Imperial Crown Here I observe the Lady Flora to cloath our Grandam Earth with a new Livery diaper'd with pleasant Flowers and chequer'd with delightful Objects there the pretty Songsters of the Spring with their various Musick seem to welcom me as I pass along the Earth putteth forth her Primroses and pretty Dayses to behold me the Air blows with gentle Zephyres to refresh me here I find such pleasure with a Gusto relevante that I could bid adieu to Alcinous Adonis and Lucullus Gardens and would not envy the Thessalians for their Tempe If I were Epicurus the Master of Pleasures I should wish to be all Nose to smell or else all Eyes to delight my sight If I lye under the protection of Heaven a poor Cottage for retreat is more worth than the most magnificent Place Here I can enjoy the riches of content in the midst of an honest poverty here undisturbed sleeps and undissembled joys do dwell here I spend my days without cares and my nights without groans my innocency is my security and protection Here are no Beds of State no Garments of Pearl or Embroidery no materials for luxury and excess the Heavens are my Canopy and the glories of them my Spectacle the motion of the Orbs the courses of the Stars and the wonderful order of Providence are my contemplation My Grotta is safe though narrow no Porter at the door nor any business for Fortune for she hath nothing to do where she hath nothing to look after Here I am delivered from the tumults of the World free from the drudgery of business which makes us troublesom to others and unquiet to our selves for the end of one appetite or design is the beginning of another I value Epicurus's 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 live closely beyond a Diadem and must say with Crates That Men know not how much a Wallet and security of Mind is worth A Beggar may be as magnanimous as a King for what can be greater or braverthan for a poor Man to live in contempt of the World This is the Way to Heaven which Nature hath chalked out and its both secure and pleasant there needs no train of Servants no pomp or equipage to make good our passage no money or letters of credit for expences upon the voyage but the graces of an honest mind will secure us upon the way and make us happy at our journies end Similis Captain of the Guard to Adrian the Emperor having passed a most toilsom life retired himself and lived privately in the Country for seven years acknowledging that he had lived only seven years and caused on his Monument to be engraven Hic jacet Similis cujus aetas multorum annorum fuit ipse septem duntaxat annos vixit You perhaps Readers have more Friends at Court than Kainophilus has a larger Train a fairer Estate and more illustrious Title but what do I care to be out-done by Men in some cases so long as Fortune is overcome by me in all Zeno hearing Theophrastus commended above any of the Philosophers for his number of Scholars It 's true said Zeno his Quire is larger than mine but mine hath the sweeter Voices so others may have more Lordships ample Possessions and larger Territories but I have the sweetest life because more retired Nothing comes amiss to me but all things succeed to my very wish there is here no wrangling with Fortune no being out of humour for Accidents whatsoever befalls me it 's God's pleasure and it 's my duty to bear it In this state I feel no want I am abundantly pleased with what I have and what I have not I do not regard so that every thing is great because it is sufficient What is all the Glory and Grandeur of the World or the great Territories in it to that happiness which I do now possess and enjoy The whole compass of the Earth to me seems but a Point and yet Men will be dividing into Kingdoms and Dominions King Philip receiving a fall in a place of wrestling when he turned himself in rising and saw the print of his Body in the Dust Good God said he what a small portion of Earth hath Nature assigned us and yet we covet the whole World For a Man to spend his life in pursuit of a Title that serves only when he dies to furnish out an Epitaph is below a wise Man's business To Seneca the whole compass of the Earth seem'd but a Point and all the greatness thereof only matter of sport If you look upon the brave Palaces renowned Cities large Kingdoms you may compare them to those little Houses of Sand or Dirt made by Children for their Entertainment which Men stand by and laugh at How ridiculous then are the Titles as well as the Contests of Mortals Such a Prince must not pass such a River nor another Prince those Mountains and why do not the very Pâ—smires canton out their Posts and Jurisdictions too For what does the bustle of Troops