Matter IF all the World were a confused heape What was beyond for this World is not great We finde it Limit hath and Bound And like a Ball in compasse is made round And if that Matter with which the World 's made Be Infinite then more Worlds may be said Then Infinites of Worlds may we agree As well as Infinites of Matters bee A World made by foure Atomes SHarpe Atomes Fire subtle quicke and dry The Long like Shafts still into Aìre fly The Round to Water moist a hollow Forme The Figure square to heavy dull Earth turne The Atomes sharpe hard Mineralls do make The Atomes round soft Vegetables take In Animals none singly lye alone But the foure Atomes meet and joyne as one And thus foure Atomes the Substance is of all With their foure Figures make a worldly Ball. Thus the Fancy of my Atomes is that the foure Principall Figures as Sharpe Long Round Square make the foure Elements not that they are of severall matters but are all of * one matter onely their severall Figures do give them severall Proprieties so likewise do the mixt Figures give them mixt Proprieties their several composures do give them other Proprieties according to their Formes they put themselves into by their severall Motions This I do repeate that the ground of my Opinion may be understood Of Elements SOme hold foure perfect Elements there bee Which do surmount each other by degree And some Opinions thinke that One is all The rest from that and to that One shall fall This single Element it selfe to turne To severall qualities as Fire to burne So water moist that heate to quench and then To subtle Aire and so to Earth agen Like 〈◊〉 water which turnes with the Cold To Flakes of Snow or in firme Ice to hold But that Heate doth melt that Icy Chaine Then into water doth it turne againe So from the Earth a Vapour thicke ascends That Vapour thicke it selfe to thin Aire spends Or else it will condense it selfe to Raine And by its weight will fall to Earth againe And what is very thin so subtle growes As it turnes Fire and so a bright flame shewes And what is dull or heavy flow to move Of a cold quality it oft doth prove Thus by contracting and dilating parts Is all the skill of Natures working Arts. Fire compared to Stings NOthing is so like Fire as a Flies Sting If we compare th' effect which both do bring For when they sting the flesh they no blood draw But blisters raise the Skin made red the Flesh raw Were there as many Stings as Fiery Atomes small Would peirce into the Flesh Bones turne to Ashes all Thus we finde Flies do carry every where Fire in their Tailes their Breech they do not feare Comparing Flame to the Tide of the Sea LIke 〈◊〉 ' Iides a Flame will ebb and flow By sinking downe and then strait higher grow And if supprest all in a rage breakeout Streaming it selfe in severall parts about Some thinke the Salt doth make the Sea to move If so then Salt in Flame the like may prove From that Example Salt all Motions makes Then Life the chiefe of Motion from Salt takes What is Liquid WEE cannot call all Liquid which doth flow For then a Flame may turne to water so But that is Liquid which is moist and wet Fire that Propriety can never get Then 't is not Cold that puts the Fire out But 't is the Wet that makes it dye no doubt Fire and moisture IF Hay be not quite dry but stackt up wet In time that Moisture will a Fire beget This proves that Fire may from Moisture grow We proofe have none Moisture from Fire flow This shewes that Fire in its selfe is free No other Element in it can bee For Fire is pure still and keeps the same Where oyly Moisture's not no Fire can flame Aire begot of Heate and Moisture HEate and Moisture joyn'd with equall merit Get a Body thin ' of Aire or Spirit Which is a Sinoake or Steame begot from both If Mother Moisture rule 't is full of sloth If the Father Fire predominates Then it is active quicke and Elevates This Aiery Childe is sometimes good or bad According to the nourishment it had The Temper of the Earth THE Earth we finde is very cold and dry And must therefore have Fire and water night To wash and bath then dry her selfe without Else she would uselesse be without all doubt Winds are made in the Aire not in the Earth HOW can we thinke Winds come from Earth below When they from Skye do downe upon us blow If they proceeded from the Earth must run Strait up and upon Earth againe backe come They cannot freely blow least Earth were made Like to a Bowling-Greene so levell laid But there are Rocks and Hills and Mountaines great Which stop their waies and make them soone retreat Then sure it is the Sun drawes Vapour out And 〈◊〉 it thin then blow'th 't about If Heat condens'd that turnes it into Raine And by its weight falls to the Earth againe Thus Moisture and the Sun do cause the Winds And not the Cradities in hollow Mines Thunder is a Wind in the middle Region WHO knowes but Thunders are great Winds which lye Within the middle vault above the Skye Which Winde the Sun on Moisture cold begot When he is in his Region Cancer hot This * Childe is thin and subtle made by hear It gets a voice and makes a noise that 's great It 's Thinnesse makes it agile agile strong Which by its force doth drive the Clouds along And when the Clouds do meet they each do strike Flashing out Fire as do Flints the like Thus in the Summer Thunder 's caus'd by Wind Vapour drawne so high no way out can find But in the Winter when the Clouds are loose Then doth the Wind on Earth keep Rendezvous Of cold VVinds. AS rarified water makes Winds blow So rarified Winds do colder grow For if they thin are rarified then they Do further blow aud spread out every way So cold they are and sharpe as Needle points For by the thinnesse breaks and disunites Into such Atomes fall Sharpe Figures bee Which Porous Bodies peirce if we could see Yet some will thinke if Aire were parted so The Winds could not have such strong force to blow T is true if Atomes all were 〈◊〉 and Flat Or Round like Rings they could not peirce but pat But by themselves they do so sharpe become That through all Porous Bodies they do run But when the Winds are soft they intermixe As water doth and in one Body fixe More like they wave then blow as Fanns are spread Which Ladies use to coole their Cheeks when red As water Drops feele harder when they 〈◊〉 Then when they 're 〈◊〉 and on us light Unlesse such streames upon our heads downe runne As we a Shelter seeke the Wet to shun But when a Drop congealed is with
do flow out And faiths which never knew to make a doubt Thus offer'd all with gratefull Hearts in rankes Whereon was sprinckled the essence of thankes Brought was the fire of Love which burnt all 〈◊〉 Holy-water the penitentiall Tear The Priests which were the Cardinall Vertues foure Those Ceremonies executed o're In grave procession honour high 〈◊〉 raise And with their Anthems sweet did sing her praise Fame THen on her wings doth Fame those Actions bear Which flye about and carry'hem every where Sometime she overloaded is with all And then some downe into Oblivion fall But those that would to Fames high Temple go Must first great Honours Temple quite passe through The Temple of Fame THis Temple is divided in two parts Some open lye others obscure as hearts Some light as day others as darke as night By times obscurity worn out of sight The outward rooms all glorious to the eye In which Fames image placed is on high Where all the windows are Triangulars cut VVhere from one face a million of faces put And builded is in squares just like a Cube VVhich way to double hard is in dispute VVherein the Ecchoes do like balls rebound From every corner making a great sound The walls are hung with chapiters all of gold In Letters great all actions there are told The Temple doore is of prospective Glasse Through which a small beame of our eye can passe That makes truth there so difficult to know As for the bright Moone a new world to show The Steeple or Pillars of Goose-quils built And plastered over with white paper guilt The painting thereof with Inke black as jet In severall workes and figures like a Net This Steeple high is and not very light As a faire Evening is 'twixt day and night Five Tongues the five Bells through the world do ring And to each severall eare much newes doe bring The Philosophers Tongue doth give a deep sound But the Historians is no better found The Oratours Tongue doth make a great noyse Grammarians sound harsh as if it had flawes The small Bell a Poets tongue changes oft Whose motion is quick smooth even and soft The ropes they hung by we could not well see For they were long small threads of Vain-glory. But yet when they did ring made a sweet chime Especially when the Poet he did rhime The Belfrey man a Printer by his skill That if he pleases may ring when he will When Priest to Mattens or to Vespers goe