to brag of his own Kingdom of France that it far exceeded all other Kingdoms wanting but one thing and being requested to know what that was he answered Truth The great Antiochus brought Hannibal to his treasures and shewed him his gold his silver his wealth and treasures and asked him if all that would not please the Romans Yea said Hannibal it would please the Romans but not satisfie the Romans A Councellor of State said to his Master the King of Spain that now is upon occasion Sir I will tell your Majesty thus much for your comfort your Majesty hath but two enemies whereof the one is all the World and the other is your own Ministers Domitian perceiving many of his Predecessors in the Empire to be hated asked one how he might so rule as not to be hated the party answered Tu fac contra By not doing what they did When M. Cicero stood for the Consulship of Rome Q. Cicero wished him to meditate on this Novus sum Consulatam peto Roma est Alexander having a souldier of his name that was a coward He bad him either leave off the name of Alexander or be a souldier A brave Roman Captain told his souldiers That if they could not conquer Britain yet they would get possession of it by laying their bones in it It was a smart answer which Mr. Durant a witty and learned Minister of the Reformed Church of Paris gave a Lady of suspected chastity and since revolted when she pretended the hadness of the Scripture Why said he Madam What can be more plain then Thou shalt not commit adultery It was the saying of the dying Emperor Julian He that would not die when he must and he that would die when he must not are both of them cowards alike Aristippus told the Sailers that wondred why he was not as well as they afraid in the storms that the odds was much For they feared the torments due to a wicked life and he expected the rewards of a good one It was cold comfort Diogenes gave a lewd liver that banished complained he should die in a forreign soil Be of good cheer man wheresoever thou art the way to hell is the same It was the admonition of dying Otho to Cocceius Neither too much to remember nor altogether to forget that Caesar was his Vncle Isocrates of a Scholar full of words asked a double Fee One he said to learn him to speak well another to teach him to hold his peace Euripides when he brings in any woman in his tragedies makes them alwayes bad Sophocles in his tragedies maketh them alwayes good whereof when Sophocles was asked the reason he made this answer Euripides saith he represents women as they be I represent them as they ought to be Sir Henry Wotton was wont to say of Sir Philip Sydneys wit that it was the very measure of congruity Having in Italy acquaintance with a pleasant Priest who invited him one evening to hear their Vesper musick at Church the Priest seeing Sir Henry standing obscurely in a corner sends to him by a boy this question writ in a small piece of paper Where was your Religion to be found before Luther To which Sir Henry Wotton presently under-writ My Religion was to be found then where yours is not to be found now in the written word of God To another that asked him whether a Papist may be saved He replied You may be saved without knowing that look to your self To another that was still railing against the Papists he gave this advice Pray Sir forbear till you have studied the points better for the wise Italians have this Proverb He that understands amiss concludes worse To one being designed for the office of an Embassador requesting from him some experimental rules for his prudent and safe carriage in his Negotiation Sir Henry Wotton gave this for an infallible Aphorisme That to be in safety himself and serviceable to his Country he should alwayes and upon all occasions speak the truth for said he you shall never be believed and by this meanes your truth will secure your self if you shall ever be called to any account and it will also put your adversaries who will still hunt counter to a loss in all their disquisitions and undertakings He directed this sentence onely to be inscribed on his Tomb-stone Hic jacet hujus sententiae Author Disputandi pruritus fit Ecclesiarum scabies Bolislaus the 4th King of Poland who bearing the picture of his Father hanged about his neck in a plate of gold when he was to speak or doe any thing of importance he took his picture and kissing it said Dear Father I wish I may not doe any thing remissly unworthy of thy name A gentile spirit said to an old man who caused his grisly hairs to be painted with the lustre of green youth Poor fool although thou couldst deceive the whole world with thy hair yet death well knoweth they are grey Sit te Proserpina canem It is said a French King enquiring one day of a Wise-man after divers instructions to govern himself and guide his Kingdome this Wise-man took a fair large sheet of paper and for an infinite number of precepts which others use to produce upon this subject he onely wrote this word Modus measure or mean One who having lived free from the bonds of mariage caused to be set on his Tomb Vixit sine impedimento He lived without hinderance A mother grieving for the death of her son said That all her evil came from loving too much what she might lose Amabam misera periturum c. An old humourist vapouring once that women had no souls was answered by a modest Lady Sure Sir you are deceived for I can produce a good text to the contrary My soul doth magnifie the Lord and it was a woman that spoke it Isocrates had an excellent wit notwithstanding finding himself destitute of countenance gesture and confidence he never durst to speak in publique contenting himself to teach even to his decrepit dayes and commonly saying He taught Rhetorick for a 1000 Rials but would give more than 10000 to him who would teach him confidence It was the saying of Lewis the French King to Henry the third of England who asking him in those times of implicit faith whether he would goe sooner to the Eucharist or to a Sermon He answered I had rather see my friend than hear him onely spoken of One said that Aristotles School was a great Scold It was not said improperly of him who having passed his grand Climacterique That he was got loose from his unruly passions as from so many lyons and wolves A French Baron not long since meeting two Capuchins going bare-foot in cold frosty weather with their scrips upon their backs a begging and knowing them to be Gentlemen of a good Family he said How grossly are these men cozen'd if there be no heaven An Italian Prince being upon his death-bed and comforted by his friends
of all that had the happin … see and hear him Witness Mr. Speakers 〈◊〉 to his Majesty on the 5th of Novem. 1640 〈◊〉 before my eyes with admiration sayes th … eloquent Orator as the mouth of all the … mons of England the Majesty of Great 〈◊〉 the glory of times the history of honour 〈◊〉 the First in his forefront placed by descent … tiquity King setled by a long succession … nued unto us by a pious peaceful government concluding with this serious and loyal promise And all our Votes shall pass that your sacred Majesty may Long Long Long reign over us To which no doubt all that heard him said Amen Such was his pious and paternall care over his people that the most sullen ingratitude could not but acknowledge him the Father of his Country teaching his people obedience to his Laws not so much by Proclamation as Example as he was Imperio Maximus so he was Exemplo Major as Paterculus sayes of Tyberius or as it is said of Lycurgus that famous Law-giver he never ordained any thing to others which he did not first exactly observe himself So chast was he in his embraces so pious in his devotions so just in all his actions that the Law-maxime of Rex non peccat was never more true of any King than of Him Behold him at the Councill Table and there we shall find him by the testimony of one of his greatest enemies principall in all transactions of State and the wisest about him but Accessaries for he never acted by any implicit faith in State matters He had more learning and dexterity in State affairs undoubtedly sayes that Cook ruffian than all the Kings in Christendom And herein if ever the good words of an enemy are true It is reported of our Henry 4th that he stood more upon his own legs than any of his Predecessors had done in cases of difficulty not refusing but not needing the advice of others which might confirm but not better his own judgement But this is far greater and truer commendation in Charls who succeeded so wise a Prince as James the first the greatest Master of King-craft as he used to call it that ever swayd the English Scepter But as our Charls his wisdome was great in that he was able to advise yet was it greater in that he was willing to be advised being never so wedded to his own opinions but that on good grounds he might be divorced from them for though some of his enemies have reported him wilfull and too tenacious to his own resolves one who knew him bettet then all of them though perhaps their malice was greater than their ignorance affirms and that without suspition of falshood that though in his childhood he was noted to be very wilfull which might proceed from that retiredness which the imperfection of his Speech not fitting him for publick discourse and the weakness of his limbs and joints as unfit for action made him most delight in yet afterwards as he shaked off his retiredness so he corrected in himself the peccancy of that humour which had grown up with it there being no man to be found sayes my Author and it is verbum Sacerdotis of an evener temper more pliant to good counsel or less wedded than he was to his own opinion Indeed as he was long and serious in deliberating so was he just and true to his resolves and resolute in the execution of them Let us attend him to the Chappell and there we shall see him so pious and dovout in prayer so reverend and attentive in hearing that we may justly conclude his piety to be as a rich Diamond in the Ring of his royall virtues Constantine alwayes heard Sermons standing acknowledging thereby what reverence is due to the Word of God the irreverence that hath since crept into our Churches may well make us bewail the loss of that laudable Example of our English Constantine who alwayes bare a great regard to the Church and