and Armies amount too more than the business of a swarm of Ants upon a Mole-hill Alas where is Xerxes's Army now Can they now walk in Battle array or thunder about their Tombs Walking 'tother day through Fleet-street I will have the Wall cry'd one Yea said I take the House too if you can agree with the Landlord I confess I had a months mind to draw but upon kinder thoughts to my self and out of meer compassion to a tender Carcass I began to remember that Honour would not fetch me to life again Alas Reader I would not be kill'd to be Lord Mayor of the City of London and that the punctilio's of Birth were not worth a Duel I therefore recommended the Safety of my Body to the Protection of my Feet and fairly left Mr. Huff to enjoy his humour And to speak the truth the Scene of all the most important Actions here below where both at Sea and Land we tug and scuffle for Dominion and Wealth is but a very Trifle My good Friend the King of France enquiring where Holland was in the Map was desired to remove his Thumb that hid it which made him break forth into wonder at its narrow extent and large bustle it kept in the World Holland is scarce a Thumb's breadth and the Universe little more then what a poor Ambition is it to be the Greatest Man in a City What 's a City to a Shire What a Shire to the whole Island What this Island to the Continent of Europe What Europe to the whole Earth What that Earth to a Star the least of which if I may be believed is Eighteen times bigger than it What that Star to Heaven and that to the Heaven ofâ— Heavens And so by a Retrogradation how little how nothing is the poor Glory of the Greatest Monarch For within the hollow Crown that rouuds the mortal Temples of a King Death keeps his Court and there the Antique sits scoffing his State and grinning at his Pomp allowing
Rambling to quench his Flames from place to place And stockt his Heaven with a Bastard-race Rumag'd Alcoves and all their Beds defil'd 'Till all th' immortal Females were with Child What was his SON the great Alcides too But a meer Rambler like the wandring Iew About the World the mighty Lubbard strol'd In dull complyance to the heavenly Scold 'Till Rambling in the dark his way he lost And almost knockt his Brains out 'gainst a Post Which now to make amends and raise his Fame Posterity has honour'd with his Name Nothing in Nature's fixt and stedfast found But all things run an endless Circuit round Heaven and Earth the Sun and Moon and Stars What are they else but Rambling Travellers And that bright Cup which does so gaily shine Did use to Ramble at their Feasts divine 'Till Jove did it in that high place bestow To light poor drunken Ramblers here below Then On brave John to end thy great intents Incourag'd by such glorious Precedents That Unborn Ages may thy Works applaud And spread thy Praises like thy Books abroad 'Till all Mankind by thy Example won Like Staring-Kine when with the Gad-fly stung Around the World from Post to Pillar run And by this strange Fantastick Reformation RAMBLING become the only thing in Fashion A RAMBLER Anagram by the Author RARE BLAMe THy stubborn Anagram Friend scorns to submit To all the little Rules of Sence and Wit â—pregnable while to it self 't is true â—e must divide before we can subdue â—onsence in Gobbets will the Reader choak â—hich easily slips down when chaw'd and broke â—or let false Criticks thy false spelling Blam â—ut know 't is all for th' sake of thy Rare Anagram Rare is thy Fortune Rare shall be thy Fame â—hô nibbling Envy thee unjustly Blame â—et them that Blame thee mend thee if they dare 〈◊〉 not ingeniously confess 't is Rare But if some Faults the rest seem to disgrace â—As there 's a Mole we know in Venus ' Face â—l Flesh must own that even those faults are Rare â—or any Flesh alive can Blame 'em there Those of thy Trade who now imploy themselves â—h ' honest noble Art of Dusting Shelves â—hô they mock thee and flout thee not a Pin for their Blame do thou care â—r thou gerst Mony by 't and sure that 's wondrous Rare TO My much Esteemed Friend Iohn Evander AUTHOR of this BOOK ENTITULED A Voyage round the WORLD WElcome dear Friend to me and England too Welcome as ever I have been to you Ulisses like at last return'd agen Tho' more than he thou Manners knowst and Men Altho' but Two-Years thou he rambled Ten. What 's the small Mediterranean he was tost on To the main Sea what 's Ithaca to Boston There needs 't is true no Bush for such rare Wine There needs no Band for a good Face like thine Yet will I throw my little Venture in My Drop into thy goodly Kilderkin And if my Verse Eternity can give As sure old Songs make Robin Hood to live 〈◊〉 strain my Muse and Conscience