dies Loue is all truth lust full of forced lies W. Shakespeare Where whoredome raignes there murder follows fast As falling leaues before the winters blast R. Greene. Lust is a fire and for an houre or twaine Giueth a scorching blaze and then he dies H. C. O deeper sinne then bottomlesse conceit Can comprehend in still imagination Drunken desire must vomit his receit Ere he can see his owne abhomination While lust is in his pride no exclamation Can cure his heate or raigne his rash desire Till like a Iade selfe-will himselfe do tire VV. Shakespeare Lust neuer taketh ioy in what is due But leaues knowne delights to seeke out new S. Daniell In chastitie is euer prostitute Whose trees we loath when we haue pluckt the fruite G. Chapman Eschue vile Venus toyes she cuts off age And learne this lesson of and teach thy friend By pocks death sudden begging harlots end M. of M. The lechars toong is neuer voyd of guile Nor Crocodile wants teares to win his praie The subtillest temptor hath the sweetest stile With rarest musicke Syrens soon'st betraie M. Drayton Lust puts the most vnlawfull things in vre Nor yet in limits euer could be bounded Till he himselfe himselfe hath quite confounded Idem Abandon lust if not for sin yet to auoyd the shame So hogs of Ithacus his men the Latian witch did frame VV. Warner That great Phisition that had liu'd in helth age admirde Did answer askt the cause not he had done as flesh desirde Idem The Spartans war for rapted queene to Ilions ouerthrow The Monarch of Assiria chang'd and Latine kings also For Tarquins lust Idem Each house for lust a harbor and an Inne Each citie is a sanctuary for sinne And all do pitie beautie in distresse If beautie chaste then onely pittilesse M. Drayton Lawes Deriue thy lawes from wisest heads to be vpholden still Not adding or abstracting as conceited tire brains will Encourage good men by thy loue reforme the bad by lawe Reserue an eare for either plea and borrow leaue of awe VV. VVarner In vaine be counsells statutes humaine lawes When chiefe of Councells pleades the iustest cause M. Drayton So constantly the Iudges conster lawes That all agree still with the stronger cause M. of M. Pansamias and Lisander by their swords And warlike vertues made Lacaena rich Fame followed them where they the tents did pitch But graue Licurgus by his lawes and words Did merit more then these renowned Lords D. Lodge Licurgus for good lawes lost his owne libertie And thought it better to prefer common commoditie G. Gascoigne That Lawyer thogh he more by art theÌ„ right doth ouerthrow Consents to sin deceiues the Iudge wroÌ„g right is iustice foe VV. VVarner Libertie Sweete libertie to vs giues leaue to sing What world it was where loue the rule did beare How foolish chaunce by lots rul'd euery thing How errour was maine saile each waue a teare The Mr. loue himselfe deepe sighes weare winde Cares rowd with vowes the ship vnmerry minde False hope as firme oft turn'd the boate about In constant faith stood vp for middle mast Dispaire the cable twisted all with doubt Held griping griefe the piked Anchor fast Bewtie was all the rockes VV. Watson O liberty how much is that man blest Whose happie fortunes do his faâ—es areede That for deserts reioyces to be freede Th. Storer Sweete libertie the lifes best liuing flame I. Markham Our lands may come againe but libertie once lost Can neuer find such recoÌ„pence as counteruails the cost G. Gascoigne Learne freedome and felicitie haukes flying where they list Be kindlier more sound then haukes best tended to the â—ist vv vvarner He liues to die a noble death that life forefreed once spends Idem The name of Libertie The watchword of rebellion euer vsde The idle Eccho of vncertaintie That euermore the simple hath abusde S. Daniell Life All mans life me seemes a Tragedie Full of sad sighes and sore Catastrophes First comming to the world with weeping eie Where all his dayes like dolorous Trophies Are heapt with spoyles of fortune and of feare And he at last laid forth on balefull beare Ed. Spencer Our life is but a step in dustie way S. Phil. Sidney This mortall life as death is tride And death giues life M. Roydon What in this life we haue or can desire Hath time of grow'th and moment of retire D. Lodge Our bodies euery foot-step that they make March toward death vntill at last they die Whether we worke or play or sleep or wake Our life doth passe and with times wings doth flie I. Dauies The life of man a warfare right in body and in soule Resignes his robbed carkasse to be rolled in the mould W. Warner The terme of life is limited Ne may a man prolong or shorten it The souldier may not moue from watchfull stid Nor leaue his stand vntill his captaine bid Ed. Spencer The longer life I wot the greater sin The greater sin the greater punishment Idem Thus passeth with the ouerplus of life The pleasant spring and flower of mortall life The Aprils pompe once subiect to decay Returnes not in the bud that earst was rife Whilest mornings weepe the liuely flower doth bost Then pluck the stalke and let not it be lost D. Lodge The sunne doth set and brings againe the day But when our life is gone we sleepe for aye Th. Ach. Sunne sets and riseth goes downe and quickly reuiueth But mans light once out eternall darknesse abideth Ab. Fraunce All mortall men must from this life be gone Of life and death there are more soules then one The greatest and most glorious thing on ground May often need the helpe of weakest hand So feeble is mans state and life vnsound That in assurance it may neuer stand Till it disordered be from earthly band Ed. Spencer The restlesse life which men here lead May be resembled to the tender plant It springs it sprouts as babes in cradle breed Flourish in May like youthes that wisedome want In Autumne ripe and rots least store waxe scant In winter shrinkes and shrowdes from euery blast Like crooked age when lustie youth is past G. Gascoigne The wicked liuers oftentimes haue wicked ends S. I. H. Life is not lost said she for which is bought Endles renowne that more then death is to be sought Ed. Spencer Better it is for one to liue obscure Then in a publike state to liue vnsure D. Lodge No life is blest that is not grac't with loue B. Ihonson They double life that dead things griefe sustaine They kill that feele not their friends liuing paine G Chapman That life 's ill spar'd that 's spar'd to cast more bloud S. Daniell Loue. Of Loue 's perfection perfectly to speake Or of his nature rightly to define Indeed doth farre surpasse our reasons reach And needs this priest t' expresse his power diuine For long before the world he was yborne And bred aboue in Venus bosome deare For by his
power the world was made of yore And all that therein wondrous doth appeare Ed. Spencer Loue is the Lord of all the world by right And rules the creatures by his powerfull saw All being made the vassalls of his might Through secret sence which thereto doth them draw Idem Vapour eterne in man in beast in tree In plant and flower is loue and so of might For in the world may not contained bee Without accord and Loues imperiall right Yet wends the foxe in holy hood full oft And craft in stead of truth beares crest aloft D. Lodge That true Loue which dauncing did inuent Is he that tun'd the worlds whole harmonie And link't all men in sweete societie He first exaulted from th' earth mingled minde That heauenly fier or quintessence diuine Which doth such sympathy in bewtie finde As is betwixt the Elme and fruitfull Vine And so to beautie euer doth encline Lifes life it is and cordiall to the hart And of our better part the better part I. Dauies Sweete loue is a celestiall harmonie Of likely hearts compos'd of hearts consent Which ioy together in sweete sympathie To worke each others kind and true content Which they haue harboured since their first discent Out of these heauenly bowers where they do see And know each other here belou'd to bee Ed. Spencer Iron with wearing shines rust wasteth treasure On earth but Loue there is no other pleasure H. Constable Loue a continuall fornace doth maintaine Idem Wealth maister is and porter of the gate That lets in loue when want shall come too late Th. Churchyard Loue to heauen is fled Since swearing lust on earth vsurpt his name Vnder whose simple semblance he hath fled Vpon fresh bewtie blotting it with blame Which the hot tyrant staines and soone berâ—aues As caterpillers do the tender leaues W. Sh. Loue is a spirit all compact of fier Not grosse to sinke but light and will aspire Idem Loue is a golden bubble full of dreames That waking breakes and fills vs with extreames G. Chapman Loue is a discord and a strange diuorce Betwixt our sence and rest by whose power As mad with reason we admit that force Which wit or labour neuer may diuorce It is a will that brooketh no consent It would refuse yet neuer may repent Loue 's a desire which for to waight a time Doth loose an age of yeares and so doth passe As doth the shadow seuerd from his prime Seeming as though it were yet neuer was Leauing behind nought but repentant thoughts Of dayes ill spent of that which profits noughts It 's now a peace and then a sudden warre A hope consumde before it is conceiu'd At hand it feares and menaceth a farre And he that gaines is most of all deceiu'd Loue whets the dullest wits his plagues be such But makes the wise by pleasing dote as much E. O. Loue is a brain-sicke boy and fierce by kind A wilfull thought which reason cannot moue A flattering Sycophant a murdering theefe A poysoned choaking baite a ticing greefe A Tyrant in his lawes in speech vnknowne A blindfold guide a feather in the winde A right Chamelion for change of hew A lame-lime-lust a tempest of the minde A breach of charitie all vertues foe A priuate warre a toilsome web of woe A fearefull iealousie a vaine desire A labyrinth a pleasing miserie A shipwracke of mans life a smoakelesse fier A ship of teares a lasting lunacie A heauie seruitude a dropsie thirst A hellish Iaile whose captiues are accurst Th. Watson A sugred harme a poyson full of pleasure A painted shrine ful-fill'd with rotten treasure An heauen in shew a hell to them that proue A broken staffe which fully doth vphold A flower that fades with euery frostie cold An Orient rose sprung from a withered plant A game in seeming shadowed still with want A minutes ioy to gaine a world of griefe A subtill net to snare the idle minde A seeing scorpion yet in seeing blinde A poore reioyce a plague without teliefe D. Lodge Loue is a smoake made with fume of sighes Being purg'd a fier sparkling in Louers eies Being vext a sea nourisht with louing teares What is it else a madnesse most distrest A choaking gall and a preseruing sweet W. Shakespeare It is a doubled griefe a sparke of pleasure Begot by vaine desire and this his loue Whom in our youth we count our chiefest treasure In age for want of power we do reproue Yea such a power is Loue whose losse is paine And hauing got him we repent againe D. Lodge Loue the Idle bodies worke and surfet of the eye W. Warner Loue is but a terme like as is Eccho but a voice That this doth babble that doth breed or not is ours the choice W. Warner Loue is a subtill influence Whose finall force still hangeth in suspence D. Lodge Loue is a wanton famine rich in foode But with a riper appetite controlled An argument in figure and in moode Yet hates all arguments disputing still For sence against reason with a sencelesse will G. Chapman Of euery ill the hatefull father vile That doth the world with sorceries beguile Cunningly mad religiously prophane Wits monster reasons canker sences bane Loue taught the mother that vnkind desire To wash her hands in her owne Infants blood Loue taught the daughter to betray her fire Into most base and worthy seruitude Loue taught the brother to prepare such foode To feast his brothers that all seeing sunne Wrapt in a cloude that wicked sight did shunne I. Dauies Loue is a sowre delight a sugred griefe A liuing death an euer dying life A breach of reasons law a secret theefe A sea of teares an euerlasting strife A baite for fooles a scourge of noble wits A deadly wound a shot which euer hits Loue is a blinded god and angry boy A labyrinth of doubts an idle lust A slaue to bewties will a witlesse toy A rauening bird a tyrant most vniust A burning heate a cold a flattering ioy A priuate hell a very world of woe Th. VVatson Loue bewitcher of the wit The scorne of vertue vices parasite The slaue to weakenesse friendships false bewraier Reasons rebell fortitudes betraier The churchmeÌ„s staffe court camp countries guider Arts infection chaste thoughts and youths defiler I. VVeeuer Controlling Loue proud fortunes busie factor The gall of wit sad melancholies schoole Heart-killing corsiue golden times detractor Life-fretting canker mischiefes poysoned toole The Ideots ydle brother wise mens foole A foe to friendship enemie to truth The wrong misleader of our pleasing youth M. Drayton Loue is roote and onely crop of care The bodies foe the hearts annoy cause of pleasures rare The sicknesse of the minde the fountaine of vnrest The gulfe of guile the pit of paine of griefe the hollow chest A fiery frost a flame that frozen is with Ice A heauie burden light to beare a vertue fraught with vice It is a worldlike peace a safetie seeing dread A deepe
