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<DIV1 TYPE="title page">
<PB REF="1">
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<P><HI>Foure</HI> PARADOXES</P>
<LIST>
<ITEM>Of Arte,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Of Lawe,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Of Warre,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Of Seruice.</ITEM>
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<P><HI>By T. S.</HI></P>
<Q>Cupias quodcunque nece&s;&s;e e&s;t.</Q>
<P><HI>At London Printed for Thomas Bu&s;hell.</HI></P>
<P>1602.</P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="dedication">
<PB REF="2">
<PB REF="2">
<HEAD><HI>To the most Honorable, and</HI> more vertuous Lady, the Ladie <HI>Helena, Marque&s;&s;e of Nor|thampton.</HI></HEAD>
<P>_MAdam, your friends &s;end you Iewelles, your tenants, the fruit of their &s;tore, &amp; your &s;eruants many good wi&s;hes, all of them, in their kinde, being testimo|nies of their loues and dueties: I that am too poore, to pre&s;ent you with the two former; and too ambitious, to &s;upply my wants with the latter, haue pre&s;umed, in an other manner to expre&s;&s;e my humilitie, &s;ending you, not the riches of my exterior fortunes, but the fruite and i&s;&s;ue of my braine, in the begetting whereof, I wasted much pretious time. Your Honor, in accepting it, &s;hall expre&s;&s;e more true bounty, then I, in writing, can expre&s;&s;e duety, though it be all the &s;cope I leuell at. The Lord haue you in his protection, and &s;end you many happy New-yeeres.</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>Your duetifull and deuoted Seruant, Thomas Scott.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<DIV1 TYPE="author to the reader">
<PB REF="3">
<PB REF="3">
<LG>
<L>_Nor ba&s;e intru&s;ion, nor the hope of Gaine,</L>
<L>Nor Adulation, nor Vaineglorious pride,</L>
<L>Nor th' idle fancie of a fuming braine,</L>
<L>Nor any ill affected cau&s;e be&s;ide.</L>
<L>Begat the&s;e Lines; but true re&s;pectiue Loue,</L>
<L>Which all good meanings, to one end doth moue.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Nor thinke the&s;e Rimes skum'd from the froth of wit,</L>
<L>Nor loo&s;ely bound; but written with adui&s;e,</L>
<L>When my &s;ad &s;oule, did in true iudgement &s;it,</L>
<L>About th' inuention of &s;ome rare deui&s;e.</L>
<L>When contemplation fild my flowing braine,</L>
<L>And &s;erious &s;tudy did my &s;ence re&s;traine.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="4">
<L>Euen then I wrote the&s;e Lines, which &s;hall bewray,</L>
<L>The faithfull meaning of my con&s;tant &s;oule,</L>
<L>Which Time, nor obuious Chance &s;hall weare away,</L>
<L>Nor Fate conuert, nor Soueraigntie controule.</L>
<L>For this is all the certaintie I finde,</L>
<L>No power can alter a re&s;olued minde.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<PB REF="4">
<HEAD>Artes irritamenta malorum.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>FArewell vncertaine <HI>Art,</HI> who&s;e deepe&s;t skill</L>
<L>Begetts di&s;&s;entions, and ambiguous &s;trife,</L>
<L>When (like a windy bladder) thou do&s;t fill,</L>
<L>The braine with groundles hopes, &amp; &s;hades of life.</L>
<L>When thou do&s;t &s;et the word, again&s;t the word,</L>
<L>And wound&s;t our iudgment with Opinions &s;word.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When thou maintain'&s;t all errors, vnder &s;hew</L>
<L>Of plucking error vp: and do&s;t inable</L>
<L>The &s;ubtile &s;oule to proue all truth vntrue,</L>
<L>And lies the truth; euen God him&s;elfe a fable.</L>
<L>Euen God, whom euery pore-blinde &s;oule can &s;ee,</L>
<L>Thou prooue&s;t with &s;eeming rea&s;on not to bee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="5">
<L>Full well thou &s;hew'&s;t thy <HI>Author</HI> from what &s;pring,</L>
<L>Thy &s;eauen <HI>Hydrean</HI> heads proceeded fir&s;t,</L>
<L>When our fir&s;t father <HI>Paradi&s;es</HI> King,</L>
<L>For thee was then depos'd, and then accur&s;t.</L>
<L>Accur&s;t thou author of all &s;inne, all euill,</L>