Church men whom he reverenced for their function and loved for their fidelity so much a friend was he to all Church men that had any thing in them beseeming that sacred Function that he hazarded as he says himself his own interest chiefly upon conscience constancy to maintain their rights whom the more he looked upon as Orphans under the sacrilegious eyes of many cruel rapacious reformers so he thought it his duty the more to appear as a father and patron for them and the Church He was at once a dutifull Son and an indulgent father of the Church esteeming it with that good Emperor a greater honour to be a member of the Church than Head of an Empire Nor was he onely a gracious Patron of the Church but also a resolute Champion in behalf of the Hierarchy as well remembring that Prophetick Apothegm of the King his father No Bishop no King his own experience being too great a Comment upon that truth to be by him neglected or by us forgotten Bassianus the Emperor refusing the name of Pius would be called Foelix on the contrary our Charls chose rat her to be informiatly Pious than irreligiously prosperous well knowing that piety shall not want its reward in a better place A King so religious so devout that if all his subjects had been like the King we might then indeed have had a Kingdom of Saints If we enter his Courts of Judicature thereshall we behold Justice with her sword and ballance equally dividing and impartially weighing out the rewards of virtue and punishments of vice poverty never excluding the Innocent nor power absolving the nocent and though the Asylum of his mercy was never shut to the meanest supplicant whom the rigour of the Law had cast yet was he alwayes inexorable to the supplications of the greatest offender if found guilty of willfull murther Agesilaus wrote to a Judge in behalf of his Favourite Si causa bona pro justitia sin mala pro amicitia absolve But hath not our Charls delivered up the greatest of his favourites to the sentence of the Law did his power ever shield the most powerfull offenders from the stroke of justice though himself were wounded through their sides As his justice was blind to all relations his hands were continually open to receive the Petitions of his meanest subject not like Demetrius who threw the Petitions of his people into the water He was always ready and expectant to receive them and never better pleased than when he took them from the hands of the poorest Petitioner justly meriting the style of James the fifth of Scotland who was called The poor mans King Worthy was the Speech of that Goth a King of Italy who speaking of his Subjects said Messis nostra cunctorum quies Our harvest is their rest Such was the vigilancy of Charls whose waking eyes secured all his flock from being a prey to any subtle Mercury No forreign invasion daring to land upon our coasts
at a full Exchange came crowding into the middle with a joynt-stool upon his head which when he had set down he stood up on and cried O yes if any man in the Town or Country can tell me what good the Parliament hath done these eight yeares let him come and speak and I 'll sit down and hear him and that you may know the truth of it he is in Bridewell for his labour And now I meet with your Cordial which is Cordiality well may we invent new terms to signifie realitie by for I think hereafter the old will not be understood I have remembred you to as many as I suppose your friends and have only in return Mr. Th. E's service The rest not concluding you aymed at them in particular since you onely shot at Rovers in the general The second part of your commands I have performed onely upon your welcome Letter and have sent this to kiss your hands If this may contribute any thing to the delivery of your expectation I shall count your acceptance a sufficient reward But I will not add feathers to the wings of time which I know you put to lawful usury Here then I take my Rest and resolve to remain Sir yours ready to serve you T. F. To Mr. W. L. Will. LEt my Hand now speak for my Heart and know that the lines of the one is the language of the other But I will not tire thee with a preamble lest it might be suspected for a piece of Rhetorical insinuation but abruptly tell my errand without respect so much as to a civil Complement Will. How really I am obliged to thee in my affections my engagements thereto by thy many multiplyed courtesies may sufficiently testifie And for that reason to make short work I am resolved to give thee that for which from another I should have expected and happily have had a price You cannot imagine me so little Man or that to cost me so little paines but that I must conceive it worth as much as every puny Pamphlet or grant it were not think me so simple as to run the Gantelope of the worlds censure◠for Nothing Yet is not any or all of these strong enough to draw me from dispensing with mine own profit or credit when they stand in competition with a friend In brief therefore if you can imagine it worth your acceptance or but enough to strike off the least notch from the tally of mine engagements 't is yours I refer it and my self wholly to your dispose Some you cannot but think I must bestow on some friends and I should be loth to buy what I did not sell or have and must give away My short stay here will not admit any long delay Let thy answer be like my time and my departure short and shortly I am still Your long-lasting Friend T. F. To Mr. J. W. My friend FOr so I presume to call you because if your Tongue and Heart were Relatives when you wrote your last kind Letter you were pleased to dishonour your self with that Title To lay aside all terms of distance that we may close and mingle soules in the flame of friendship pardon me hereafter if I lay aside the name of Mr. as incompatible with that of friendship But let me tell you that I can scarce think your invective against Complements to be real since you cannot compleat your Letter without them Tully once told a Lawyer pleading a bad cause Tu nisi fingeres ne sic ageres For your Complements you bestow on me and mine I shall onely assure you you struck the ball to an ill hand if you look for a rebound Your quibble upon my name would have pleas'd me exceedingly had you not married and so marr'd it with so dis-agreeing an Epethite as to call that deep whose very name speaks it but shallow So that by styling me deep you have taken away my name of Forde But if you will have my Etymologie it is this Vadum à vadendo from going and so it tells you that I shall never be wearie of travelling in your service Or if you will it is 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 trajicere to pass over and so I pass it by That that poor draught has satisfied your thirst I am not a little glad but it seems it was of the nature of salt water which makes the drinker but the drier And truly I question not but you are if you keep your promise and not drink till the return of this which I wish may be answerable to your expectation For your complaint of want of Books I conceive it needless in you who are a walking Library Now will I relate what they here tell for truth One Rolph something near Ravillac a Shoomaker had plotted to have brought his Majestie to his Last but as Heaven would have it he prov'd but a Cobler at it and so was discovered Your Letter which mine was big with is safely delivered by Your Friend and Servant T. F. To Mr. E. B. My best of Friends FInding friendship to be as cold as the weather we thought to repel it by celebrating this present time with the remembrance of thee when we turned thy Aurum Palpabile into Aurum Potabile and I dare affirm it was Cordial We did remember thee Plenis poculis and because two make no musick we engaged two or three other Consorts to compleat our Harmony And that thou mayst see we did not only drink like irrational animals I will tell thee if my memory fail me not the Original of Healths When the Danes Lorded it over our Kingdome whence by corruption they were termed Lurdanes they were quartered in several Houses a word I must confess I understood not when I read it first but since the Times have instructed me with a witness They were so imperious that no man thought himself secure in their presence and knowing the advantage men have of one that is lifting his hand to his mouth in drinking they used which after was a custome to drink to one at the Table who was thereby engaged to be their pledge or surety for their safety whilst they were drinking and some of our Countries do still retein the original in answering Sir I pledge for you To this I doubt not but the witty Waller alludes in his Poems where he sings Wine fills the veins and Healths are understood To give our friends a title to our blood Who naming me doth warm his courage so Shews for my sake what his bold hand would do Newes is so confused that I know not where to begin yet where should I but at home and that 's in the Church-yard that you may know In nomine Domini incipit omne malum Our yard is a place of Rendezvouz a Bridewel an Execution-place c. Here the gallant Pitcher went to Pot I mean was broken by the merciless blind bullets or if thou wilt have it in plain terms was shot to death I could not
