to attend it While th' Soule has not one vertue to defend it Pure is the Bodies shrine but filthie foule Is that same shrowd which doth enfold the soule This is the cause that makes me to deplore These times so ill that were so good before Where vertue raign'd and as a soueraignesse Made the Soule glorie in her happinesse Where pure Deuotion as an heauenly light Directed man to doe those things were right Where th' soule was precious held and whose chiefe care Was 'gainst the day of Vengeance to prepare Least vnprepar'd to answer for their sinne They knocke at gate but may not be let in Well did that holy Father thinke of this Which to obserue each of vs I could wish Who euery night before he went to bed To make this due account was ' customed Goe to my Soule vse not a slight delay But answer me What hast thou done to day What hast committed of those workes are ill Or what omitted that thou shoul'dst fulfill Whom hast thou wrong'd whom hast thou iniured Where be those hungry which thou shuld'st haue fed WhoÌ„ hast opprest wheâ—ce comes the orphanes tere The Widdows prayer Soule I must iudge thee here Least by deferring Iudgement to the last I pay more deare for th' Actions which be last Thrice happie soule that is so well prouided Before his soule from bodie be deuided With chearefull spirit may he hence depart With eyes erected and with light some heart With soule-renewing comforts and with peace With hope with health with Saints compleate encrease With zeale with ioy with hope of libertie To rest in him who ends our miserie O may we so liue in vnited loue That ones example may another moue So by Examples we at last shall come With ioy and triumph to the marriage-roome FINIS Of Securitie Si securus vres NO vice I thinke that euer was or is Endâ—gers th' soule of man so much as this Which that I may define it seemes to be The sleepe of sin or the soules Lethargie Sencelâ—eâ—â—e and carelesse of what ere befall Secure then when she should most of all Stand on her guard nor is she ' fraid a whit Of any harme till she encounter it This Vice consorts with such as loue to feede And cram themselues where she doth vse to breed These perturbations in the minde of Man Whence th' Source of our Corruption first began Lust ryot sloth contempt of Godlinesse Pride dissolution and forgetfulnesse Of what we are exposing O most fowle The glorious substance of an heauenly soule Vnto the basest seruitude that is To wit th' delights of Earthly vanities Yea I may say there is no Vice at all That makes th' Soules motion so vnnaturall Vnto her selfe as doth Securitie Since th' Soule which should in action euer be Becomes by her slothfull remisse and dull Prest by a Belly that is euer full Many we haue that labour of this vice Yea of this sinne our Great-men haue a spice Who with the Rich-man fare deliciously Are clad in purple and neglectfully Looke on the poore while lulled in sinnes lapp They neuer mind what afterward may happ These giue no eare vnto the pitious mones Nor dolefull shrikings of distressed ones These are secure of their poore Brothers grieues For they haue some sow pillows to their sleeues Euen Prelates which should peirce the eares of Kings But they doe worse in speaking pleasant things For well they finde more profit's to be got By smeering vice as if they knew it not Then by displaying vices that are bred For this hath caus'd some to be silenced O age When men that are the mouths of God And should not spare to shake the fearefull rod Of his displeasure will for some light matter Reuolt from God and be induc'd to flatter But of all other there 's none so secure Or prone vnto it as the Epicure For we may heare him euer bent to cry Let 's eate and drinke to morrow we shall die A strange perswasion and an Argument As 't seemes to me from Reason different That shortnesse of our Time should make 's forget Our selues so much as to be giuen to eate When we should die if this approu'd might be There were some cause of mans Securitie When after Death and that our Time is gone There were no farther matter to be done But there is something in vs that doth show And tell vs plaine our End must not be so Which may be prou'd by our Experience If we haue felt the sting of Conscience â—ra what soere our Atheist obiect â—gainst that high and supreme Archi-tect â—hough now he feele it not he must confesse â—nd that with Gall of inward bitternesse â—here is a power and that a diuine power Who will auenge him of the wicked doer â—ut some I heare to argue in this sort And with my soule I am much sorry for 't This day we may enioy our pleasures true â—â—And then you 'l what begin next day anew To vse those pleasures which you did before And so from day to day treasure vp store Of Vengeance O how fearefull is this path To trace you on vnto the day of wrath Hence you presume of God but