To the High Altar they bow downe low This Altar whereon they offer unto Fame Is made of braines armes and hearts without blame On which lyes Wisdome Wit Strength Courage Love Offer'd as sacrifices to Fame above Vertues Arts Sciences as Priest here stands But Fortune Prioresse all these commands Incense of noble deeds to Fame she sends Nothing is offer'd but what she recommends For Fortune brings more into Fames high Court Then all their vertues with their great 〈◊〉 Fames Library within the Temples FAmes Library where old Records are plac'd What acts not here unto oblivion cast There stands the skelves of Time where books do lye Which books are tyed by chaines Of destiny The Master of this place they Favour call Where Care the door-keeper doth lock up all Yet not so fast but Bribery in steals Partialities cousenage truths not reveals But Bribery through all the world takes place And offerings as a bribe in heaven findes grace Then let not men disdaine a bribe to take Since gods doe blessing give for a bribes sake The Fairy Queen THe Fairy Queens large Kingdome got by birth Is in the circled center of the Earth Where there are many springs and running streams Whose waves do glister by the Queens bright beams Which makes them murmure as they passe away Because by running round they cannot stay For they do evermore just like the Sun As constantly in their long race they run And as the Sun gives heat to make things spring So water moyslure gives to every thing Thus these two Elements give life to all Creating every thing on Earths round ball And all along this liquid source that flows Stand Mirtle trees and banks where flowers grows 'T is true there are no Birds to sing sweet notes But there are winds that whistle like birds throats Whose sounds and notes by variation oft Make better Musicke then the Spheares aloft Nor any beasts are there of cruell nature But a slow sost worm a gentle creature Who fears no hungry birds to pick them out Safely they graspe the tender twigs about There Mountains are of pure resined gold And Rocks of Diamonds perfect to behold Whose brightnesse is a Sun to all about Which glory makes Apollo's beams keep out Quarries of Rubles Saphirs there are store Christals and 〈◊〉 many more There polisht pillars naturally appeare VVhere twining vines are clustred all the yeare The Axle-tree whereon the Earth turnes round Is one great 〈◊〉 by opinion found And the two ends which called are the Poles Are pointed Diamonds the Antartick holds And Artick which about the world is rowl'd Are rings of pure refined perfect gold Which makes the Sun so seldome there appear For fear those rings should melt if he came near And as a wheele the Elements are found In even Layes and often turnings round For first the sire in circle as the spoake And then the water for aire is the smoak Begot of both for fire doth water boyle That causes clouds or smoak which is the oyle This smoaky childe sometimes is good then bad According to the nourishment it had The outward 〈◊〉 as the Earth suppose Which is the surface where all plenty flows Yet the Earth is not the cause of turning But the siery spoak not fear of burning The Axle-tree for that grows hard with heat And by its quicknesse turns the wheel though great Unlesse by outward weight it selfe presse down Raising the bottome bowing down the Crown Yet why this while am I so long of proving But to shew how this Earth still is moving And the heavens as wheels do turn likewise As we do daily see before our eyes To make the Proverb good in its due turn That all the world on wheels doth yeerly run And by the turn such blasts of wind doe blow As we may think like Windmils they do go But winds are made by Vulcans bellows sure Which makes the Earth such Collicks to endure For he a Smith set at the sorge below Ordained is the Center-fire to blow But Venus laughs to thinke what horns he wears Though on his shoulders halfe the Earth he bears Nature her mettal makes him hammer out All that she sends through Mines the world about For he 's th' old-man that doth i' th Center dwell She Proserpine that 's thought the Queen of hell Yet Venus is a Tinkers wife we see Not a goddesse as she was thought to be When all the world to her did offerings bring And her high praise
imply his force Then all rose up we do submit say they To Natures will in every thing obey First Matter she brought the Materialls in And Motion cut and carv'd out every thing And Figure she did draw the Formes and Plots And Life divided all out into Lots And Nature she survey'd directed all With the foure Elements built the Worlds Ball. The solid Earth as the Foundation lai'd The Waters round about as Walls were rais'd Where every drop lies close like Stone or Bricke Whose moisture like as Morter made them sticke Aire as the Seeling keeps all close within Least some Materialls out of place might spring Aire presses downe the Seas if they should rise Would overflow the Earth and drowne the Skies For as a Roofe that 's laid upon a Wall To keepe it steddy that no side might fall So Nature Aire makes that place to take And Fire highest laies like Tyle or Slat To keepe out raine or wet else it would rot So would the World corrupt if Fire were not The Planets like as Weather-fans turne round The Sun a Diall in the midst is found Where he doth give so just account of time He measures all though round by even Line But when the Earth was made and seed did sow Plants on the Earth and Mineralls downe grow Then Creatures made which Motion gave them sense Yet reason none to give intelligence But Nature found when she was Man to make More difficult then new Worlds to create For she did strive to make him long to last Into Eternity then he was cast For in no other place could keep him long But in Eternity that Castle strong There she was sure that Death she could keep out Although he is a Warriour strong and stout Man she would make not like to other kinde Though not in Body like a God in minde Then she did call her Councell once againe Told them the greatest work edid yet remaine For how said she can we our selves new make Yet Man we must like to our selves create Or else he can never escape Deaths snare To make this worke belongs both skill and care But I a Minde will mixe as I thinke sit With Knowledge Understanding and with Wit And Motion you your Serjeants must imploye Which Passions are to waite still in the Eye To dresse and cloath this Minde in fashions new Which none knowes better how to doe 't then you What though this Body dye this Minde shall live And a free-will we must unto it give But Matter you from Figure Forme must take Different from other Creatures Man must make For he shall go upright the rest shall not And Motion you in him must tye a knot Of severall Motions there to meet in one Thus Man like to himselfe shall be alone You Life command the Fates a thread to spin From which small thread the Body shall begin And while the thread doth last not cut in twaine The Body shall in Motion still remaine But when the thread is broke then downe shall fall And for a time no Motion have at all But yet the Minde shall live and never dye We 'le raise the Body too for company Thus like our selves we can make things to live Eternally but no past times can give Deaths endeavour to hinder and obstruct Nature WHen Death did heare what Nature did intend To hinder her he all his force did bend But finding all his forces were too weake He alwaies strives the Thread of life to breake And strives to fill the Minde with black despaire Let 's it not rest in peace nor free from care And since he cannot make it dye he will Send griefe and sorrow to torment it still With grievous paines the Body he displeases And bindes it hard with chaines of strong diseases His Servants Sloth and Sleep he doth imploye To get halfe of the time before they dye But Sleep a friend to Life oft disobeyes His Masters will and softly downe her lay's Upon their weary limbs like Birds in nest And gently locks their senses up in rest A World made by Atomes SMall Atomes of themselves a World may make As being subtle and of every shape And as they dance about fit places finde Such Formes as best agree make every kinde For when we build a house of Bricke and Stone We lay them even every one by one And when we finde a gap that 's big or small We seeke out Stones to fit that place withall For when not fit too big or little be They fall away and cannot stay we see So Atomes as they dance finde places fit They there remaine lye close and fast will sticke Those that unfit the rest that rove about Do never leave untill they thrust them out Thus by their severall Motions and their Formes As severall work-men serve each others turnes And thus by chance may a New World create Or else predestinated to worke my