<L>Knowledge, thou fruite of lu&s;t, child of the diuell.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou now in&s;truct'&s;t my milde and gentle Mu&s;e,</L>
<L>To raile again&s;t thine owneiniquitie,</L>
<L>And gain&s;t the manifold vniu&s;t abu&s;e,</L>
<L>Wherewith thou arme&s;t foule impietie.</L>
<L>To <HI>Epicurian</HI> folly, actions euill,</L>
<L>Proouing thy &s;elfe as &s;ubtile as the diuell.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="5">
<L>Thou lend'&s;t the guilefull <HI>Orator</HI> his skill,</L>
<L>To pleade gain&s;t innocence, and to defend</L>
<L>The guiltie cau&s;e; thou turn'&s;t the vpright will,</L>
<L>To fauour fal&s;ehood, and do&s;t backward bend.</L>
<L>The mo&s;t re&s;olued iudgement, arming fooles</L>
<L>With dangerous weapons and &s;harp edged tooles.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou keepe&s;t the thoughts of man in endle&s;&s;e dout,</L>
<L>Vnder a &s;hew of teaching my&s;teries,</L>
<L>And lead'&s;t the gazing &s;choller round about,</L>
<L>By Paradi&s;e of fooles, t' all mi&s;eries.</L>
<L>Thou teache&s;t circles in a blotted &s;croule,</L>
<L>The whil&s;t we loo&s;e both body, wit, and &s;oule.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="6">
<L>Thou maintain'&s;t <HI>Athei&s;me</HI> and <HI>Here&s;ie,</HI></L>
<L>Again&s;t our faith, our hope, and holy writt:</L>
<L>Impugning the mo&s;t certaine veretie,</L>
<L>With &s;hamele&s;&s;e bouldnes and contentious witt.</L>
<L><HI>Religion</HI> is a &s;carre-crow in thy eye,</L>
<L>Not band of zeale, but worldly policie.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou do&s;t intice th' incon&s;tant wauering mind,</L>
<L>To lewde forbidden practi&s;es; corrupting</L>
<L>The puritie of youth whom thou do&s;t find,</L>
<L>Mo&s;t tractable to good, &s;till interrupting</L>
<L><HI>Vertue</HI> in all her cour&s;es foule abu&s;e,</L>
<L>Which take away, and take away thy v&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="6">
<L>Thou art like gold, gotten with care and thought,</L>
<L>Then brought to bribe the Iudge again&s;t the truth,</L>
<L>Or like a &s;word with all our &s;ub&s;tance bought,</L>
<L>To kill a friend: O thing of woe and ruth!</L>
<L>Who with this gold th' oppre&s;&s;ed doth defend?</L>
<L>Or who doth v&s;e this &s;word to &s;aue his friend?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Th' art like the fire with which for glory &s;ake,</L>
<L>The villane burnt the <HI>Temple</HI> of <HI>Diana,</HI></L>
<L>Or like the tawny weede which gallants take,</L>
<L>In pride, and fetch as farre as rich <HI>Guiana.</HI></L>
<L>Thy end is infamie, thy fruite is &s;moake,</L>
<L>With which the greedy taker thou do&s;t choake.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="7">
<L>Th' art a Camelion, chaunging to the hue,</L>
<L>That's interpo&s;d, as obiect to thy eye;</L>
<L>For truth to &s;ay, in true men, thou art true,</L>
<L>In euill men, full of damned &s;ubtiltie.</L>
<L>The Bee &s;ucks honny from thee: but the Toade,</L>
<L>With doubled force his poy&s;oned bulke doth load</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For when a carele&s;&s;e villaine &s;old to &s;in,</L>
<L>And dedicated wholy to the diuill;</L>
<L>Thy power, and knowledge of thy power doth win</L>
<L>He therewith &s;eekes t' approue and &s;tabli&s;h euill.</L>
<L>Per&s;wading both him&s;elfe, and others too,</L>
<L>That what he doth, al wi&s;emen ought to doe.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="7">
<L>From hence my re&s;olution growes, that I</L>
<L>Neglecting <HI>Art</HI> will vew the naked truth;</L>
<L>Whence my cleere &s;oule with an vnpartiall eye</L>
<L>May be&s;t di&s;cerne the errors of my youth.</L>
<L>"Truth can defend it &s;elfe; we &s;hew mo&s;t wit</L>
<L>"And learning, in defending things vnfit.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Grammer</HI> in&s;tructs vs to mi&s;con&s;ter things,</L>
<L><HI>Logicke</HI> to wrangle, <HI>Rethoricke</HI> to flatter;</L>
<L><HI>Arithmitick</HI> to tell our gould, not &s;ins,</L>
<L><HI>Geometry,</HI> to mea&s;ure euery matter</L>
<L>Except our liues: Then <HI>Poetry</HI> to lie,</L>