doe not thinke That God doth sleepe tho he may seeme to winke For like as in th' old World we doe reade When they had sported feasted married And now became as those that care-lesse were Through ryot and excessiue belly-cheere The Flood came on them so as we may see They were cut off in their Securitie Euen so may you that seeme to make delay Of your Conuersion thus from day to day Be taken napping in your height of sinne How fearefull then 's the case that you are in I know delight in Sinne doth Custome bring And Custome to Securitie's the Spring Which makes vs hardned adding to Sinnes store Which more in number seeme lesse then before But that we may against this Hydra fight ' First head we cut off must be sins Delight Which when we haue lopt off we may begin To take away the Custome of this sinne And so through want of Custome we may free Our selues in time of this Securitie O that we would consider but our dayes How short they are and with how many wayes We are enclos'd with Foes on euery side With inward motions as with lust and pride With outward motions as with bayts of sinne Where euery Sence doth let a Traytour in O then we would be wise and stand in doubt Least these foes should get in that now are out Nor can we be too warie of our foes Since we are pestered with some of those Which are within our Bosome nourished And as our life 's more dearely tendred These be our houshold friends which sting to death Depriuing them of life which gaue them breath And of all others none annoy men so As doth a priuate or domesticke foe For he by subtile vnsuspected guile Pretending nought but amitie the while Enters the Fort and
did deride before Became the sole possessour of his store For he that liuing will not th' poore reward Shall be enforc't to giue it afterward But vnto theo my Muse addresseth first And heauen forbid I blesse what God hath curst Who doest consume the Sun-shine of thy dayes In damn'd Oppression and all workes delayes Of Charitie and Almes workes till death And desolation choake thy corrupt breath Thou Earth-mould thou who aâ— it seemes to me Hadst thy beginning from that Familie Of th'Braucadori which in Florence are Extorting Bankers and so Named were Because the Word if rightly vnderstood Signifies scrape Gold or in briefe scrape-Good It 's thou my Muse shall freely reprehend Beginning fresh when seeming at an end And heauen I wish that it were put to me What punishment should be infflict on thee For then be sure of what degree or sort So ere thou wer 't that I would plague thee for 't Yea in an auncient Cannon reade we shall This ranke denied Christian Buriall So as their Bones were neuer to be found Interr'd in any part of holy Ground And true it is for th'Reason is allow'd That the confused rout and multitude Of Lawyers and Physitians which are bred Like Horse flies from a State distempered Are signes of ill-disposed Bodies sure And long 's that State not likely to endure Yea of these two I know not whether's worse To purge the bodie or to purge the purse Both strange distempers breed whence it is meant A Clyent is his Lawyers Patient But th'Number of our grating Vsurers Their Factors and those eare-markt Scriuiners While they within our Country are remaining Show a disease that 's fatall 'mongst vs raigning But hast I must and passe from Vsurie The greatest foe to Hospitalitie And speake a word or two vnto the Court Showing those wrongs she doth the poorer sort Thou Princely Seate whose bountie like a streame Should water each drie corner of our Realme Harbour not such as should themselues expresse By giuing harbour to the harborlesse Let them not there haue any residence But banish them thou starre of honour thence That in their Country they may once appeare Such good House-keepers as their Fathers were This done thou shalt bring glorie to thy Court And needfull Soules relieu'd shall blesse thee for 't FINIS And tell thee too when I had made them knowne Thy vices were not worthie of a Crowne I haue no Rhetoricke but bluntnesse I Nor knew I euer how to face a lye As many can yea and some great ones too As our Court-Apple-Squires and fauns can doe I doe cashiere all priuate Parasites Ladâ—e-fied Monkyes lustful Catomytes Painting and pursting sleeking of the skin Poudring of hayre to let temptation in Light-fether-dressings Fardinggalls avant That makes a wench backt like an Elephant Open displayed brests Sin-tempting eyes Crocodyles teares and faithlesse periuries Vermillion cheeks bought beauties I do shun you For I am madd when I doe looke vpon you But first to thee will I addresse my way Who in a Loue-sicke passion thus doest say Loue brookes no sharers I 'le not suffer Ioue To be a Riuall in the Wench I loue You will not S ir why what a Wood-cocke art To thinke thy-selfe a man of such desert That any Wench will so her loue confine