He who had worn a Crown of Gold must now admit a crown of thornes that might fit him for the Crown of Glory They had promised to make him a glorious King and now was the time come Sit divus modo non sit vivus say they His Kingdom was not to be any longer of his world and therefore he prepares himself with humility piety charity and magnanimity to bear this earthly cross that be might attein his heavenly crown His enemies curse him he prays for them they slander him he forgives them they load him with affronts he carries them with patience And now his pious soul is on the wing and makes many a sally to the place where she longed to be at rest and in the fire of an ardent devotion he offers up himself an Holocaust being kindled with the flames of Divine Love and is fill'd with a large measure of celestial joy and holy confidence witnesse that admirable Anagram made by himself on the day before his death Carolus Rex Cras ero Lux. Hermigildus Son of Levigildus King of the Visogoths forsaking the Arrian Heresie which his Father maintain'd and embracing the Catholick truth was threatned by his Father with death unless he returned to his former errors To whom the pious Son Poteris saith he in me statuere pater quod lubet regno privas sed periturae tantum immortale illud eripere non potes In vincula me rapis ad coelum certè patet via ibimus illuc ibimus Vitam eripitis restat melior aeterna Such were the pious resolves of the most Christian Charls You may doe with me what you will ye may deprive me of my Kingdomes alas these are perishing things but mine immortal Crown ye cannot reach If ye confine me to the narrow walls of a prison my soul vvill mount to Heaven thither thither vvill vve goe If ye take avvay this life I shall but exchange it for a better and eternal one Thus prepared he vvith all humility and Christan resignation offers up himself the peoples Martyr to the grief of his friends the shame of his enemies and the amazement of all the world Quis talia fando temperet à lachrymis Many wiped up his blood with their handkercheifs which experience proved afterwards an admirable Collirium to restore the sight even to those I could name some of the recovered patients from whom I received the relation who were almost blind this wants not truth so much as a Roman pen to make it a miracle Sure I am his death opened thousands of eyes which passion and prejudice had blinded and those who whilst he lived wish'd him dead now he was dead wish'd him alive again That so great a Prince who yet chose rather to be good than great to be holy rather than happy might not die unattended many loyal subjects left this life with the very news of His death as it is reported of Hugh Scrimiger servant to S. W. Spotswood beheaded by the Covenanters of Scotland passing by the Scaffold before it was taken down fell into a swound and being carried home died at his own door The truth of this Relation I leave to the credit of the Historian the former I attest upon mine own knowledge my self being assistant at the Funeral of a Kinsman who with divers others died of no other disease than the newes of the Kings death on whom as I then bestowed I here deposite this Epitaph Here lies a loyal member dead Who scorned to survive his Head Thus died Charls Aliorum majori damno quam suo It being hard to determine whether the Church and State were more happy to have had or more miserable to lose so incomparable a King who wanted nothing but to have lived in an Age when it was in fashion to Deifie their Worthies or in a Country where it is a trade to be Sainted But alas He lived in an Age when vices were in fashion and virtues accounted vices Of whom his worst enemies sayes one who was none of his best friends cannot but give this civil yet true Character That he was a Prince of most excellent natural parts an universal Gentleman very few men of any rank or quality exceeding him in his natural endowments and the most accomplished King this Nation had ever since the Conquest FINIS Doloris nullus Oweni Epigr. in Regicidas Si manus offendat te dextra abscindito dextram Offendat si pes abjice Christus ait Corpus in errorem dexter si ducat ocellus Ipse oculus peccans effodiendus erit Quaelibet abscindi pars corporis aegra jubetur Excipiunt medici Theologique Caput An Elegie on Charls the First c. COme saddest Muse tragick Melpomine Help me to weep or sigh an Elegie And from dumb grief recover so much breath As may serve to express my Sovereigns death But that 's not all had Natures oil been spent And all the treasury of life she lent Exhausted had his latest sand been run And the three fatal Sisters thred been spun Or laden with yeares and mellow had he dropt Into our mothers bosome not thus lopt We could have born it But thus hew'd from life B'an Axe more hasty than the cruel knife Of grisly Atropos thus to be torn From us whom loyal death would have sorborn This strikes us dead Hence Nero shall be kind Accounted he but wished and that wish confin'd Within the walls of Rome but here we see Three Kingdoms at one blow beheaded be And instead of the one head of a King Hundreds of Hydra headed Monsters spring Scarce can I think of this and not engage My Muse to muster her Poetick rage To scourge those Gyants whose bold hands haâ—e renâ— This glorious Sun from out our Firmament Put out the light of Israel that they might Act their black deeds securely in the night When none but new and foolish lights appear Not to direct but cheat the traveller But biting births are monstrous Ours must be My Midwife Muse a weeping Elegie Well may we like some of whom Stories write From this Sun-set in mourning spend our night Until we see a second Sun arise That may exhale those vapours from our eyes Since the breath of our nostrils we have lost We are but moaning statues at the most Our wisedome reason justice all are dead As parts that liv'd and died with our Head How can we speak him praise or our loss when Our tongue of language silenc'd is with him Or can our fainter pensils hope to paint Those rayes of Majesty which spake him Saint In mortal weeds not man As great a King Of virtues as of men A sacred thing To such an heighth of eminency rais'd Easier by far to be admir'd than prais'd 'T would puzzle the sage Plutarch now to tell Or finde on earth our Charls 's parallel Let Rome and Greece of Heroes boast no more To make our One would beggar all their store Weep ye three Orphan Kingdoms weep for
That the Volume is small my diligence hath been the greater for I have laboured to substract rather than multiply them not putting in every one I met with but what was best at least in my opinion These are but the fi st fruits your acceptance may ripen them into a larger harvest if God shall lend me time and opportunity I have waved any particular Dedication as not willing to entitle any man to the Patronage of my weaknesses nor am I of that vain humour of Appian the Grammarian who promised immortality to those to whom he dedicated any of his Works And they who write to Lords rewards to get Donnes Sat. Are they not like singers at doors for meat There is a Vine in Asia that brings forth Burnt-wine Johnston Hist Nat so excellent saith mine Author that none exceeds it Such is the nature of these short sentences they are ready dress'd and dish'd out to thy hand like some Diamonds which grow smoothand polished and need no farther labour to fit them for use but using As it is said of Isidore the Philosopher that he spake not words but the very substance and essence of things They contain magnum in parvo much matter in a few words Significant potius quam exprimunt You have here much gold in a little ore easie for carriage ready for use We have many things to learn and but little time to live I know not therefore any kind of Learning more pleasant or more profitable than this which teacheth us many lessons in a few lines But I will not waste thy time Reader whilst I study to improve it and to approve my self Thy servant T. F. Apothegmes AN old Mass-Priest in the dayes of Hen. 8. reading in English after the Translation of the Bible the mircale of the five loaves and two fishes when he came to the verse that reckoneth the number of the guests he paused a little and at last said they were about 500 the Clerk whispered into the Priests ears that it was 5000 but the Priest turned back and replied with indignation Hold your peace sirrah we shall never make them believe they were 500. Aristides said concerning the Elegance of the City of Smyrna that no man except he which shall see it will be drawn to believe it The Savages an English Family held Ardes in Ireland long in possession amongst whom there goeth a great name of Him who said no less stoutly than pleasantly when he was moved to o build a Castle for his defence that he would not trust to a castle of stones but rather to a castle of bones Meaning his own body Columbane a Monk of Ireland when Sigebert King of the Frankners dealt very earnstly with him and that by way of many fair and large promises that he should not depart out of his Kingdom Answered him That it became not them to embrace other mens riches who for Christs sake had forsaken their own Porpherie in regard of the many tyrants rising up in his dayes in Britain cried out in these terms Britain a foolish Province of tyrants St. Ambrose in his Funeral Sermon of Theodosius cryeth out in these terms that Eugenius and Maximus who had five years usurped the Empire by their woful example doe testifie in hell what a heavy thing it is to bear arms against their Natural Prince Of this Maximus it is said that he was a valiant man victorious and worthy the title of Augustus but that against his allegiance he had by way of tyranny and usurpation attained the place Homer saith of one that had a misfortune It was because he did not honour his Parents Upon a triumph all the Emperor Severus's Souldiers for the greater pomp were to put on Crowns of Bayes but one Christian there was amongst them which wore it on his arm and being demanded the reason boldly answered It becomes not a Christian to be crowned in this life Arnobius was wont to say that persecution brings death in one hand and life in the other for while it kills the body it crowns the soul The Empress Eudoxia sending a threatning message to Chrysostom for boldly reproving her He answered Go tell her I fear nothing but sin Justus Jonas said of Luther that he could have of God what he pleased Epaminondas being asked what was the greatest joy he ever had in the world He said Leutrica Victoria the Battel of Leutrick Rocardus King of Frisland being by Wolfranius perswaded to be Baptized having one foot in the Font the other out asked Wolfranius where went the most part of his Predecessors that were not Baptized To hell said Wolfranius then Rocardus drew his foot out of the Font saying It was best following of the greatest company The Devil meeting with a devout Hermit asked him three questions First what should be the strangest thing that God made in a little frame He answered a mans face The second Where was the Earth higher than all the Heavens Where Christs body born of the Virgin Mary was adored of Angels and Archangels The third What space was between Heaven and Earth Thou knowest best said the Hermit which wast from Heaven thrown down to the Earth L. Silla finding his souldiers timâ—rous and fearful to fight with Archelaus 〈◊〉 General