of those vertues and faculties in him which the Philosophers call intellectuall the capacity of his mind comprehending so many and so great notions the faithfulsness of his memory the swiftness of his apprehension the penetratiâ—n of hiâ— judgement the order and facility of his Elocâ—tion c. Bacon He derived many streams from Sidney's great River into hiâ— own Chanels His Countenance which by nature had no vulgar Air in it grown lean by affliction expressed in a pale disagreement of colours that the harmony of his individuum began its dissolution from the head Nature NAture is that Spirit or Divine Reason which is the efficient cause of natural works c. You whom nature hath made to be the Load-star of comfort be not the rock of shipwrack The errors in his nature were excused by reason of the greenness of his youth Nature having done so much for him of nothing as that it made him Lord of something Nature is the mirror of Art They wrastled with the disadvantage of single nature and at last threw it into rule Then does Art appear perfect when she can scarce be distinguished from Nature it self and again nature is ever happy because she always carries a hidden Art in her own bosom Longinus Silence and Secresie SIlence is the fermentation of our thoughts Bacon Assuring you in the faith of a friend that you shall deposite it in the deepest and darkest deâ— of silence never to come to light It is hard to be silent c. since nature hath not made us like Crocodiles who are said to have eyes to weep and not a tongue to complain I hope I shall finde your ears faithful Treasurers I will cover it under the vail of silence Silence in bashful signs blush'd out a dumb reply till when I lock these projects in the closet of your secrecy There followed so deep and unbroken a silence that midnight seem'd thunder it compa'rd to it Similitudes see Comparisons page 58. Sorrow SOrrow is a grief or heaviness for things which are done and past it is tâ—e â—â—ly friend to solitariness enemy to company and heir to desperation Though his attached tongue could pay no tribute to his dumb sorrow yet did his silent woes shew his speaking grief O happy Portia they dead sad woes are all buried in my long liv'd griefs and Hecuba's tears are all drowned in the sea of my sorrow Lymbecks were her eyes of tears a furnace was her breast of scalding sighes a constant feaver surpriz'd her joynts yet with this did her sweet condition enforce a smile and with this mixed with a pearly tear did she beg this boon of c. Holy Court Whereat the yce of his heart dissolved and began already to evaporate through his eyes He endeavored to speak but the more he strove the more the sobs choaked up his words Assaulted with a furious squadron of remediless dolours Drenched in a Sea of Sorrow Love jealousie anger and sorrow divided his heart and drew strange sighes from him He bare the image of his sorrow in his dejected countenance He knew not how to answer her but with the moist dew of his eyes which began to do the office of his lips Shâ— made the apple of her weeping eyes speak to him in continual prayers after the Flood of her tears was grown to an ebb After she had bathed the beauty of her eyes in the sorrow of her tears My grief was at the highest before and now like swelling Nilus it disdaineth bounds That washing anew her face in the balmy drops of her love-distilling tears she began He banished both sleep and food as enemies to his mourning which passion perswaded him was reasonable He opened his mouth as a Floodgate for sorrow I had in the furnace of my agonies this refreshing The breath almost formed into words was again stopt by her and turned into sighes Let the tribute-offer of my tears procure It deserves of me a further degree of sorrow then tears Finding by the pittiful oration of a languishing behaviour and the easily deciphered-Character of a sorrowful face that With a demeanor where in the book of beauty there was nothing to be read but sorrow for kindeness was blotted out and anger was never there Suffer not the weakness of sorrow to conquer the strength of your vertues His soul drinking up woe with great draughts Her tears were like when a few April drops are scattered by a gentle Zephirus among fine coloured flowers She painted out the lightsome colours of affection shaded vvith the deepest shadows of sorrow Suffering her sorrow to melt it self into an abundance of tears and giving grief a free dominion At length letting her tongue go as dolourous thoughts guided it she thus with lamentable demeanor spake Wilt thou give my sorrows no truce Tears and sighes interrupt my speech and force me to give my self over to private sorrow Though â—y memory be a continued Record of much sorrow yet among the many stories grief hate engraven in me there is none to be compared with tâ—e disaster of This said she wept the rest But he not daunted at that majesty of sorrow that sate inthron'd in Crystal nor at her vvords that would