<L>And <HI>Mu&s;icke</HI> teacheth vs all villanie.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="8">
<L>Thus like &s;eauen deadly &s;innes the&s;e arts agree</L>
<L>Again&s;t the trueth, till knowledge of more skill,</L>
<L>Tran&s;port vs quite beyond all hone&s;tee,</L>
<L>Abu&s;ing wit, and ouerthrowing will.</L>
<L>Contemning councel, and deriding faith,</L>
<L>Still contradicting what the Go&s;pel &s;aith.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O Art! not much vnlike the fowlers gla&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Wherein the &s;illy &s;oule delights to looke</L>
<L>For nouelties; vntill the net doth pa&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Aboue hir head and &s;he vnwares be tooke.</L>
<L>Thou common Curtizan, thou Bawd to &s;in</L>
<L>Painted without, but leporous within.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="8">
<L>Th' art a companion for all company,</L>
<L>A Garment made for euery man to weare;</L>
<L>A Goulden coffer, wherein durt doth lie,</L>
<L>A Hackny hor&s;e, all &s;orts of men to beare.</L>
<L>What art thou not? faith thou art nought at all,</L>
<L>For he that knowes thee be&s;t knowes nought at all.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then farewell nothing &s;omething &s;eeming <HI>Art,</HI></L>
<L>I doe di&s;claime thy knowledge, and thy v&s;e;</L>
<L>Nor &s;halt thou in the&s;e Lines haue any part,</L>
<L>Nor euer &s;oile my minds true natiue Mu&s;e.</L>
<L>Farewell Lucifrian Art I will go find</L>
<L>Some better thing to plea&s;e my troubled mind.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>Finis.</TRAILER>
<EPIGRAPH>
<Q>Ars ommis &agrave; naturali &s;implicitati recedit, ita dolo affinis est.</Q>
<BIBL> Cic.</BIBL>
</EPIGRAPH>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<PB REF="9">
<PB REF="9">
<HEAD>Juris iniuria.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>What thing is that &s;o huge? &s;o richly clad?</L>
<L>So borne on great mens &s;houlders? kneeld vnto?</L>
<L>So graue in countenance? &s;o &s;ober &s;ad?</L>
<L>To which &s;o many Potentates do bowe?</L>
<L>And with &s;ubmi&s;&s;ion yeeld them&s;elues and lands,</L>
<L>Into hir powerfull and imperious hands.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Shee's holy, for Diuinitie attends hir,</L>
<L>Shee hath hir Chaplaines, and &s;he goes to church:</L>
<L>Shee's well beloued, for euery mah defends hir,</L>
<L>Shee's rich, for &s;ee how fa&s;t &s;he gold doth lurch.</L>
<L>Shee's great, for &s;he keepes hou&s;e in <HI>Rufus</HI> hall,</L>
<L>And makes all men downe at hir feete to fall.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="10">
<L>See &s;ee, what troopes of people hourely po&s;t,</L>
<L>To pay her tribute, all the &s;treetes are full,</L>
<L>Of hir ba&s;e bond-men, who with care and co&s;t,</L>
<L>Inrich hir &s;eruants, and them&s;elues do gull.</L>
<L>Sure I will be hir follower out of dout,</L>
<L>I may find clients among&s;t &s;uch a rout.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I loue her, for &s;he helpes to end debate,</L>
<L>De&s;ciding quarrells, and expounding doubts:</L>
<L>Shee's not too prowde, for oft &s;he leaues hir &s;tate,</L>
<L>To que&s;tion and conferre with country louts.</L>
<L>She is impartiall, for &s;he takes of all,</L>
<L>And plagues a publike &s;inne in generall.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="10">
<L>All this is good, I like hir yet: yet better,</L>
<L>For &s;he reuengeth bloud, maintaineth peace,</L>
<L>Shee &s;ets at one the Creditor and Debtor,</L>
<L>Making apparant iniuries &s;urcea&s;e.</L>
<L>She doth all right, &s;he recompenceth wrong,</L>
<L>Shee helpes the weake, &s;he weakeneth the &s;trong.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Be&s;ides, how many graue and ciuill groomes</L>
<L>Doth &s;he maintaine, in wealth, in peace, in ea&s;e,</L>
<L>Giuing them &s;euerall Liueries, &s;euerall Roomes,</L>
<L>And all that may theit daintie&s;t &s;ences plea&s;e.</L>
<L>Some runne about, &s;ome &s;peake, and others iudge,</L>