drew out his sword and said You souldiers that mean to fly to Rome tell them at Rome that you left Silla your General fighting in the midst of the Battel with the enemies in Boetia Philipides the Poet refused to be of King Lysimachus Counsel that when the King said to him What wilt thou that I give unto thee Nothing said the poor Poet but onely this that I may not be of thy Council In a publick meeting with all the Princes of Germany at Wormatia where the Duke of Saxon first preferring his mettals and rich veins of earth the Duke of Bavaria much commending his strong and brave Cities and Towns and the Duke Palatine of his wines and fertility of his lands the Duke of Wittenbergh said I can lay my head and sleep upon the lap of any of my subjects I have abroad in the field every where Huic facile concedite palmam said Maximilian the Emperor Give him the palm Themistocles being asked whose Oration he would hear Even him said Themistocles that can best set forth my praise and advance my fame Isocrates repeating an Oration of Demosthenes his adversary at Rhodes they of Rhodes much delighting therein and much commending the Oration that Isocrates made though he was enemy to Demosthenes was forced against his will to say to the people What if you had heard the beast himself pronouncing his own Oration Julius Caesar seeing certain men of Apulia in Rome carrying Apes upon their arms playing asked the men If they had no women in Apulia to get children to play withal Diogenes when he saw mice creeping for some crums to his table would say Behold Diogenes also hath his parasites Lewis the â—th was wont
for a marriage between him and Isabel a Daughter of Scotland and some told him she was but meanly brought up and without any instruction of learning answered He loved her the better for it and that a woman was wise enough if she could but make difference between the shirt and doublet of her husband Demosthenes companions in their Embassage to Philip praised their Prince to be fair eloquent and a good quaffer Demosthenes said They were commendations rather fitting a woman an advocate and a spunge than a King Theodorus answered Lysimachus who threatned to kill him Thou shalt do a great exploit to come to the strength of a cantharides Aristotle being upbraided by some of his friends that he had been over-merciful to a wicked man I have indeed quoth he been merciful towards the man but not towards his wickedness When an Epigramatist read his Epigrams in an Auditory one of the hearers stopt him and said Did not I hear an Epigram to this purpose from you last year Yes says he it 's like you did But is not that vice still in you this year which last years Epigram reprehended Some came and told Philopoemen the enemies are with us To whom he answered and why say you not that we are with them When Sicily did curse Dionysius by reason of his cruelty there was onely one old woman that pray'd God to lengthen his life Whereat Dionysius wondering asked her for what good turn she should do that She Answered That it was not love but fear for said she I knew your Grandfather a great tyrant and the people desired his death then succeeded your Father more cruel than he and now your self worse far than them both so that I think if you die the Devil must come next Pompey being in Sicily pressing the Mammertines to acknowledge his authority they sought to avoid it pretending that they had Priviledges and ancient Decrees of the people of Rome To whom Pompey answered in choler Will you plead Law unto us who have our swords by our sides When Lewis the 11th demanded of Brezay Senescall of Normandy the reason why he said that his horse was great and strong being but little and of a weak stature For that answered Brezay he carries you and all your counsel He said That if he had entred his Reign otherwise than with fear and severity he had serv'd for an example in the last Chapter of Boccace his book of unfortunate Noblemen Considering that Secrecy was the Soul and Spirit of all Designes He said sometimes I would burn my Hat if it knew what was in my Head He remembring to have heard King Charls his Father say that Truth was sick He added I believe that since she is dead and hath not found any Confessor Mocking at one that had many Books and little learning He said That he was like unto a crook-back't man who carries a great bunch at his back and never sees it Seeing a Gentleman which carried a goodly chain of gold He said unto him that did accompany him You must not touch it for it is Holy Shewing that it came from the spoil of Churches On a time seeing the Bishop of Chartre mounted on a Mule with a golden bridle He said unto him that in times past Bishops were contented with an Ass and a plain halter The Bishop answered him That it was at such times as Kings were shepherds and did keep sheep Abdolominus a poor man rich in plenty except plenty of riches to whom Alexander of Macedon proffering the Kingdom of Sydon who before was but a gardiner was by him refused saying That he would take no care to lose that which he cared not to enjoy When one told a Reverend Bishop of a young man that Preached twice every Lords day besides some Exercising in the Week-days It may be said he he doth talk so often but I doubt he doth not Preach To the like effect Queen Elizabeth said to the same Bishop when She had on the Friday heard one of those talking Preachers much commended by some-body and the Sunday after heard a well-labour'd Sermon that smelt of the candle I pray said she let me have your bosome-Sermons rather than your lip-Sermons for when the Preacher takes paines the auditory takes profit When Dr. Day was Dean of Windsor there was a Singing-man in the Quire one Wolner a pleasant fellow famous for his eating rather than his singing Mr. Dean sent a man to him to reprove him for not singing with his fellows the messenger that thought all worshipful that wore white Surplices told him Mr. Dean would pray his worship to sing Thank Mr. Dean quoth Wolner and tell him I am as merry as they that sing A Husbandman dwelling near a Judge that was a great builder and comming one day among divers of other neighbours some of stone some of tinn the Steward as the manner of the Country was provided two tables for their dinners for those that came upon request powder'd beef and perhaps venison for those that came for hire poor-John and apple-pyes And having invited them in his Lordships name to sit down telling them one board was for them that came in love the other was for those that came for money this husbandman and his hind sate down at neither the which the Steward imputing to simplicity repeated his former words again praying them to sit down accordingly But he answered He saw no table for him for he came neither for love nor money but for very fear Scipio being made General of the Roman Army was to name his Quaestor or Treasurer for the Wars whom he thought fit being a place in those dayes as is now of great importance One that took himself to have a special interest in Scipio's favour was an earnest suitor for it but by the delay mistrusting he should have a denial he importuned him one day for an answer Think not unkindness in me said Scipio that I delay you thus for I have been as earnest with a friend of mine to take it and yet cannot prevail with him A pleasant Courtier and Servitor of King Henry the 8ths to whom the King had promised some good turn came and pray'd the King to bestow a living on him that he had found out worth 100 l. by the year more than enough Why said the King we have no such in England Yes Sir said he the Provostship of Eaton for said he he is allowed his diet his lodging his hors-meat his servants wages his riding-charge and 100 l. per annum besides Ellmar Bishop of London dealing with one Maddox about some matters concerning Puritanisme and he had answered the Bishop somewhat untowardly and thwartly the Bishop said to him Thy very name expresseth thy nature for Maddox is thy name and thou art as mad a beast as ever I talked with The other not long to seek of an answer By your favour Sir said he your deeds answer your name righter than mine for your
one who reproved Anaxagoras for not taking care of his Country Wrong me not said he my greatest care is my Country Pointing to the Heavens Portugal being revolted the Conde D'Olivares came smiling to the King Philip the 4th saying Sir I pray you give me las albricias to hansel the good newes for now you are more absolute King of Portugal than ever for the people have forfeited all their priviledges by this Rebellion Besides the Estate of the Duke of Briganza with all his Complices are yours by right of Confiscation so that you have enough to distribute among your old loyal servants by way of reward Attabalipa a wild Pagan King when he heard that his Kingdom was given by the Pope to the King of Spain Surely said he that Pope must be an egregious fool or some unjust and impudent tyrant that will undertake to bestow other mens possessions so freely An Indian being to die was perswaded by a Franciscan Frier to turn Christian and then he should go to heaven he asked Whether there were any Spaniards in heaven Yes said the Frier 't is full of them Nay then said he I had rather go to hell than have their company It was an excellent saying of Herod the Sophist when he was pained with the Gout in his hands and feet When I would eat said he I have no hands when I would go I have no feet but when I must be pained I have both hands and feet John King of Hungary used oftentimes to say That the favour and love of valiant men gotten by bounty and courtesie was the best treasures of a Prince for that courteous and thankeful men did oftentimes in some one worthy piece of service plentifully repay whatsoever had been bestow'd upon them as for such as were unthankeful they did to their shame bear the testimony of another mans virtue After the Victory of Lepanto one of the chief of the Turkish prisoners hearing it compared to the loss of Cyprus said That the Battel lost was unto Selymus as if a man should shave his beard which would ere long grow again but the loss of Cyprus was unto the Venetians as the loss of an arm which once cut off could never be again recevered A Countryman in Spain comming to an Image inshrin'd the extraction and first