Fate The foure principall Figur'd Atomes make the foure Elements as Square Round Long and Sharpe THE Square stat Atomes as dull Earth appeare The Atomes Round do make the Water cleere The Long streight Atomes like to Arrowes fly Mount next the points and make the Aiery Skie The Sharpest Atomes do into Fire turne Which by their peircing quality they burne That Figure makes them active active Light Which makes them get aboue the rest in flight And by this Figure they stick fast and draw Up other Atomes which are Round and Raw As Waters are round drops though nere so small Which shew that water is all sphericall That Figure makes it spungy spungy wet For being hollow softnesse doth 〈◊〉 And being soft that makes it run about More solid Atomes thrast it in or out But sharpest Atomes have most power thereon To nip it up with Cold or Heate to run But Atomes Flat are heavy dull and slow And sinking downward to the bottome go Those Figur'd Atomes are not active Light Whereas the Longe are like the Sharp in flight For as the Sharpe do pierce and get on high So do the long shoot streight and evenly The Round are next the Flat the Long next Round Those which are sharp are still the highest found The Flat turne all to Earth which lye most low The Round to Water cleer which liquid flow The Long to Aire turne from whence Clouds grow The Sharp to Fire turne which hot doth glow These Foure Figures foure Elements do make And as their Figures do incline they take For those are perfect in themselves alone Not taking any shape but what 's their owne What Forme is else must still take from each part Either from Round or Long or Square or Sharp As those that are like to Triangulars cut Part of three Figures in one Forme is put And those that bow and bend like to a Bow Like to the Round and joynted Atomes shew Those that are Branch'd or those which crooked be You may both the Long and sharp Figures see Thus severall Figures
WHY that a Coale should set an house on Fire Is Atomes sharpe are in that Coale entire Being strong arm'd with Points do quite peirce through Those flat dull Atomes and their Formes undo And Atomes sharpe whose Forme is made for 〈◊〉 If loose do run to helpe the rest in fight For like as Souldiers which are of one side When they 〈◊〉 Friends ingag'd to rescue ride But Atomes flat where Motion is but slow They cannot fight but strait to Ashes go Of Ashes BUrnt wood is like unto an Army's rout Their Formes undone 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 all about When Atomes sharpe fat Atomes unbinde all Those loose flat Atomes we strait Ashes call The Increasing and Decreasing of visible Fire WHen Fuel's kindled Fire seemes but small That Fuell afterward doth seem Fire all Just like a Crow that on a dead Horse lights When other Crowes perceiving in their flights They strait invite themselves unto that Feast And thus from one to Numbers are increas'd So Atomes sharpe which singly flye about Joyne with the rest to eate the Fuell out And as the Fuell doth increase do they And as it wasts so do they flye away The Power of Fire FIre such power hath of every thing As like to Needle points that peirce the Skyn So doth that Element peirce into all Bee 't nere so hard strong thicke or Solid Ball. All things it doth dissolve or bow or breake Keeping its strength by making others weake Of Burning THE cause why Fire doth burne and burning smarts The reason is of Numerous little parts Which parts are Atomes sharpe that wound like Stings If they so far do peirce into our Skyns And like an angry Porcupine doth shoot His fiery Quils if nothing quench them out Their Figure makes their Motion sudden quicke And being sharpe they do like Needles pricke If they peirce deep * do make our flesh to ake If only touch * the skyn we pleasure take That kinde of paine do we a Burning call For Atomes numerous and very small Do make from Needles point a different touch Whose points are grosse and Numbers not so much Which cannot lye so close and spread so thin All at one time our Pores to enter in The Reason VVater quenches Fire THE Reason Water Fire quenches out Is Atomes round the sharpe put to a rout For when a House is on a Fire set Is Atomes sharpe do in great Armies meet And then they range themselves in Ranks and Files And strive alwaies 〈◊〉 havocke and make spoiles Running about as nimble as may bee From side to side as in great Fire we see But Atomes round do like a rescue come And separate the sharpe which in heapes run For being seperate they have no force Like to a Troope or Regiment of Horse Which when great Canon bullets are shot through They disunite and quite their strength undo So water that is throwne on flaming Fire Doth separate and make that strength expire Of the sound of VVaters Aire Flame more then Earth or Aire without Flame WHen Crowds of Atomes meet not joyned close By Motion quicke do give each other blowes So Atomes hollow which are Long and Round When they do strike do make the greatest sound Not that there 's any thing that moves therein To make Rebounds but that their Forme's more thin For being thin they larger are and wide Which make them apt to strike each others side In larger Bulks encounters are more fierce When that they strike though not so quicke to pierce This is the reason Water Aire and Flame Do make most noise when Motions move the same For Atomes loose are like to people rude Make horrid noise when in a Multitude The reason of the Roaring of the Sea ALL Waters Sphaericall when 〈◊〉 do flow Beat all those sphaericall Drops as they do go So 〈◊〉 do strike those watry drops together Which we at Sea do call Tempestuòus weather And being shpaericall and Cymball like They make a sound when each 'gainst other strike The Agilenesse of VVater WAter is apt to move being round like Balls No points to fixe doth trundle as it falls This makes the Sea when like great Mountaines high The waves do rise it steddy cannot lye But falls againe into a Liquid Plaine 〈◊〉 Winds disturbe them not levell remaine Thus watry Balls they do not 〈◊〉 But sticke so close as nothing is betwixt Of the Center IN Infinites no Center can be laid But if the World has Limits Center 's made For whatsoe're's with Circumference fac'd A Center in the midst must needs be plac'd This makes all Formes that Limit have and Bound To have a Center and Circumference round This is the Cause the World in circle runs Because a Center hath whereon it turnes The Center small Circumference big without Which by the weight doth 〈◊〉 it turne about All sharpe Atomes do run to the Center and those that settle not by reason of the straitnesse of the Place flye out to the Circumference Sharpe Atomes to the Center make a Sun ALL Atomes sharpe to every Center flye In midst of Earth and midst of Planets lye And in those Planets there are Centers too Where the sharpe Atomes with quicke Motion go And to the Center of the Earth they run There gathering close and so become a Sun This is the Axe whereon the Earth turnes round And gives the heat which in the Earth is found A World of Fire thus may we guesse the Sun If all sharpe Atomes to the Center run For why the Sun amongst the Planets round Iust as a Center in the midst is found And 〈◊〉 Stars which give a twinckling Light Are Center Worlds of Fire that shineth bright In the Center Atomes never Separate JUst at the Center is a point that 's small Those Atomes that are there are wedg'd in all They lye so close firme in one Body binde No other 〈◊〉 or Motion can un Winde For they are wreath'd so hard about that point As they become a Circle without joynt * If Infinite VVorlds Infinite Centers IF Infinites of Worlds they must be plac'd At such a distance as between lies waste If they were joyned close moving about By justling they would push each other out And if they swim in Aire as Fishes do In Water they would meet * as they did go But if the Aire each World doth inclose Them all about then like to Water flowes Keeping them equall and in order right That as they move shall not each other strike Or like to water wheels by water turn'd So Aire round about those Worlds do run And by that Motion they do turne about No further then that Motions strength runs out Like to a Bowle which will no further go But runs according as that strength do throw Thus like as Bowles the Worlds do turne and run But still the Jacke and Center is the * Sun The Infinites of
