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A35654	Poems and translations with the Sophy / written by the Honourable Sir John Denham, Knight of the Bath.	Denham, John, Sir, 1615-1669.; Denham, John, Sir, 1615-1669. Sophy.; Virgil. Aeneis. Liber 2. English.	1668 (1668)	Wing D1005; ESTC R4710	83,594	304

a gallant boldness If 't were thine Thou could'st not hear 't with such a silent scorn I am amaz'd Ha. Sir perplex your thoughts no further They have truth to make 'em bold And I have power to scorn it 't was I Sir That betray'd him and you and them King Is this impudence or madness Ha. Neither A very sober and sad truth to you Sir King A Guard there Enter Mirvan and others King Seize him Ha. Seize them now Though 't is too late to learn yet know 'Gainst you are King again what 't is to let your Subjects Dispose all offices of trust and power The beast obeys his keeper and looks up Not to his masters but his feeders hand And when you gave me power to dispense And make your favours mine in the same hour You made your self my shadow and 't was my courtesie To let you live and raign so long King Without there Enter two or three and joyn with the others What none but Traytors Has this Villain Breath'd treason into all and with that breath Like a contagious vapour blasted Loyalty Sure Hell it self hath sent forth all her Furies T' inhabit and possess this place Ha. Sir passions without power Like seas against a rock but lose their fury Mirvan Take these Villains and see 'em strangled 1. Bash. Farewell Sir commend us to your son let him know That since we cannot die his servants We 'll die his Martyrs King Farewell unhappy friends A long farewell and may you find rewards Great as your Innocence or which is more Great as your wrongs 2 Bash. Come thou art troubled Thou dost not fear to dye 1 Bash. No but to lose my death To sell my life so cheap while this proud villain That takes it must survive 2 Bash. We shall not lose our deaths If Heaven can hear the cries of guiltless blood Which sure it must for I have heard th' are loud ones Vengeance shall overtake thee Ha. Away with ' em King Stay Haly they are innocent yet life when 't is thy gift Is worse than death I disdain to ask it 1 Bash. And we to take it Ha. Do not ask it Sir For them to whom you owe your ruine they have undone you Had not they told you this you had liv'd secure And happy in your ignorance but this injury Since 't is not in your nature to forgive it I must not leave it in your power to punish it King Heaven though from thee I have deserv'd this plague Be thou my Judge and Witness from this villain 'T is undeserv'd Had I but felt your vengeance from some hand That first had suffer'd mine it had been justice But have you sent this sad return of all My love my trust my favours Ha. Sir there 's a great resemblance Between your favours and my injuries Those are too great to be requited these Too great to be forgiven and therefore 'T is but in vain to mention either King Mirza Mirza How art thou lost by my deceiv'd credulity I 'le beg thy pardon Ha. Stay Sir not without my leave Go some of you and let the people know The King keeps state and will not come in publick If any great affairs or State addresses Bring 'em to me King How have I taught the villain To act my part but oh my son my son Shall I not see thee Ha. For once you shall Sir But you must grant me one thing King Traytor dost thou mock my miseries What can I give but this unhappy life Ha. Alas Sir it is but that I ask and 't is my modesty To ask it it being in my power to take it When you shall see him Sir to dye for pity 'T were such a thing 't would so deceive the world And make the people think you were good natur'd 'T will look so well in story and become The stage so handsomly King I ne're deny'd thee any thing and shall not now Deny thee this though I could stand upright Under the tyranny of age and fortune Yet the sad weight of such ingratitude Will crush me into earth Ha. Lose not your tears but keep Your lamentations for your son or sins For both deserve 'em but you must make haste Sir Or he 'l not stay your coming He looks upon a watch 'T is now about the hour the poyson Must take effect King Poyson'd oh Heaven Ha. Nay Sir lose no time in wonder both of us Have much to do if you will see your Son Here 's one shall bring you to him Exit King Some unskilful Pylot had shipwrackt here But I not only against sure And likely ills have made my self secure But so confirm'd and fortify'd my state To set it safe above the reach of Fate Exit Haly. Enter Prince led Servant at the other door Princess and Soffy Serv. Sir the Princess and your Son Prince Soffy thou com'st to wonder at Thy wretched father why dost thou interrupt Thy happiness by looking on an object So miserable Princess My Lord methinks there is not in your voice The vigour that was wont nor in