e're we part 〈◊〉 let thy Rambles have their due desert Ca'ndish and Drake rub off avauat be gone â— greater Traveller now 's approaching on 〈◊〉 for one way at once did well 't is true 〈◊〉 his Inventions far more strange and new 〈◊〉 once he forward goes and backwards too â—hilst his dull Body's for New-England bound â—is Soul in Dreams troâ—s all the World around 〈◊〉 Cunning Men and Conjurers use this Trade â—ho still as Stocks have Sea and Land survey'd â—or think he writes more than he saw thô he â—se Authors to refresh his Memorie 〈◊〉 Trav'llers have you know Authoritie 〈◊〉 Fame and thee as who dares doubt speak true â—o mortal Wight cou'd ever him out do â—o wandring Christian No nor wandring Jew â—esputius Madoc Cortes Captain Smith â—ithgow or whom Achates travel'd with â—hoever round the Earths vast Circle ran â—oryat or Cabot Hanno or Magellan â—y Horse or Foot or Ship how e're they 've gone â—hether Dutch Vander or Castilian Don â—one sure none over-went thee yet Friend John And see how on the Black'nd shore attends â—hy looseing Bark a shole of weeping Friends Weeping or what 's far worse the sad surprize And Grief for thy Departure froze their Eyes He that can cry or roar finds some relief But nothing kills like the dry silent grief But who can tell the mutual Sighs and Tears Husbandly manly Groans and gentle Wifely Fears Twixt thee and Iris at that fatal Tide Which did thâ— Knot of Heaven it self divide Oh! that I were an Husband for an hour â—or who can else describe Loves mighty power How sweet his Moments flow how free from strife When blest like thee Evander in a Wife But yet if dearer still Friends still must part They go but leave behind each others Heart Noâ— all the Love that Rambling cou'd inspire Not all his vigorous warmth and youthful Fire Couâ—d thaw Evander's Soul when she was gone How shou'd the Wax but freez without the Sun So Orpheus when his Lady downward fell When his sweet Spouse was left behind not well So screecht and on his Harp he play'd by turns So Orpheus then so now Evander mourns Now Neptune's foaming surges rave and boil While thou great Friend forsak'st our greater Isle Here may it stand just in the self-same place Here may it stand ' till thou hast run thy race With Blessings you forsake't althô it be Ungrateful Isle unkind untrue to thee A Place there is where vast Sea-monsters keep In the blew Bosom of the dreadful Deep Where watry Waves and boisterous Billows fight 'Till they almost strike fire in a Tempestuous Night Where surly Nereus sâ—owls and Neptune frowns In Sailors English and plain Prose The Downs Here did the Furies and the Fates combine To ruine all our Hopes dear Friend and thine For hadst thou perisht there without strange Grace America had never seen thy Face Now Tempests terrible around thee roll And wou'd have daunted any's but thy Soul The boisâ—erous surges toss thy Bark on high And with another Argo mawl the Skye Eternal Rambler whither art thou driven Since Earth's not wide enough thou 'lt travel Heaven â—f thou below so many Lands explore Sure thou 'lt above discover many more Secrets to all but one unknown before Survey'd at first by Mahomet on the back Of his good trusty Palfrey Alborack And when Dear Friend so near to bliss you be Remember Iris and Remember me Some hope Their earthly Learning they in Heav'n shall share But sure Friendship and Love will â—nter there But ah thou empty teazing Name Farewel That charms the Ship and down it sinks to Hell And wilt thou then thy third last Ramble make To the dark confines of the Stygean Lake Ben't Earth and Heaven enough that thou must go To view the Kingdoms of the World below Both of thy Pockets and thy self take care For sholes of Booksellers will scrape
Countrey from 'em as well as the Dutch do theirs Towards so great and excellent a work that Prince of excellent hopes King Edward the sixth and this famous City of London have both proposed a very proper method and given a glorious Example They first sorted the Poor into several distinct Râ—nks and Orders The Poor by Impotency Casualty and Wickedness For the first sort they provided besides many other particular Alms-houses of particular Persons and Companies Christ-Church Hospital where so vast a number of Fatherless Children of both Sexes are so handsomely provided for For the second The Hospitals of St. Thomas in Southwark and St. Bartholomews in Smithfield For the third Bridewell the most necessary of all the three But now were I worthy to shoot my Fools bolt I shou'd think there 's yet very much wanting towards regulating this famous City and after their Example the whole Kingdom The first and main thing conducive to such a great