Poetry unlesse it were in their Dressings which can be no longer read then Beauty lasts Wherefore it hath seemed hitherto as if Nature had compounded Mens Braines with more of the Sharp Atomes which make the hot and dry Element and Womens with more of the round Atomes which Figure makes the cold and most Element And though Water is a usesull Element yet Fire is the Nobler being of an Aspiring quality But it is rather a Dishonour not a Fault in Nature for her Inferiour Workes to move towards Perfection though the best of her Workes can never be so Perfect as her selfe yet she is pleased when they imitate her and to imitate her I hope you will be pleased I Imitate you T is true my Verses came not out of Jupiters Head therefore they cannot prove a Pallas yet they are like Chast Penelope's Work for I wrote them in my Husbands absence to delude Melancholy Thoughts and avoid Idle Time The last thing Truth tells you is my Verses were gathered too soon wherefore they cannot be of a Mature growth for the Sun of time was onely at that height as to draw them forth but not heat enough to ripen them which makes me feare they will tast harsh and unpleasant but if they were strew'd with some Sugar of Praises and Bake'd in the Oven of Applause they may passe at a generall Feast though they do not relish with nice and delicate Palates yet the Vulgar may digest them sor they care not what the Meat is if the Crust bee good or indeed thick for they judge according to the quantity not the quality or rarity but they are oft perswaded by the senses of others 〈◊〉 then their owne Wherefore if it be not worthy of Commendations pray be silent and cast not out severe Censures And I shall give Thankes for what is Eaten I desire all those which read this part of my Book to consider that it is thick of Fancies and therefore requires the more Study But if they understand not I desire they would do as those which have a troubled Conscience and cannot resolve themselves of some Doubts wherefore they are required by the Church to go to a Minister thereof to have them explain'd and not to Interpret according to their owne Imaginations So I intreat those that cannot find out the Conceit of my Fancies to ask a Poet where the Conciet lies before they Censure and not to accuse my Book for Non-sense condemning it with a false Construction through an Ignorant zeale of Malice nor do not mistake nor ask a Rhimer instead of a Poet least I be condemned as a Traytor to Sense through the blindnesse of the Judges Understanding But if the Judge be learned in the Lawes of Poetry and honesty from Bribes of Envie I shall not need to feare but that the Truth will be found out and its Innocence will be free'd at the Bar of Censure and be sent home with the Acquittance of Applause Yet pray do not think I am so Presumptuous to compare my selfe in this Comparison to the Church but I onely here compare Truth to the Church and Truth may be compared from the lowest Subject or Object to the Highest I must intreat my Noble Reader to read this part of my Book very slow and to observe very strictly every word they read because in most of these Poems every word is a Fancy Wheresore if they loose by not marking or ship by too hasty reading they will intangle the Sense of the whole Copy Of Poets and their Theft AS Birds to hatch their Young do sit in Spring Some Ages severall Broods of Poets bring Which to the World in Verse do sweetly sing Their Notes great Nature set not Art so taught So Fancies in the Braine that Nature wrought Are best what lmitation makes are naught For though they sing as well as well may bee And make their Notes of what they learne agree Yet he that teaches still hath Mastery And ought to have the Crowne of Praise and Fame In the long Role of Time to write his Name And those that steale it out to blame There 's None should Places have in Fames high Court But those that first do win Inventions Fort Not Messeugers that onely make Report To Messengers Rewards of Thanks are due For their great Paines telling their Message true But not the Honour to Invention new Many there are that Sutes will make to weare Of severall Patches stole both here and there That to the World they Gallants may appeare And the Poore Vulgar which but little know Do Reverence all that makes a Glistring Shew Examines not the same how they came to Then do they call their Friends and all their Kin They Factions make the Ignorant to bring And with their help into Fames Court get in Some take a Line or two of Horace Wit And here and there they will a Fancy pick. And so of Homer Virgill Ovid sweet Makes all those Poets in their Book to meet Yet makes them not appeare in their right shapes But like to Ghosts do wander in 〈◊〉 Shades But those that do so are but Poet-Juglers And like to Conjurers are Spirit-troublers By Sorcery the Ignorant delude Shewing false Glasses to the Multitude And with a small and undiscerning Haire They pull Truth out the place wherein she were But by the Poets Lawes they should be hang'd And in the Hell of Condemnation damn'd MOst of our Moderne Writers now a daies Consider not the Fancy but the Phrase As if sine words were Wit or One should say A Woman 's handsome if her Cloaths be gay Regarding not what Beauty 's in the Face Nor what Proportion doth the Body grace As when her shooes be high to say shee 's tall And when Shee is strait-lac'd to say shee 's small When Painted or her Haire is curl'd with Art Though of it selfe t is Plaine and Skin is swart We cannot say from her a Thanks is due To Nature nor those Arts in her we view Unlesse shee them invented and so taught The World to set forth that which is stark naught But Fancy is the Eye gives Life to all Words the Complexion as a whited Wall Fancy is the Form Flesh Blood Bone Skin Words are but Shadowes have no Substance in But Number is the Motion gives the Grace And is the Countenance to a well form'd Face FANCIES The severall Keyes of Nature which unlock her severall Cabinets ABunch of Keyes which hung by Natures Side Nature to unlock these her Boxes try'd The sirst was Wit that Key unlockt the Ear Opened the Brain to see what things were there The next was Beauties Key unlockt the Eyes Opened the Heart to see what therein lyes The third was Appetite that Key was quick Opens the Stomack meat to put in it The Key of 〈◊〉 opens the Braine though hard For of a Stink the Nose is much afeard The Key of Paine unlocked Touch but slow Nature is loath Diseases for to
I should be rude Kissing her Garment thin which Fancy made Kneeling upon a Thought like one that pray'd In whispers soft I did present His humble service which in mirth was sent Thus by imagination I have been In Fairy Court and seen the Fairy Queen For why imagination runs about In every place yet none can trace it out A Poet I am neither borne nor bred But to a witty Poet married Whose Braine is Fresh and Pleasant as the Spring Where Fancies grow and where the Muses sing There oft I leane my Head and 〈◊〉 harke To heare his words and all his Fancies mark And from that Garden Flowers of Fancies take Whereof a Posie up in Verse I make Thus I that have no Garden of mine owne There gather Flowers that are newly blowne REader I have a little Tract of Philosophicall Fancies in Prose which will not be long before it appear in the world FINIS AN Eye As Round and Long have As the numbers of Sharpe Atomes do peirce and make way through greater numbers as a Sparke of fire will kindle and burn up a house * These Atomes are 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Atomes and half Fiery Long Round Sharpe Flat * This is when some Atomes overpower others by their Numbers for they cannot change their Formes Over power'd 〈◊〉 do so In compasse * In compasse * In compasse * As water will make a wheele to go so 〈◊〉 makes water go * A crosse Motion 〈◊〉 the Circular if there be 〈◊〉 space between The world turns 〈◊〉 two imaginary Poles the Earth upon one the Heavens upon another yet the Earth nor the Heavens could not stir 〈◊〉 no 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 example A wheel could not 〈◊〉 round if the 〈◊〉 were prest 〈◊〉 close and the center on either side * I meane all Rayes in generall of all sorts 〈◊〉 Atomes which move * The Suns Rayes * Concaves draw to a center * 〈◊〉 Atomes shine but sharp Atomes * It seems like a burning coal * Long Atomes sharp at each end * That part of the Earth is darke which is from the Sun * To that part of the Earth the Moone hides * At the Poles Round Atomes are water Sharp Atomes By Gone 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Motion ceases Their Forme doth not dissolve 〈◊〉 at their Death * Life is such kinde of Motion as sharp Atomes * That is when they are separated or their Motion 〈◊〉 and though every Figure hath 〈◊〉 Motions 〈◊〉 to their Shape yet they do not move alwaies alike 〈◊〉 they have one kinde of Motion singly and another kinde when they are united but when they are mixt with other Figures their Motion 〈◊〉 according to their severall mixtures * The sharpe Atomes are like the Teeth of Mice * Not the form of the Atomes but the forme of their Settlement * 〈◊〉 loose Atomes which we perceive not doe run to those