your look The wonted chearfulness Are you well my Lord Prince No but I shall be I feel my health a coming Princess What 's your disease my Lord Prince Nothing but I have tane a Cordial Sent by the King or Haly in requital Of all my miseries to make me happy The pillars of this frame grow weak As if the weight of many years oppress 'em My sinews slacken and an Icy stiffness Benums my blood Princess Alas I fear he 's poysoned Call all the help that Art or Herbs or Minerals Can minister Prince No 't is too late And they that gave me this are too well practis'd In such an Art to attempt and not perform Princess Yet try my Lord revive your thoughts the Empire Expects you your Father 's dying Prince So when the ship is sinking The winds that wrackt it cease Princess Will you be the scorn of fortune To come near a Crown and only near it Prince I am not fortunes scorn but she is mine More blind than I. Princess O tyranny of Fate to bring Death in one hand and Empire in the other Only to shew us happiness and then To snatch us from it Prince They snatch me to it My soul is on her journey do not now Divert or lead her back to lose her self I' th' amaze and winding labyrinths o' th' world I preethee do not weep thy love is that I part with most unwillingly or otherwise I had not staid till rude necessity Had forc'd me hence Soffy be not a man too soon And when thou art take heed of too much vertue It was thy Fathers and his only crime 'T will make the King suspitious yet ere time By natures course has ripened thee to man 'T will mellow him to dust till then forget I was thy Father yet forget it not My great example shall excite thy thoughts To noble actions And you dear Erythaea Give

Youth what Mans age is like to be doth show We may our Ends by our Beginnings know Let none direct thee what to do or say Till thee thy Judgment of the Matter sway Let not the pleasing many thee Delight First judge if those whom thou dost please judge right Search not to find what lies too deeply hid Nor to know things whose knowledge is forbid Nor climb on Pyramids which thy head turns round Standing and whence no safe Descent is found In vain his Nerves and Faculties he strains To rise whose raising unsecure remains They whom Desert and Favour forwards thrust Are wise when they their measures can adjust When well at ease and happy live content And then consider why that life was lent When Wealthy shew thy Wisdom not to be To Wealth a Servant but make Wealth serve thee Though all alone yet nothing think or do Which nor a Witness nor a Judge might know The highest Hill is the most slippery place And Fortune mocks us with a smiling face And her unsteady hand hath often plac'd Men in high Power but seldom hold them fast Against her then her forces Prudence joyns And to the Golden Mean her self confines More in Prosperity is Reason tost Then Ships in Storms their Helms and Anchors lost Before fair Gales not all our Sayls we bear But with side Winds into safe Harbours steer More Ships in Calms on a deceitful Coast Or unseen Rocks then in high Storms are lost Who casts out threats and frowns no man deceives Time for resistance and defence he gives But Flattery still in sugar'd words betrays And Poyson in high tasted Meats conveys So Fortunes smiles unguarded Man surprize But when she frowns he arms and her defies Of Iustice. 'T IS the first Sanction Nature gave to Man Each other to assist in what they can Just or unjust this Law for ever stands All things are good by Law which she commands The first step Man towards Christ must justly live VVho t' us himself and all we have did give In vain doth man the name of Just expect If his Devotions he to God neglect So must we reverence God as first to know Justice from him not from our selves doth flow God those accepts who to Mankind are Friends Whose Justice far as their own Power extends In that they imitate the Power Divine The Sun alike on Good and Bad doth shine And he that doth no Good although no Ill Does not the office of the Just fulfil Virtue doth Man to virtuous actions steer 'T is not enough that he should Vice forbear We live not only for our selves to care Whilst they that want it are deny'd their share Wise Plato said the world with men was stor'd That succour each to other might afford Nor are those succours to one sort confin'd But several parts to several men consign'd He that of his own stores no part can give May with his Counsel or his Hands relieve If Fortune make thee powerful give Defence 'Gainst Fraud and Force to naked Innocence And when our Justice doth her Tributes pay Method and Order must direct the way First to our God we must with Reverence bow The second honour to our Prince we owe Next to Wives Parents Children fit respect And to our Friends and Kindred we direct Then we must those who groan beneath the weight Of Age Disease or Want commiserate 