making whereof he could well remember and not finding from the same that respectful usage which he expected You need not quoth he be so proud for I have known you from a Plum-tree A Persian in England attending on the Embassador anno 1626. who perceiving wealthy people in London in the time of the plague tumultuously posting to their Country-houses What saith he have the Englishmen two Gods the one for the City and the other for the Country Frederick Burgrave of Noremberg which he obtained of the Emperor Sigismond for his many good Services making his Will he intended to give that charge to his second Son Frederick and acquainting his eldest Son John who was a contemplative man answered I did always think that Frederick had been more dear to you than my self which did somewhat grieve me but now dear Father I will change my opinion and love and honour you who by your last Will bequeath rest to me and cares to him Casar was counselled to have a guard alwayes about him Whereto he answered That he would have none for he would rather die once than live continually in jealousie and fear After his Victory in Spain against Pompey's Sons considering the danger he had been in he used to say That only that day he fought for his life and in all other Battels ever for honour and victory When the Captaines and Souldiers would have given Valentinian a companion and equal in the Empire He told them It was in your hands and in your pleasure when I was not Emperor to give me the government and command of the Empire but now that I have the government and am in possession thereof it is no part of your charge neither ought you to intermeddle therein for that it is my charge onely Valentinian the 2d caused Ecius his General against Atila to be slain having some suspition of him but demanding of Proximus a discreet and noble Roman Whether he had not followed the best and most profitable Counsel by putting Ecius to death He answered Whether the Emperor hath put Ecius to death with or without reason I dare not determine but this I dare affirm that by killing him thou hast with thy own left hand cut off thy right The Emperor Henry the 4th having slain his Competitor Rodulph whose servants going about to bury the body of their deceased Lord with the Ensignes and Ornaments of the Emperor some asked of the Emperor Henry Wherefore he suffered Rodulph to be buried with such honour seeing he was a Tyrant and his enemy Whereto he answered I would to God that all mine enemies were like Rodulph buried with the Ornaments and Ensigns if Emperors David Game one of the bravest and most judicious Souldier of his time being sent by Henry the 5th to make an estimate of the number of the French Army which infinitely exceeded the number of the English went to the top of an hill and seeing all the Champion covered with Tents and blazing with fires brought word back That there were enough of them to be slain enough to be taken prisoners and enough to be made run away A Kentish Knight having spent a great Estate at Court and brought himself to one Park and a fine house in it was yet ambitious to entertain the Queen at it and to that purpose had new painted his gates with a Coat of Arms and Motto over-written thus OIAVANIT AS in great golden letters the Treasurer Burleigh offering to read it desired to know of the Knight what he meant by OIA who told him it stood for Omnia The Lord replyed Sir I wonder having made your Omnia so little as you have you notwithstanding make your Vanitas so large The Philosopher when he saw a vain proud Gull He wished he said that all his friends were but such as that man thought himself and all his enemies such as he was Epiphanius having stay'd long at Constantinople and being to take ship to return home again he said He was leaving three great things a great City a great Palace and great Hypoerisie Bishop Andrews whom no man will envy the reputation of one of the greatest Clerks in his Age when a plain man came seriously to him and asked his opinion concerning an obscure passage in the Revelation Answered My friend I am not come so far Henry the 4th King of France used to say That in his Kingdome he observed there was a double tribute used to be paid One to the King the other to his Officers but the first was made intollerable by the second Tierceline a Knight of very ancient Extraction observing in his time the sale of Honours and Offices nay the highest
high houses of four or five stories wherein commonly the uppermost room is worst furnished Lewis the 9th who in the Catalogue of the French Kings is call'd St. Lewis was Baptized in the little Town of Poyssy and after his return from Aegypt and other places against the Saracens being asked by what Title he would be distinguished from the rest of his Predecessors after his death He answered That he desired to be called Lewis of Poyssy Reply being made That there were divers other places and Cities of Renown where he had performed brave Exploits and obteined famous Victories therefore it was more fitting that some of those places should denominate him No said he I desire to be called Lewis of Poyssy because there I got the most glorious Victory that ever I had for there I overcame the Devil Meaning that he was Christned there Don Beltran de Rosa being to marry a rich Labradors a Yeomans daughter which was much importun'd by her Parents to the match because their Family should be thereby ennobled he being a Cavalier of St. Jago The young Maid having understood that Don Beltran had been in Naples and had that disease about him answered wittily Truly Sir To better my blood I will not hurt my flesh It was the answer of Vespasian to Apollonius desiring entrance and access for Dion and Euphrates two Philosophers My gates are always open to Philosophers but my very breast is open unto thee It is reported of Cosmo de Medici that having built a goodly Church with a Monastery thereunto annex'd and two Hospitals with other monuments of Piety and endow'd them with large Revenues as one did much magnifie him for these extraordinary works he answer'd 'T is true I imploy'd much treasure that way yet when I look over my Leiger-book of accounts I do not find that God Almighty is indebted to me one penny but I am still in the arrear to him It was a brave generous saying of a great Armenian-Merchant who having understood how a vessel of his was cast away wherein there was laden a rich Cargazon upon his sole account he strook his hand upon his breast and said My heart I thank God is still afloat my spirits shall not sink with my ship nor go an inch lower Sir Edward Herbert being Embassador in France there hapned some classings between him and the great French Favourite Luynes whereupon he was told that Luynes was his enemy and that he was not in a place of security there Sir Edward gallantly answered That he held himself to be in a place of Security wheresoever he had his sword by him FINIS Faenestra in Pector OR FAMILIAR LETTERS By THO. FORDE Quid melius desidiosus agam ALTVM 〈…〉 LONDON Printed by R. and W. Leybourn for William Grantham at the Black Bear in St. Pauls Church-yard neer the little North Door 1660. To the Reader Reader THe witty Lucian brings in Momus quarrelling at the Master-pieces which the gods had made and the onely fault he found with Man was That he had not a window to look into his breast For this reason I call this Packet of Letters Fenestra in Pectore Letters being the best Casements whereby men disclose themselves Judicium fit per Brachium say the Physicians and I know no better Interpreter of the Heart than the hand especially in Familiar Letters whereby friends mingle souls and make mutual discoveries of and to one another The pen like the pulse discovers our inward condition if it become faint or intermitting like the passing-bell it gives notice of the decay if not the departure of friendship which is the soul of humane Societie For these I have no better Apology than their publication their impudence if it be so bespeaking their innocence They desire to please all to injure none If you find some things in them that appear not calculated for the Meridian of the present times know that they are left but to shew what the whole piece might have been had my time and the times accorded they might then perhaps have given you some remarks of the miracles of our age But the Dutch Proverb tels me Who bringeth himself into needless dangers dieth the Devils martyr Nulli tacuisse nocet nocet esse loquutum And I very well remember that notable Apothegme of the famous though unfortunate Sir W. Raleigh Whosoever shall tell any great man or Magistrate that he is not just the General of an Army that he is not valiant and great Ladies that they are not fair shall never be made a Counsellour a Captain or a Courtier Thou wilt say it may be I had little to do to publish my follies to the world and I am contented thou shouldst think so if it may pass for my Apologie That I had little else to do If it be a crime the number of offenders in this kind is enough to authorize the fact and turn the guilt into a pardon if not a pass-port For they who write because all write have still That excuse for writing and for writing ill At this time I shall use no other nor trouble thee any farther Reader when I have subscribed the Author Thy Friend and Servant T. F. Familiar Letters To Mr. T. C. Sir AT my arrival here I finde all out of order though abounding with orders The King and Queen are departed which makes us all dead for what cause I cannot tell you unless it were for fear of the arrival of a stranger to this Kingdom and one that hath been long since banished from hence Nor durst shee appear now but that 't is Parliament-time She was landed at Westminster by the rout of Water-men when they frighted away the Bishops commig to the House of Commons door it was put to the Vote Whether she should come in or no The better part suspecting by her habit it was Rebellion they having seen her before in forreign parts would not admit her But the Major part carried it in the Affirmative and the five Members were appointed to entertain her which they did and some say she was placed in the Speakers Chair She came not in the Lords House they could not Brook it but I dare Say she had a Conference with some of them in the Painted Chamber Her Lodgings are provided in the City where she goes attired as necessary with a fair new cloak of Religion a Scotch Bonnet a French Doublet and Coats like Dutchmens Slops her hair red like an Irishmans neither Bands nor Cuffs for she indures no Linnen for spight of Lawn Sleeves unless a two or three Night-caps because they are of Holland You would wonder to see in what droves our Citizens flock after her did you not know it is their nature after strargers But I 'll follow her no farther lest you suspect me for one of her followers who am Sir Your Loyal Friend To Mr. T. C. Sir THe Fire is now broken out of the house and the sparks of sedition fly about the City
