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           Απογραφε
           ϛοργεσ
           .
           OR
           ,
           A
           DESCRIPTION
           OF
           THE
           PASSION
           OF
           LOVE
           .
           
             DEMONSTRATING
             Its
          
           Orignal
           ,
           Causes
           ,
           Effects
           ,
           Signes
           ,
           
             and
          
           Remedies
           .
        
         
           
             By
          
           Will
           .
           Greenwood
           ,
           
             {non-Roman}
             {non-Roman}
             {non-Roman}
             {non-Roman}
             {non-Roman}
          
           .
        
         
           
             Omne
             meum
             .
             Nil
             meum
             .
          
           
             Nihil
             dictum
             quod
             non
             dictum
             prius
             .
          
        
         
           LONDON
           ,
           
             Printed
             for
          
           William
           Place
           
             at
          
           Grayes
           Inne-gate
           
             in
          
           Holborn
           ,
           
             1657.
             
          
        
      
       
       
       
         
           To
           the
           Service
           and
           Delight
           of
           all
           
             truly
             Noble
             ,
             Generous
          
           and
           
             Honest
             Spirits
          
           of
           both
           
             Sexes
             ;
          
           The
           AUTHOR
           Dedicateth
           these
           his
           
             Exiguous
             Devoyres
             .
          
        
         
           
             NOBLE
             HEARTS
             ,
          
        
         
           BEing
           invited
           with
           several
           pleasing
           Considerations
           ,
           and
           delightful
           Motives
           to
           appear
           the
           second
           time
           upon
           the
           slippery
           
             stage
          
           of
           this
           
             World
             ;
          
           I
           here
           present
           to
           your
           view
           a
           Description
           of
           a
           
             Passion
          
           too
           much
           
             regent
          
           in
           this
           britle
           age
           .
           The
           worke
           is
           of
           no
           great
           substance
           ,
           not
           much
           
             Satyrical
          
           nor
           
             Critical
             ;
          
           
           only
           glances
           ,
           like
           the
           Dogs
           of
           
             Nilus
             ,
          
           taking
           a
           touch
           here
           and
           there
           .
           It
           may
           happily
           appear
           at
           the
           first
           view
           ,
           a
           meer
           congested
           
             Chaos
             ,
          
           and
           somewhat
           indigested
           and
           promiscuously
           handled
           ;
           I
           can
           assure
           you
           my
           meaning
           was
           
             methodical
             ;
          
           but
           I
           hope
           your
           favourable
           opinions
           will
           dissipate
           the
           foggy
           
             mists
          
           of
           erronious
           
             misprision
             ,
          
           and
           be
           really
           clarified
           in
           your
           considerate
           
             censure
             .
          
           I
           cannot
           conceive
           what
           more
           acceptable
           present
           may
           be
           offered
           unto
           you
           ,
           then
           that
           which
           with
           an
           appar●nt
           brevity
           compriseth
           the
           
             Original
             ,
             ●enerality
             ,
             Definition
             ,
             Causes
             ,
             Effects
             ,
             Signes
             ,
          
           &c.
           of
           
             Love
             .
          
           For
           which
           purpose
           ,
           and
           your
           greater
           contentment
           ,
           I
           have
           madly
           rambled
           in
           every
           one
           of
           them
           .
           If
           I
           have
           over
           
             roaved
             ,
          
           gone
           
             wide
             ,
          
           or
           falne
           
             short
             ,
          
           it
           's
           not
           unlike
           
           you
           may
           impute
           it
           to
           my
           folly
           of
           
             precipitancy
             .
          
           In
           this
           (
           to
           forge
           an
           excusive
           answer
           )
           I
           shall
           not
           unfittingly
           resemble
           the
           
             Painter
             ,
          
           who
           being
           to
           figure
           forth
           the
           fury
           of
           a
           mad
           
             Dog
             ,
          
           the
           better
           to
           expresse
           it
           ,
           stood
           long
           curiously
           pidling
           about
           the
           
             froth
          
           or
           
             fome
          
           issuing
           from
           his
           mouth
           ;
           but
           finding
           nothing
           frame
           fitly
           to
           his
           invention
           ,
           rashly
           takes
           up
           his
           
             pencil
             ▪
          
           dashes
           it
           against
           the
           
             Picture
             ,
          
           with
           an
           intent
           to
           spoil
           it
           ;
           howbeit
           this
           suddain
           accident
           prevailed
           to
           make
           his
           work
           more
           excellent
           .
           So
           may
           I
           in
           these
           suddain
           touches
           
             pencil
          
           out
           this
           
             Passion
          
           with
           a
           more
           lively
           tincture
           ,
           then
           if
           I
           had
           been
           tediously
           curious
           in
           contriving
           ,
           or
           vaingloriously
           to
           embellish
           them
           with
           quaint
           ear-pleasing
           
             Elocution
             .
          
           To
           speak
           the
           reall
           truth
           ,
           you
           
           must
           not
           expect
           any
           additional
           ornaments
           of
           Rhetorick
           ,
           nor
           neat
           flourishes
           of
           
             Eloquence
             ,
          
           or
           wyre-drawn
           
             phrases
             ,
          
           meer
           inke-pot
           termes
           ,
           or
           a
           hodgpodge
           of
           a
           laboured
           
             contexture
             :
          
           but
           a
           plain
           and
           smooth
           style
           which
           best
           becomes
           our
           
             subject
             .
          
           I
           am
           not
           passionately
           enamoured
           on
           pety
           Courtships
           ,
           like
           to
           those
           
             Helena's
          
           all
           of
           gold
           ,
           where
           we
           can
           behold
           nothing
           but
           
             Drapery
             ;
          
           but
           my
           sole
           aim
           is
           to
           speak
           to
           be
           understood
           :
           I
           have
           more
           laboured
           at
           the
           reality
           of
           the
           
             matter
             ,
          
           then
           ornament
           of
           
             words
             ;
          
           for
           he
           that
           courts
           his
           
             pen
             ,
          
           and
           neglects
           the
           
             matter
             ,
          
           shall
           alwayes
           have
           trouble
           enough
           to
           defend
           himself
           from
           
             Moths
             ,
             Rats
          
           and
           
             Oblivion
             .
          
           Fine
           heads
           will
           pick
           a
           quarrell
           with
           me
           ;
           but
           this
           is
           my
           
             minde
             ,
          
           let
           him
           that
           findeth
           a
           
             fault
          
           amend
           it
           ,
           and
           
           he
           that
           liketh
           it
           use
           it
           .
           I
           submit
           my self
           to
           the
           judgement
           of
           the
           
             wise
             ,
          
           and
           little
           esteem
           the
           frownes
           of
           a
           
             censorious
          
           
             brow
             .
          
        
         
           I
           
             dedicate
          
           this
           unto
           you
           ,
           not
           because
           either
           by
           virtue
           of
           a
           long
           
             experience
             ,
          
           or
           of
           an
           exact
           
             judgement
             ,
          
           I
           make
           profession
           to
           be
           
             Master
          
           in
           this
           
             Science
             ,
          
           but
           to
           manifest
           that
           by
           the
           
             Pole-star
          
           of
           methodical
           observations
           ,
           one
           may
           furrow
           the
           deepest
           
             Seas
          
           of
           unknown
           
             discipline
             .
          
           And
           to
           vindicate
           my self
           with
           that
           of
           Mr.
           
             Burton
             ,
          
           
             
               Vita
               verecunda
               est
               ,
               Musa
               jocosa
               mihi
               .
            
             
               However
               my
               lines
               err
               ,
               my
               life
               is
               honest
               .
            
          
           But
           I
           presume
           ,
           I
           need
           no
           such
           
             apologies
             ,
          
           for
           no
           man
           
             compos
             mentis
             ,
          
           
           will
           make
           me
           culpable
           of
           Lightness
           ,
           Wantonness
           ,
           and
           rashness
           in
           speaking
           of
           the
           
             Causes
             ,
             Effects
             ,
             Signes
             ,
          
           &c.
           of
           
             Love
             ;
          
           I
           speak
           only
           to
           tax
           and
           deter
           others
           from
           it
           ;
           not
           to
           
             teach
             ,
          
           but
           to
           demonstrate
           the
           vanities
           ▪
           and
           errors
           of
           this
           
             heroical
          
           and
           
             Herculean
             passion
             ,
          
           and
           to
           administer
           apt
           
             Remedies
             .
          
           I
           cannot
           please
           all
           men
           ;
           for
           the
           same
           cause
           that
           made
           
             Democritus
          
           laugh
           ,
           made
           
             Heraclitus
          
           weep
           :
           It
           is
           impossible
           for
           an
           
             Angler
          
           to
           please
           all
           fish
           with
           one
           bait
           ;
           so
           if
           one
           write
           never
           so
           well
           ,
           he
           cannot
           please
           all
           ;
           and
           write
           he
           never
           so
           badly
           ,
           he
           shall
           please
           some
           .
           I
           know
           there
           are
           some
           counterfeit
           
             Cato's
          
           that
           will
           pish
           at
           me
           ,
           cannot
           abide
           to
           hear
           of
           
             Love
          
           toyes
           ,
           they
           hare
           the
           very
           name
           of
           
             Love
          
           in
           detestation
           ;
           
             Vultu
             ,
             gestu
             ,
             &
             oculis
             ,
          
           in
           their
           outward
           actions
           
           averse
           ,
           and
           yet
           in
           their
           cogitations
           they
           are
           all
           out
           as
           bad
           ,
           if
           not
           worse
           then
           others
           .
        
         
           Whatsoever
           I
           speak
           in
           this
           
             Treatise
          
           of
           the
           one
           
             sex
             ,
          
           may
           be
           also
           said
           of
           the
           other
           ,
           
             mutato
             nomine
             .
          
           I
           determine
           not
           to
           run
           with
           the
           
             Hare
          
           and
           hold
           with
           the
           
             Hound
             ,
          
           to
           carry
           
             fire
          
           in
           one
           hand
           ,
           and
           
             water
          
           in
           the
           other
           ,
           neither
           to
           flatter
           
             Men
          
           as
           altogether
           
             faultless
             ,
          
           nor
           be
           critical
           with
           
             Women
          
           as
           altogether
           
             guilty
             ;
          
           for
           as
           I
           am
           not
           desirous
           to
           intrude
           into
           the
           favour
           of
           the
           
             one
             ,
          
           so
           am
           I
           resolved
           not
           to
           incur
           the
           disfavour
           of
           the
           
             other
             .
          
        
         
           Honored
           Ladies
           ,
           I
           commit
           my self
           to
           the
           Candor
           of
           your
           
             curtesies
             ,
          
           craving
           this
           only
           ,
           that
           if
           you
           be
           pinched
           in
           the
           
             instep
             ,
          
           you
           rather
           cut
           the
           
             shooe
          
           then
           burn
           the
           
             last
             .
          
           If
           I
           discover
           the
           
           
             Legerdemaine
             ,
          
           and
           subtle
           
             traines
          
           Women
           lay
           to
           inveigle
           their
           
             Lovers
             ,
          
           and
           unvail
           the
           furrows
           of
           Womens
           dispositions
           ;
           you
           ought
           no
           more
           to
           be
           vexed
           with
           what
           I
           have
           said
           ,
           then
           the
           
             Mint-master
          
           is
           to
           see
           the
           
             Coyner
          
           hang'd
           ;
           or
           the
           
             true
             Subject
             ,
          
           the
           
             false
             Traytor
          
           arraigned
           ;
           or
           the
           
             honest
             man
          
           the
           
             thief
          
           condemned
           .
           I
           grant
           it
           an
           act
           somewhat
           uncivil
           ,
           to
           run
           inconsiderately
           into
           invectives
           against
           the
           
             sex
             ;
          
           so
           it
           is
           an
           unworthy
           servitude
           of
           minde
           to
           be
           obsequious
           to
           them
           :
           but
           I
           deal
           with
           them
           ,
           as
           
             he
          
           who
           slew
           the
           
             Serpent
             ,
          
           not
           touching
           the
           body
           of
           his
           
             Son
          
           twined
           ▪
           up
           in
           
             folds
             ;
          
           so
           I
           strike
           the
           
             vice
             ,
          
           without
           slandering
           the
           
             sex
             .
          
           I
           hope
           this
           Book
           will
           insensibly
           increase
           under
           the
           favour
           and
           good
           opinion
           of
           
             virtuous
             Ladies
             ,
          
           as
           
             Plants
          
           
           sprout
           under
           the
           
             Aspects
          
           of
           the
           most
           benigne
           
             Stars
             .
          
        
         
           What
           I
           here
           declare
           
             (
             Candid
             Readers
             )
          
           is
           not
           in
           the
           least
           to
           extinguish
           a
           pure
           and
           reall
           
             love
             ,
          
           or
           to
           detract
           from
           the
           honour
           of
           
             marriage
             ;
          
           for
           my
           stomach
           will
           not
           digest
           the
           unworthy
           practises
           of
           those
           who
           in
           their
           Discourse
           and
           Writings
           ,
           plant
           all
           their
           Arguments
           point
           blanck
           to
           batter
           down
           
             Love
             ,
          
           and
           the
           
             marryed
             estate
             ,
          
           using
           most
           bitter
           invectives
           against
           it
           ,
           as
           the
           Author
           of
           the
           
             Advice
             to
             a
             Son
             ,
          
           and
           such
           like
           ,
           whose
           behaviour
           speaks
           nothing
           but
           
             Satyrs
          
           against
           this
           
             divine
             Ordinance
             ,
          
           and
           the
           whole
           
             sex
          
           of
           Women
           .
           But
           such
           do
           it
           out
           of
           meer
           dissimulations
           ,
           to
           divert
           suspicion
           ,
           being
           defatigated
           in
           a
           vigorous
           pursuit
           of
           their
           desires
           are
           made
           incompetent
           
             Judges
          
           
           of
           that
           which
           they
           undertake
           to
           condemn
           ;
           or
           else
           out
           of
           revenge
           ,
           having
           
             themselves
          
           formerly
           light
           upon
           bad
           Women
           (
           yet
           not
           worse
           then
           they
           deserved
           )
           they
           curse
           all
           
             adventures
          
           because
           of
           their
           own
           
             Shipwrack
             .
          
        
         
           Here
           my
           Book
           and
           my self
           march
           both
           together
           and
           keep
           one
           pace
           ;
           one
           cannot
           condemn
           the
           Work
           without
           the
           Work-man
           ;
           who
           toucheth
           the
           one
           ,
           toucheth
           the
           other
           ;
           what
           I
           speak
           is
           
             truth
             ,
          
           not
           so
           much
           as
           I
           could
           ,
           but
           as
           much
           as
           with
           modesty
           I
           
             dare
             .
          
           Let
           that
           which
           I
           borrow
           be
           surveyed
           ,
           and
           then
           tell
           me
           whether
           I
           have
           made
           good
           choise
           of
           Ornaments
           to
           beautifie
           and
           set
           forth
           the
           Work
           ;
           for
           I
           make
           
             others
          
           to
           relate
           (
           not
           after
           my
           own
           fancy
           ,
           but
           as
           it
           best
           falleth
           out
           )
           what
           I
           cannot
           
           so
           well
           expresse
           ,
           either
           through
           unskill
           of
           language
           ,
           or
           want
           of
           
             judgement
             .
          
           I
           have
           purposely
           concealed
           the
           
             Authors
          
           of
           those
           I
           have
           transplanted
           into
           my
           
             soil
             ,
          
           and
           digested
           them
           with
           my
           
             own
             ,
          
           thereby
           to
           bridle
           the
           rashness
           of
           the
           hasty
           knit
           brown'd
           
             censurer
             .
          
           I
           will
           honour
           
             him
          
           that
           shall
           trace
           and
           unfeather
           me
           ,
           by
           the
           only
           distinction
           of
           the
           force
           and
           beauty
           of
           my
           discourse
           .
           Look
           how
           my
           
             humours
          
           or
           
             conceits
          
           present
           themselves
           ,
           so
           I
           shuffle
           them
           up
           ;
           for
           these
           are
           matters
           which
           
             Juniors
          
           may
           not
           be
           ignorant
           of
           .
           But
           not
           to
           tire
           you
           with
           a
           tedious
           preamble
           ,
           like
           the
           
             Pulpit
             Cuffers
          
           of
           this
           age
           ;
           and
           a
           long
           discourse
           argueth
           folly
           ,
           and
           delicate
           words
           incur
           the
           suspicion
           of
           
           obsequiousness
           ;
           I
           am
           determined
           to
           use
           neither
           of
           them
           ;
           only
           intreating
           your
           milde
           and
           charitable
           
             censure
             ,
          
           of
           this
           my
           rude
           and
           hirsute
           
             labour
             :
          
           untill
           the
           next
           occasion
           ,
           I
           conclude
           ,
        
         
           
             Your
             Friend
             ,
             
               W.
               G.
               
            
          
        
      
       
       
         
           To
           his
           Honoured
           and
           Ingenious
           Friend
           ,
           Mr.
           
             W.
             G.
          
           on
           his
           Description
           of
           the
           Passion
           of
           
             Love
             .
          
        
         
           WHen
           
             Criticks
          
           shall
           but
           view
           the
           title
           ,
           they
        
         
           Will
           
             carp
          
           at
           this
           great
           
             enterprize
             ,
          
           and
           say
           ,
        
         
           It
           was
           too
           boldly
           done
           ,
           thus
           to
           
             comprize
          
        
         
           In
           this
           small
           tract
           ,
           
             Loves
             passion
             ,
          
           and
           true
           size
        
         
           To
           set
           upon
           it
           ;
           but
           the
           learned
           will
        
         
           Excuse
           thy
           little
           Book
           ,
           and
           praise
           thy
           
             quill
             ;
          
        
         
           Thy
           aime
           being
           only
           to
           instruct
           the
           
             youth
             :
          
        
         
           In
           
             male
          
           and
           
             female
          
           thou
           discover'st
           truth
           .
        
         
           Thy
           pencil
           in
           
             live
             colours
          
           hath
           limm'd
           out
           ,
        
         
           
             Erotick
             passion
          
           from
           its
           very
           root
           .
        
         
           
             Causes
             ,
             Effects
             ,
          
           and
           
             Signes
          
           (
           thou
           here
           discovers
           )
        
         
           The
           
             jealousies
          
           and
           
             fears
          
           of
           wanton
           
             Lovers
             ;
          
        
         
           Physician-like
           thou
           here
           prescribest
           
             cures
          
        
         
           To
           ease
           poor
           
             Lovers
          
           of
           their
           
             Calentures
             .
          
        
         
           My
           worthy
           friend
           ,
           In
           either
           
             Hemisphere
             ,
          
        
         
           Where
           ere
           I
           goe
           ,
           thy
           praise
           I
           'le
           
             eccho
          
           there
           .
        
         
           W.
           B.
           
        
      
       
       
         
           ERRATA
           .
        
         
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           A
           DESCRIPTION
           OF
           THE
           PASSIONS
           OF
           LOVE
           .
        
         
           
             Of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             the
             Original
             ,
             the
             Universality
             ,
             and
             the
             Definition
             of
             it
             .
          
           
             THe
             nature
             of
             the
             whole
             Universe
             (
             according
             to
             the
             
               primo-geniture
               )
            
             tendeth
             to
             that
             which
             we
             are
             now
             determined
             to
             treat
             o
             f
             ;
             for
             it
             was
             
               Love
            
             that
             moved
             God
             ,
             not
             only
             to
             create
             the
             World
             ,
             but
             also
             to
             create
             it
             beautiful
             in
             every
             part
             ;
             the
             name
             whereof
             in
             
               Greek
            
             yieldeth
             a
             testimony
             
             of
             Loveliness
             and
             Beauty
             ,
             
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
            
             ,
             
               Mundus
               ,
            
             signifying
             a
             beautiful
             and
             well
             decked
             Ornament
             .
             Therefore
             seeing
             God
             hath
             created
             and
             framed
             it
             by
             
               Love
               ,
            
             then
             indubitably
             
               Love
            
             is
             dispersed
             throughout
             the
             whole
             World
             ,
             and
             invested
             into
             every
             creature
             ,
             as
             well
             Mineral
             and
             Vegetable
             ,
             as
             Animal
             ,
             all
             obeying
             the
             statute
             of
             the
             great
             Law-giver
             ,
             instituted
             in
             
               primo
               Adami
               .
            
             The
             which
             causeth
             a
             
               Sympathie
            
             or
             
               Love
            
             in
             all
             things
             .
          
           
             Now
             to
             demonstrate
             this
             in
             Man
             .
             He
             having
             by
             nature
             imprinted
             in
             his
             soul
             an
             affected
             desire
             or
             earnest
             inclination
             to
             that
             which
             seemeth
             good
             ,
             is
             drawn
             as
             it
             were
             by
             necessity
             to
             search
             it
             out
             in
             every
             thing
             which
             he
             esteemeth
             fair
             and
             good
             ,
             finds
             nothing
             so
             apt
             to
             be
             the
             center
             of
             his
             Affections
             ,
             and
             to
             correspond
             with
             his
             nature
             (
             her
             creation
             solely
             tending
             to
             that
             )
             as
             Woman
             .
             For
             after
             God
             had
             created
             Man
             ,
             and
             placed
             him
             in
             the
             Garden
             to
             dresse
             it
             ,
             
               It
               is
               not
               good
            
             (
             saith
             he
             )
             
               that
               Man
               should
               be
               alone
               ,
               I
               will
               make
               him
               an
               help
               meet
               for
               him
               :
            
             &
             to
             demonstrate
             how
             this
             help
             was
             not
             only
             meet
             ,
             but
             also
             necessary
             for
             Man
             ;
             
               Moses
            
             addeth
             ,
             that
             
               amongst
               all
               those
               living
               creatures
               ,
               he
               found
               no
               help
               meet
               for
            
             Adam
             :
             For
             although
             all
             the
             Beasts
             ,
             and
             the
             residue
             of
             creatures
             were
             given
             to
             Man
             to
             assist
             him
             ,
             so
             that
             being
             in
             the
             state
             of
             innocency
             ,
             wherein
             he
             was
             then
             ,
             he
             might
             receive
             all
             service
             and
             ready
             obedience
             from
             them
             ;
             nevertheless
             he
             had
             not
             yet
             an
             help
             of
             his
             kinde
             ,
             for
             he
             could
             not
             have
             the
             familiarity
             and
             society
             with
             Beasts
             ,
             nor
             receive
             such
             help
             from
             them
             ,
             as
             he
             could
             from
             a
             Creature
             of
             his
             own
             nature
             .
          
           
             Now
             seeing
             Man
             was
             created
             for
             this
             end
             ,
             he
             could
             not
             continue
             without
             generation
             ,
             which
             could
             not
             be
             unless
             he
             were
             joyned
             to
             a
             Woman
             ;
             which
             was
             before
             his
             fall
             a
             most
             pure
             and
             innocent
             
               love
               .
            
             But
             now
             because
             of
             his
             corruption
             ,
             his
             
               affections
            
             are
             irregular
             ,
             and
             are
             made
             extreme
             ;
             there
             is
             nothing
             so
             greatly
             exciteth
             
             and
             carryeth
             away
             his
             minde
             ,
             nor
             cometh
             more
             neer
             to
             his
             destruction
             ,
             then
             this
             foolish
             
               passion
            
             endangereth
             his
             life
             .
             To
             prove
             which
             ,
             many
             presidents
             might
             be
             produced
             .
             
               Galacea
            
             of
             
               Mantua
            
             declairing
             oftentimes
             to
             a
             Maid
             of
             
               Pavia
               ,
            
             whom
             he
             courted
             and
             made
             love
             to
             ,
             that
             he
             would
             suffer
             a
             thousand
             deaths
             for
             her
             sake
             ,
             which
             she
             imagining
             was
             but
             spoken
             coggingly
             and
             in
             jest
             ,
             commanded
             him
             to
             cast
             himself
             into
             the
             River
             ;
             which
             he
             presently
             performed
             and
             was
             drowned
             .
             But
             we
             shall
             more
             fitly
             alleadge
             such
             testimonies
             of
             the
             
               effects
            
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             when
             we
             discourse
             more
             particularly
             of
             every
             Vice
             that
             proceedeth
             from
             them
             .
          
           
             Yet
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             Man
             ,
             this
             
               amity
            
             (
             as
             I
             have
             said
             )
             is
             ingraffed
             into
             every
             creature
             ;
             this
             
               love
               ,
               appetite
               ,
            
             or
             
               universal
               inclination
               ,
            
             or
             
               complacency
               ,
            
             given
             to
             them
             at
             the
             creation
             likewise
             ,
             and
             inciteth
             them
             to
             desire
             and
             search
             out
             that
             which
             is
             consentaneous
             to
             ,
             and
             agreeth
             and
             sympathizeth
             with
             their
             own
             nature
             ;
             so
             that
             there
             is
             nothing
             so
             insensible
             ,
             which
             hath
             not
             in
             it self
             this
             
               amity
            
             innate
             ,
             propending
             and
             moving
             to
             its
             proper
             object
             ,
             as
             
               Amber
            
             and
             
               Straw
               ,
               Iron
            
             and
             
               Adamant
               ,
            
             and
             the
             
               Palme-trees
            
             of
             both
             sexes
             ,
             express
             not
             a
             sympathy
             only
             ,
             but
             a
             
               love
               passion
               ;
            
             according
             to
             that
             of
             the
             Poet
             ;
          
           
             
               Vivunt
               in
               Venerem
               frondes
               ,
               omnisque
               vicissim
            
             
               Foelix
               arbor
               amat
               ,
               nutant
               ad
               mutua
               Palmae
            
             
               Foedera
               ,
               Populeo
               suspirat
               Populus
               ictu
               ,
            
             
               Et
               Platano
               Platanus
               ,
               Alnoque
               assibilat
               Alous
               .
            
          
           
             Which
             is
             thus
             paraphraz'd
             ;
          
           
             
               Leaves
               sing
               their
               loves
               ,
               each
               complemental
               tree
            
             
               In
               Courtship
               bowes
               ,
               the
               amorous
               
                 Palmes
              
               we
               see
            
             
               Confirm
               their
               leagues
               with
               nods
               ,
               
                 Poplers
              
               inchaine
            
             
               Their
               armes
               ,
               the
               
                 Plane
              
               infettereth
               the
               
                 Plane
                 .
              
            
          
           
           
             Now
             the
             better
             to
             illustrate
             this
             by
             example
             ,
             
               Florentius
            
             tels
             us
             of
             a
             
               Palme
            
             that
             
               loved
            
             most
             fervently
             ,
             and
             would
             receive
             (
             if
             properly
             it
             may
             be
             so
             said
             )
             no
             consolation
             ,
             until
             her
             
               Love
            
             applyed
             himself
             to
             her
             ;
             you
             might
             see
             the
             two
             trees
             bend
             ,
             and
             of
             their
             own
             accord
             stretch
             out
             their
             boughes
             to
             embrace
             and
             kiss
             each
             other
             .
             They
             (
             saith
             he
             )
             marry
             one
             another
             ,
             and
             when
             the
             winde
             brings
             their
             odour
             unto
             each
             other
             ,
             they
             are
             marvellously
             affected
             ;
             they
             will
             be
             sick
             and
             pine
             away
             for
             
               love
               ,
            
             which
             the
             husbandman
             perceiving
             ,
             strokes
             his
             hand
             on
             those
             
               Palmes
            
             which
             grow
             together
             ,
             and
             so
             stroaking
             again
             the
             
               Palme
            
             that
             is
             
               enamored
               ,
            
             they
             carry
             
               kisses
            
             from
             one
             to
             the
             other
             ,
             or
             weaving
             their
             leaves
             into
             a
             
               Love-net
               ,
            
             they
             will
             prosper
             and
             flourish
             with
             a
             greater
             bravery
             .
             No
             creature
             is
             to
             be
             found
             
               quod
               non
               aliquid
               amat
               ,
            
             which
             doth
             not
             love
             something
             ,
             no
             stock
             nor
             stone
             ,
             which
             hath
             not
             some
             feeling
             of
             its
             effects
             ;
             yet
             it
             is
             more
             eminent
             in
             Vegetables
             .
          
           
             To
             prosecute
             our
             discourse
             ,
             let
             us
             define
             what
             this
             
               Amorous
               Love
            
             is
             ;
             
               Theophrastus
            
             demonstrateth
             it
             to
             be
             a
             desire
             of
             the
             Soul
             ,
             that
             easily
             and
             very
             speedily
             gets
             entrance
             ,
             but
             retireth
             back
             again
             very
             slowly
             .
             Another
             saith
             ,
             It
             is
             an
             invisible
             fire
             kindled
             within
             the
             hidden
             forges
             of
             the
             breasts
             of
             
               Lovers
               ,
            
             scorching
             and
             consuming
             their
             miserable
             hearts
             ,
             and
             burning
             in
             the
             flames
             of
             desire
             ,
             yeelding
             no
             other
             sign
             or
             testimony
             thereof
             ,
             then
             an
             ardent
             desire
             of
             the
             thing
             beloved
             .
             
               Montag
               .
               lib.
            
             3.
             
               cap.
            
             5.
             saith
             ,
             that
             
               Love
            
             is
             nothing
             but
             an
             insatiate
             thirst
             of
             enjoying
             a
             greedily
             desired
             object
             .
             
               Socrates
            
             saith
             ,
             It
             is
             an
             appetite
             of
             generation
             by
             the
             mediation
             of
             beauty
             .
             Others
             will
             have
             it
             to
             be
             a
             motion
             of
             the
             bloud
             getting
             strength
             by
             little
             and
             little
             ,
             through
             the
             hope
             of
             pleasure
             ,
             almost
             a
             kind
             of
             Fascination
             or
             inchantment
             .
             
               Tully
            
             thought
             it
             to
             be
             a
             wishing
             well
             to
             the
             party
             affected
             .
             
               Seneca
               ,
            
             a
             great
             
             strength
             of
             the
             understanding
             ,
             and
             a
             heat
             that
             moveth
             gently
             up
             and
             down
             the
             spirits
             .
             And
             others
             say
             ,
             that
             this
             
               Erotical
               passion
            
             is
             a
             kinde
             of
             dotage
             ,
             proceeding
             from
             an
             irregular
             desire
             of
             enjoying
             a
             lovely
             object
             ,
             and
             is
             attended
             on
             by
             fear
             and
             sadness
             (
             common
             symptomes
             of
             
               Love
               )
            
             according
             to
             
               Ovid
               ;
            
             
               
                 Res
                 est
                 solliciti
                 plena
                 timoris
                 amor
                 .
              
            
          
           
             Thus
             have
             we
             been
             carryed
             away
             by
             the
             current
             of
             other
             mens
             judgements
             ,
             and
             now
             have
             watched
             our
             advantage
             to
             swim
             back
             again
             ,
             and
             shew
             our
             private
             opinion
             ;
             and
             that
             is
             ,
             That
             
               Love
            
             is
             an
             expansion
             of
             the
             soul
             towards
             it
             object
             ;
             which
             is
             ,
             what
             ever
             is
             attractive
             ;
             and
             that
             naturally
             Man
             
               loves
            
             himself
             best
             and
             first
             ,
             and
             all
             other
             things
             in
             subordination
             to
             himself
             ;
             and
             whatsoever
             hath
             most
             similitude
             of
             Man
             in
             nature
             ,
             is
             the
             proper
             object
             of
             his
             
               love
               ;
            
             then
             consequently
             (
             in
             my
             opinion
             )
             no
             object
             so
             proper
             as
             the
             princess
             of
             the
             female
             sex
             ,
             
               viz.
            
             Woman
             ,
             it
             being
             ordained
             and
             constituted
             for
             the
             propagation
             and
             preservation
             of
             every
             species
             .
          
           
             We
             will
             illustrate
             this
             with
             that
             pretty
             piece
             of
             policy
             of
             
               Paris
               ,
            
             which
             prompted
             him
             to
             the
             disposal
             of
             the
             Golden
             ball
             ,
             he
             being
             made
             umpire
             between
             three
             Deities
             ,
             
               Juno
               ,
               Pallas
               ,
            
             and
             
               Venus
               ,
            
             whereof
             he
             was
             to
             make
             one
             his
             friend
             ,
             and
             two
             his
             enemies
             ;
             it
             was
             his
             wisdom
             to
             win
             favour
             with
             the
             most
             potent
             ,
             for
             his
             own
             safety
             ,
             which
             is
             
               Venus
               ,
            
             if
             we
             may
             take
             an
             estimate
             of
             power
             from
             the
             extent
             of
             Dominions
             ,
             and
             largeness
             of
             command
             and
             conquest
             ,
             all
             which
             are
             so
             clearly
             
               Cypria's
            
             as
             they
             leave
             no
             place
             for
             opposition
             .
             It
             is
             true
             ,
             
               Juno
            
             commands
             the
             world
             by
             Riches
             ,
             and
             
               Pallas
            
             by
             wisdom
             ,
             but
             
               Venus
            
             monarchizeth
             in
             the
             most
             unlimited
             manner
             of
             soveraignty
             over
             millions
             of
             
             Worlds
             ,
             if
             it
             will
             passe
             for
             sterling
             ,
             that
             every
             Man
             is
             a
             
               microcosm
               ,
            
             or
             a
             little
             World
             ,
             the
             epitomy
             of
             the
             
               macrocosm
               ,
            
             or
             the
             greater
             World
             :
             She
             is
             that
             powerfull
             Planet
             ,
             that
             makes
             not
             only
             the
             rational
             ,
             but
             irrational
             ;
             not
             only
             the
             animate
             ,
             but
             inanimate
             creatures
             ,
             and
             Vegetables
             feel
             her
             influxious
             power
             .
             
               Lucr.
               l.
            
             1.
             22.
             
          
           
             
               Tu
               dea
               ,
               tu
               rerum
               naturam
               sola
               gubernas
               ,
            
             
               Nec
               sine
               te
               quicquam
               dias
               in
               luminis
               oras
            
             
               Exoritur
               ,
               neque
               fit
               laetum
               ,
               nec
               amabile
               quicquam
               .
            
          
           
             
               Goddess
               ,
               thou
               rul'st
               the
               nature
               of
               all
               things
               ,
            
             
               Without
               thee
               nothing
               into
               this
               light
               springs
               ,
            
             
               Nothing
               is
               lovely
               ,
               nothing
               pleasure
               brings
               .
            
          
           
             Therefore
             they
             that
             submit
             not
             to
             the
             Scepter
             of
             the
             
               Paphian
            
             Queen
             ,
             are
             Rebels
             against
             nature
             ,
             and
             but
             the
             shadows
             of
             Men
             ;
             but
             such
             stubborn
             ones
             are
             as
             rare
             as
             a
             Horse
             in
             the
             streets
             of
             
               Venice
               ,
            
             or
             a
             begger
             in
             
               Holland
               .
            
             I
             know
             not
             (
             saith
             
               Montag
               .
            
             in
             his
             
               Essayes
               lih
               .
            
             3.
             
               cap.
            
             5.
             )
             who
             could
             set
             
               Pallas
            
             and
             the
             
               Muses
            
             at
             oddes
             with
             
               Venus
               ,
            
             and
             make
             them
             cold
             and
             slow
             in
             affecting
             of
             
               Love
               ;
            
             as
             for
             me
             ,
             I
             see
             no
             Deities
             that
             better
             sute
             together
             ,
             nor
             are
             more
             indebted
             one
             to
             another
             .
             Whoever
             shall
             go
             about
             to
             remove
             
               amorous
               imaginations
            
             from
             the
             
               Muses
               ,
            
             shall
             deprive
             them
             of
             the
             best
             entertainment
             ,
             and
             of
             the
             noblest
             subject
             of
             their
             work
             .
             And
             who
             shall
             debar
             
               Cupid
            
             the
             service
             and
             conversation
             of
             Poesie
             ;
             shall
             weaken
             him
             of
             his
             best
             weapons
             .
             But
             for
             so
             much
             as
             I
             know
             of
             it
             ,
             the
             power
             and
             might
             of
             this
             God
             ,
             are
             found
             more
             quick
             and
             lively
             in
             the
             shadow
             of
             Poesie
             ,
             then
             in
             their
             own
             Essence
             :
             It
             representing
             a
             kinde
             of
             air
             as
             lovely
             as
             
               Love
            
             it self
             .
          
           
           
             Thus
             (
             equally
             tendering
             all
             these
             opinions
             to
             the
             Readers
             discretion
             ,
             to
             reject
             or
             accept
             which
             of
             them
             he
             shall
             conclude
             most
             probable
             )
             I
             proceed
             on
             to
             demonstrate
             the
             
               Causes
            
             of
             this
             
               passion
            
             in
             the
             subsequent
             Chapter
             .
          
        
         
           
             The
             Causes
             of
             
               Love
               .
            
          
           
             WE
             will
             now
             express
             what
             
               special
               causes
            
             and
             
               motives
            
             tend
             most
             to
             the
             increase
             of
             this
             
               Passion
               .
            
             The
             
               Sages
            
             have
             sought
             the
             
               true
               causes
            
             which
             dispose
             the
             
               wils
            
             of
             Men
             to
             
               love
               ;
            
             and
             have
             delivered
             many
             different
             opinions
             in
             this
             point
             .
             Some
             hold
             ,
             it
             is
             a
             quality
             which
             God
             imprinted
             on
             nature
             :
             
               for
               it
               pleased
               him
               to
               create
            
             Adam
             
               on
               earth
               as
               his
               own
               image
               ,
               and
               hath
               drawn
               Eve
               to
               be
               unto
               Man
               a
               spirit
               of
               peace
               ,
               and
               a
               love
               of
               a
               perpetual
               lasting
               ;
            
             this
             indubitably
             is
             the
             first
             ;
             for
             we
             must
             ingenuously
             confess
             ,
             that
             there
             is
             no
             
               reall
               love
               ,
            
             no
             
               true
               delight
               ,
            
             but
             proceeds
             from
             the
             supreme
             Divinity
             ,
             the
             pure
             and
             immaterial
             Essence
             of
             the
             omnipotent
             Protector
             ,
             and
             sole
             Ruler
             of
             all
             Celestial
             and
             Terrestrial
             creatures
             :
             It
             is
             a
             communicative
             delight
             ,
             whose
             chief
             propriety
             is
             perpetually
             to
             stream
             into
             the
             hearts
             and
             souls
             of
             all
             that
             are
             capable
             thereof
             .
             Others
             imagine
             (
             and
             't
             is
             reall
             )
             it
             comes
             from
             the
             influence
             of
             the
             Stars
             at
             their
             Nativities
             ,
             and
             these
             (
             in
             my
             opinion
             )
             are
             the
             
               second
               causes
               .
            
          
           
             
               Prima
               Deus
               causa
               est
               ▪
               causae
               sunt
               astra
               secundae
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               God
               is
               (
               of
               all
               created
               )
               the
               prime
               cause
               :
            
             
               Th'
               second
               (
               in
               spite
               of
               
                 Holmes
                 )
              
               are
               starry
               laws
               .
            
          
           
             Others
             say
             ,
             it
             proceeds
             from
             
               Parents
            
             and
             
               Education
               ,
            
             and
             that
             's
             very
             probable
             .
             Others
             from
             a
             certain
             harmony
             and
             consonance
             of
             hearts
             which
             meeting
             in
             accord
             upon
             the
             same
             tone
             ,
             having
             a
             natural
             correspondencie
             .
             The
             Maxime
             of
             Divines
             ,
             and
             morall
             Philosophers
             saith
             ,
             That
             fair
             and
             good
             (
             otherwise
             that
             which
             seems
             to
             be
             so
             )
             make
             all
             
               loves
               .
            
             And
             lastly
             ,
             Money
             .
          