â—â—arm â—â—e most inhumane but rather vvhet then â—efin'd in passion unloads his lust Her She in whom sorrow had swell'd it self so high that rather then break out it threatned to break her heart Appearing in his countenance a doleful Copy of what he would relate Able to make an Adamant turn Niobe When I am bâ—reft of thee in whom all my joys are so wealthily summ'd up that thy loss will make my life my greatest curse then will I dye in honor and think it fitter for my fame then linger out my life in sorrow Her She was Empress of a minde unconquered of sin or sorrovv It is not the tears of our eyes only but of our friends also that do exhaust the current of our sorrows which falling into many streams run more peaceably and are contented with a narrower channel She melts her heart in a sacred Limbeck of love and distills it out by her eyes They resented his loss with as many griefs as his desert and their good nature could produce in them Arc. To give over sorrovv I must of necessity give over remembring you and that can I not but vvith my life To see her countenance through which there shin'd a lovely majesty even to the captivating of admiring souls novv altered to a frightful paleness and the terrors of a gastly look Feltham These are calamities vvhich challenge the tribute of a bleeding eye Tell him I do invvardly dissolve into a devv of bleeding passion for his loss and vvould to re-invest blest quiet iâ— his heart act o're the scene of dangers I have pass'd since I knevv earliest manhood Arg. and Parth. I am past the thought of grief for this sad fact and am griefs individual substance She poured her self into tears without comfort as her
almost incurable A talkative fellow is the unbrac'd drum which beats a wise man out of his wits Love LOve in the interpretation of the envious is sofâ—ness in the wicked good men suspect it for lust and in the good some spiritual men have given it the name oâ— Charity And these are but terms to this which seems a more considerate defâ—nition That indefinite Love is Lust and Lust when it is determinâ—d to one is Love This definition â—oo does but intrude it self on what I was about to say which is and spoken with soberness though like a Lay-man that Love is the most acceptable imposition of nature the cause and preservation of life and the very healthfulness of the minde as well as of the body But Lust our raging feaver is more dangerous in Cities then the Calenture in ships Sir William Davenant in his Preface to Gondibert Love in the most obnoxious interpretation is natures preparative to her greatest works which is the making of life ibid. Love in humane nature is both the source and center of all passionâ— for not only hope fâ—ar and joy but even anger and hatred rise first out of the spring of love Mr. Montagu To be in love is the most intensive appropriaâ—ion of all the powers of our minde to one design ibid. Sensual love is the most fatal plague among all passions It is not a simple malady but one composed of all the evils in the world it hath the shiverings and heats of Feavers the ach and prickings of the Meagrum the rage of Teeth the stupeâ—action of the Virâ—â—go the furies of Frenzie the black vapors of the Hypocondry the disturbances of the Waking the stupidities of the Lethargy the fits of the Falling-sickness the faintness of the Tysick the heavings of the passions of the heart the pangs of the Colick the infections of the Leprosie the venom of Vlcers the malignity of the Plague the putrifaction of the Gangrene and all which is hoâ—rible in nature Holy Court Love Care is thy Court Tyranny thy Raign Slaves thy Subjects Folly thy Attendance Lust thy Law Sin thy Service and Repentance thy Wages Fear breedeth Wit Anger is the cradle of courage Joy opens and enables the Heart Sorrow weakneth it but love is engendred betwixt lust and idleness his companions are unquietness longings fond comforts faint discomforts hopes jâ—alousies ungrounded rages causeless yieldings the highest end it aspires to is a little pleasure with much pain before and great repentance after At that time the flames of his chast love began to burn more forcible then ever He loved her with a love mingled with respect of merit and compassion of her persecuted innocency To love is natural not to love is monstrous H.C. Such was the unresistable force of his unlimitable affection that in spite of reason he was enforced to do homage unto passion Her love was a rich rock of defence against all Syrene songs It received such an impression of that wonderful passion which to be defined is impossible because no words reach to express the strange effects of it they only know it who inwardly feel it it is called Love He besought him not to make account of his speech which if it had been over passionate yet was it to be born withal because it proceeded out of an affection much more vehement Humanity enjoyns you to love me seeing I hold my life an easie sacrifice to enjoy you It is