To make her-selfe in Essence none but thine Herein thou show'st thy owne simplicitie To thinke a Woman will imprisoned be Since it is true which hath beene oft times sed Nor loue nor lust can ere be limitted Why I will tell thee man I had a Wench Some thirteene dayes agoe no longer since And she did vow as well I know she can Of all she lou'd I was the onely man â—f I but frown'd so straitely I did keepe My Wench in aw she would begin to weepe 〈◊〉 I but laugh'd it cler'd her raynie day She would laugh too and wipe her teares away In briefe what ere I did so kind was she One note kept Measure't wixt my loue and me Yet to ther day I pray thee louex heare me She that was mine by vow doth now cashere me Calling me foole that had so little sence To thinke that she with faith could not dispence Adding withall that there was nought more coÌ„mon Then breach of faith and promise with a woman Yet know quoth she tho th'greatest Prince assault If woman yeeld it is the womans fault Thus by experience Louer I was crost Thus did I loue thus was my labour lost If thine be constant thou hast that reward Which I few louers euer yet haue heard But if she be of thus much sure I am She is a Milke-white Crow a cole-blacke Swan Next vnto thee whose gaudie vanitie Makes thee forgetfull of mortalitie Thy glorie is not placed in thy minde For who the least of beautie there can finde Sith Vertue has no place which euer giues Life to the soule by which it euer liues But odious vice which blemisheth the eye Of vnderstanding with obscuritie Thy glorie is in Clothing yet behold What that diuinest Salomon hath told Nought is more vaine then this at least thou 'l yeeld In Beautie to the Lâ—â—lies of the field Which neither spin nor labour yet they be Fairer then Salomon in his royaltie Yea this Obseruance tells me which by some Hath beene reputed for an Axiome The greatest Princes that are clad in Ermine Take them at best they are but food for vermine And why should shapeles forms be so much loth'd Since Bodies they are but as they are cloth'd This comes not nere the Beautie of the soule Since th'fairest Bodies are oft times most fowle In th'constitution of the inward man Which is the best of beautie sure I am Vertue adorns her best nor can she finde Any Complexion purer then the minde Here not improperly may I make vse Of th'Nuptiall song of wittie Claudius Which was composed for the marriage-bed Of good Honorius to Maria wed Tender Honorius in the purple roome Borne to his Fathers glorie now shall come And giue that hope to such as see him raigne As if that Saturne were return'd againe For little can Porphyras Pallace doe If that with Birth we haue not vertues too He shall conclude my taske no more I 'le say Pleas'd or displeas'd this 's my Placentia FINIS A CONCLVSIVE EPIGRAM ENTITVLED The Great-mans Alphabet Come hither Great-man that triumphs to see So many men of lower ranke to thee That swells with honours and erects thy state As high as if thou wer 't Earths Potentate Thou whose aspiring buildings raise thy Name As if thou wer 't Sole sonne and heyre of fame Thou whose ambition doth on dainties feast Ayming to be some pettie King at least Thou whom oppression hath by wrong made great Priding thy selfe of thy vsurped seate Thou that doest thinke it signe of Noble bloud Rather to ayme at great then to be good Thou whose demerits though thou beare a port And canst looke big are but of th'meanest sort Thou
Notes hee as Politician Machauells Who ' count that gaine which is commodious Adhering to themselues and to none ells For These make auncient houses ruinous And Charitie from out the Realme expells Reducing th ' Orphanes teare and Widdows curse To th' damn'd Elixir of their well-cramm'd purse Others hee notes and they would noted be For painting purâ—ling smoothing cerusing Show they would be obseru'd for vanitie Starving their Soules by Bodies cherishing And these he laughs at for their fool erie For while They put the Case to garnishing That Shell of frailtie They 'r indifferent What shall become of th' Soule the Instrument Others there be which seeme least what they are Pretending truth in falshood and doe gull The world with shadows yet doth He compare The passage of Events and finds at full Their end 's attended with an endlesse care And pregnant wit which seem'd so smooth proues dull When thousand Testates shall produced be For to disclose his close hypocrisie Others hee sees and taxeth for they hold Proportion with the world and being made After a better Image yet are sold To all Collusion making in their trade This vile Position who 'l be rich when old Must cheat being young but see how they 'r displaid So oft haue they deceiu'd as now they must Perforce deceiue themselues by mens distrust Others as Prollers of the time hee sees But scorns to take acquaintance for their