did showe Ed. Spencer Humilitie to heauen the step the staire Is for deuotion sacrifice and praier M. Drayton The bending knee in safetie still doth goe When others stumble as too stiffe to bowe Idem As on the vnsauourie stocke the Lillie is borne And as the Rose growes on the pricking thorne So modest life with sobs of grieuous smart And cries deuout comes from an humble hart Th. Hudson Transl More honour in Humilitie then safetie in walles Proud liuers proue not monuments saue onely in their falles VV. Warner Ah God shield man that I should clime and learne to looke aloft This reed is ripe that oftentime great climers fall vnsoft In humble dale is footing fast the trode is not so fickle And though one fall through heedlesse haste yet is his misse not mickle Ed. Spencer The lowly heart doth win the loue of all But pride at last is sure of shamefull fall G. Tur. Hypocrisie Hypocrisie hath bred of Godlike diuels store That speake to serue that serue to shift that shift to spare by guile And smoothe and soothe and yet deceiue with scriptum est meane while W. Warner But let thē heaue their hāds to heauē they show they 'r here in hell That seeme deuout to cloake deceit and say but do not well Idem Who cloakes their mindes in hoods of holinesse Are double villaines and the Hypocrite Is most odious in Gods glorious sight That takes his name to couer wickednesse I. Syl. Many vse temples to set godly faces On impious hearts those sinnes vse most excesse That seeke their shrowdes in fained holinesse G. Chapman Vide Dissimulation Iealousie Shee seem'd of womans shape but in her head A thousand eyes she had that watch did keepe As many eares with which she harkened Her eyes want lids and therefore neuer sleepe In stead of haire her crowne snakes ouerspred Thus marched she forth of the darknes deepe Her tayle one serpent bigger then the rest Which she with knots fastened about her brest S. I. Harrington Transl A monster others harme selfe miserie Bewties plague vertues scourge succour of lies Who since he hath by natures speciall grace So piercing pawes as spoile when they embrace So nimble feete as stirre though still on thornes So many men seeking their owne woe So ample eares that neuer good newes kowes Is it not ill that such a beast want hotnes S. Ph. Sydney O hatefull hellish snake what furie first Broughr thee from balefull house of Proserpine Where in her bosome she the long had nurst And fostered vp with bitter milke of time Foule iealousie that turnest loue diuine To day lesse dread and mak'st the liuing hart With hatefull thoughts to languish and to pine And feed it selfe with selfe consuming smart Of all the passions in the minde thou viler art Ed. Spencer O Iealousie daughter of Enuie and loue Most wayward issue of a gentle sire Fostred with feares thy fathers ioies to proue Mirth marring monster borne in subtiltie Hatefull vnto thy selfe flying thy owne desire Feeding vpon suspect that doth renew thee Happie were Louers if they neuer knew thee Thou hast a thousand gates thou entrest by Condemning trembling passions to our hart Hundred eyed Argus euer making spy Pale hagge infernall furie pleasures smart Enuious obseruer prying in euery part Suspitions fearefull gazing still about the hart O would to God that loue could be without thee S. Daniell A new disease I know not new or old But it may well be term'd poore mortall plaine For like the pestilence it doth infect The houses of the braine first it begins Solely to worke vpon the phantasie Filling her seat with such pestiferous aire As soone corrupts the iudgement and from thence Sends like contagion to the memorie Still each of other taking like infection Which as a searching vapour spreads it selfe Confusedly through euery sensiue part Till not a thought or motion in the minde Be farre from the blacke poyson of suspect B. Iohnson Where loue doth raigne disturbing iealousie Doth call himselfe affections Centinell And in a peacefull houre dooth crye kill kill Distempering gentle loue with his desire As ayre and water dooth abate the fire This sound informer this bare-breeding spie This cancker that eates vp this tender spring This carry-tale discentio's iealousie W. Shakespeare Fowle weatherd iealousie to a forward spring Makes weeds growe ranke but spoiles a better thing Sowes tares gainst haruest in the fields of loue And dogged humor dogdayes like doth prooue Scorching loues glorious world with glowing tong A serpent by which loue to death is stonge A foe to waste his pleasant summer bowers Ruine his mansions and deface his bowers E. Guilpin Pale Iealousie childe of insatiat loue Of heartsicke thoughts which melancholy bred A hell tormenting feare no faith can moue By discontent with deadly poyson fed With heedlesse youth and error vainly led A mortall plague a vertue drowing floud A hellish fier not quenched but with bloud M. Drayton What state of life more pleasant can we finde Then these that true and heartie loue do beare Whom that sweet yoake doth fast together binde That man in Paradice first learnd to weare Were not some so tormented in their minde With that same vile suspect that filthy feare That torture great that foolish phrenezie That raging madnes called Iealousie For euery other sower that gets a place To seate it selfe amidst this pleasant sweete Helpes in the end to giue a greater grace And make loues ioies more gracious then they were He that abstaines from sustenance a space Shall finde both bread and water relish sweete S. I. Harr. Transl Iealousie is Cupids foode For the swift steed runnes not so fast alone As when some other striue him to out goe Ed. Fairfax Transl Loue wakes the iealous eye least then it moues The iealous eye the more it lookes it loues S. Ph. Sydney No iealousie can that preuent Whereas two parties once be full content Idem Impatience changeth smoake to flame but iealousie to hell W. Warner On loue saies some waits iealouzie but iealousie wants loue When curiously the ouerplus doth idle quarels moue Idem Where iealousie is bred Hornes in the mind are worse then hornes in the hed B. Iohnson That canker-worme that monster iealousie Which eates the heart and feeds vpon the gall Turning all loues delight to miserie Through feare of loosing his felicitie Ed. Spencer Shun iealousie that hart-breake loue if cat will go to kinde Be sure that Io hath a meanes that Argus shall be blinde VV. Warner True loue doth looke with pale suspicious eie Take away loue if you take iealousie M. Drayton No beast is fierer then a iealous woman S. Daniell Idlenesse Prides coach was drawne of sixe vnequall beasts On which her sixe sage counsellours did ride Taught to obey her bestiall beheasts With like conditions to their kindes applide Of which the first that all the rest did guide Was sluggish Idlenesse the nurse of sinne Vpon a slothfull Asse
compelled be and cannot chuse How can it gratefull or thanke worthy proue Loue must free harted be and voluntary And not enchaunted or by fate constrain'd Nor like that loue which did Vlisses carry To Circes Ile with mightie charmes I. Dauies Where heate of Loue doth once possesse the hart There cares oppresse the minde with wondrous ill Wit runnes awrie not fearing subtill smart And fond desire doth euer maister will The belly neither cares for meate nor drinke Nor ouerwatched eyes desite to winke Footesteps are false and wauering too and fro The brightsome flower of beautie fades away Reason retires and pleasure brings in woe And wisedome yeeldeth place to blacke decay Councell and fame and friendship are condemned And bashful shame and Gods themselues conteÌ„ned Watchfull suspect is kindled with dispaire Inconstant hope is often drownd in feares What folly hurts not fortune can repaire And miserie doth swim in seas of teares Long vse of life is but a liuing foe As gentle death is onely end of woe Th. Watson Vnlawfull meanes doth make loue lawfull gaine He speakes most true when he the most doth faine M. Drayton As many bees as Hybla daily sheelds As many frie as fleet in Oceans face As many heards as on the earth do trace As many flowers as deckt the fragrant fields As many starres as glorious heauen containes As many cloudes as wayward winter weepes As many plagues as hell enclosed keepes So many griefes in Loue so many paines Suspicions thoughts desires opinions praiers Mislikes misdeeds fond ioyes and fained peace Illusions dreames great paines and small encrease Vowes hope acceptance scornes and deepe dispaires D. Lodge The gnawing enuie the heartfretting feare The vaine surmises the distinctfull shewes The false reports that flying tales do beare The doubts the dangers the delaies the woes The fained friends the vnexpected foes With thousand more then any tongue can tell Do make a Louers life a wretches hell Ed. Spencer T is folly by our wisest worldlings prou'd If not to gaine by loue to be belou'd B. Ihonson Against Loues fier feares frost hath dissolution W. Shakespeare Greater conquest of hard Loue he gaines That workes it to his will then he that it constraines Ed. Spencer â—nto a Knight there is no greater shame â—hen lightnes and inconstancie in loue Idem â—oues weeping flames by reason do subdue â—efore their rage grow to so great vnrest â—s miserable louers vse to rue â—hich stil wax old in woes whil'st woe stil waxeth new Ed. Spencer Old Loue is litle worth when new is more preferd Idem Who can shew all his loue can loue but lightly S. Daniell No man from the monarch loue by wit or weapoÌ„ flies W. Warner Loftie Loue doth loathe a lowly eye Ed. Spencer Loue thriues not in the heart that shadowes dreadeth W. Shakespeare Gather I say the Rose while it is time For soone comes age that will her pride deflame Gather the Rose of Loue while yet is time Whil'st louing thou mai'st loued be with equall aime Ed. Sp. O learne to loue the lesson is but plaine And once made perfect neuer lost againe VV. Shakespeare Louers their loued Ladies loues to gaine Promise protest and sweare without regard That God doth see and know their falshood still And can and shall reuenge it at his will Their oathes but words their words are all but wind Vttered in heart and with like heart forgotten As bundles are trust vp coards all rotten Coinesse is nought but worst to be too kind Men care not for the good that soone is gotten But women of their wits may chiefly boast That are made wiser by an others cost S. I. H. He that bindes himselfe in worthy bands Although his shew but grace him small Although he finde no fauour at her hands Sharp words coy lookes small thanks hope none at all Though more and more aloofe from him she stands Yet for his heart and thoughts be highly placed He must not mourne although he die disgraced Idem Dumbe Swans not chattering Pies do Louers proue They loue indeed who dare not say they loue S. Ph. Sydney The Louer and beloued are not tied to one Loue. VV. Sh. He that on Loues blind snares once sets his foote Seemeth to draw it backe but findes it caught And madnesse meere in Loue to ouershoote The foole hath felt the wise hath euer taught And though in all alike it take not roote Yet all shall finde Loue is a thing of nought For sure it is an open signe of madnesse To haue an others pleasure breed thy sadnesse S. I. Harrington The birds their beake the lion hath his taile And louers nought but sighes and bitter moane The spotlesse force of fancie to assaile D. Lodge Sweete are the kisses the embracements sweete When like desires and affections meete For from the earth to heauen is Cupid raised Where fancie is in equall ballance peized Ch. Marlowe Foule words and frownes must not repell a Louer What though the Rose hath prickles yet t is pluckt Were bewtie vnder twentie locks kept fast Yet Loue breakes through and breakes them all at last W. Shakespeare Louers houres are long though seeming short If pleasde themselues others they delight In such like circumstance with such like sport Their copious stories oftentimes begun End without audience and are neuer done Idem A Louer may bestride the Gossamours That Idles in the wanton sommer aire And yet not full so light is vanitie Idem The Dutch in loue is proude Italians enuious The French man full of mirth the Spanyard furious Magicke Three kindes there are for natures skill The first they naturall do name In which by hearbes and stones they will Worke wondrous things and worthy fame The next is Mathematicall Where Magicke workes by nature so That brazen heads make speake it shall Of woods birds bodies flie and go The third Veneficall by right Is named for by it they make The shape of bodies chang'd in sight And their formes on them to take M. of M. Oh who can tell The hidden power of hearbes and might of magicke skill Ed. Spencer Man In time conuenient this world Almightie created And it a large theater to behold his glory appointed Which wheÌ„ he had with store of treasures richly replenisht And with aboundant grace causd euery part to be furnisht Man was made at length Adam was quickly created Most perfect creature and like to the mightie Creator Good wit immortall of mankind only beginner But proud ambition the serpent craftily cloaking With curst and bitter sweete his cankred poyson abounding Adam dispossest of pleasant beautifull harbors Adams heart possest with most vnspeakable horrors Man was mard at length Adam was fouly defaced Last worke and lost worke Adam was filthily fowled Most cursed creature vnlike to the mightie Creator Bad foolish mortall of mankind only the murderer A. France Vile man begot of clay and borne of dust Ed. Fairfax Man composed first of slime Doth liue to lead his