           
             Now
             it
             is
             our
             intent
             and
             purpose
             to
             treat
             of
             every
             one
             of
             these
             
               causes
            
             distinctly
             (
             the
             first
             excepted
             ,
             being
             explained
             in
             the
             first
             Chapter
             ,
             and
             likewise
             in
             the
             beginning
             of
             this
             Section
             )
             therefore
             we
             will
             proceed
             to
             the
             second
             cause
             ,
             which
             is
             the
             Stars
             .
          
           
             The
             fairest
             and
             enticing
             objects
             that
             proceed
             from
             Men
             and
             Women
             ,
             that
             most
             frequently
             captivate
             ,
             allure
             ,
             and
             make
             them
             dote
             beyond
             all
             measure
             one
             upon
             another
             ,
             aret
             by
             the
             force
             and
             power
             of
             the
             Stars
             
               (
               quod
               me
               tibi
               temperat
               astrum
               )
            
             such
             a
             Woman
             doth
             singularly
             dote
             upon
             such
             a
             Man
             ,
             and
             likewise
             such
             a
             Man
             upon
             such
             a
             Woman
             ;
             hate
             such
             again
             ,
             and
             give
             no
             reason
             for
             it
             ,
             it
             being
             too
             high
             for
             the
             vulgar
             capacity
             to
             attain
             to
             the
             knowledge
             of
             it
             .
             They
             by
             their
             influence
             act
             upon
             the
             humors
             and
             bodies
             ,
             and
             by
             their
             secret
             qualities
             tie
             creatures
             with
             the
             knot
             of
             
               love
               ;
            
             for
             how
             many
             are
             there
             who
             
               love
            
             things
             which
             are
             neither
             lovely
             nor
             good
             ?
             I
             mean
             ,
             not
             only
             in
             effect
             ,
             but
             in
             their
             own
             opinion
             and
             judgement
             ,
             yet
             are
             they
             fastened
             by
             some
             tie
             (
             unknown
             to
             any
             but
             the
             reall
             sons
             of
             art
             ,
             and
             those
             which
             are
             acquainted
             with
             the
             sublime
             sciences
             )
             nor
             can
             they
             free
             themselves
             from
             it
             but
             by
             the
             absolute
             power
             of
             reason
             .
             Do
             we
             not
             dayly
             
             finde
             by
             experience
             ,
             that
             a
             Man
             who
             is
             ,
             and
             who
             knoweth
             himself
             to
             be
             deformed
             and
             wicked
             ,
             yet
             by
             nature
             falleth
             not
             in
             
               love
            
             with
             himself
             ?
             so
             through
             a
             love
             of
             Concupiscence
             ,
             he
             may
             
               love
            
             things
             which
             have
             neither
             beauty
             nor
             goodness
             ,
             although
             he
             daily
             hath
             a
             blinde
             feeling
             of
             something
             sutable
             to
             sensuality
             and
             an
             unperceptible
             attractive
             .
             For
             there
             may
             be
             a
             sympathy
             in
             Nature
             ,
             and
             an
             antipathy
             in
             Complexion
             ;
             and
             a
             sympathy
             in
             Complexion
             ,
             and
             an
             antipathy
             in
             Nature
             ;
             as
             in
             animals
             ,
             there
             is
             amity
             betwixt
             the
             
               Black-bird
            
             and
             the
             
               Thrush
               ,
            
             betwixt
             the
             
               Crow
            
             and
             
               Hern
               ,
            
             betwixt
             
               Peacocks
            
             and
             
               Pigeons
               ,
               Turtles
            
             and
             
               Parrats
               .
            
             Whence
             
               Sappho
            
             in
             
               Ovids
               Epist.
            
             writes
             to
             
               Phaon
               ;
            
             
               
                 To
                 Birds
                 unlike
                 oft-times
                 joyn'd
                 are
                 white
                 Doves
                 ;
              
               
                 Also
                 the
                 Bird
                 that
                 's
                 green
                 black
                 Turtle
                 loves
                 .
              
            
             For
             of
             what
             sort
             the
             amities
             and
             enmities
             of
             the
             superiours
             be
             ,
             such
             are
             the
             inclinations
             of
             things
             subject
             to
             them
             in
             these
             inferiours
             .
             These
             dispositions
             therefore
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             are
             nothing
             else
             but
             certain
             inclinations
             of
             things
             ,
             of
             one
             towards
             another
             ,
             desiring
             such
             and
             such
             a
             thing
             if
             it
             be
             absent
             ,
             and
             to
             move
             toward
             it
             ,
             and
             to
             acquiesce
             in
             it
             when
             it
             is
             obtained
             ,
             shunning
             the
             contrary
             and
             dreading
             the
             approach
             of
             it
             .
             He
             that
             knowes
             the
             amities
             and
             enmities
             the
             superiours
             have
             one
             towards
             another
             ,
             knows
             my
             meaning
             ,
             and
             will
             quickly
             give
             you
             a
             reason
             ,
             and
             that
             none
             of
             the
             worst
             ,
             let
             the
             Priests
             say
             what
             they
             please
             .
          
           
             The
             third
             Cause
             is
             from
             Parents
             and
             Education
             .
             This
             cause
             is
             from
             our
             first
             Parents
             ,
             for
             the
             preservation
             and
             propagation
             of
             the
             
               Species
               ,
            
             and
             will
             so
             continue
             till
             nature
             shall
             be
             no
             more
             .
             It
             is
             according
             to
             the
             old
             Adage
             ,
             
               Qualis
               Pater
               ,
               talis
               Filius
               ;
            
             like
             Father
             ,
             like
             Son
             .
             Cat
             to
             her
             kinde
             ;
             if
             the
             Dam
             trot
             ,
             the
             foal
             
             will
             not
             amble
             .
             Experience
             and
             nature
             approves
             it
             ,
             that
             the
             fruit
             will
             relish
             of
             the
             tree
             from
             whence
             it
             sprung
             .
             Consider
             how
             
               Love
            
             proceeds
             from
             Parents
             ,
             and
             gradually
             descends
             ;
             that
             so
             soon
             as
             we
             are
             come
             to
             maturity
             ,
             and
             that
             our
             bloud
             begins
             to
             boyl
             in
             our
             veins
             ,
             we
             devote
             our selves
             to
             a
             Woman
             ,
             forgetting
             our
             Mother
             in
             a
             wise
             ,
             and
             the
             womb
             that
             bare
             us
             in
             that
             which
             shall
             bear
             our
             image
             .
             This
             Woman
             blessing
             us
             with
             Children
             ,
             our
             affection
             leaves
             the
             levell
             it
             held
             before
             ,
             and
             sinks
             from
             our
             bed
             unto
             our
             issue
             and
             picture
             of
             posterity
             ,
             where
             affection
             holds
             no
             steady
             mansion
             :
             they
             applying
             themselves
             to
             a
             Woman
             ,
             take
             a
             lawful
             way
             to
             love
             another
             better
             then
             our selves
             ,
             and
             thus
             run
             to
             posterity
             .
          
           
             But
             Education
             is
             more
             potent
             ,
             for
             
               Themistocles
            
             in
             his
             youth
             (
             as
             himself
             confesseth
             )
             for
             want
             of
             Discipline
             ,
             was
             carryed
             away
             by
             the
             
               lascivious
            
             and
             
               hot
               passion
            
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             like
             to
             a
             young
             unbridled
             Colt
             ,
             untill
             that
             by
             
               Miltiades
            
             example
             ,
             who
             was
             then
             famous
             among
             the
             
               Grecians
               ,
            
             he
             caused
             the
             heat
             of
             his
             courage
             to
             be
             cooled
             ,
             and
             the
             lasciviousness
             which
             was
             naturally
             in
             him
             ,
             to
             attend
             upon
             virtue
             :
             he
             fed
             delicately
             and
             highly
             ,
             
               Qualis
               cibus
               ,
               talis
               sanguis
               &
               membrum
               ;
            
             such
             as
             the
             meat
             ,
             such
             is
             the
             broath
             ;
             for
             luscious
             fare
             ,
             is
             the
             only
             nurse
             and
             nourisher
             of
             sensual
             appetite
             ,
             the
             sole
             maintenance
             of
             youthful
             affection
             ,
             the
             fewell
             of
             this
             inordinate
             
               passion
               ,
            
             nothing
             so
             much
             feeding
             it
             ,
             nor
             insensates
             the
             understanding
             by
             delighting
             in
             it
             .
             He
             was
             very
             idly
             educated
             ,
             which
             is
             one
             main
             branch
             that
             causeth
             
               love
               ,
            
             and
             the
             first
             arrow
             that
             
               Cupid
            
             shooteth
             into
             the
             hot
             Liver
             of
             a
             heedless
             
               Lover
               .
            
             For
             the
             Man
             being
             idle
             ,
             the
             minde
             is
             apt
             to
             all
             uncleanness
             ;
             the
             minde
             being
             void
             of
             exercise
             ,
             the
             Man
             is
             void
             of
             honesty
             .
             Doth
             not
             rust
             corrode
             the
             hardest
             Iron
             ,
             if
             it
             be
             not
             used
             ?
             Doth
             not
             the
             Moth
             eat
             the
             finest
             garment
             ,
             
             if
             it
             be
             not
             worn
             ?
             Doth
             not
             impiety
             infect
             the
             clearest
             and
             most
             acute
             wit
             ,
             if
             it
             be
             given
             to
             idleness
             ?
             Doth
             not
             common
             experience
             make
             this
             common
             unto
             us
             ,
             that
             the
             fertilest
             ground
             bringeth
             forth
             nothing
             but
             weeds
             ,
             if
             it
             be
             not
             tilled
             ?
             The
             particulars
             of
             idleness
             ,
             as
             immoderate
             sleep
             ,
             immodest
             play
             ,
             unsatiable
             drinking
             ,
             doth
             so
             weaken
             the
             senses
             and
             bewitch
             the
             soul
             ,
             that
             before
             we
             feel
             the
             motion
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             we
             are
             resolved
             to
             lust
             .
             
               Cupid
            
             is
             ▪
             a
             crafty
             Gentleman
             ,
             he
             followes
             those
             to
             a
             hair
             that
             studdy
             pleasure
             ,
             and
             flies
             those
             that
             stoutly
             labour
             .
             Likewise
             though
             their
             natural
             inclination
             be
             to
             virtue
             ,
             if
             they
             be
             Educated
             ,
             in
             Dancing-schooles
             ,
             Schooles
             of
             Musick
             ,
             lead
             a
             riotous
             life
             ,
             they
             will
             be
             much
             subject
             to
             this
             
               passion
               ,
            
             they
             will
             prefer
             fancie
             before
             friends
             ,
             lay
             Reason
             in
             the
             water
             ,
             being
             too
             salt
             for
             their
             tast
             ,
             and
             follow
             unbridled
             Affection
             suitable
             to
             their
             education
             .
          
           
             But
             let
             their
             inclinations
             be
             never
             so
             strong
             ,
             if
             they
             have
             been
             well
             brought
             up
             and
             instructed
             ,
             they
             are
             in
             some
             sort
             forced
             to
             moderate
             themselves
             ,
             not
             suffering
             
               Love
            
             to
             have
             such
             pernicious
             effects
             in
             them
             ,
             as
             naturally
             they
             are
             inclined
             to
             ;
             whereupon
             (
             in
             my
             opinion
             )
             that
             old
             proverb
             was
             not
             spoken
             without
             reason
             ,
             That
             Education
             goeth
             beyond
             Nature
             :
             so
             that
             
               Quintilian
            
             would
             not
             have
             Nurses
             to
             be
             of
             an
             immodest
             or
             uncomely
             speech
             ;
             adding
             this
             cause
             ,
             Lest
             (
             saith
             he
             )
             such
             manners
             ,
             precepts
             ,
             and
             discourses
             as
             young
             children
             learn
             in
             their
             unriper
             years
             remain
             so
             deeply
             rooted
             ,
             as
             they
             shall
             scarce
             ever
             be
             relinquished
             .
             Sure
             I
             am
             ,
             that
             the
             first
             impressions
             ,
             whether
             good
             or
             evill
             ,
             are
             most
             continuate
             ,
             and
             with
             least
             difficulty
             preserved
             .
          
           
             
               
                 Quo
                 semel
                 est
                 imbuta
                 recens
                 ,
                 servabit
                 odorem
              
               
                 Testa
                 diu
                 .
                 —
              
            
             
             
               
                 A
                 pot
                 well
                 season'd
                 ,
                 holds
                 the
                 primitive
                 tast
              
               
                 A
                 long
                 time
                 after
                 .
                 —
              
            
             
               Socrates
            
             confesseth
             in
             
               Plato
               ,
            
             that
             by
             nature
             he
             was
             inclined
             to
             vices
             ,
             and
             yet
             Philosophy
             made
             him
             as
             perfect
             and
             excellent
             a
             Man
             ,
             as
             any
             was
             in
             the
             world
             .
          
           
             Besides
             Education
             and
             custome
             have
             power
             not
             only
             to
             change
             the
             natural
             inclination
             of
             some
             particular
             Men
             ,
             but
             also
             of
             whole
             Countries
             ,
             as
             the
             Histories
             of
             most
             Nations
             declare
             unto
             us
             ;
             and
             namely
             that
             of
             the
             
               Germans
               ,
            
             who
             in
             the
             time
             of
             
               Tacitus
            
             (
             and
             
               Lycurgus
            
             amongst
             the
             
               Lacedemonians
               )
            
             had
             neither
             Law
             nor
             Religion
             ,
             knowledge
             nor
             forme
             of
             Common-wealth
             (
             but
             were
             led
             and
             carryed
             on
             by
             the
             current
             of
             their
             own
             inclinations
             ,
             and
             as
             their
             wils
             was
             inclined
             by
             the
             influence
             of
             the
             superiours
             )
             whereas
             now
             they
             will
             give
             place
             to
             no
             Nation
             for
             good
             institution
             in
             all
             things
             .
             To
             reform
             the
             
               Lacedemonians
               ,
               Lycurgus
            
             used
             this
             piece
             of
             policy
             ;
             He
             nourished
             two
             whelps
             both
             of
             one
             
               Sire
            
             and
             one
             
               Dam
               ,
            
             but
             in
             different
             manner
             ;
             for
             the
             one
             he
             trained
             up
             to
             hunt
             ,
             and
             the
             other
             to
             lie
             alwaies
             in
             the
             chimney-corner
             at
             the
             porridge-pot
             ;
             afterwards
             calling
             the
             
               Lacedemonians
            
             into
             one
             assembly
             ,
             he
             said
             ,
             Ye
             
               Lacedemonians
               ,
            
             to
             the
             attaining
             of
             virtue
             ,
             education
             ,
             industry
             and
             exercise
             is
             the
             most
             noble
             means
             ;
             the
             truth
             of
             which
             I
             shall
             make
             manifest
             to
             you
             by
             tryall
             ;
             Then
             bringing
             forth
             the
             whelps
             ,
             and
             setting
             down
             a
             porridge-pot
             and
             an
             Hare
             ,
             the
             one
             run
             at
             the
             Hare
             ,
             and
             the
             other
             at
             the
             pot
             :
             the
             
               Lacedemonians
            
             not
             understanding
             the
             mystery
             ,
             he
             said
             ,
             Both
             of
             these
             be
             of
             one
             
               Sire
            
             and
             one
             
               Dam
               ,
            
             but
             you
             see
             how
             Education
             altereth
             Nature
             .
          
           
           
             Let
             us
             therefore
             (
             that
             seeing
             our
             flexible
             nature
             is
             assaulted
             and
             provoked
             to
             the
             acting
             of
             any
             thing
             which
             is
             not
             good
             )
             endevour
             to
             accustome
             and
             exercise
             our selves
             in
             virtue
             ,
             which
             will
             be
             as
             it
             were
             unto
             us
             another
             nature
             ;
             let
             us
             use
             the
             means
             of
             good
             Education
             and
             instruction
             in
             Wisdom
             ,
             whereby
             our
             souls
             shall
             be
             made
             conquerors
             over
             these
             
               hot
               passions
               ,
            
             and
             our
             mindes
             moderated
             and
             stayed
             in
             all
             our
             actions
             .
          
           
             We
             will
             now
             proceed
             on
             to
             the
             next
             ,
             and
             fourth
             cause
             ,
             which
             is
             a
             certain
             
               harmony
            
             and
             
               consonancy
            
             of
             hearts
             ,
             which
             meeting
             accord
             upon
             the
             same
             
               tone
               ,
            
             having
             a
             natural
             correspondency
             .
             For
             it
             is
             Mans
             nature
             to
             
               affect
            
             all
             
               harmony
               ,
            
             and
             sure
             it
             is
             (
             where
             
               Cupid
            
             strikes
             this
             silent
             note
             (
             for
             
               Love
            
             is
             the
             musick
             ,
             the
             harmony
             ,
             complexion
             ,
             the
             genus
             ,
             and
             very
             soul
             of
             nature
             )
             more
             sweet
             and
             melodious
             then
             the
             sound
             of
             any
             instrument
             ;
             for
             there
             is
             musick
             wheresoever
             there
             is
             an
             harmony
             .
             And
             thus
             far
             we
             maintain
             the
             musick
             of
             the
             
               spheres
               :
            
             for
             these
             well
             ordered
             motions
             ,
             and
             regular
             paces
             ,
             though
             they
             give
             no
             sound
             unto
             the
             ear
             ,
             yet
             to
             the
             understanding
             of
             the
             parties
             affected
             ,
             they
             strike
             a
             
               love-note
            
             most
             full
             of
             
               harmony
               .
            
             I
             desire
             leave
             to
             insist
             a
             little
             upon
             this
             .
          
           
             Every body
             hath
             its
             projections
             and
             unperceiveable
             influences
             ,
             as
             we
             finde
             in
             the
             power
             of
             
               Amber
            
             and
             the
             
               Adamant
               ,
            
             which
             attract
             Iron
             and
             Straw
             ,
             by
             the
             expiration
             they
             scatter
             in
             the
             aire
             ,
             to
             serve
             as
             instruments
             and
             hands
             to
             their
             attractions
             .
             This
             being
             common
             to
             other
             natures
             of
             Plants
             ,
             Metals
             ,
             and
             living
             creatures
             ,
             we
             must
             not
             think
             but
             that
             the
             body
             of
             Man
             participateth
             therein
             ,
             by
             reason
             of
             its
             vivacity
             and
             multitude
             of
             pores
             which
             give
             a
             more
             easie
             passage
             to
             such
             emissions
             .
             There
             then
             cometh
             forth
             a
             spirituous
             substance
             ,
             which
             is
             (
             according
             to
             
               Marcilius
               Ficinus
               )
               :
            
             
             vapour
             of
             bloud
             ,
             pure
             ,
             subtle
             ,
             hot
             and
             clear
             ,
             more
             strong
             or
             weak
             according
             to
             the
             interiour
             agitations
             of
             spirits
             ;
             which
             carryeth
             along
             with
             it
             some
             friendly
             ,
             convenient
             ,
             and
             temperate
             quality
             ,
             which
             insinuateth
             it self
             into
             the
             heart
             and
             soul
             ,
             doth
             (
             if
             it
             there
             finde
             a
             disposition
             of
             conformity
             )
             abide
             ,
             as
             a
             seed
             cast
             into
             the
             earth
             ,
             and
             forms
             there
             an
             
               harmony
               ,
            
             and
             this
             love
             of
             correspondency
             ,
             with
             an
             admirable
             promptness
             and
             vigor
             ;
             so
             it
             happeneth
             that
             the
             spirits
             ,
             being
             transpired
             from
             one
             body
             to
             another
             ,
             and
             carrying
             on
             their
             wings
             qualities
             consonant
             ,
             do
             infallibly
             excite
             and
             awaken
             the
             inclinations
             .
             The
             eye
             is
             principally
             interessed
             herein
             ,
             breathing
             thence
             the
             most
             thin
             spirits
             and
             darting
             forth
             the
             visual
             rayes
             ,
             as
             the
             arrows
             of
             
               Love
            
             which
             penetrate
             the
             heart
             ,
             striking
             a
             most
             dulcisonant
             
               harmony
               ,
            
             and
             are
             united
             one
             within
             another
             ;
             then
             heating
             the
             bloud
             ,
             they
             strike
             upon
             the
             imagination
             ,
             and
             attract
             the
             will
             ,
             which
             are
             linked
             one
             to
             another
             ,
             that
             they
             are
             tyed
             together
             with
             an
             unperceiveable
             knot
             ;
             and
             so
             by
             this
             means
             
               Love
            
             entereth
             into
             the
             heart
             .
          
           
             The
             fifth
             Cause
             is
             that
             of
             the
             Divines
             and
             morall
             Philosophers
             ,
             That
             
               beauty
            
             and
             
               goodness
            
             make
             us
             
               love
               .
            
             Which
             two
             if
             they
             be
             found
             both
             in
             one
             Woman
             (
             she
             's
             
               rara
               avis
               ,
            
             a
             very
             rare
             thing
             indeed
             )
             are
             most
             availeful
             advantages
             .
             
               Love
            
             varies
             as
             its
             objects
             varie
             ,
             which
             is
             alwaies
             good
             ,
             beautiful
             ,
             amiable
             ,
             gratious
             ,
             and
             pleasant
             ,
             or
             at
             least
             which
             seems
             to
             be
             so
             ;
             from
             Goodness
             comes
             Beauty
             ,
             from
             Beauty
             Grace
             and
             Comeliness
             ,
             which
             result
             as
             so
             many
             rayes
             from
             their
             good
             parts
             ,
             makes
             us
             to
             
               love
               ,
            
             and
             so
             covet
             and
             desire
             it
             :
             for
             were
             it
             not
             pleasing
             and
             gratious
             in
             our
             eyes
             ,
             we
             should
             not
             seek
             it
             .
             
               Omne
               pulchrum
               amabile
               ,
            
             and
             what
             we
             
               love
            
             is
             fair
             and
             gratious
             in
             our
             eyes
             ,
             or
             at
             least
             we
             do
             so
             apprehend
             or
             esteem
             it
             .
             
               Suum
               cuique
               pulchrum
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               
                 Th'
                 perfections
                 of
                 his
                 Mistress
                 are
                 most
                 rare
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 all
                 mens
                 eyes
                 ,
                 yet
                 in
                 his
                 own
                 most
                 faire
                 .
              
            
             Amiableness
             is
             the
             object
             of
             
               love
               ,
            
             the
             scope
             and
             end
             is
             to
             obtain
             it
             ,
             for
             whose
             sake
             we
             
               love
               ,
            
             and
             with
             our
             minds
             covet
             to
             enjoy
             .
             Likewise
             Grace
             and
             Beauty
             are
             so
             wonderfully
             annexed
             ,
             do
             so
             sweetly
             and
             gently
             win
             our
             souls
             ,
             and
             strongly
             allure
             ,
             that
             they
             confound
             our
             judgement
             ,
             and
             cannot
             be
             distinguished
             .
             And
             this
             makes
             the
             Poets
             still
             put
             the
             three
             
               Graces
            
             in
             
               Venus
            
             company
             ,
             as
             attending
             on
             her
             and
             holding
             up
             her
             train
             .
             As
             the
             needle
             of
             a
             Diall
             being
             touched
             with
             an
             
               Adamant
               ,
            
             doth
             alwaies
             turn
             towards
             the
             
               Pole-star
               ,
            
             because
             the
             Philosophers
             hold
             that
             to
             be
             the
             element
             of
             the
             
               Load-stone
            
             or
             
               Magnet
               ,
            
             and
             by
             a
             natural
             sympathy
             doth
             attract
             every
             part
             of
             it self
             unto
             it self
             ;
             so
             a
             
               Lo●ers
            
             heart
             being
             touched
             with
             the
             
               beauty
            
             and
             
               goodness
            
             of
             his
             Mistress
             doth
             turne
             it
             ,
             and
             all
             its
             thoughts
             towards
             her
             :
             Poetically
             to
             explain
             this
             conception
             let
             us
             add
             ,
          
           
             
               The
               needle
               of
               a
               Diall
               Northward
               turns
               ,
            
             
               If
               touch'd
               by
               
                 Adamant
                 :
              
            
             
               His
               heart
               touch'd
               by
               his
               Mistress
               burns
               ,
            
             
               And
               after
               her
               doth
               pant
               .
            
          
           
             As
             this
             
               Magnet
            
             draweth
             the
             heavie
             Iron
             ,
             and
             the
             Harp
             the
             swift
             
               Dolphin
               ;
            
             so
             
               beauty
            
             allureth
             the
             
               chast
               minde
            
             to
             
               love
               .
            
             In
             that
             exquisite
             Romance
             of
             
               Clytiphon
            
             and
             
               Lucippe
               ,
            
             where
             
               Clytiphon
            
             (
             being
             captivated
             with
             her
             
               beauty
               )
            
             speaking
             of
             himself
             ,
             ingenuously
             confesseth
             ,
             that
             he
             no
             sooner
             came
             in
             
               Lucippe's
            
             presence
             ,
             but
             saith
             he
             ,
             
               Statim
               ac
               eam
               contemplatus
               sum
               ,
               occidi
               ;
               oculos
               à
               Virgine
               avertere
               conatus
               sum
               ,
               sed
               illi
               repugnabant
               .
            
             
             He
             was
             wounded
             at
             the
             first
             sight
             ,
             his
             heart
             panted
             ,
             he
             could
             not
             possibily
             turn
             his
             eyes
             from
             her
             .
          
           
             This
             
               Beauty
            
             hath
             great
             power
             to
             procure
             
               love
               ;
            
             for
             where
             it
             appeareth
             in
             the
             exterior
             parts
             in
             any body
             ,
             it
             is
             as
             it
             were
             a
             witness
             and
             testimony
             of
             the
             beauty
             in
             the
             soul
             .
             For
             the
             Creator
             created
             all
             things
             in
             such
             manner
             that
             he
             hath
             commonly
             joyned
             
               beauty
            
             and
             
               goodness
            
             together
             ;
             in
             the
             beginning
             there
             was
             nothing
             made
             ,
             but
             it
             was
             
               very
               good
            
             and
             
               beautiful
            
             in
             his
             kind
             ,
             therefore
             there
             is
             an
             agreement
             between
             the
             
               body
            
             and
             the
             
               soul
               ;
            
             for
             
               bodily
               beauty
            
             is
             as
             it
             were
             an
             image
             of
             the
             
               beauty
            
             of
             the
             
               soul
               ,
            
             and
             promiseth
             after
             a
             sort
             some
             good
             thing
             of
             the
             
               inward
               beauty
               ;
            
             for
             
               internal
               perfection
            
             breedeth
             the
             
               external
               ;
            
             whereupon
             the
             
               internal
            
             is
             called
             
               goodness
               ,
            
             and
             the
             
               external
               ,
               beauty
               .
            
             Many
             would
             willingly
             die
             for
             the
             
               beauty
            
             of
             others
             ,
             and
             are
             so
             tormented
             and
             tossed
             ,
             that
             they
             become
             senseless
             and
             phrenetick
             ,
             being
             captivated
             with
             looking
             upon
             a
             
               beautiful
               face
               ,
            
             which
             hath
             such
             a
             sting
             that
             it
             pierceth
             even
             unto
             the
             liveliest
             part
             of
             their
             
               heart
            
             and
             
               soul
               .
            
             Whereupon
             it
             falleth
             out
             that
             poor
             silly
             
               Lovers
            
             are
             so
             full
             of
             
               passions
               ,
            
             that
             they
             stand
             altogether
             amazed
             ;
             making
             their
             souls
             so
             subject
             to
             their
             desires
             ,
             that
             she
             must
             obey
             them
             ,
             as
             if
             she
             were
             some
             poor
             Chamber-maid
             or
             drudge
             .
             It
             is
             the
             Witch
             of
             Nature
             ,
             as
             gold
             is
             the
             god
             of
             the
             World
             ;
             for
             a
             Woman
             without
             
               beauty
            
             hath
             as
             few
             followers
             ,
             as
             a
             Man
             without
             
               money
            
             hath
             friends
             .
          
           
             The
             reason
             why
             Womens
             
               beauty
            
             is
             of
             such
             force
             ,
             that
             it
             overcomes
             men
             ,
             is
             that
             the
             sense
             being
             too
             much
             fastened
             upon
             it
             ,
             doth
             not
             only
             (
             as
             if
             it
             gazed
             upon
             an
             object
             above
             its
             strength
             )
             remain
             dazled
             with
             the
             rayes
             thereof
             ,
             but
             reason
             it self
             is
             darkned
             ,
             the
             heart
             is
             fettered
             ,
             and
             the
             will
             by
             
               love
            
             made
             a
             prisoner
             .
             And
             I
             must
             needs
             tell
             you
             in
             plain
             terms
             ,
             that
             
               beauty
            
             without
             
             the
             indowments
             of
             a
             virtuous
             minde
             is
             stark
             naught
             ▪
             Yet
             most
             commonly
             ,
             the
             
               beauty
            
             of
             the
             
               minde
            
             is
             manifest
             in
             the
             
               face
               ,
            
             as
             it
             were
             in
             a
             looking-glass
             ;
             for
             in
             it
             is
             seen
             a
             modest
             blush
             the
             vail
             of
             shame
             fac'dness
             ,
             the
             true
             ornament
             of
             an
             honest
             minde
             ,
             the
             treasure
             of
             Chastitity
             ,
             the
             splendor
             of
             Clemency
             ,
             the
             riches
             of
             Silence
             ,
             the
             majesty
             of
             Virtue
             ,
             the
             lodge
             of
             Love
             ,
             and
             the
             nest
             of
             Grace
             ;
             because
             the
             
               face
            
             (
             amongst
             all
             the
             other
             corporal
             parts
             )
             is
             the
             more
             noble
             ,
             where
             the
             minde
             by
             those
             senses
             that
             are
             in
             it
             exerciseth
             its
             effects
             and
             operatious
             .
          
           
             Having
             discoursed
             thus
             much
             of
             
               beauty
            
             in
             general
             ,
             we
             will
             now
             descend
             to
             the
             particulars
             of
             
               beauty
               ,
            
             and
             demonstrate
             their
             force
             in
             causing
             
               Love
               .
            
             For
             there
             is
             not
             any
             that
             
               loves
               ,
            
             but
             there
             is
             some
             particular
             part
             ,
             either
             in
             form
             or
             condition
             ,
             which
             pleaseth
             most
             ,
             and
             inflameth
             him
             above
             the
             rest
             .
          
           
             And
             first
             of
             the
             
               Eyes
               ,
            
             which
             
               Scaliger
            
             cals
             
               Cupids
               arrowes
               ;
            
             the
             black
             ,
             round
             ,
             quick
             sparkling
             
               eye
               ,
            
             is
             the
             
               most
               fair
               ,
               amorous
            
             and
             
               enticing
               ,
            
             the
             speaking
             ,
             courting
             ,
             enchanting
             
               eye
               .
               Hesiod
            
             cals
             those
             that
             have
             
               fair
               lovely
               eyes
               ,
            
             
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
            
             ;
             and
             
               Pindarus
            
             
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
            
             ,
             by
             a
             Metaphor
             borrowed
             from
             the
             
               Greek
            
             word
             
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
               {non-Roman}
            
             ,
             signifying
             the
             young
             tender
             sprigs
             or
             branches
             of
             Vines
             ,
             for
             as
             these
             alwaies
             embrace
             the
             neighbouring
             bough
             ,
             twining
             about
             it
             with
             many
             various
             circles
             ;
             in
             like
             manner
             ,
             the
             
               eyes
            
             of
             a
             
               beautiful
               woman
            
             apply
             their
             beames
             ,
             and
             endevour
             to
             intangle
             the
             hearts
             of
             those
             that
             earnestly
             behold
             her
             .
             The
             Poet
             
               Propertius
            
             cals
             the
             
               eyes
            
             the
             
               conductors
            
             and
             
               guides
            
             in
             
               Love
               .
            
             
               
                 Si
                 nescis
                 ,
                 oculi
                 sunt
                 in
                 amore
                 duces
                 .
              
            
             It
             is
             the
             
               eyes
            
             that
             infect
             the
             spirits
             ,
             by
             the
             gazing
             upon
             
             an
             object
             ,
             and
             thence
             the
             spirits
             infect
             the
             bloud
             .
             To
             this
             effect
             the
             Lady
             in
             
               Apuleius
            
             complained
             ,
             
               Thou
               art
               the
               cause
               of
               my
               grief
               ,
               thine
               eyes
               piercing
               through
               mine
               eyes
               into
               mine
               inward
               parts
               ,
               have
               set
               my
               bowels
               on
               fire
               ,
               therefore
               commiserate
               me
               that
               am
               now
               ready
               to
               die
               for
               thy
               sake
               .
            
          
           
             The
             
               eye
            
             is
             the
             judge
             of
             
               beauty
               ,
            
             and
             is
             as
             it
             were
             the
             looking-glasse
             of
             the
             soul
             ,
             in
             which
             are
             described
             all
             the
             
               affections
            
             of
             the
             Soul
             ,
             as
             
               Love
               ,
               passion
               ,
               anger
               ,
               disdain
               ,
            
             &c.
             
             The
             
               eye
            
             exceedingly
             lusteth
             after
             
               beauty
            
             (
             and
             whilst
             it
             contemplateth
             the
             colours
             ,
             formes
             ,
             features
             ,
             comeliness
             ,
             grace
             ,
             laughter
             ,
             and
             whatsoever
             excellent
             quality
             appertaines
             unto
             
               beauty
               )
            
             is
             deemed
             fittest
             to
             be
             the
             principal
             judge
             thereof
             ;
             the
             
               eye
            
             being
             an
             Organ
             by
             which
             a
             
               Lover
            
             doth
             best
             discern
             the
             perfection
             of
             all
             those
             principal
             parts
             ,
             which
             are
             required
             to
             the
             framing
             of
             a
             compleat
             
               beauty
               ;
            
             for
             we
             often
             times
             see
             ,
             by
             the
             bare
             report
             of
             virtue
             ,
             in
             any
             honorable
             breast
             
               love
            
             imperfectly
             ;
             but
             if
             report
             be
             once
             confirmed
             by
             an
             interview
             ,
             and
             the
             
               eye
            
             be
             made
             judge
             as
             well
             as
             the
             ear
             ,
             it
             gathereth
             strength
             ,
             and
             exceedingly
             encreaseth
             ;
             which
             proceedeth
             from
             no
             other
             cause
             then
             from
             the
             great
             force
             that
             the
             
               eye
            
             hath
             in
             the
             true
             judgement
             of
             sensible
             things
             ,
             besides
             the
             power
             thereof
             extending
             it self
             more
             then
             all
             the
             other
             senses
             to
             the
             multitude
             of
             objects
             ,
             and
             more
             speedily
             apprehending
             them
             .
             Pardon
             me
             for
             stepping
             a
             little
             out
             of
             the
             way
             ,
             but
             I
             shall
             quickly
             be
             in
             again
             .
          
           
             Secondly
             ,
             
               Faire
               hair
               ,
            
             as
             the
             Poets
             say
             ,
             are
             the
             prisons
             of
             
               Cupid
               ;
            
             that
             is
             the
             cause
             (
             as
             I
             suppose
             )
             that
             Ladies
             make
             Rings
             ,
             and
             Bracelets
             ,
             and
             
               love-locks
            
             to
             send
             to
             their
             
               Lovers
               .
            
             And
             that
             's
             the
             cause
             too
             (
             for
             I
             must
             handle
             both
             sexes
             )
             that
             Men
             curle
             and
             powder
             their
             hair
             ,
             and
             prune
             their
             pickativants
             ,
             making
             the
             East
             side
             correspond
             to
             the
             West
             .
          
           
           
             Thirdly
             ,
             the
             
               Tongue
               ,
            
             is
             called
             by
             
               Scaliger
               ,
            
             the
             
               lightning
            
             of
             
               love
               .
            
             But
             we
             wil
             take
             all
             the
             actions
             and
             gestures
             of
             the
             mouth
             together
             with
             it
             ;
             what
             a
             bewitching
             force
             hath
             a
             gratious
             laughter
             ,
             a
             pleasant
             and
             eloquent
             delivery
             ,
             a
             modest
             courting
             ,
             a
             
               Syrens
            
             song
             ,
             or
             any
             other
             comely
             carriage
             or
             manifestation
             of
             the
             minde
             ,
             a
             corral
             lip
             ,
             a
             comely
             order
             and
             set
             of
             two
             Ivory
             rails
             ?
             How
             great
             force
             and
             enticements
             lie
             in
             kissing
             ?
             
               Balthazer
               Castilio
            
             saith
             ,
             
               Jam
               pluribus
               oculis
               labra
               crepitabant
               ,
               animarum
               quoque
               mixturam
               facientes
               ,
               inter
               mutuos
               complexus
               animas
               anhelantes
               :
            
             They
             breath
             out
             their
             souls
             and
             spirits
             together
             with
             their
             kisses
             ,
             changing
             hearts
             and
             spirits
             ,
             and
             mingle
             affections
             as
             they
             do
             kisses
             ,
             and
             it
             is
             rather
             a
             connexion
             of
             the
             minde
             then
             of
             the
             body
             .
             
               
                 What
                 's
                 a
                 kisse
                 of
                 that
                 pure
                 faire
                 ?
              
               
                 But
                 
                   Loves
                
                 lure
                 ,
                 or
                 
                   Adonis
                
                 snare
                 .
              
            
          
           
             Fourthly
             ,
             some
             are
             enamoured
             of
             an
             handsome
             tall
             and
             slender
             body
             ;
             some
             again
             are
             taken
             with
             one
             of
             a
             middle
             size
             and
             plump
             ;
             but
             many
             are
             captivated
             with
             a
             handsome
             leg
             and
             foot
             .
          
           
             Fiftly
             ,
             their
             
               breasts
            
             and
             
               paps
            
             are
             called
             the
             
               tents
               of
               Love
               ;
            
             for
             which
             cause
             Women
             do
             so
             much
             discover
             them
             ,
             (
             for
             Women
             ,
             saith
             
               Aristotle
               ,
            
             are
             
               Natures
               Errata
               ,
            
             continually
             studying
             temptations
             )
             together
             with
             their
             
               naked
               necks
               ,
               shoulders
            
             and
             
               armes
               ,
            
             having
             all
             things
             necessary
             and
             in
             readiness
             ,
             that
             may
             either
             allure
             the
             minde
             to
             
               love
               ,
            
             or
             the
             heart
             to
             
               folly
               .
            
             What
             is
             the
             meaning
             of
             their
             affected
             carriages
             ,
             those
             Garments
             so
             pompous
             ,
             those
             guizes
             so
             sought
             after
             ,
             those
             Colours
             so
             fantastick
             ,
             the
             Jewels
             and
             Pendants
             so
             sumptuous
             ,
             that
             painting
             so
             shameless
             ,
             those
             Curles
             and
             Patches
             ,
             their
             silk
             and
             Bow-die
             stockins
             ,
             with
             their
             coats
             tucked
             
             up
             that
             their
             neat
             leg
             and
             foot
             may
             be
             seen
             ,
             their
             lac'd
             shooes
             ,
             those
             curtesies
             ,
             salutations
             ,
             cringings
             and
             mincing
             gates
             ;
             but
             to
             cut
             the
             throat
             of
             Chastity
             ,
             and
             are
             springes
             to
             catch
             Wood-cocks
             .
             A
             Ship
             is
             not
             so
             long
             a
             rigging
             ,
             as
             a
             yong
             Lady
             is
             in
             trimming
             her self
             against
             the
             coming
             of
             her
             Sweet-heart
             .
             Eye
             but
             the
             dresses
             of
             Women
             which
             are
             now
             in
             use
             ,
             and
             thou
             shall
             not
             only
             see
             the
             carved
             vizard
             of
             a
             lewd
             Woman
             ,
             but
             the
             incarnate
             visage
             of
             a
             lascivious
             wanton
             ;
             not
             only
             the
             shadow
             of
             
               love
               ,
            
             but
             the
             substance
             of
             
               lust
               .
            