end wou'd be a strict and just execution of those excellent Laws we already have against Vagrants and Vagabonds Gypseys and other strolling Ramblers who equally impose upon and injure their Countrey For were all such us were found young lusty and able to work for their Livings well â—hip'd out of their Lazyness we shou'd n't have so many swarms of those People pestring and exposing our Streets Churches Hedges and Roads as we have at present and are yet â—â—ke to have How many hundreds we might perhaps add another Cypher are there about London whose whole business and livelihood for themselves and Families is this way brought in whole Streets and Fraternities of 'em living together and nursing up a brood of Beggars from Generation to Generation Were these publick Work-houses provided to employ those sort of People Men and Women and Children for â—ome sort of work even the last wou'd be capable of how much more Honour and Strength and Profit wou'd it be to the City and Nation For those who are really impotent and incapable of working all the Reason in the World they shou'd be provided for and it might be worth the while to examine whether the Gains acquired by the work of the others might not be so improv'd as to maintain these without my charge to the State or at least but an inconsiderable one Not that all the publick Houses of this Nature are to be like Bedlam's In some Cases and Instances gâ—eat Cities are indeed to consult their Grandeur and Honour but for the most part Coâ—venience far outdoes Magnificence and the maintenance of perhaps a thousand wretches more in a comfortable being much more honourable than having a fine Portal built or the roof of a Hospital mounted a story or two higher But not to forget these miserable wretches who first occasion'd this Discourse the Prisoners for Debt with Submission to the Policy of almost all Mankind and all Ages it seems an odd sort of a Punishment to inflâ—ct the heaviest Pains next to Death it self namely perpetual Imprisonment on what is very often rather a misfortune than a crime in those who suffer it and that for no end not any good to be obtain'd by it If a Rogue run away with a great part of my Estate if another breaks or another Fire my house and ruines me why it looks very hard that for these miseries I must endure others and be confin'd to a stinking Dungeon all the days of my Life for what I did not cause and cannot remedy And then of those who are imprison'd in this manner is there one to ten who ever pays any thing the more nay don 't this generally make 'em desperate and careless whether ever they come out again or what they spend while they are there These as much deserve Pity and Charity aâ— another sort censure and punishment who when they have Estates or Trades carelesly lavish all away in leud or riotous living or else by their fully heedlesness and neglect of business and accounts waste away insensibly while a third more wicked than both get whatever Goods or Moneys they can possibly scrape together and ruâ— into Prison as into Garrison with all their Spoil not careing thereby how many industrious Families they inevitably ruine These last are infinitely worse than Robbery upon the High-way and I think deserve no less punishment But the only speedy way to prevent their villany would be effectually to root out all those Sanctuaries where they lurk The Mint White Friars c. For would any Forreigner believe that the wise and excellent Constitution of the English Government wou'd allow places within its Bosom where it has no power where its Writs and Officers are no more regarded than they 'd be in Iapan or China For the lesser sort of Bankrupts made so either by carelesness or Riot It might not be amiss as a good prevention to their poverty that the prudent Custom of some Nations were Enfranchis'd here namely examining how every Person lived at every years end by publick Censors to that end appointed at least all such as were suspect either of Sloth or Debauchery For such as offended on the worst side of the two after admonition Corporal punishment For the other a little more labour might in a great measure very much alter Affairs in a few years nor shou'd we in all likelihood have our Prisons so full or our Shops and Houses so empty Well if the World laughs and looks a squint at all this grave Council and painful thoughts which I have laid up together for their advantage not mine why then they been't worthy on 't and there 's an end while I Ramble on to somewhat else after I have dropt four Farthings into the old Shoe I was talking of and then left it as I found it And Ramble on to the Privy-Garden was n't that Kings Jester a merry Fellow