himselfe a litle world doth beare His soule the Monarch euer ruling there Where euer then his body do remaine He is a King that in himselfe doth raigne And neuer feareth fortunes hot'st alarmes That beares against her Patience for her armes M. Drayton The lesser pangs can beare who hath endur'd the chief Ed. Sp. What fortune hurts let Patience onely heale No wisedome with extremities to deale M. Dr. By patient sufferance could we mildly beare With fortune yet we equally might share And ouercomming that which all do feare By present cure preuent ensuing care Idem Who in distresse from resolution flies Is rightly said to yeeld to miseries That life is only miserable and vile From which faire Patience doth it selfe exile Idem Though eyes want sight of that they would see faine The thought yet sees and heart with patience likes it Long absence greeues thee when they meet againe Absence delights and doth more pleasant make it To serue and sue long time for little gaine So that all hope do not quite forsake it One may endure for when the paine is past Reward though long it staie yet comes at last S. I. H. Let Brontes and blacke Steropes Sweat at the Forge their hammers beating An houre will come they must affect their ease Though but while mettall's heating And after all their Aetnean ire Gold that is perfect will out-liue the fire For Fury wasteth As Patiend lasteth No armor to the Mind He is shoot-fire From Iniury That is not hurt not hee that is not hit So Fooles we see Oft scape their Imputation more through luck then wit B. Iohnson Passion Passion deuours but time digests our woe Passion beares hie when puffing witts do blowe But is indeed a to◠if not a toy True cause of euils and cause of caused th showe S. Phil. Sid They only aptest are for to reueale Their priuate passions who the same do feele D. Lodge None doth liue not passionate of loue ire mirth or griefe W. VVarner A man may not of passions iudge aright Except his mind be from all passions free Nor can a Iudge his office well acquite If he possest of either partie bee I. Dauies Parents It is as common as vnkind a fault In youth too subiect to this worlds assault To imitate admit and daily chuse Those errors which their lawlesse parents vse D. Lodge If damned dice the father doth affect The selfe-like folly doth his heire infect If lust to lust the sonne is to procliue If fraud by fraud his wanton race will thriue If surfit surfit is esteem'd no sin For youth perseuers as he doth begin Idem From damned deeds abstaine From lawlesse riots and from pleasures vaine If not regarding of thy owne degree Yet in behalfe of thy posteritie For we are docible to imitate Depraued pleasures though degenerate Be carefull therefore least thy sonne admit By eare or eye things filthy or vnfit Idem The Babe is blest that godly parent◠bred And sharpe-sweet tutors traine in louing dred But chiefly that in tender cradle bed With sincere milke of pietie is fed I. Syl. Charitable godly wise and continent were fit Should parents be so prosper they theirs and whom they beget W. Warner Oft we see men so fond and blinde To carry to their sonnes too much affection That when they seeme to loue they are vnkinde For they do hate a childe that spare correction S. I. H. Parents thoughts in loue oft steppe awry G. Peele Our parents age worse then our graund-syres bee We worse beget our children worse then wee Th. Storer Peace Mother of the liuing second nature Of th' elements fire water earth and aire The grace whereby men clime the heauenly chaire Whence voyd this world harbors no happie creature Piller of lawes religions pedestall Hope of the glory glory of the immortall Honor of cities pearle of kingdomes all The nurse of vertues Muses chiefe supportall Patron of arts of good the speciall spring I. Syluester Heauens sacred nymph faire goddesse that renuest The golden age and brightly now revewest Our cloudy skie making our fields to smile Hope of the vertuous horror of the vile Virgin vnseene in France this many a yeare O blessed peace we bid thee welcome heere Idem O holy peace by thee are only found The passing ioyes that euery where abound G. Gascoigne Transl Most sacred peace Doth nourish vertue and fast friendship breeds Weak she makes strong strong things does increase Till it the pitch of highest praise exceeds Braue be her warres and honorable deeds By which she tryumphs ouer ire and pride And wins an Oliue garland for their meeds Ed. Spencer Peace doth depend on reason warre on force The one is humane honest and vpright The other brutish fostered by despight The one extreame concluded with remorse The other all iniustice doth diuorce D. Lodge Peace brings in pleasure pleasure breeds excesse Excesse procureth want want worse distresse Distresse contempt contempt is not repaired Till liuelesse death determine hope dispaired Idem Warres greaest woes and miseries increase Flowes frō the surfets which we take in peace B. Iohn Pleasure Physche in stedfast loue and happie state With Cupid liues and hath him borne a childe Pleasure that doth both Gods and men aggrate Ed. Spencer Most easie is the way and passage plaine To Pleasures pallace it may soone be spide And day and night her doores to all stand open wide Idem Her face was wan a leane and withered skin Her stature scant three horsloaues did exceed Her haire was gray of hue and very thin Her teeth were gone her gummes seru'd in their steed No space there was betweene her nose and chin Her noysome breath contagion would breed In fine of her it might haue well bene said In Nestors youth she was a prettie maid S. I. Harr. O poysoned hooke that lurkes in sugred bait O Pleasures vaine that in this world are found Which like a subtill theefe do lie in wait To swallow man in sinke of sin profound Idem Reuels daunces maskes and merry howers Forerun faire loue strowing her way with flowers W. Sha. O Pleasure thou the very lure of sin The roote of woe our youths deceitfull guide A shop where all infected persons bin The bait of lust the instrument of pride Inchaunting Circes smoothing couert guile Alluring Syren flattering Crocodile M. Drayton Pleasures be poore and our delights be dead When as a man doth not enioy the head Idem Neuer haue vniust pleasures bene compleat In ioyes intire but still feare kept the dore And held backe something from that hell of sweet To inter sowre vnsure delights the more For neuer did all circumstances meet With those desires which were conceiu'd before Something must still be left to cheare our sin And giue a touch of what should not haue bin S. Daniell Pleasure is felt opinion but conceiu'd Idem In feare her arts are learned now a daies To counterfait their haire and paint their skin But
tremble when I thinke Her cheekes are like the blushing clowde That beautifies Auroras face Or like the siluer crimson shrowde That Phoebus smiling locks doe grace Her lips are like two budded Roses Whom ranks of Lillies neighbour nie vvhich with bounds she stil incloses Apt to intice a deitie Her necke is like a stately towre vvhere Loue himselfe in pleasure lies To watch for glaunces euery howre From her diuine and sacred eyes Her paps are centers of delight Her paps are rocks of heauenly flame vvhere Nature moulds the dew of light To feede perfection with the same With orient pearle with Rubie red vvith Marble white with azure blew Her body euery way is fed Yet soft in touch and sweet in view Nature herselfe her shape admires The Gods are wounded in her sight And Loue forsakes his heauenly fires And at her eyes his brands doth light D. Lodge She lay and seemd a flood of Diamant Bounded in flesh as stil as Vespers haire When not an Aspen leafe is stird with ayre She lay at length like an immortal soule At endlesse rest in blest Elizium And then did true felicitie inroule So faire a Lady figure of her kingdom Now as she lay attirde in nakednes His eye did carue him on that feast of feasts Sweet fieldes of life which deaths foote dare not presse Flowrd with th'vnbroken waues of my loues breasts See wherewith bent of gold curld into knots In her heads groue the spring-bird Lameat nests Her body doth present those fields of peace vvhere soules are feasted with the soule of ease To proue which Paradice that nurseth these See see the golden riuers that renowne it Rich Gyhon Tigris Phison Euphrates Two from her bright Pelopian shoulders crowne it And two out of her snowy hills doe glide That with a deluge of delight doe drowne it These highest two their precious streames deuide To tenne pure floods that do the body dutie Bounding themselues in length but not in beauty These wind theyr courses through the paynted bowers And raise such sounds in theyr inflection As ceaselesse start from earth fresh sorts of flowers And bound that booke of life with euery section In these the Muses dare not swim for drowning Theyr sweetnes poysons with such sweet infection And leaues the onely lookers on them swouning These formes and colour makes them so to shine That Gods for them would cease to be diuine G. Chapman Her Lilly hand her rosie cheekes lie vnder Coosning the pillow of a lawfull kisse Who therefore angry seemes to part in sunder Swelling on eyther side to want his blisse Betweene whose hills her head entombed is Where like a vertuous monument she lyes To be admirde of lewd vnhallowed eyes VVithout the bed her other fayre hand was On the greene Couerlet whose perfect white Shewd like an Aprill daisie on the grasse vvith pearlie sweat resembling dewe of night Her eyes like Marigolds had sheath'd theyr light And canopied in darknes sweetly lay Till they might open to adorne the day Her haire like golden threds playd with her breath O modest wantons wanton modestie Shewing lifes tryumph in the Map of death And deaths dim lookes in lifes mortalitie Each in her sleepe themselues so beautifie As if betweene them twaine there were no strife But that life liu'd in death and death in life Her breasts like Iuory globes circled with blew A payre of mayden worlds vnconquered Saue of theyr Lord no bearing yoke they knew And him by oath they truly honoured These worlds in Tarquin new ambition bred vvho like a foule vsurper went about From this faire throne to heaue the owner out W. Shakespeare Starres fall to fetch fresh light from her rich eyes Her bright brow driues the sunne to clowdes beneath Her haires reflexe with red strakes paint the skies Sweet morne and euening dew falls from her breath T. Nash Fayrer then Isaacks louer at the vvell Brighter then inside barke of new hewen Cedar Sweeter then flames of fire-perfumed Mirrhe And comlier then the siluer clowdes that daunce On Zephyrus wings before the King of heauen G. Peele Her lookes were like beames of the morning sunne Forth-looking through the windowes of the East When first the fleecie cattell haue begunne Vpon the pearled grasse to make theyr feast Her thoughts are like the fume of Francensence Which from a golden Censor forth did rise And throwing forth sweet odours mounts from thence In rolling globes vp to the vaulted skies There she beholds with hie aspyring thought The cradle of her owne creation Among the seates of Angels heauenly wrought Much like an Angell in all forme and fashion S. Daniell Her locks are pleighted like the fleece of wooll That Iason with his Grecian mates atchiu'd As pure as gold yet not from gold deriu'd As full of sweets as sweet of sweetes is full Her browes are prety tables of conceate Where Loue his records of delight doth quote On them her dallying locks doe daily floate As loue ful oft doth feede vpon the baite Her eyes faire eyes like to the purest lights That animate the sunne or cheere the day In whom the shining sun-beames brightly play vvhilst fancie doth on them deuine delights Her cheekes like ripened Lillies steept in wine Or fayre Pomegranate kirnels washt in milke Or snow-white threds in nets of Crimson silke Or gorgeous clowdes vpon the sunnes decline Her lips like Roses ouer-washt with dew Or like the Purple of Narcissus flowre No frost theyr faire no wind doth wrest theyr powre But by her breath theyr beauties do renew Her christal chin like to the purest mould Enchast with dainties Daisies soft and white Where Fairies faire pauilion once is pight Whereas embrasd his beauties he doth hold Her necke like to an Iuory shining towre Where through with azure vaines sweet Nectar runnes Or like the downe of swanns Or like delight that doth it selfe deuoure Her paps are like fayre apples in the prime As round as orient pearles as soft as downe They neuer vaile theyr faire through winters frowne But from these sweets Loue suckt his sommer time Her bodies beauties best esteemed bowre Delicious comely dainty without staine The thought whereof not toucht hath wrought my paine Whose face so faire all beauties doth distaine Her maiden wombe the dwelling house of pleasure Not like for why no like surpasseth wonder O blest is he may bring such beauties vnder Or search by suite the secrets of that treasure R. Greene. Like to Diana in her sommer weede Girt with a Crimson robe of brightest die goes fayre Samela As fayre Aurora in her morning gray Deckt with the ruddy lustre of her loue is fayre Samela Like louely Thetis on a calmed day When as her brightnes Neptunes fancie moues Shines faire Samela Her tresses gold her eyes like glassie streames Her teeth are pearle the breasts are Iuory of faire Samela Her cheekes like rosie-lillies yeeld forth gleames Her browes bright arches framde of Ebonie thus faire Samela Passeth faire Venus in
weake and wan But soone through sufferance growe to fearefull end Whil'st they are weake betime with them contend For when they once to perfect strength do growe Strong warres they make and cruell battrie bend Gainst fort of reason it to ouerthrowe Ed. Sp. Affliction If so Affliction once her warre begin And threat the feeble sense with sword and fire The mind contracts her selfe and shrinketh in And to her selfe she gladly doth retire As Spiders toucht seeke their webbes in most part As Bees in stormes vnto their hiues returne As bloud in daunger gathers to the hart As men seeke townes when foes the country burne I. Dauies If ought can touch vs ought afflictions lookes Make vs to looke into our selues so neare Teach vs to know our selues beyond all bookes Or all the learned schooles that euer were Idem This makes our senses quicke and reason cleare Resolues our will and rectifies our thought So do the winds and thunder clense the aire So working seas settle and purge the wine So lopt and pruned trees do flourish faire So doth the fire the drossie gold refine I. Dauies Audacitie What need we creepe the crosse to giue vnto a begging saint Tush tush a fig for booke loue none be fortunate that faint W. Warner Things out of hope are compast oft with ventering Chiefly in loue whose leaue exceeds commission Affection faints not like a pale fac'd coward But then woes best when most his choice is froward W. Shakespeare Blushing and sighing Theseus neuer stroue To wooe and winne Antiope his loue I. Weeuer VVhen all is done that do we may Labour we sorrowing all the night and suing all the day The female faultie custome yeelds lesse merit greatest pay And ventrous more then vertuous means doth bear the bel away W. Warner Art Art hath a world of secrets in her powers M. Drayton Art curbeth nature nature guildeth Art I. Marston Things sencelesse liue by Art and rationall die By rude contempt of Art and industrie G. Chapman Art hath an enemy cald ignorance B. Iohnson Arts perish wanting honour and applause D. Lodge Arts best nurse is honours chast desire And glory sets all studious hearts on fire Tho. Storer Art must be wonne by art and not by might S. I. Harr. Transl Valour and Art are both the sonnes of Ioue Both brethren by the father not the mother Both peeres without compare both liue in loue But Art doth seeme to be the elder brother Because he first gaue life vnto the other Who afterward gaue life to him againe Thus each