'Mongst those whom honest Lives can recommend Our Justice more compassion should extend To such who thee in some distress did aid Thy Debt of thanks with Interest should be paid As Hesiod sings spread waters o're thy field And a most just and glad increase 't will yield But yet take heed lest doing good to one Mischief and wrong be to another done Such moderation with thy bounty joyn That thou may'st nothing give that is not thine That Liberality is but cast away Which makes us borrow what we cannot pay And no access to wealth let Rapine bring Do nothing that 's not just to be a King Justice must be from Violence exempt But Fraud's her only Object of Contempt Fraud in the Fox Force in the Lyon dwells But Justice both from humane hearts expels But he 's the greatest Monster without doubt Who is a Wolf within a Sheep without Nor only ill injurious actions are But evil words and slanders bear their share Truth Justice loves and Truth Injustice fears Truth above all things a Just man reveres Though not by Oaths we God to witness call He sees and hears and still remembers all And yet our attestations we may wrest Sometimes to make the Truth more manifest If by a Lye a man preserve his Faith He Pardon Leave and absolution hath Or if I break my Promise which to thee Would bring no good but prejudice to me All things committed to thy trust conceal Nor what 's forbid by any means reveal Express thy self in plain not doubtful words That ground for Quarrels or Disputes affords Unless thou find occasion hold thy tongue Thy self or others careless talk may wrong When thou art called into publick Power And when a crowd of Suiters throng thy Door Be sure no great Offenders 'scape their dooms Small praise from Lenity and Remissness comes Crimes pardoned others to those Crimes invite Whilst Lookers on severe Examples fright When by a pardon'd Murderer blood is spilt The Judge that pardon'd hath the greatest guilt Who accuse Rigour make a gross mistake One Criminal pardon'd may an hundred make When Justice on Offenders is not done Law Government Commerce are overthrown As besieg'd Traytors with the Foe conspire T' unlock the Gates and set the Town on Fire Yet let not Punishment th' Offence exceed Justice with Weight and Measure must proceed Yet when pronouncing sentence seem not glad Such Spectacles though they are just are sad Though what thou dost thou ought'st not to repent Yet Humane Bowels cannot but relent Rather then all must suffer some must dye Yet Nature must condole their misery And yet if many equal guilt involve Thou may'st not these condemn and those absolve Justice when equal Scales she holds is blind Nor Cruelty nor Mercy change her mind When some escape for that which others dye Mercy to those to these is Cruelty A fine and slender Net the Spider weaves Which little and light Animals receives And if she catch a common Bee or Flye They with a piteous groan and murmur dye But if a Wasp or Hornet she entrap They tear her Cords like Sampson and escape So like a Flye the poor Offender dyes But like the Wasp the Rich escapes and flyes Do not if one but lightly thee offend The punishment beyond the Crime extend Or after warning the Offence forget So God himself our failings doth remit Expect not more from Servants then is just Reward them well if they observe their trust Nor them with Cruelty or Pride invade Since God and Nature them our Brothers made If his Offence be great let that

have appear'd Friends to that son Mor. Well thought on and in time Farewel unhappy Prince while we thy friends As strangers to our Countrey and our selves Seek out our safety and expect with patience Heavens Justice Ab. Let 's rather act it than expect it The Princes injuries at our hands require More than our tears and patience His Army is not yet disbanded And only wants a head thither we 'll fly And all who love the Prince or hate the Tyrant Will follow us Mor. Nobly resolv'd and either we 'll restore The Prince or perish in the brave attempt Ye Gods since what we mean to execute Is your high office to avenge the innocent Assist us with a fortune equal to The justice of our action lest the world Should think it self deluded and mistrust That you want will or power to be just Ex. Enter Haly. Ha. 