no pilgrimage to travel to your lips Worldly loves are the true Gardens of Adonis where wâ— can gather nothing but trivial flowers surrounded with many bryars Christian Diary A silent expression gives the pregnant'st testimony of a deep grounded affection where every look darts forth love Nothing shall have power to alien my love from you Let me draw from your look one blush of love or line of fancy Let me become an abject in the eyes of fame an object oâ— contempt to the world if my faithful devotion and observance supply not all my defects I am he who either you have great cause to love or no cause to hate She loved him as the pledge-bearer of her heart You towards whom I know not whether my love or admiration be greater Your affection hath got a Lordship in my thoughts Love to a yielding heart is a King but to a resisting is a Tyrant Sealing up all thoughts of love under the image of her memory The extream bent of my affection compells me to Love in the heart is an exhalation in a cloud it cannot continue idle there it daily forms a thousand imaginations and brings forth a thousand cares it findes out an infinity of inventions to advance the good of the beloved c. H.C. Death may end my life but not my love which as it is infinite must be immortal Him whose love went beyond the bounds of conceit much more of utterance that in her hands the ballance of his life or death did stand Such a love as mine wedded to vertue can never be so adulterated by any accident no nor yet ravish'd by passion as to bring forth a bastard disobedience whereof my very conscience not being able to accuse my thoughts I come to clear my self The proportion of my love is infinite So perfect a thing my love is to you as it suffers no question so it seems to receive injury by addition of any words unto it The more notable demonstrations you make of the love so far beyond my desert with which it pleaseth you to make me happy the more am I even in course of huâ—anity bâ—und to seek requitals witness Having embarked my careful love in the ship of my desire Good God! what sublimate is made in the lymbeck of Love His eyes were so eager in bâ—â—â—lding her that they were like those of the Bird that â—atches her eggs with her looks Stratonica He expected her at A. with so great impatience of love that he would have willingly hastned the course of the Sun to measure it by his affections He beholding her so accomplished easily felt the glances shot from her eyes were rays from her but arrows for his heart from whence he could receive nought but honorable wounds If you have as much confidence in me as I have love towards you Love is in effect a force pardon the exorbitancy of the word that is unresistable so strong a war is that which the appetite wageth against reason Then then in the pride of your perfections you paradized me in the heaven of your love The rare Idea that thus through the applause of mine eye hath bewitched my heart is the beautious image of your sweet self pardon me if I presume when the extremity of love pricks me forward Faults that grow by affection ought to be forgiven because they come of constraint Then Madam read with favor and censure with mercy Why should not that which is one rest in unity Bacon His bosom was the Cell wherein I hid my secrets
returned amply laden with victorious palms He went daily hunting after change in the infinity of forbidden loves I shalâ— offer my homage at your Altar Ponds that are seldom scoured will easily gather mud So Your heart is the Altar of love and seat of friendship Upon my Virgin heart I 'le build a flaming Altar to offer up a thankfull sacrifice for his return My heart shall know no other love but his Let Venus speed his plow He received it at her hands with more content then Paphos Queen did the golden fruit Let patience conduct thee out of this stormy sea into a more quiet Port. How canst thou be a stranger to my purposes that art the Treasurer of my secrets That I may disperse those terrifying clouds that threaâ—en shipwrack to my desires To â—east his eyes and to paradise his heart with the beloved sight of his all-admired and affected mistress His muddy-clouded affection eclipsed the Sun-shine of her far more glorious worth Casting his eye the Messenger of his heart upon Seest not thou these Trophies erected in his honor and his honour shining in these Trophies In vain it is to water the plant the root being perished or to I here vow repay to the debt of my error with the interest of all my endeavours I will not adventure my fortune upon the rock of this hazard My business Lady is your vvill my suit your service your service my chief desire and my desire your favourable contenance Your suit shall nâ—t be non suit They knit two hearts in one and parted one will in two and so departed During these Halcion dayes â—e â—ailed in a ship withâ—ut a stern Happy in my self because happy in you Sailing with as many contrary thoughts as Eâ—lus sent out winds