          
           
             Sir
             
               Philip
               Sydney
            
             in
             his
             
               Arcadia
               ,
            
             saith
             that
             Apparel
             (
             though
             it
             be
             many
             degrees
             better
             then
             the
             wearer
             )
             is
             a
             great
             motive
             and
             provocation
             to
             
               love
               ,
            
             and
             nothing
             like
             unto
             it
             :
             
               
                 Which
                 doth
                 even
                 Beauty
                 beautifie
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 most
                 bewitch
                 a
                 wretched
                 eie
                 .
              
            
             And
             as
             another
             Poet
             saith
             ;
             
               
                 —
                 Love-locks
                 and
                 clothes
                 which
                 speak
              
               
                 All
                 Countries
                 ,
                 and
                 no
                 Man
                 .
                 —
              
            
             He
             layes
             all
             that
             ever
             he
             hath
             upon
             his
             back
             ,
             making
             the
             
               Meridian
            
             of
             his
             Estate
             stoop
             to
             his
             shoulders
             ,
             judging
             that
             Women
             are
             captivated
             with
             and
             marryed
             to
             Bravery
             .
          
           
             Add
             hereunto
             the
             painting
             practised
             by
             
               Harlots
               ,
            
             adulterated
             complexions
             well
             agreeing
             with
             adulterous
             conditions
             .
             They
             especially
             use
             to
             paint
             their
             
               eyes
            
             (
             understand
             their
             eye-browes
             and
             eye-lids
             )
             with
             
               Stibium
               ,
            
             to
             make
             them
             look
             black
             ,
             conceited
             by
             them
             an
             extraordinary
             comeliness
             .
             Hereupon
             was
             
               Solomons
            
             caution
             ,
             
               Neither
               let
               her
               take
               thee
               with
               her
               eye-lids
               ,
            
             as
             one
             of
             her
             principal
             nets
             to
             catch
             wantons
             therewith
             .
             When
             
             aged
             they
             use
             in
             vain
             to
             make
             themselves
             fair
             by
             
               renting
               their
               faces
               with
               painting
               ,
            
             though
             more
             cause
             to
             rent
             them
             with
             their
             nails
             out
             of
             penitent
             indignation
             .
             Thus
             painting
             used
             to
             reconcile
             ,
             in
             time
             widens
             the
             breaches
             in
             their
             faces
             ;
             and
             their
             flesh
             tainted
             ,
             at
             least
             ,
             with
             the
             poison
             thereof
             ,
             like
             rotten
             vessels
             spring
             the
             more
             leaks
             the
             more
             they
             are
             repaired
             .
             And
             the
             truth
             is
             ,
             I
             would
             have
             such
             as
             these
             to
             joyn
             themselves
             with
             Souldiers
             ,
             for
             so
             both
             may
             fight
             under
             their
             colours
             .
          
           
             Sixthly
             ,
             
               Pleasant
            
             and
             
               well
               composed
               looks
               ,
               glances
               ,
               smiles
               ,
               counter-smiles
               ,
               plausible
               gestures
               ,
               pleasant
               carriage
            
             and
             
               behaviour
               ,
               affable
               complements
               ,
            
             a
             
               comely
               gate
            
             and
             
               pace
               ,
               daliances
               ,
               playes
               ,
               revels
               ,
               maskes
               ,
               dancing
               ,
               time
               ,
               place
               ,
               opportunity
               ,
               conference
               ,
            
             and
             
               importunity
               ,
            
             are
             materials
             of
             which
             
               Loves
               torch
            
             is
             made
             ;
             also
             no
             stronger
             engins
             then
             to
             hear
             and
             read
             of
             
               Love
               toyes
               ,
               fables
            
             and
             
               discourses
               ,
            
             so
             that
             many
             by
             this
             means
             become
             distracted
             ,
             for
             these
             exercises
             do
             as
             well
             open
             the
             pores
             of
             the
             heart
             as
             the
             body
             .
             And
             truly
             such
             heart-traps
             are
             laid
             by
             cunning
             beauties
             ,
             in
             such
             pretty
             
               ambuscadoes
               ,
            
             that
             he
             must
             be
             a
             crafty
             Fox
             that
             can
             escape
             them
             ;
             for
             there
             is
             still
             some
             peculiar
             grace
             in
             a
             Woman
             ,
             as
             of
             
               beauty
               ,
               good
               discourse
               ,
               wit
               ,
               eloquence
               ,
            
             or
             
               honesty
               ,
            
             which
             is
             the
             
               primum
               mobile
               ,
            
             or
             first
             mover
             ,
             and
             a
             most
             forcible
             loadstone
             ,
             to
             attract
             the
             favours
             ,
             and
             good
             will
             of
             Mens
             eyes
             ,
             eares
             and
             affections
             unto
             them
             .
             It
             is
             a
             plain
             ornament
             becomes
             a
             Virgin
             or
             virtuous
             Woman
             ,
             and
             they
             get
             more
             credit
             in
             a
             wise
             mans
             eye
             and
             judgement
             ,
             by
             their
             plainness
             ,
             and
             are
             more
             comely
             and
             fair
             ▪
             then
             they
             that
             are
             set
             out
             with
             their
             patches
             ,
             bables
             ,
             puffed
             up
             ,
             and
             adorned
             like
             
               Jayes
            
             in
             
               Peacocks
               feathers
               .
            
             Ladies
             ,
             let
             the
             example
             of
             
               Lucretia
            
             be
             set
             before
             you
             ,
             who
             stamped
             a
             deeper
             impression
             of
             affection
             in
             the
             heart
             of
             the
             virtuous
             beholder
             ,
             by
             addressing
             herself
             to
             houswifery
             ,
             and
             
             purple
             spinning
             ,
             then
             others
             could
             ever
             do
             with
             their
             rare
             banquets
             ,
             and
             riotous
             spending
             .
             All
             are
             not
             of
             
               Aegisthus
            
             minde
             ,
             who
             was
             taken
             with
             a
             complement
             of
             lightness
             .
             This
             argued
             ,
             that
             a
             youthful
             heat
             had
             rather
             surprised
             his
             amorous
             heart
             ,
             then
             any
             discreet
             affection
             preferred
             him
             to
             his
             choise
             .
             This
             
               love
            
             is
             fading
             ;
             for
             where
             virtue
             is
             not
             directrice
             in
             our
             choise
             ,
             our
             mindes
             are
             ever
             prone
             to
             change
             ;
             we
             finde
             not
             what
             we
             expected
             ,
             nor
             digest
             well
             what
             we
             formerly
             affected
             ;
             all
             is
             out
             of
             square
             ,
             because
             discretion
             contrived
             not
             the
             building
             .
             It
             is
             a
             decent
             and
             comely
             habit
             best
             becomes
             
               Ladies
            
             to
             be
             wooed
             in
             ,
             and
             contents
             discreet
             Suitors
             most
             to
             have
             them
             won
             in
             .
             Conforme
             then
             your
             generous
             dispositions
             to
             a
             decency
             of
             fashion
             ,
             that
             you
             may
             attract
             to
             your selves
             ,
             and
             beget
             in
             others
             motives
             of
             affection
             :
             whose
             private
             virtues
             render
             you
             to
             the
             imitation
             ,
             and
             publick
             to
             the
             admiration
             of
             all
             .
          
           
             Seventhly
             ,
             a
             
               tender
            
             and
             
               hot
               heart
               ,
               lucid
               spirits
               ,
               vegetous
            
             and
             
               subtle
               bloud
               ,
            
             are
             causes
             of
             
               amorous
               fires
               ,
            
             a
             small
             beauty
             makes
             a
             great
             impression
             in
             them
             .
          
           
             Eightly
             ,
             
               Obsequious
               love-letters
               ,
            
             to
             insinuate
             themselves
             into
             their
             Mistresses
             favour
             ,
             are
             great
             incitements
             ,
             they
             are
             the
             life
             of
             
               Love
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               pen
               can
               furrow
               a
               fond
               females
               heart
               ,
            
             
               And
               pierce
               it
               more
               ,
               then
               
                 Cupids
              
               faigned
               dart
               .
            
             
               Letters
               a
               kinde
               of
               
                 Magick
                 virtue
              
               have
               ,
            
             
               And
               like
               strong
               
                 Philters
              
               humane
               souls
               inslave
               .
            
          
           
             Ninthly
             ,
             
               Words
            
             much
             corrupt
             the
             disposition
             ;
             they
             set
             an
             edge
             or
             glosse
             on
             depraved
             liberty
             ;
             making
             that
             member
             the
             vent
             and
             spout
             of
             their
             passion
             ,
             and
             making
             the
             hearts
             of
             credulous
             
             Women
             melt
             with
             their
             ear-charming
             Oratory
             .
          
           
             The
             tenth
             ,
             
               Love
            
             is
             caused
             very
             often
             by
             the
             
               ear
               ,
            
             as
             
               Achilles
               Tacitus
            
             saith
             ,
             
               Ea
               enim
               hominum
               intemperantium
               libido
               est
               ,
               ut
               etiam
               fama
               ad
               amandum
               impellantur
               ,
               &
               audientes
               aequè
               afficiantur
               ac
               videntes
               ;
            
             such
             is
             that
             intemperance
             and
             passion
             of
             some
             Men
             ,
             that
             they
             are
             as
             much
             inamoured
             by
             report
             ,
             as
             if
             they
             see
             them
             .
             Oft-times
             the
             
               species
            
             of
             
               Love
            
             are
             received
             into
             the
             fantasie
             ,
             as
             well
             by
             relation
             as
             by
             sight
             ,
             for
             we
             see
             by
             the
             eyes
             of
             our
             understanding
             .
             
               
                 No
                 face
                 yet
                 seen
                 ;
                 but
                 shafts
                 that
                 
                   Love
                
                 lets
                 flie
                 ,
              
               
                 Kils
                 in
                 the
                 
                   ear
                
                 as
                 well
                 as
                 in
                 the
                 
                   eie
                   .
                
              
            
             Also
             ;
             
               
                 The
                 pleader
                 burns
                 his
                 books
                 ,
                 disdains
                 the
                 Law
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 fals
                 in
                 
                   love
                   ,
                
                 with
                 whom
                 his
                 eyes
                 ne'r
                 saw
                 .
              
            
             
               Lycidas
            
             declaring
             to
             
               Cleon
            
             his
             
               Love
            
             towards
             
               Astrea
               ,
            
             said
             ,
             Whether
             she
             was
             really
             fair
             or
             no
             ,
             I
             know
             not
             ,
             but
             so
             it
             was
             ,
             that
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             I
             heard
             the
             report
             of
             her
             ,
             I
             
               loved
            
             her
             .
             Some
             report
             (
             saith
             he
             )
             that
             
               Love
            
             proceeds
             from
             the
             
               eyes
            
             of
             the
             party
             
               loved
               ;
            
             but
             this
             cannot
             be
             ,
             for
             her
             
               eye
            
             never
             looked
             upon
             me
             ,
             nor
             did
             mine
             see
             her
             so
             much
             as
             to
             know
             her
             again
             .
             
               
                 For
                 an
                 illustrious
                 name
                 is
                 a
                 strange
                 course
              
               
                 To
                 attract
                 
                   Love
                   ,
                
                 and
                 good
                 report
                 hath
                 force
                 .
              
            
          
           
             We
             purpose
             now
             to
             treat
             of
             
               Money
            
             causing
             
               Love
               .
            
             That
             is
             the
             general
             humour
             of
             the
             world
             ,
             and
             in
             this
             Iron
             age
             of
             ours
             ,
             and
             in
             that
             commodity
             stears
             our
             affections
             ,
             the
             
               love
            
             of
             riches
             being
             most
             respected
             ;
             
             for
             now
             a
             Maid
             must
             buy
             her
             husband
             with
             a
             great
             
               dowry
            
             if
             she
             will
             have
             him
             ,
             making
             
               Love
            
             mercenary
             ;
             and
             't
             is
             the
             fashion
             altogether
             in
             use
             ,
             to
             chuse
             Wives
             as
             Chapmen
             sell
             their
             wares
             ,
             with
             
               Quantum
               dabitis
               ?
            
             what
             is
             the
             most
             you
             will
             give
             ?
             Witty
             was
             that
             young
             Gentlewomans
             answer
             to
             an
             inconsiderate
             
               Suitor
               ,
            
             who
             having
             solicited
             the
             Father
             ,
             and
             bargained
             with
             him
             for
             the
             
               affection
            
             of
             his
             Daughter
             for
             so
             much
             ,
             and
             covenants
             of
             marriage
             concluded
             :
             This
             undiscreet
             wooer
             unseasonably
             imparts
             his
             minde
             to
             the
             Daughter
             ;
             who
             made
             strange
             with
             it
             ,
             saying
             ,
             she
             never
             heard
             of
             any
             such
             matter
             :
             yea
             but
             (
             replyed
             he
             )
             I
             have
             bargained
             with
             your
             Father
             ,
             and
             he
             hath
             already
             consented
             :
             And
             you
             may
             marry
             him
             too
             (
             quoth
             she
             )
             for
             you
             must
             hold
             me
             excused
             .
             Covetousness
             and
             filthy
             lucre
             mars
             many
             a
             good
             match
             ,
             or
             some
             such
             by-respect
             .
             
               Veniunt
               a
               dote
               sagit●ae
               ,
            
             't
             is
             
               money
            
             that
             makes
             the
             Mare
             to
             go
             ;
             't
             is
             
               money
            
             and
             a
             
               good
               dowry
               ,
            
             lights
             
               Hymens
            
             torches
             .
             They
             care
             not
             for
             
               beauty
               ,
               education
               ,
               honesty
               ,
            
             or
             
               birth
               ;
            
             if
             they
             hear
             that
             she
             is
             a
             
               rich
               heir
               ,
            
             or
             hath
             
               ready
               cash
               ,
            
             they
             are
             frantick
             &
             doting
             upon
             such
             a
             one
             ,
             more
             then
             if
             she
             were
             
               natures
               master-piece
            
             in
             
               beauty
               .
            
             If
             she
             be
             never
             so
             ugly
             and
             stinking
             ,
             't
             is
             
               money
            
             makes
             her
             kisse
             sweetly
             .
             Has
             she
             
               money
               ?
            
             (
             that
             's
             the
             first
             question
             )
             O
             how
             they
             
               love
            
             her
             !
             Is
             she
             
               mula
               auro
               onusta
               ?
            
             nay
             then
             ,
             run
             Dog
             ,
             run
             Bear
             ,
             they
             'l
             venture
             hanging
             to
             compasse
             their
             desire
             .
             
               
                 Auri
                 sacra
                 fames
                 ,
                 quid
                 non
                 mortalia
                 cogis
              
               
                 Pectora
                 ?
                 —
              
            
             What
             will
             not
             this
             desire
             of
             
               money
            
             compell
             a
             Man
             to
             attempt
             ?
             Is
             she
             as
             old
             as
             
               Saturn
               ,
            
             deformed
             ,
             vitious
             ,
             blear-eyed
             ,
             though
             they
             be
             like
             two
             powdering
             tubs
             either
             running
             over
             or
             full
             of
             standing
             brine
             ,
             and
             her
             
             browes
             hang
             ore
             her
             eyes
             like
             flie
             flaps
             ,
             though
             her
             nose
             be
             like
             a
             Hunters
             horn
             ,
             and
             so
             bending
             up
             ,
             that
             a
             Man
             may
             hang
             a
             hat
             upon
             it
             ,
             and
             her
             cheeks
             may
             serve
             boys
             for
             cherry-pits
             ,
             doth
             her
             teeth
             stand
             like
             an
             old
             park
             pale
             ,
             if
             she
             have
             any
             ?
             has
             she
             a
             tongue
             would
             make
             a
             deaf
             man
             blesse
             his
             imperfections
             ,
             that
             frees
             him
             from
             the
             plague
             of
             so
             much
             noise
             ;
             and
             such
             a
             breath
             (
             heavens
             shield
             us
             )
             as
             out-vies
             the
             shambles
             for
             a
             sent
             ?
             Yet
             if
             she
             have
             
               cash
               ,
            
             Oh
             how
             amiable
             is
             she
             !
             without
             doubt
             she
             hath
             no
             lesse
             then
             twenty
             
               Suitors
               ,
            
             never
             rack
             she
             's
             good
             enough
             .
             
               Est
               natura
               hominum
               ,
            
             to
             love
             those
             that
             are
             fortunate
             and
             rich
             ,
             that
             thrive
             ,
             let
             them
             get
             it
             as
             they
             will
             ,
             by
             hook
             or
             crook
             ,
             all
             's
             one
             so
             they
             have
             it
             .
             
               De
               moribus
               ultima
               fiet
               qnestio
               ;
            
             to
             enquire
             of
             her
             conditions
             and
             Education
             is
             the
             last
             interrogatory
             .
             But
             let
             me
             assure
             you
             these
             being
             joyned
             together
             ,
             the
             seene
             is
             altered
             on
             a
             suddain
             ,
             their
             
               love
            
             is
             converted
             into
             
               hate
               ,
            
             their
             
               mirth
            
             into
             
               melancholy
               ,
            
             having
             only
             fixed
             their
             
               affections
            
             upon
             this
             object
             of
             commodity
             ;
             the
             desire
             of
             which
             in
             excesse
             is
             meer
             covetousnesse
             ;
             and
             on
             the
             otherside
             their
             hate
             is
             furiously
             bent
             upon
             the
             Woman
             ,
             she
             becomes
             an
             abject
             ,
             and
             an
             odious
             object
             unto
             them
             .
          
           
             Now
             to
             turn
             the
             current
             of
             our
             discourse
             to
             the
             other
             sex
             ;
             for
             this
             desire
             of
             
               lucre
            
             is
             not
             adherent
             to
             men
             only
             ,
             but
             that
             there
             are
             some
             of
             the
             female
             train
             of
             the
             same
             temper
             .
             Let
             the
             Man
             be
             what
             he
             will
             ,
             let
             him
             be
             cast
             in
             
               Esops
            
             mould
             ,
             with
             his
             back
             like
             a
             
               Lute
               ,
            
             and
             his
             face
             like
             
               Thersites
               ,
            
             his
             eyes
             broad
             and
             tawny
             ,
             his
             lips
             of
             the
             largest
             size
             in
             folio
             ,
             able
             to
             furnish
             a
             Coblers
             shop
             with
             clouting-leather
             ;
             if
             he
             have
             but
             a
             golden
             hand
             ,
             
               Midas's
            
             touch
             ,
             or
             loadened
             with
             golden
             pockets
             ,
             immediately
             they
             salute
             him
             with
             an
             easement
             ,
             
               Ego
               te
               hoc
               fasce
               levabo
               :
            
             and
             it
             is
             reason
             you
             should
             do
             it
             ,
             replies
             the
             Woodcock
             ;
             yielding
             
             up
             the
             souls
             of
             his
             pockets
             for
             the
             hopes
             of
             a
             smile
             ,
             embrace
             or
             a
             kisse
             :
             And
             having
             emptied
             them
             ,
             stuffe
             them
             up
             again
             with
             frowning
             looks
             ,
             and
             serve
             him
             like
             a
             sheep
             in
             
               June
               ,
            
             turned
             forth
             for
             a
             bare
             neck'd
             Ewe
             ,
             to
             seek
             a
             ruffe
             for
             the
             piece
             next
             below
             his
             coxcombe
             .
             
               Money
            
             hath
             a
             significant
             voice
             ,
             
               semper
               ad
               placitum
               ,
            
             always
             pleasing
             ,
             always
             grateful
             .
          
           
             
               He
               that
               will
               learn
               to
               win
               by
               smooth
               perswasion
               ,
            
             
               Must
               practise
               much
               the
               
                 Topick
              
               cal'd
               
                 Donation
                 ,
              
            
             
               Strowing
               the
               path
               by
               which
               he
               means
               to
               passe
               ,
            
             
               With
               the
               sweet
               flowers
               of
               yellow-fac'd
               
                 Midas
                 ;
              
            
             
               So
               shall
               he
               finde
               all
               easie
               to
               his
               will
               ;
            
             
               Come
               in
               at
               's
               pleasure
               and
               be
               welcome
               still
               .
            
          
           
             But
             the
             
               truly
               handsome
               ,
               compleat
               ,
            
             and
             
               meritorious
               ,
            
             that
             cannot
             shew
             the
             face
             of
             a
             
               Jacobus
               ,
            
             that
             hath
             not
             
               pocket
               Angels
            
             for
             his
             
               gardians
               ,
            
             shall
             live
             at
             a
             distance
             from
             
               gratia
               dei
               ,
            
             the
             grace
             of
             her
             good
             liking
             ;
             he
             shall
             passe
             by
             for
             
               vas
               vacuum
               ,
            
             and
             be
             embarked
             in
             the
             
               ship
               of
               Scorn
               ,
            
             to
             be
             conpucted
             to
             the
             
               haven
               of
               heavinesse
               ,
            
             and
             thrust
             upon
             the
             shore
             (
             as
             an
             exile
             )
             of
             
               never
               return
               again
               .
            
             Yet
             ,
             I
             would
             rather
             wish
             Ladies
             to
             let
             the
             picture
             of
             
               Love
            
             be
             the
             emblem
             of
             their
             hearts
             ,
             and
             not
             these
             inferiour
             pictures
             ,
             which
             we
             call
             
               money
               ;
            
             which
             are
             so
             far
             from
             satisfying
             the
             affection
             ,
             as
             they
             are
             only
             for
             the
             Mold
             or
             Worldling
             ;
             whose
             grosser
             thoughts
             never
             yet
             aspired
             to
             the
             knowledge
             of
             
               Loves
               definition
               .
            
             Also
             it
             shewes
             a
             servile
             nature
             ,
             to
             cashire
             a
             faithfull
             
               Lover
            
             because
             he
             is
             poor
             ,
             and
             to
             prefer
             another
             lesse
             desertfull
             because
             he
             is
             rich
             .
          
           
             We
             will
             now
             declare
             what
             the
             Poets
             say
             is
             the
             
               cause
               of
               Love
               .
            
             They
             say
             that
             when
             
               Jupiter
            
             first
             formed
             Man
             ,
             and
             all
             souls
             ,
             he
             touched
             every
             one
             with
             severall
             pieces
             of
             
               Loadstone
               ,
            
             and
             afterwards
             put
             all
             the
             
             pieces
             in
             a
             place
             by
             themselves
             ;
             likewise
             ,
             the
             souls
             of
             Women
             after
             he
             had
             touched
             them
             ,
             he
             put
             them
             in
             a
             Magazine
             by
             themselves
             :
             afterwards
             when
             he
             had
             sent
             the
             souls
             into
             bodies
             ,
             he
             brought
             those
             of
             the
             Women
             to
             the
             place
             where
             the
             
               Load-stones
            
             were
             which
             touched
             the
             Men
             ,
             and
             made
             every
             one
             to
             take
             one
             piece
             ;
             if
             there
             were
             any
             theevish
             souls
             ,
             they
             took
             several
             pieces
             and
             hid
             them
             .
             Now
             when
             that
             Man
             meets
             with
             that
             Woman
             that
             hath
             the
             piece
             which
             touched
             his
             soul
             ,
             it
             is
             impossible
             but
             he
             must
             
               love
            
             her
             ;
             the
             
               Loadstone
            
             which
             she
             hath
             doth
             attract
             his
             soul
             :
             And
             from
             hence
             doth
             proceed
             the
             several
             
               effects
               of
               Love
               ;
            
             for
             those
             who
             are
             
               loved
            
             of
             many
             ,
             are
             those
             theevish
             souls
             who
             took
             many
             pieces
             of
             the
             
               Loadstone
               ;
            
             if
             any
             do
             
               love
            
             one
             who
             
               loves
            
             not
             him
             aagain
             ,
             that
             was
             one
             who
             took
             his
             
               Loadstone
               ,
            
             but
             he
             not
             hers
             .
             And
             from
             hence
             (
             say
             they
             )
             comes
             it
             to
             passe
             ,
             that
             we
             do
             often
             see
             some
             persons
             
               love
            
             others
             ,
             who
             in
             our
             eyes
             are
             nothing
             amiable
             .
             Also
             from
             hence
             proceed
             those
             strange
             
               loves
            
             which
             sometimes
             fals
             out
             ,
             as
             that
             a
             
               Gaul
            
             brought
             up
             amongst
             many
             
               beauties
            
             fals
             in
             
               love
            
             with
             a
             barbarous
             stanger
             .
          
           
             
               Fonseca
            
             holds
             (
             and
             I
             am
             of
             the
             same
             minde
             )
             there
             is
             something
             in
             a
             Woman
             beyond
             all
             humane
             delight
             ,
             a
             
               magnetick
               virtue
               ,
            
             a
             
               charming
               quality
               ,
            
             and
             a
             
               powerful
               motive
               .
            
             To
             illustrate
             this
             ;
             There
             is
             a
             story
             recorded
             in
             the
             
               Lives
               of
               the
               Fathers
               ,
            
             of
             a
             Childe
             whose
             Education
             was
             in
             a
             Desert
             from
             his
             infancy
             ,
             by
             an
             old
             
               Hermite
               ;
            
             being
             come
             to
             mans
             estate
             ,
             he
             accidentally
             spied
             two
             comely
             Women
             wandering
             in
             the
             Woods
             ;
             he
             enquired
             of
             the
             
               Hermite
            
             (
             having
             never
             seen
             such
             before
             in
             his
             life
             )
             what
             creatures
             they
             were
             ,
             the
             
               Hermite
            
             told
             him
             that
             they
             were
             
               Fairies
               ;
            
             after
             some
             tract
             of
             time
             ,
             being
             in
             discourse
             ,
             the
             
               Hermite
            
             demanded
             of
             him
             which
             was
             the
             pleasantest
             and
             most
             delectable
             
             sight
             that
             ever
             he
             saw
             in
             his
             life
             ?
             He
             readily
             replyed
             (
             without
             any
             pause
             or
             further
             consideration
             )
             the
             two
             
               Fairies
            
             he
             espied
             in
             the
             Desert
             .
             So
             that
             indubitably
             ,
             there
             is
             in
             a
             
               fair
            
             and
             
               beautiful
            
             Woman
             ,
             a
             magnetick
             power
             ,
             and
             a
             natural
             imbred
             affection
             ,
             which
             moves
             our
             concupiscence
             .
             And
             this
             surely
             proceeds
             from
             the
             particular
             institutes
             of
             nature
             ,
             and
             the
             perfections
             a
             Man
             imagins
             in
             another
             creature
             of
             his
             likeness
             ,
             which
             he
             thinks
             may
             become
             another
             self
             :
             for
             with
             the
             distinction
             of
             sexes
             which
             nature
             hath
             bestowed
             on
             man
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             irrationall
             creatures
             ;
             she
             hath
             put
             certaine
             impressions
             in
             the
             brain
             (
             as
             in
             this
             young
             man
             )
             which
             makes
             a
             Man
             at
             a
             certain
             age
             ,
             and
             at
             a
             certain
             season
             ,
             to
             look
             on
             himself
             as
             defective
             ,
             and
             as
             if
             he
             were
             but
             the
             half
             of
             an
             whole
             ,
             whereof
             a
             person
             of
             the
             other
             sex
             ought
             to
             be
             the
             other
             half
             ▪
             so
             that
             the
             acquisition
             of
             this
             half
             is
             represented
             to
             us
             confusedly
             by
             nature
             ,
             as
             the
             greatest
             of
             all
             imaginable
             goods
             ;
             and
             although
             he
             see
             many
             persons
             of
             the
             other
             sex
             ,
             he
             doth
             not
             therefore
             desire
             many
             at
             the
             same
             time
             ,
             by
             reason
             Nature
             makes
             him
             conceive
             that
             he
             hath
             need
             of
             no
             more
             but
             one
             half
             ;
             but
             when
             he
             observes
             some
             thing
             in
             any
             one
             ,
             that
             likes
             him
             better
             then
             any
             thing
             he
             hath
             marked
             at
             the
             same
             time
             in
             the
             rest
             ;
             that
             fixes
             the
             soul
             to
             feel
             all
             the
             inclination
             which
             nature
             hath
             given
             him
             to
             seek
             after
             that
             good
             ,
             that
             she
             represents
             to
             him
             ,
             as
             the
             greatest
             he
             can
             possibly
             possesse
             ,
             on
             that
             Woman
             only
             ;
             and
             this
             is
             it
             which
             furnisheth
             the
             
               Romancers
            
             and
             
               Poets
            
             with
             stuffe
             .
          
           
             To
             conclude
             this
             Chapter
             ;
             It
             may
             be
             ,
             that
             some
             will
             expect
             ,
             that
             I
             should
             prescribe
             some
             things
             to
             
               cause
               love
               ;
            
             as
             to
             teach
             them
             how
             to
             temper
             and
             spice
             an
             amatorious
             cup
             ,
             and
             what
             time
             may
             be
             elected
             for
             
             the
             administring
             of
             it
             ;
             or
             how
             
               Love
            
             may
             be
             caused
             by
             natural
             
               Magick
               :
            
             but
             not
             knowing
             into
             whose
             hands
             the
             Book
             might
             come
             ,
             neither
             do
             I
             write
             it
             to
             be
             an
             instrument
             ready
             tun'd
             for
             every
             wanton
             eye
             ,
             tongue
             ,
             and
             hand
             to
             play
             upon
             ;
             I
             forbear
             ,
             lest
             more
             hurt
             then
             good
             come
             thereby
             :
             For
             
               Pliny
            
             reporteth
             that
             
               Lucullus
            
             a
             most
             brave
             General
             and
             Captain
             of
             great
             execution
             ,
             lost
             his
             life
             by
             a
             
               Love-potion
               .
            
             
               
                 —
                 
                   Love
                
                 hath
                 us'd
                 against
                 frail
                 hearts
              
               
                 Unlawful
                 weapons
                 ,
                 shooting
                 poyson'd
                 darts
                 .
              
            
          
           
             That
             there
             is
             things
             that
             have
             power
             and
             virtue
             to
             
               cause
               Love
            
             is
             not
             to
             be
             doubted
             ;
             for
             the
             
               Soul
            
             of
             the
             World
             (
             according
             to
             
               Corn
               .
               Agrip.
               )
            
             by
             its
             vertue
             doth
             make
             all
             things
             that
             are
             naturally
             generated
             ,
             and
             artificially
             made
             fruitfull
             ,
             by
             infusing
             into
             them
             Celestial
             properties
             ,
             for
             the
             working
             of
             these
             effects
             ;
             then
             ,
             those
             things
             themselves
             not
             only
             administred
             by
             
               potions
               ,
            
             or
             any
             other
             such
             like
             way
             ,
             but
             also
             when
             they
             being
             conveniently
             wrapped
             up
             ,
             and
             bound
             to
             ,
             or
             hanged
             about
             the
             neck
             ,
             or
             any
             other
             way
             applyed
             ,
             although
             by
             never
             so
             small
             a
             contact
             ,
             do
             impresse
             their
             virtue
             upon
             us
             .
             For
             by
             those
             applications
             or
             contacts
             the
             accidents
             of
             the
             body
             and
             minde
             are
             changed
             ,
             causing
             them
             to
             whom
             they
             are
             administred
             to
             
               love
               ,
            
             and
             render
             them
             that
             carry
             them
             to
             be
             
               beloved
               .
            
             But
             if
             these
             be
             not
             done
             under
             a
             sutable
             and
             proper
             Constellation
             ,
             you
             may
             as
             well
             go
             about
             to
             pick
             stravvs
             ,
             as
             effect
             any
             thing
             by
             them
             ;
             no
             more
             but
             
               verbum
               sat
               sapienti
               .
            
             Also
             there
             are
             certain
             seasons
             (
             which
             I
             will
             
             conceal
             for
             modesties
             sake
             )
             when
             Women
             (
             though
             never
             so
             forward
             at
             other
             times
             )
             may
             be
             won
             ,
             in
             the
             which
             moment
             they
             have
             neither
             will
             to
             deny
             ,
             nor
             wit
             to
             mistrust
             ;
             such
             a
             time
             is
             recorded
             in
             History
             a
             young
             Gentleman
             found
             to
             obtain
             the
             
               love
            
             of
             the
             
               Dutchesse
            
             of
             
               Millaine
               ;
            
             such
             a
             time
             a
             poor
             Yeoman
             elected
             ,
             and
             in
             it
             purchased
             the
             
               love
            
             of
             the
             fairest
             Lady
             in
             
               Mantua
               .
               Sed
               vulgo
               prodere
               grande
               nefas
               .
            
             If
             I
             have
             displeased
             any
             fools
             in
             concealing
             such
             things
             as
             are
             to
             be
             concealed
             ,
             I
             hope
             the
             wise
             will
             hold
             me
             excused
             ,
             whilst
             I
             proceed
             to
             declare
             unto
             them
             in
             the
             next
             Chapter
             ,
             the
             
               Power
               and
               Effects
               of
               Love
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             Of
             the
             Power
             and
             Effects
             of
             
               Love
               .
            
          
           
             THe
             Reader
             shall
             pay
             nothing
             but
             his
             pains
             in
             following
             me
             ,
             whilest
             I
             shew
             him
             the
             great
             
               power
            
             and
             
               various
               effects
            
             of
             
               Love
               ;
            
             and
             yet
             I
             think
             I
             may
             as
             well
             go
             about
             to
             number
             the
             leaves
             of
             trees
             ,
             and
             sands
             of
             the
             Sea
             ,
             the
             grasse
             piles
             upon
             the
             Land
             ,
             and
             the
             stars
             in
             the
             firmament
             ,
             as
             enumerate
             the
             
               different
               effects
            
             and
             
               disorders
            
             that
             
               Love
            
             produceth
             in
             mortals
             .
             What
             poyson
             may
             be
             dissolved
             which
             
               Love
            
             mingleth
             not
             ?
             What
             weapons
             can
             be
             forged
             and
             filed
             ,
             to
             transfix
             the
             sides
             of
             innocent
             creatures
             which
             
               Love
            
             hammereth
             and
             polisheth
             not
             in
             his
             shop
             ?
             or
             what
             precipices
             are
             there
             which
             
               Love
            
             prepareth
             not
             ?
             All
             the
             mischiefs
             and
             crimes
             which
             have
             in
             former
             ages
             been
             perpetrated
             ,
             
               Love
            
             hath
             acted
             and
             dayly
             invented
             them
             .
             
               Plato
            
             cals
             it
             
               Magnus
               Daemon
               ,
            
             or
             the
             
               great
               Devill
               ,
            
             for
             its
             vehemency
             and
             soveraingty
             over
             all
             other
             passions
             .
             For
             saith
             one
             ,
             I
             had
             rather
             contend
             with
             
               Tygers
               ,
               Wolves
               ,
               Dragons
               ,
               Lions
               ,
               Buls
               ,
               Bears
               ,
            
             and
             
               Gyants
               ,
            
             then
             with
             
               Love
               ,
            
             he
             is
             so
             powerfull
             .
             
               
                 Regnat
                 ,
                 &
                 in
                 superos
                 jus
                 habet
                 ille
                 Deus
                 ,
              
            
             saith
             
               Ovid
               ;
            
             he
             enforceth
             all
             to
             become
             tributary
             to
             him
             ,
             he
             domineers
             over
             all
             ,
             and
             can
             make
             mad
             and
             
             sober
             whom
             he
             list
             ,
             and
             strikes
             with
             sickness
             ,
             and
             cures
             whom
             he
             list
             ;
             he
             is
             of
             such
             power
             and
             majesty
             ,
             that
             no
             creature
             can
             withstand
             him
             ;
             he
             is
             to
             be
             seen
             in
             creatures
             void
             of
             reason
             :
             for
             the
             
               Pelican
            
             gores
             her
             brest
             to
             feed
             her
             young
             ones
             ,
             and
             the
             
               Storke
            
             is
             not
             unkinde
             to
             feed
             her
             old
             one
             in
             her
             age
             .
             We
             are
             informed
             by
             common
             experience
             ,
             how
             violently
             brute
             Beasts
             are
             carryed
             away
             with
             this
             
               passion
               ,
               Lions
               ,
               Buls
               ,
               Dogs
            
             and
             
               Cocks
            
             are
             so
             furious
             in
             this
             kinde
             that
             they
             will
             kill
             one
             another
             ;
             but
             especially
             
               Harts
            
             are
             so
             fierce
             that
             they
             may
             be
             heard
             fight
             at
             a
             great
             distance
             .
             
               Pliny
            
             saith
             ,
             Fishes
             pine
             away
             for
             
               love
            
             and
             wax
             lean
             ;
             For
             (
             saith
             he
             )
             a
             
               Dolphin
            
             so
             loved
             a
             Boy
             ,
             that
             when
             he
             dyed
             the
             Fish
             came
             on
             Land
             ,
             and
             so
             perished
             .
             This
             
               Love
            
             is
             the
             most
             fatall
             plague
             amongst
             all
             the
             
               passions
               ,
            
             it
             hath
             the
             shiffering
             and
             heat
             of
             
               Fevers
               ,
            
             the
             ach
             and
             striking
             of
             the
             
               Meagrim
               ,
            
             the
             rage
             of
             
               Teeth
               ,
            
             the
             stupefaction
             of
             the
             
               Vertigo
               ,
            
             the
             furies
             of
             
               Frenzie
               ,
            
             the
             black
             vapors
             of
             the
             
               Hypochondry
               ,
            
             the
             stupidities
             of
             the
             
               Lethargie
               ,
            
             the
             fits
             of
             the
             
               Mother
               ,
            
             and
             
               Spleen
               ,
            
             the
             faintness
             of
             the
             
               Ptisick
               ,
            
             the
             tremblings
             and
             palpitations
             of
             the
             
               heart
               .
            
             It
             is
             
               wils
               darling
               ,
            
             the
             
               triall
            
             of
             
               patience
               ,
               passions
               torture
               ,
            
             the
             
               pleasure
            
             of
             
               melancholy
               ,
            
             the
             
               sport
            
             of
             madnesse
             ,
             the
             
               delight
            
             of
             
               varieties
               ,
            
             and
             the
             
               deviser
            
             of
             
               vanities
               .
            
             After
             all
             this
             it
             is
             made
             a
             God
             called
             
               Cupid
               ,
            
             to
             whom
             
               Poems
               ,
               Elogies
               ▪
               Hymnes
               ,
               Songs
               ,
            
             and
             
               Victimes
            
             are
             offered
             .
             Empire
             over
             the
             heart
             is
             given
             to
             it
             .
             There
             are
             many
             millions
             of
             Men
             in
             the
             World
             ,
             who
             would
             be
             most
             fortunate
             and
             flourishing
             ,
             if
             they
             knew
             how
             to
             avoid
             the
             mischievous
             power
             of
             this
             
               passion
               .
            
             What
             a
             sweet
             poyson
             is
             the
             
               beauty
            
             and
             
               comelinesse
            
             of
             one
             sex
             to
             another
             ?
             which
             entereth
             in
             by
             the
             eye
             and
             maketh
             a
             strange
             havock
             .
             I
             wonder
             not
             at
             all
             why
             the
             Scriptures
             compare
             it
             to
             a
             
               Panther
            
             (
             a
             savage
             and
             cruell
             Beast
             )
             which
             with
             teeth
             ,
             teareth
             those
             she
             hath
             amazed
             
             with
             the
             mirour-like
             spots
             of
             her
             skin
             ,
             and
             drawn
             to
             her
             by
             the
             sweet
             exhalation
             of
             her
             body
             .
             