Hither I came drawn by that forcible Attractive for to offer up my self A sacrifice at th' altar of her love Tost with a sea of miseries I came To anchor in the haven of her heart And if this be treason I shall not blush To be esteem'd a traytor But if not Then pardon me if bolder innocence Doth force me tell you 't is not just in you Thus to oppose what Heavens have decreed Believe me Sir it 's neither safe nor just For you to violate the lawes of fate Kin. Let not your pride so far transport you that You tax our justice I shall scourge your haste Into a leisurely repentance when The sea shall teach you that your teares and th' wind That sighs become your headlong rash attempts Max. Great Sir lay what you will on me I scorn To crave your favour for my self but yet Let Nature prompt you to be merciful To her who is a chief part of your self Kin. No as ye have joyn'd your selves in mirth so Will I joyn ye too in mourning and because Two no good consort make my brother shall Bear a third part in your grave harmonie Seph Father let me the heavy burthen bear Of this sad song alone let all your fierce Justice center in my breast Kin. No more Our sentence is irrevocable nought Shall satisfie me else I 'll have it done 1 Lo. My Liege the barque is ready and attends Your pleasure the commands of Kings are not To be gain-said or broken for the will Of heaven is obey'd in doing them Seph We do obey it then and willingly Father for yet I can't forget that name Although these injuries would raze it out My memorie I will not now dispute But readily obey your will and know The pleasures of your Court should not entice Me shun this comming terrour which will be More welcome to me by my companie And thus I take my leave Here may you find She kneels That happiness you wish and we shall want Whilest that we prove our selves loves Confessors If not his Martyrs Kin. I will hear no more Away with them my Lord you know the place Our sentence and the time I long to see Me and my Kingdom from these monsters free Max. Arcadia adieu Thou hast before Been famous for the happiness of loves Now mischief hath usurp't the seat and may It be the object of the gods hatred Since Love's the subject of their crueltie Come dearest let us winde our selves so close That envie may admire and so despair To enter here where love possession keeps Exe in t Scaen. 5. Kin. Now shall I live secure for now there is None left whose nearness to our blood might edge Their hopes by killing us to gain our Crown Kings lives are never safe from those that wish Their ends which must initiate them into Th' enjoyment of a Kingdom this same crown Is such a bait unto ambitious spirits 'T is never safe upon the wearers head Enter Artaxia weeping Why weeps my dear Art Ask why I do not weep Poor Artaxia are my tears denied me Ask why I do not rave tear my hair thus Why such a weight of sorrow doth not rob So much of woman from me as complaints Or rather why do I not cloud the skie With sighs till at the last with one bold stab My own hand take from insulting fortune This miserable object of her sport Ask why I do not this not why I weep Kin. Or stint thy teares or mingle mine with them By a relation of their cause these eyes Trust me Artaxia are not yet drawn dry Nor hath strong sorrow e're exhausted them To make them bankrupt of a friendly tear But not a fond one Why Artaxia Why dost thou hasten those that come too fast Sorrow and age clear up thy clouded brow Art Ah Damocles how hast thou lost thy self And art become a monster not a man Thus to deprive me of my onely joy The onely stay and comfort of mine age Which now must fall Break heart and give My sorrows vent Ah! my Sephestia's gone For ever lost unto the world and me Kin. Content thy self not I but justice hath Depriv'd us of her Justice that is blind To all relations and deaf to intreats Of fond nature or fonder affection Art Ah cruel justice Justice no tyranny This is Death be my friend joyn once more My dear Sephestia and me I come Stabs her self Sephestia I come curs'd world farewel Kin. Help help Artaxia my dear help help Sephestia doth live she is not dead Art Oh 't is too late oh-oh-oh She dies Enter 2 Lords 2 Lor. Heavens what a sight is here The Queen she 's dead stark dead what shal we do This wretched land is fruitful grown of late Of nothing else but miseries and woes Jove sends his darts like hail-shot no place free Kin. Ah miserable man I am a wretch Who thus have lost two jewels that the world Can't recompence I know not what to do Now could I tear my self in pieces that I have Thus parted friends left my self alone Offers to kill himself I am resolv'd I will no longer live 2 Lo. Stay good my Liege live repent of what Y'have done you have killd enough already Kin. If I should kill my self and lose my crown I were better live Call us a Council quickly But my wife my dearest Artaxia That I could breath life into thee again Or else were with thee 2 Lo. He 's not yet so mad Kin. O ye powers above what mean ye thus To wrack us mortals with such blacker deeds Than hell it self or remove them or take All senses from us Bear the bodie in And summon all our Lords with speed t' attend Upon us that we may find out from whence It is we suffer this sad influence Exit 2 Lo. Unhappy King he hath undone himself And all the Land His sublimated rage Hath sowne a crop of mischiefs which no age Can parallel great-belly'd time is big With sorrows and our next succeeding times Must reap the harvest of his bloody crimes Exit Finis Actus primi Act. 2. Scaen. 1. Enter Menaphon and Doron Men. HOw mad a thing is Love Is makes us lose Our senses whilest we wander in a maze Of endless torments sometime with his smiles The cunning thief doth flatter us with hopes And tantalize our expectations when Strait our winged joyes are gone and we Do wrack our selves with future coming fears A mistris frowns doth cloud our clearer skie 1. Fond love no more Will I adore Thy feigned Deity Go throw thy darts At simple hearts And prove thy victory 2. Whilst I do keep My harmless sheep Love hath no power on me 'T is idle soules Which he controules The busie man is free Enter Doron Dor. Ah Menaphon my Sister Pesana a pies On her I had almost forgot her name with come Thinking on her business Men. VVhy what 's thy business Doron tell me Dor. My business 't is
Doron for I cannot may not will not love thee Dor. Out you gossip not love me go get You spin on Ixions wheel Car. No Lovers spin on that and so must you Exeunt Scaen. 8. Enter Menaphon Men. How fond was I when I as vainly strove To keep my heart against the god of Love I little thought his power when I resolv'd To live and not to love Nature I see Cannot subsist without loves harmonie In vain I shut the door and bolted it With resolution strait the thief Thorough the casements of mine eyes got in And stole away my heart as once of old He serv'd the merry Greek Anacreon Whose fancie fits my fortune Here it is Loves Duel Cupid all his Arts did prove To invite my heart to love But I alwayes did delay His mild summons to obey Being deaf to all his charms Strait the god assumes his Arms. With his bow and quiver he Takes the field to Duel me Armed like Achilles I With my shield alone defie His bold challenge as he cast His golden darts I as fast Catch'd his Arrows in my shield Till I made him leave the field Fretting and disarmed then The angry god returns agen All in flames stead of a dart Throws himself into my heart Useless I my shield require When the Fort is all on fire I in vain the field did win Now the Enemy's within Thus betray'd at last I cry Love thou hast the victory Alas what heart 's so fortify'd to prove The sev'ral batteries of the god of love What ear 's not charm'd with th'rethorick of a voice Whose single note would silence all the Quire Of the Aërial feather'd Choristers What eye would not be blinded to behold Those eyes which cast a cloud upon the Sun And bring his light under disparagement Enter Sephestia Witness that face whose Shrine hath made me blind How fares my fairest guest Seph The better for Your courteous entertainment may the gods Be favourable to your flocks as you Have friendly been to us Men. May I presume To crave your name and to enquire how Hard-hearted fortune could be so unjust To injure innocence Signe she is blind Seph My name is Samela my parentage But mean the wife of a poor Gentleman Of Cyprus now deceas'd How arriv'd here Pray do not now enquire time may reveal What present sorrows force me to conceal Men. I will not press your yet fresh bleeding wounds With a rude hand 't is time and patience Must work the cure the gods allow a salve For ev'ry sore but we must wait on them Their time is best for when we strive to heal Our wounds too fast they do but fester more Rest here content a Country life is safe Fortune o're-looks our humble cottages We are not pain'd with wealth nor pin'd with want Our sheep do yield us milk for food and wooll To make us cloaths hunger cold we slight Envie hath here no place we 'l friendship keep Free from all jars and harmless as our sheep Sam. O happy life would I had never known Other than this which by comparison Renders mine odious to my memorie Exit weeping Men. Sorrow sits heavy on her heart but shews More lovely in her face those tears appear Like chrystal dew upon the blushing rose Beauty thus veil'd is more inviting than Shining out in it's unclouded splendor Fortune I hate thee for thy spight to her But thank thee for thy courtesie to me In sending her for shelter to my house Kind love assist me now and I will be Her constant servant and thy votarie Exit Finis Act. 2. Act. 3. Scaen. 