upon the Trojan Flâ—et He saw the cloud a farre off before the storm fell She great with child with the expectation of her friends welfare longed to be delivered with the notice of his health I cannot use many words where every vvord wounds me with a new carefull conceit and every conceit kils me with a fearfull doubt He set up the main sail of his obscured glory in the wind of her mill Who smoothing the angry furrows of his discontment seemed She gave fire to his fancy What ominous cloud shadows the brightnesse of this second Sun that she appears not in her all-admired glory His wasted words died in their own sound and all his hopes were utterly shipwrack'd She gave fuell to his enraged will and blew the coals of his displeasure Her restraint is I fear like fire raked up in embers that covertly will kindle and openly burst forth into a flame He whose senses held now a Synod vvas driven to such an exigent that not knowing how to avoid the Check without a Mate vvas perforce forced to My Fortunes admit of no such Soveraignty Who swelling vvith irefull disdain like the disturbed Ocean breathed out direâ—ull rerenge He craved pardon till the infancy of his weak merit were grown stronger in better deserts That I vvrite to thee may be thy glory and that I love thee let it be thy happiness If thou wilt live like the King of Bees seek hâ—ny at my hive Drowning the late flowing streams of his gotten glory in the full Sea of his preterhand haps His unwished presence gave my tale a conclusion before it had a beginning I vvould her injury could blot out mine affection or mine affection could forget her injury Reverence and desire did so divide him that he did at one instant both blush and quake Unsealing his long silent lips Happy in wanting little because not desirous of much His countenance vvith silent eloquence desired it modestly Beyond the degree of ridiculous But I fear I have given your ears too great a surâ—et vvith the grosse discourse of that Restraint of liberty causeth more increase of that evill for vvhich they are so kept under then otherwise See vvhether a Dog grow not fiercer with tying There is nothing so certain as our continuall incertainty While there is hope left let not the weakness of sorrow make the strength of it languish More determinate to doe then skilfull how-to doe Under the leave of your better judgement I must say thus much About the time that Candles begin to inherit the Suns office Soâ—times he thought one thing sometimes another but the more he thought the more he knew not vvhat to think armies of objections rising against any accepted opinion Actions worthy to be registred in the Rolls of Fame Occasions try'd him and all occasions were but steps for him to climb fame by To loose the reins to his own motions My selfe am vvitnesse against my selfe of my own imperfections and therefore will not defend them in me To a heart fully resolute counsell is tedious but reprehension is loathsom And thus have you heard my Comedy acted by my self To you will I repair because as my fortune either ebbs or flows amends or impairs I may declare it unto you Time at one instant seeming both short and long short in the pleasingness in calling to mind long in the stay of his desires He talked with such vehemency of passion as though his heart would climb up into his mouth to take his tongues office Upon what Briers the Fruits he laboured for grew Idleness is an Ant-heap of sins But alas how can speech produce belief in him whom sight cannot perswade I refuse not to make my life a sacrifice to your wrath Exercise your indignation upon me If your occasions can make use of my best endeavours the employment shall be a favour The hast of the bearer admits no further liberty to proceed Your desire is with me an absolute command Thus far re hath your command and my duty led me There is no man can better witness it then my self whose experience is grounded upon triall I have left nothing unsaid which enquiry could make me know or your command required of my duty Give me leave to digress a little I offer my weak and imperfect lines at the Altar of your favour Rapt with the wonder of your vertues Under the shadow of your favour Silent admiration was the sole Orator of my affection How much those lines sweetned with your Character have transported me my endearest thoughts cannot impart unto you Be it your goodness to beleeve me I will sooner cease to live then Him who will hold himselfe unworthy of that life vvhich shall not be employed to serve you Your zeal to goodness assures me No line can limit my love no distance divide my heart she appeared an Adamant to my fancy As those easie errors which too deservingly bred your distaste may be redeemed by a fuller surplusage of content Be it your piety to have mercy Thou bringest hearbs to Jarak i. Coals to Newcastle Lines cannot blush so as modesty admits a freedom to my pen which would be taxed immodesty being delivered by the tongue She made