               Love
            
             hath
             walked
             on
             Scepters
             ,
             parched
             the
             Lawrels
             of
             Victors
             ,
             thrown
             trouble
             into
             States
             ,
             Schismes
             into
             Churches
             ,
             corruption
             among
             Judges
             ,
             and
             furies
             into
             Arms
             .
             It
             assaulteth
             in
             company
             ,
             in
             solitude
             ,
             at
             windowes
             ,
             at
             Prison
             gates
             ,
             at
             Theaters
             ,
             and
             in
             Cabinets
             ,
             at
             sports
             ,
             in
             a
             feast
             ,
             at
             a
             Comedy
             ,
             and
             many
             times
             at
             Church
             ,
             (
             like
             the
             simple
             old
             woman
             belull'd
             with
             a
             sleepy
             zeal
             ,
             had
             a
             minde
             to
             go
             to
             Church
             purposely
             to
             take
             a
             nap
             ;
             so
             many
             of
             our
             dainty
             ones
             ,
             desire
             nothing
             more
             ,
             then
             to
             go
             to
             the
             Temple
             to
             present
             to
             the
             deluded
             eye
             a
             new
             dresse
             ,
             and
             captivating
             
               Love-tainted
               hearts
               )
            
             and
             who
             can
             assure
             us
             against
             it
             ?
             When
             it
             once
             gets
             the
             master-head
             of
             reason
             ,
             and
             
               passion
            
             prevails
             ,
             there
             is
             nothing
             left
             ,
             but
             wandering
             of
             the
             soul
             ,
             a
             Fever
             ,
             a
             perpetual
             Frenzie
             ,
             a
             neglect
             of
             operations
             ,
             of
             affaires
             ,
             of
             functions
             ,
             sadnesse
             ,
             languor
             and
             impatience
             ,
             they
             think
             businesse
             is
             done
             when
             't
             is
             but
             thought
             on
             .
             
               Amor
               ordinem
               nescit
               ;
               Love
            
             knows
             nor
             keeps
             no
             order
             .
             O
             the
             inexpressible
             variousnesse
             of
             this
             
               Love
               !
            
             in
             some
             it
             is
             
               sharp
            
             and
             
               violent
               ;
            
             in
             others
             ,
             
               dull
            
             and
             
               impetuous
               ;
            
             in
             others
             ,
             
               toyish
            
             and
             
               wanton
               ;
            
             in
             others
             ,
             
               turbulent
            
             and
             
               cloudy
               ;
            
             in
             others
             ,
             
               brutish
            
             and
             
               unnatural
               ;
            
             in
             others
             ,
             
               mute
            
             and
             
               shamefaced
               ;
            
             in
             others
             ,
             
               perplexed
            
             and
             
               captious
               ;
            
             in
             others
             ,
             
               light
            
             and
             
               transitory
               ;
            
             in
             others
             ,
             
               fast
            
             and
             
               retentive
               ;
            
             in
             others
             ,
             
               fantastick
            
             and
             
               inconstant
               ;
            
             in
             others
             ,
             
               weak
            
             and
             
               foppish
               ;
            
             in
             others
             
               stupid
            
             and
             
               astonished
               ;
            
             in
             others
             ,
             
               distempered
               ;
            
             and
             in
             some
             
               furious
            
             and
             
               desperate
               .
               Magna
               suo
               ardent
               furore
               pectora
               .
            
             It
             
               inflameth
            
             the
             
               bloud
               ,
            
             it
             
               weakens
            
             the
             
               body
               ,
            
             it
             
               wanneth
            
             the
             
               colour
               ,
            
             it
             
               holloweth
            
             the
             
               eyes
               ,
            
             it
             
               totally
               subverts
            
             the
             
               minde
               ;
            
             it
             hath
             somewhat
             of
             being
             
               possessed
               ,
            
             something
             of
             
               Idolatry
               ;
            
             for
             those
             that
             are
             thus
             
               Love-stricken
               ,
            
             make
             
               lust
            
             the
             
               idoll
            
             of
             their
             
               souls
               ,
            
             and
             the
             
               person
               loved
            
             the
             
               idoll
            
             of
             their
             
               lust
               .
            
          
           
           
             You
             may
             behold
             in
             those
             that
             are
             far
             entred
             into
             this
             
               passion
               ,
            
             floods
             and
             ebbs
             of
             thoughts
             ,
             fits
             and
             countenances
             of
             persons
             possessed
             ,
             and
             it
             is
             in
             all
             of
             them
             to
             deifie
             the
             creature
             on
             whom
             they
             are
             so
             passionately
             enamored
             ,
             and
             would
             willingly
             place
             them
             among
             the
             Stars
             ,
             yea
             upon
             the
             Altars
             .
             Chaines
             and
             wounds
             are
             honorable
             if
             they
             come
             from
             a
             
               beloved
               hand
               ,
            
             making
             their
             heads
             cushions
             for
             their
             Mistresses
             feet
             ,
             shewing
             that
             they
             finde
             more
             force
             in
             their
             eyes
             ,
             then
             in
             their
             own
             hearts
             .
             They
             would
             die
             a
             thousand
             deaths
             for
             them
             ,
             so
             they
             throw
             but
             so
             much
             as
             a
             handful
             of
             flowers
             ,
             or
             distill
             but
             a
             poor
             tear
             on
             their
             tombs
             .
             This
             
               Love
            
             awakeneth
             (
             excludeth
             none
             )
             all
             other
             
               passions
               ,
            
             and
             garboyles
             them
             ,
             and
             makes
             them
             all
             Lacques
             to
             wait
             upon
             it
             :
             It
             makes
             
               Lovers
            
             (
             through
             immoderate
             watching
             )
             giddy
             brain'd
             ,
             having
             their
             spirits
             troubled
             ,
             and
             become
             very
             fools
             .
             
               Fears
            
             and
             
               joyes
               ,
               hopes
            
             and
             
               desires
               ,
            
             mixt
             with
             
               despairs
            
             and
             
               doubts
               ,
            
             do
             make
             the
             sport
             in
             
               Love
               ;
            
             they
             are
             the
             very
             
               Dogs
            
             by
             which
             the
             
               Hare
            
             is
             hunted
             ;
             and
             being
             flesh'd
             in
             the
             chase
             ,
             neither
             stop
             nor
             give
             ore
             
               (
               passion
            
             being
             in
             a
             hot
             sent
             )
             till
             they
             have
             killed
             her
             .
             It
             is
             a
             natural
             distemper
             ,
             a
             kinde
             of
             Smal-pox
             ;
             every
             one
             hath
             had
             it
             ,
             or
             is
             to
             expect
             it
             ,
             and
             the
             sooner
             the
             better
             .
             It
             is
             of
             so
             great
             force
             and
             authority
             ,
             that
             it
             subjugateth
             unto
             its
             will
             the
             greatest
             power
             of
             the
             minde
             ;
             that
             is
             
               Will
            
             which
             ruleth
             and
             governeth
             all
             the
             other
             ,
             both
             
               interiour
            
             and
             
               exteriour
               powers
               ,
            
             and
             yet
             the
             
               will
            
             is
             constrained
             many
             times
             ,
             for
             the
             better
             pleasing
             and
             content
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             to
             follow
             those
             things
             which
             it
             doth
             altogether
             abhor
             and
             detest
             :
             so
             that
             having
             so
             wonderful
             an
             Empire
             and
             command
             over
             all
             the
             
               powers
            
             both
             
               inward
            
             and
             
               outward
               ,
            
             of
             the
             
               body
            
             and
             of
             the
             
               minde
               ,
            
             no
             wonder
             if
             
               Love
            
             both
             
               will
            
             and
             
               can
            
             do
             what
             it
             will
             .
          
           
           
             It
             was
             
               Love
            
             that
             betrayed
             
               Sampson
            
             by
             
               Dalila
               ;
            
             it
             was
             
               Love
            
             made
             
               Colomon
            
             brutish
             by
             his
             Concubines
             and
             turn
             Idolater
             ;
             't
             was
             
               Love
            
             caused
             
               Ahab
            
             to
             be
             rooted
             out
             through
             
               Jesabel
               ;
               Marc.
               Anthony
            
             slew
             himself
             for
             the
             
               love
            
             of
             
               Cleopatra
               ;
            
             the
             destruction
             of
             
               Troy
            
             was
             caused
             by
             
               Helena
               ,
            
             the
             
               Pandora
            
             of
             
               Hesiodus
               ,
            
             the
             pitifull
             death
             of
             
               Hercules
            
             by
             
               Deianira
               ,
            
             and
             many
             other
             miserable
             events
             procured
             through
             the
             
               Love
            
             of
             Women
             ,
             and
             plentifully
             declared
             in
             Histories
             .
             How
             was
             
               Loves
            
             great-master
             
               Ovid
               ,
            
             inamoured
             of
             bright
             
               Julia
            
             (
             the
             jewell
             of
             his
             soul
             )
             and
             celebrated
             her
             excellencies
             ,
             and
             their
             
               love
            
             stealths
             under
             the
             mask
             of
             
               Corinna
               ?
            
             Nay
             ,
             
               Apollo
            
             himself
             ,
             the
             inventer
             of
             
               Poesie
               ,
               Musick
               ,
            
             and
             
               Physick
               ,
            
             elated
             for
             his
             victory
             over
             the
             ugly
             
               Python
               ,
            
             found
             
               Cupids
            
             shaft
             the
             most
             prevalent
             ,
             when
             he
             pursued
             the
             too
             much
             
               loved
               ,
            
             but
             overmuch
             hating
             
               Daphne
               ,
            
             over
             the
             uncouth
             rocks
             ,
             craggy
             cliffes
             ,
             and
             untrod
             mazes
             of
             the
             Woods
             .
             
               Cupid
            
             is
             more
             then
             Quarter-master
             among
             the
             Gods
             ,
             
               (
               Capiumque
               Jovem
               coelo
               traxit
               )
            
             he
             made
             
               Jupiter
            
             metamorphose
             himself
             for
             
               Europa
            
             into
             a
             
               Bull
            
             (
             and
             put
             himself
             to
             graze
             ,
             that
             he
             might
             lick
             her
             hands
             who
             fed
             him
             with
             flowers
             )
             for
             
               Danae
            
             into
             a
             
               shower
               of
               gold
               ,
            
             for
             
               Astrea
            
             into
             an
             
               Eagle
               ,
            
             for
             
               Leda
            
             into
             a
             
               Swan
               ,
            
             for
             
               Antiope
            
             into
             a
             
               Satyr
               ,
            
             for
             
               Egina
            
             into
             a
             
               flame
               ,
            
             for
             
               Mnemosyne
            
             into
             a
             
               Shepherd
               ,
            
             for
             
               Dois
            
             into
             a
             
               Serpent
               ,
            
             for
             
               Calysto
            
             into
             a
             
               Wood-nymph
            
             or
             
               Nun
               ;
            
             so
             by
             this
             you
             may
             see
             that
             
               Love
            
             made
             him
             esteem
             his
             pleasure
             above
             his
             state
             ,
             so
             as
             
               Lucian
               Juno
            
             called
             him
             
               Ludus
               Amoris
               ,
               Cupids
               whirligig
               .
               Sen.
               in
               Herc.
               oet.
               .
            
          
           
             
               Tu
               fulminantem
               saepe
               domuisti
               Jovem
               .
            
          
           
             Likewise
             all
             faigned
             
               Romances
            
             do
             continually
             chant
             forth
             the
             complaints
             of
             millions
             of
             
               Lovers
               ,
            
             and
             the
             infidelity
             of
             their
             Mistresses
             ;
             on
             the
             other
             side
             Women
             
             waging
             war
             with
             Men
             cease
             not
             to
             accuse
             their
             inconstancy
             ,
             which
             were
             able
             to
             tire
             spirits
             any
             thing
             serious
             .
          
           
             A
             
               Lovers
            
             heart
             is
             
               Cupids
               quiver
               ,
            
             an
             inextinguishable
             fire
             ;
             more
             hot
             and
             vehement
             then
             any
             material
             fire
             ,
             it
             is
             the
             quintessence
             of
             fire
             ,
             no
             water
             can
             quench
             .
             
               Sen.
               Hippol
               .
            
             
               
                 —
                 Quis
                 meas
                 miserae
                 Deus
                 ,
              
               
                 Aut
                 quis
                 juvare
                 Daedalus
                 flammas
                 queat
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 —
                 What
                 God
                 can
                 ease
                 ?
              
               
                 What
                 
                   Daedalus
                
                 can
                 quench
                 such
                 flames
                 as
                 these
                 ?
              
            
             Or
             according
             to
             the
             eloquent
             poesie
             of
             another
             ;
             
               
                 For
                 
                   Love
                
                 hath
                 nets
                 there
                 laid
                 to
                 serve
                 his
                 turn
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 the
                 water
                 ,
                 will
                 his
                 wildfire
                 burn
                 .
              
            
             O!
             how
             many
             Men
             do
             wander
             in
             this
             way
             ?
             how
             many
             persons
             in
             this
             age
             are
             corrupted
             too
             much
             with
             the
             extremity
             of
             this
             
               passion
               ,
            
             lulling
             themselves
             asleeep
             in
             the
             laps
             of
             such
             as
             seek
             to
             strangle
             them
             ?
             How
             many
             excellent
             spirits
             are
             recorded
             in
             History
             ,
             which
             were
             in
             excellent
             state
             and
             in
             full
             vigour
             of
             the
             functions
             of
             an
             intellectual
             life
             ;
             who
             by
             approaching
             over-neer
             to
             this
             sex
             ,
             have
             entred
             into
             
               affections
            
             of
             
               fire
            
             and
             
               flames
               ,
            
             which
             like
             little
             creeping
             Serpents
             have
             stolne
             into
             their
             hearts
             .
             I
             cannot
             sufficiently
             admire
             at
             the
             sottishnesse
             and
             drowsinesse
             of
             many
             Noble
             spirits
             ,
             who
             are
             so
             delighted
             and
             captivated
             with
             the
             vain
             dreams
             of
             their
             own
             
               fancies
               ,
            
             that
             they
             imploy
             all
             the
             gifts
             and
             graces
             of
             the
             
               minde
               ,
            
             and
             incline
             to
             some
             
               beautiful
               object
               .
            
             What
             a
             ridiculous
             thing
             is
             it
             ,
             to
             see
             Men
             fall
             from
             their
             primitive
             goodnesse
             ,
             as
             to
             
             lose
             their selves
             in
             
               dotage
               ,
            
             and
             that
             
               dotage
            
             on
             one
             
               creature
               ,
            
             and
             that
             
               creature
            
             a
             
               Woman
               ?
            
             really
             ,
             next
             to
             a
             miracle
             is
             my
             only
             admiration
             .
             O
             traitresse
             
               Dalila
               ,
            
             which
             seekest
             by
             thy
             inticings
             to
             deliver
             Mans
             soul
             to
             an
             enemy
             far
             worse
             then
             the
             
               Philistines
               !
            
             Such
             pleasures
             are
             like
             gilded
             pils
             ,
             which
             under
             their
             external
             beauty
             include
             bitternesse
             .
             They
             are
             also
             like
             fresh
             Rivers
             that
             end
             their
             course
             in
             the
             Sea
             ,
             losing
             their
             sweet
             relish
             in
             an
             Ocean
             of
             saltness
             .
             Man
             cannot
             
               love
            
             and
             be
             wise
             both
             together
             ,
             the
             very
             best
             of
             them
             is
             betwixt
             
               hawke
            
             and
             
               buzzard
               ,
            
             if
             once
             they
             be
             overtaken
             with
             this
             
               passion
               :
            
             It
             being
             the
             first
             and
             chief
             mistresse
             of
             all
             the
             
               passions
               ,
            
             the
             most
             furious
             and
             severest
             of
             all
             ;
             he
             that
             suffers
             himself
             to
             be
             seduced
             by
             it
             ,
             he
             is
             no
             more
             himself
             ;
             his
             
               body
            
             endureth
             a
             thousand
             labours
             in
             the
             search
             of
             his
             
               pleasure
               ;
            
             his
             
               minde
            
             a
             thousand
             hels
             to
             satisfie
             his
             
               desire
               ,
            
             and
             
               desire
            
             it self
             increasing
             growes
             into
             
               fury
               .
            
             As
             it
             is
             natural
             ,
             so
             it
             is
             violent
             and
             common
             to
             all
             :
             It
             maketh
             all
             the
             wisdom
             ,
             resolution
             ,
             contemplation
             and
             the
             operation
             of
             the
             soul
             brutish
             .
          
           
             
               It
               is
               impossible
               to
               reckon
               up
               the
               many
               great
            
             dangers
             
               and
            
             hazzards
             
               they
               undergoe
               ;
               they
               undertake
            
             single
             combates
             ,
             venture
             their
             lives
             ,
             creep
             in
             at
             windowes
             ,
             gutters
             ,
             go
             down
             chimnies
             in
             ropes
             ,
             
               and
            
             climbe
             over
             wals
             
               to
               come
               to
               their
            
             Sweet-hearts
             ;
             anoint
             the
             doores
             and
             hinges
             with
             oil
             ,
             lest
             they
             should
             make
             a
             noise
             ,
             tread
             softly
             ,
             whisper
             ,
             &c.
             
               and
               if
               they
               be
               surprised
               ,
            
             leap
             out
             at
             windowes
             ,
             
               and
            
             cast
             themselves
             down
             headlong
             .
             
               What
               a
               passionate
               speech
               was
               that
               of
            
             Callicratides
             
               in
            
             Lucian
             .
             Dial.
             amorum
             .
             Mihi
             ô
             dii
             coelestes
             ultra
             sit
             vita
             haec
             perpetua
             exadverso
             amicae
             sedere
             ,
             &
             suave
             loquentem
             audire
             ,
             &c.
             si
             moriatur
             ,
             vivere
             non
             sustinebo
             ,
             &
             idem
             erit
             sepulchrum
             utrisqueThe
             
               which
               we
               thus
               paraphase
               ;
            
             O
             ye
             Gods
             celestial
             ,
             grant
             me
             this
             life
             for
             ever
             to
             sit
             opposite
             
             to
             her
             I
             love
             ,
             that
             I
             may
             continually
             be
             an
             auditor
             of
             her
             mellifluous
             speeches
             ,
             to
             go
             in
             and
             out
             with
             her
             ;
             he
             that
             frowns
             upon
             her
             ,
             shall
             frown
             upon
             me
             ;
             if
             she
             should
             die
             ,
             I
             would
             not
             live
             ,
             and
             one
             tombe
             should
             contain
             us
             both
             .
             
               When
               the
               King
               of
            
             Babylon
             
               would
               have
               punished
               one
               of
               his
               Courtiers
               ,
               for
            
             loving
             
               a
               young
               Lady
               of
               the
               Royal
               blood
               ,
               far
               transcending
               his
               fortunes
               ,
            
             Apollonius
             
               being
               in
               his
               presence
               ,
               by
               all
               means
               perswaded
               him
               to
               let
               him
               alone
               ;
            
             For
             to
             love
             and
             not
             enjoy
             ,
             was
             most
             inexpressible
             tornent
             .
          
           
             
               Loves
            
             force
             is
             shown
             in
             the
             continuation
             of
             a
             
               design
               ,
            
             in
             
               spight
            
             of
             all
             
               impeachment
            
             and
             
               crosses
               ▪
            
             how
             great
             was
             that
             of
             
               Psyche
            
             in
             the
             search
             of
             
               Cupid
               ?
            
             she
             saw
             three
             Goddesses
             set
             against
             her
             
               pretensions
               ,
               Juno
               ,
               Ceres
               ,
            
             and
             
               Venus
               ,
            
             and
             yet
             her
             
               passion
            
             became
             victorious
             over
             their
             malevolence
             ▪
             she
             did
             things
             that
             seemed
             impossible
             ,
             she
             went
             down
             to
             hell
             and
             spoke
             to
             
               Preserpina
               ,
            
             passing
             without
             much
             difficulty
             many
             obstructions
             in
             the
             way
             .
             But
             where
             it
             cannot
             
               effect
            
             its
             
               designes
               ,
            
             it
             
               causes
               revenge
               .
            
             For
             when
             
               Edward
               Courtney
            
             Earl
             of
             
               Devonshire
               ,
            
             being
             released
             by
             Queen
             
               Mary
               ,
            
             long
             detained
             prisoner
             in
             the
             
               Tower
               ,
            
             a
             Gentleman
             of
             a
             
               beautiful
               body
               ,
               sweet
               nature
               ,
            
             and
             
               royall
               descent
               ,
            
             intending
             him
             (
             as
             it
             was
             generally
             conceived
             )
             to
             be
             an
             
               husband
            
             for
             herself
             .
             For
             when
             the
             said
             Earl
             Petitioned
             the
             Queen
             for
             leave
             to
             travell
             ,
             she
             advised
             him
             rather
             to
             marry
             ,
             assuring
             him
             ,
             that
             no
             Lady
             in
             the
             Land
             how
             high
             soever
             ,
             would
             refuse
             him
             for
             an
             husband
             ,
             and
             urging
             him
             to
             make
             his
             choice
             where
             he
             pleased
             ;
             she
             pointed
             out
             her self
             unto
             him
             as
             plainly
             ,
             as
             might
             stand
             with
             the
             modesty
             of
             a
             Maid
             ,
             and
             the
             Majesty
             of
             a
             Queen
             .
             Hereupon
             the
             young
             Earl
             (
             whether
             because
             his
             long
             durance
             had
             some
             influence
             on
             his
             brain
             ,
             or
             that
             naturally
             (
             as
             I
             rather
             suppose
             )
             his
             
               face
            
             was
             better
             then
             his
             
               head
               ,
            
             or
             out
             of
             some
             private
             
               fancy
            
             and
             
               affection
            
             to
             the
             Lady
             
               Elizabeth
               ,
            
             or
             out
             of
             
             
               loyall
               bashfulnesse
               ,
            
             not
             presuming
             to
             climbe
             higher
             ,
             but
             expecting
             to
             be
             called
             up
             )
             is
             said
             to
             have
             requested
             the
             Queen
             for
             leave
             to
             marry
             her
             Sister
             the
             Lady
             
               Elizabeth
               ;
            
             unhappy
             was
             it
             ,
             that
             his
             choice
             either
             went
             so
             high
             or
             no
             higher
             ;
             for
             who
             could
             have
             spoken
             worse
             treason
             against
             
               Mary
            
             (
             though
             not
             against
             the
             Queen
             )
             then
             to
             prefer
             her
             Sister
             before
             her
             ?
             and
             she
             innocent
             Lady
             did
             afterwards
             dearly
             pay
             the
             score
             of
             this
             Earls
             indiscretion
             ;
             for
             the
             Queen
             having
             no
             cause
             of
             revenge
             against
             the
             Earl
             ,
             yet
             she
             under
             a
             colour
             imposed
             greater
             affliction
             ,
             and
             closer
             imprisonment
             against
             
               Elizabeth
               .
            
          
           
             
               Love
            
             causeth
             him
             that
             doth
             
               love
               ,
            
             to
             ingrave
             and
             imprint
             in
             his
             heart
             ,
             that
             face
             and
             image
             which
             he
             
               loveth
               ;
            
             so
             that
             the
             heart
             of
             him
             that
             
               loveth
            
             is
             like
             unto
             a
             looking-glasse
             ,
             in
             which
             the
             image
             of
             the
             party
             
               beloved
            
             shineth
             and
             is
             represented
             ;
             and
             doth
             as
             it
             were
             deprive
             himself
             of
             himself
             ,
             and
             giveth
             himself
             to
             whom
             he
             
               loveth
               ;
            
             for
             the
             delights
             of
             
               love
            
             are
             commonly
             more
             in
             the
             imagination
             ,
             then
             in
             the
             thing
             it self
             ;
             and
             the
             soul
             doth
             cast
             her
             eye
             upon
             those
             images
             which
             remain
             in
             the
             fancy
             ,
             and
             looks
             upon
             them
             as
             if
             they
             were
             present
             .
          
           
             When
             
               Venus
            
             commands
             ,
             all
             things
             lose
             their
             
               antipathy
               ,
            
             such
             is
             the
             
               power
            
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             that
             for
             the
             thing
             
               beloved
               ,
            
             they
             neglect
             their
             own
             good
             ,
             they
             fear
             not
             to
             expose
             their
             bodies
             to
             the
             edge
             of
             the
             sword
             ,
             deny
             unto
             themselves
             whatsoever
             to
             them
             is
             profitable
             ,
             as
             
               sleep
            
             to
             their
             
               eyes
               ,
               quietnesse
            
             to
             their
             
               mindes
               ,
               rest
            
             to
             their
             
               members
               ,
               ease
            
             to
             their
             
               bodies
               ;
            
             yea
             ,
             more
             then
             all
             this
             ,
             they
             
               glory
            
             in
             those
             
               vain
               glorious
               attempts
               ,
            
             those
             
               labours
               ,
               sweatings
               ,
               watchings
               ,
               wounds
               ,
               burnings
            
             and
             
               freezings
               ,
            
             all
             which
             they
             endure
             and
             undergo
             for
             their
             Mistresses
             ;
             as
             Sir
             
               Jo.
               Suckling
            
             sings
             ;
          
           
           
             
               Ah
               cruell
               
                 Love
                 ,
              
               how
               great
               a
               power
               is
               thine
               !
            
             
               Under
               the
               
                 Pole
              
               although
               we
               lie
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               mak'st
               us
               frie
               :
            
             
               And
               thou
               cast
               make
               us
               freeze
               beneath
               the
               line
               .
            
          
           
             Yet
             this
             
               amorous
               passion
            
             is
             not
             more
             frequent
             with
             Men
             and
             Women
             ,
             then
             it
             is
             with
             the
             
               airy
               quiristers
               ,
            
             the
             nimble
             birds
             ,
             who
             are
             overtaken
             with
             
               Cupids
            
             nimbler
             wings
             ,
             annually
             electing
             their
             
               Valentines
               .
            
             What
             a
             perfect
             
               harmonie
            
             of
             
               affection
            
             is
             there
             betwixt
             the
             
               Turtle
            
             and
             his
             dear
             mate
             ?
             whose
             continual
             billing
             shames
             
               Diana
            
             and
             her
             frigid
             train
             .
             What
             a
             zealous
             adorer
             of
             
               Venus
            
             is
             the
             wanton
             
               Sparrow
            
             (
             as
             
               Pliny
            
             reporteth
             in
             his
             
               Natural
               History
               )
            
             who
             empties
             himself
             of
             all
             his
             radical
             moisture
             in
             her
             rites
             ,
             and
             at
             three
             years
             end
             (
             when
             the
             Columne
             of
             his
             life
             fails
             him
             )
             offers
             up
             his
             dry
             bones
             a
             sacrifice
             to
             her
             .
             
               Aristotle
            
             will
             have
             Birds
             sing
             
               ob
               futuram
               venerem
               ,
            
             for
             joy
             and
             hope
             of
             their
             
               Love
               stealth
            
             to
             come
             .
             
               Cupid
            
             is
             as
             familiar
             with
             
               Lions
               ,
            
             as
             
               children
            
             with
             
               cosset
               Lambs
               ,
            
             and
             oftentimes
             mounts
             on
             their
             backs
             ,
             holding
             by
             their
             brisly
             mains
             ,
             and
             riding
             them
             about
             like
             Horses
             ,
             whilest
             they
             fawn
             upon
             him
             with
             their
             tails
             .
             He
             blunts
             the
             horns
             of
             the
             
               Bull
               ,
            
             and
             muzzels
             the
             fierce
             
               Tyger
               ,
            
             and
             makes
             the
             sluggish
             
               Bear
            
             nimbly
             dance
             a
             Corranto
             .
          
           
             
               Omne
               adeo
               genus
               in
               terris
               hominumque
               ferarumque
            
             
               Et
               genus
               aequoreum
               ,
               pecudes
               pictaeque
               volucres
            
             
               In
               furias
               ignemque
               ruunt
               ,
               amor
               omnibus
               idem
               .
            
          
           
             
               All
               kinde
               of
               creatures
               on
               the
               earth
               ,
               beasts
               grim
               ,
            
             
               And
               Men
               ,
               and
               Fish
               with
               golden
               fins
               that
               swim
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               painted
               Birds
               alike
               to
               rage
               doth
               flie
               .
            
             
               Thus
               
                 Love
              
               bears
               equall
               sway
               in
               earth
               ,
               sea
               ,
               skie
               .
            
          
           
             It
             is
             
               Love
            
             makes
             old
             Men
             and
             Women
             ,
             that
             have
             more
             toes
             then
             teeth
             ,
             dance
             and
             frisk
             like
             
               Goats
               ;
            
             it
             makes
             old
             Gowty
             fellowes
             break
             their
             
               Cruches
               ,
            
             I
             ,
             and
             shins
             too
             ,
             &
             dance
             after
             Fidlers
             Hei
             go
             mad
             :
             and
             't
             is
             no
             new
             thing
             ,
             take
             the
             
               Poets
            
             reason
             ,
             which
             seems
             to
             me
             to
             be
             as
             true
             as
             ever
             fiction
             was
             ,
             and
             that
             is
             ,
             
               Cupid
            
             and
             
               Death
            
             met
             in
             an
             Inne
             ,
             and
             being
             merrily
             disposed
             ,
             they
             did
             exchange
             some
             arrowes
             out
             of
             eithers
             quiver
             ,
             which
             is
             the
             cause
             that
             
               young
               men
               die
               ,
            
             and
             oft-times
             
               old
               men
               dote
               .
            
             And
             who
             can
             withstand
             the
             force
             of
             it
             ?
             (
             saith
             Mr.
             
               Burton
               )
            
             if
             once
             it
             pricks
             us
             at
             the
             heart
             ,
             young
             or
             old
             ,
             though
             our
             teeth
             shake
             in
             our
             heads
             like
             
               Virginal
               jacks
               ,
            
             or
             stand
             parallel
             asunder
             like
             
               arches
               in
               a
               bridge
               ;
            
             there
             's
             no
             remedy
             ,
             we
             must
             dance
             and
             caper
             Candlestick
             height
             ,
             leap
             over
             tables
             ,
             chaires
             ,
             and
             stools
             ,
             though
             we
             be
             60
             years
             above
             waste
             ,
             scarce
             30
             below
             .
          
           
             Maides
             when
             they
             get
             together
             (
             pardon
             me
             Ladies
             ,
             for
             't
             is
             my
             design
             to
             touch
             all
             )
             are
             still
             either
             reading
             or
             telling
             of
             
               Love-stories
               ,
            
             singing
             
               Love-songs
            
             or
             
               Sonnets
               ,
            
             talking
             of
             this
             or
             that
             
               young
               man
               ,
            
             such
             a
             Man
             is
             
               proper
               ,
               fair
               ,
            
             and
             
               handsome
               ,
            
             saith
             one
             ;
             and
             such
             a
             Man
             is
             
               black
            
             and
             
               comely
               ;
            
             O!
             what
             a
             
               pearl
            
             is
             he
             in
             
               mine
               eye
               ,
            
             saith
             another
             ;
             and
             thus
             they
             chat
             when
             they
             meet
             ,
             never
             thinking
             or
             willingly
             discoursing
             upon
             any
             other
             subject
             .
             And
             forfoorh
             they
             must
             fast
             St.
             
               Agnes
               Eve
               ,
            
             to
             see
             who
             must
             be
             their
             
               first
               husbands
               ,
            
             and
             flock
             to
             the
             
               Artist
            
             to
             know
             who
             they
             shall
             
               marry
               ,
            
             and
             how
             many
             
               husbands
            
             they
             shall
             have
             ;
             nay
             ,
             what
             would
             they
             not
             give
             if
             they
             might
             but
             see
             him
             in
             a
             glasse
             ?
             This
             is
             no
             
               Court
               complement
            
             or
             
               allegation
               ,
            
             but
             a
             
               downright
               truth
               .
            
          
           
           
             We
             will
             now
             turn
             to
             the
             
               enamorate
               ;
            
             and
             suppose
             one
             should
             endevour
             to
             reform
             him
             (
             then
             which
             ,
             one
             had
             better
             strive
             and
             tame
             a
             
               Panther
               )
            
             immediately
             he
             will
             burst
             out
             in
             
               Choler
               ,
            
             saying
             ,
             
               Do
               you
               think
               that
               Love
               that
               thinks
               the
               whole
               Universe
               too
               narrow
               a
               compasse
               to
               be
               confined
               unto
               ,
               and
               who
               disposeth
               of
               all
               our
               wils
               according
               to
               his
               pleasure
               ,
               be
               hem'd
               up
               in
               such
               strait
               limits
               as
               you
               prescribe
               ?
               will
               Love
               be
               ruled
               and
               governed
               by
               the
               will
               of
               any
               but
               himself
               ?
            
             he
             will
             confesse
             his
             fault
             ,
             yet
             will
             not
             insist
             upon
             any
             other
             argument
             or
             reason
             but
             his
             
               extreme
               affection
               ,
            
             and
             will
             not
             argue
             with
             you
             anywhere
             but
             before
             the
             
               throne
               of
               Love
               ,
            
             and
             there
             he
             will
             
               prostrate
            
             himself
             upon
             his
             
               knees
               ,
            
             and
             
               vow
            
             by
             
               all
               eternity
               ,
            
             ndver
             to
             rise
             so
             long
             as
             he
             lives
             ,
             unlesse
             he
             be
             ingratiated
             into
             his
             
               Mistresses
               favour
               .
            
             And
             such
             a
             one
             is
             this
             who
             sues
             for
             an
             
               office
            
             in
             
               fools
               Paradise
               ;
            
             but
             let
             him
             take
             it
             ,
             for
             my
             part
             I
             le
             never
             ride
             (
             like
             one
             for
             the
             
               County-Clerk
               ship
            
             when
             a
             new
             
               Sheriff
            
             is
             elected
             )
             nor
             strive
             with
             him
             for
             it
             .
             What
             (
             saith
             he
             )
             would
             you
             have
             me
             
               inconstant
               ?
            
             Oh
             no
             ,
             not
             for
             a
             world
             !
             What
             ,
             would
             you
             have
             me
             
               mad
               ?
            
             (
             as
             he
             is
             no
             better
             )
             No
             ,
             I
             will
             be
             
               constant
               till
               death
               ;
            
             startling
             more
             at
             the
             word
             
               inconstancy
               ,
            
             then
             at
             a
             
               Devil
               :
            
             so
             that
             I
             have
             often
             smiled
             at
             those
             who
             condemn
             
               inconstancy
               ,
            
             and
             are
             professed
             enemies
             against
             it
             ;
             considering
             that
             they
             themselves
             are
             not
             able
             to
             be
             as
             they
             say
             ,
             nor
             more
             
               constant
            
             then
             those
             whom
             they
             
               brand
            
             with
             the
             vice
             of
             
               inconstancy
               .
            
             For
             when
             they
             fall
             in
             
               Love
               ,
            
             do
             they
             not
             fall
             in
             
               love
            
             with
             
               beauty
               ,
            
             or
             something
             which
             seems
             pleasing
             unto
             them
             ?
             now
             when
             this
             
               beauty
            
             doth
             fade
             ,
             as
             time
             doubtlesse
             will
             make
             all
             
               beauty
            
             do
             ,
             are
             they
             not
             then
             
               inconstant
               ,
            
             still
             
               loving
            
             those
             
               faces
            
             that
             are
             now
             grown
             
               ugly
               ,
            
             and
             retain
             nothing
             of
             what
             they
             were
             ,
             but
             only
             the
             very
             name
             of
             a
             
               face
               ?
            
             If
             to
             
               love
            
             that
             ,
             which
             is
             contrary
             to
             that
             which
             was
             
               loved
               ,
            
             be
             
               constancy
               ;
            
             
             and
             if
             
               uglinesse
            
             be
             contrary
             unto
             
               beauty
               ,
            
             then
             he
             that
             did
             
               love
            
             a
             
               fair
               face
               ,
            
             and
             continues
             
               loving
            
             when
             it
             is
             
               ugly
               ,
            
             must
             be
             concluded
             
               inconstant
               .
            
             This
             consideration
             makes
             me
             think
             ,
             that
             the
             way
             to
             avoid
             
               inconstancy
               ,
            
             is
             always
             to
             
               love
               beauty
               ,
            
             and
             when
             it
             
               fades
            
             farewel
             
               Love
               ,
            
             finde
             some
             other
             that
             is
             
               faire
               ,
            
             and
             still
             
               love
               beauty
            
             (
             if
             you
             will
             be
             
               loving
            
             and
             accounted
             
               constant
               )
            
             and
             not
             its
             contrary
             ,
             unlesse
             you
             be
             
               unconstant
            
             to
             your
             
               first
               Love
               .
            
             I
             know
             this
             is
             point
             blanck
             against
             the
             opinion
             of
             the
             vulgar
             ,
             but
             if
             they
             gainsay
             it
             ,
             I
             cannot
             help
             it
             .
          
           
             Likewise
             (
             saith
             this
             
               Love-simplician
               )
            
             did
             you
             know
             what
             it
             is
             to
             be
             a
             
               fool
            
             in
             such
             occasions
             ,
             you
             would
             confesse
             that
             all
             the
             
               wisdom
            
             in
             the
             world
             is
             not
             comparable
             to
             this
             
               pleasing
               folly
               ;
            
             were
             you
             able
             to
             comprehend
             it
             ,
             you
             would
             never
             aske
             what
             
               pleasure
            
             and
             
               contentment
            
             those
             
               faithful
               Lovers
            
             (
             whom
             you
             phrase
             
               melancholy
            
             and
             
               pensive
               )
            
             do
             receive
             ;
             for
             you
             then
             would
             know
             that
             they
             are
             so
             
               ravished
            
             in
             the
             
               contemplation
            
             of
             the
             
               party
            
             whom
             they
             
               love
            
             and
             
               adore
               ,
            
             as
             
               scorning
            
             all
             that
             is
             in
             the
             whole
             Universe
             ;
             they
             do
             not
             repent
             of
             any
             thing
             more
             ,
             then
             the
             losse
             of
             that
             time
             ,
             which
             they
             spend
             anywhere
             else
             ;
             and
             their
             souls
             not
             being
             well
             able
             to
             contain
             the
             
               grandure
            
             of
             their
             
               contentment
               ,
            
             they
             stand
             astonished
             at
             so
             much
             treasure
             ,
             and
             so
             many
             
               felicities
            
             which
             transcends
             their
             knowledge
             .
             But
             I
             am
             so
             far
             from
             thinking
             them
             
               felicities
               ,
            
             as
             my
             opinion
             of
             the
             contrary
             is
             much
             fortified
             .
          
           
             Had
             I
             a
             quill
             pluck'd
             from
             
               Cupids
               wing
               ,
            
             and
             dip'd
             in
             the
             
               milke
               of
               Venus
               ,
            
             I
             could
             not
             record
             all
             the
             
               delight
               Lovers
            
             take
             in
             
               displaying
            
             the
             
               beauty
            
             of
             their
             
               Mistresses
               ,
            
             with
             obsequious
             
               Hyperboles
               ,
            
             and
             things
             most
             excellent
             ,
             comparing
             their
             
               eyes
            
             to
             those
             of
             night
             ,
             to
             the
             Sun
             ,
             and
             call
             them
             
               spheres
               of
               light
               ,
            
             flaming
             and
             strongly
             enkindling
             all
             others
             ,
             they
             compare
             her
             to
             
               Aurora
               ,
            
             or
             
             the
             
               morning
               ,
            
             to
             the
             
               Snow
               ,
               Lilly
               ,
               Rose
               ,
            
             to
             the
             
               whitenesse
               of
               the
               Swan
               ,
            
             sometimes
             to
             the
             
               Myrtle
               ,
            
             sometimes
             to
             
               Gold
               ,
               Rubies
               ,
               Diamonds
               ,
               Crystal
               ,
            
             sometimes
             they
             parallel
             her
             with
             the
             
               Heavens
               ,
            
             the
             
               Spring
               ,
            
             and
             whatsoever
             is
             in
             any
             degree
             excellent
             ;
             and
             yet
             ,
             they
             think
             those
             but
             beggerly
             similitudes
             ,
             and
             would
             go
             higher
             if
             they
             could
             tell
             how
             .
             They
             suppose
             their
             
               cheek
            
             two
             
               fair
               gardens
            
             planted
             with
             the
             choisest
             flowers
             of
             
               Paradise
               ,
            
             making
             the
             
               Lilly
            
             and
             the
             
               Rose
            
             as
             obscure
             types
             and
             shadowes
             of
             those
             
               delicate
               tinctures
            
             laid
             on
             their
             
               blooming
               cheeks
            
             by
             
               natures
               pencil
               .
            