<L>Some write, &s;ome reade, and euery one do drudge.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="11">
<L>But &s;ee, all's marde, a pooreman doth complaine,</L>
<L>Of open wrong, doone by a treacherous &s;laue:</L>
<L>The poore mans cau&s;e &s;he gladly would maintain<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>But &s;ee, the villaine &s;hal the &s;entence haue.</L>
<L>Hir Officers, new-brib'd, do &s;top hir eare,</L>
<L>And will not &s;uffer her the cau&s;e to heare.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So &s;its &s;he like the vertuous Emperor,</L>
<L>Old <HI>Galba,</HI> whom all men approued iu&s;t,</L>
<L>But that about him, vniu&s;t Officers</L>
<L>Abu&s;ed his geratnes, to their priuate lu&s;t.</L>
<L>Their wickedne&s;&s;e was counted his: his good,</L>
<L>Was counted theirs, &s;o valule&s;&s;e he &s;tood.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="11">
<L>Such doth &s;he &s;eeme, good in hir&s;elfe, and kinde,</L>
<L>But that bad Officers abu&s;e their tru&s;t,</L>
<L>And too and fro hir mightie power do winde,</L>
<L>For greedy lucre, and gold-getting lu&s;t.</L>
<L>The hone&s;t man oft begges, or wor&s;er, &s;tarues,</L>
<L>But he gaines mo&s;t, that mo&s;t from vertue &s;warues.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Better it were farre for the Common-wealth,</L>
<L>Her &s;elfe were wicked, and hir &s;eruants true,</L>
<L>Then for hir officers to liue by &s;tealth,</L>
<L>Vnder the colour, to giue all their due.</L>
<L>So haue I &s;eene the Lion part his pray</L>
<L>And from the weaker bea&s;t beare all away.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="12">
<L>So haue I &s;eene a paire of catch-poule theeues,</L>
<L>Leade a poore wretch to <HI>Luds</HI> vnlucky gate,</L>
<L>Like greedy bandogs hanging at his &s;leeues,</L>
<L>Without remor&s;e, or feeling of his &s;tate:</L>
<L>So haue I &s;eene a villaine hang-man be,</L>
<L>To many other hone&s;ter then he.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This warranted great <HI>Alexanders</HI> theft,</L>
<L>When he did al men wrong, throgh force, not right</L>
<L>But this the waker Pirate helpele&s;&s;e left,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e he rob'd but few for want of might.</L>
<L>O fie for &s;hame, when that which &s;hould rule all,</L>
<L>Is growne the Lord of mi&s;&s;e-rule in the hall.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="12">
<L>O Law! thou cobweb, wherein little flies</L>
<L>Are dayly caught, whil&s;t greater breake away:</L>
<L>Thou deere Experience, which &s;o many bies,</L>
<L>With lo&s;&s;e of time, wealth, friends, and long delay.</L>
<L>Thou endle&s;&s;e <HI>Laborinth</HI> of care and &s;orrow,</L>
<L>Neere hand to day, and farre remoou'd to morow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou &s;weete reuenge of crauen-harted hindes,</L>
<L>Who neuer reli&s;h lou'd &s;ociety,</L>
<L>Nor barbour kindne&s;&s;e in their curri&s;h mindes,</L>
<L>But harbarous bea&s;tly inciuility.</L>
<L>Thou nur&s;e of di&s;cord, in&s;trument of hatred,</L>
<L>Who&s;e power with vice hath al the earth or'e-skat|tred.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="13">
<L>Why &s;hould we not be good, without thy aide?</L>
<L>And feare thy force le&s;&s;e than de&s;erued blame?</L>
<L>Shall man forbeare to &s;in, being afraide</L>
<L>Of puni&s;hment? not of reproch and &s;hame?</L>
<L>So Children learne their le&s;&s;ons, kept from meate,</L>
<L>So A&s;&s;es mend their paces, being beate.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But man &s;hould beare a free vnforced &s;pirit,</L>
<L>Vncapable of &s;eruile feare and awe,</L>
<L>The guilty &s;oule doth puni&s;hment demerrit,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e he is not to him&s;elfe a Lawe.</L>
<L>Let men, like men, loue Virtue and imbrace her,</L>
<L>Let men, like men, hate Vice, the &s;oules defacer.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="13">
<L>In olde time, Iu&s;tice was pourtrayed blinde,</L>
<L>To &s;ignifie her &s;trait impartiall doome.</L>
<L>And in her hand &s;he held a &s;cale, to finde,</L>