'T is done and 't was my master-piece to work My safety 'twixt two dangerous extreams Now like a skilful sayler have I past Scylla and Charybdis I have scap't the rock Of steep Ambition and the gulf of Jealousie A danger less avoyded 'cause less fear'd Enter Mirvan Mir. What 's done my Lord Ha. Enough I warrant you imprison'd and depriv'd of sight Mir. No more This but provokes him Can you think Your self secure and he alive Ha. The rest o' th' business will do it self He can as well endure a prison as a wild Bull the net There let him struggle and toyl himself to death And save us so much envy Mir. But if his Father should relent such injuries Can receive no excuse or colour but to be Transfer'd upon his Counsellours and then The forfeiture of them redeems his errour Ha. We must set a mark upon his passion And as we find it running low What ebbs from his into our rage shall flow Why should we be more wicked Than we must needs Mir. Nay if you stick at Conscience More gallant actions have been lost for want of being Compleatly wicked than have been perform'd By being exactly vertuous 'T is hard to be Exact in good or excellent in ill Our will wants power or else our power wants skill Ex. Enter Solyman and Tormentors Sol. But Gentlemen was the King in earnest I can scarce believe it Tor. You will when you feel it Sol. I pray have any of you felt it to tell me what it is Tor. No Sir but Some of your fellow Courtiers can tell you That use something like it to mend their shapes 'T will make you so straight and slender Sol. Slender because I was slender in my wits must I be drawn Slender in my waste I 'de rather grow wise And corpulent like him they call Abdomen Tor. Come Sir 't is but a little stretching Sol. No no more 's hanging and sure this will be the death of me I remember my Grandmother died of Convulsion fits Tor. Come Sir prepare prepare Sol. I for another world I must repent firk Tor. Quickly then Sol. Then first I repent that sin of being a Courtier And secondly the greatest sin one can commit in that place the speaking of truth Tor. Have you no more sins Sol. Some few trifles more not worth the remembring Drinking and whoring and swearing and such like But for those let 'em pass Tor. Have you done now Sol. Only some good counsel to the standers by Tor. We thank you for that Sir Sol. Nay Gentlemen mistake me not 'T is not that I love you but because 't is a thing of course For dying men Tor. Let 's have it then Sol. First then if any of you are fools as I think that But a needless question be fools still and labour still In that vocation then the worst will be but whipping Where but for seeming wise the best is racking But if you have the luck to be Court-fools those that have Either wit or honesty you may fool withal and spare not But for those that want either You 'll find it rather dangerous than otherwise I could give you a modern Instance or two but let that pass but if you happen to be State-fools then 't is But fooling on the right side and all 's well then you shall at least be Wise mens fellows if not wise mens masters But of all things take heed of giving any man good counsel You see what I have got by it and yet like a foo must I be doing on 't again Tor. Is this all Sol. All but a little in my own behalf Remember Gentlemen I am at full growth and my joynts are knit and yet My sinews are not Cables Tor. Well we 'll remember 't Sol. But stay Gentlemen what think you of a bottle now Tor. I hope you are more serious Sol. If you knew but how dry a thing this sorrow is Especially meeting with my constitution which is As thirsty as any Serving-mans Tor. Let him have it it may be 't will make him confess Sol. Yes I shall I shall lay before you all that 's within me And with most fluent utterance Here 's to you all Gentlemen and let him that 's good Natur'd in his drink pledge me Drinks So me-thinks I feel it in my joynts already It makes 'em supple Drinks again Now I feel it in my brains it makes 'em swim Tor. Hold Sir you have no measure of your self Sol. What do you talk of measure you 'll take Measure of me with a vengeance Tor. You are witty Sir Sol. Nothing but a poor clinch I have a thousand of them a trick I learn't amongst the States-men Drinks again Well rack I defie thee do thy worst I would thou wer't Man Gyant or Monster Gentlemen now if I happen to fall asleep Upon this Engine pray wake me not too suddenly You see here 's good store of wine and if it be Over-rackt 't will come up with lees and all There I was with you again and now I am for you Exeunt Enter Prince being blind solus Prince Nature How didst thou mock mankind to make him free And yet to make him fear or when he lost That freedom why did he not lose his fear That fear of fears the fear of what we know not While yet we know it is in vain to fear it Death and what follows death 't was that that stamp't A terrour on the brow of Kings that gave Fortune her Deity and Iove his thunder Banish but fear of death those Giant names Of Majesty Power Empire finding nothing To be their object will be nothing too Then he dares yet be free that dares to die May laugh at the grim face of Law and scorn The cruel wrinkle of a Tyrants brow But yet to die so tamely O'recome by passion and misfortune And still unconquer'd by my foes sounds ill Below the temper of my spirit Yet to embrace a life so poor so wretched So full of deaths argues a greater dulness But I am dead already nor can suffer More in the other world For what is