1. Romanio and Eurilochus with Plusidippus Rom. THis present to the King of Thessaly Will gain us both reward and pardon too For all our former Pyracies upon His seas and ships Eur. Ay he hath ne're a son For to inherit the Thessalian Crown Hereby this lad may gain a Kingdom whilst We seek but our liberties and lives For time to come and pardon for what 's past This is the place the King doth oft frequent When publick cares oppress his Royal head Here he unloads the burthen of his thoughts And changes cares for recreation See where he comes God save your Majestie Rom. Long live Agenor King of Thessaly Enter King Kin. What meanes this bold intrusion who are ye That dare presume into our private walks Eur. Pardon great Sir we come not to offend Your sacred Majestie but to present Shews Plusidippus to the King You with this living gift Kin. This is a gift Indeed where had ye him or what 's his birth Rom. Please you dread Sir grant us your pardon then We shall declare unto you what we know Kin. Take it we freely pardon ye Now speak Eur. Then be it known unto your Majestie VVe the two famous Pyrats are you have So long laid wait to take but all in vain Roving upon the coasts of Arcady VVe found this beauteous youth upon the shore VVhom we suppose the seas had wrack't but sav'd His life which we have nourish'd ever since And now bequeath unto your Majestie For which we beg no recompence but this To seal our pardons for our former faults Kin. Look that for time to come ye honest be lives And for what 's past we freely pardon ye Rom. Thanks Royal Sir the remnant of our VVill we spend in your service and so give Again our lives which you have given us VVhen they were forfeit to your laws and you Exeunt Kin. This is a welcome gift VVhat a divine Beautie doth sparkle in his countenance Surely he cannot be of mortal race Descended but Jove himself hath sent him To be the happy heir of my Kingdom Immortal Jove I thank thee for this gift Thou couldest not have sent a welcomer My pretty lad where wer 't thou born canst tell Plu. I know not Sir my name is Plusidippus Kin. Come follow me now have I found at once An husband for my danghter an heir For the Thessalian Crown Thrones are supplied forth By Jove who when the root is withered Can make more heav'nly branches to sprout Which may in time grow mighty trees to shade And shelter all their liege-subjects under Exeunt Scaen. 2. Menaphon solus Strike home great Cupid with thy flaming dart As yet thou dost but dally with my heart 'T is rather scratch'd than wounded I do hate A luke-warm love give me a love flames high As it would reach the element of fire From whence it came a low and creeping flame Befits a chimney not a lovers breast Give me a love dare undertake a task VVould fright an Hercules into an ague A love dare tempt the boldest fate and die An honour'd captive or bold conquerour Give me a daring not a whining love A love grows great with opposition A love that scorns an easie task things great And noble always are most difficult This is the love blind Cupid I would have A love that brings home trophies or a
freely give Sam. But Melecertus can I hope to find You real unto me whose worth I know Cannot but be engag'd already to Some more deserving creature than poor I. Mel. Lady my services were never due To any but to one which bond harsh death Hath cancelled to make me yours alone Sam. You call death harsh for freeing you from them And would you be in the like bonds again Mel. Your heavenly likeness doth compel me to 't You are the same but in another dress Let me no longer therefore strive to win That fort I so much covet to be in Sam. Then Melecertus take thy Samela Mel. Oh happy word oh happy fate the gods If they would change with me should give me odds Finis Act. 4. Act. 5. Scaen. 1. Enter King Damocles like a Shepherd THus Jove chang'd shapes to satisfie his love He laid his god-head by my Kingdome I Have for a time forsaken and exchang'd My royal robes for shepherds weeds How light Me thinks I feel my self having laid by My crown with its companions heavy cares Enter Plusidippus But who comes here His paces to me tend Plu. Shepherd well met but why without a flock What hath the rot consum'd thy sheep or are They gone astray Kin. No not my sheep but I Aside So far I almost know not where or what I am to seek as yet I know not whom Plu. This old man dotes and knows not what he sayes Where is thy bag-pipe and thy merry layes That shepherds use to have in readiness Surely thou art no shepherd but some goat Crept lately into a sheeps habit Dost Thou know the field of the fair Samela Kin. This boy will be my Rival for that name Aside Sounds like the creatures that I seek for No Go seek your Stamela I know no such Plu. This is intolerable I will scourge Enter Samela passing by Draws Thee into better manners But that divine Appearance makes my spirits calm and strikes An awful reverence into my breast This is the beautie of th' Arcadian Plains Sh' has shot her rayes so home into my heart But partial fame was niggardly and base In giving but a glimpse of this rare beautie Sam. D' you know me Sir or have you lost your way Plu. I cannot likely lose my way where I Do find such glistring goddesses as you Indeed the force of such a light may rob Me of the office of mine eyes and make Them dark with too much brightness can I chuse But gaze upon the Sun when first I see 't Sam. I think you lost your wits or else your eys That you mistake a glo-worm for the sun And make a goddess of a shepherdess Plu. Lady if I have lost my wits or eyes It was with seeking you whose beautie drew Me hither for your sake alone have I Shook hands with Thessaly and all my friends Onely to joyn my hands and heart with you Sam. I should be loth to give my hand unto So sudden a conclusion and my heart Is neither in my power or possession Plu. Fair Shepherdess my errand is in love To yield my heart into your hands 't is yours By gift and conquest I 'm at your command Sam. If that you are at my command be gone I cannot will not listen to your words Exit Plu. And have I left my dear Euriphila For this I see beautie makes women proud I would I were at Thessaly again There should I welcome be unto Euriphila Whose heart I know's my fellow-traveller Her salt tears by this time would make a sea Wherein I might swim back again with ease Exit Scaen. 2. Kin. I see this youth 's repul'st and he is young And stout and well deserving how shall I Hope to prevail with her if lively youth She do despise then much more cripling age Nor do I know what arguments to use Unless to tell her that I am a King And lay my Crown and Scepter at her feet Which she will scarce believe my shepherds hook Will not be taken for a scepter nor This poor cap for th' usurper of a crown I have a way whereby to work my will And this young man shall be my instrument There stands a castle hard by whither he Perforce shall carry her I 'll work my will Upon her when I have her there confin'd Enter Plusidippus Plu. I will revenge this scorn if force or wit Will do I 'll make her pride come down Kin. Be wise Young man and valiant and I will tell Thee how thou shalt obtein thy full desire Plu. But tell me how and then let me alone To act what e're it be Kin. A Castle stands Near by guarded with crows and negligence Thither thou mayst by force convey her and Then force her unto what entreaties can't Plu. Old man if I do gain her by thy means Thou shalt not want reward I know the place Where she doth tend her flock and I 'l watch her As she doth them and when I see my time I will convey her where you shall direct Exit Kin. I will attend you here Now must I plot To get her in my power and then I shall Advance her to a crown against her will But yet I cannot think Honour should need An Advocate womens ambitious thoughts height Do swim aloft they love to be above Their neighbours envying ev'ry one whose Doth over-look and seemeth to upbraid Their lowness by comparison their minds Are always climbing up to honours hill And pride and self-conceit are the two wings Which elevate their thoughs to flie aloft Enter Plusidippus with Samela Plu. Now Mistris Coy y' are not in your own power But mine Old shepherd take thee charge of her Exit Kin. Lady you see what folly 't is for you To denie men what they can take without Your leave Now must you yield unto the Knight Of Thessaly But if you will be wise And see a good when proffer'd you may be A Queen by granting of my suit who am King of Arcadia although thus disguis'd Sam. My father Damocles 't is he now sues aside To me his dauughter He 's incestuous grown Kin. This is too woman-like to turn away From your own happiness And it is strange That honour doth not tempt her thou shalt have A Crown and Kingdom at thy sole command And change these rural weeds for princely robes If thou wilt be my wife pleasure for pain And plenty for thy povertie What sayst Sam. Your potent batteries and golden baits Might win perhaps on some ambitious soul They nothing move me to remove my love Already plac'd on Melecertus He He onely doth and shall possess my heart Kin. A shepherd Shall a shepherds basnesse stand In competition and out-weigh a King A subject be before his Sovereign Prefer'd Oh how prepostrous are the minds Of these fond women Come be well advis'd And change that pettie pebble for a pearl 'T is in my power to make thee happy or With one breath to blast the