<L>By weight, which ca&s;e did mo&s;t remoue the Loome.</L>
<L>She &s;till is blinde, and deafe, yet feeles apace,</L>
<L>Her &s;cales now weyes her fees, and not the ca&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The farewell Law, thou power to make or marre,</L>
<L>I dare not tru&s;t my &s;elfe for doing wrong:</L>
<L>Few rich do cleerely &s;tand before the barre,</L>
<L>For Bribes haue rulde, do rule, and will rule long.</L>
<L>Farewell both Arte and Lawe, I will go finde,</L>
<L>Some better thing, to plea&s;e my troubled minde.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>Finis.</TRAILER>
<EPIGRAPH>
<Q>&V;eri iuris germanae&abque; iustitiae &s;olidam &amp; ex|pre&s;&s;am imaginem nullam tenemus, vmbra &amp; imaginibus vtimur.</Q>
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</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<PB REF="14">
<PB REF="14">
<HEAD>Bellum pernicio&s;i&s;simum</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>NOw Warre pre&s;ents it &s;elfe, O glorious war!</L>
<L>I doe admire thee, and adore thy skil:</L>
<L>Thou arte in earth another hopeful &s;tarre,</L>
<L>The chiefe profe&s;&s;ion of the wit and will,</L>
<L>In thee Religion thriues, Goodne&s;&s;e doth flori&s;h,</L>
<L>For thou do&s;t Vice correct, and Vertue nouri&s;h.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou break&s;t the &s;lender twi&s;t of childi&s;h Art,</L>
<L>Scorning the curbe of Api&s;h pollicies:</L>
<L>Thou Lawe, and all Corruption do&s;t &s;ubuart,</L>
<L>Ore throwing querkes, and verball fallacies.</L>
<L>Thou root&s;t vp euery euill which doth increa&s;e</L>
<L>Within the ydle raigne of drow&s;ie Peace.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="15">
<L>Thou exerci'&s;t the Body and the Mind,</L>
<L>Which in the time of re&s;t did bring forth weeds;</L>
<L>Bycau&s;e it could no good imployment find,</L>
<L>Nor an&s;were fruitfull harue&s;t of bad Seeds.</L>
<L>Thou mak'&s;t the man e&s;teem'd more then his gold,</L>
<L>Though Peace doth that in far more reckning hold.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou teache&s;t Patience how to indure</L>
<L>The skorching heate; and liuer-freezing cold;</L>
<L>To fa&s;t, and watch, and pray, thou do&s;t inure</L>
<L>The &s;turdy &s;ouldier, that's in &s;inne growne bold.</L>
<L>Thou do&s;t temptations &amp; affections &s;lay,</L>
<L>And mortifies our Bodies euery day.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="15">
<L>But ah! too &s;oone thy cau&s;e of prai&s;es cea&s;e,</L>
<L>And fre&s;h pre&s;ent-ments of thy cruell deedes</L>
<L>Makes men prefer an vniu&s;t prouling peace</L>
<L>Before a iu&s;t Warre that de&s;truction feedes.</L>
<L>Which helpes the brother to de&s;troy the brother</L>
<L>And makes one friend to ri&s;e again&s;t an other.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou ha&s;t no mercy nor no iu&s;tice in thee,</L>
<L>To pitty, or to punni&s;h any creature;</L>
<L>Nor teares, nor praiers, gifts, nor vowes can winne thee</L>
<L>To fauour any &s;ex, or any feature.</L>
<L>Thou art chiefe executioner vnto Death,</L>
<L>And like a prodigall, con&s;um'&s;t much breath.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="16">
<L>O why &s;hould men in enuy, pride, and hate,</L>
<L>In &s;wolne Ambition, lu&s;t and Coueti&s;e,</L>
<L>V&s;urpe the bloudy rule of Death and Fate;</L>
<L>Becomming one an others de&s;tinies?</L>
<L>Is there not &s;ea inough for euery Swanne?</L>
<L>And land inough to bury euery Man?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Why &s;hould our &s;hips &s;o iu&s;tle in the deepe,</L>
<L>As though the waters were not large and wide?</L>
<L>Or our huge armies &s;o vnkindely &s;leepe,</L>
<L>Their bloody weapons in a chri&s;tians &s;ide?</L>
<L>Why &s;hould I trauel into skorching Spaine,</L>
<L>To meete my Death, when I may here be &s;laine?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="16">
<L>Fie that the priuate hate, or loue of any,</L>
<L>Should make me be a murtherer of Men:</L>
<L>And one Mans will &s;hould ouerthrow a many,</L>