by other doth his life retaine Ch. Fitz. Ieffery Art is nobilities true register Nobilitie Arts champion still is said Learning is fortitudes right calender And fortitude is Learnings saint and aide Thus if the ballances twixt both bewaide Honour sheelds Learning from all iniurie And Learning honour from blacke infamie Idem Vaine is the Art that seeks it selfe for to deceiue Ed. Spencer Auarice Greedie Auarice by him did ride Vpon a Camell loaden all with gold Two iron coffers hung on either side With precious mettall full as they might hold And in his lap a heape of coyne he tolde For of his wicked pelfe his god he made And vnto hell himselfe for money solde Accursed vsurie was all his trade And right and wrong alike in equall ballance waied Ed. Spencer Forth of a Desart wood an vgly beast There seem'd to come whose shape was thus defined Eares of an Asse a Wolfe in head and breast A carkasse all with pinching famine pined A Lyons grisly iawe but all the rest To fox-like shape did seeme to be enclined In England France in Italy and Spaeine Yea all the world this monster seem'd to raine Where ere this cruell monster set his foote He kild and spoyld of euery sort and state No height of birth or state with him did boote He conquered Kings and crownes all in like rate Yea this beasts power had tane so deep a roote It entred in Christs Vicars sacred gate And vexed Cardinalls and Bishops chiefe And bred a scandall euen in our beliefe S. I. Harr. Python whom Phoebus kil'd with thousand darts Was monster lesse then this by thousand parts Idem Eriphilaes Armor In vaine it were for to declare in Verse How sumptuously her armour all was wrought All set with stones and set with Indian Gold Perfect for vse and pleasant to behold Mounted she was but not vpon a steede In stead whereof she on a Wolfe did sit A Wolfe whose match Apulia doth not breede Taught to obey although she vs'de no bit And all of sandy colour was her weede Her armes were this for such a Champion fit An vgly toade was painted on her shield With poyson swolne and in a sable field Idem Auarice all arm'd in hooking â—enters All clad in birdlime without bridge she venters Through fell Charibdis and false Syrtes Nesse The more her wealth the more her wretchednesse Cruell respectlesse friendlesse faithlesse else Those foule base figures in each dunghill poole Like Tantalus staru'd in the midst of store Not that she hath but what she wants she counts A well-wing'd Bird that neuer loftie mounts I. Syluister Transl Regard of worldly mucke doth fowly blend And lowe abase the hie heroike spirit That ioyes for crownes and kingdomes to contend Ed. Spencer We aged carke to liue and leaue an ouerplus in store Perhaps for spend-alls so amidst abundance liue we pore W. Warner Those which much couet are with gaine so fond That what they haue not that which they possesse They scatter and vnloose from their bond And so by hoping more they haue but lesse Or gaining more the profit of excesse Is but to surfet and such griefes sustaine That they proue banckrout in this pore rich vaine VV. Shakespeare Those that will all deuour must all forgoe Tho. Dekkar CoÌ„tent thee with vnthreatned mean play not Aesops dog The gold that geÌ„tle Bacchus gaue did greedy Mydas clog Commit not treasure with thy child to greedy minded men Thou leauest Polydor a spoile to Polymnestor then VV. VVarner Beautie Sacred Beautie is the fruit of sight That curtesie that speakes before the toong The feast of soules the glory of the light Enuy of age and euerlasting yoong Pitties commaunder Cupids richest throne Musicke entraunced neuer duly sung The summe and court of all proportion And that I may dull speeches least afford All Rhethorickes Flowers in lesse then in a word G. Chapman Bewtie borne of heauenly race Bewtie daughter of maruaile ô see how Thou canst disgracing sorrowes sweetly grace What power thou shew'st in a distressed browe That mak'st affliction faire giu'st teares their grace What can vntressed locks can torne rent haire A weeping eye a wailing face be faire I see then artlesse feature can content And that true Bewtie needs no ornament S. Daniell Bewtie is the bait which with delight Doth man allure for to enlarge his kinde Bewtie the burning lampe of heauens light Darting her beames into
aire Inuention of mans soule falsest of things A step beyond our iudgement and a staire Higher then men can reach with reasons wings Thou blindfold Archeresse thou that wilt not heare Thou foe to persons manners times and all That raisest worthlesse while the worthiest fall I. Markham Ah fortune nurse of fooles poyson of hope Fuell of vaine desires deserts destruction Supposed soueraigne through our vaine construction Princes of Paganisme roote of impieâ—ie Diuell on earth masked in pietie Scorne of the learned follies elder scholler Bastard of time begot by vaine opinion Against thy power a peeuish proud resister Mother of lies and witnesse of illusion Lampe of vain-glory double faced shroe Who smiles at first succesfull ends in woe D. Lodge Who wins her grace must with atchiuements wo heâ— As she is blind so neuer had she eares Nor must with puling eloquence go to her She vnderstands not sighes she heares not praiers Flattered she flies controld she euer feares And though a while she nicely do forsake it She iâ— a woman and at length will take it Nor euer let him dreame once of a crowne For one bad cast that will giue vp his game And though by ill hap he be ouerthrowne Yet let him manage her till she be tame M. Drayton Fortune the folly is and plague of those Which to the world their wretched will dispose M. of M. All flesh is fraile and full of ficklenesse Subiect to fortunes charme still changing new What haps to day to me to morrow may to you Ed. Spencer Fortune the foe to famous chieuisance Sildome or neuer yeelds to vertue aide But in her way throwes mischiefe and mischance Whereby her course is stopt and passage laide Idem Mocke Gods they are and many Gods induce Who fortune faine to father there abuse M. of M. In vaine do men The heauens of there fortunes fault accuse Syth they know best what is the best for them For they to each such fortune do diffuse As they do know each can most aptly vse For not that which men couet most is best Nor that thing worst which men do most refuse But fittest is that all contented rest With that they hold each hath his fortune in his brest Ed. Spencer No fortune is so bad our selues ne frame There is no chance at all hath vs preseru'd There is no fate whom we haue need to blame There is no desteny but is deseru'd No lucke that leaues vs safe or vnpreseru'd Let vs not then complaine of fortunes skill For all our good descends from Gods good will And of our lewdnesse springeth all our ill M. of M. They that do dwell on fortunes call No sooner rise but ready are to fall D. Lodge Looke how much higher fortune doth erect The climing wight on her vnstable wheele So much the nigher may a man exspect To see his head where late he sawe his heele Policrates hath prou'd it in effect And Dyonisius that too true did feele Who long were luld on hie in fortunes lap And fell downe suddenly to great mishap On th' other side the more man is oppressed And vtterly ouerthrowne by fortunes lowre The sooner comes his state to be redressed When wheele shall turn and bring the happie howre Some from the Blocke haue growne to be so blessed Whole realmes haue bene subuerted to their powre As Marius and Ventidius sample is In former age and Lewes of France in this S. I. Harr. Transl As the boystrous winde Doth shake the tops of highest reared towers So doth the force of froward fortune strike The wight that highest sits in haughtie state G. Gascoigne So wills the wanton queene of chance That each man trace this Labyrinth of life With slippery steps now wrongd by fortune strange Now drawne by counsell from the maze of strife D. Lodge We all are proud when fortune fauours vs As if inconstant chaunce were alwaies one Or standing now she would continue thus O fooles looke backe and see the rolling stone Whereon she blindly lighting sets her foote And slightly sowes that sildome taketh roote Th. Kyd. Fortune the first and last that gouernes states I. Markham The blind-fold mistresse of vncertaine chaunge D. Lodge The wayward lady of this wicked world Idem Blind fortune faileth mighty ones meaner doth aduance W. Warner Blind fortune findeth none so fit to flout As Sures by sotts which cast no kind of doubt M. of M. Fortune cannot raise Any one aloft without some others wracke Flouds drowne no fields vnlesse they finde a bracke Idem Where power dwelles and riches rest False fortune is a comely guest E. of S. Think fortune newly hatcht is fledge waggeth wing to flie All suffer chaÌ„ge our selues new born euen then begin to die VV. VVarner The man that fortune at commaund will keepe He must be sure he neuer let her sleepe M. Drayton There neuer yet was Emperour or King Could boast that he had fortune in a string S. I. Harr. Transl All things to fortune are subiected Chiefly in warres that are by chaunce directed Idem Wheresoeuer fortune her bountie will bestow There heauen and earth must pay what she doth owe. M. of M. The man whose thoughts to fortunes height aspires Were better die then liue in lowe desires Th. Achelly Admit thou hadst Pactolian waues to land thee gold at will Know Craesus did to Cyrus kneele and thou maist speed as ill W. Warner Attempt not things beyond thy reach ioyne fortune to thy will Least Phebus chaire do els surcharge rash Phaethon his skill Idem If fortune help whoÌ„ thou woldst hurt fret not at it the more When Aiax storm'd then from him the prize Vlisses bore Idem Good fortune drawes from heauen her descent Making hie Ioue the roote of her large tree She showes from him how many Godheads went Archangels Angels heauens posteritie From thence she showes the glorious thrid she lent To Monarkes Emperours and Kings in fee. Annexing as collateralls to her loue Honour vertue valour and endlesse time Nâ—thelesse ill fortune will be elder borne She saith she springs from Saturne Ioues wrongd syre And heauen and earth and hell her coate haue borne Fresh bleeding hearts within a field of fyre All that the world admires she makes her scorne Who farthest seemes is to ill fortune neere And that iust proofe may her great praise commend All that good chaunce begins ill chaunce doth end I. Markham Ill fortune is attended by reproach Good fortune fame and vertue stellifies Idem What man can shun the happe That hidden lies vnwares him to surprise Misfortune waits aduantage to entrappe The man most wary in her whelming lappe Ed. Spencer The fortune that misfortune doth affoord Is for to liue and die vnfortunate Th. Achelly Misfortune followeth him that tempteth fortune Ch. Fitz Ieffrey Friendship Friends The naturall affection soone doth cease And quenched is with Cupids greater flame But faithfull friendship doth them both suppresse And them with maistring discipline doth tame Through
are subiect to the power of heauen Nor wrongs passe vnreuenged although excus'd Idem Would heauen her bewtie should be hid from sight Nere would she thus adorne her selfe with light With sparkling Lamps nor would she paint her throne But she delighted to be gaz'd vpon And when the glorious sunne goes downe Would she put on her stary bestudded crowne And in her masking sure the spangled skie Come forth to bride it with her reuellry Heauens gaue this gift to all things in creation That they in this should immitate their fashion Idem M Drayton Heauens influence was neuer constant yet In good or bad as to continue it Th. Kyd. If thou be wise hold this as ominous The heauens not like disposed euery houre The starres be still predominant in vs Fortune not alway forth her bagge doth powre Nor euery cloude doth raine a golden showre M. Drayton Heart Free is the Heart the temple of the minde The sanctuarie sacred from aboue Where nature keepes the keys that loose and binde No mortall hand force open can that doore So close shut vp and lock to all mankinde S. Daniell The bodies wound by medicines may be eased But griefes of heart by salues are not appeased R. Greene. By thought of heart the speech of tongue is carried S. I. Harr. Tran. Happinesse vid. Felicitie Hate Hate is the elder loue the yonger brother Yet is the yonger stronger in his state Then th' elder and him mastereth still in all debate Ed. Spencer Nor Hate nor loue did euer iudge aright Innated hate will hardly be displaste Out of high hearts and chiefly where debate Happeneth amongst great persons of estate I. H. Mirr of M. Hatred must be beguilde by some new course Where states are strong Princes doubt their force S. Daniell Spight bites the dead that liuing neuer darde Ed. Spencer Sildome doth malice want a meane to worke M. Drayton Hate hits the hie and windes force tallest towers Hate is peculiar to a Princes state R. Greene. Hatred accompanies prosperitie For one man greeueth at an others good And so much more we thinke oâ—r miserie The more that fortune hath with others stood So that we seld are seene as wisedome would To bridle time with reason as we should Th. Kyd. Haste Oft times the greatest haste the worser speeds S. I. Harr. Transl As busie braines must beat on tickle toyes As rash inuention breeds a raw deuice So suddein falles do hinder hastie ioyes And as swift baits do fleetest fish intice So haste makes waste and therefore now I say No haste but good where wisedome beares the sway G. Gascoigne The swiftest bitch brings forth the blindest whelpes The hottest feuers coldest crampes ensue The nakedst need hath ouer-latest helpes Idem Hastie respect repents when t is too late I. Markeham Rashnesse sees all but nothing can preuent M. Drayton Fore-iudging puts out one of wisedomes eies If by rashnesse valour haue got honour We blame the rashnesse but reward the valour Ch. Fitz Ieffrey O rash false heat wrapt in repentance cold Thy haste springs still blood and nere growes old W. Sh. Hell An hidious hole all vast withouten shape Of endlesse depth orewhelm'd with ragged stone With ougly mouth and grifly iawes doth gape And to our sight confounds it selfe in one Here entred we and yeeding forth anon An horrible loathly lake we might discerne As blacke as pitch that cleped is Auerne A