             They
             imagine
             their
             
               necks
            
             towers
             of
             
               Alabaster
               ,
            
             their
             
               breasts
            
             hillocks
             of
             
               snow
            
             inlaid
             with
             
               saphires
               ,
            
             their
             
               mouthes
               musicks
               temple
            
             deckt
             with
             
               rails
               of
               pearl
               ,
            
             their
             
               voices
            
             the
             
               Harmony
               of
               the
               sphears
               .
            
             And
             these
             they
             count
             as
             
               faint
               Metaphors
            
             of
             them
             ,
             to
             represent
             whom
             (
             in
             their
             thoughts
             )
             words
             are
             too
             narrow
             ,
             and
             freshest
             colours
             too
             dim
             .
          
           
             Oh!
             how
             
               She-lovers
            
             fry
             under
             the
             
               torrid
               zone
            
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             hourly
             in
             that
             
               Elizium
               ,
            
             quenching
             and
             renewing
             their
             heats
             ,
             and
             letting
             themselves
             loose
             to
             the
             freedome
             of
             
               uncontrouled
               embraces
               .
            
             Expressing
             themselves
             in
             these
             or
             such
             like
             Raptures
             ,
             
               viz.
               My
               Dearest
               ,
               unlesse
               thou
               be'st
               frosty
               spirited
               ,
               unlesse
            
             Alecto's
             
               cold
               poison
               fils
               thy
               veins
               ,
               I
               le
               melt
               thee
               into
               amorous
               thoughts
               ,
               and
               speak
               charmes
               to
               all
               thy
               senses
               ,
               and
               make
               thee
               all
               flame
               .
            
             And
             thus
             they
             besiege
             and
             seek
             to
             storme
             
               Loves-fort
               ,
            
             with
             whole
             volly
             of
             obediential
             Oathes
             ,
             and
             the
             hollow
             Granado's
             of
             
               complement
               ;
            
             crying
             out
             to
             their
             obstinate
             
               Sweet-hearts
               ,
            
             to
             tell
             them
             (
             for
             
               Loves
            
             sake
             )
             if
             it
             be
             not
             better
             and
             more
             
               lovely
            
             to
             lie
             
               intwin'd
            
             in
             their
             
               folding
               armes
               ,
            
             freely
             enjoying
             their
             
               embraces
               ,
            
             like
             
               Lillies
            
             imprisoned
             in
             goales
             of
             
               snow
               ,
            
             or
             
               Ivory
            
             in
             bands
             of
             
               Alabaster
               ,
            
             then
             to
             sit
             muffled
             in
             
               furs
            
             like
             a
             bed-rid
             Miser
             ?
             They
             lie
             open
             to
             the
             touch
             ,
             the
             warm
             snow
             
             and
             soft
             polisht
             Ivory
             of
             their
             
               brests
               ,
            
             which
             excels
             in
             softnesse
             the
             ranging
             clouds
             ,
             the
             
               Indian
            
             cotton
             ,
             and
             in
             sleeknesse
             the
             smoothest
             cut
             Diamond
             ,
             and
             these
             are
             
               lures
            
             to
             catch
             
               buzzards
               .
            
             
               
                 Thus
                 wounds
                 they
                 give
                 ,
                 and
                 wounds
                 they
                 take
                 again
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 doth
                 it
                 grieve
                 them
                 slaying
                 to
                 be
                 slain
                 .
              
            
          
           
             Now
             to
             return
             again
             to
             our
             
               Loves
               weather-beaten
               widgeon
               ,
            
             he
             hugs
             and
             embraces
             all
             his
             Mistresses
             friends
             and
             followers
             ,
             her
             picture
             and
             what
             ever
             she
             wears
             he
             adores
             as
             a
             relique
             ,
             her
             
               Dog
            
             he
             makes
             his
             constant
             companion
             ,
             feeding
             him
             at
             his
             table
             ,
             verifying
             the
             proverb
             ,
             
               Love
               me
               love
               my
               Dog
               .
            
             If
             he
             get
             a
             Ring
             ,
             a
             Ribband
             ,
             a
             shooe-tie
             ,
             her
             Garter
             ,
             a
             Bracelet
             of
             hair
             of
             hers
             ,
             he
             wears
             it
             
               (
               ut
               pignus
               amoris
               )
            
             for
             a
             favour
             about
             his
             arme
             ,
             in
             his
             hat
             ,
             finger
             or
             next
             his
             heart
             .
             How
             many
             of
             such
             like
             ,
             would
             not
             let
             to
             hazzard
             their
             very
             souls
             for
             their
             Mistresses
             sake
             ?
             forsake
             heaven
             with
             
               Venus
            
             for
             the
             
               love
            
             of
             an
             
               Adonis
               ?
            
             There
             is
             no
             Man
             so
             pusillanimous
             ,
             so
             very
             a
             dastard
             ,
             whom
             
               Love
            
             would
             not
             incense
             ,
             making
             an
             heroical
             spirit
             ;
             For
             (
             saith
             Sir
             .
             
               Phil.
               Sydney
               )
            
             they
             imagine
             that
             Valour
             towards
             Men
             ,
             is
             an
             emblem
             of
             ability
             towards
             Women
             ,
             a
             good
             quality
             signifying
             a
             better
             .
             Nothing
             drawes
             a
             Woman
             like
             to
             it
             .
             Nothing
             is
             more
             behooveful
             for
             that
             sex
             ;
             for
             with
             it
             they
             receive
             protection
             ,
             and
             in
             a
             free
             way
             too
             without
             any
             danger
             .
             Nothing
             makes
             a
             shorter
             cut
             to
             obtaining
             ;
             for
             a
             Man
             of
             armes
             is
             always
             void
             of
             ceremony
             ,
             which
             is
             the
             wall
             betwixt
             
               Pyramus
            
             and
             
               Thisbe
               ,
            
             that
             is
             ,
             Man
             and
             Woman
             ;
             for
             there
             is
             no
             pride
             in
             Women
             ,
             but
             that
             which
             rebounds
             from
             our
             own
             basenesse
             (
             as
             Cowards
             grow
             valiant
             upon
             those
             that
             are
             more
             Cowards
             )
             so
             that
             only
             by
             our
             
               pale
               asking
            
             we
             teach
             them
             to
             
               deny
               ,
            
             
             and
             by
             our
             
               shamefacednesse
            
             we
             put
             them
             in
             minde
             to
             be
             modest
             .
             This
             kinde
             of
             
               bashfulnesse
            
             is
             far
             from
             Men
             of
             valorous
             dispositions
             ,
             and
             especially
             from
             Soudiers
             ;
             for
             such
             are
             ever
             Men
             (
             without
             doubt
             )
             forward
             and
             confident
             ,
             losing
             no
             time
             ,
             lest
             they
             should
             lose
             opportunity
             ,
             which
             is
             the
             best
             
               factor
            
             for
             a
             
               Lover
               .
            
             And
             because
             they
             know
             Women
             are
             given
             to
             
               dissemble
               ,
            
             they
             will
             never
             believe
             them
             when
             they
             
               deny
               .
            
             They
             will
             defend
             their
             Mistresses
             even
             in
             a
             wrong
             and
             unjust
             cause
             ;
             for
             from
             the
             first
             moment
             that
             they
             fastened
             their
             
               affections
            
             upon
             that
             object
             ,
             they
             prize
             it
             above
             their
             
               own
               proper
               essence
               ,
            
             and
             therefore
             how
             justly
             soever
             an
             injury
             or
             violence
             may
             be
             offered
             unto
             it
             ,
             they
             think
             no
             injustice
             in
             themselves
             to
             defend
             it
             ;
             or
             because
             winking
             at
             the
             wrong
             offered
             their
             
               Sweet
               hearts
               ,
            
             they
             make
             themselves
             unwortby
             of
             their
             
               grace
               .
               Plato
            
             is
             of
             opinion
             that
             it
             was
             the
             
               Love
            
             of
             
               Venus
               ,
            
             made
             
               Mars
            
             couragious
             and
             valorous
             :
             and
             (
             truly
             )
             who
             would
             not
             be
             valorous
             to
             fight
             under
             such
             colours
             ?
             Before
             this
             cowardly
             age
             ,
             there
             was
             no
             way
             known
             to
             win
             a
             Lady
             but
             by
             
               tilting
            
             and
             
               turning
               ,
            
             and
             
               riding
               ,
            
             to
             seek
             
               adventures
            
             through
             
               dangerous
               Forrests
               ;
            
             in
             which
             time
             these
             slender
             small
             bon'd
             striplings
             with
             little
             legs
             ,
             were
             held
             but
             of
             strength
             enough
             to
             
               marry
            
             their
             
               widowes
               .
            
             And
             even
             in
             our
             days
             there
             can
             be
             given
             no
             reason
             of
             the
             inundation
             of
             Servingmen
             upon
             their
             Mistresses
             ,
             but
             only
             that
             usually
             they
             carry
             their
             Masters
             weapons
             ,
             and
             their
             valour
             .
             It
             is
             better
             to
             be
             admitted
             to
             the
             title
             of
             valiant
             acts
             ;
             at
             least
             that
             imports
             the
             venturing
             of
             mortality
             ;
             and
             all
             Women
             delight
             to
             hold
             him
             fast
             in
             their
             armes
             ,
             who
             hath
             escaped
             thither
             through
             many
             
               dangers
               .
            
             To
             speak
             at
             once
             ,
             Man
             hath
             a
             priviledge
             in
             valour
             .
             In
             
               clothes
            
             and
             
               good
               face
               ,
            
             we
             do
             but
             imitate
             Women
             .
             So
             then
             these
             
               whiffling
               skips
               ,
            
             these
             Women
             in
             Mens
             apparel
             ,
             are
             too
             neer
             a
             Woman
             to
             be
             
               beloved
            
             
             of
             her
             .
             A
             
               scar
            
             in
             a
             Mans
             
               face
               ,
            
             is
             the
             same
             that
             a
             
               mole
            
             is
             in
             a
             Womans
             ,
             and
             a
             
               mole
            
             in
             a
             Womans
             
               face
               ,
            
             is
             a
             jewell
             set
             in
             white
             ,
             to
             make
             it
             seem
             more
             white
             ;
             so
             a
             
               scar
            
             in
             a
             Man
             is
             a
             mark
             of
             honour
             ,
             and
             no
             blemish
             ;
             for
             't
             is
             a
             scar
             and
             a
             blemish
             in
             a
             Souldier
             to
             be
             without
             one
             .
             A
             
               good
               face
            
             availeth
             nothing
             ,
             if
             it
             be
             on
             a
             Coward
             that
             is
             bashful
             ,
             the
             utmost
             of
             it
             is
             to
             be
             
               kist
               ,
            
             which
             rather
             
               increaseth
               ,
            
             then
             
               quencheth
            
             the
             
               appetite
               .
            
             She
             cares
             not
             for
             a
             Man
             that
             wooes
             by
             Letters
             ,
             and
             through
             cowardlynesse
             dares
             not
             come
             into
             her
             company
             ;
             no
             Woman
             takes
             advice
             of
             any
             in
             her
             
               loving
               ,
            
             but
             of
             her
             own
             eyes
             ,
             and
             her
             waiting
             maids
             ;
             and
             there
             is
             no
             clothes
             fits
             so
             well
             in
             a
             Womans
             eye
             as
             a
             suit
             of
             steel
             ,
             though
             not
             of
             the
             fashion
             :
             and
             no
             Man
             so
             soon
             surprizeth
             a
             Womans
             
               affections
               ,
            
             as
             he
             that
             is
             the
             subject
             of
             whisperings
             ,
             and
             hath
             alwayes
             some
             twenty
             stories
             of
             his
             own
             atchievements
             depending
             upon
             him
             .
          
           
             There
             is
             one
             Love-simplician
             who
             is
             so
             led
             by
             the
             nose
             into
             
               fools
               Paradise
               ,
            
             that
             if
             he
             see
             an
             
               handsome
               maid
            
             smile
             and
             laugh
             upon
             him
             ,
             or
             shew
             a
             pleasant
             countenance
             ,
             or
             look
             
               (
               obliquis
               ocellis
               )
            
             asquint
             upon
             him
             ,
             or
             use
             some
             gratious
             words
             ,
             or
             amorous
             gestures
             (
             as
             many
             are
             too
             full
             of
             )
             he
             applies
             it
             all
             to
             himself
             ,
             as
             done
             in
             his
             favour
             ,
             thinking
             that
             surely
             she
             
               loves
            
             him
             ;
             to
             the
             Tavern
             he
             runs
             ,
             looks
             big
             ,
             erects
             his
             Mouchatoes
             ,
             stampes
             ,
             stares
             ,
             and
             cals
             the
             Drawer
             Rogue
             ,
             drinks
             to
             his
             
               Venus
            
             in
             a
             Venice-glace
             ,
             and
             thinks
             he
             sees
             the
             smile
             she
             gave
             him
             in
             it
             ,
             and
             to
             moralize
             her
             sex
             ,
             throwes
             it
             over
             his
             head
             and
             breaks
             it
             .
             This
             fellow
             is
             like
             to
             
               Mullidor
            
             (
             in
             
               Greenes
               never
               too
               late
               )
            
             who
             said
             to
             his
             Mother
             ,
             that
             he
             compared
             the
             Church
             to
             a
             looking-glasse
             ,
             for
             as
             a
             Man
             may
             see
             himself
             in
             the
             one
             ,
             so
             in
             the
             other
             the
             wenches
             eyes
             are
             a
             Certificate
             ;
             for
             upon
             whom
             you
             see
             all
             the
             Girles
             look
             ,
             he
             for
             
               foot
            
             and
             
             
               face
            
             carries
             away
             the
             bell
             ,
             
               Phillida
               solus
               habet
               :
            
             And
             I
             am
             sure
             (
             sayes
             he
             )
             for
             these
             two
             years
             I
             never
             came
             into
             the
             Church
             ,
             and
             was
             no
             sooner
             set
             ,
             but
             the
             Maids
             began
             to
             winke
             one
             upon
             another
             ,
             to
             look
             on
             me
             and
             laugh
             .
             Oh!
             war
             Mother
             ,
             when
             a
             Dog
             wags
             his
             tail
             he
             loves
             his
             Master
             ,
             and
             when
             a
             wanton
             laughes
             ,
             for
             my
             life
             ,
             she
             is
             over
             head
             and
             ears
             in
             
               Love
               .
            
          
           
             Another
             
               Gull
            
             seeks
             to
             win
             his
             Mistresses
             
               affection
            
             with
             gallant
             and
             costly
             apparell
             ,
             putting
             all
             he
             hath
             on
             his
             back
             ,
             thinking
             Women
             are
             marryed
             to
             fine
             clothes
             ;
             making
             his
             
               Taylor
            
             his
             
               Baude
               ,
            
             and
             hopes
             to
             inveagle
             her
             
               love
            
             with
             such
             a
             coloured
             suit
             ;
             surely
             the
             same
             Man
             hazzards
             the
             losse
             of
             her
             favour
             upon
             every
             change
             of
             his
             clothes
             .
             Another
             with
             an
             
               affected
               pace
               .
            
             Another
             with
             
               Musick
               .
            
             Another
             with
             
               rich
               gifts
               ,
            
             and
             
               pleasant
               discourse
               .
            
             Another
             with
             
               Letters
               ,
               Vowes
               ,
            
             and
             
               Promises
               ,
            
             to
             be
             gratious
             in
             her
             eyes
             ,
             struts
             like
             a
             
               Peacock
               ,
            
             with
             his
             train
             before
             her
             .
          
           
             But
             there
             are
             many
             other
             ,
             who
             every
             moment
             declare
             their
             
               fervour
               ,
            
             their
             
               torment
               ,
            
             and
             
               martyrdom
               ;
            
             they
             serve
             ,
             they
             sooth
             ,
             they
             continually
             frequent
             ,
             they
             spie
             out
             all
             occasions
             ,
             they
             silently
             practise
             all
             the
             ways
             they
             can
             ,
             to
             come
             to
             the
             end
             of
             their
             designs
             ;
             and
             often
             it
             happeneth
             ,
             that
             as
             drops
             of
             water
             incessantly
             falling
             ,
             do
             hollow
             Rocks
             ;
             so
             ceaselesse
             Complements
             soften
             the
             most
             inaccessible
             
               rigors
               .
            
             Yet
             some
             are
             so
             sottishly
             overcome
             ,
             as
             to
             waste
             ten
             years
             of
             service
             to
             kisse
             a
             Womans
             hand
             ,
             and
             suffer
             for
             a
             shameful
             servitude
             ,
             that
             ,
             which
             (
             I
             professe
             )
             I
             would
             not
             endure
             one
             year
             for
             an
             Empire
             .
          
           
             
               Fond
               Novices
               ,
            
             you
             pule
             ,
             and
             continually
             strive
             to
             please
             your
             Mistresses
             ,
             which
             is
             the
             only
             way
             to
             make
             her
             flie
             you
             ,
             nothing
             so
             tiring
             and
             tedious
             ;
             such
             as
             thus
             
               love
               ,
            
             must
             needs
             perpetually
             be
             imprisoned
             ,
             never
             
             at
             liberty
             ,
             always
             present
             ,
             continually
             talking
             with
             her
             ,
             she
             cannot
             stir
             a
             foot
             ,
             but
             you
             must
             do
             the
             like
             .
             If
             she
             chance
             to
             be
             at
             any
             time
             ill
             ,
             or
             frown
             ,
             and
             do
             not
             smile
             upon
             you
             ,
             nor
             please
             you
             ,
             then
             must
             you
             forsooth
             put
             the
             finger
             in
             the
             eye
             and
             cry
             ,
             cry
             tears
             .
             Do
             you
             think
             this
             is
             the
             way
             ?
             no
             ,
             no
             ,
             it
             is
             in
             
               Love
            
             as
             in
             all
             things
             else
             ,
             the
             mean
             is
             the
             best
             measure
             ;
             so
             as
             to
             avoid
             all
             frivolous
             follies
             and
             troubles
             (
             as
             they
             are
             no
             other
             when
             you
             have
             made
             the
             best
             of
             them
             )
             the
             only
             way
             is
             but
             to
             
               love
            
             indifferently
             ;
             and
             if
             you
             will
             be
             silly
             fools
             ,
             and
             must
             needs
             have
             Mistresses
             ,
             your
             best
             way
             is
             never
             to
             tie
             your self
             to
             one
             ;
             for
             to
             
               love
            
             one
             only
             ,
             gives
             her
             an
             occasion
             to
             think
             that
             it
             is
             for
             want
             of
             courage
             ,
             that
             you
             dare
             not
             attempt
             to
             
               love
            
             any
             else
             ,
             and
             therefore
             she
             will
             scorn
             such
             a
             fainthearted
             
               Lover
               :
            
             whereas
             ,
             did
             you
             
               Love
            
             all
             you
             look
             upon
             (
             or
             at
             least
             a
             good
             many
             of
             them
             )
             she
             will
             not
             think
             you
             came
             to
             her
             ,
             because
             you
             know
             not
             whither
             to
             go
             else
             ;
             but
             she
             will
             then
             prize
             you
             the
             higher
             ,
             and
             will
             be
             obliged
             to
             
               love
            
             you
             ,
             especially
             if
             you
             particularize
             her
             above
             any
             other
             ;
             and
             once
             a
             week
             is
             often
             enough
             to
             tender
             your
             service
             to
             her
             ,
             for
             oftener
             is
             a
             palpable
             doting
             .
          
           
             But
             because
             I
             say
             a
             
               mediocrity
            
             in
             
               Love
            
             is
             the
             best
             ,
             (
             me thinks
             )
             I
             see
             one
             of
             these
             
               melancholy
               Lovers
               ,
            
             setting
             a
             frowning
             ,
             tart
             ,
             Saturnine
             face
             upon
             me
             ;
             Objecting
             ,
             that
             he
             that
             
               loves
            
             not
             in
             the
             highest
             point
             of
             extremity
             ,
             does
             not
             
               love
            
             one
             jot
             ;
             he
             that
             can
             be
             indifferent
             and
             
               love
            
             all
             alike
             ,
             cannot
             
               love
            
             one
             as
             he
             ought
             to
             do
             ;
             or
             he
             that
             can
             measure
             ,
             or
             think
             any
             greater
             then
             his
             own
             ,
             is
             not
             a
             
               Lover
            
             worth
             a
             rush
             ;
             for
             to
             injoyn
             a
             
               mediocrity
            
             in
             
               Love
               ,
            
             is
             to
             impose
             an
             impossibility
             .
             And
             then
             (
             poor
             soul
             )
             he
             shakes
             his
             head
             at
             me
             ,
             saying
             ,
             Ah
             ,
             you
             little
             know
             
             what
             belongs
             to
             
               Love
               !
            
             and
             then
             having
             recovered
             his
             breath
             ,
             for
             (
             through
             the
             vehemency
             of
             anger
             towards
             me
             )
             he
             had
             almost
             lost
             it
             ,
             he
             begins
             to
             object
             again
             ,
             saying
             ,
             Those
             
               effects
            
             which
             belong
             to
             an
             
               extreme
               Love
               ,
            
             and
             one
             that
             knowes
             ,
             what
             Sacrifice
             and
             Duties
             belong
             unto
             the
             Altars
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             is
             so
             far
             from
             calling
             those
             
               effects
               ,
               troubles
               ,
            
             or
             
               follies
            
             (
             as
             you
             terme
             them
             )
             as
             they
             think
             them
             
               felicities
            
             and
             
               perfect
               contentments
               ;
            
             Likewise
             he
             saith
             ,
             that
             
               Love
            
             is
             to
             die
             in
             ones
             self
             ,
             that
             he
             may
             live
             in
             another
             ;
             Never
             to
             love
             any
             thing
             but
             what
             is
             pleasing
             and
             agreeable
             to
             the
             party
             
               loved
               .
            
             The
             
               will
            
             must
             be
             transformed
             into
             a
             
               night
               toy
            
             he
             cals
             a
             Mistresse
             .
             And
             can
             you
             think
             (
             saith
             he
             )
             that
             one
             who
             
               Loves
            
             thus
             ,
             will
             ever
             be
             troubled
             with
             the
             presence
             of
             her
             whom
             he
             
               loves
               .
            
             If
             you
             did
             but
             know
             what
             it
             is
             to
             
               Love
               ,
            
             you
             would
             never
             think
             that
             he
             who
             
               loves
               ,
            
             can
             do
             any
             thing
             to
             displease
             .
             If
             he
             chance
             to
             commit
             any
             fault
             ,
             the
             fault
             it self
             pleaseth
             ,
             considering
             with
             what
             intention
             it
             was
             committed
             .
             The
             very
             desire
             of
             being
             
               amiable
            
             has
             such
             a
             vigour
             in
             a
             
               right
               Lover
               ,
            
             as
             though
             he
             be
             rough
             to
             the
             World
             in
             general
             ,
             yet
             will
             he
             be
             sure
             smooth
             and
             spruce
             up
             himself
             towards
             her
             he
             
               loves
               .
            
             Nay
             ,
             he
             thinks
             himself
             in
             the
             
               Orchard
            
             of
             
               Adonis
               ,
            
             or
             the
             
               Elizium
               fields
               ,
            
             if
             he
             injoy
             her
             company
             ,
             he
             is
             so
             taken
             with
             delight
             .
             And
             these
             ,
             and
             an
             hundred
             such
             like
             whimsical
             
               Chym●raes
               ,
               hot
               brained
               Lovers
            
             conceive
             ,
             and
             do
             affect
             a
             vainglorious
             humor
             ,
             which
             
               Lovers
            
             use
             to
             attribute
             to
             themselves
             ,
             and
             it
             is
             to
             be
             reputed
             
               constant
               .
            
             They
             suffer
             themselves
             wholly
             to
             be
             led
             by
             
               sense
               ,
            
             and
             are
             so
             far
             from
             repressing
             these
             
               rebellious
               inclinations
               ,
            
             that
             they
             give
             all
             incouragement
             unto
             them
             ,
             leaving
             the
             reigns
             ,
             and
             using
             all
             provocations
             to
             further
             them
             ;
             bad
             by
             
               nature
               ,
            
             worse
             by
             
               art
               ,
               education
               ,
            
             and
             a
             
               perverse
               will
            
             of
             their
             own
             ;
             they
             follow
             on
             wheresoever
             
             their
             
               unbridled
               affections
            
             will
             transport
             them
             ,
             doing
             all
             out
             of
             
               self-will
               ,
            
             casting
             
               reason
            
             at
             their
             heels
             ;
             this
             
               stubborn-will
            
             of
             theirs
             perverts
             judgement
             ,
             which
             sees
             and
             knows
             what
             should
             and
             ought
             to
             be
             done
             ,
             and
             yet
             will
             not
             do
             it
             ,
             slaves
             to
             their
             
               lusts
            
             and
             
               appetite
               ,
            
             they
             precipitate
             and
             plunge
             themselves
             into
             a
             Labyrinth
             of
             cares
             blinded
             with
             
               lust
               .
            
          
           
             
               For
               her
               they
               do
               depart
               even
               from
               their
               reason
               ,
            
             
               Bids
               welcome
               unto
               Manacles
               and
               Prison
               :
            
             
               In
               sharpest
               torments
               think
               themselves
               at
               ease
               ,
            
             
               So
               they
               thereby
               their
               fair
               Saint
               shall
               please
               ;
            
             
               And
               all
               without
               expectance
               of
               reward
               ;
            
             
               To
               
                 love
              
               her
               is
               the
               honour
               they
               regard
               .
            
          
           
             But
             if
             this
             be
             
               Love
               ,
            
             heaven
             shield
             us
             from
             it
             ,
             and
             preserve
             our
             eye-sight
             .
          
           
             This
             
               love
            
             gathereth
             its
             heat
             ,
             and
             redoubleth
             its
             force
             by
             
               hope
               ,
            
             which
             inflameth
             with
             the
             soft
             and
             gentle
             aire
             thereof
             our
             
               foolish
               desires
               ,
            
             kindleth
             in
             our
             
               mindes
            
             a
             fire
             from
             whence
             ariseth
             a
             thick
             smoak
             ,
             which
             blindeth
             our
             
               understanding
               ,
            
             carryeth
             with
             it
             our
             
               thoughts
               ,
            
             holds
             them
             hanging
             in
             the
             clouds
             ,
             and
             makes
             us
             dream
             waking
             .
          
           
             
               Although
               she
               be
               all
               soveraignty
               ,
            
             
               As
               high
               as
               heaven
               ,
               and
               be
               a
               Deity
               :
            
             
               Yet
               still
               my
               high-blown
               
                 hopes
              
               will
               have
               the
               glory
               ,
            
             
               To
               enterprise
               an
               act
               beyond
               all
               story
               .
            
          
           
             If
             you
             narrowly
             survey
             the
             
               Palace
            
             of
             this
             
               amorous
               passion
            
             (
             the
             plague
             and
             frenzie
             of
             the
             soul
             )
             you
             shall
             
             finde
             it
             to
             be
             built
             all
             upon
             
               hopes
               .
            
             The
             
               Staires
            
             are
             of
             
               ice
               ,
            
             made
             in
             such
             wise
             ,
             that
             he
             who
             most
             ascendeth
             ,
             most
             descendeth
             ;
             the
             
               Hals
               ,
               Chambers
               ,
            
             and
             
               Wardrobes
               ,
            
             are
             all
             furnished
             and
             hanged
             with
             
               idlenesse
               ,
               dreams
               ,
               desires
            
             and
             
               inconstancies
               ;
            
             the
             
               Seats
            
             and
             
               Chaires
            
             are
             made
             of
             
               false
               contentment
               .
            
             It
             hath
             
               affliction
               ,
               torment
               ,
            
             and
             
               fraud
            
             for
             
               engineers
               ;
               uncertainty
               ,
               fear
               ,
               false
               opinion
            
             and
             
               distrust
            
             for
             
               guard
               .
            
             The
             
               Court
            
             being
             all
             composed
             of
             
               heartlesse
               ,
               soft
               ,
            
             and
             
               effeminate
               men
               ;
            
             the
             
               Counsellors
            
             are
             
               lying
            
             and
             
               deceit
               ;
            
             and
             the
             
               Steward
               ,
               suspicion
               .
            
             It
             is
             a
             play-game
             wherewith
             Nature
             busieth
             our
             
               mindes
               ;
            
             contrarywise
             when
             
               despair
            
             is
             once
             londged
             neer
             us
             ,
             it
             torments
             our
             
               souls
            
             in
             such
             a
             sort
             ,
             with
             an
             opinion
             of
             
               never
               obtaining
            
             that
             we
             desire
             ,
             that
             all
             businesse
             besides
             must
             yeeld
             unto
             it
             .
             And
             for
             the
             
               love
            
             of
             that
             which
             we
             think
             never
             to
             obtain
             ,
             we
             lose
             even
             the
             rest
             of
             whatsoever
             we
             possesse
             .
             This
             
               passion
            
             is
             like
             unto
             little
             children
             ,
             who
             to
             be
             revenged
             of
             him
             who
             hath
             taken
             one
             of
             their
             play
             games
             from
             them
             ,
             cast
             the
             rest
             into
             the
             fire
             .
             It
             is
             angry
             with
             it self
             ,
             and
             requireth
             of
             its
             self
             the
             punishment
             of
             its
             own
             folly
             and
             (
             seeming
             )
             felicity
             ;
             and
             hence
             it
             is
             ,
             that
             many
             
               despairing
            
             of
             ever
             having
             them
             whom
             they
             
               affect
               ,
            
             make
             themselves
             away
             either
             by
             strangling
             or
             drowning
             ,
             or
             some
             such
             like
             miserable
             end
             ,
             or
             continually
             deploring
             their
             dysasterous
             condition
             .
          
           
             
               Plant
               me
               where
               nothing
               growes
               but
               cruelty
               ,
            
             
               '
               Amongst
               
                 Lions
                 ,
                 Bears
                 ,
              
               and
               other
               savage
               Beasts
               ;
            
             
               To
               see
               if
               they
               that
               mercy
               will
               deny
               ,
            
             
               Which
               I
               in
               vain
               implore
               from
               humane
               breasts
               .
            
          
           
           
             How
             justly
             are
             those
             cruel
             Ladies
             to
             be
             condemned
             ,
             who
             being
             rich
             in
             
               beauty
            
             (
             scorning
             art
             )
             suffer
             their
             
               loyall
               amorists
            
             to
             die
             for
             
               love
            
             of
             them
             unpityed
             .
             They
             are
             so
             
               nice
            
             they
             
               scorn
            
             all
             
               Suitors
               ,
            
             crucifie
             their
             poor
             
               enamoratoes
               ,
            
             and
             think
             no body
             good
             enough
             for
             them
             ,
             as
             dainty
             to
             please
             ,
             as
             
               Daphne
            
             herself
             ;
             they
             take
             a
             pride
             to
             prank
             up
             themselves
             ,
             to
             make
             
               young
               men
               enamored
               :
            
             but
             't
             is
             a
             lamentable
             thing
             to
             see
             a
             silly
             soul
             so
             profuse
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             as
             to
             confer
             it
             upon
             such
             ingrate
             and
             disdainful
             Women
             ▪
             as
             if
             one
             took
             delight
             to
             feed
             and
             flatter
             Owles
             .
             And
             on
             the
             other
             side
             (
             to
             make
             neither
             barrell
             better
             herring
             )
             some
             young
             men
             are
             so
             obstinate
             ,
             and
             as
             curious
             in
             their
             choise
             ,
             and
             tyrannically
             proud
             ,
             insulting
             ,
             deceitful
             and
             false
             hearted
             .
             Therefore
             let
             these
             go
             together
             ,
             for
             
               love
            
             and
             
               hanging
            
             go
             by
             
               destiny
               .
            
          
           
             Yet
             there
             are
             some
             
               feminine
               humours
            
             so
             tractable
             ,
             that
             they
             are
             won
             with
             a
             small
             intreaty
             ,
             according
             to
             that
             of
             the
             
               Comedian
               ,
               Such
               rape
               thou
               act'st
               upon
               my
               soul
               ,
               and
               with
               such
               pleasing
               violence
               dost
               inforce
               it
               ,
               that
               when
               it
               should
               resist
               ,
               it
               tamely
               yeelds
               ;
            
             making
             a
             kinde
             of
             haste
             to
             be
             undone
             ,
             as
             if
             the
             victory
             were
             losse
             ,
             and
             conquest
             came
             by
             overthrow
             .
          
           
             
               Wounded
               with
               
                 Love
                 ,
              
               they
               yeeld
               up
               Natures
               treasure
               ,
            
             
               To
               be
               all
               ransackt
               at
               the
               victors
               pleasure
               .
            
          
           
             There
             are
             others
             ,
             who
             are
             more
             taken
             with
             a
             soothing
             observance
             ,
             or
             handsome
             congie
             making
             ,
             then
             all
             the
             fair
             qualities
             or
             good
             parts
             can
             be
             in
             a
             Man
             ,
             or
             the
             faithfullest
             service
             can
             be
             rendered
             them
             .
             There
             are
             others
             ,
             who
             lay
             snares
             and
             keep
             alwayes
             a
             kinde
             of
             order
             in
             the
             receit
             of
             such
             as
             they
             intend
             to
             
             in
             register
             in
             the
             number
             of
             their
             subjects
             .
             But
             at
             length
             ,
             this
             
               Idalian
            
             fire
             kindles
             in
             them
             ,
             and
             then
             are
             they
             unable
             to
             suffer
             the
             absence
             of
             their
             
               Lover
               ,
            
             yet
             modesty
             will
             not
             suffer
             them
             to
             intrrude
             into
             his
             presence
             ,
             they
             desire
             with
             all
             impatience
             to
             see
             him
             ,
             yet
             shun
             all
             occasions
             of
             seeing
             him
             ,
             seeking
             and
             fearing
             in
             one
             and
             the
             same
             time
             to
             meet
             him
             ,
             a
             troublesome
             
               passion
               ,
            
             that
             brings
             them
             to
             will
             and
             not
             to
             will
             in
             the
             same
             time
             one
             and
             the
             same
             thing
             .
             She
             is
             peevish
             and
             sick
             till
             she
             see
             him
             ,
             discontent
             ,
             heavy
             ,
             sad
             ,
             and
             why
             comes
             he
             not
             ?
             where
             is
             he
             ?
             why
             bteaks
             he
             promise
             ?
             why
             tarries
             he
             so
             long
             ?
             sure
             he
             is
             not
             well
             ;
             he
             hath
             some
             mischance
             certainly
             ,
             he
             forgets
             himself
             and
             me
             .
             And
             when
             he
             comes
             ,
             then
             with
             a
             seeming
             coynesse
             she
             looks
             upon
             him
             ,
             with
             a
             cold
             look
             ,
             though
             she
             be
             all
             flame
             within
             .
          
           
             Some
             are
             as
             
               Sappho
               ,
            
             who
             was
             subtle
             to
             allure
             ,
             and
             slippery
             to
             deceive
             ,
             having
             their
             hearts
             made
             of
             wax
             ,
             ready
             to
             receive
             every
             impression
             ,
             not
             content
             till
             they
             have
             as
             many
             
               Lovers
            
             as
             their
             hearts
             have
             entrances
             for
             
               Love
               ,
            
             their
             hearts
             being
             like
             
               Pumice
               stones
               ,
            
             light
             and
             full
             of
             holes
             .
          
           
             Some
             are
             as
             inconstant
             as
             
               Cressida
               ,
            
             that
             ,
             be
             
               Troylus
            
             never
             so
             true
             ,
             yet
             out
             of
             sight
             out
             of
             minde
             ;
             and
             so
             soon
             as
             
               D●omede
            
             begins
             to
             
               court
               ,
            
             she
             like
             
               Venetian
               traffick
               ,
            
             is
             for
             his
             penny
             currant
             ,
             
               à
               currendo
               ,
            
             sterling
             coyne
             ;
             passable
             from
             man
             to
             man
             in
             way
             of
             exchange
             .
          
           
             Others
             are
             as
             
               Lydia
            
             cruell
             ,
             whose
             hearts
             are
             hammered
             in
             the
             forge
             of
             pride
             ,
             thinking
             themselves
             too
             good
             for
             all
             ,
             (
             when
             as
             in
             truth
             they
             are
             too
             bad
             for
             any
             )
             and
             none
             worthy
             of
             them
             ,
             
             and
             oft-times
             nestling
             all
             day
             with
             the
             
               Beetle
               ,
            
             are
             at
             night
             contented
             with
             a
             Cowsherd
             for
             a
             shelter
             .
             These
             have
             eyes
             of
             
               Basilisks
            
             that
             are
             prejudiciall
             to
             every
             object
             ,
             and
             hearts
             of
             
               Adamant
            
             not
             any
             way
             to
             be
             pierced
             .
          
           
             Some
             are
             as
             if
             they
             were
             votaries
             unto
             
               Venus
               ,
            
             and
             at
             their
             nativities
             had
             no
             other
             influence
             ,
             take
             no
             pleasure
             but
             in
             
               amorous
               passions
               ,
            
             no
             delight
             but
             in
             
               Madrigals
            
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             wetting
             
               Cupids
            
             wings
             with
             Rose-water
             ,
             and
             tricking
             up
             his
             Quiver
             with
             sweet
             perfumes
             ;
             they
             set
             out
             their
             
               faces
               ,
            
             as
             Fowlers
             doe
             their
             Daring-glasses
             ,
             that
             the
             
               Larkes
            
             that
             sore
             highest
             may
             stoop
             lowest
             ;
             as
             soon
             as
             the
             
               poor
               loving
               fools
            
             are
             wrapped
             within
             their
             nets
             ,
             then
             they
             sue
             with
             signes
             and
             plead
             with
             Sonnets
             ,
             faign
             tears
             ,
             and
             paint
             out
             
               passions
            
             to
             win
             her
             ,
             that
             seeming
             to
             be
             coy
             comes
             at
             the
             first
             lure
             .
          
           
             There
             ate
             others
             taken
             as
             Schoole
             boyes
             catch
             
               Squirrels
               ,
            
             hunting
             them
             up
             and
             down
             till
             they
             be
             weary
             and
             fall
             down
             before
             them
             .
          
           
             
               All
               melted
               in
               
                 pure
                 love
              
               languidly
               sweet
               ,
            
             
               She
               lets
               her self
               fall
               at
               the
               Victors
               feet
               .
            
          
           
             The
             coyest
             she
             that
             is
             may
             be
             won
             by
             fair
             opportunity
             ,
             being
             the
             strongest
             plea
             in
             the
             
               Court
            
             of
             
               Venus
               ,
            
             able
             to
             overthrow
             her
             be
             she
             never
             so
             coy
             ;
             (
             for
             it
             is
             more
             easie
             for
             some
             Maides
             to
             suffer
             themselves
             to
             be
             martyred
             by
             Tyrants
             in
             defence
             of
             their
             Chastity
             ,
             then
             (
             if
             opportunity
             ,
             pleasing
             courtship
             and
             importunity
             serve
             )
             not
             to
             
             yield
             that
             to
             a
             
               Lover
               ,
            
             which
             they
             would
             have
             denyed
             to
             an
             Executioner
             ;
             and
             there
             are
             some
             so
             strongly
             inclined
             by
             nature
             ,
             and
             assaulted
             with
             such
             violent
             temptations
             ,
             that
             if
             they
             resist
             and
             become
             victors
             over
             
               passion
               ,
            
             may
             well
             be
             recorded
             among
             noble
             and
             heroick
             Women
             )
             yet
             time
             may
             be
             so
             elected
             ,
             that
             he
             that
             takes
             it
             wisely
             ,
             shall
             be
             sure
             never
             to
             misse
             :
             he
             that
             can
             temper
             toyes
             with
             art
             ,
             she
             being
             in
             a
             merry
             vein
             ,
             may
             bring
             that
             
               Love
            
             which
             swimmeth
             in
             her
             eyes
             ,
             to
             dive
             into
             her
             heart
             ;
             but
             other
             times
             they
             are
             so
             squeemish
             ,
             so
             skittish
             ,
             and
             demure
             ,
             that
             one
             may
             better
             catch
             and
             tame
             a
             wilde
             Horse
             ,
             then
             win
             their
             favour
             ;
             no
             not
             a
             look
             ,
             not
             a
             smile
             ,
             not
             a
             kisse
             for
             a
             Kingdome
             :
             this
             being
             one
             of
             their
             subtle
             arts
             ,
             as
             one
             wittily
             saith
             ,
             
               Quanquam
               natura
               &
               arte
               eram
               formosissima
               ,
               isto
               tamen
               astu
               tanto
               speciosior
               videbar
               ,
               quod
               enim
               oculis
               cupitum
               agrè
               praebetur
               ,
               multo
               magis
               affectus
               humanos
               incendit
               .
            