<L>Such as him&s;elfe perhaps far worthier then.</L>
<L>For oftentimes wee &s;ee it falles out true,</L>
<L>We kill our friend for him we neuer knew.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O bloody Warre, to th' unexperien'&s;t &s;weete,</L>
<L>That rob&s;t, and &s;poil&s;t, and butchere&s;t euery &s;ex,</L>
<L>That trample&s;t all things with vpheaued feet,</L>
<L>And quiet &s;tates with ciuill broyles do&s;t vex.</L>
<L>That &s;ai&s;t, al things are iu&s;t thou do&s;t with might,</L>
<L>But to th'unable, there remaines no right.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="17">
<L>That like a wilful woman run'&s;t a&s;tray,</L>
<L>In cau&s;eles Enmity and deadly Fude,</L>
<L>Hauing for thy directer all the way,</L>
<L>That many headed bea&s;t, the Multitude.</L>
<L>Who without all re&s;pect of wrong or right</L>
<L>Will do as others do, or flee or fight.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>That art the In&s;trument of &s;terne reuenge,</L>
<L>Fore-plotted in the &s;ubtile skonce of Hate,</L>
<L>And &s;eru'&s;t the &s;preading wings of youth to &s;enge,</L>
<L>A pretty drug to purge a gowty &s;tate.</L>
<L>That &s;wolne with poy&s;oned &s;urfets, like to bur&s;t,</L>
<L>Voydes vp tho&s;e Humors to preuent the wor&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="17">
<L>But as our priuate <HI>Doctors</HI> phi&s;icke learned,</L>
<L>Kill more di&s;ea&s;ed Per&s;ons then they cure,</L>
<L>Yet hinke they iu&s;tly haue their wages earned;</L>
<L>Teaching their patient torment to indure.</L>
<L>Or as <HI>Cyriurians</HI> do more hurt then good,</L>
<L>When with &s;mall ill, they let out much pure blood.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So the&s;e &s;word <HI>Paracel&s;ians</HI> get &s;uch power,</L>
<L>That oft they &s;troy when they &s;hould cure the &s;tate,</L>
<L>And with confu&s;ion all things do deuoure;</L>
<L>Making well-peopled kingdoms de&s;olate.</L>
<L>Much like a &s;prite rai&s;d vp by arts deepe skil,</L>
<L>Which doth much hurt again&s;t the Bookemans wil.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="18">
<L>Euen as we &s;ee in marches and in fennes,</L>
<L>The carefull husband thinking to de&s;troy</L>
<L>The fruitles &s;edge (wherein the adder dennes,)</L>
<L>Set's fire vpon &s;ome part, with which to toy</L>
<L>The Northern winde begins, and burneth downe,</L>
<L>Spite of all help the next abutting towne.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So Warre once &s;et aflote, addes &s;trength to &s;trength,</L>
<L>And where it was pretended to confound,</L>
<L>The foes of Vertue, it proceeds at length;</L>
<L>Vertue, the &s;tate, and &s;tate&s;-mans &s;elfe to wound.</L>
<L>And like a ma&s;tiue harted to a Beare,</L>
<L>Turnes backe, and doth his ma&s;ters bowells teare.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="18">
<L>O you deepe ma&s;ter Polititians,</L>
<L>Conuert your &s;tratagems again&s;t the Turke,</L>
<L>And like to carefull &s;tate-phi&s;itians</L>
<L>Gain&s;t him apply this wit-begotten worke.</L>
<L>Le&s;t Chri&s;tian Kingdoms, growne too weake with purging</L>
<L>Yeeld, being not able to with&s;ta~d his vrging.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Let tho&s;e that take delight in doing harme,</L>
<L>And &s;auage minded ioy in &s;hedding blood;</L>
<L>With iron walls their guilty bodies arme,</L>
<L>And doe all things but onely that that's good.</L>
<L>For my part, I am yet re&s;olu'd to finde,</L>
<L>Some better thing to plea&s;e my trobled minde.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>Finis.</TRAILER>
<EPIGRAPH>
<Q>Non &s;olum aduentus belli, &s;ed metus ip&s;e affert calamitatem.</Q>
<BIBL> Cic: prole ge Manil.</BIBL>
</EPIGRAPH>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<PB REF="19">
<PB REF="19">
<HEAD>Omnis est mi&s;era &s;eruitus.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>BVt &s;taie: O re&s;t thee Mu&s;e, and re&s;t thee Mind,</L>
<L>I now haue found the iewell which I &s;ought,</L>
<L>Who&s;e onely good is in it &s;elf confind,</L>
<L>The &s;anctuary of the hopefull thought.</L>