which are united in the Coale * Wood is made most of flat Atomes * For severall Formes are according to the 〈◊〉 of Atomes which Formes are undone still by the strongest party When there is no Substance left for sharp Atomes to worke upon they disperse for they seek to undo the composure of all other Atomes When it 〈◊〉 Warmth * They separate the sharp Atomes * When Water is throwne on Fire * When Water is throwne on Fire * The encounters of Bodies make all Sound * Long and round Atomes are more thin theu flat or sharpe by reason they are more hollow and their hollowness makes their Bulk blgger though not their weight heavier * Those Drops ioyning close and even * 〈◊〉 there be Infinites of Worlds then there may be insiuites of Centers although not a Center in 〈◊〉 * The Sun in the midst of the 〈◊〉 which are sharpe Atomes As it were without partition but it is but one They would beat against each other They are 〈◊〉 according to the severall strengths of their motion They turne as they go A Jack Bowle is the marke The severall Elements are at but one matter The Wind. * All things come from God Almighty * When the Sun draws up more Moisture then it can digest it turns to Raine or wind * As it seems to us * As I have before 〈◊〉 they do it 〈◊〉 Atomes Because my Lines are too long for my Rhimes therefore I put them in Prose * Numbers * Fancy * Because 〈◊〉 Poets imitate Homer * The Theft of Poets * There may be more Earths then one for all we know and but one Sun * The Crest in the Wainscot gilt Good Mines are found out by the Birches bowing * Sun Beames * There would be no 〈◊〉 if no Light These Smocks are the daies * The Moon * The five Senses are Natures Boxes Cabinets The Braine her chiefe Cabinet which are Love Verses Natures Cellar 〈◊〉 wine Strong-waters * Flesh and Fish Natures wheele Natures Garden Natures Musicall Instruments Natures Musick Natures Arable and Meadow Natures Horses Natures Ship * In the Aire Clouds move or wave as water in the Sea and Ebb and Flow according to dry or moist weather * A bough is their Haven * A Church As ripe Corne will do with the wind * Here the Ship is taken for a Horse * Five Senses 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 * Which are the 24. Letters of the Alphabet 1 〈◊〉 2 Masquer 3 〈◊〉 * As a 〈◊〉 5 Masquer A Masquer drest with Honour Time * Times Cabinet is Oppertunity The Offerings * The waters run in circulations It was a custome in ancient time to hang their offerings on trees All objects that the Senses bring in are as Merchandises brought from forreign parts When 〈◊〉 are shot from each corner they make 〈◊〉 triangular point upon the 〈◊〉 Vanity Pride Ambition Fame * The under lid
severall tempers make But what is mixt doth of the Four partake Of Aiery Atomes THE Atomes long which streaming Aire makes Are hollow from which Forme Aire softnesse takes This makes that Aire and water neer agree Because in hollownesse alike they be For Aiery Atomes made are like a Pipe And watry Atomes Round and Cimball like Although the one is Long the other Round Yet in the midst a hollownesse is found This makes us thinke water turnes into Aire And Aire often runs into water faire And like two Twins mistaken they are oft Because their hollownesse makes both them soft Of Aire THE reason why Aire doth so equall spred Is Atomes long at each end ballanced For being long and each end both alike Are like to Weights which keep it steddy right For howsoere it moves to what Forme joyne Yet still that Figure lies in every line For Atomes long their 〈◊〉 are like a Thread Which interweaves like to a Spiders Web And thus being thin it so subtle growes That into every empty place it goes Of Earth WHY Earth's not apt to move but slow and dull Is Atomes flat no Vacuum hath ' butfull That Forme admits no empty place to bide All parts are fil'd having no hollow side And where no Vacuum is Motion is slow Having no empty places for to go Though Atomes all are small as small may bee Yet by their Formes Motion doth disagree For Atomes sharp do make themselves a Way Cutting through other Atomes as they stray But Atomes flat will dull and lazy lay Having no Edge or point to make a Way The weight of Atomes IF Atomes are as small as small can bee They must in quantity of Matter all agree And if consisting Matter of the same be right Then every Atome must weigh just alike Thus Quantity Quality and Weight all Together meets in every Atome small The bignesse of Atomes MHEN I say Atomes small as small can bee I mean Quantity quality and Weight agree Not in the Figure for some may shew Much bigger and some lesser so Take Water fluid and Ice that 's firme Though the Weight be just the Bulke is not the same So Atomes are some soft others more knit According as each Atome's Figured Round and Long Atomes hollow are more slacke Then Flat or Sharpe for they are more compact And being hollow they are spread more thin Then other Atomes which are close within And Atomes which are thin more tender far For those that are more close they harder are The joyning of severall Figur'd Atomes make other Figures SEverall Figur'd Atomes well agreeing When joyn'd do give another Figure being For as those Figures joyned severall waies The Fabrick of each severall Creature raise What Atomes make Change T IS severall Figur'd Atomes that make Change When severall Bodies meet as they do range For if they sympathise and do agree They joyne 〈◊〉 as one Body bee But if they joyne like to a Rabble-rout Without all order running in and out Then disproportionable things they make Because they did not their right places take All things last or dissolve according to the Composure of Atomes THose Atomes loosely joyn'd do not remaine So long as those which Closenesse do maintaine Those make all things i' th 〈◊〉 ebb and flow According as the moving Atomes go Others in Bodies they do joyne so close As in long time they never stir nor loose And some will joyne so close and knit so fast As if unstir'd they would for ever last In smallest Vegetables loosest Atomes lye Which is the reason they so quickly dye In Animals much closer they are laid Which is the cause Life is the longer staid Some Vegetables and Animals do joyne In equall strength if Atomes so combine But Animals where Atomes close lay in Are stronger then some Vegetables thin But in Vegetables where Atomes do stick fast As in strong Trees the longer they do last In Minerals they are so hard wedg'd in No space they leave for Motion to get in Being Pointed all the closer they do lye Which make them not like Vegetables dye Those Bodies where loose Atomes most move in Are Soft and Porous and many times thin Those 〈◊〉 Bodies never do live long For why loose Atomes never can be strong There Motion having power tosses them about Keeps them from their right places so Life goes out Of Loose Atomes IN every Braine loose Atomes there do lye Those which are Sharpe from them do Fancies flye Those that are long and Aiery nimble be But Atomes Round and Square are dull and sleepie Change is made by several-figur'd Atomes and Motion IF Atomes all are of the selfe same Matter As Fire Aire Earth and Water Then must their severall Figures make all Change By Motions helpe which orders as they range Of Sharpe Atomes THen Atomes Sharpe Motion doth mount up high Like Arrowes sharpe Motion doth make them flye And being sharpe and swift they peirce so deep As they passe through all Atomes as they meet By their swift motion they to bright Fire turne And being Sharpe they peirce which we call Burne What Atomes make Flame THose Atomes which are Long sharp at each end Stream forth like Aire in Flame which Light doth seem For Flame doth flow as if it fluid were Which shewes part of that Figure is like Aire Thus Flame is joyn'd two Figures into one But Fire without Flame is sharpe alone Of Fire and Flame ALthough we at a distance stand if great The Fire be the Body through will heat Yet those sharpe Atomes we do not perceive How they flye out nor how to us 〈◊〉 cleave Nor do they flame nor shine they cleare and bright When they 〈◊〉 out and on our Bodies strike The reason is they loose and scattered flye And not in Troupes nor do they on 〈◊〉 Like small dust 〈◊〉 which scatter'd all about We see it not nor doth it keep Light out When gathered thick up to a Mountaine high We see them then in solid Earth to lye Just so do Atomes sharpe looke cleere and bright When in heaps lye or in a streaming flight Of Fire in the Flint THE reason Fire lies in Flint unseene Is other Figur'd Atomes lye betweene For being bound and overpowred by A Multitude they do in Prison lye Unlesse that Motion doth release them out With as strong power which make them flye about But if that Flint be beat to powder small To sep'rate the grossest releas'd are all But when they once are out do not returne But seeke about to make another Forme Of the Sympathy of Atomes BY Sympathy Atomes are fixed so As past some Principles they do not go For count the Principles of all their workes You 'le finde there are not many severall sorts For when they do dissolve and new Formes make They still to their first Principles do take As Animals Vegetables Minerals So Aire Fire Earth Water falls Of the Sympathy of their Figures SUch Sympathy there is