who sold this pretty spot of Ground to Build upon and that Countrey Squire a very Countrey Squire who bought it of him Let 'em both alone to make up their Bargain as well as they can for we are now got into Whitehall nor won't so much as afford the poor desolate Popish Chapel one Ave Mary as we pass by it And what shall we stare upon here 'T is scarce worth the while to tell you when 't was Built and by whom and what 't was first call'd York Palace as it might have been afterwards when King Charles the Second liv'd in 't as well as before King Henry the Eighth being Burnt out of House and Home at Westminster remov'd his Lodgings thither Every one in 's way Let those who understand Architecture admire the Galleries the Banquetting-House or new Lodgings all which is like the English better than it looks for Let others admire the pleasant new Whiâ—ligig of a Weather cock erected before the Prince Landed on purpose to see when a Protestant Wind blew There are two things that please me infinitely more than all this or all the fine Pictures
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that have known the Truth Grace be with you Mercy and Peace be multiplied unto you through the knowledge of God and of Iesus our Lord. I wish above all things that you may prosper and be in health even as your 〈◊〉 prospereth I have no greater joy than to hear that all the Lord's People walk in the power of Godliness shewing forth the Praises of him who hath called us out of darkness into his â—arvellous light It is true I have need to be more fully instructed of those who have attained unto a full age and by reason of use have their Senses exercised to discern both good and evil yet as one who hath obtained this grace of the Lord as to be faithful in a few things I shall not be negligent to put you in remembrance of these things though you know them and are established in the present truth That which the Lord expects at our hands is that we should walk worthy of him who hath called us unto a Kingdom that we should live unto the praise of his rich Grace who hath so freely poured out his Soul unto death for us Dying Love justly merits an humble lowly thankful and fruitful Conversation Truly we live in a crooked and perverse Generation Satan hath his Seat in every place great is the subtilty of Sin the deceitfulness of our own Hearts the power and malice of our spiritual Adversary It nearly concerns us therefore to give all diligence to make our calling and election sure before we go away from hence and be no more Aunt my continual and â—ervent desire is that we may be every day more and more enlightned into the depths of special and distinguishing love and that I may be helped forward in my Faith aâ—d Ioy in the Holy Ghost by your Experiences is the Prayer of Your affectionate Cousin Lydia C r. My love unto all my Cousins praying that they may be blessed with all spiritual Blessings in the common Saviour Mrs. Lydia C r's Letter to her Sister D w. Loving Sister D w THat we should exhort one another daily consider one another and provoke one another unto Love and good Works is the Exhortation of the Scripture and such Counsel as I desire might be written upon your heart and mine Sister you are now entred into the World with me but that an abundant entrance may be administred into the Kingdom of God unto us both that we may with Mary chuse the better part which shall never be taken from us that we may grow in Grace and in the Knowledge of Jesus Christ that we may not be weary of well-doing that we may approve our hearts unto God in all manner of holiness that we may be filled with Spiritual Graces suitable to our Relations and Conditions that we may persevere unto the end that we may have the sense of God's love kept alive and warm upon our hearts that we may bring forth much fruit proportionable to the precious enjoyments of Divine Mercy that we may make it our business to praise exalt and glorifie him who hath abundantly loved us in his Son that we may have a continual eye upon him who is the Authir and Finisher of our Faith that we may earnestly strive to attain unto the Resurrection of the Dead and that we may learn Christ love Christ and live Christ is the restless desire of Your very loving Sister Lydia C r. Your Husband and you shall not be forgotten by me in my pleadings at the Throne of Grace Farewell I had no sooner received these five Letters of my Mother's and promised my Father to observe his Orders about â—em but on I went in my Rambles again for London But verily Reader had you seen me before I was gotten fix yards on my way thither you 'd have thought I had mortgaged some of my Garments or that my Cloaths