<L>The port of &s;afetie, and the happy Life,</L>
<L>Free from malitious broyles, and tedious &s;trife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Who li&s;t to draw him&s;elfe from publicke throng,</L>
<L>And to conuer&s;e with men of more regard;</L>
<L>Or feares the waightie power of others wrong,</L>
<L>Or &s;eekes him&s;elfe from enuious tonges to ward.</L>
<L>Or couets quiet, or e&s;chues debate,</L>
<L>Or loues content, or feares leane-vi&s;ag'd Hate.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="20">
<L>Let him repaire to Court, and in the Court,</L>
<L>(Like Iuie) cleane vnto &s;ome great mans &s;ide,</L>
<L>Who&s;e able &s;trength his weakene&s;&s;e may &s;upport,</L>
<L>And with his &s;preading armes, and &s;hadow wide,</L>
<L>Protect and patronize his feeble youth,</L>
<L>And yeelde him needeful &s;ap t' increa&s;e his growth.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So may he liue &s;ecure, free from the feare</L>
<L>Of publike malice, or clo&s;e-creeping Hate,</L>
<L>And neuer dread the Sunne or Wind &s;hould &s;eare</L>
<L>His verdant moy&s;ture and exalted &s;tate.</L>
<L>For &s;till hir Lord protects him with his bowes,</L>
<L>So he growes vp, euen as his patron growes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="20">
<L>O happy man, who&s;e fortune t' is to finde,</L>
<L>This rare-ly-hare of <HI>Bowntie</HI> in the great:</L>
<L>Which &s;ooner happens to th' illiterate hinde,</L>
<L>Then him who&s;e braine the learned <HI>Si&s;ters</HI> heate,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e the man that's onely great in &s;how,</L>
<L>Dreads other men his ignorance &s;hould know.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This makes the child of fortune to reueale</L>
<L>His thoughts to drudging bores, and &s;hallow fooles:</L>
<L>But all his con&s;ultations to conceale,</L>
<L>From tho&s;e that are not enemies to &s;chooles.</L>
<L>For ignorance, like euery other &s;inne,</L>
<L>Loues &s;till to liue vnknowne, and blind within.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="21">
<L>The hone&s;t &s;eruant &s;eekes t' amend his Lord,</L>
<L>And grieus to heare his wants the~&s;elues &s;huld &s;peak,</L>
<L>But the ba&s;e &s;laue, doth fearefully afford,</L>
<L>A jearing flattery with count'nance bleake</L>
<L>To euery word; and therefore is regarded,</L>
<L>When Truth is with &s;u&s;pect and hate rewarded.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Ba&s;e flattery, and double dilligence,</L>
<L>That thru&s;ts their fingers into euery place,</L>
<L>That carries tales, and giues intelligence,</L>
<L>Of all that may their fellowes faith di&s;grace.</L>
<L>The&s;e are imploy'd, the&s;e come and go at plea&s;ure,</L>
<L>Haue what they aske, and aske without all mea&s;ure.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="21">
<L>He that can the&s;e, &s;hal thriue, and may in time,</L>
<L>Purcha&s;e large Lord&s;hips with ill gotten wealth,</L>
<L>And may from Yeomanry to wor&s;hip clime,</L>
<L>(<HI>Ill fare that Gentry &s;o purloynd with &s;tealth.</HI>)</L>
<L>But other neuer may expect to ri&s;e,</L>
<L>For to their deeds he turnes his Argus eyes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And doth per&s;wade his Lord, that his whole care,</L>
<L>Is like a tru&s;ty Seruant, for the be&s;t,</L>
<L>His yonger &s;onne the better for't &s;hall fare,</L>
<L>For at his death all &s;hall to him be left.</L>
<L>The credulous Lord beleeues his &s;moth conclu&s;ion,</L>
<L>Vntill too late he prooues it an illu&s;ion.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="22">
<L>But when the tru&s;tie &s;eruant &s;tands aloofe,</L>
<L>Fore-warning the&s;e euents with mode&s;tie:</L>
<L>Exampling this with many likely proofes,</L>
<L>Of others craft, and clo&s;e hypocri&s;ie.</L>
<L>He is &s;u&s;pected of deceite, his drift</L>
<L>Thought a detractors fauour-fauning shift.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Fond youth, who dedicates thy pretious houres,</L>
<L>To do him &s;eruice that neglects thy meritt:</L>
<L>And pri&s;eth le&s;&s;e the mindes vnualued powers,</L>