deadly gulfe where nought but rubbish growes With foule blacke swelth in thickned lumps that lies Which vp in th' aire such stinking vapour throwes That ouer there may fly no fowle but dies Choakt with th'pestilent sauours that arise M. Sackuile Thence come we to the horror and the hell The large great kingdomes and the dreadfull raigne Of Pluto in his throne where he did dwell The wide waste places and the hugie plaine The waylings shrikes and sundry sorts of paine The sighes the sobbes the deep and deadly grone Earth aire and all resounding plaine and mone Idem Then turning backe in silence soft they stole And brought the heauy course with easie pace To yawning gulfe of deep Auernus hole And by that same an entrance darke and base With smoake and Sulphur hiding all the place Descends to hell their creature neuer past That back returned without heauenly grace But dreadfull furies which their chaines haue brast And damned sprights sent forth to make ill men agast Ed. Spencer Darksome den of Auernus Wher 's no path to returne nor starting holes to be scaping Desteny death and hell and howling hidious hell-hound Loathsom streames of Stix that nine times compasse Auernuâ— Ab. Fraunce They passe the bitter waues of Acheron Where many soules sit wayling wofully And come to fiery flood of Phlegeton Whereas the damned ghoasts in torments fry And with sharpe shrilling shrikes do bootlesse cry Cursing high Ioue the which them thither sent Ed. Spencer About the desart parts of Greece there is a vally low To which the roaring waters fall that froÌ„ the mouÌ„tains flowâ— So rocks do ouershadow it that scarse a man may vew The open aire no sun shines there amidst this darkesom creâ— Doth stand a citie to the same belongs one onely gate But one at once may come therto the entrance is so strait Cut out the rough maine stony rocke this citie did belong To Pluto and because that he was doing alwaies wrong And kept a theeuish rable that in mischiefe did excell His citizens were diuels said and citie named hell W. Warner Honour In woods in waues in warres doth honour dwell And will be found with petill and with paine Ne can the man that moulds in idle cell Vnto her happie mansion attaine Before her gate hie God did sweat ordaine And wakefull watches euer to abide Ed. Spencer Honour is purchas'de by the deeds we doo Ch. Marlowe Honour is not wonne Vntill some honourable deed be donne Idem Danger bids seeke the softest way one way But what saith honour honour saith not so Neuer retire with shame this honour saith The worst that can befall one is but death S. I. Harr. In braue pursuit of honourable deed There is I know not what great difference Betweene the vulgar and the common seed Which vnto things of valerous pretence Seemes to be borne by natiue influence As feates of armes and loue to entertaine But chiefly skill to ride doth seeme a science Proper to gentle blood some others faine To manage steed c. Ed. Spencer Euer great imployment for the great Quickens the bloud and honour doth beget S. Daniell Promotion is a puffe These worldly honors are but shades of sweete Who seeke too much before they get enough Before they meet the meane with death they meete With death they meete the hauen of all desire Where will must waâ—ne and pride cannot aspire D. Lodge Honour a thing without vs not our owne S. D. What doth auaile to haue a princely place A name of honour and an high degree To
in her degree And next her self her righteous ballance hanging bee Ed. Spencer Then iustice comes the last of all the gods That left her residence here on the earth For lacke of whom the world grew all at ods And man to man curses each others birth For then vsurping wrong succeeded straight That no man knew how long to hold his right Then calls the world for Iustice back againe Complaining how they now were ouerrunne And they would suffer any scourging paine In pennance for those sinnes themselues had donne For that their wickednesse did force that power To leaue the seate whereas she sate before Whereas the Gods did in their courts decree Iustice should be transformed to the starres There foolish men might euery minute see Her that should helpe these miseries of theirs But stand like Tantalus within those brinkes Where he sees water but yet neuer drinkes Ch. Middleton Faire Astraea of the Titans line Whom equitie and iustice made diuine M. Drayton Well did the Anticke world inuent That Iustice was a God of soueraigne grace And Altars vnto him and temples lent And heauenly honours in the highest place Calling him great Osyris of the race Of th' old Aegyptian Kings that whilome were With fained colours shading a true case For that Osyris whil'st he liued here The iustest man aliue and truest did aspire His wife was Isis whom they likewise made A goddesse of great power and soueraigntie And in her person cunningly did shade That part of Iustice which is equitie Ed. Spencer Vntill the world ftom his perfection fell Into all filth and foule iniquitie Astraea here mongst earthly men did dwell And in the rules of iustice then and stumbled well Idem Where Iustice growes there growes eke quiet grace The which doth quench the brand of hellish smart And that accurst hand-writing doth deface Idem Sparing Iustice feeds iniquitie W. Shakespeare The first was Bacchus that with furious might All th' east before vntam'de did ouerrunne And wrong repressed and establisht right Which lawlesse men had formerly foredone Their iustice forc't her princely rule begunne Next Hercules his like ensample shewed Who all the west with equall conquest wonne And monstrous Tirants with his club subdued The club of Iustice dread with kingly power endued Ed. Spencer Who so vpon himselfe will take the skill And Iustice vnto people to deuide Had need of mightie hands for to fulfill That which he doth with righteous doome decide And for to maister wrong and puissant pride For vaine it is to deeme of things aright And make wrong doers Iustice to deride Vnlesse it be perform'd with dreadlesse might For power is the right-hand of iustice truly hight Idem Offences vrg'd in publike are made worse The shew of Iustice aggrauates despight The multitude that looke not to the cause Rest satsfied so it be done by lawes S. Daniel It often falles in course of common life That right long time is ouerborne of wrong Through auarice or power or guile or strife That weakens her and makes her partie strong But Iustice though her doome she do prolong Yet at the last she will her owne cause right Fd. Spencer Good causes need not curious termes equall Iudges heare The equitie not eloquence W. Warner Who passeth iudgement for his priuate gaine He well may iudge he is adiudg'd to paine R. Greene. Kings Kings are the Gods vicegerents on the earth The Gods haue power Kings from that power haue might Kings should excell in vertue and in birth Gods punish wrongs kings should maintaine right They be the sunnes from which we borrow light And they as Kings should still in iustice striue With Gods from whom their beings they deriue M. Drayton The baser is he comming from a King To shame his hopes with deeds degenerate The mightier man the mightier is the thing That makes him honoured or begets him hate For greater scandall waits on greater state The Moone being clouded presently is mist But litle starres may hide them where they list The Crowe may bathe his cole-blacke wing in mire And vnperceiu'd flie with the filth away But if she like the snow white swan desire The staine vpon his siluer downe will stay Poore groomes are sightles nights kings glorious day Gnats are vnnoted wheresoeuer they flie But Eagles are gaz'd vpon with euery eie VV. Shakespeare Since the heauens strong arms teach Kings to stād Angells are plac't about the glorious throne To gard it from the stroakes of traitrous hand Th. Dekkar When thou becom'st an earthly God mens faults to ouersee Forget not that eternall God that ouerlooketh thee W. Warner The least part of a King is allowing him and none Lesse priuate then a Prince the weale or woe of euery one Idem He and his people make but one a body weake or strong As doth the head the limbs or limbs the head assist or wrōg Idem Kings Lords of times and of occasions May take th' aduantage when and how they list S. Daniell Kings will be alone Competitors must downe Neare death he stands that stands to weare a crowne Idem It is a daungerous thing In rule of loue but once to crosse a King M. Drayton Endles cares concur with crowns a bitter sweeting is raign W. VVarner Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balme from an anoynted King The breath of worldly men cannot depose The deputie elected by the Lord. W. Shakespeare He knowes not what it is to be a King That thinkes a Scepter is a pleasant thing R. Greene. A glittering Crowne doth make the haire soone gray Within whose circle a king is but arrested In all his feasts hee 's but with sorrow feasted And when his feete disdaine to touch the mold His head 's a prisoner in a Iaile of Gold M. Drayton Vnhappy Kings that neuer can be taught To know themselues or to discerne their fault S. Daniell No outragious thing From vassall actors can be wipte away The Kings misdeeds can not be hid in clay W. Shakespeare No Scepter serues dishonour to excuse Nor kingly vaile can couer villainie Fame is not subiect to authoritie M. Drayton Thinke not but Kings are men and as the rest miscarry Saue that their fame and infamy continually doth tarry VV. VVarner Kings want no meanes to accomplish what they will M. Drayton Mislikes are silly lets where Kings resolue them Where counsell chasing will hath emperie Deeds are too prest for reason to dissolue them In mightie mindes a grounded vanitie Like springs that ceassesse neuer stoppeth Vntill her neighbour Oake she ouertoppeth D. Lodge Great men too well grac'd much rigor vse Presuming fauorites mischiefe euer bring So that concluding I may boldly speake Minions too great argue a king too weake S. Daniell New kings do feare when old kings farther straine Establisht state to all things will consent Idem Good from kings must not be drawne by force Idem A Scepter like a pillar of great height Whereon
a mightie building doth depend Which when the same is ouer-prest with waight And past his compasse forc't thereby to bend His massie roofe downe to the ground doth send Crushing the lesser part and murthering all Which stand within the compasse of his fall M. Drayton Too true that tyrant Dyonisyus Did picture out the image of a king When Damocles was placed in his throne And ore his head a threatning sword did hang Fastened vp only by a horses haire R. Greene. Kingdomes A rule there is not failing but most sure Kingdome no kin doth know â—e can endure M. of M. Thebes Babell Rome these proud heaueÌ„ daring wonders Loe vnder ground in dust and ashes lie For earthly kingdomes euen as men do die I. Syluester Transl If thou wilt mightie be flie from the rage Or cruell will and see thou keep thee free From the fowle yoake of sensuall bondage For though thy Empire stretcheth to Indian sea And for thy feare trembleth the farthest Thisce If thy desire haue ouer thee the power Subiect then art thou and no gouernour E. of Surrey Knowledge Through knowledge we behold the worlds creation How in his cradle first he fostered was And iudge of natures cunning operation How things she formed of a formelesse masse By knowledge we do learne our selues to knowe And what to man and what to God we owe From hence we mount aloft vnto the skie And looke into the christall firmament There we behold the heauens great Hierarchie The starres pure light the spheares swift mouement The spirits and intelligences faire And Angels waiting on th' almighties chaire And there with humble mind and hie in sight Th' eternall makers maiestie we viewe His loue his faith his glory and his might And mercy more then mortall men can viewe Ed. Spencer Soule of the world knowledge withouten thee What hath the earth that 's truly glorious Why should our pride make such a stirre to bee To be forgot What good is like to this To do worthy the writing and to write Worthy the reading and the worlds delight S. Daniell What difference twixt man and beast is left When th'heauenly light of knowledge is put out And the ornaments of wisedome are bereft Then wandreth he in errour and in doubt Vnweeting of the daunger he is in Through fleshlesse frailtie and deceit of sin Ed. Spencer Our new knowledge hath for tedious traine A drouping life an ouerracked braine A face forlorne a sad and sullen fashion A restlesse toyle and cares selfepining passion Knowledge was then euen the soules soule for light The spirits calme port and lanthorne shining bright To thait-stept feet cleare knowledge not confusde Not sower but sweete not gotten but infusde I. Syl. Transl We see to know men still are glad And yet we see knowledge oft makes men mad S. I. H. Transl Who so knowes most the more he knowes to doubt The best discourse is commonly most stout S. Daniell Common is rhe proofe That enuying is not cunning if it standeth not aloofe VV. Warner By knowledge thine thou hast no name Least others know thou know'st the same Skill comes too slow and life so fast doth flie We learne so little and forget so much I. Dauies Vid. Learning Labour Where ease abounds it 's death to do amisse But who his limbs with labours and his minde Behaues with cares cannot so easie misse Abroad in armes at home in studious kinde Who seekes with painfull toyle shall honor soonest finde Ed. Spencer Learne with the Ant in sommer to prouide Driue with the Bee the drone from out the hiue Build like the Swallow in the sommer tide D. Lodge Much labor is too litle that should houshold charge defraye W. Warner Industry well cherisht to his face In sun-shine walkes in spight of sower disgrace M. Roydon The noblest borne dame should industrious bee That which doth good disgraceth no degree G. Chapman Let Mandeuile example be to men not to be idle In amorous passions labour is to loue at least a bridle VV. Warner Adams labour in Eden Edens earth was then so fertill and so fat That he made only sweet assaies in that Of skilfull industry and naked wrought More for delight then for the gaine he sought In briefe it was a pleasant exercise A labour likte a paine much like the guise