in every Figure That every severall sort do flock together As Aire Water Earth and Fine Which make each Element to be entire Not but loose 〈◊〉 like Sheep stray about And in t o severall places go in andout And some as Sheep and Kine do mixe together Which when they mixe t is severall change of weather But Motion as their 〈◊〉 drives them so As not to let them out of order go What Atomes make Vegetables Minerals and Animals THE Eranched Atomes Formes each 〈◊〉 thing The hooked points pull out and m akes them spring The Atomes Round give Juice the Sharpe give heate And those grow Hearbs and Fruits and Flowers sweet Those that are Square and Flat not rough withall Make those which Stone and Minerals we call But in all Stones and Minerals no doubt Sharpe points do lye which Fire makes strike out Thus Vegetables Minerals do grow According as the severall Atomes go In Animals all Figures do agree But in Mankinde the best of Atomes bee And thus in Nature the whole World may be For all we know unto Eternitie What Atomes make Heate and Cold. SSuch kinde of Atomes which make Heat make Cold Like Pincers sharpe which nip and do take hold But Atomes that are pointed sharpe peirce through And Atomes which are sharpe but Hookt pull to Yet all must into pointed Figures turne For Atomes blunt will never freeze nor burne Cause 〈◊〉 Figures do to a soft Forme bend And Soft do unto 〈◊〉 or Liquid tend What Atomes make Fire to burne and what Flame WHat makes a Sparks of Fire to burne more quick Then a great Flame because 't is small to stick For Fire of it selfe it is so dry Falls into parts as crowds of Atomes lye The Sharpest Atomes keepe the Body hot To give out Heat some Atomes forth are shot Sometimes for anger the Sparkes do flye about Or want of roome the weakest are thrust out They are so sharpe that whatsoere they meet If not orepowr'd by other Atomes eate As Ants which small will eate up a dead Horse So Atomes sharpe on Bodies of lesse force Thus Atomes sharpe yet sharper by degrees As Stings in Flies are not so sharpe as Bees And when they meet a Body solid stat The weakest Flye the Sharpest worke on that Those that are not so sharpe do flye about To seeke some lighter matter to eate out So lighter Atomes do turne Aire to Flame Because more Thin and 〈◊〉 is the same Thus Flame is not so hot as Burning Coale The Atomes are too weake to take fast hold The sharpest into firmest Bodies flye But if their strength be small they quickly dye Or if their Number be not great but small The 〈◊〉 Atomes beate and quench out all What Atomes make the Sun and the Sea go round ALL pointed Atomes they to Fire turne Which by their drinesse they so light become Above the rest do flye and make a Sun Which by consent of parts a Wheele of Fire growes Which being Sphaericall in a round motion goes And as it turnes round Atomes turne about Which Atomes round are Water without doubt This makes the Sea go round like Water-Mill For as the Sun turnes round so doth the water still What Atomes make Life ALL pointed Atomes to Life do tend Whether pointed all or at one end Or whether Round are set like to a Ring Or whether Long are roul'd as on a String Those which are pointed streight quick Motion give But those that bowe and bend more dull do live For Life lives dull or merrilie According as Sharpe Atomes be The Cause why things do live and dye Is as the mixed Atomes lye What Atomes make Death LIfe is a Fire and burnes full hot But when Round watry Atomes power have got Then do they quench Lifes Atomes out Blunting their Points and kill their courage stout Thus they sometimes do quite thrust out each other When equall mix'd live quietly together The cause why things do live and dye Is as the mixed Atomes lye What Atomes cause Sicknesse WHen sicke the Body is and well by fits Atomes are fighting but none 〈◊〉 better gets If they agree then Health returnes againe And so shall live as long as Peace remaine What Atomes make a Dropsie WHen Atomes round do meet joyne in one Ball Then they swell high and grow Hydropicall Thus joyning they ' come strong so powerfull grow All other Atomes they do overflow What Atomes make a Consumption THE Atomes sharpe when they together meet They grow so hot all other Atomes beate And being hot becomes so very dry They drinke Lifes moisture up make motion dye What Atomes make the wind Collick LOng aiery Atomes when they are combin'd Do spread themselves abroad and so make Wind Making a Length and Breadth extend so far That all the rest can neither go nor stir And being forc'd not in right places lye Thus press'd too hard Man in great paine doth lye What Atomes make a Palsey or Apoplexy DUll Atomes flat when they together joyne And with each other in a heape combine This Body thicke doth stop all passage so Keeps Motion out so num'd the Body grow Atomes that are sharpe in which Heate doth live Being smothered close no heate can give But if those Atomes flat meet in the Braine They choake the Spirits can no hea te obtaine In all other Diseases they are mixed taking parts and factions BUT in all other Diseases they are mix'd And not in one consisting Body fix'd But do in factions part then up do rise Striving to beate each other out Man dies All things are govern'd by Atomes THus Life and Death and young and old Are as the severall Atomes hold So Wit and Vnderstanding in the Braine Are as the severall Atomes reigne And Dispositions good or ill Are as the severall Atomes still And every Passion which doth rise Is as the severall Atomes lies Thus Sicknesse Health and Peace and War Are alwaies as the severall Atomes are A warr with Atomes SOme factious Atomes will agree combine They strive some form'd Body to unjoyne The Round beate out the Sharpe the Long The Flat do fight withall thus all go wrong Those which make Motion Generall in their war By his direction they much stronger are Atomes and Motion fall out WHen Motion and all Atomes disagree Thunder in Skies and sicknesse in Men bee Earthquakes and Windes which make disorder great T is when that Motion all the Atomes beate In this confusion a horrid noise they make For Motion will not let them their right places take Like frighted Flocks of Sheepe together run Thus Motion like a Wolfe doth worry them The agreement of some kinde of Motion with some kinde of Atomes SOme Motion with some Atomes well agree Fits them to places right as just may bee By Motions helpe they so strong joyne each to That hardly Motion shall againe undo Motions inconstancy oft gives such power To Atomes as they can Motion devoure
Cold As Haile-stones are more strength thereby doth hold Then Flakes of Snow may have more quantity Then Haile-stones yet not have more force thereby They fall so soft they scarce do strike our Touch Haile-stones we feele and know their weight too much But Figures that are Flat are dull and slow Make weake Impression wheresoe're they go For let ten times the quantity of Steele Be beaten thin no hurt by that you 'le feele But if that one will take a Needle small The Point be Sharpe and presse the Flesh withall Strait it shall hurt and put the Flesh to paine Which with more strength that shall not do that 's plaine Although you presse it hard against the Skin May heavy feele but shall not enter in So may the Wind that 's thinly rarified Presse us downe but it shall not peirce the side Or take a Blade that 's flat though strong and great And with great strength upon the Head that beat The skull may breake seldome knocke out the Braines Which Arrowes sharpe soone do and with lesse paines Thus what is small more subtle is and quicke For all that 's small in Porous Bodies sticke Then are the Winds more cold when they do blow Broke into Atomes small then streaming flow For all which knit and closely do compose Much stronger are and give the harder Blowes This shewes what 's neerest absolute to bee Although an 〈◊〉 to its small degree Take quantity for quantity alike Vnion more then Mixture hard shall strike Of Stars WEE finde in the East-Indies Stars there bee Which we in our Horizon did nere fee Yet we do take great paines in Glasses cleere To see what Stars do in the Skie appeare But yet the more we search the lesse we know Because we finde our Worke doth endlesse grow For who doth know but Stars we see by Night Are Suns wich to some other Worlds give Light But could