<L>Then his, who only doth rude &s;trength inheritt.</L>
<L>Fond youth that bind'&s;t thy &s;elfe to be a &s;laue,</L>
<L>To him who&s;e loue thy &s;eruice cannot haue.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="22">
<L>O why &s;hould I aime all my thoughts to plea&s;e</L>
<L>One like my &s;elfe; or to &s;ubiect my &s;oule</L>
<L>Vnto the vnre&s;pectiue rule of the&s;e</L>
<L>That onely know how others to controule.</L>
<L>So <HI>A&s;&s;es</HI> &s;uffer, <HI>A&s;&s;es</HI> &s;pur and ride them,</L>
<L>So camels kneeld, whil&s;t bondme~ do be&s;tride them.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But man that is freeborne, not borne a bea&s;t,</L>
<L>Should freely beare him&s;elfe, and freely loue;</L>
<L>Where rea&s;on doth induce him: or at lea&s;t</L>
<L>Where <HI>Sympathy</HI> of liking equall moue.</L>
<L>So I could loue, and feare, obay, and &s;erue</L>
<L>Him, that I &s;ee doth &s;ee what I de&s;erue.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="23">
<L>For what auailes it me to know &s;o much,</L>
<L>If other wil no notice take thereof,</L>
<L>Or cannot well di&s;cerne me to be &s;uch,</L>
<L>As I do know my &s;elfe, and yet will &s;coffe</L>
<L>At that they vnder&s;tand not, and &s;uppo&s;e,</L>
<L>"Not &s;melling, there's no &s;weetnes in a ro&s;e?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>What boots it me to clime the &s;tarry Tower,</L>
<L>And fetch from thence all &s;ectets that remaine,</L>
<L>Within that euerla&s;ting bli&s;&s;efull Bower,</L>
<L>If I had none to tell them to againe.</L>
<L><HI>The &s;oule would glut hir&s;elfe with heauen I know,</HI></L>
<L><HI>If &s;he might not hir ioyes to others &s;how.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="23">
<L>It is a crowne vnto a gentle bre&s;t,</L>
<L>T'imparte the plea&s;ure of his flowing minde,</L>
<L>(Who&s;e &s;pritely motion neuer taketh re&s;t,)</L>
<L>To one who&s;e bo&s;ome he doth open find.</L>
<L>So wi&s;e <HI>Promethius</HI> &s;tealing heauenly fire,</L>
<L>In &s;tones, the &s;oule of knowledge did in&s;pire.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O how I (lea&s;t in knowledge, and in Art,)</L>
<L>Admire and loue an vnder&s;tanding &s;pirit,</L>
<L>And &s;hare with him my poore deuided hart,</L>
<L>Wi&s;hing his fortunes equall to his merit.</L>
<L>But &s;ince in &s;eruice few of the&s;e I find,</L>
<L>Seruice di&s;likes my male-contented mind.</L>
</LG>
<EPIGRAPH>
<Q>Cum omnis est mi&s;era &s;eruitus, tum vero into|lerabile est &s;eruire impure, impudico, effe<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="2 letters">|nato, in&s;ul&s;o.</Q>
</EPIGRAPH>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<PB REF="24">
<HEAD>The re&s;olution.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>THen this my re&s;olution is; I knowe,</L>
<L>All worldly things di&s;plea&s;e and vex the mind,</L>
<L>Yet &s;omething I mu&s;t do, for here belowe</L>
<L>Our time to &s;ome imployment Fate doth binde.</L>
<L>Ile be a foole (for knowledge is accur&s;t)</L>
<L><HI>Chaunce makes that be&s;t, which Nature framed wor&s;t.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I am re&s;olued to be a foole; to hate</L>
<L>All learning, all things el&s;e that do not plea&s;e,</L>
<L>Great men of clouts; who&s;e fortune rai&s;ed &s;tate,</L>
<L>For &s;ome ill parte &s;he crownes with wealth &amp; ea&s;e.</L>
<L><HI>So I (like Fortune) ignorant and blinde,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Some good fooles Frotune by de&s;ert may finde.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="24">
<L>Art, Lawe, Warre, Seruice, Ile imbrace for neede,</L>
<L>To &s;erue my wants, or to defend my right:</L>
<L>For otherwayes I purpo&s;e not to bleede,</L>
<L>Or wa&s;te my life by day, my wit by night.</L>
<L>But &s;ince my &s;oule can nothing certaine finde,</L>
<L>I am re&s;olued to haue a wauering minde.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>Finis.</TRAILER>
<EPIGRAPH>
<Q>Errando di&s;co.</Q>
</EPIGRAPH>
</DIV1>
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