             Though
             I
             was
             by
             Nature
             and
             Art
             most
             beautifull
             ,
             yet
             by
             those
             tricks
             ,
             I
             seemed
             to
             be
             far
             more
             amiable
             then
             I
             was
             ;
             for
             that
             which
             Men
             earnestly
             seek
             and
             cannot
             attain
             ,
             draw
             on
             their
             
               affections
            
             with
             a
             most
             furious
             desire
             .
             And
             to
             gull
             their
             
               Lovers
            
             the
             more
             ,
             and
             fetch
             them
             over
             ,
             they
             will
             shew
             them
             Rings
             ,
             Gloves
             ,
             Scarffes
             ,
             &c.
             saying
             ,
             that
             such
             a
             Gallant
             sent
             them
             ,
             when
             there
             is
             no
             such
             matter
             ,
             but
             meerly
             to
             circumvent
             them
             .
             O
             the
             subtilty
             of
             Women
             to
             whet
             their
             
               Lovers
            
             appetite
             !
             they
             will
             fall
             out
             and
             quarrell
             with
             them
             on
             set
             purpose
             ,
             pick
             quarrels
             upon
             no
             occasion
             ,
             because
             they
             would
             be
             reconciled
             unto
             them
             again
             ,
             according
             to
             the
             old
             Grammar
             rule
             ,
             
               Amantium
               irae
               amoris
               redintegratio
               
               est
               .
            
             The
             falling
             out
             of
             
               Lovers
            
             is
             a
             renewing
             of
             
               love
               .
            
          
           
             The
             blunt
             Countrey
             wench
             did
             as
             eloquently
             as
             she
             could
             expresse
             her self
             in
             these
             words
             ;
             There
             is
             something
             runs
             in
             my
             minde
             ,
             I
             wish
             it
             were
             out
             ;
             but
             I
             wish
             somebody
             
               loved
            
             me
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             I
             
               love
            
             somebody
             :
             Poor
             girl
             ,
             both
             at
             milking
             ,
             walking
             ,
             and
             working
             ,
             still
             something
             troubles
             her
             :
             at
             last
             she
             cryes
             out
             ,
             Hai-ho
             ,
             for
             an
             husband
             ,
             a
             bad
             husband
             ,
             nay
             the
             worst
             that
             ever
             was
             is
             better
             then
             none
             .
             How
             earnestly
             do
             they
             seek
             marriage
             and
             are
             never
             well
             till
             they
             have
             effected
             it
             !
             O
             how
             sweet
             is
             the
             contemplation
             of
             marriage
             to
             them
             !
             And
             likewise
             we
             Batchelours
             ,
             when
             we
             see
             and
             behold
             those
             
               angelical
               faces
               ,
            
             observe
             their
             pleasant
             
               gestures
            
             and
             
               graces
               ,
            
             lend
             an
             ear
             to
             their
             
               Siren-like
               Songs
               ,
            
             see
             them
             
               dance
               ,
            
             &c.
             we
             think
             their
             
               conditions
            
             are
             as
             fine
             as
             their
             
               faces
               ,
            
             we
             are
             taken
             with
             dumb
             signes
             ,
             we
             rave
             ,
             we
             burn
             ,
             and
             how
             gladly
             would
             we
             be
             marryed
             ?
             but
             when
             we
             feel
             the
             cares
             and
             miseries
             of
             it
             ,
             then
             we
             wish
             to
             be
             single
             again
             ;
             as
             the
             story
             goes
             of
             a
             
               Good-fellow
               ,
            
             which
             whilest
             he
             was
             a
             Batchelour
             ,
             was
             a
             Boon
             companion
             ,
             and
             would
             spend
             his
             money
             freely
             ,
             and
             therefore
             with
             his
             hostess
             he
             was
             termed
             a
             
               Good-fellow
               ;
            
             but
             so
             it
             happened
             ,
             that
             at
             length
             he
             was
             marryed
             ,
             and
             coming
             not
             so
             frequently
             to
             his
             Hostess
             as
             formerly
             ,
             nor
             spending
             his
             cash
             so
             freely
             when
             he
             came
             ,
             was
             by
             one
             of
             them
             demanded
             the
             reason
             of
             this
             his
             
               unwonted
               strangenesse
               and
               great
               change
               ;
            
             who
             replying
             said
             ,
             
               I
               am
               now
               married
               ;
            
             why
             then
             quoth
             she
             ,
             
               Thou
               art
               now
               an
               honest
               Man
               ;
            
             but
             he
             sighingly
             made
             answer
             in
             these
             words
             ,
             
               Ha
               ,
               but
               if
               I
               were
               
               once
               a
               Good-fellow
               again
               ,
               I
               would
               never
               be
               an
               honest
               Man
               whilest
               I
               lived
               .
            
             If
             this
             be
             true
             ,
             as
             some
             out
             of
             disconsolate
             experience
             will
             informe
             us
             ;
             farewell
             wiving
             for
             my
             part
             .
             But
             to
             put
             a
             period
             to
             this
             Section
             ;
             Volumes
             would
             not
             be
             sufficient
             for
             him
             ,
             who
             should
             write
             all
             the
             
               passions
            
             which
             dayly
             arise
             as
             members
             from
             this
             
               passion
               ,
            
             all
             pens
             would
             be
             weak
             ,
             words
             would
             be
             dried
             up
             ,
             and
             wits
             lost
             therein
             .
          
        
         
         
           
             The
             Power
             and
             Effects
             of
             
               Love
            
             in
             Widowes
             .
          
           
             REader
             ,
             I
             pray
             thee
             smile
             ,
             but
             do
             not
             jear
             at
             my
             curiosity
             in
             describing
             the
             
               Effects
            
             of
             
               Love
            
             in
             Widowes
             (
             who
             ,
             like
             
               Heralds
            
             Herse-clothes
             ,
             serve
             to
             many
             Funerals
             with
             a
             little
             altering
             the
             colour
             )
             and
             the
             wylie
             lures
             they
             lay
             to
             bring
             on
             their
             
               Suitors
               .
            
             It
             would
             make
             a
             Dog
             laugh
             to
             hear
             how
             they
             will
             belie
             their
             age
             ,
             saying
             ,
             they
             are
             little
             past
             30
             when
             they
             have
             scarce
             a
             tooth
             in
             their
             heads
             .
             As
             one
             reports
             ,
             who
             
               loved
            
             a
             Widow
             of
             50
             years
             of
             age
             ,
             she
             swore
             she
             was
             but
             32
             the
             next
             
               December
               ,
            
             and
             't
             is
             a
             thing
             more
             familiar
             with
             stale
             Batchelours
             ;
             but
             
               Venus
               haec
               perjuria
               ridet
               :
               Venus
            
             laughes
             at
             these
             perjuries
             .
          
           
             They
             will
             artificially
             discourse
             of
             their
             former
             Husbands
             ,
             saying
             ,
             they
             have
             no
             memory
             of
             life
             ,
             unlesse
             it
             be
             to
             think
             of
             ,
             and
             to
             live
             in
             him
             ;
             thinking
             thereby
             to
             engage
             their
             
               Lovers
            
             the
             more
             ,
             and
             to
             let
             them
             see
             how
             much
             they
             doe
             deserve
             to
             be
             
               beloved
               ,
            
             in
             shewing
             them
             how
             capable
             they
             are
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             and
             how
             much
             they
             can
             cherrish
             
             the
             affections
             of
             a
             living
             Man
             ,
             since
             they
             so
             long
             retain
             those
             of
             dead
             ones
             ;
             imitating
             such
             Decoyes
             ,
             as
             to
             gain
             another
             Mans
             money
             ,
             doe
             willingly
             deposite
             some
             of
             their
             own
             .
             O
             heavens
             !
             saith
             she
             ,
             (
             relating
             her
             
               Love
            
             to
             her
             former
             Husband
             )
             how
             doe
             I
             resent
             his
             losse
             ,
             and
             have
             ever
             since
             preserv'd
             so
             lively
             a
             memory
             of
             him
             in
             my
             soul
             (
             for
             I
             did
             
               love
            
             him
             with
             most
             perfect
             
               affection
               )
            
             that
             me thinks
             I
             see
             him
             every
             hour
             before
             mine
             eyes
             ,
             and
             me thinks
             I
             hear
             him
             every
             minute
             bid
             me
             
               love
            
             him
             still
             ;
             making
             a
             dead
             Man
             a
             ground
             bait
             to
             draw
             
               Suitors
               ▪
            
             on
             ;
             delighteth
             in
             the
             multitude
             of
             them
             ;
             for
             by
             them
             she
             gaines
             :
             one
             serves
             to
             draw
             on
             another
             ,
             and
             with
             one
             at
             last
             she
             shoots
             out
             another
             ,
             as
             boyes
             do
             pellets
             in
             Elder-guns
             .
          
           
             She
             has
             a
             trick
             to
             commend
             to
             them
             a
             single
             life
             ;
             just
             as
             Horse-coursers
             do
             their
             Jades
             to
             put
             them
             away
             .
             While
             she
             is
             a
             Widow
             (
             observe
             her
             )
             she
             is
             no
             morning
             Woman
             ;
             the
             evening
             and
             a
             good
             fire
             may
             make
             her
             listen
             to
             a
             Husband
             ;
             but
             if
             ever
             she
             be
             made
             sure
             ,
             't
             is
             upon
             a
             full
             stomach
             to
             bedward
             .
          
           
             They
             (
             all
             of
             them
             )
             are
             full
             of
             suspicion
             of
             their
             
               Lovers
               ,
            
             extremely
             jealous
             ,
             lest
             they
             be
             deceived
             by
             young
             wenches
             ,
             exceeding
             hard
             to
             be
             won
             ,
             and
             very
             easily
             lost
             ,
             quickly
             offended
             ,
             but
             abominably
             hard
             to
             be
             pleased
             .
          
           
             Really
             ,
             I
             admire
             at
             those
             Men
             ,
             who
             take
             delight
             to
             Court
             Widowes
             .
             What
             a
             fantasticall
             stomach
             must
             he
             needs
             have
             ,
             that
             cannot
             eat
             of
             a
             dish
             of
             meat
             ,
             till
             another
             have
             cut
             of
             it
             ?
             Who
             would
             wash
             after
             another
             ,
             when
             he
             might
             have
             fresh
             water
             enough
             for
             asking
             ?
             or
             what
             
             a
             pitiful
             thing
             is
             it
             ,
             for
             a
             Man
             that
             is
             about
             to
             go
             a
             long
             journey
             ,
             to
             be
             tyed
             to
             Ride
             on
             a
             Beast
             that
             is
             half
             tyred
             to
             his
             hand
             ?
             Men
             will
             say
             he
             is
             benighted
             ,
             and
             is
             now
             glad
             of
             any
             Inne
             .
             Therefore
             I
             wish
             you
             never
             to
             marry
             any
             Advowson
             that
             has
             had
             other
             Incumbents
             ;
             for
             he
             that
             takes
             her
             ,
             has
             but
             a
             Reversion
             in
             taile
             ,
             and
             if
             she
             prove
             good
             ,
             he
             may
             thank
             Death
             for
             his
             aime
             ;
             if
             evill
             ,
             upbraid
             him
             ,
             and
             not
             unjustly
             for
             his
             occasion
             .
             But
             hold
             ,
             a
             Church-man
             she
             dares
             not
             venture
             upon
             ,
             for
             she
             hath
             heard
             Widowes
             complain
             of
             dilapidations
             .
             Never
             (
             with
             the
             Philosopher
             )
             drink
             of
             that
             Fountain
             another
             hath
             dyed
             in
             .
          
           
             Wherefore
             it
             is
             a
             resolution
             of
             the
             
               Spaniard
               ,
            
             of
             what
             mean
             quality
             soever
             he
             be
             ,
             he
             will
             not
             marry
             a
             Widow
             ,
             although
             she
             be
             very
             young
             and
             wealthy
             ,
             and
             it
             hath
             been
             a
             resolution
             of
             theirs
             from
             antiquity
             ,
             and
             continueth
             to
             this
             day
             :
             and
             to
             this
             effect
             one
             of
             them
             made
             this
             answer
             ,
             
               
                 I
                 will
                 no
                 Widow
                 wed
                 ,
                 my
                 reason's
                 sound
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 'le
                 drink
                 no
                 water
                 wherein
                 one
                 was
                 drown'd
                 .
              
            
          
           
             He
             that
             takes
             her
             halfe
             worne
             ,
             makes
             account
             she
             hath
             that
             will
             pay
             for
             new
             dressing
             ;
             she
             seems
             to
             promise
             security
             in
             her
             peace
             ,
             yet
             invites
             many
             times
             to
             a
             troublesome
             estate
             ;
             when
             the
             conquest
             atchieved
             ,
             scarce
             countervails
             the
             Wars
             ,
             the
             principall
             of
             her
             
               love
            
             is
             perished
             with
             the
             use
             .
          
           
           
             But
             (
             indeed
             )
             rich
             Widowes
             were
             ordained
             for
             younger
             brothers
             ;
             for
             they
             being
             born
             to
             no
             Lands
             ,
             must
             plough
             in
             another
             Mans
             soil
             .
             But
             I
             expect
             no
             thanks
             from
             them
             for
             this
             ,
             having
             trespassed
             a
             little
             too
             much
             upon
             their
             patience
             .
             Wherefore
             I
             will
             proceed
             on
             to
             the
             next
             Chapter
             ;
             and
             discover
             to
             you
             the
             
               Signes
               of
               Love
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             The
             Signes
             of
             
               Love
               .
            
          
           
             HAving
             entered
             thus
             far
             within
             this
             
               melancholy
               Devils
               territories
               ;
            
             It
             is
             our
             purpose
             to
             set
             before
             thee
             (
             Courteous
             Reader
             )
             in
             this
             Section
             (
             as
             in
             a
             glasse
             )
             a
             clear
             representation
             and
             image
             of
             a
             
               Love-sick
               soul
               ,
            
             and
             an
             account
             of
             those
             
               various
               gestures
               ,
            
             and
             
               actions
               Lovers
            
             have
             ,
             as
             few
             Books
             of
             this
             nature
             do
             so
             copiously
             demonstrate
             .
             
               Love
            
             though
             it
             be
             never
             so
             close
             and
             kept
             private
             ,
             may
             be
             discovered
             ,
             if
             prudence
             and
             artifice
             be
             used
             .
             Yet
             I
             wish
             every
             one
             ,
             who
             deposites
             his
             judgement
             in
             the
             discovering
             of
             an
             
               enamorato
               ,
            
             not
             rashly
             to
             give
             credit
             to
             one
             testimony
             of
             
               contingent
               signes
               ,
            
             but
             joyn
             many
             ,
             and
             consider
             them
             together
             for
             the
             perfection
             of
             your
             judgement
             ;
             therefore
             
               Aristotle
            
             adviseth
             ,
             
               Vni
               signo
               non
               fidendum
               ,
               sed
               pluribus
               inter
               se
               collatis
               .
            
             And
             first
             ,
             how
             it
             may
             be
             discovered
             by
             
               Physiognomie
               .
            
          
           
             We
             commonly
             call
             
               Physiognomie
            
             the
             
               science
               ,
            
             whereby
             Men
             judge
             of
             the
             
               nature
               ,
               complexion
            
             and
             
               manners
            
             of
             every
             one
             ,
             by
             the
             
               contemplation
            
             of
             all
             the
             
               members
            
             of
             the
             
               body
               ,
            
             and
             chiefly
             of
             the
             
               face
            
             and
             
               countenance
               :
            
             but
             there
             is
             no
             
               Physiognomie
            
             so
             certain
             ,
             as
             that
             we
             are
             about
             to
             touch
             ,
             whereby
             Men
             may
             be
             easily
             convinced
             of
             that
             which
             they
             think
             to
             hide
             in
             their
             hearts
             ,
             which
             notwithstanding
             is
             quickly
             discovered
             
             in
             their
             
               countenances
               ,
            
             as
             if
             we
             read
             it
             in
             a
             Book
             ;
             according
             to
             
               Ovid
               ;
            
             
               
                 Heu
                 quam
                 difficile
                 est
                 crimen
                 non
                 prodere
                 vultu
                 !
              
            
             
               
                 How
                 hard
                 is
                 it
                 a
                 fault
                 with
                 face
                 not
                 to
                 bewray
                 ?
              
            
             And
             to
             the
             same
             effect
             ,
             the
             
               Wise
               man
            
             saith
             ,
             Ecclus.
             13.
             26.
             
             
               Cor
               hominis
               immutat
               faciem
               sive
               in
               bono
               sive
               in
               malo
               :
            
             The
             heat
             of
             Man
             changeth
             his
             
               countenance
               ,
            
             whether
             in
             good
             or
             evill
             ;
             for
             in
             
               anger
            
             and
             
               fear
            
             we
             see
             Men
             ,
             either
             extreme
             
               pale
            
             or
             
               high
               coloured
               ;
            
             in
             
               melancholy
            
             and
             
               sadnesse
               ,
            
             the
             
               eyes
            
             are
             
               heavie
               ;
            
             in
             
               joy
            
             and
             
               pleasure
               ,
            
             the
             
               motions
            
             of
             the
             
               eyes
            
             are
             
               lively
            
             and
             
               pleasant
               ,
            
             according
             to
             the
             Diverb
             ,
             
               Cor
               gaudens
               exhilarat
               animum
               ;
            
             A
             rejoycing
             
               heart
            
             maketh
             merry
             the
             
               face
               .
            
             And
             it
             is
             a
             received
             opinion
             ,
             that
             
               Vultus
               est
               index
               animi
               ;
            
             the
             
               countenance
            
             is
             the
             discoverer
             of
             the
             
               minde
               .
            
             So
             that
             one
             affirmes
             that
             those
             that
             are
             in
             
               Love
               ,
               semper
               conniventes
               ,
            
             have
             a
             
               continuall
               motion
            
             or
             
               winking
            
             with
             their
             
               eye-lids
               .
               Tears
            
             are
             
               signums
            
             of
             this
             
               passion
               ,
            
             which
             may
             be
             observed
             by
             the
             
               Poets
            
             so
             often
             representing
             unto
             us
             
               Lovers
               weeping
            
             and
             
               lamenting
               ▪
            
             because
             
               Love
            
             is
             delighted
             in
             
               tears
               ;
            
             but
             this
             
               signe
            
             is
             not
             
               pathognomical
               ,
            
             nor
             very
             certain
             ,
             especially
             in
             Women
             ,
             who
             have
             the
             command
             of
             their
             
               tears
               ,
            
             and
             can
             unsluce
             the
             floudgates
             of
             their
             
               eye
            
             when
             they
             please
             .
          
           
             But
             as
             this
             
               passion
            
             enters
             first
             into
             the
             
               internall
               parts
            
             by
             the
             
               eyes
               ;
            
             so
             they
             send
             forth
             the
             first
             assured
             and
             undoubted
             
               tokens
            
             of
             the
             same
             (
             for
             there
             is
             no
             
               passion
            
             but
             some
             particular
             gesture
             of
             the
             
               eyes
            
             declare
             it
             )
             :
             So
             soon
             as
             ever
             the
             
               malady
            
             hath
             seized
             upon
             the
             
               patient
               ,
            
             it
             causeth
             a
             certain
             kinde
             of
             
               modest
               cast
            
             of
             the
             
               eyes
               ;
            
             but
             if
             it
             begin
             to
             get
             strength
             
             upon
             the
             
               party
               ,
            
             then
             the
             
               eyes
            
             begin
             to
             grow
             hollow
             and
             dry
             ,
             and
             you
             may
             observe
             them
             to
             stand
             ,
             as
             if
             they
             were
             in
             some
             deep
             contemplation
             ,
             or
             else
             were
             fixed
             in
             beholding
             something
             that
             much
             delights
             them
             .
             
               Jonadab
            
             discovered
             by
             the
             languishing
             
               countenance
            
             of
             
               Amnon
               ,
               Davids
            
             son
             ,
             that
             he
             was
             in
             
               love
            
             with
             some
             great
             Princesse
             or
             personage
             .
             The
             hair
             of
             his
             eye-browes
             stand
             upright
             and
             grow
             hard
             ,
             he
             rubs
             his
             
               eyes
            
             very
             much
             as
             though
             he
             were
             sleepy
             ,
             he
             rols
             his
             
               eyes
            
             much
             .
             His
             
               eyes
            
             are
             all
             white
             ,
             either
             to
             weare
             the
             livery
             of
             his
             Mistresse
             
               complexion
               ,
            
             or
             to
             keep
             
               Cupid
            
             from
             hitting
             the
             black
             .
          
           
             Hair
             growing
             thick
             behind
             the
             ears
             ,
             and
             besides
             the
             temples
             ,
             is
             a
             signe
             of
             a
             vehement
             inclination
             to
             
               love
               .
               Valescus
               de
               Tarenta
            
             the
             most
             famous
             Physitian
             of
             his
             age
             ,
             observes
             the
             chopping
             of
             
               lips
            
             in
             Women
             to
             be
             a
             sign
             of
             their
             inclination
             to
             this
             malady
             ;
             for
             that
             it
             denotes
             the
             intemperate
             heat
             of
             the
             matrix
             .
             They
             cannot
             endure
             to
             look
             any
             in
             the
             face
             ,
             because
             they
             think
             ,
             that
             through
             their
             eyes
             they
             see
             their
             hearts
             .
          
           
             His
             
               armes
            
             are
             carelesly
             used
             ,
             as
             if
             their
             best
             use
             were
             nothing
             but
             
               imbracements
               .
            
             He
             is
             untrust
             ,
             unbuttoned
             ,
             ungartered
             ,
             not
             out
             of
             carelesnesse
             ,
             but
             care
             ;
             his
             farthest
             end
             being
             but
             going
             to
             bed
             .
             Her
             
               favours
            
             lift
             him
             up
             as
             the
             Sun
             doth
             moisture
             ;
             when
             she
             
               disfavours
               ,
            
             unable
             to
             hold
             that
             happinesse
             ,
             it
             fals
             down
             in
             tears
             .
             If
             you
             aske
             him
             a
             question
             ,
             he
             answers
             not
             ,
             or
             not
             to
             the
             purpose
             ;
             and
             no
             wonder
             ,
             for
             he
             is
             not
             at
             home
             ,
             his
             thoughts
             being
             gone
             a
             wool-gathering
             with
             his
             Mistresse
             .
             Stragling
             
               thoughts
            
             are
             his
             content
             ,
             they
             make
             him
             dream
             waking
             .
             Speak
             to
             him
             ,
             he
             hears
             with
             his
             
               eyes
               ,
               eares
            
             follow
             his
             
               minde
               ,
            
             and
             that
             's
             not
             at
             leasure
             .
          
           
           
             
               Ovid
            
             saith
             ,
             that
             palenesse
             is
             a
             constant
             colour
             with
             
               Lovers
               .
            
             
               
                 Pallidus
                 omnis
                 amans
                 ,
                 color
                 hic
                 est
                 aptus
                 amanti
                 .
              
            
          
           
             One
             trembles
             at
             the
             sight
             of
             his
             
               Mistresse
               ,
               tremor
               cordis
               ,
            
             palpitations
             of
             the
             heart
             ;
             another
             sweats
             ,
             blowes
             short
             ,
             his
             heart
             is
             at
             his
             mouth
             ,
             leapes
             ,
             he
             burns
             ,
             freezes
             ,
             and
             sometimes
             through
             violent
             agitation
             of
             the
             spirits
             bleeds
             at
             nose
             .
             He
             denies
             nature
             her
             due
             in
             sleep
             ,
             and
             payes
             her
             with
             watchfulnesse
             ,
             he
             lies
             upon
             a
             bed
             of
             thornes
             ,
             he
             has
             no
             order
             or
             equality
             at
             all
             in
             his
             gestures
             ,
             motions
             or
             actions
             ;
             he
             thinks
             of
             businesse
             ,
             but
             never
             does
             any
             ;
             he
             is
             all
             contemplation
             and
             no
             action
             ;
             nothing
             pleases
             him
             long
             ,
             but
             that
             which
             pleaseth
             his
             own
             fancy
             .
             They
             are
             the
             consuming
             evils
             ,
             and
             evill
             consumptions
             that
             consume
             him
             alive
             .
             He
             perpetually
             sighes
             to
             the
             hazzard
             of
             his
             buttons
             ,
             and
             complaines
             without
             any
             evident
             cause
             .
          
           
             
               Poor
               soul
               ,
               he
               is
               inflam'd
               with
               fits
               of
               
                 Love
                 ,
              
            
             
               So
               violently
               hot
               ,
               as
               they
               do
               move
            
             
               His
               pulse
               to
               beat
               a
               Madmans
               temper
               :
               he
            
             
               Does
               sigh
               ,
               does
               langish
               ,
               and
               half
               dead
               is
               he
               ,
            
             
               And
               ever
               in
               such
               violencies
               swell
               ,
            
             
               As
               aske
               him
               what
               he
               ailes
               ,
               he
               cannot
               tell
               .
            
          
           
             As
             the
             old
             Woman
             catechized
             her
             Son
             
               Mullidor
               ;
            
             Thy
             
               cheeks
            
             are
             lean
             ,
             and
             now
             thou
             looks
             like
             
               Leuton
            
             pale
             and
             wan
             ,
             I
             saw
             thy
             stomach
             to
             night
             ,
             thou
             art
             not
             thine
             own
             Man
             ;
             thou
             hadst
             of
             late
             (
             God
             save
             thee
             )
             a
             lovely
             plump
             pair
             of
             cheeks
             ,
             and
             now
             thou
             looks
             like
             a
             shotten
             Herring
             .
             Tell
             me
             
               Mullidor
               ,
            
             and
             fear
             not
             to
             tell
             me
             ,
             for
             thou
             tellest
             it
             to
             thy
             Mother
             ,
             what
             ailest
             
             thou
             ?
             is
             it
             a
             grief
             of
             
               body
               ,
            
             or
             of
             
               minde
               ,
            
             that
             keeps
             thee
             on
             the
             Holy-dayes
             from
             frisking
             at
             the
             foot-ball
             ?
             thou
             art
             not
             as
             thou
             wert
             wont
             ,
             and
             therefore
             say
             what
             thou
             ailest
             ,
             and
             thou
             shalt
             see
             old
             Women
             have
             good
             counsell
             .
             At
             these
             speeches
             of
             his
             Mother
             ,
             
               Mullidor
            
             fetched
             a
             great
             sigh
             ;
             and
             with
             that
             ,
             being
             after
             supper
             ,
             he
             brake
             winde
             ;
             which
             his
             Mother
             hearing
             ,
             Oh
             Son
             (
             quoth
             she
             )
             it
             is
             the
             Colick
             that
             troubles
             thee
             ,
             to
             bed
             man
             ,
             to
             bed
             ,
             and
             we
             will
             have
             a
             warme
             Pot
             lid
             .
             The
             Colick
             Mother
             ,
             no
             ,
             't
             is
             a
             disease
             that
             all
             the
             cunning
             Women
             in
             the
             Countrey
             cannot
             cure
             ,
             and
             strangely
             it
             holds
             me
             ;
             for
             sometimes
             it
             holds
             me
             in
             my
             head
             ,
             and
             sometimes
             in
             mine
             eyes
             ;
             my
             heart
             ,
             my
             heart
             ,
             oh
             there
             (
             Mother
             )
             it
             plays
             the
             Devill
             in
             a
             Morter
             ;
             sometimes
             it
             is
             like
             a
             frost
             ,
             cold
             ;
             sometimes
             like
             a
             fire
             ,
             hot
             ;
             when
             I
             should
             sleep
             ,
             then
             it
             makes
             me
             wake
             ;
             when
             I
             should
             eat
             ,
             then
             it
             troubles
             my
             stomach
             ;
             when
             I
             am
             alone
             ,
             it
             makes
             me
             cry
             right-out
             ,
             I
             can
             wet
             one
             of
             my
             new
             Lockeram
             napkins
             with
             weeping
             .
             It
             came
             to
             me
             by
             a
             great
             chance
             ;
             for
             as
             I
             looked
             on
             a
             fair
             flower
             ,
             a
             thing
             I
             know
             not
             what
             ,
             crept
             in
             at
             mine
             eyes
             ,
             and
             ran
             round
             about
             all
             my
             veins
             ,
             and
             at
             last
             got
             into
             my
             heart
             ,
             and
             there
             ever
             since
             hath
             remained
             ,
             and
             there
             (
             Mother
             )
             so
             wrings
             me
             that
             
               Mullidor
            
             must
             die
             ,
             and
             with
             that
             he
             fell
             on
             weeping
             .
             His
             Mother
             seeing
             him
             shed
             tears
             ,
             fell
             to
             her
             hempen
             apron
             ,
             and
             wip't
             her
             bleared
             eyes
             ,
             and
             at
             last
             demanded
             of
             him
             if
             it
             were
             not
             
               Love
               .
            
             At
             that
             question
             ,
             he
             hung
             down
             his
             head
             and
             sighed
             .
             Ah
             my
             Son
             (
             quoth
             she
             )
             now
             I
             see
             't
             is
             
               Love
               ,
            
             for
             he
             is
             such
             a
             sneaking
             fellow
             ,
             that
             if
             he
             but
             leap
             in
             at
             the
             eye-lid
             ,
             he
             dives
             down
             into
             the
             heart
             ,
             and
             there
             rests
             as
             cold
             as
             a
             stone
             ,
             and
             yet
             touch
             him
             and
             he
             will
             screek
             .
          
           
           
             
               Erasistratus
            
             discovered
             the
             
               love
            
             of
             
               Antiochus
            
             to
             his
             Step-mother
             ,
             for
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             she
             entered
             the
             Chamber
             ,
             his
             colour
             changed
             ,
             his
             speech
             stopped
             ,
             his
             looks
             were
             pleasant
             ,
             his
             face
             burned
             ,
             and
             he
             was
             all
             in
             a
             sweat
             ,
             his
             pulse
             beat
             very
             disorderly
             ,
             and
             lastly
             his
             heart
             failed
             him
             ;
             with
             other
             such
             like
             symptomes
             ,
             which
             are
             wont
             to
             appear
             in
             
               melancholy
               lovers
               .
               Galen
            
             saith
             ,
             that
             by
             these
             forementioned
             signes
             joyned
             together
             ,
             he
             discovered
             the
             miserable
             doting
             of
             the
             wife
             of
             
               Justus
            
             upon
             
               Pylades
               ,
            
             because
             saith
             he
             ,
             at
             the
             naming
             of
             
               Pylades
               ,
            
             her
             colour
             changed
             from
             white
             to
             red
             ,
             and
             from
             red
             to
             white
             ,
             
               alternis
               vicibus
               ,
            
             her
             pulse
             beat
             unequally
             and
             with
             divers
             motions
             .
             It
             is
             undeniable
             ,
             but
             that
             a
             
               passionate
               Lover
            
             may
             be
             known
             by
             the
             pulse
             ,
             by
             reason
             of
             the
             stirrings
             of
             the
             spirits
             ;
             for
             which
             cause
             ,
             saith
             
               Avicen
               ,
            
             if
             one
             would
             know
             the
             name
             of
             such
             a
             ones
             Mistresse
             ,
             he
             must
             feel
             his
             pulse
             ,
             and
             at
             the
             same
             instant
             name
             the
             party
             whom
             he
             suspects
             to
             be
             the
             cause
             of
             his
             malady
             ,
             and
             take
             some
             occasion
             or
             other
             to
             commend
             her
             
               beauty
               ,
               sweetnesse
            
             of
             
               behaviour
               ,
               attire
               ,
            
             or
             
               qualities
            
             of
             the
             
               minde
               ;
            
             for
             at
             the
             same
             time
             ,
             
               Pulsus
               diversicabitur
               in
               varietate
               magna
               ,
               &
               fiet
               similis
               intersecto
               ;
            
             you
             shall
             perceive
             (
             saith
             he
             )
             a
             strange
             alteration
             in
             the
             motion
             of
             the
             pulse
             ,
             and
             it
             will
             be
             very
             unequall
             ,
             swift
             and
             often
             interrupted
             .
          
           
             Mr.
             
               Burton
            
             in
             his
             
               Anatomy
               of
               Melancholy
            
             saith
             ,
             the
             best
             conjectures
             are
             taken
             ,
             from
             such
             symptomes
             as
             appear
             when
             the
             parties
             are
             both
             present
             ,
             all
             their
             
               speeches
               ,
               amorous
               glances
               ,
               actions
               ,
            
             and
             
               gestures
            
             will
             bewray
             them
             ,
             they
             cannot
             contain
             themselves
             ,
             but
             they
             will
             be
             still
             
               kissing
               ,
               joyning
               hands
               ,
               treading
               on
               one
               anothers
               toes
               ,
               embracing
               ,
               pinching
               ,
               diving
               into
               their
               bosoms
               ,
            
             &c.
             
             Though
             it
             be
             so
             that
             they
             cannot
             come
             neer
             and
             have
             the
             opportunity
             to
             
               dally
               ,
            
             yet
             if
             they
             be
             
             in
             presence
             ,
             their
             
               eyes
            
             will
             bewray
             them
             :
             
               Ubi
               amor
               ,
               ibi
               oculus
               ,
            
             where
             I
             look
             I
             like
             ,
             and
             where
             I
             like
             I
             
               love
               .
            
             They
             will
             be
             still
             
               gazing
               ,
               staring
               ,
               winking
               ,
               nodding
               ,
               stealing
               faces
               ,
               smiling
            
             and
             
               glancing
            
             at
             her
             ,
             with
             much
             eagernesse
             and
             greedinesse
             ,
             as
             if
             their
             eyes
             should
             never
             be
             satisfied
             with
             seeing
             her
             .
          
           
             It
             is
             affirmed
             by
             some
             ,
             that
             those
             that
             are
             sick
             of
             
               love
               melancholy
               ,
            
             are
             generally
             
               lean
            
             throughout
             the
             whole
             body
             ,
             
               facit
               amor
               maciem
               ,
            
             as
             well
             by
             reason
             of
             their
             little
             eating
             and
             drinking
             ,
             as
             also
             for
             their
             bad
             digestion
             ,
             by
             reason
             that
             the
             spirits
             ,
             and
             natural
             heat
             are
             withdrawn
             from
             the
             stomach
             to
             the
             brain
             .
             Another
             will
             have
             
               leannesse
            
             to
             be
             caused
             in
             a
             
               Lover
               ,
            
             by
             reason
             of
             too
             much
             intention
             of
             the
             
               minde
               ,
               pensivenesse
            
             and
             
               anxietie
               ;
            
             the
             
               Lover
            
             loseth
             the
             fulnesse
             of
             flesh
             ,
             and
             good
             liking
             of
             his
             body
             ,
             that
             before
             he
             enjoyed
             .
             A
             third
             will
             have
             
               leannesse
            
             caused
             in
             
               Lovers
               ,
            
             by
             a
             direction
             of
             vitall
             heat
             from
             the
             
               circumference
            
             to
             the
             
               Center
               ,
            
             thereby
             consuming
             the
             vitall
             spirits
             ,
             drying
             the
             body
             and
             causing
             
               leannesse
               .
            
          
           
             They
             are
             troubled
             with
             
               immoderate
               watchings
               ,
               wakings
               ,
            
             and
             
               sighings
               ,
            
             because
             in
             
               Lovers
            
             are
             divers
             
               imaginations
               ,
            
             and
             
               fancies
               ,
            
             that
             steal
             into
             the
             
               brain
               ,
            
             and
             never
             suffers
             them
             to
             take
             any
             quiet
             repose
             ;
             whence
             the
             
               brain
            
             becomes
             dry
             and
             cold
             ;
             and
             if
             by
             chance
             they
             be
             surprised
             by
             any
             light
             slumber
             ,
             which
             is
             the
             provision
             Nature
             hath
             made
             for
             the
             repairing
             of
             the
             animal
             spirits
             ,
             which
             in
             them
             are
             wasted
             and
             much
             impaired
             ,
             by
             the
             violence
             of
             their
             
               imagination
            
             and
             
               excessive
               wakings
               ;
            
             that
             slumber
             is
             attended
             on
             by
             a
             thousand
             phantasmes
             and
             fearful
             dreams
             ,
             so
             that
             they
             awake
             oft-times
             more
             
               discontented
               ,
               sad
               ,
               pensive
            
             and
             
               melancholy
            
             then
             before
             ;
             and
             for
             the
             most
             part
             they
             finde
             
             themselves
             more
             tormented
             sleeping
             then
             waking
             .
             They
             are
             vexed
             with
             immoderate
             
               sighings
               ,
            
             by
             reason
             that
             they
             many
             times
             are
             oblivious
             of
             drawing
             their
             breath
             ,
             being
             wholly
             taken
             up
             with
             the
             strong
             imagination
             ,
             that
             they
             
               love
            
             either
             in
             beholding
             the
             
               beauty
            
             of
             their
             objects
             ,
             or
             else
             in
             their
             absence
             contemplating
             on
             their
             rare
             
               perfections
               ,
            
             and
             contriving
             the
             
               means
            
             how
             to
             come
             to
             their
             
               desires
               :
            
             so
             that
             recollecting
             themselves
             ,
             Nature
             is
             constrained
             to
             draw
             in
             as
             much
             air
             at
             once
             ,
             as
             before
             it
             should
             have
             done
             at
             two
             or
             three
             times
             ▪
             And
             such
             a
             respiration
             is
             called
             a
             sigh
             ;
             which
             indeed
             is
             nothing
             else
             but
             a
             double
             respiration
             .
             Observe
             one
             tranfixed
             with
             
               violent
               Love
            
             (
             whose
             
               minde
            
             is
             
               bewitched
               ,
               brain
               dislocated
               ,
            
             and
             
               reason
               eclipsed
               )
            
             and
             you
             shall
             finde
             that
             all
             he
             
               holdeth
               ,
            
             all
             he
             
               meditateth
               on
               ,
            
             all
             he
             speaketh
             ,
             all
             he
             
               dreameth
               ,
            
             is
             of
             the
             
               creature
            
             he
             
               loveth
               .
            