were some where in Trouble that I might still keep up the port of Travelling by Coach For the Petticoateers falling upon me and snatching one my Hat another my Cloak a third my Cane a fourth my Belt but not my Sword for to speak truth I had none and a fifth my Wig and 't was a favour believe it my Head escap'd they had almost reduc'd me to Primitive Innocence But at length getting clear of the Gypsies away I rambled again for London and getting into the Road I applied my self Citizen like to the out-side of my Beast a meagre and idolatrous Animal that did homage almost to every Stone he met with When I came to my Master's he receiv'd me with a sweetness peculiar to himself 'T is true he might have refus`d me for one inconsiderate Act and yet have been highly just but he being unwilling to screw up Iustice to the pitch of an Injury a temper proper to Brutes acts the part of a generous Man and welcomes his returning Prodigal How well I pleased him the remaining part of my Time may be guess'd at by my Father's Letter which he sent me two years after I was Bound which I 'll add here and with that conclude my Prenticeship Rambles My Father's Letter sent me two Years after I was Bound being the last I received from him Dear Child THY Master's Letter to me last Week gives me great encouragement to think that if please God I live I shall receive a great deal of comfort from thee He writes so fully that I profess I never read more written concerning any one in my life of thy Chearfulness Tractableness Industriousness willing to learn and obey of thy Truth and Honestly and especially of thy desire and endeavour to know and serve the Lord. Oh Child this good Character of theâ— is the most comfortable and reviving 〈◊〉 that I have taken all the time of my late and long 〈◊〉 I pray God continue thy good Râ—soâ—â—tions of 〈…〉 Masterâ—s 〈◊〉 Commendations of thee Now dear Child if thy deserts answer these Praises I shall not fear but I shall meet thee in Heaven hereafter though through my Corporaâ—â— Indisposition I fear I shall see thy face no more on Earth and in the new Ierusalem if thou diest in the Arms of Divine Embraces I shall see thee not disfigur`d with Pockholes but dignified with Celestial Glory And there wilt thou see thy own Mother's face who killed herself with excessive love to thee and who died praying so earnestly for thy Everlasting Salvation But I must subscribe in haste being much indisposed through a Cold I caught last Lord's-day in Preaching Your real loving Father Stil praying for the Welfare of your Soul and Body AMATUS ERRATA For Chap. IX X XI being those which next follow read Chap. II III IV. CHAP. IX An Account of Kainophilus's early love to Rambling The Reasons why he first surveyed England His Remarks upon it An Account of his Adventures into Buckingham Shire with what pass'd there His accidental meeting with Philaret on the Road. A Description of their Friendship Their pleasant Frollick of
him a breath a little Scene to Monarchize be fear'd and kill with looks infusing into him with self and vain conceit as if the Flesh which walls about his life were Brass impregnable but being a little while humoured thus Comes Death at last and with a little Pin Bores through his Castle Walls and farewel King What though it does appear We came in with the Conqueror Impartial Death will no Excuses hear Valour and Wit Magnificence and State Are sorry Pleas to unrelenting Fate Which quickly will this fatal truth evince How little less a Beggar 's than a Prince One way or other all must die The Peasant and the Crowned Head The same dark Path must tread And in the same cold Earth both undistinguisht lie Whilest the sad Soul her Voyage takes Through gloomy Fens and Stygtan Lakes Vnable to procure a longer stay Into Eternal Exile sails away Now he that seeks satisfaction in the highest enjoyments in the World as in Honours and Grandeur of Condition how soon does his mind nauseate the Pleasures of it and how quickly does he feel the thinness of a popular breath Those that are so fond of Applause while they pursue it how little do they taste it when they have it like Lightning it flashes on the Face and is quickly gone and 't is a wonder if it leaves not a blast behind it 'T is true it is fit and necessary that some Persons in the World should be in love with a splendid Servitude yet certainly they must be much beholding to their own fancy that they can be pleased at it For he that rises up early and goes to Bed late only to receive Addresses to read and answer Petitions is really as much tied and abridged in his freedom as he that waits all that time to present one In a word if it is a pleasure to be envy'd and