wayes of spite Both stay and winne the world with Mahomet For who can stirre are fittest meanes to let My father I did moue remou'd and sped Feare made him pittifull and folly kinde In passions Orbe most patient to be led Each argument begat another minde Doubt had no memory offence was dead Distresse seem'd safety likelinesse did binde For in these captiue