Of cunning dauncers who although they skip Run caper vault trauerse and turne and trip From morne til euen at night againe full merry Renew their daunce of dauncing neuer weary Or els of hunters that with happie lucke Rowsing betimes some often breathed bucke Or goodly stagge their yelping hounds vncouple Wind loud their horns their hoopes hallows double Spurre on and spare not following their desire Themselues vnweary though their hacknies tire But for in th' end of all their iollitie Their 's found much stifnesse sweat and vanitie I rather match it to the pleasing paine Of Angels pure who euer sloth disdaine Or to the Suns calme course who plainlesse aye About the welkin poasteth night and day I. Syl. Transl Learning O blessed letters that combine in one All ages past and make one liue withall By you we do conferre with who are gone And the dead liuing vnto counsaile call By you the vnborne shall haue communion Of what we feâ—le and what doth best befall S. Daniell By the cleare beames of learnings light We tread the obscure pathes of Sages right Idem But that learning in despight of fate Will mount aloft and enter heauen gate And to the seat of Ioue it selfe aduance Hermes had slept in hell with ignorance Yet as a punishment they added this That he and pouertie should alwaies kis And to this day is euery scholler poore Grosse gold from them runnes headlong to the boore Ch. Marlowe Of little worth is learnings worthy skill Where Pilots wisedome is not perfect still Corinnaes praise and Sapphoes are discerned Aboue the rest because they both were learned S. I. Harr. Transl K. Cecrops and his royall seed did honor Athence so As that from thence are said the springs of sciences to flow W. Warner Lechery Next vnto him rode lustfull Lechery Vpon a bearded Goat whose rugged haire And whally eyes the signe of iealousie Was like the persons selfe whom he did beare Who rough and blacke and filthy did appeare Vnseemly man to please faire Ladies eie Yet he of Ladies oft was loued deare When fairer faces were bid standen by O who doth know the bent of womens fantasie Ed. Spencer Incontinence dull sleepe and idle bed All vertue from the world haue banished The tickling flames which our fond soules surprize That dead a while in Epilepsie lies Doth starke our sinewes all by little and little Drawing our reason in fowle pleasure brittle I. Syl. Transl Loue comforteth like sun-shine after raine But lusts effect is tempest after sunne Loues gentle spring doth alwaies fresh remaine Lusts winter comes ere sommer halfe be donne Loue surfets not but like a glutton
dispaire annext to hope a fancie that is fed Sweete poyson for his taste a port Charibdis like Ascylla for his safetie though a Lyon that is meeke Th. Turberuile O brawling loue O louing hate O any thing of nothing first created O heauie lightnesse serious vanitie Mishapen Chaos of well seeing formes Feather of lead bright smoke cold fier sicknes helth Still waking sleepe that is not what it is W. Shakespeare Sight is his roote in thought is his progression His childhood wonder prentiship attention His youth delight his age the soules opression Doubt is his sleepe he waketh in inuention Fancie his foode his cloathing carefulnesse Beautie his booke his play Louers discention His eies are curious search but vaild with warefulnesse His wings desire oft clipt with desperation Largesse his hands could neuer skill of sparefulnesse But how he doth by might or by perswasion To conquer and his conquest how to ratifie Experience doubts and schooles had disputation S. Ph. Sidney Loue hath two shafts the one of beaten gold By stroake whereof a sweete effect is wrought The other is of lumpish leaden mold And worketh no effect but what is nought Th. Watson At Venus intreatie for Cupid her sonne These arrowes by Vulcan were cunningly done The first is Loue as here you may behold His feathers head and body are of gold The second shaft is Hate a foe to loue And bitter are his torments for to proue The third is Hope from whence our comfort springs His feathers are puld from Fortunes wings Fourth Iealousie in basest mindes doth dwell This mettall Vulcans Cyclops sent from hell G. Peele Hard is the doubt and difficult to deeme When all three kinds of loue together meet And do dispart the heart with power extreame Whether shall waigh the ballance downe to weet The deare affection vnto kindred sweet Or raging fier of loue to woman kinde Or zeale of friends combinde with vertues meet But of them all the band of vertues minde Me seemes the gentle heart should most assured finde Ed. Spencer Of vertue onely perfect loue doth grow Whose first beginning though it be more slow Then that of lust and quickens not so fast Yet sure it is and longer time doth last The strawe inkindles soone and slakes againe But yron is slow and long will heat retaine Th. Hudson Most true it is that true loue hath no power To looken back his eyes be fixt before W. Sha. Loue alwaies doth bring forth most bounteous deeds And in each gentle heart desire of honor breeds True loue is free and led with selfe delight Ne will inforced be with masterdome or might Idem Loue naked boy hath nothing on his backe And though he wanteth neither arme nor legge Yet maim'd he is sith he his sight doth lacke And yet though blind he bewtie can behold And yet though nak'd he feeles more heat then cold H. C. Loue staies not long it is but one yeares bird Th. Churchyard Loue must haue change to season sweet delight Idem Loue lawes and Iudges hath in fee Nature and vse his iudges bee To whom his whole course censures flee Since past and things to come they see G. Chapman Loue is in power felt of all in person found of none Or rather is not reall but some fancie If not then Fantasticall in women but essentiall in men W. Warner Loues eyes in viewing neuer haue their fill W. Marlowe This is the least effect of Cupids dart To change the mind by wounding of the hart Th. Watson Vnto the woods runs loue as well as rides to the pallace Neither he beares reuerence to a prince nor pitie to beggere But like a point amidst of a circle still of an euennesse All to a lesson he drawes neither hills nor caues can auoyd him S. Phil. Sidney The throne of Cupid hath an easie staire His barke is fit to saile with euery winde The breach he makes no wise man can repaire Ed. Fairfax Loue will haue his godhead seene In famous queenes and highest princes hearts S. I. H. Loue wants his eyes yet shootes he passing right His shafts our thoughts his bowe he makes our sight His deadly pilles are tempered with such art As still directs the arrow to the hart M. Drayton Loue doth raigne In stoutest minds and maketh monstrous warre He maketh warre he maketh peace againe And yet his peace is but continuall warre O miserable men that to him subiect are Ed. Spencer First loue is firme and toucheth very neare W. Warner Loue vnto life this cognizance doth giue This badge this marke to euery man that minds it Loue lendeth life which liuing cannot die Nor liuing loue G. Gascoigne Loue is too full of faith too credulous With folly and false hope deluding vs. Ch. Marlowe Loue is not full of mercy as men say But deafe and cruell where he meanes to pray Idem Loue paints his longings in sweet virgins eyes G. Chapman Loue gainsaid growes madder then before Th. Watson Loue findeth meane but hatred knowes no measure Ed. Spencer As Bacchus opes dissembled harts So loue sets out our better parts M. Roydon As loue hath wreathes his pretie eyes to seare So louers must keep secret what they feare D. Lodge Loue keeps his reuels where there are but twaine W. Shakespeare As Iris coate in sundry taints doth showe So loue is clad in weale and strait in woe D. Lodge Loue can abide no law loue alwaies loues to be lawlesse Loue altereth nature rules reason mastereth Olympus Lawes edicts deerees contemnes Ioue mightily thundring Ioue that rules and raigns that with beck bendeth Olympus Loue caried Hyppolitus with briars thorns to be mangled For that he had the faire foule lusting Phedra refused Loue made Absyrtus with sisters hands to be murdred And in peeces torne and here and there to be scattered Loue forst Pasiphae mans company long to be loathing And for a while bulls flesh bulls company long to be taking Loue and luring lookes of louely Polixena caused Greekish Achilles death when he came to the church to be wedded Loue made Alcides that most inuincible Heros Maister of all monsters at length to be whipt of a monster Loue drownd Leander swimming to the beautifull Heâ—o Vnto the towne Cestos from towne of cursed Abydos Loue made Ioue that 's ruler of earth and ruler of heauen Like to a silly shepheard and like to the fruitfull Echidua Like to a fish to a swan a spawne to a bull to an eagle Sometimes Amphitrio sometimes Dictinua resembling Ab. Fraunce Trifling attempts no serious acts aduance The fier of loue is blowne by dalliance G. Chapman Where there growes a sympathy of harts Each passion in the one the other paineth And by euen carryage of the outward parts Wherein the actuall worke of loue remaineth The inward griefes mislikes and ioyes are taught And euery signe bewraies a secret thought D. Lodge Loue deeply grounded hardly is dissembled Ch. Marlowe O bold beleeuing loue how hote it
is into water cast One circle doth an other circle make Till the last circle touch the banke at last Idem Remēbrance is the life of grief his graue forgetfulnes Ed. Fairfax Remembrance fresh makes weakened sorrows strong Idem Mischiefe The cause once gone th'ffects thereof surcease And mischiefes being preuented whil'st they are yong Cannot braunch forth themselues to do that hurt That time their natures and bad men would worke Ch. Middleton A Mischife seene may easily be preuented But being hapt not helpt yet still lamented M. Drayton Faire goodnesse is foule ill if mischiefes wit Be not represt from leaud corrupting it Idem Mischiefe is oft made good by speeding well S. Daniell Mercie Some Clarkes do doubt in their deuisefull art Whether this heauenly thing whereof I treat To weeten Mercie be of Iustice part Or drawne forth from her by diuine extreat This well I wot that sure she as great And meriteth to haue so hie a place She first was bred and borne of heauenly race From thence powr'd downe of men by influence of grace Ed. Spencer O who shall shew the countenance and gestures Of Mercie and iustice which faire sacred sisters With equall poize do euer ballance euen Th'vnchaunging proiects of the King of heauen Th' one sterne of looke th' other mild aspecting The'one pleasd with teares th' other bloud affecting Th' one beares the sword of vengeance vnrelenting Th' other brings pardon for the true repenting I. Syluicter Still as rage kindleth the fire of wrath Mercie to quench it store of water hath S. I. Harrington This noble vertue and diuine Doth chiefly make a man so rare and od As in that one he most resembleth God Idem Then come we nearest to the Gods on hie When we are farthest from extremitie Giuing forth sentence of our Lawes with Mercie Tho. Achely Mercie may mend whom malice made offend Death giues no thankes but checks authoritie So Rulers mildnesse subiects loue do nourish S. Daniell Soft pittie enters at an Iron gate VV. Sh. Mercie but murders pardoning those that kill Idem Pittie drawes loue bloud-shed as natures griefe Compassion followeth the vnfortunate S. D. VVhen pittie runneth afore loue alwaies followeth after A. Fraunce As it is greater praise to saue then spill So better to reforme then to cut off the ill Ed. Spencer How deare is mercie hauing power and will When pittie helpes where equitie doth kill M. Drayton Minde The Minde hath in it selfe a deitie And in the stretching circle of her eie All things are compast all things present still Will fram'd to power doth make vs what we will G. Chapman It is the minde that maketh good or ill That makes a wretch or happie rich or poore For some that haue a boundance at their will Haue not inough but want in greatest store An other that hath little askes no more But in that little is both rich and wise Ed. Spencer The Minde is free what ere afflict the man A King 's a King do fortune what she can M. Drayton The Minde times enemie obliuions foe Disposer true of each note worthy thing Ed. Fairfax Our mindes discerne where eies could neuer see M. Draiton That Minde most is bewtifull and hie And nearest comes to a diuinitie That farthest is from spots of earthes delight Pleasures that loose their substance with their sight Such one Saturnius rauisheth to loue And fills the cup of all content to Ioue G. Chapman The setled mind is free from fortunes power They need not feare who looke not vp aloft But they that are too carefull euery hower For when they fall they light not very soft M. of M. What plague is greater then the griefe of minde The griefe of mind that eates in euery vaine In euery vaine that leaues such clods behinde Such clods behind as breed such bitter paine So bitter paine that none shall euer finde What plague is greater then the griefe of minde E. of Ox. Ill mind to mind so much of others ill As to become vnmindfull of his owne Ed. Spencer Into our minds let vs a little fall And we shall finde more spots then leopards haue S. Phil. Sidner O vanitie of mans vnstable minde Puft vp with euery blast of friendly winde Ed. Fairfax In base minds no friendship dwels nor emnitie Ed. Spencer Oft times we see that sorrowes of the minde Finde remedie vnsought which seeking cannot finde Ed. Spencer Weak body wel is chang'd for minds redoubled force Idem So moue our minds as motions moue the aire M. of M. Nor is it his our minds that make our natiue homes our graue As we to ours others to theirs like parciall fancie haue Transmut we but our minds and then all one an alien is As if a natiue once resolu'd makes euery country his VV. Warner Monarchs Augustus quailing Anthony was Emperour alone In whose vnfoed Monarchy our common health was knowne W. Warner A mighty monarch must whilest greening youth doth flowe Make one or two or three proofes of his peerles power For valour is the gate of honour beautified The first staire step it is wherby good hap doth guide Our feete to glories mount and nothing hartens so The men of armes to fight as valiant prince we know But afterward he must with wary wisedome warre More often with his wit then with his weapon farre And feeding so his spirit with sweet sharpe easie paine Not keep a souldiers place but captains roome retaine I. Syluester Mildnesse fitteth maiestie hie minds are disalowed VV. Warner No man from the Monarch loue by wealth or weapon flies Idem Mildnesse would better suite with maiestie Then rash reuenge and rough seueritie M. Dray Murder Black hell-bred humor of fier-venging sin By whose inticements murders we commit The end vnthought of rashly we begin Letting our passion ouerwhelme our wit Who may and will not murder in truth committeth S. Phil. Sidney Vnpunisht scapes from hainous crime some one But vnreueng'd in mind and body none Idem The cruell man a cruell death shall tast And blood with blood be venged at the last I. Syl. Those that in blood such violent pleasure haue Seldome descend but bleeding to their graue B. Iohnson Vengeance on minde the fretting furies take The sinfull corps like earth-quake agues shake Their frowning lookes their troubled minds bewray In hast they run and midst their race they stay As gidded Doe amidst their speech they whist At meate they muse no where they may persist But some feare netleth them aye hang they so So neuer wants the wicked murderer woe M. of M. Muses Imps of K. Ioue and Queene remembrance loe The Sisters nine the Poets pleasant pheers Calliope doth stately style bestowe And worthy praises paints of princely peers Clio in sullen songs reneweth all day With present yeares conioyning age by past Delightfull talke loues comicall Thalia In fresh green youth who doth lawrell tast With voyces tragicall sounds Melpomen And as with chaines th' allured eares she binds Her