             He
             hath
             her
             in
             his
             
               head
            
             and
             
               heart
               ,
            
             painted
             ,
             graved
             ,
             carved
             in
             the
             most
             pleasing
             formes
             .
             For
             her
             he
             entereth
             sometimes
             into
             
               quakings
               ,
            
             sometimes
             into
             
               faintings
               ,
            
             another
             while
             into
             
               fits
               of
               fire
               ,
               Ice
               ;
            
             he
             soreth
             in
             the
             
               aire
               ,
            
             and
             instantly
             is
             drenched
             in
             the
             
               abysse
               ;
            
             he
             
               attendeth
               ,
            
             he
             
               espieth
               ,
            
             he
             
               fears
               ,
            
             he
             
               hopes
               ,
            
             he
             
               despaires
               ,
            
             he
             
               sighes
               ,
            
             he
             
               blushes
               ,
            
             he
             
               waxeth
               pale
               ,
            
             he
             
               doteth
               in
               the
               best
               company
               ,
            
             he
             addresses
             his
             
               colloquiums
            
             to
             
               Woods
               ,
               Groves
            
             and
             
               Fountains
               ;
            
             he
             
               writeth
               ,
            
             he
             
               blots
               out
               ,
            
             he
             
               teareth
               ,
            
             he
             
               lives
            
             like
             a
             
               spittler
            
             estranged
             from
             the
             conversation
             of
             Men
             :
             
               Repose
            
             which
             charmeth
             all
             the
             eares
             of
             the
             World
             ,
             is
             not
             made
             for
             him
             ,
             still
             this
             
               fair
               one
               ,
            
             still
             this
             
               cruel
               one
               ,
            
             tormenteth
             him
             .
             
               Plutarch
            
             saith
             ,
             the
             
               heart
            
             of
             a
             
               Lover
            
             was
             a
             
               City
               ,
            
             in
             which
             upon
             one
             and
             the
             same
             day
             ,
             were
             seen
             
               sports
            
             and
             
               banquets
               ,
               battles
            
             and
             
               funerals
               .
            
          
           
             You
             shall
             see
             another
             of
             
               Cupids
            
             slaves
             burthen
             himself
             with
             Newes
             of
             no
             value
             ;
             he
             makes
             a
             secret
             of
             every
             thing
             ,
             and
             gives
             out
             those
             for
             
             mysteries
             to
             his
             Mistresse
             ,
             which
             are
             proclaimed
             with
             a
             trumpet
             .
          
           
             Another
             is
             so
             extremely
             open
             breasted
             (
             that
             you
             need
             look
             for
             no
             other
             signe
             )
             he
             tels
             all
             his
             
               thoughts
               ,
            
             and
             as
             if
             his
             
               heart
            
             were
             a
             Sieve
             ,
             it
             keeps
             nothing
             which
             it
             sends
             not
             out
             by
             the
             
               lips
               .
            
             He
             becomes
             
               an
               extreme
               babler
               ,
            
             which
             proceeds
             from
             the
             influence
             of
             the
             
               heart
               ;
            
             for
             
               Plutarch
            
             saith
             ,
             that
             
               Love
            
             is
             naturally
             a
             
               great
               babler
               ,
            
             chiefly
             when
             it
             chanceth
             to
             light
             upon
             the
             commendation
             of
             those
             things
             that
             are
             its
             objects
             .
             For
             that
             
               Lovers
            
             have
             a
             strong
             desire
             to
             induce
             others
             to
             give
             credence
             to
             that
             whereof
             themselves
             are
             already
             perswaded
             ;
             which
             is
             ,
             that
             they
             
               love
            
             nothing
             but
             what
             is
             
               absolutely
               perfect
               ,
            
             both
             for
             
               goodnesse
            
             and
             
               beauty
               ;
            
             and
             they
             would
             willingly
             have
             these
             opinions
             of
             theirs
             confirmed
             also
             by
             all
             other
             judgements
             .
             He
             is
             
               importunate
            
             and
             
               unseasonable
            
             in
             
               complements
               ;
            
             he
             
               pratles
            
             with
             his
             
               friends
            
             whilest
             he
             hath
             a
             
               fever
               ;
            
             he
             tels
             
               extravagant
               tales
               ,
            
             wherein
             he
             makes
             himself
             very
             
               facetious
               ,
            
             although
             at
             the
             latter
             end
             of
             the
             discourse
             ,
             he
             askes
             where
             the
             conceit
             to
             be
             laughed
             at
             lies
             .
             He
             is
             very
             
               merry
               ,
            
             and
             then
             within
             a
             moment
             he
             fals
             to
             be
             very
             
               melancholy
            
             and
             
               extreme
               sad
               ,
               pensive
            
             and
             
               dejected
               ;
            
             then
             by
             and
             by
             he
             entertains
             himself
             with
             some
             merry
             pleasant
             conceits
             ,
             and
             then
             within
             a
             small
             tract
             of
             time
             the
             contrary
             ;
             by
             this
             weather
             cock
             you
             may
             perceive
             in
             what
             quarter
             the
             winde
             is
             .
             This
             
               passion
            
             makes
             him
             
               very
               simple
               ,
            
             next
             door
             to
             
               sottishnesse
               ,
            
             and
             makes
             him
             do
             many
             
               extravagancies
               ;
            
             so
             that
             through
             these
             
               fooleries
               ,
            
             he
             brings
             to
             himself
             a
             
               turbulent
               life
               ,
            
             a
             
               continual
               torment
               ,
            
             a
             
               hasty
               death
               ,
            
             and
             
               his
               salvation
               doubtful
               .
            
          
           
             All
             of
             them
             are
             
               restlesse
               ,
            
             casting
             their
             
               weari●d
               members
            
             upon
             their
             
               loathed
               beds
            
             in
             their
             
               solitary
               Chambers
               ,
            
             filling
             the
             
               aire
            
             with
             a
             thousand
             
               throbs
            
             and
             interrupted
             
             
               sighes
               ,
            
             sometimes
             disturbed
             with
             the
             rivality
             of
             others
             ,
             sometimes
             
               afflicted
               ,
            
             and
             fear
             those
             manifold
             mischances
             that
             may
             befall
             the
             person
             
               beloved
               ;
            
             so
             that
             the
             many
             
               passions
            
             that
             multiply
             in
             the
             breast
             of
             a
             
               Lover
               ,
            
             do
             bring
             with
             them
             an
             
               extenuation
            
             and
             
               impairing
            
             of
             the
             
               complexion
               ;
            
             and
             sometimes
             a
             strange
             kinde
             of
             alteration
             in
             the
             
               individual
               essence
               ,
            
             from
             whence
             doe
             arise
             those
             
               furies
            
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             and
             
               potent
               frenzies
               ,
            
             and
             
               insensible
               astonishments
               ,
            
             which
             happen
             many
             times
             to
             those
             that
             
               love
               ,
            
             either
             because
             they
             make
             not
             
               reason
            
             the
             forerunner
             of
             their
             
               sense
               ,
            
             or
             because
             they
             directed
             not
             their
             
               loves
            
             by
             the
             
               rules
            
             of
             
               wisdome
               ,
            
             which
             teacheth
             the
             only
             means
             to
             the
             attaining
             of
             all
             other
             
               virtues
               .
            
             They
             are
             guided
             with
             the
             blind
             Lanthorne
             of
             
               sense
               ,
            
             whilest
             rambling
             in
             the
             streets
             ,
             they
             leave
             
               reason
            
             sleeping
             with
             the
             Constable
             .
             Never
             raged
             
               Alcides
            
             on
             mount
             
               Oeta
               ,
            
             nor
             fierce
             
               Orlando
            
             for
             his
             
               Angelica
            
             more
             then
             these
             
               Vtopian
               Lovers
               ,
            
             for
             their
             imaginary
             shadowes
             .
             You
             may
             observe
             this
             
               passion
            
             drawn
             to
             the
             life
             by
             
               Virgil
            
             in
             his
             
               Dido
               Aeneid
               .
            
             4.
             
             
               
                 Uritur
                 infelix
                 Dido
                 ,
                 totaque
                 vagatur
              
               
                 Urbe
                 furens
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
            
             She
             was
             so
             tormented
             with
             the
             
               heat
            
             of
             her
             
               love
               ,
            
             that
             she
             ran
             up
             and
             down
             the
             City
             as
             if
             she
             had
             been
             distracted
             .
             For
             
               Lovers
            
             through
             despair
             of
             obtaining
             their
             desires
             ,
             through
             the
             inflamation
             of
             the
             
               vitals
            
             become
             
               nelancholy
               ,
            
             which
             is
             (
             to
             speak
             truth
             )
             a
             
               madnesse
               ;
            
             for
             all
             
               passions
            
             that
             produce
             strange
             and
             unusuall
             behaviour
             ,
             are
             called
             by
             the
             general
             terme
             of
             
               madnesse
               .
            
             And
             of
             the
             severall
             kinds
             of
             
               madnesse
            
             caused
             by
             
               Love
               ,
            
             he
             that
             would
             take
             the
             paines
             might
             enroll
             a
             legion
             .
          
           
           
             By
             reason
             of
             these
             
               perturbations
            
             of
             the
             
               minde
               ,
            
             the
             bloud
             becomes
             adust
             ,
             as
             in
             all
             other
             
               violent
               passions
               ,
            
             excepting
             
               joy
               ,
            
             according
             to
             
               Galen
               ,
            
             by
             which
             means
             divers
             have
             fallen
             into
             strange
             and
             desperate
             
               diseases
               ,
            
             growing
             
               foolish
               ,
               mad
               ,
               Cynicall
            
             and
             
               Wolvish
               .
            
             The
             learned
             
               Avicen
            
             reporteth
             in
             his
             Chapter
             
               de
               amore
               ,
            
             that
             from
             this
             
               passion
            
             proceeds
             the
             
               Green
               sicknesse
            
             in
             Women
             ,
             (
             which
             is
             sometimes
             accompanyed
             with
             a
             
               gentle
               Fever
               ,
            
             called
             by
             our
             modern
             Writers
             an
             
               amorous
               Fever
               )
               Suffocations
               ,
               Head-ach
               ,
               Epilepsies
               ,
            
             and
             divers
             other
             desperate
             symptomes
             ,
             which
             ▪
             for
             the
             most
             part
             (
             saith
             he
             )
             admit
             neither
             cure
             nor
             mitigation
             .
          
           
             The
             poor
             
               inamorato
            
             loves
             to
             be
             in
             
               melancholy
               Saturnine
               places
               ,
            
             where
             he
             may
             best
             
               contemplate
            
             the
             
               beauty
            
             of
             his
             ▪
             Mistresse
             ,
             and
             not
             be
             obstructed
             by
             other
             objects
             ,
             where
             he
             may
             best
             remember
             any
             one
             action
             of
             hers
             ;
             nay
             ,
             the
             very
             place
             where
             he
             last
             saw
             her
             ;
             for
             
               love
            
             breedeth
             
               melancholy
               ,
            
             and
             
               melancholy
            
             requires
             
               solitarinesse
               ,
            
             and
             
               solitarinesse
            
             setteth
             the
             
               thoughts
               on
               worke
               .
            
             Do
             you
             think
             he
             would
             change
             his
             contentment
             ,
             for
             any
             thing
             in
             the
             whole
             Universe
             ?
             he
             is
             so
             
               jealous
            
             and
             so
             
               careful
            
             to
             entertain
             this
             very
             
               thought
               ,
            
             that
             lest
             he
             should
             make
             any
             a
             sharer
             with
             him
             ,
             he
             will
             retire
             unto
             the
             
               most
               solitary
            
             and
             
               unfrequented
               places
            
             that
             he
             can
             finde
             ;
             he
             cares
             not
             for
             the
             society
             of
             Men
             ,
             or
             all
             the
             delight
             that
             Men
             can
             devise
             and
             use
             to
             court
             with
             such
             care
             ,
             so
             he
             may
             enjoy
             his
             own
             
               thoughts
               .
            
          
           
             He
             may
             be
             styled
             an
             
               Astronomer
               ,
            
             for
             he
             fixes
             the
             
               eye
            
             of
             his
             
               meditation
            
             upon
             the
             wandring
             
               Venerean
               Planet
               .
            
             If
             you
             go
             into
             his
             study
             ,
             you
             shall
             finde
             ten
             
               amorous
               volumes
               ,
            
             for
             one
             pamphlet
             of
             
               Theologie
               ,
            
             and
             scarce
             that
             too
             .
             O!
             how
             the
             shelves
             are
             stuft
             with
             
               Romances
               ,
            
             and
             his
             pockets
             with
             
               Songs
            
             and
             
               Sonnets
               ;
            
             
             he
             longs
             to
             be
             
               graduate
            
             in
             the
             
               University
            
             of
             
               Venus
               ;
            
             he
             accounts
             himself
             already
             Master
             in
             this
             art
             
               in
               actu
               designato
               ,
            
             and
             thinks
             long
             till
             he
             be
             in
             
               actu
               exercito
               ;
            
             nothing
             now
             in
             his
             judgement
             is
             wanting
             to
             compleate
             his
             degree
             but
             a
             
               Pone
               manum
               in
               manum
               maritae
               .
            
          
           
             If
             you
             observe
             a
             
               Lover
            
             in
             the
             presence
             of
             his
             Mistresse
             ,
             you
             shall
             see
             him
             either
             
               struck
               dumbe
               ,
            
             or
             when
             he
             speaks
             it
             is
             but
             
               stammeringly
               ,
            
             not
             knowing
             how
             to
             speak
             .
             And
             this
             is
             ,
             because
             the
             sense
             of
             a
             
               Lover
            
             being
             too
             earnestly
             intent
             and
             setled
             in
             the
             
               contemplation
            
             of
             the
             
               beauty
            
             of
             his
             Mistresse
             ,
             he
             doth
             as
             it
             were
             altogether
             forget
             himself
             ,
             and
             being
             lull'd
             asleep
             in
             his
             
               beloved
               object
               ;
            
             the
             over
             vehement
             intention
             of
             the
             
               minde
               ,
            
             taketh
             away
             the
             outward
             use
             of
             the
             
               tongue
               ;
            
             for
             
               experience
            
             the
             best
             Schoole-mistris
             ,
             whilest
             a
             Man
             attentively
             hearing
             any
             delightful
             musick
             ,
             all
             his
             other
             senses
             are
             out
             of
             joynt
             and
             uselesse
             ,
             the
             powers
             being
             hindered
             from
             their
             due
             operation
             ,
             by
             the
             concourse
             of
             the
             
               vitall
               spirits
            
             to
             that
             power
             only
             ,
             which
             so
             attentively
             worketh
             ,
             and
             therefore
             it
             is
             no
             great
             wonder
             ,
             if
             Men
             stand
             as
             mute
             as
             Fishes
             in
             the
             presence
             of
             their
             Mistresses
             ,
             when
             they
             have
             most
             need
             to
             speak
             .
             Or
             because
             (
             as
             an
             
               Amorist
            
             saith
             )
             that
             a
             
               Lover
            
             fearing
             that
             he
             should
             not
             speak
             so
             as
             may
             please
             ,
             and
             tickle
             the
             ears
             of
             his
             Mistresse
             ,
             chuseth
             rather
             to
             be
             silent
             (
             making
             his
             tongue
             more
             a
             stock
             then
             a
             Lambes
             tail
             )
             then
             to
             utter
             his
             minde
             imperfectly
             ;
             and
             if
             he
             dare
             proceed
             so
             far
             as
             to
             open
             his
             mouth
             ,
             still
             fearing
             that
             he
             cannot
             speak
             as
             he
             should
             ,
             nor
             so
             eloquently
             as
             he
             would
             ,
             utters
             his
             minde
             stammeringly
             and
             interceptedly
             .
             Also
             at
             that
             present
             he
             is
             of
             a
             flushing
             colour
             ,
             and
             looks
             as
             though
             he
             were
             drunk
             ,
             because
             the
             
               object
            
             from
             which
             his
             
               love
            
             taketh
             greatest
             force
             being
             present
             ;
             he
             by
             reason
             of
             
             the
             great
             
               joy
            
             that
             he
             feeleth
             in
             the
             presence
             thereof
             ,
             sendeth
             forth
             those
             lively
             flames
             ,
             which
             being
             plainly
             descried
             in
             the
             superficiall
             parts
             of
             the
             
               face
               ,
            
             do
             commonly
             give
             such
             a
             vermilian
             tincture
             ,
             that
             the
             whole
             
               countenance
            
             seems
             to
             be
             covered
             with
             a
             flashing
             kind
             of
             ardor
             ,
             and
             that
             by
             reason
             of
             the
             great
             store
             of
             spirits
             gathered
             into
             that
             place
             .
          
           
             An
             
               unfortunate
               Lover
            
             speaks
             of
             nothing
             but
             his
             
               Mistresse
            
             and
             his
             
               flames
               ,
            
             he
             is
             alwayes
             in
             the
             fire
             like
             the
             
               Salamander
               ,
            
             he
             has
             a
             perpetual
             
               Mount
               Aetna
            
             in
             his
             breast
             ;
             nay
             ,
             saith
             he
             ,
             I
             will
             touch
             a
             Forrest
             with
             my
             finger
             ,
             and
             it
             will
             totally
             burn
             and
             waste
             it
             .
             But
             contrarily
             ,
             he
             that
             prospers
             and
             speeds
             in
             his
             
               love
               ,
            
             or
             gets
             a
             pleasing
             answer
             from
             his
             Mistresse
             ,
             he
             alwayes
             shews
             a
             merry
             
               cheerfull
               countenance
               ,
               jocond
            
             and
             
               laughing
               ,
               full
               of
               spirit
               ,
               quick
               eyed
               ,
               eloquent
               ,
            
             and
             in
             his
             whole
             carriage
             full
             of
             
               joy
            
             and
             
               consolation
               .
            
          
           
             This
             
               passion
            
             cannot
             be
             concealed
             ,
             for
             
               amorous
               passions
            
             do
             prick
             and
             wound
             the
             hearts
             of
             
               inamoratoes
               ,
            
             and
             therefore
             provoked
             by
             the
             sharpenesse
             of
             such
             a
             spur
             ,
             they
             cannot
             but
             manifest
             their
             grief
             ;
             for
             it
             is
             some
             comfort
             to
             him
             that
             is
             assailed
             ,
             to
             vent
             that
             which
             went
             in
             at
             the
             
               eye
            
             by
             the
             
               mouth
               ,
            
             by
             the
             help
             of
             his
             
               tongue
               ,
            
             by
             
               sighing
               ,
            
             by
             
               making
               complaints
            
             to
             senselesse
             creatures
             ,
             many
             times
             to
             his
             bed-curtains
             .
          
           
             It
             requires
             much
             subtlety
             and
             craft
             to
             discover
             this
             
               passion
            
             in
             Women
             ,
             they
             conceal
             and
             smother
             it
             so
             closely
             ,
             that
             they
             will
             seem
             to
             be
             in
             a
             great
             
               fury
            
             and
             
               hatred
               ,
            
             when
             they
             most
             of
             all
             
               love
               ,
            
             giving
             peevish
             answers
             ,
             and
             refuse
             seemingly
             the
             
               affections
            
             presented
             unto
             them
             ;
             but
             
               
                 —
                 Licet
                 ipsa
                 neget
                 ,
              
               
                 Vultus
                 loquitur
                 quodcunque
                 teget
                 .
              
            
             
             They
             are
             like
             those
             Physitians
             and
             Lawyers
             ,
             that
             refuse
             a
             fee
             ,
             yet
             put
             out
             their
             hand
             to
             take
             it
             .
             Or
             ,
          
           
             
               She
               'l
               flie
               away
               ,
               and
               yet
               would
               fain
            
             
               With
               all
               her
               heart
               be
               overtain
               .
            
             
               She
               will
               deny
               ,
               yet
               seem
               to
               dant
            
             
               A
               
                 Lover
              
               when
               she
               fain
               would
               grant
               .
            
             
               She
               will
               resist
               ,
               that
               you
               at
               length
            
             
               May
               seem
               to
               vanquish
               her
               by
               strength
               .
            
             
               For
               thus
               her
               honour
               does
               ordain
               ,
            
             
               She
               should
               resist
               ,
               and
               yet
               but
               faign
               .
            
          
           
             Yea
             ,
             
               (
               Ladies
               )
            
             you
             shall
             see
             some
             of
             your
             own
             sex
             so
             surprized
             with
             
               affection
               ,
            
             as
             it
             bursts
             out
             into
             
               violent
               extremes
               ;
            
             their
             discourse
             is
             semibrev'd
             with
             sighs
             ,
             their
             talk
             with
             tears
             ;
             they
             walke
             desperately
             forlorn
             ,
             making
             Woods
             and
             Groves
             their
             disconsolate
             consorts
             .
             Their
             eyes
             are
             estranged
             from
             sleep
             ,
             their
             weakened
             appetite
             from
             repast
             ,
             their
             wearied
             limbs
             from
             repose
             .
             
               Melancholy
            
             is
             their
             sole
             
               melody
               ;
            
             they
             have
             made
             a
             
               contract
            
             with
             
               grief
               ,
            
             till
             
               grief
            
             bring
             them
             to
             their
             
               graves
               .
            
             And
             truely
             those
             poor
             Maids
             are
             to
             be
             pityed
             ,
             because
             their
             own
             tender
             
               hearts
            
             brought
             them
             to
             this
             exigent
             ;
             have
             either
             set
             their
             
               affections
            
             where
             they
             thought
             verily
             they
             might
             be
             
               requited
               ,
            
             and
             were
             not
             ;
             or
             else
             where
             they
             received
             ▪
             like
             seeming
             tender
             of
             
               affection
               ,
            
             but
             afterwards
             
               rejected
               ;
            
             what
             they
             wished
             to
             effect
             ,
             they
             could
             not
             .
             So
             as
             in
             time
             they
             fall
             in
             a
             poor
             
               Maudlins
            
             distemper
             by
             giving
             rains
             to
             
               passion
               ,
            
             till
             it
             estrange
             them
             from
             the
             soveraignty
             of
             reason
             .
             I
             could
             say
             more
             ,
             but
             modesty
             will
             not
             permit
             me
             .
          
           
             Yet
             ,
             some
             there
             are
             ,
             who
             are
             not
             such
             kinde
             
               souls
               ,
            
             nor
             half
             so
             
               passionate
               ,
            
             more
             discreet
             in
             their
             choise
             ,
             and
             
             in
             the
             
               passages
            
             of
             
               Love
            
             more
             temperate
             .
             These
             will
             not
             daigin
             to
             cast
             a
             loose
             look
             upon
             their
             
               beloved
               ;
            
             but
             stand
             so
             punctually
             upon
             their
             termes
             ,
             as
             if
             they
             stood
             indifferent
             for
             their
             choise
             ,
             albeit
             constantly
             (
             though
             privately
             )
             resolved
             never
             to
             admit
             of
             any
             change
             .
             These
             scorn
             to
             paint
             out
             their
             
               passions
            
             in
             their
             
               colours
               ,
            
             or
             utter
             their
             
               thoughts
            
             in
             
               sighes
               ,
            
             or
             shed
             one
             
               dispassionate
               tear
            
             for
             an
             
               incompassionate
               Lover
               .
            
             Their
             
               experience
            
             hath
             taught
             them
             better
             notions
             ;
             they
             will
             seemingly
             flie
             (
             as
             I
             have
             said
             )
             to
             make
             them
             more
             eagerly
             follow
             ,
             and
             to
             take
             them
             by
             whom
             they
             are
             most
             taken
             .
             They
             can
             play
             with
             the
             flame
             and
             never
             singe
             their
             wings
             ,
             look
             
               Love
            
             in
             their
             
               face
               ,
            
             and
             preserve
             their
             
               eyes
               ,
            
             converse
             where
             they
             take
             
               delight
               ,
            
             and
             colour
             their
             
               affection
            
             with
             a
             
               faigned
               disdain
               .
            
             These
             are
             they
             who
             can
             walke
             in
             the
             clouds
             to
             their
             intimatest
             friends
             ,
             making
             their
             eyes
             strangers
             to
             their
             hearts
             ,
             and
             conclude
             nothing
             more
             foolish
             then
             
               love
            
             if
             discovered
             ,
             and
             nothing
             more
             wise
             if
             artificially
             shadowed
             .
          
           
             Some
             Artists
             will
             undertake
             to
             judge
             who
             are
             in
             
               Love
            
             by
             
               Chiromancy
               ,
            
             by
             the
             lines
             of
             the
             hand
             .
             For
             say
             they
             ,
             If
             a
             
               little
               crosse
            
             be
             upon
             the
             
               line
               of
               life
            
             (
             in
             the
             hand
             )
             neer
             the
             
               angle
               ,
            
             it
             portends
             
               maladies
               of
               Love
               .
            
             Also
             ,
             if
             the
             
               table
               line
            
             joyn
             it self
             with
             the
             
               middle
               naturall
               line
               ,
            
             so
             as
             both
             do
             make
             an
             
               angle
               ,
            
             this
             doth
             demonstrate
             one
             to
             be
             variously
             troubled
             with
             
               Love
               ,
            
             rendring
             the
             parties
             life
             very
             displeasing
             .
          
           
             It
             seems
             to
             some
             (
             how
             true
             it
             is
             I
             know
             not
             )
             to
             be
             possible
             for
             a
             man
             to
             know
             whether
             one
             be
             in
             
               Love
            
             or
             no
             ,
             by
             their
             
               natural
            
             and
             
               animal
               dreams
               ,
            
             if
             the
             party
             will
             but
             relate
             them
             at
             his
             awaking
             ;
             for
             the
             fancy
             in
             sleep
             is
             most
             taken
             up
             with
             those
             things
             that
             the
             minde
             hath
             been
             busied
             with
             in
             the
             day
             ;
             according
             to
             that
             in
             the
             Poet
             ;
          
           
           
             
               Judicibus
               lites
               ,
               aurigae
               somnia
               ,
               currus
               :
            
             
               Vanaque
               nocturnis
               meta
               cavatur
               Equis
               .
            
             
               Gaudet
               amans
               furto
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               The
               Lawyer
               pleads
               in
               's
               sleep
               ;
               the
               careful
               swains
            
             
               Manage
               their
               pransing
               coursers
               o're
               the
               plains
               .
            
             
               
                 Lovers
              
               dream
               of
               their
               stoln
               delights
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             And
             indeed
             
               dreams
            
             do
             sometimes
             so
             far
             ingage
             them
             ,
             as
             they
             cannot
             dissemble
             nor
             deny
             them
             .
          
           
             They
             say
             ,
             that
             those
             
               Lovers
            
             who
             are
             very
             
               melancholy
            
             through
             the
             
               extremity
            
             of
             this
             
               passion
               ,
            
             are
             accustomed
             to
             
               horrible
            
             and
             
               fearful
               dreams
               ,
            
             by
             reason
             of
             the
             
               melancholy
               vapors
            
             that
             ascend
             up
             into
             the
             
               brain
               .
            
             And
             because
             this
             
               affection
            
             of
             all
             others
             doth
             most
             
               disturbe
            
             and
             
               afflict
            
             the
             
               spirits
               ,
            
             and
             from
             that
             
               disturbance
            
             and
             
               purturbation
            
             these
             
               monstrous
            
             and
             
               horrible
               dreams
            
             do
             arise
             ;
             so
             that
             many
             times
             by
             reason
             of
             their
             (
             little
             )
             sleep
             ,
             they
             bewray
             a
             strange
             kinde
             of
             
               horror
            
             and
             
               astonishment
            
             in
             their
             
               countenances
               .
            
          
           
             Also
             ,
             to
             
               dream
            
             of
             travelling
             through
             Woods
             ,
             sticking
             in
             Bushes
             ,
             and
             Bryers
             doth
             signifie
             much
             trouble
             and
             crosses
             in
             
               love
               .
            
          
           
             To
             
               dream
            
             of
             Angling
             and
             Fishing
             signifies
             a
             difficulty
             ,
             and
             the
             party
             despaires
             of
             obtaining
             the
             party
             
               beloved
               .
            
             But
             to
             
               dream
            
             of
             Banquets
             and
             Feasts
             ,
             doth
             signifie
             the
             hopes
             of
             the
             party
             
               loving
               ,
            
             and
             that
             his
             proceeding
             in
             
               love
            
             shall
             be
             prosperous
             .
          
           
             To
             
               dream
            
             of
             winds
             ,
             stormes
             ,
             and
             showers
             of
             rain
             ,
             doth
             signifie
             
               Love
               passion
               .
            
          
           
             To
             
               dream
            
             of
             riding
             on
             a
             tired
             Horse
             ,
             or
             drawing
             water
             out
             of
             a
             Well
             ,
             or
             climbing
             upon
             a
             steep
             hill
             ,
             is
             a
             sign
             of
             a
             
               vebement
               Love
               passion
               .
            
          
           
             To
             
               dream
            
             of
             seeing
             ones
             Mistresse
             in
             a
             glasse
             ,
             is
             an
             
             infallible
             token
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             and
             that
             there
             shall
             be
             
               reciprocall
               affection
            
             between
             the
             parties
             .
          
           
             To
             
               dream
            
             of
             being
             a
             Husbandman
             or
             Plowman
             ,
             to
             sow
             ,
             plant
             ,
             or
             dig
             ,
             is
             a
             signe
             of
             being
             in
             
               Love
               .
            
          
           
             But
             
               Sanguine-complexioned
               Lovers
               ,
            
             use
             to
             dream
             of
             pleasant
             and
             delectable
             things
             ,
             as
             fair
             Gardens
             ,
             Orchards
             ,
             flowers
             ,
             green
             meadowes
             ,
             bedeck't
             with
             the
             pride
             of
             
               Flora
               ,
            
             pleasant
             Rivers
             ,
             dreaming
             that
             they
             sit
             culling
             and
             playing
             with
             their
             
               Sweet-hearts
            
             upon
             their
             pleasant
             bancks
             ,
             often
             thinking
             they
             see
             many
             little
             
               Cupids
            
             flying
             in
             the
             aire
             ;
             and
             all
             
               delightful
               dreams
            
             they
             say
             ,
             proceed
             from
             an
             
               amorous
            
             and
             
               love
               pierc't
               soul
               .
            
             As
             to
             
               dream
            
             of
             singing
             or
             playing
             on
             any
             instrument
             ,
             doth
             signifie
             that
             
               Love
            
             hath
             seiz'd
             upon
             the
             party
             .
             For
             if
             
               dreams
            
             and
             
               wishes
            
             had
             been
             all
             true
             ,
             there
             had
             not
             been
             since
             
               Popery
            
             one
             Maide
             to
             make
             a
             
               Nun
            
             of
             .
             But
             whether
             
               dreams
            
             are
             onely
             the
             working
             of
             the
             
               fancy
            
             and
             
               imagination
               ,
            
             upon
             such
             things
             as
             have
             been
             seen
             and
             thought
             upon
             ,
             or
             presages
             of
             things
             future
             ,
             it
             is
             not
             our
             present
             purpose
             to
             determine
             .
          
           
             We
             will
             now
             see
             what
             we
             can
             discover
             in
             a
             
               Love-sick
               minde
               ,
            
             by
             the
             sublime
             science
             of
             
               Astrology
               ,
            
             maugre
             all
             its
             
               Antagonists
               .
            
             First
             diligently
             inquire
             whether
             the
             party
             hath
             had
             any
             crosses
             or
             troubles
             which
             might
             cause
             a
             dejection
             of
             the
             soul
             in
             him
             ,
             and
             whether
             they
             do
             not
             suspect
             the
             party
             to
             be
             in
             
               Love
               ;
            
             these
             being
             considered
             then
             you
             may
             safely
             go
             on
             to
             judgement
             .
          
           
             
               Saturn
            
             generally
             signifies
             
               melancholy
               ,
            
             and
             by
             consequence
             
               alienation
            
             of
             the
             
               minde
               ,
               madnesse
               ,
            
             &c.
             and
             therefore
             always
             when
             you
             finde
             him
             to
             be
             
               significator
            
             of
             the
             
               malady
               ,
            
             or
             in
             the
             
               ascendant
               ,
            
             or
             in
             the
             
               sixth
               house
               ,
            
             the
             
               sick
            
             is
             afflicted
             with
             
               care
            
             and
             
               grief
               ,
            
             and
             be
             sure
             the
             
               Love-sick
               minde
            
             suffers
             for
             it
             .
          
           
             Also
             if
             
               Venus
            
             be
             author
             of
             the
             disease
             ,
             and
             she
             
               Lady
            
             of
             the
             
               ascendant
               sixth
            
             or
             
               twelfth
               houses
               ,
            
             the
             distemper
             
             comes
             from
             
               Love
               ,
            
             or
             something
             else
             of
             this
             nature
             is
             the
             cause
             .
          
           
             If
             the
             ☉
             or
             ☽
             or
             
               Lord
            
             of
             the
             
               ascendant
               ,
            
             or
             two
             of
             them
             at
             the
             least
             be
             afflicted
             ,
             the
             disease
             is
             in
             the
             
               spirits
               ,
            
             together
             with
             an
             indisposition
             of
             the
             
               minde
               ;
            
             the
             reason
             whereof
             is
             ,
             because
             the
             
               Lord
            
             of
             the
             
               ascendant
               ,
            
             and
             
               dispositor
            
             of
             the
             ☽
             ,
             are
             properly
             the
             
               significators
            
             of
             the
             
               animall
               faculties
               ,
            
             which
             do
             cause
             infirmities
             in
             Man
             ,
             or
             which
             may
             chance
             unto
             him
             ;
             a
             
               deprivation
            
             of
             
               sense
               ,
               madnesse
               ,
            
             or
             
               frenzie
            
             through
             
               Love
               melancholy
               .
            
          
           
             
               Venus
               significatrix
            
             and
             
               afflicted
               ,
            
             argues
             a
             great
             desire
             to
             Women
             ,
             wherewith
             both
             
               body
            
             and
             
               minde
            
             are
             disturbed
             .
          
           
             Wheresoever
             you
             finde
             
               Mercury
               afflicted
            
             and
             
               significator
               ,
            
             shewes
             
               doting
               fancies
               .
            
          
           
             If
             the
             
               Planet
            
             who
             rules
             the
             
               sign
               ,
            
             wherein
             the
             
               Lord
            
             of
             the
             
               ascendant
            
             is
             ,
             and
             he
             who
             is
             
               dispositor
            
             of
             the
             ☽
             be
             infortunate
             and
             in
             their
             fall
             ,
             detriment
             or
             otherwayes
             very
             much
             afflicted
             ,
             the
             disease
             reignes
             and
             rageth
             in
             the
             
               minde
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             At
             what
             Age
             we
             begin
             to
             be
             in
             
               Love
               .
            
             What
             Complexions
             do
             best
             sympathize
             .
             What
             Complexions
             are
             most
             subject
             to
             this
             Malady
             ;
             and
             at
             what
             time
             more
             then
             another
             .
          
           
             IT
             is
             most
             certain
             ,
             that
             there
             is
             nothing
             more
             impatient
             of
             delay
             then
             
               Love
               ,
            
             nor
             no
             wound
             more
             incureable
             whilest
             we
             live
             .
             There
             is
             no
             
               exemption
               ,
            
             no
             
               age
               ,
            
             no
             
               condition
            
             are
             more
             ignorant
             of
             it
             ,
             then
             of
             their
             bread
             ,
             all
             have
             a
             taste
             of
             this
             potion
             ,
             though
             it
             have
             several
             degrees
             of
             operation
             ,
             and
             at
             several
             seasons
             .
          
           
             
               Look
               all
               about
               you
               ,
               who
               so
               
                 young
              
               that
               
                 loves
              
               not
               ?
            
             
               Or
               who
               so
               
                 old
                 ,
              
               a
               
                 comely
                 feature
              
               moves
               not
               ?
            
          
           
             But
             the
             most
             received
             opinion
             is
             ,
             that
             Men
             and
             Women
             are
             subject
             to
             this
             
               passion
               ,
            
             as
             soon
             as
             they
             are
             entered
             into
             those
             years
             in
             which
             they
             come
             to
             their
             puberty
             ;
             which
             appeareth
             in
             Men
             chiefly
             by
             their
             
               voice
               ,
            
             which
             at
             that
             time
             growes
             
               great
            
             and
             
               harsh
               ;
            
             it
             may
             be
             known
             also
             in
             Women
             by
             observing
             their
             
             
               breasts
               ,
            
             which
             about
             this
             time
             begin
             to
             
               swell
            
             and
             grow
             
               bigger
               ,
            
             and
             that
             for
             the
             most
             part
             about
             the
             
               age
            
             of
             12
             and
             14
             ;
             so
             likewise
             it
             is
             the
             justice
             of
             nature
             ,
             that
             those
             creatures
             that
             soonest
             meet
             their
             period
             ,
             do
             as
             suddenly
             arrive
             at
             their
             perfection
             and
             maturity
             ;
             as
             we
             may
             observe
             in
             Women
             ,
             who
             as
             they
             are
             ripe
             sooner
             then
             Men
             ,
             so
             they
             commonly
             fail
             before
             them
             .
          
           
             Some
             there
             are
             that
             would
             
               deprive
               men
            
             of
             this
             
               power
               ,
            
             or
             
               Love
            
             to
             have
             any
             
               power
            
             over
             them
             ,
             so
             long
             as
             they
             are
             under
             the
             age
             of
             twenty
             years
             ;
             for
             
               Homer
            
             saith
             ,
             
               Love
            
             pricks
             not
             till
             such
             time
             as
             the
             chin
             begins
             to
             bud
             :
             which
             is
             altogether
             repugnant
             to
             truth
             and
             dayly
             examples
             ;
             for
             we
             see
             many
             to
             
               rage
               furiously
            
             before
             they
             come
             to
             years
             of
             
               discretion
               ;
            
             especially
             Women
             .
             
               Quartilia
            
             in
             
               Petronius
            
             never
             remembered
             that
             she
             was
             a
             Maide
             .
             
               Rahab
            
             the
             Harlot
             began
             to
             be
             a
             profest
             Quean
             at
             ten
             years
             of
             age
             ,
             and
             was
             but
             15
             when
             she
             hid
             the
             spies
             ,
             as
             some
             report
             .
             
               Leo
            
             saith
             ,
             that
             in
             
               Africk
            
             one
             shall
             scarce
             finde
             a
             Maid
             at
             14
             years
             of
             age
             ;
             for
             when
             the
             
               vehemency
            
             of
             
               Adolescency
            
             (
             which
             is
             betwixt
             the
             age
             of
             14
             and
             28
             )
             beginneth
             to
             tickle
             them
             ,
             and
             when
             they
             have
             greatest
             need
             of
             a
             bridle
             ,
             then
             they
             let
             loose
             the
             raines
             ,
             committing
             themselves
             to
             the
             subjection
             of
             this
             
               passion
               .
            
          
           
             There
             are
             many
             forward
             Virgins
             of
             our
             age
             are
             of
             opinion
             ,
             that
             this
             commodity
             can
             never
             be
             taken
             up
             too
             soon
             ,
             and
             howsoever
             they
             neglect
             in
             other
             things
             ,
             they
             are
             sure
             to
             catch
             time
             by
             the
             forelock
             in
             this
             ;
             if
             you
             aske
             them
             this
             question
             ,
             they
             will
             resolve
             you
             14
             is
             the
             best
             time
             of
             their
             age
             ,
             if
             13
             be
             not
             better
             then
             that
             ,
             and
             they
             have
             for
             the
             most
             part
             ,
             their
             Mothers
             example
             before
             them
             to
             confirme
             and
             prove
             their
             ability
             ;
             and
             this
             withall
             they
             hold
             for
             a
             certain
             ground
             ,
             that
             be
             they
             never
             so
             little
             ,
             they
             are
             sure
             thereby
             to
             
             become
             no
             lesse
             ;
             yet
             let
             me
             tell
             these
             forward
             Girles
             ,
             the
             effects
             that
             (
             most
             commonly
             )
             ensue
             ,
             are
             dangerous
             births
             ,
             diminution
             of
             statute
             ,
             brevity
             of
             life
             ,
             and
             such
             like
             .
          
           
             This
             
               passion
            
             is
             more
             tolerable
             in
             youth
             ,
             and
             such
             as
             are
             in
             their
             hot
             bloud
             ;
             and
             shall
             I
             be
             bold
             to
             speak
             it
             without
             offence
             to
             the
             stale
             Batchelors
             ,
             that
             
               Love
            
             is
             not
             properly
             nor
             naturally
             in
             season
             ,
             but
             in
             that
             age
             next
             unto
             infancy
             .
          