that there I may Deceive th' approaches of discovering day I 'll seek some gloomy cave where I may lie Entomb'd alive in shades of secrecie There seeing none nor any seeing me I will indulge my tears with libertie Out of Italian I am a child and cannot love Ah me that I my death must prove Wilt thou that I thee adore Cruel thou must be no more Torments my heart cannot bear Nor must any grief come there To Henry the 4th out of Bahusius O mighty King glory of Princely race Thy Kingdoms safety and it 's chiefest grace We wish our Muse worthy thy worth t' adorn She nothing more desires can nothing less perform Thou grace of arms mak'st war a sport to be To labour's rest to wake is sleep to thee Thy call makes souldiers whom th' hast so in awe Thy word is a decree thy beck a law Thou lead'st them on thy deeds serve for commands They learn their dutie from thy feet and hands Thou conquer'st e're thou fight'st fortune's decree Assures thee triumph 'fore the victorie Thy helmet lawrel fights all trophies be To fight and conquer is all one with thee Thy mercie strives thy sword for to reprieve And when thou strik'st thy foe thy self doth grieve Though forc'd to fight to expiate their deed Thine eyes do weep fast as thy foes do bleed Pardons are thy revenges whilst thy sword Doth wounds dispence thy hand doth help afford Like dreadful lightning to the war thou com'st Conquerour than conquer'd milder thou return'st To conquer others were too small but thou A nobler triumph o're thy self dost show Loves Duel out of Anacreon CUpid all his arts did prove To invite my heart to love But I alwayes did delay His mild summons to obey Being deaf to all his charms Strait the god assumes his arms With his bow and quiver he Takes the field to duel me Armed like Achilles I With my shield and spear defie His bold challenge as he cast His golden darts I as fast Catch'd his arrows in my shield Till I made him leave the field Fretting and dis-armed then Th' angry god returns agen All in flames ' stead of a dart Throws himself into my heart Useless I my shield require When the fort is all on fire I in vain the field did win Now the enemy 's within Thus betray'd at last I cry Love th' hast got the victory With a Letter to Aglaia Goe happy paper view those eyes Where beauties richest treasure lies The quiver whence he takes his darts Wherewith he wound 's poor mortalls hearts But yet fond paper come not near Those all-consuming flames for fear Thou perish by their cruell art That have inflam'd thy masters heart Yet if thou wil't so hardy be To venture on a batterie On that presuming Castle say Wonder not I have found the way For fairest Lady hereby know The dart came first from your own Bow Excuse for absence You need inflict no other banishment The fault it self 's my greatest punishment Oft would I pardon crave but still my Muse Prompts me foul weather is a fair excuse If that will not suffice then let this be That I have none my best apologie Convict me of my crime and as 't is meet I 'le do you daily Penance in a sheet But prove me absent first and then I l'e write apologies or burn my Pen. Planets are where they worke not where they move I am not where I live but where I Love With Herberts Poeme The Poet 's now become a Priest and layes His Poem at your feet expects no Bayes But your acceptance kind'le it with your eyes And make this Offering prove a Sacrifice The Vestal fire that 's in your breast will burn Up all his drosse and make it Incense turne And then your smile a second life will give Hee 'l fear no death if you but bid him live Pardon this bold ambition t is his drift To make the Altar sanctifie the Gift Visit this Temple at your vacant houres T was Herberts Poem once but now t is Yours On the death of M. A. S. Fain would I pay my tribute to thy Herse And sigh thy death in never dying verse But I in vain invoke my Muse for she Alas is dead with him for company Like to those Indian wives who count the thred Of their life ended when their Mate is dead When souls thus linck'd divorce one cannot part Without the breaking of the others heart To vent my sorrowes yeelds me no relief He grieves but little that can tell his grief Let others less concern'd this truth approve And strive to shew their Wit more than their Love My grief confutes the Laws of Numbers I Whilst others Write will Weep thine Elegie Each line my tears a Colons charge defray Verses have Periods but no Period they Reader since He my better half is gone My heart is but his Monumentall Stone On which this Epitaph inscrib'd shall be I di'd in him and yet he lives in me Laus votum vitae Beatae Out of Lipsius EQuall unto the Gods is he And much above what Mortalls be Who the uncertain day of fate Nor wisheth nor repineth at T'whom impotent Ambition nor The hope of gaine 's Solicitor Whom Princes thundring threats can't move No nor the darts of angry Jove But seated in Securitie Laughs at the vulgars vanitie Whose life 's thread 's spun so ev'n that there Can not be seen th' least knot of care O might I but thus far aspire To shape my life to my desire Nor Offices nor Wealth I 'de crave Nor with white Stee'ds in triumph brave To lead along poor Captiv'd Slaves I in vast Solitude should dwell A neighbour to the Muses Well Orchards and Gardens to frequent There would I seat my sole content So that when as full ripened Death Shall put a period to my breath Tedious to none and without strife Calmely to end my aged life On T. Bastard and his Epigrams That thy names Bastard friend is thy hard fate Thy Births I 'm sure are Legitimate Well may'st a Bastard be all Common race To thy diviner wit must need give place No Jove himself begat thee and thy Birth Gets in us Wonderment as well as mirth Momus to Bastard The proverb sayes Bastards remember it Must fling no stones least they their father hit Answer Momus stand off gald backs will winch t is true Here 's Salt or we should never hear of you Again to Bastard Bastard that is of best wit say the Dutch Then as thy name is so 's thy nature such What if the multitude laugh at thy Name Know their disprayses do advance thy fame To the Reader Out of Faius Who will read these None Why nor mock nor jeere Nor Baudry wishd by many comes not here But one or other hap'ly they may finde Preferring good before Jests he will minde But if none read griefe doth not me assault For if none read then none can find a fault Upon His
Sacred Majesties most happy Return on the 29 th of May 1660. AVVake dull Muse the Sun appeares Open thine eyes and dry thy teares The clouds disperse and Sable night Resignes to Charles his conquering light Batts Owles and Night-birds flie away Chac'd by the beames of this bright day A day design'd by Destinie Famous to all Posteritie First for the birth of Charles and now 'T is His Three Kingdoms Birth-day too VVee mov'd before but knew not how We could not say we liv'd till now Like Flies in VVinter so lay we In a dull senceless Lethargie Toucht by his healing beames we live His Presence a new life doth give Each loyall heart strook by his Rayes Is fill'd with gratitude and praise Those Phaëtons who had got the Raine And needs would guide great Charles his Waine Have found their Folly in their Fate And Phoebus now assumes his State The Trees who chose a woodden King To be their shade and covering Whilst they injuriously decline The fruitfull Olive and the Vine Consuming fire from the Bramble came They read their Folly by the Flame True Emblems of our giddy age Not rul'd by Reason but by Rage The tayle would quarrell with the Head And no longer would be Led Th' inferiour Members soon give way And the Tayle must bear the sway Blind as it was 'to ur misery With many a Sting but never an Eye Then were we drag'd through mire stones Which bruisd our flesh and brake our bones Our Feet and Legs foundred and lame We saw our Folly in our Shame We praid but no releif could find The Tayle was Deaf as well as Blind Drums Trumpets Pulpits with their sound All our intreaties did confound Till pittying Heaven heard our cry And God vouchsafes what men deny After a twelve years suffering Just Heaven Proclaims Great Charles our King Free like Ulisses from the harms Of Forreign Syrens tempting charmes And now our Joyfull Land doth ring With Iö Paean's to our King All England seemd One bonfire Night Seem'd to contend with Day for light For Bells our Kingdome hath been fam'd And the Ringing-Jsland nam'd More truly now when every Bell Aloud the joyful news doth tell That Charles is landed once again With Peace and Plenty in his Train No more shall brother brother kill Nor sonnes the blood of fathers spill No more shall Mars Madness rage Peace shall bring back the Golden-age No more shall Loyalty be Treason Errour truth and non-sence reason Nor will we sell our Liberty For a too-dear bought Slavery No more shall Sacriledge invade The Church nor Faction make a trade Of Holy things nor Gospel be Lost in a law-less liberty No more hope we to see the time When to be innocent's a crime No more no more shall armed might Though Wrong'd o'recome the weaker Right Now shall all jarring discords be Drown'd in the pleasing Harmony Of peacefull lawes whose stiller voice Shall charme the Drum Trumpets noise The Church shall be Triumphant more Than it was Militant before The withered Lawrell and the Bayes Revive to crown our happy dayes These and all other blessings we Great and Good Charles Expect from thee VVhose Vertues were enough alone To give Thee Title to the Crown You Conquerd without Arms Your Words VVin hearts better than others Swords Pardons are Your revenges we Jov in Your Boundless Victory What others use to do with blowes You by Forgiving kill your foes Your mercy doth your Sword reprieve And for their faults You most do grieve Your Martyr'd Fathers charity His last and greatest Legacy You most do prize Could we but tread That pace of virtue which you lead How quickly should we all agree To live in Love and Loyalty VVhilst others their rich Presents bring All I can give 's GOD SAVE THE KING FINIS Errata In the Panegyrric Page 9 Line 32 Read infortunately In the first Elegy on K. C. l p 2 l 8 r moving l. 11 r his In Apothegms p 40 l 20 r Lord Stanhop p 49 l penult r the contrary p 50 l 12 r one p 59 l 2 r deadly p 64 l 17 r neighbours with carriages In the Letters p 4 l last r lame it may appear p 3 l 9 r to the p 24 r clew p 44 l 15 r your p 54 l 17 r or l 23 r grate p 55 l 11 r bene p 5â— l 10 r jucundum p 69 l 21 dele thee p 82 l 12 dele full p. 90 l 13 r else p 94 l 19 delâ— Negro p 102 l 11 r beast p 111 l 18 r live p 115 l 31 r Terence p 130 l 12 r perdidit p 130 l 14 r Comici Cogitâ—â— p. 154 l 12 r in his p 155 l 7 r than to p 156 l 13 r rather a p 156 l. 28 r 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 In Loves Labyrinth on the title for festina r festiva in thâ— first coppy of verses after out-let r there p 3 l 4 r ready in p 3 l 9 r volleys l 18 r drops p 8 l 30 r thou now p 10 l 9 r thou thus l 15 r wronged p 11 l 1 r rashness l the last mine p 23 l 12 r be my p 26 l 20 r too much p 40 l 4 〈◊〉 shine p 32 l 27 r grown p 33 l 9 r can a p 36 l 9 r hâ—â— neck p 48 l last r empty p 54 l 9 r scornes p 55 l 12 r and 〈◊〉 p 56 l 16 r King