our outward Senses pace the Skie As well as can Imaginations high If we were there as little may we know As those which stay and never do up go Then let not Man in fruitlesse paines Life spend The most we know is Nature Death will send Of the Motion of the Sun SOmetimes we finde it Hot and sometimes Cold Yet equall in Degrees the Sun doth hold And in a Winters day more Heate have found Then Summer when the Sun should parch the Ground For if this heate doth make him gallop fast Must ever equall be or stay his haste If so then Seas which send a Vapour high May coole his Courage so in the mid way lye Besides the middle Region which is cold And full of Ice will of his strength take hold Then t is not heat that makes him run so fast But running fast doth heat upon Earth cast And Earth sends Vapours cold to quench his beate Which breake his strength and make his Beames so weake Of the Suns weaknesse THE Sun doth not unto the Center go He cannot shoot his Beames so deep and low For a thicke Wall will breake his Arrowes small So that his heate can do no hurt at all And Earth hath Armes so thicke to keepe out all His cry Darts which he on her lets fall A Fire in the Center AS Heate about the Heart alwaies keeps nigh So doth a Fire about the Center lye This heate disperses through the Body round And when that heate is not no Life is found Which makes all things she sends to bud and beare Although the Suns hot Beames do ne're come there But yet the Sun doth nourish all without But Fire within the Earth gives Life no doubt So heate within begets with Childe the Earth And heate without is Mid-wise to her Birth The Sun is Nurse to all the Earth beares THough the Earth to all gives Forme and Feature Yet the Sun is Nurse to every Creature For long she could not live without his Heate Which is the nourishing and ripening Meate Just as a Childe is got and born of Man It must be fed or 't will soone dye agen What makes Eccho THE same Motion which from the Mouth doth move Runs through the Aire which we by Eccho prove As severall Letters do a word up-joyne So severall Figures through the Aire combine The Aire is waxe words Seale and give the Print Those words an Eccho in the Aire do 〈◊〉 And while those Figures last Life domaintaine When Motion weares it out is Eccho slaine As Sugar in the Mouth doth melt and taste So Eccho in the Aire it selfe doth waste Of Rebounds REbounds resisting substance must worke on Both in its selfe and what it beates upon For yeilding 〈◊〉 which do bow or breake Can ne're Rebound 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 like 〈◊〉 speake Then every word of Aire formes a Ball And every Letter like a 〈◊〉 doth fall Words are condensed Aire which heard do grow As water which by Cold doth turne to Snow And as when Snow is pres'd hard Balls become So words being pres'd as Balls do backward run Of Sound A Sound seemes nothing yet a while doth live And like a wanton Lad mocke Answers give Not like to Soules which from the Body go For Eccho hath a Body of Aire we know Yet strange it is that Sound so strong and cleere Resisting Bodies have yet not appeare But Aire which subtle is encounter may Thus words a Sound may with selfe Eccho play Grow weary soone and cannot hold out long Seemes out of breath and faulter with the Tongue Of Shadow and Eccho A Shadow fell in love with the bright Light Which makes her walke perpetually in her sight And when He 's absent then poore Soule she dyes But when He shewes himselfe her Life revives She Sister is to Eccho loud and cleere Whose voice is heard but no Body appeare She hates to see or shew her selfe to men Unlesse Narcissus could live once agen But these two Soules for they no Bodies have Do wander in the Aire to seeke a Grave Silence would bury on the other Night Both are denied by Reflections spight And each of these are subject to the Sense One strikes the Eare Shadow the Eye presents Of Light SOme thinke no Light would be without the Eye T is true a Light our Braine could not descry And if the Eye makes Light and not the Sun As well our Touch may make the Fire to burne Of Light and Sight PHilosophers which thought to reason well Say Light and Colour in the Braine do dwell That Motion in the Braine doth Light beget And if no Braine the World in darknesse Shut Provided that the Braine hath Eyes to see So Eyes and Braine do make the Light to 〈◊〉 If so poore Donne was out when he did say If all the World were blind 't would still be day Say they Light would not in the Aire reigne Unlesse you le grant the World were one great Braine Some Ages in Opinion all agree The next doth strive to make them salse to be But what is doth
which Affections grow The 're severall Dresses which the Mind puts on Some serve as Veiles which over it is throwne What Creature is there hath such peircing Eyes That mingles Soules and a fast Friend-ship tyes What Creature else but Man hath such Delights So various and such strong odd Appetites Man can distill and is a Chymist rare Divides and separates VVater Fire and Aire Thus can 〈◊〉 divide and separate All Natures work what ere she made Can take the Breadth and Heighth of things Or know the Vertue of all Plants that springs Makes Creatures all submit unto his will Makes Fame to live though Death his Body kill What else but Man can Nature imitate With Pen and Pencill can new Worlds create There 's none like Man for like to Gods is he Then let the World his Slave and Vassall be Of Ambition TEN Thousand Pounds a yeare will make me live A Kingdome Fortune then to me must give I 'le conquer all like Alexander Great And like to Caesar my Opposers beat Give me a Fame that with the World may last Let all Tongues tell of my great Actions past Let every Child when first t is taught to speak Repeat my Name my Memory for to keep And then great Fortune give to me thy power To ruine Man and raise him in an Houre Let me command the Fates and spin their thread And Death to stay his Sithe when I forbid And Destiny give me your Chaines to tye Effects from Causes to produce thereby And let me like the Gods on high become That nothing can but by my will be done Of Humility WHen with returning Thoughts my selfe behold I find all Creatures else made of that Mould And for the Mind which some say is like Gods I do not find 'twixt Man and Beast such oddes Onely the Shape of Men is fit for use Which makes him seem much wiser then a Goose. For had a Goose which seemes of simple Kind A Shape to form and fit things to his Mind To make such Creatures as himselfe obey Could hunt and shoot those that would 'scape away As wise would seem as Man be as much fear'd As when the Coose comes neere the Man be fear'd Who knowes but Beasts may wiser then Men bee We no such Errours or Mistakes can see Like quiet Men besides they joy in rest To eat and drink in Peace they think it best Their Food is all they seek the rest think vaine 〈◊〉 not unto Eternity remaine Despise not Beast nor yet be proud of Art But Nature thank for forming so each Part. And since your Knowledge is begot by form Let not your Pride that Reason overcome For if that Motion in your Braine workes best Despise not Beast cause Motion is deprest Nor proud of Speech 'cause Reason you can shew For Beast hath Reason too for all we know But Shape the Mind informes with what doth find Which being taught is wiser then Beast-kind Of Riches or Covetousnesse WHat will not 〈◊〉 in abundance do Or make the Mind of Man submit unto It bribes out Vertue from her strongest hold It makes the Coward valorous and bold It corrupts Chastity meltes Thoughts of Ice And bashfull Modesty it doth intice It makes the humble proud and Meek to swell Destroies all Loyalty makes Hearts rebell It doth unty the Knots of Friend-ship fast Naturall Affections away to cast It cuts th' Innocents Throat and Hearts divide It buyes out Conscience doth each Cause decide It makes Man venture Life and Limb So much is Wealth desir'd by him It buies out Heaven and casts Soules to Hell For Man to get this Muck his God will sell. Of Poverty I live in low Thatcht House Roomes small my Cell Not big enough for Prides great Heart to dwell My Roomes are not with Stately Cedars built No Marble Chimney-peece nor Wainscot gilt No Statues cut or carv'd nor cast in Brasse Which had they Life would Natures Art surpasse Nor painted Pictures which Appelles drew There 's nought but Lime and Haire homely to view No Agget Table with a Tortoise Frame Nor Stooles stuft with Birds feathers wild or tame But a Stump of an old decayed Tree And Stooles with three legs which halfe lame they bee Cut with a Hatchet from some broken Boughes And this is all which Poverty allowes Yet it is free from Cares no Theeves do feare The Doore stands open all is welcome there Not like the Rich who Guests doth entertaine