Fate Presageth worst of ills whose best increase Proceeds from good mens fall yet marke their state As indirectly got so little peace Accrewes in state to any for the hate Of God and Man attends them and how then Should there be peace wher 's war with God men More hee beholds and he obserues them too And numbers their dimensions as they passe The compasse of his Prospect to and fro For this same Grate he makes his Looking glasse In which he sees more then the world can show Conferring what is present with what was Extracting this from times experienc'd Schoole The Captiue's freer then the Worlds foole For by the first wee show but what we are And moralize our selues in being pent Close from the worlds eye which we compare Vnto a Prison since th' Infranchisement We haue's in heauen then howsoere we fare Though bound yet free in mind th'Imprisonment We suffer cannot so our spirits depresse That th' freedome of our Minds should seeme ought lesse Ought lesse nay more for we approue as true What the divine Morall taught That one may haue A fuller and more perfect enteruiew Of the Starres beautie in a hollow Caue Then on the Superficiâ—s for the shew Of pompe distracts our passions and doth slaue Our reason to our sence whence we may know The dangers of high States are seene below Below and what more low then to be shut From open aire strang'd from the sight of men Clos'd in Obliuion linked hand and foote Least their escape gaine libertie What then Shall this enthrall my soule it cannot doe 't It does aspire aboue the thoughts of them Who shed their childish teares when they are sent By higher powers to take them to restraint There is no giddie-headed Want-wit there Who makes profuser meetings all his blisse For such for sooth must change their Country ayre Because they are sicke yet know not whence it is Here are no mincing Dames who long to goe To Rumford Hoggsdon or to Pimlico Lastly 'mongst many thousands which my Pen Might here produce should 't be a Poets fate As no one fate more ominous 'mongst men To be accus'd for glancing at the State Here they 'r exempt from such as censure them For worst of Fortune hath exprest her hate To their obscured glory so as they May chant high straines yet none notes what they say Their tunes are tones and accents of delight Which pearce the ayre when most bereft of ayre And with soule-cheering beames disperse the Night Of their consuming cares for all their care Is to erect their thoughts vnto that Light Which cannot be eclyps'd but still shines faire Where glory 's endlesse boundlesse in content Prison a Pallace freed from restraint If life indeed were such a Iubile That euery houre day yeere did promise vs Continuate health and wealth and libertie Then had we better reason to excuse The loue we haue to our Mortalitie But since we see we cannot will nor chuse But must be reft of these why should we grieue To leaue as Men what Men are forc'd to leaue Nor skills it much where we be reft of these Whether in Thrall or Freedome but of th' two I 'de rather loose my Fortune where I cease To make resort to any and must know No more of World or the Worlds prease But am retired from the Publique show Of this frayle Theatre and am confin'd In flesh to taste true libertie of mind A mind as free as is the Bodie thrall Transcendent in her being taking Wings Of Morning to ascend and make that all Of hers immortall sphering it with Kings Whose glory is so firme it cannot fall Where euery Saint in their reposure sings Triumphant Peans of eternitie To him whose sight giues perfect libertie Then whether my restraint enforce or no I 'le be my-selfe but more in my restraint Because through it I see the end of woe Tasting in griefe the essence of content That when from this same dooble ward I goe This same entangled Prison th' Continent Of heauenly Freedome may receiue my soule Which Flesh imprison might but not controwle Rest then retired Muse and be thy owne Though all thy owne forsake thee that when friends Fortune and freedome are but small or none Thy hopes may ayme at more transcendent ends So by thy Bodie in straite Durance throwne Thy vnconfined Soule may make amends For that which shee had in her freedome lost In that most blest wherein shee seem'd most crost FINIS Free yet Bound An Epigram Vpon Marriage dilating vpon the seruile Freedome or free Servitude of such as are Married Non sum qui fueram MARRIED what meanes that title Servitude Who would embrace it then Hee that desires To loose his freedome which so soone expires As hee ioynes hand in hand to her hee su'de Which firme affiance oft times most is ru'd Where wanton folly scorch'd with youthfull fires Plants all content on earth in th' Marriage-bed And what delight 's to loose a Maiden-head Poore hair brain'd Louer little doest thou thinke How thou art fledg'd in Birdlime and ensnar'd With thousand mazes little hast thou car'd What should ensue hereafter till the brinke Of thy transform'd estate did make thee sinke Into the Verge of care where thou hast shar'd For an vncaptiu'd minde a minde in cage With griefes well suting such a Pilgrimage Once might thou sing and though thou little had Knew