discoursing to and fro Anticipating and comparing things She doth all vniuersall natures know And all effects into their causes bring Our witte is giuen Almightie God to know Our will is giuen to loue him being knowne But God could not bee knowne to vs below But by his works which through the sence are knowne I. Dauis Wit is the mindes cheefe iudge which doth controle Of fancies Court the iudgements false and vaine Will holdes the royall scepter in the soule And on the passions of the heart doth raigne Idem Emulation the proud nurse of witte S. D. Wit and learning are two Angelles wings By which meane men soare vp to mightie things Ch. Middl. Wit is with boldnesse prompt with terror daunted And grace is sooner got of dames then graunted Ed. Spencer Some loose their wit with loue some with ambition Some running to the sea great wealth to get Some following Lords and men of high condition Some in fayre iewelles rich and costly set One hath desire to prooue a rare magician Others with Poetrie their witte forget Another thinkes to bee an Alchimist Till all hee spent and hee his number mist S. I. H. Mans wit is monstrous when the same from vertue doth decline W. Warner Mans witte doth build for time but to deuoure But Vertue 's free from time and fortunes power M. Dr. The wit not hurt because not vsed more Growes dull and farre lesse toward then before Wits ambition longeth to the best For it desires in endlesse blisse to dwell I. Dauis Best loues are lost for wit when men blame fortune G. Chapman Carelesse wit is wanton bewties page D. Lodge The finest wittes are soonest snarde with loue Th. Achellye A setled braine is worth a world of witte Th. Storer Wits want makes men desirous to seeme wise Woe Woe all in blacke within her hands did beare The fatall torches of a funerall Her cheekes were wet dispersed was her hayre Her voyce was shrill yet lothsome therewithal D. Lodge Short time seemes long in sorrowes sharp sustaining Though woe bee heauie yet it seldome sleepes And they that watch see time how slow it creepes W. Shakespeare Fellowship in woe doth woe asswage As palmers that make short their pilgrimage Idem T is double death to drowne in ken of shore He ten times pines that pines behoulding food To see the salue doth make the wound ake more Great griefes greeue most at that would doe it good Deere woes rowle forwarde like a gentle flood Who being stopt the bounden bankes ore flowes Greefe dallied with nor law nor limmit knowes Idem Distresse likes dumps when time is kept with teares Idem For stronger woe we hardly long may wrest The depth of griefe with words is sounded least M. Dra. The Painter VVho thought his colours pale could not declare The speciall woe King Agamemnon bare When sacrificed was his onely rage With bend of blacke he bound the fathers face Th. Hudson Words Words Windie atturnies of our clyent woes Ayery succeeders of intestate ioyes Poore breathing Orators of miseries Let them haue scope though what it doth impart Helpe not at all yet doth it ease the heart VV. Sh. Words are the tennants of an itching toy D. Lodge Allusion of words is no sure ground For one thereon a steddie worke to found One word of woe another after traineth S Ph. Sydney Few words shall fit the trespasse best Where no excuse can giue the fault amending W. Sh. Deepe sounds make better noyse then shallow fords And sorrow ebbes being blown with wind of words W. Sh. Words are but winde why cost they then so much The giltie kicke when they too smartly toâ—ch Idem Forth irreturnable flies the spoken word Bee it in scoffe in earnest or in bourd VVithout returne and vnreceiu'd it hangs And at the takers mercie or rigor stands Which if hee sowrely wrest with wrathfull cheare The shiuering word turnes to the hearers feare If friendly courtesie doe the word expound To th'speakers comfort quickly it doth redound Idem Smoothe words dissolue hard stones faire words inforce Pittie in flintie hearts Ch. Middl. Through the world if it were sought Faire words enow a man should finde They bee good cheape they cost right nought Their substance is but onely winde But well to say and so to meane That sweete accord is seldome seene S. Th. W. Words well plac't moue things were neuer thought G. Chapman Euen as the vapour which the fire repelles Turnes not to earth but in mid-ayre dwelles Where while it hangs if Boreas frostie flawes With rigor rattle it not to raine it thawes But thunder lightning ratling hayle or snow Sends downe to earth whence first it rose below But if faire Phebus with his countenance sweete Resolue it downe the dew or Manna sleete The Manna dew that in the Esterne lands Excelles the labour of the Bees small hands Else for her Memnon gray Auroraes teares On the earth it stilleth the partner of her feares Or sendeth sweet showres to glad their mother earth Whence first they tooke their first in constant birth To those great greefes ill taken words do grow Of words well taken such delights do flow M. of M. Men do foulest when they finest speake S. Daniell They wash a Moore they striue to drie the seas And plaine proude Atlas that intend to please By filthy woords by rayling and detraction Proper to Momus and his hatefull faction For when they thinke they haue deserued most Alas sayth wisedome all the toyle is lost D. Lodge Few words well coucht doe most content the wise R. Greene. Rash words flow from an vnaduised mind Who once hath past the boundes of honestie In earnest deedes may passe it well in words G. G. Haue care to whom of whom and what to speake though speech be true That misse made Phoebus contrarie his raueÌ„s swan-like hue W. W. If so the crow would feast him without prate More meate hee should receiue lesse brawle and hate A foole hee is that comes to preach and prate When men with swords their right wrong debate Words well disposed Haue secret power t' appease inflamed rage Ed. Sp. Women Women bee Framde with the same parts of the mind as we Nay nature triumpht in their beauties birth And women made the glorie of the earth The life of bewtie in whose supple breasts And in her fairest lodging vertue rests VVhose towring thoughts attended with remorse Do make their fairenesse be of greater force I. Weeuer What art so deepe what science is so hie Vnto the which women haue not attain'd Who list in stories old to looke may trie And find my speech herein nor false nor fain'd And though of late they seeme not to come nie The praise their sex in former times haue gain'd Doubtlesse the fault is either in back-biters Or want of skill or iudgement in their writers Idem Among the many rare and speciall gifts That in the female sexe are found to sitte This one is chiefe that
West Orion lift aloft His stately crest and smilde vpon the twins And Cynthia seemely bright whose eye full oft Had watcht her loue with radiant light begins To pierce the vaile of silence with her beames Sporting with wanton cleere in Ocean streames VVhen little winds in beating of their wings Did woe the eyes to leaue their constant walke And all was husht saue Zephirus that sings With louely breathings for the sea nymphs sake My wrathfull greefes perplexe my mind so sore That forth I walkt my sorrowes to deplore D. Lodge Poeticall Descriptions Of Theologie In chariot framed of celestiall mould And simple purenesse of the purest skie A more then heauenly nymph I did behold Who glauncing on mee with her gracious eye So gaue mee leaue her beautie to espie For sure no sence such sight can comprehend Except her beames theyr fayre reflection lend Her beautie with eternitie beganne And onely vnto God was euer seene When Eden was possest with sinfull man She came to him and gladly would haue beene The long succeedings worlds eternall Queene But they refused her O hainous deede And from that garden banisht was that seede Since when at sundrie times and sundry wayes Atheisme and blinded ignorance conspire How to obscure those holy burning rayes And quench that zeale of heart-inflaming fire As makes our soules to heauenly things aspire But all in vaine for maugre all their might She neuer lost one sparkle of her light Pearles may bee foyld and gold bee turn'd to drosse The sunne obscur'd the moone bee turn'd to bloud The world may sorrow for Astreas losse The heauens darkened like a duskie wood Wast deserts lie where watrie fountaines stood But fayre Theologie for so shee hight Shall neuer loose one sparkle of her light Such one she was as in his Hebrew song The wisest king for fairest creature prooues Embracing her the Cedar trees among Comparing her to roses and to Doues Preferring her before all other loues Such one she was and euerie whit as fayre Besides these two was neuer such a payre T. Storer Astrologie Her hand-maides in Amazon-like attire Went chaste and modest like Dianaes traine One by her gazing lookes seemes to aspire Beyond the Moone and in a high disdaine To deeme the world and worldly treasures vaine She hight Astrologie on whose bright lawne Spheres Astrolabes and skilfull globes are drawn Retoricke The next fayre smiling with a pleasing cheeke Had power to rauish and inchaunt mens eares Hight Rhetorick whose shadowed vaile showen cleere With siluer tongues and ouer it she weares A wimpled scarfe bedewd with hearers teares Whose captiue hearts she should detaine long while With pleasance of her vnaffected stile Of Logicke The third a quicke-eyde dame of piercing sight That reasons worth in equall ballance wayed The truth shee lou'd aboue all earthly wight Yet could not tell her loue but what shee sayd Was certaine true and shee a perfect maide Her garments short tuckt vp to earth preparde And shee calld Logicke without welt or gard Th. Storer Arith. Musicke Geometrie Next these whose outward lookes I knew aright And had some portion of their endlesse treasure Fayre Algebra with fingers richly dight Sweete Musicke founder of delightsome pleasure Earth-scanning nymph directresse of all measure These humbly did her soueraigne highnes greet And meekely layd their garlands at her feete From euerie one shee pluckt a speciall flower And layd each flower vpon a seuerall part Then from her one a stemme of wondrous power Whose leaues were beames whose stalke a fiery dart And that she layd vpon my trembling heart These were the buds of art this plant of blisse This gaue them life they yeelded grace to this Th. Storer Of Battaile Two greater kings were neuer seene before Then camped was in Ragan field at morne With haughtie hearts enarmed all on ire Each souldiour set another so on fire Thar scarcely they could keepe them in their bounde Till pipe or Cymball or the Trumpet sound Denounce the chocke but with their furious faces They threate their foes with fell menaces And stroks at hand two thousand lads forlorne To blunt the sword were downe in battaile borne Vpon their flames flew feruently their stones That bet theyr bucklers to their brused bones The Squadron then steps sternely to the stroke With hearts inhumane all the battaile yoakes And are supplyde with many mightie bands Some counters them and sternely them withstands With foote to foote each other ouerpries Both Medes and Caldes claspe with gastly cryes Like Nylus streames that from the rocke do rumble 〈◊〉 Encelade when he in tombe doth tumble Tho. Hudsâ—â— Of a kisse Best charge and brauest retrait in Cupids fight A double key which opens to the heart Most rich when most his riches it impart Neast of yong ioyes schoole-master of deâ—ight Teaching the meane at once to take and giue The friendly stay where blows both wound heale The pettie death where each in other liue Poore hopes first wealth hostage of promise weake Breakefast of loue S. Ph. Sydney Of People People lesse setled then the slâ—ding sand â—ore mutable then Proteus or the Moone Tâ—â—nd and â—eâ—urnd in turning of a hand â—â—â—e Euâ—â—pusâ—bâ—e flowing euery noone Thou thousand headed headlesse monster most Of slâ—ine like Antheus and as oft new rising Who hard as steele as light as wingd art tost Camelion like each obâ—ects colour prising I. Syluester Disdaine A sturdie villaine stirring strife and bold As though the highest God defie he would In his right hand an iron clubbe hee held But hee himselfe was all of golden mould Yet had both life and sence and well could weilde That cursed weapon when his cruell foes he queld Dâ—sdaine he called was and did disdaine So to be calde and who so him did call Ed. Spencer Of the same Loe a knight vnto his socour went All arm'd in shining steele and on his shield He bare a yoake in sundrie peeces rent And flames of fire all in a yellow field So weaponed he was as if hee ment To make all that incountred him to yeeld A sword and speare hee had and to the same A mace from whence he threw continuall flame His mace was storde with euerlasting fire That euer burned and did neuer waste No other wagon needed one desire To make good way which way soere he past And sure Rinaldoes danger did require Quicke remedie wherefore the knight did haste And when hee saw this monster and did vew her VVith his stiffe speare forth with hee ouerthrew her But this same fall did her no whit annoy Wherefore to vse his speare he now misliketh Onely hee will his fierie face imploy And with thar same the monster foule hee striketh Then shee no longer could her force inioy S. I. H. Of Dearth Dearth the liuely forme of death Still yawning wide with lothsome stinking breath VVith hollow eyes with meger cheekes and chinne VVith sharpe leane bones piercing her sable skinne Her emptie bowels may bee plainely spide