With cruelty to Birds Beasts that are slaine Who 〈◊〉 their Bodies with their melted Grease And by their Flesh their Bodies fat increase We need no Cook nor Skill to dresse our Meat For Nature dresses most of what we cate As Roots and Herbes not such as Art doth sow But such in Feilds which naturally grow Our wooden Cups we from the Spring do fill Which is the Wine-presse of great Nature still When rich Men they for to delight their tast 〈◊〉 out the Juice from Earth her strength do wast For Bearing often shee will grow so leane A 〈◊〉 for Bones bare Earth is seen And for their Drink the subtle Spirits take Both from the Barley and the sull-ripe Grape Thus by their Luxury their life they wast All the ir delight is still to please their tast This heates the Mind with an ambitious fire None happy is but in a low desire Their desires run they six themselves no where What they have or can have they do not care What they injoy not long for and admire Sick for that want so restlesse is desire When we from Labours come blest with a quiet sleep No 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 our Sense awake doth keep All 's still and silent in our House and Mind Our Thoughts are chearfull and our Hearts are kind And though that life in Motion still doth dwell Yet rest in life a poore Man loveth well Of Tranquillity THat Mind which would in Peace and quiet be Must cast off Cares and foolish Vanity With honest desires a house must build Upon the ground of Honour and be seild With constant Resolutions to last long Rais'd on the Pillars of Justice strong Let nothing dwell there but Thoughts right holy Turne out Ignorance and rude rash folly There will the Mind injoy it selfe in Pleasure For to it 〈◊〉 it is the greatest Treasure For they are poore whose Mind is discontent What Joy they have it is but to them lent The World is like unto a troubled Sea Life as a Barque made of a rotten Tree Where every 〈◊〉 ave indangers it to split And drown'd it is if 'gainst a Rock it hit But if this Barque be made with Temperance strong It mounts the Waves and Voyages takes long If Discretion doth as the Pilot guide It scapes all Rocks still goes with Wind and Tide Where Love as Merchant trafficks up to Heaven And for his Prayers he hath Mercies given 〈◊〉 as Factor sets the price of things Tranquillity as Buyers in the Money brings Of the Shortnesse of Mans
〈◊〉 did joyne Where grew 〈◊〉 Margerom and sweet wild Time And Winter-savory which was never set On which the Stag delighted much to eat But looking downe upon the 〈◊〉 low He sees the Grasse and 〈◊〉 thick to grow And Springs which dig themselves a Passage out Much like as Serpents wind cach Feild about Rising in Winter high do over-flow The Flowry Banks but rich the Soile doth grow So as he went thinking therein to feed He saw a Feild which sow'd was with Wheat Seed The Blades were growne a hand-full high and more Which Sight his Tast did soon invite him o're In hast goes on feeds full then downe he lies The Owner coming there he soon espies Strait call'd his Dogs to hunt him from that place At last it came to be a Forrest Chase. The Chase grew hot the Stag apace did run Dogs followed close and Men for sport did come At last a Troop of Men Horse Dogs did meet Which made the Hart to try his Nimble Feet Full swift he was his Hornes he bore up high Then Men did shout the Dogs ran yelping by And Bugle Hornes with severall Notes did blow Hunts-men to crosse the Stag did side-waies go The Horses beat their Hooses against dry ground Raising such Clouds of dust their waies searce found Their Sides ran downe with Sweat as if they were New come from watring dropping every Haire The Dogs their Tongues out of their Months hung long Their Sides did beat like Feaverish Pulse so strong Their Short Ribbs heave up high then fall downe low As Bellowes draw in wind the same to blow Men tawny grew the Sun their Skins did turne Their Mouths were dry their Bowels felt to 〈◊〉 The Stag so hot as Coles when kindled through Yet swiftly ran when he the Dogs did view Coming at length unto a Rivers side Whose Current flow'd as with a falling Tide Where he leapes in to quench his scortching heat To wash his Sides to coole his burning Feet Hoping the Dogs in water could not swim But hee 's deceiv'd the Dogs do enter in Like Fishes try'd to swim in water low But out alas his Hornes too high do shew When Dogs were cover'd over Head and Eares No part is seen onely their Nose appeares The Stag and River like a Race did shew He striving still the swift River to out-go Whilst Men and Horses ran the Banks along Encouraging the Dogs to follow on Where he on waters like a Looking-glasse By a Reflection sees their Shadowes passe 〈◊〉 cuts his Breath off short his Limbs do shrink Like those the Cramp doth take to bottom sink Thus out of Breath no longer could he stay But leapes on Land and swiftly runs away Change gave him ease ease strength in strength hope lives Hope joyes the Heart or light Hecle joy still gives His Feet like to a Feather'd Arrow flies Or like a winged Bird that mounts the Skies The Dogs like Ships that saile with Wind and Tide Which cut the Aire and waters deep divide Or like a greedy 〈◊〉 seeks for Gaine Will venture Life so trafficks on the Maine The Hunters like to Boies no dangers shun To see a Sight will venture Life and Limb. Which sad become when Mischiefe takes not place Is out of Countenance as with disgrace But when they see a Ruine and a fall Return with Joy as Conquerors they were all Thus their severall Passions their waies did meet As Dogs desire to catch did make them Fleet. The Stag with feare did run his life to save Whilst Men for love of 〈◊〉 dig his Grave The angry Dust in every Face up flies As with Revenge seeks to put out their Eies Yet they so fast went on with such loud Cries The Stag no hope had left nor help espies His Heart so heavie grew with Griefe and Care That his small Feet his Body could not beare Yet loth to dye or yeild to Foes was he But to the last would strive for Victory T was not for want of Courage he did run But that an Army against One did come Had he the Valour of bold Caear stout Must yeild himselfe to them or dye no doubt Turning his Head as if he dar'd their Spight Prepar'd himselfe against them all to fight Single he was his Hornes were all his helpes To guard him from a Multitude of Whelpes Besides a company of Men were there If Dogs should faile to strike him every where But to the last his 〈◊〉 hee 'll try out Then Men and Dogs do circle him about Some bite some bark all ply him at the Bay Where with his Hornes he tosses some away But Fate his thread had spun so downe did fall Shedding some Teares at his owne Funerall Of an Island THere was an Island rich by Natures grace In all the World it was the sweetest place Surrounded with the Seas whose Waves don't misse To do her Homage and her Feet do kisse Where every Wave by turne do bow downe low And proud to touch her as they overflow Armies of Waves in Troopes high Tides bring on Whose watry Armes do glister like the Sun And on their backs burthens of Ships do beare And in her Havens places them with care Not Mercenary They no pay will have Yet as her Guard they watch to keep her safe And in a Ring they circle her about Strong as a Wall to keep her Foes still out So Windes do serve and on the Cloudes do ride Blowing their Trumpets loud on every side And serve as Scouts do search in every Lane And gallop in the Forrest Feilds and Plaine And while shee please the Gods in safety lives They to delight her all fine Pleasures gives For all this 〈◊〉 is fertile rich and faire Both Woods and Hills and Dales in Propsects are Birds pleasure take and with delight do sing In Praises of this Isle the Woods do ring Trees thrive with joy this Isle their Roots do feed Grow tall with Pride their Tops they over-spread Dance with the Windes when they do sing and blow Play like a wanton Kid or the swist Roe Their severall Branches severall Birds do beare Which hop and Skip and alwaies merry are Their Leaves do wave and rushing make a noise Thus many waies do strive 〈◊〉 expresse their Joyes And Flowers there look fresh and gay with Mirth Whilst they are danc'd upon the lap of Earth Their Mother the Island they her Children sweet Born from her Loines got by Apollo great Who takes great care to dresse and prune them oft And with cleare Dew he washes their Leaves soft When he hath done he wipes those drops away With Webbs of heat which he weaves every day Paints them with severall Colours intermixt 〈◊〉 them with Shadowes every leafe betwixt Their Heads he dresses spreads their hairy leaves And round their Crownes his golden Beames he wreaths For he this Isle esteemes above the rest Of all his Wives we find he loves her best Presents her daily with 〈◊〉 fine new