to heare to speake to doe And yet we haue both eye and eare As equally confined there As if Nature these did cull For to make our sport more full And for their habit as it seemes to me They weare their Mothers earths owne liuery Most comely and least gaudy as before Our fig-leau'd Parents in the Garden wore Thus may we see if we will see There 's none ha's like antiquitie When the first as forc'd with shame weau'd them greene and wore the same To proue of what esteeme these Woodmen were It 's said that Ioue became a Forrester And thought no colour could more mouing be To gaine the loue of flame-scorch'd Semele Then in a youthfull greene araid To sue for loue vnto the Maid Though fond Girle this would not doe Till he came in glory too The Delian Votresse with her Nimph-like traine Follow their Hounds till that the game be slaine Where speckled Ibis mennal'd Dorcas lead And bloody Rugg with Rhesus coupled Make hot pursuit and hold the chace Treble Meane countertenure base Different size and different note Some cold-sented others hote Thus eye eare habit colour and esteeme Makes this delight as it hath euer beene Princely where Pan himselfe daigns to descend To cheere his care and for no other end Happy you Siluanes that abide Where such true royall Huntsmen ride Who awhile doe leaue the Court In the Lawns to haue some sport make the whole Subiect of their Discourse invection or which is worse personall aspersion But such whose inbred loue to goodnesse hath implanted in them such affection to good men and such zealous hate to the vicious that if they were removed from the All-seeing eye of Heauen and the suspicious search of earth yet they would expresse their loue to Goodnesse in the lowest vault of darknesse For these I am and may I ever be their Corriuals for aspiring to be great in the Court of vertue is a glorious ambition Now for such whose conceits grounded on errour iudge whatsoever wee write to haue no other ayme then popular I 'de haue them know I 'me none of these that seeme To build their hopes on other mens esteeme As my Obiect is good in generall so my subiect is free and generous far from such mercenarie Factors or hireling Brokers who set at sale the stale commoditie of their Labours for these must taste of vulgar froth or they are not vendible yet they will professe how odious soere be their profession that they haue drunk deepe of the iuyce of Helicon and by vnvtterable raptures can extract the life and Elixir of Poesie Such as these for these were they who formerly blemished the glory of so divine an Art caused one of the Fathers in great indignation to terme Poetrie the Diuells-wine venting whatsoever the loue of gaine or their distempred brains had invented Excellently might those punishments be moralized which were inflicted on Stesichorus inveying against Helen on Aristophanes against Cleon Eupolus against Alcibiades Calisthenes against Alexander where the Satyre pronounc'd on himselfe a censure But I will addresse my Pen to such whose meriting Labours haue gain'd them deserved esteeme And Aristippus-like haue ever grounded their Subiect on vertue preferring the minds lustre before the Bodies cover Neither affection nor affectation had power to remoue these from their Anchor for as Passions were the Billows they bickred with and did encounter so vertue was their Land-marke where after long Sayle they expected Harbour Here shows Homer himselfe an heroick Sophocles and there Sophocles a tragicke Homer where the wide world was their Theater vice their Subiect of reproofe vertue their Trophie of renowme These deserued memorialls aboue the date of time Monuments more lasting then Age. Mettalls are of short perpetuitie These because eterniz'd by vertue succeede to eternitie My wish is that my oyle may be so employed that you Gentlemen whose judgements are vnblemished conceits refined and from vulgar opinion far divided may in pervsall of my Workes rest pleased Times broad-spred Curtaine I haue drawn in part Next draught shall shadow it with farre more art Meane time receiue this which promiseth a greater when opportunitie shall afford more leisure FINIS ¶ Vpon Censure WEll ill or neither but indifferent How ere your censure be I am content For hee 's a fauning foole the Worlds minion That onely writes to gaine himselfe opinion Sacra Poaesis Musica mentis FINIS ERRATA'ES are growne so familiar with Bookes as they become their Appendices Correct onely such as corrupt the sense for Literall errors they march in such ranks and squadrons as they seeme incorrigible ERRATA IN Charact. of Griefe page 3 for skin sin for banish vanish ibid in Riches Page 2. for adoring adorning for but nor ibid in Fate Page vlt. for Pagan Pangan â—lacentia pag. vlt. for He We Masque Embleme Pag. 2. lin 5. For Bridall-chamber Bride-chamber Encomiastick Pag. 1. for Astrea Astrena Bound yet free Pag. 2. in marg for in titulis in vtilis Vpon his name to whom his Encomiastick vpon the Common Law was Dedicated Astreas name and yours doe both agree And both I hit yet both mistaken bee * 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 c. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 EPHA KAI HMEPAI * Laert in vit Philos. * One whom I admire being no lesse happie for his natiue inuention then exquisite for his proper and clegant dimension * Nisi cor tuum esset fatuum non crederes Fatum Aug. * Ayming onely at such whose sense consists in sent with reseruation of his best thoughts to the Noble affected Courtier Aninstance produced by way of personall allusion * This Pae negyrick Poem was wri during the life of our late Queene whose Princely vertues like precious odours will euer preserue her sacred Memory Cant. 4. 1â— Psal. 80. â— Isa. 5. 4. Ioh. 15. 1. a Aduersis et proâ—eris boni ad perfectionem virtuâ—is accedâ—â—â— Aug. b Hi stupenâ— in utilis imaginibus Annulo magis quam animo credentes c Alexander Severus would haue smoak'd such sellers of smoake-Xerxes would haue puâ—led their skin over their eares d Quid facit infacie Christianae purpurissus c. Hierom ad Furiam de viduit Servand Tom. 1 â—ampla satiâ— forma pudicitia Proper e Fugiet ab agro ad ciuitatem a publico ad domuÌ„ a domo in cubiculum c. Aug. in Eâ—ar Sup. 45. Psalm f Nil interest habere ostiuÌ„ apertuÌ„ vultume clausuÌ„ Cic. g The bread of deceit is sweete to a man but his mouth shall be filled with grauell Pro. 20. 17. h Regitur fatis Mortale genus Senâ— on Trag. i Vbi pars diuina in homine mersa est k Omnis vita seruitium est Sene de tranq anim l Inquilins in terris in colâ— in coelis m Ancillanâ— dominari dominaÌ„ ancillari magna abusio est Bern. Let Senes become subiect to the soueraigâ—tie of Reason n Ae si hismanae so 〈◊〉 tati penitas alicnus esset o Afranius hearing his effeminate Sonne cry out alas me wretched replied as severely If one part grieue thee would to God all parts did smart alike 4. â—useulâ— e Solum coe â—umque mutant moreâ— tamen eosde retinent vid. Senec. de tranq Et Lips de constan Hoc fuco prodire licet lucemque tueri quae mihi vitae frui quae caeruisse mori f Tune Poaetae dignum nomen habes habeas cognomen et Iâ—i g Hinc leges inquit So â—ou aranearum telâ—s si milimas esse â— quibus parum difficile est potentioâ—ibus elabi â—â—nuoribus â—utem Mustis excederâ— nagis arâ—â—uum La. â—rt in vit Solon h Sitanta delect abilia contintat Carâ—er quaâ—ta quâ—so continere poterit patria Aug. Soliloq cap. 21. i Hoc nobis adsert longius vitae spatium quod plura mala partim videmus partim sustinemus partim perpetramus Nazien in Funeb Orat. pro Caesarto k Non mag num est sua sed se relinquere l Vniversus Mundus es ercet his 〈◊〉 nem In quo Mimum vitae agimus m Animi in perio corpo ris Seruitâ— magis vtimur Salus Seruitute corporis oâ— timâ— libertâ— tâ— mentis fruimur n Quae 〈◊〉 tica quae organa quâ— cantilenae quae â—elodi tbi sine fine decamaÌ„tur c. Aug. in Mâ— nu cap. vi o In causa in qua Deo pla cere cupio homines non sormido Greg in indict 2. Ep 78. p Caelum Soâ—que muâ— teipsum nmutans et de cons â—ilosop q The body â—ll chastiâ—d the soule â—comes â—eared â—aking Afâ—ction her tercise to â—y her conâ—ancy her â—trance to â—r Natiue Countrey â—er assurace â—a the state of glory * Solae est atque vnicâ— virtus neque datur dono neque accipitur Salust * Inter 〈◊〉 irgines quae Dâ—s petuntiús solitabantur aphnidem assandram â— Syringemrum votis nicè obstiâ—sse tradiâ—â— est Tâ—ssoes Apollogie transcribe wherein a Drunkard Humour 〈◊〉 to life described * Miâ—â—m peâ—it Lazarus 〈◊〉 non datur guttam Diues postulat non â—uditur Vpon the late deceased Pinch-gut Demas * Aurum eâ—si volueris forte non hâ—bebis Deuâ— cum vólueris habebis Aug. * Sit filiuâ— ipse pâ—renti in patris exâ—â—iplum * Non remittitur peccatum donec restituitur ablatum This is â—poken as 〈◊〉 iâ— going â—way in a â—hafe â—xpressing â—he testie Nature of Age. â—mprecatio It is heere to be vnderstood the reason why the Satyrist directs his imprecatioÌ„ not to himselfe but to his sonne â—t is because nothing can be sayd to an old man that will so soone moue hiâ— patience concerning himselfe being vpon the point of going hence as the malediction of his sonne in vvhom are laid vp all his hopes and resemblance of a new life in his posterity in whom he may be sayd to liue after death as he deriued from him naturally breath ASTREA DAVINPORTA Anagram veni porta ad astra