blind God whose force can no man shunne Sits in her eyes and thence his darts doth fling Bathing his wings in her bright christal streames And sunning them in her rare beauties beames In these he heads his golden-headed dart In those he cooleth it and tempereth so He leuels thence at good Obertos hart And to the head he drawes it in his bow S. I. Harr. Olympias beauty was so rare As well might moue a man the same to note Her hayre her cheekes her eyes most amorous are Her nose her mouth her shoulders and her throat As for her other parts that then were bare Which she was wont to couer with her coate Were made in such a mould as might haue moued The chast Hippolitus her to haue loued A man would thinke them framd by Phidias arts Theyr colour and proportion good was such And vnto them her shamefastnes imparts A greater grace to that before was much I cease to praise those other secret parts Nothing so fit to talke of as to touch In generall all was as white as milk As smooth as Iuory and as soft as silke Had shee in vally of Idea beene vvhen Pastor Paris hap did so befall To be a Iudge three goddesses betweene She should haue got and they forgone the ball Had she but once of him beene naked seene For Helena he had not card at all Nor broke the bonds of sacred hospitalitie That bred his country wars and great mortalitie Had she but then been in Crotona towne When Zeuxis for the Goddesse Iunos sake To paint a picture of most rare renowne Did many of the fayrest damsels make To stand before him bare from foote to crowne A patterne of theyr perfect parts to take No doubt he would haue all the rest refused And her alone in sted of all haue chused S. I. Harr. Faire is my loue for Aprill in her face Her louely breasts September claimes his part And lordly Iuly in her eyes hath place But cold December dwelleth in her hart Blest be the months that sets my hart on fire Accurst that month that hindreth my desire Like Phaebus fire so sparkles both her eyes As ayre perfum'd with Amber is her breath Like swelling waues her louely teates doe rise As earth her hart cold dateth me to death In pompe sits mercy seated in her face Loue twixt her breasts his trophies doth imprint Her eyes shines fauour curtesie and grace But touch her hart oh that is made of flint R. Greene. Her hayre not trust but scattered on her brow Surpassing Hyblaes honney for the view Or softened golden wyers Within these snares first was my hart intrapped Till through those golden shrouds mine eye did see An Iuory shadowed front wherein was wrapped Those prety bowers where graces couched be Next which her cheekes appeard like Crimson silke Or ruddy rose bespred in whitest milke Twixt which the nose in louely tenor bends Two traces prety for a louers view Next which her lips like violets commends By true proportion that which doth ensue Which when they smile present vnto the eyes The Oceans pride and Iuory paradize Her pollisht necke of milke where snows doe shine As when the Moone in winter night beholds them Her breast of Alablaster cleere and fine vvhereon two rising apples fayre vnfold them Like Cynthias face when in her full she shineth And blushing to her loue-mates bower declineth From whence in length her armes doe sweetly spread Like two rare branchie Saples in the spring Yeelding fiue louely sprigs from euery head Proportioned alike in euery thing which featly sprout in length like spring borne friends vvhose prety tops with fiue sweet roses ends But why alas should I that marble hide That doth adorne that one and other flanck From whence a mount of quickned snow doth glide Or else the vaile that bounds this milk-white banke vvhere Venus and her sisters hide the fount vvhose louely Nectar doth all sweetes surmount D. Lodge Whilst thus she meant vnseene away to slide Her pearles and iewels causde her to be spide The muske and ciuet amber as she past Long after her a sweet perfume did cast A Carbuncle on her christall brow she pight vvhose fierie gleames expeld the shady night Vpon her head a siluer crispe she pind Loose wauing on her shoulders with the wind Gold band her golden hayre her Iuory neck The Rubies rich and Saphires blew did deck And at her eare a pearle of greater valew There hung then that the Egyptian Queene did swallow And through her coller showd her snowy brest Her vtmost robe was colour blew celest Benetted all with twist of perfect gold Beseeming well her comly corps t' enfold What els she ware might wel be seene vpon That Queene who built the towers of Babylon Her wauering hayre disparpling flew apart In seemely shed the rest with recklesse art vvith many a curling ring decord her face And gaue her ghastly browes a greater grace Two bending bowes of Eben coupled right Two lucent starres that were of heauenly light Two ietty sparks where Cupid chastly hides His subtile shafts that from his quiuer glides Tweene those two sunnes and front of equall size A comly figure formally did rise vvhich draught vnleuell to her lip descend vvhere Momus selfe could nothing discommend Her pittid cheekes appeard to bee depaint vvith mixed rose and lillies sweet and saint Her dulcet mouth with precious breath repleat Exceld the Saben Queene in sauour sweet Her corrall lips discouered as it were Two ranks of orient pearles with smyling cheere Her Iuory necke and breast of Alablaster Made heathen men of her more Idolastre Vpon her hand no wrinckled knot was seene But as each nayle of Mother of pearle had beene In short this Iudith was so passing faire As if the learned Zeuxis had beene there And seene this dame when he with pensill drew The Croton dames to forme the picture true Of her for whom both Greece and Asia fought This onely patterne chiefe he would haue sought Tho. Hudson Her words were like a streame of honny fleeting The which doth softly trickle from the hiue Able to melt the hearers hart vnweeting And eke to make the dead againe to liue Her deedes were like great clusters of ripe grapes Which loade the bunches of the fruitfull Vine Offering to fall into each mouth that gapes And fill the same with store of timely wine Her breast two hills ore-spread with purest snow Sweet smooth and supple soft and gently swelling Betweene them lyes a milkie dale below vvhere loue youth gladnes whitenes make their dwelling Her enuious vesture greedy sight expelling So was the wanton clad as if thus much Should please the eye the rest vnseene they touch As when the sunne-beames diue through Tagus waue To spy the store-house of his springing gold Loue persing thought so through her mantle draue And in their gentle bosome wandred bold It viewd the wondrous beautie Virgins haue And all to finde desire with vantage bold Alas what
hope is left to quench this fire That kindled is by sight blowne by desire D. Lodge Fayrer then was the Nymph of Mercurie Who when bright Phaebus mounteth vp his coach And tracks Aurora in her siluer steps And sprinckling from the folding of her lap White Lillies Roses and sweet Violets R. Greene. Her Angels face As the great eye of heauen shined bright And made a sunshine in the shady place Did neuer mortall eye behold such heauenly grace Edm. Spencer Not that night-wandring pale and watry starre vvhen yawning dragons draw her thirsting carre From Latmus mount vp to the gloomie skie vvhere crownd with blazing light and maiestie She proudly sits more ouer-rules the flood Then she the harts of those that neere her stood Ch. Marlow O Daphne is more fayre Then Angels swimming in the fluxiuyce ayre Could Loues rich bed-chamber her two bright eyes Lodge but two guests at once Beautie and Mercy Beauty lyes alwayes there did Mercy too Phaebus were then Daphne should be Transformd into a stately dignitie Th. Dekkar Her stature comly tall her gate well graced and her wit To maruaile at not medle with as matchlesse I omit A globe-like head a gold-like haire a forhead smooth hieâ— An euen nose on eyther side stoode out a grayish eye Two rosie cheeks round ruddy lips white iust set teeth within A mouth in mean vnderdeath a round dimpled chin Her snowish neck with blewish vaines stood bolt vpright vpon Her portly shoulders beating balls her vained brests anon Ad more to beauty wand-like was her middle falling still And rising whereas women rise imagine nothing ill And more her long limber arms had white and azurd wrist And slender fingers answer to her smooth lilly fists A leg in print a prety foote coniecture of the rest For amorous eyes obseruing forme think parts obscured best W. Warner See where she issues in her beauties pompe As Flora to salute the morning sunne vvho when she shakes her tresses in the ayre Raines on the earth dissolued pearle in showres vvhich with his beames the sunne exhales to heauen She holdes the spring and sommer in her armes And euery plant puts on his freshest robes To dannce attendance on her princely steps Springing and fading as she comes and goes G. Chapman Her hayre was loose bout her shoulders hung Vpon her browes did Venus naked lye And in her eyes did all the Graces swim Her cheekes that showd the temper of the mind Were beauties mornings where she euer rose Her lyps were loues rich altars where she makes Her hart a neuer-ceasing sacrifice Her teeth stoode like a ranke of Dians maydes vvhen naked in a secrete bower they bathe Her long round necke was Cupids quiuer calld And her sweet words that flew from her his shafts Her soft round brests were his sole trauaild Alpes vvhere snow that thawed with sunne did euer lye Her fingers bounds to her rich deitie Idem â—n Paradise of late a Dame begun To peepe out of her bed with such a grace As matcht the rising of the morning sunne â—vith drops of honney falling from her face Brighter then Phaebus fierie-pointed beames Or ycie crust of christall frozen streames Her hayre like Amber twisted vp in gold Passing the pride or riches of the East With curious knots were into trammels rould As snary nettings for a wandring guest The feathers deckt her with a quaint disdaine Like Iunos byrd in pompe of spotted traine Her shining forhead doth suppresse the starres New lightning sparkles from her louely cheekes Her percing sight the stroake of beauties warres Wherewith the conquest of the world she seekes Braue be the darts that from her eyes she throwes When Cupid lurkes betweene her louely browes Arabian odours breathe out of her talke Which she betweene the pearle and Ruby breaketh So smooth a compasse hath her tongue to walke As makes both heauen earth blush wheÌ„ she speaketh No singing bird in all the ayre but doates And lay theyr eares attentiue to her notes Her necke her shoulders and her breasts were bare Diana-like aboue the water smiling No snow Iuory or Alablaster there No statue of white Marble me beguiling But the sweet season of the yeere I found When Lillies peepe out of the grassie ground Her other parts vnto my view denide Much like the lampe that burnt at Psyches bed Made such a fire into my hart to glide That loue awaked and my body bled O had she not so great a force to please Desire had slept and I had liu'd at ease S. G. Astronomers the heauens doe deuide Into eyght houses where the Gods remaine All which in thy perfections doe abide For in thy feete the Queene of silence raignes About thy wast Ioues messenger doth dwell Inchaunting me as I thereat admire And on thy duggs the Queene of loue doth tell Her godheads power in scroules of my desire Thy beautie is the worlds eternall sunne Thy fauours force a cowards hart to darres And in thy hayres Ioue and his riches wonne Thy frownes hold Saturne thine eyes the fixed starres H. C. What length of verse braue Mopsus good to show â—hose vertues strange beauties such as no man may them know Thus shrewdly burdned theÌ„ how can my Muse escape The gods must help precious things must serue to show her shape Like great god Saturne faire like faire Venus chast As smooth as Pan as Iuno mild like goddesse Iris gracst With Cupid she foresees and goes Gods Vulcans pace And for a tast of all these gifts she steales god Momus grace Her forhead Iacinth like her cheekes of opall hue Her twinckling eyes bedeckt with pearle her lyps as Saphires blew Her haire like crapal stone her mouth ô heauenly wide Her skin like burnisht gold her hands like siluer-ore vntride As for her parts vnknowne which hidden sure are best Happy be they which wil beleeue and neuer seeke the rest S. Phil. Sidney O words which fall like Sommer dew on me O breath more sweet then is the growing beane O tongue in which all honnied licours be O voyce that doth the Thrush in shrilnes staine Gay haire more gay then straw when haruest lies Lips red and plum as cherries ruddy side Eyes fayre and great like fayre great Oxes eyes O breasts in which two white sheepe swell in pride But thou white skin as white as curds well prest So smooth as Sleeke-stone like it smooths each part And thou deere flesh as soft as wooll new drest And yet as hard as Brawne made hard by art S. Phil. Sidney Poeticall comparisons Beautie As that fayre starre the messenger of morne His dewy face out of the sea doth reare Or as the Ciprian Goddesse newly borne Of the Oceans fruitfull froth did first appeare Such seemed they and so theyr yellow haire Christalline humour dropped downe apace Edm. Spencer As when faire Cinthia in a darksome night Is in a noyous clowde enuoloped vvhere she may finde the substance thin