shot at to be malign'd standing and to be despised falling and to endeavour that which is impossible which is to please all and to suffer for not doing it then is it a pleasure to be Great These are Truths verified by the best of Demonstration which is the woful Experience of the highest Favourites of Fortune in all Ages Let Seneca speak for all in his incomparable Ode on this Subject In truth says he to see our Kings sit all alone at Table environ'd with so many Servants prating about them and so many Strangers staring upon them as they always are I have often been moved rather to pity than to envy their Condition It would never sink into my fancy that it could be of any great benefit to the Life of a Man of sence to have twenty People prating about him when he is at Stool So that in truth the advantages of Sovereignty are upon the matter little more than imaginary Well I have thought on 't and I find This busie World is nonsence all I here despair to please my mind Her sweetest Honey is so mixt with Gall. Well then I 'll try how 't is to be alone Live to my self a while and be my own Here in this shady lovely Grove I sweetly Think my hours away Neither with Business vext nor Love Which in the World bear such tyrannick sway Let Plots and News embroil the State Pray what 's that to my Books and me What ever be the Kingdoms fate Here I 'm sure to enjoy a Monarchy Lord of my self accontable to none Like the first Man in Paradise alone Th' uneasie Pageantry of State And all the plagues to thought and sence Are far removed I 'm plac'd by fate Out of the Road of all Impertinence Thus though my fleeting Life run swiftly on 'T will not be short because 't is all my own Then let us go and talk of Wills and not of Births and Grandure And yet not so for what can we bequeath save our dull Bodies to the ground our Lands and Lives if we are Loyal are the King 's and nothing can we call our own but Death and that small model of the barren Earth which serves as Paste and Cover to our Bones And thus Reader you see many Liberties may be taken in a private condition that are dangerous in a publick I can walk alone where I please without a Sword without Fear without Company I can go and come eat and drink without being taken notice of What with our open and secret Enemies we are never secure but these are the Infelicities and Miseries of Courts not of Cottages Servitude is the Fate of Palaces What are Crowns and Scepters but Golden Fetters and Splendid Miseries which if Men did but truly understand there would be more Kingdoms than Kings to govern them A great Fortune is a great Slavery and Thrones are but uneasie Seats If Heaven shall vouchsafe me such a Blessing that I may enjoy my Grotta with content I can look upon all the great Kingdoms of the Earth a so many little Birds-Nests And I can in such a Territory prude my self as much as Alexander did when he fancied the whole World to be one great City and his Camp the Castle of it If I were advanced to the Zenith of Honour I am at the best but a Porter constellated to carry up and down the World a vile Carkass I confess my Mind the nobler part of me now and then takes a walk in the large Campaign of Heaven and there I contemplate the Vniverse the Mysterious Concatenation of Causes and the stupendious Efforts of the Almighty in consideration whereof I can chearfully bid 〈◊〉 to the World Depone hoc apud te nunquam plus agere Sapientem quam cum in conspectu ejus Divina atque Humana venerunt You will find by Experience which is the best Looking-glass of Wisdom that a private Life is not only more pleasant but more happy than any Princely State Then Happy the Man who his whole time doth bound With th' inclosure of his little ground Happy the Man whom the same humble place Th' Hereditary Cottage of his Race From his first rising Infancy has known And by degrees sees gently bending down With natural propension to that Earth Which both preserv'd his Life and gave him Birth Him no false distant Lights by Fortune set Could ever into foolish Wandrings get He never Danger either saw or fear'd The dreadful Storms at Sea he never heard He never heard the shrill Alarms of War Or the worse Noises of the Lawyers Barr No change of Consuls marks to him the Year The change of Seasons is his Callender The Cold and Heat Winter and Summer shows Autumn by Fruits and Spring by Flowers he knows He measures Time by Land-marks and has found For the whole Day the Dial of his Ground This Man the Day by his own Orb doth prize In the same Field his Sun doth set and rise He knows an Oak a Twig and walking thither Beholds a Wood and he grown up together A neighbouring Elm born with himself he sees And