           
             
               —
               Nunc
               grata
               juveni
               Venus
               .
            
          
           
             
               
                 Venus
              
               to
               young
               men
               is
               a
               welcome
               guest
               .
            
          
           
             But
             for
             an
             
               amorous
               complexion
            
             to
             cover
             glowing
             fires
             beneath
             the
             embers
             of
             a
             
               gray-beard
               ;
            
             to
             see
             an
             
               old
               man
            
             to
             dote
             upon
             Women
             ,
             what
             more
             odious
             ?
             what
             more
             absurd
             ?
             yet
             in
             some
             this
             
               Idalian
               fire
            
             flameth
             more
             in
             their
             
               old
               age
            
             then
             in
             their
             
               youth
               .
               Aristotle
            
             saith
             ,
             that
             
               old
               men
            
             are
             not
             out
             of
             the
             reach
             of
             
               Cupid
               ,
            
             nor
             bid
             defiance
             to
             
               Venus
            
             till
             they
             have
             passed
             the
             age
             of
             70
             years
             .
             And
             truly
             a
             
               gray-head
            
             and
             a
             
               wanton-heart
            
             are
             ill
             suited
             ;
             it
             is
             more
             ridiculous
             to
             see
             it
             in
             Women
             then
             men
             .
             It
             rageth
             in
             all
             ages
             ;
             yet
             is
             it
             most
             common
             and
             evident
             among
             
               young
            
             and
             
               lusty
            
             persons
             ,
             in
             the
             flower
             of
             their
             age
             ,
             high
             fed
             ,
             and
             living
             idly
             ;
             for
             such
             as
             are
             continually
             imployed
             ,
             it
             scarce
             touches
             them
             till
             they
             come
             to
             be
             24
             or
             25
             years
             of
             age
             ,
             and
             then
             but
             very
             lightly
             ,
             according
             to
             the
             speech
             of
             
               Lyndamor
            
             to
             
               Pallemas
               ,
            
             that
             he
             had
             arrived
             to
             the
             age
             of
             25
             years
             ,
             before
             he
             ever
             felt
             any
             effects
             ,
             as
             
               Love
            
             useth
             to
             produce
             in
             hearts
             of
             his
             age
             .
             Not
             but
             that
             he
             was
             of
             his
             naturall
             inclination
             as
             much
             devoted
             servant
             unto
             Ladies
             ,
             but
             being
             continually
             exercised
             in
             businesse
             much
             different
             from
             idlenesse
             ,
             he
             had
             no
             pleasure
             to
             
             let
             
               Love
            
             sow
             any
             seeds
             in
             his
             soul
             ;
             for
             ever
             since
             he
             was
             able
             to
             bear
             armes
             ,
             moved
             by
             a
             generous
             instinct
             ,
             which
             invites
             noble
             spirits
             unto
             dangerous
             enterprizes
             ,
             he
             was
             perpetually
             in
             wars
             ,
             where
             he
             did
             most
             heroically
             signalize
             himself
             .
          
           
             Some
             have
             given
             two
             reasons
             ,
             why
             
               youth
            
             is
             more
             subject
             to
             this
             
               illimited
               passion
               ,
            
             then
             any
             other
             
               age
               .
            
          
           
             The
             first
             is
             ,
             That
             naturall
             heat
             or
             vigour
             which
             is
             most
             predominant
             in
             youth
             ,
             provoking
             him
             to
             attempt
             the
             greatest
             of
             difficulties
             ,
             rather
             then
             suffer
             the
             repulse
             where
             he
             affects
             .
          
           
             The
             second
             is
             ,
             Want
             of
             imployment
             ,
             which
             begets
             this
             distemperature
             ;
             
               Vacuo
               pectore
               regnat
               amor
               ,
            
             Love
             playes
             
               hai-day
            
             in
             an
             idle
             person
             .
             
               Amor
               otiosae
               cura
               est
               solicitudinis
               ,
            
             saith
             
               Theophrastus
               ,
            
             it
             is
             an
             affection
             of
             an
             idle
             minde
             .
             Also
             it
             fosters
             it self
             by
             a
             writ
             of
             Priviledge
             in
             the
             hearts
             of
             young
             men
             ,
             who
             abounding
             with
             much
             bloud
             ,
             and
             consequently
             with
             great
             store
             of
             Vitall
             spirits
             ,
             are
             more
             fiery
             and
             ardent
             ,
             making
             them
             full
             of
             wanton
             and
             youthfull
             desires
             .
          
           
             I
             have
             many
             times
             observed
             a
             great
             
               sympathy
            
             and
             
               affection
            
             young
             
               boyes
            
             and
             
               girles
            
             have
             one
             to
             another
             ;
             and
             (
             indeed
             )
             there
             is
             a
             pretty
             pleasing
             kind
             of
             wooing
             ,
             drawn
             from
             a
             conceived
             ,
             but
             concealed
             fancy
             ,
             which
             suits
             well
             with
             these
             
               amorous
               younglings
               ;
            
             they
             could
             wish
             with
             their
             hearts
             ,
             ever
             to
             be
             in
             the
             presence
             of
             those
             they
             
               love
               ,
            
             so
             they
             might
             not
             be
             seen
             by
             them
             .
             Might
             they
             chuse
             ,
             they
             would
             converse
             with
             them
             freely
             ,
             consort
             with
             them
             friendly
             ,
             and
             impart
             their
             truest
             thoughts
             fully
             ;
             yet
             would
             they
             not
             have
             their
             
               bashful
               loves
            
             finde
             discovery
             .
             They
             would
             be
             seen
             ,
             yet
             seem
             obscured
             ;
             
               Love
               ,
            
             but
             not
             disclose
             it
             ;
             see
             whom
             they
             
               love
               ,
            
             but
             not
             be
             eyed
             .
             Yea
             (
             which
             hath
             struck
             me
             into
             
             more
             admiration
             )
             I
             have
             known
             divers
             ,
             whose
             unripe
             years
             half
             assured
             me
             ,
             that
             their
             green
             youth
             had
             never
             instructed
             them
             in
             the
             knowledge
             ,
             nor
             brought
             them
             to
             conceit
             of
             such
             vanities
             ;
             excellently
             well
             read
             in
             
               Love
               Lectures
               ,
            
             and
             prompt
             enough
             to
             shew
             proofes
             of
             their
             reading
             in
             publick
             places
             .
             The
             
               amorous
               toyes
            
             of
             
               Venus
            
             and
             
               Adonis
               ,
            
             with
             other
             
               Poems
            
             of
             like
             nature
             ,
             they
             peruse
             with
             such
             devotion
             ,
             and
             retain
             with
             such
             delectation
             ,
             as
             no
             subject
             can
             equally
             relish
             their
             unseasoned
             palats
             ,
             like
             those
             lighter
             discourses
             .
          
           
             If
             this
             
               passion
            
             begin
             in
             infancy
             ,
             and
             so
             continue
             ,
             it
             is
             more
             affectionate
             and
             strong
             ,
             because
             that
             custom
             which
             is
             taken
             in
             that
             age
             ,
             doth
             by
             degrees
             become
             a
             nature
             ,
             which
             growing
             up
             with
             years
             ,
             growes
             solid
             and
             unalterable
             .
          
           
             
               Fronutus
            
             saith
             of
             
               Love
               ,
               Juvenis
               pingitur
               ,
               quod
               amore
               plerumque
               Juvenes
               capiuntur
               ;
               sic
               &
               mollis
               ,
               formosus
               ,
               nudus
               ,
               quod
               simplex
               &
               apertus
               hic
               affectus
               ;
               ridet
               ,
               quod
               oblectamentum
               prae
               ase
               ferat
               ,
               cum
               phiretra
               ,
            
             &c.
             
             The
             reason
             why
             
               Love
            
             was
             painted
             young
             is
             because
             young
             men
             are
             most
             apt
             to
             
               Love
               ;
            
             soft
             ,
             fair
             and
             fat
             ,
             because
             such
             folks
             are
             soon
             captivated
             ;
             naked
             ,
             because
             all
             true
             affection
             is
             simple
             and
             open
             ;
             he
             smiles
             ,
             because
             merry
             and
             given
             to
             delights
             ;
             hath
             a
             Quiver
             ,
             to
             shew
             his
             power
             ,
             and
             none
             can
             escape
             him
             ,
             old
             nor
             young
             ;
             is
             blinde
             ,
             because
             he
             sees
             not
             where
             he
             shootes
             ,
             nor
             whom
             he
             hits
             ,
             &c.
             
          
        
         
         
           
             Let
             us
             now
             Demonstrate
             what
             temperatures
             and
             complexions
             do
             sympathize
             together
             ,
             and
             are
             most
             prone
             and
             apt
             to
             receive
             the
             impression
             of
             this
             Passion
             .
          
           
             THe
             diversitie
             of
             complexions
             ,
             breeds
             a
             diversity
             of
             desires
             :
             whereby
             they
             judge
             diversly
             of
             things
             present
             ,
             and
             follow
             those
             which
             do
             best
             agree
             with
             their
             constitutions
             ,
             whereby
             we
             see
             that
             in
             the
             election
             of
             any
             thing
             whatsoever
             ,
             the
             
               appetite
            
             doth
             accommodate
             it self
             to
             the
             
               temperature
               of
               the
               body
               ;
            
             for
             we
             see
             Men
             fit
             themselves
             in
             their
             
               customs
            
             and
             
               carriages
            
             to
             their
             
               corporeal
               temperature
               ,
            
             ever
             desiring
             to
             
               converse
            
             with
             their
             
               like
               ;
            
             for
             Nature
             would
             so
             have
             it
             ,
             to
             this
             only
             end
             that
             every
             one
             should
             be
             esteemed
             ,
             and
             be
             loved
             ;
             and
             they
             that
             are
             not
             absolutely
             faire
             in
             every
             part
             ,
             should
             not
             be
             despised
             ▪
             but
             being
             received
             into
             grace
             and
             favour
             with
             their
             
               Lovers
            
             might
             live
             honestly
             ,
             in
             mutuall
             society
             ,
             and
             in
             good
             esteem
             with
             them
             .
             Every
             
               like
            
             desireth
             ,
             and
             loveth
             his
             
               like
               ;
            
             whereby
             ever
             for
             the
             publick
             good
             ,
             there
             remaineth
             nothing
             despised
             ,
             because
             there
             is
             nothing
             but
             hath
             its
             
               like
               .
            
             And
             therefore
             to
             the
             
               eyes
            
             of
             a
             
               Moor
               ,
            
             the
             black
             or
             tawny
             countenance
             of
             his
             
               Moorish
               Damosel
            
             pleaseth
             best
             ;
             and
             yet
             such
             a
             one
             would
             almost
             turn
             the
             stomach
             of
             a
             Sanguine
             complexioned
             
               English
               man
            
             to
             look
             upon
             .
          
           
             Now
             to
             discover
             those
             who
             are
             most
             prone
             and
             apt
             to
             
               love
               .
            
             The
             
               fairest
            
             are
             inclined
             to
             
               love
               ,
            
             because
             the
             cause
             of
             
               love
            
             is
             
               beauty
               ;
            
             and
             he
             or
             she
             that
             hath
             the
             
               cause
            
             in
             
               potentia
               ,
            
             doth
             easily
             produce
             the
             
               effect
               :
            
             And
             therefore
             
             saith
             the
             divine
             
               Plato
               ,
            
             that
             
               Love
            
             reigneth
             most
             in
             the
             
               hearts
            
             of
             those
             
               young
               men
            
             (
             the
             which
             ,
             he
             that
             hath
             but
             half
             an
             eye
             may
             dayly
             see
             )
             that
             are
             
               honorably
               born
               ,
            
             and
             
               tenderly
               brought
               up
               ,
            
             who
             as
             
               apt
               receptacles
            
             receive
             into
             them
             that
             
               passion
               .
            
             Or
             more
             probably
             ,
             
               Venus
            
             being
             the
             giver
             of
             
               beauty
               ,
            
             likewise
             inclineth
             those
             to
             
               love
               ,
            
             upon
             whose
             nativity
             she
             cast
             her
             influence
             ;
             for
             it
             seldome
             falleth
             out
             that
             
               beauty
            
             is
             separated
             from
             the
             
               force
            
             of
             
               love
               ,
            
             and
             for
             as
             much
             as
             custome
             in
             all
             things
             hath
             the
             
               force
            
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             they
             that
             are
             
               beautiful
            
             following
             custome
             cannot
             but
             
               Love
               .
               Galen
            
             saith
             ,
             that
             the
             
               manners
            
             of
             the
             
               minde
            
             do
             follow
             the
             
               temperature
            
             of
             the
             
               body
               .
            
             We
             see
             those
             that
             are
             of
             a
             
               sanguine
               complexion
               ,
            
             are
             generally
             very
             
               amorous
               .
            
             Hairinesse
             ,
             saith
             
               Aristotle
               ,
            
             is
             a
             signe
             of
             abundance
             of
             excrements
             ,
             and
             therefore
             much
             addicted
             to
             this
             
               passion
               ,
               Venus
            
             tickling
             them
             with
             a
             delight
             of
             emptying
             of
             their
             seminal
             vessels
             ;
             for
             a
             Woman
             cannot
             endure
             a
             Man
             with
             a
             little
             beard
             ,
             for
             that
             they
             are
             commonly
             cold
             and
             impotent
             .
          
           
             The
             
               aire
               ,
               Climate
               ,
            
             and
             
               place
            
             of
             ones
             
               birth
               ,
            
             are
             of
             very
             great
             consideration
             in
             this
             particular
             .
          
           
             And
             now
             being
             in
             the
             bowels
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             some
             will
             ask
             ,
             Whether
             Men
             or
             Women
             be
             soonest
             allured
             ,
             and
             whether
             be
             most
             constant
             ,
             the
             male
             or
             the
             female
             ?
          
           
             I
             answer
             ,
             That
             most
             Women
             are
             to
             be
             won
             with
             every
             pleasing
             winde
             ,
             in
             whose
             sex
             there
             is
             neither
             
               force
            
             to
             withstand
             the
             
               assaults
            
             of
             
               Love
            
             (
             as
             we
             shall
             hereafter
             more
             fully
             declare
             )
             neither
             
               constancy
            
             to
             
               remain
               faithful
               ;
            
             therefore
             Women
             are
             the
             soonest
             allured
             ,
             and
             most
             
               inconstant
               .
            
          
           
             Likewise
             ,
             a
             hot
             and
             dry
             temperature
             ,
             or
             else
             such
             a
             one
             as
             is
             only
             hot
             ,
             is
             much
             inclined
             to
             
               love
               ;
            
             for
             a
             Man
             that
             is
             hot
             is
             hairy
             ,
             high
             coloured
             ,
             with
             a
             black
             thick
             curled
             head
             of
             hair
             ,
             great
             veines
             and
             big
             voice
             ;
             (
             and
             
             what
             a
             pretious
             thing
             a
             black
             Man
             is
             in
             a
             Womans
             eye
             ,
             I
             will
             refer
             to
             the
             judgement
             of
             their
             own
             sex
             )
             I
             dare
             boldly
             affirme
             ,
             that
             that
             man
             hath
             a
             hot
             and
             dry
             Liver
             ,
             and
             his
             generative
             parts
             are
             also
             of
             the
             same
             temper
             ,
             and
             so
             consequently
             very
             much
             inclined
             to
             this
             
               passion
               ;
            
             which
             is
             also
             confirmed
             by
             that
             of
             
               Galen
               ,
            
             that
             a
             
               hot
               complexion
               ,
            
             or
             such
             a
             one
             that
             is
             
               hot
            
             and
             
               dry
               ,
            
             is
             much
             more
             prone
             and
             subject
             to
             a
             violent
             and
             irregular
             
               love
               ,
            
             then
             any
             other
             temperature
             or
             complexion
             whatever
             :
             from
             whence
             we
             may
             infer
             ,
             that
             Men
             are
             oftner
             and
             more
             grievously
             tormented
             with
             this
             malady
             then
             Women
             ,
             whose
             temperature
             is
             lesse
             
               hot
            
             and
             lesse
             
               dry
               .
            
             But
             Women
             are
             naturally
             of
             meaner
             spirits
             and
             lesse
             courage
             then
             Men
             ,
             having
             weaker
             reasons
             :
             and
             therefore
             are
             lesse
             able
             to
             make
             resistance
             against
             so
             strong
             a
             
               passion
               .
            
             And
             hereto
             accords
             that
             of
             
               Hero
            
             in
             her
             Epist.
             to
             
               Leander
            
             in
             
               Ovid
               .
            
          
           
             
               Vrimur
               igne
               pari
               :
               sed
               sum
               tibi
               viribus
               impar
               ;
            
             
               Fortius
               ingenium
               suspicor
               esse
               viris
               .
            
             
               Vt
               corpus
               ,
               teneris
               sic
               mens
               infirma
               puellis
               .
            
          
           
             
               Our
               flames
               are
               equall
               :
               but
               your
               kinder
               fate
            
             
               Hath
               lent
               you
               strength
               ,
               your
               hearts
               to
               temperate
               .
            
             
               But
               in
               our
               weaker
               sex
               ,
               our
               passions
               finde
               ,
            
             
               A
               feeble
               body
               bears
               a
               feeble
               minde
               .
            
          
           
             Women
             often
             become
             frenetick
             ,
             and
             mad
             for
             
               Love
               ,
            
             but
             rarely
             men
             ;
             unlesse
             it
             be
             some
             effeminate
             weak
             spirited
             fellowes
             .
             Upon
             this
             ,
             I
             took
             occasion
             one
             day
             to
             visite
             
               Bedlam
               ,
            
             and
             for
             one
             Man
             that
             was
             there
             for
             
               Love
               ,
            
             I
             found
             five
             Women
             ;
             and
             those
             Men
             that
             were
             there
             ,
             were
             such
             as
             had
             lived
             effeminately
             ,
             
             idly
             ,
             and
             dieted
             themselves
             riotously
             and
             delicately
             .
          
           
             
               Ficinus
            
             cap.
             19.
             
             
               Comment.
               in
               convivium
               Platonis
               ,
            
             saith
             ,
             
               Irretiuntur
               cito
               quibus
               nascentibus
               Venus
               fuerit
               in
               Leone
               ,
               vel
               Luna
               Venerem
               vehementer
               aspexerit
               ,
               &
               quia
               eadem
               complexione
               sunt
               praediti
               .
            
             They
             are
             most
             prone
             to
             burning
             lust
             ,
             or
             the
             vehement
             scorching
             of
             the
             
               Idalian
            
             flame
             ,
             that
             have
             ♀
             in
             ♌
             in
             their
             
               Horoscope
               ,
            
             when
             the
             ☽
             and
             ♀
             be
             mutually
             aspected
             ,
             or
             when
             ♄
             is
             in
             a
             △
             or
             ⚹
             aspect
             ,
             with
             the
             ☉
             or
             ☿
             ,
             especially
             if
             it
             happen
             in
             the
             second
             or
             fifteenth
             day
             of
             the
             ☽
             ;
             or
             such
             as
             be
             of
             the
             complextion
             of
             ♀
             ,
             and
             that
             is
             a
             white
             ruddy
             complexon
             ,
             fair
             and
             lovely
             eyes
             ,
             a
             little
             black
             ,
             a
             round
             and
             fleshie
             face
             ,
             fair
             hair
             and
             smooth
             ,
             a
             rolling
             eye
             ,
             and
             one
             desirous
             of
             trimming
             and
             making
             himself
             neat
             both
             in
             clothes
             and
             body
             .
             In
             whose
             geniture
             ♂
             and
             ♀
             are
             in
             ☌
             ,
             ⚹
             or
             △
             ,
             
               Plerumque
               amatores
               sunt
               ,
               &
               si
               foemina
               ,
               meritrices
               ,
            
             they
             are
             undobtedly
             inclined
             to
             
               love
            
             and
             
               erorick
               melancholy
               ,
            
             and
             if
             Women
             ,
             
               Queans
               ;
            
             for
             
               Martialists
            
             and
             Men
             of
             
               War
            
             are
             easily
             taken
             prisoners
             by
             
               Cupid
               .
               Cardan
            
             saith
             of
             himself
             in
             the
             judgement
             of
             his
             
               geniture
               ,
            
             that
             a
             ☌
             of
             ♀
             and
             ☿
             in
             the
             dignities
             of
             ☿
             ,
             perpetually
             troubled
             him
             with
             
               venereal
               thoughts
               ,
            
             that
             he
             could
             never
             rest
             ,
             so
             strong
             was
             their
             influence
             upon
             him
             .
             In
             whose
             
               genesis
            
             ♀
             shall
             be
             in
             a
             
               masculine
               signe
               ,
            
             and
             in
             the
             termes
             or
             ☍
             of
             ♃
             ,
             signifies
             the
             parties
             to
             be
             very
             much
             inclined
             to
             the
             sports
             of
             ♀
             .
          
           
             
               Phlegmatick
            
             persons
             are
             rarely
             captivated
             ,
             and
             those
             who
             are
             naturally
             
               melancholy
            
             lesse
             then
             they
             ;
             but
             if
             they
             once
             be
             catched
             in
             the
             snare
             (
             unlesse
             they
             hang
             themselves
             ,
             which
             they
             will
             be
             much
             inclined
             to
             )
             they
             will
             never
             be
             free
             .
             But
             (
             as
             Mr.
             
               Burton
            
             saith
             )
             the
             
             
               Colts
               evil
            
             is
             common
             to
             all
             complexions
             ,
             whilest
             they
             are
             young
             and
             lusty
             .
             And
             some
             refer
             it
             
               adtesticulorum
               crisin
               ,
            
             to
             the
             hot
             temperature
             of
             the
             resticles
             .
          
           
             Now
             to
             declare
             what
             time
             is
             most
             fit
             and
             delightfull
             to
             
               Lovers
               ;
            
             It
             is
             that
             time
             of
             the
             year
             ,
             when
             the
             longest
             dayes
             make
             the
             evenings
             most
             delightful
             ,
             and
             dispose
             
               Lovers
            
             to
             accommodate
             their
             ears
             ,
             to
             the
             chirping
             melody
             of
             the
             
               airy
               Quire
               ,
            
             which
             awakeneth
             a
             marvellous
             desire
             in
             their
             hearts
             .
             
               May
            
             is
             called
             
               Loves
               moneth
               ,
            
             either
             because
             the
             temperature
             of
             the
             season
             which
             is
             hot
             and
             moist
             ,
             of
             the
             nature
             of
             
               Venus
               ,
            
             doth
             incline
             all
             creatures
             to
             chuse
             and
             select
             their
             mates
             ;
             or
             because
             
               Venus
            
             at
             that
             time
             doth
             usher
             in
             
               Aurora
               ,
            
             and
             by
             her
             influence
             doth
             excite
             the
             hearts
             of
             
               Lovers
            
             to
             rise
             early
             to
             view
             the
             richnesse
             of
             
               Flora
               ,
            
             and
             the
             ear-pleasing
             harmony
             ,
             and
             
               love-exciting
            
             melody
             of
             the
             
               Nightingale
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             In
             what
             principal
             part
             of
             the
             
               Microcosme
            
             or
             Body
             of
             Man
             is
             the
             seat
             of
             
               Love
               .
            
          
           
             
               LOve
            
             having
             his
             first
             entrance
             in
             at
             the
             
               eyes
               ,
            
             which
             are
             the
             faithful
             spies
             and
             intelligencers
             of
             the
             
               soul
               ,
            
             stealing
             gently
             through
             those
             sluces
             ,
             and
             so
             passing
             insensibly
             to
             the
             
               liver
               ,
            
             it
             there
             presently
             imprinteth
             an
             ardent
             desire
             of
             the
             
               object
               ,
            
             which
             is
             either
             
               really
               lovely
               ,
            
             or
             at
             least
             
               appears
               to
               be
               so
               .
            
             But
             distrusting
             its
             own
             strength
             ,
             and
             fearing
             it
             is
             not
             able
             to
             overthrow
             the
             
               reason
               ,
            
             it
             presently
             layeth
             siege
             to
             the
             
               heart
               ;
            
             of
             which
             having
             once
             fully
             possest
             it self
             ,
             as
             being
             the
             strongest
             fort
             of
             all
             ,
             it
             assaults
             so
             violently
             the
             
               reason
               ,
            
             and
             all
             the
             noble
             parts
             of
             the
             
               brain
               ,
            
             that
             they
             are
             suddenly
             forced
             to
             yield
             themselves
             up
             to
             its
             subjection
             .
             So
             that
             now
             the
             poor
             
               enamorato
               ,
            
             or
             
               Loves
               weather
               ▪
               beaten
               widgeon
            
             thinks
             of
             nothing
             but
             his
             
               Mistresse
               .
            
             So
             that
             through
             the
             
               eye
            
             it
             seizeth
             upon
             the
             
               liver
               ,
            
             which
             is
             the
             first
             receptacle
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             then
             the
             
               heart
               ,
            
             then
             the
             
               brain
            
             and
             
               bloud
               ,
            
             and
             then
             the
             
               spirits
               ,
            
             and
             so
             consequently
             the
             
               imagination
            
             and
             
               reason
               .
            
             The
             
               Liver
            
             to
             be
             the
             seat
             of
             
               Love
            
             is
             grounded
             upon
             the
             saying
             of
             
               Solomon
            
             (
             in
             Prov.
             7.
             )
             That
             
               a
               young
               man
               void
               of
               understanding
               goeth
               after
               a
               strange
               woman
               till
               a
               dart
               strike
               through
               his
               Liver
               .
               Cogit
               amare
               jecur
               ,
            
             the
             which
             being
             
               affected
            
             and
             
               inflamed
            
             setteth
             all
             the
             other
             principall
             parts
             on
             
               fire
               ;
            
             according
             to
             
               Senec.
            
             in
             
               Hippol
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               —
               Pectus
               insanum
               vapor
            
             
               Amorque
               torret
               ,
               intimas
               saevus
               vorat
            
             
               Penitus
               medullas
               ,
               atque
               per
               venas
               meat
            
             
               Visceribus
               ignis
               mersus
               &
               venis
               latens
               ,
            
             
               Vt
               agilis
               altas
               flamma
               percurrit
               trabes
               .
            
          
           
             
               Now
               
                 Love
              
               within
               my
               raging
               bosome
               fumes
               ,
            
             
               And
               with
               a
               cruell
               fire
               my
               reins
               consumes
               .
            
             
               The
               flame
               within
               my
               bowels
               hid
               remains
               ,
            
             
               Thence
               shooteth
               up
               and
               down
               my
               melting
               veins
               ,
            
             
               As
               agile
               fire
               over
               dry
               Timber
               spreads
               .
            
          
           
             
               Valesius
               lib.
            
             3.
             
               Contr.
            
             13.
             saith
             ,
             that
             that
             
               Love
            
             which
             is
             in
             Men
             ,
             is
             defined
             to
             be
             an
             
               affection
            
             of
             both
             powers
             ,
             
               appetite
            
             and
             
               reason
               .
            
             The
             rationall
             resides
             in
             the
             
               brain
               ,
            
             and
             the
             
               appetite
            
             in
             the
             
               Liver
               ,
            
             and
             the
             
               heart
            
             is
             diversly
             affected
             of
             both
             ,
             and
             carryed
             a
             thousand
             wayes
             by
             consent
             ,
             being
             variously
             inclined
             ,
             sometimes
             
               merry
            
             and
             
               jocond
               ,
            
             and
             sometimes
             
               sad
            
             and
             
               dejected
               .
            
             The
             
               sensitive
               faculty
            
             over-ruling
             
               reason
               ,
            
             carryes
             the
             
               soul
            
             hoodwink't
             ,
             and
             hurries
             the
             
               understanding
            
             to
             
               Dawfair
            
             to
             eat
             a
             
               Wood-cock
               pie
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             Of
             
               Jealousie
            
             in
             
               Lovers
               ;
            
             the
             Defininition
             ,
             the
             Signes
             ,
             and
             Symptomes
             of
             it
             .
          
           
             IT
             is
             described
             and
             defined
             to
             be
             a
             certain
             
               suspicion
            
             which
             the
             
               Lover
            
             hath
             of
             the
             
               party
            
             he
             chiefly
             
               affecteth
               ,
            
             lest
             he
             or
             she
             should
             be
             
               enamoured
            
             of
             another
             .
             Or
             an
             eager
             desire
             of
             enjoying
             some
             
               beauty
            
             alone
             ,
             and
             to
             have
             it
             proper
             to
             himself
             only
             .
             It
             is
             a
             fear
             or
             doubt
             lest
             any
             forainer
             should
             participate
             or
             share
             with
             him
             in
             his
             
               love
               ;
            
             still
             apt
             to
             suspect
             the
             worst
             in
             such
             doubtfull
             cases
             .
             This
             
               passion
            
             of
             
               Jealousie
            
             is
             more
             eminent
             among
             Batchelours
             ,
             then
             Marryed-men
             .
             If
             it
             appear
             among
             Batchelours
             ,
             we
             commonly
             call
             them
             
               Rivals
            
             or
             
               Corrivals
               ,
            
             a
             similitude
             having
             its
             original
             from
             a
             River
             ,
             
               Rivales
               a
               rivo
               ;
            
             for
             as
             a
             River
             divides
             a
             common
             ground
             betwixt
             two
             Men
             ,
             and
             both
             participate
             of
             it
             :
             So
             is
             a
             Woman
             indifferent
             betwixt
             two
             
               Suitors
               ,
            
             both
             likely
             to
             enjoy
             her
             ;
             and
             thence
             cometh
             this
             
               emulation
               ,
            
             which
             breaks
             out
             many
             times
             into
             tempestuous
             stormes
             ,
             and
             produceth
             lamentable
             effects
             ,
             
               murders
            
             it self
             with
             much
             cruelty
             ,
             many
             
               single
               combates
               .
            
          
           
             
               Ariosto
            
             calls
             it
             a
             
               fury
               ,
            
             a
             
               continual
               Fever
               ,
               full
               of
               suspicion
               ,
               fear
            
             and
             
               sorrow
               ,
            
             a
             
               mirth-marring
               monster
               .
            
             (
             Ecclus.
             28.
             6.
             )
             
               The
               sorrow
               and
               grief
               of
               heart
               of
               one
               woman
               jealous
               of
               another
               is
               heavier
               then
               death
               .
            
             But
             true
             and
             pure
             
               Love
            
             is
             without
             
               jealousie
               ,
            
             for
             this
             
               affection
            
             springs
             
             from
             the
             
               love
            
             of
             
               concupiscency
               ,
            
             for
             
               jealousie
            
             is
             a
             
               fear
            
             (
             as
             I
             have
             said
             )
             which
             a
             Man
             hath
             ,
             lest
             another
             should
             enjoy
             the
             thing
             he
             desireth
             :
             the
             reason
             thereof
             is
             ,
             because
             we
             judge
             it
             hurtfull
             either
             to
             our selves
             ,
             or
             to
             those
             whom
             we
             
               love
               ,
            
             if
             others
             should
             enjoy
             it
             .
             And
             if
             they
             have
             any
             interest
             in
             the
             party
             
               beloved
               ,
            
             they
             have
             a
             speciall
             care
             that
             no
             other
             have
             the
             fruition
             thereof
             but
             themselves
             ,
             taking
             the
             matter
             heavily
             if
             it
             fall
             out
             otherwise
             ;
             being
             very
             much
             offended
             and
             full
             of
             indignation
             ,
             against
             him
             that
             should
             attempt
             any
             such
             thing
             ;
             being
             very
             suspicious
             ,
             and
             carrying
             within
             themselves
             matter
             of
             
               jealousie
               ,
            
             and
             tormenting
             themselves
             and
             others
             without
             cause
             ;
             for
             
               Love
            
             with
             
               Jealousie
            
             and
             a
             
               madman
            
             are
             
               cozen
               ▪
               germans
            
             in
             
               understanding
               ;
            
             for
             questionlesse
             immoderate
             
               love
            
             is
             a
             
               madnesse
               :
            
             and
             then
             had
             
               Bedlam
            
             need
             be
             a
             great
             and
             spacious
             house
             ;
             for
             he
             that
             never
             was
             in
             that
             predicament
             is
             either
             blinde
             or
             babish
             .
          
           
             When
             
               jealousie
            
             once
             seiseth
             on
             these
             silly
             ,
             weak
             ,
             and
             unresisting
             
               souls
               ;
            
             't
             is
             pitifull
             to
             see
             ,
             how
             cruelly
             it
             tormenteth
             them
             ,
             insultingly
             it
             tyrannizeth
             over
             them
             .
             It
             insinuateth
             it self
             under
             colour
             of
             friendship
             :
             but
             after
             it
             once
             possesseth
             them
             ,
             the
             same
             causes
             which
             served
             for
             a
             ground
             of
             goodwill
             ,
             serves
             for
             the
             foundation
             of
             mortal
             hatred
             .
             Of
             all
             the
             mindes
             diseases
             ,
             that
             is
             it
             ,
             whereto
             most
             things
             serve
             for
             sustenance
             ,
             and
             fewest
             for
             remedy
             .
             This
             consuming
             
               Fever
            
             blemisheth
             and
             corrupteth
             all
             that
             otherwise
             is
             good
             and
             goodly
             in
             them
             .
             But
             as
             the
             
               most
               firme
            
             in
             
               Religion
               ,
            
             may
             have
             
               doubts
               ;
            
             so
             the
             most
             confident
             in
             
               Love
               ,
            
             are
             capable
             of
             some
             
               suspicion
               .
            
             The
             strongest
             trees
             are
             shaken
             by
             the
             winde
             ,
             though
             the
             root
             be
             fixed
             ,
             whilst
             the
             leaves
             and
             branches
             be
             tossed
             .
             Why
             should
             we
             not
             rest
             our selves
             ,
             and
             abandon
             all
             
               suspicious
               Ideas
               ,
            
             after
             having
             had
             a
             tryall
             of
             a
             person
             ,
             and
             many
             effects
             
             for
             testimonies
             of
             the
             
               affection
               ?
            
             yet
             all
             these
             proofs
             and
             tryals
             keep
             us
             not
             from
             vexing
             and
             tormenting
             our selves
             ;
             because
             
               fear
               ,
            
             which
             is
             not
             in
             our
             power
             to
             restrain
             ,
             interprets
             ill
             the
             least
             appearance
             ,
             and
             buries
             it self
             in
             false
             objections
             ,
             where
             it
             findes
             no
             true
             ones
             .
             O
             weak
             
               jealousie
               ,
            
             did
             ever
             thy
             prying
             and
             suspicious
             sight
             finde
             thy
             Mistresses
             lip
             guilty
             of
             any
             smile
             ?
             or
             any
             lascivious
             glance
             from
             her
             
               eye
               ?
            
             doest
             not
             thou
             see
             the
             
               blushes
            
             of
             her
             
               cheeks
            
             are
             
               innocent
               ?
            
             her
             
               carriage
               ,
               sober
               ?
            
             her
             
               discourse
            
             all
             
               chast
               ?
            
             no
             
               toyish
               gesture
               ?
            
             no
             desire
             to
             see
             the
             
               publick
               shewes
               ,
            
             or
             haunt
             the
             
               Theater
               ?
            
             she
             is
             no
             
               popular
               Mistresse
               ,
            
             all
             her
             
               kisses
            
             do
             speak
             her
             
               Virgin
               ?
            
             such
             a
             
               bashful
               heat
            
             at
             several
             tides
             ebbes
             and
             flowes
             ;
             flowes
             and
             ebbes
             again
             ,
             as
             it
             were
             affraid
             to
             meet
             our
             
               wilder
               flame
               ?
            
             what
             is
             it
             then
             that
             stirs
             up
             this
             
               hot
               passion
            
             in
             thee
             ?
             Some
             will
             object
             and
             say
             ,
             All
             this
             is
             but
             cunningnesse
             ,
             (
             as
             who
             knowes
             the
             sleights
             of
             
               Sirens
               ?
               )
            
             It
             is
             these
             
               Idiots
            
             that
             have
             these
             symptomes
             of
             
               jealousie
               ,
            
             as
             
               fear
               ,
               sorrow
               ,
               suspicion
               ,
               strange
               actions
               ,
               gestures
               ,
               outrages
               ,
               lockings
               up
               ,
               oathes
               ,
               tryals
               ,
            
             with
             a
             thousand
             more
             devises
             then
             any
             pen
             is
             able
             to
             enumerate
             .
             'T
             is
             a
             vehement
             passion
             ,
             a
             furious
             perturbation
             ,
             a
             bitter
             pain
             ,
             a
             scorching
             fire
             ,
             a
             pernicious
             curiosity
             ,
             it
             fils
             the
             minde
             with
             grief
             ,
             half
             suspicion
             ,
             accidentall
             brawles
             ,
             compassionate
             tears
             ,
             throbbings
             of
             the
             heart
             ,
             distracted
             cogitations
             ,
             inconstant
             desires
             ,
             and
             a
             thousand
             the
             like
             lancing
             razors
             ,
             that
             cut
             and
             wound
             the
             hearts
             of
             Men
             (
             as
             Gall
             corrupting
             the
             Hony
             of
             our
             life
             )
             more
             then
             ordinarily
             disquieted
             and
             discontented
             .
          
           
             Next
             time
             you
             see
             a
             
               jealous
               Lover
               ,
            
             doe
             but
             mark
             him
             ,
             and
             you
             shall
             see
             (
             without
             a
             pair
             of
             Spectacles
             )
             how
             he
             misinterprets
             every
             thing
             is
             either
             said
             or
             done
             ,
             most
             apt
             to
             mistake
             or
             misconster
             ,
             he
             peeps
             into
             every
             corner
             ,
             followes
             close
             ,
             observes
             to
             an
             hair
             all
             the
             postures
             
             and
             actions
             of
             his
             Mistresse
             ,
             he
             will
             sometimes
             sigh
             ,
             weep
             ,
             and
             sob
             for
             anger
             ,
             swear
             ,
             slander
             ,
             and
             belie
             any
             Man
             ,
             sometimes
             he
             will
             use
             obsequious
             and
             flattering
             speeches
             ,
             and
             aske
             forgivenesse
             ,
             condemning
             his
             rashnesse
             and
             folly
             ,
             and
             then
             immediately
             again
             ,
             he
             is
             as
             impatient
             and
             furious
             as
             ever
             he
             was
             ;
             therefore
             I
             wish
             (
             Gentlewomen
             )
             to
             beware
             of
             such
             
               infidels
               ,
            
             who
             wax
             and
             wane
             an
             hundred
             times
             in
             an
             hour
             ,
             as
             though
             they
             were
             got
             in
             the
             change
             of
             the
             
               Moon
               :
            
             so
             strange
             is
             the
             inferences
             of
             this
             
               malicious
               jealousie
               ,
            
             that
             it
             never
             makes
             a
             good
             
               Logician
               .
            
             He
             pries
             on
             all
             sides
             ,
             accurately
             observing
             on
             whom
             she
             looks
             ,
             and
             who
             looks
             on
             her
             .
             
               Argus
            
             did
             not
             so
             keep
             his
             
               Cow
               ,
            
             the
             watchfull
             
               Dragon
            
             the
             
               golden
               Fleece
               ,
            
             or
             
               Cerberus
               ,
               Hell
               gates
               ,
            
             as
             he
             does
             her
             ,
             toyling
             and
             wasting
             away
             himself
             in
             pursuite
             of
             so
             concealed
             a
             mystery
             ,
             and
             so
             obscure
             a
             verification
             .
             If
             he
             see
             her
             
               discourse
            
             familiarly
             with
             another
             ,
             if
             by
             
               nod
               ,
               winke
               ,
               smile
            
             or
             
               message
               ,
            
             he
             think
             she
             discloseth
             her self
             to
             another
             ,
             he
             is
             instantly
             
               tormented
               ,
            
             none
             so
             
               dejected
            
             as
             he
             is
             ,
             he
             thinks
             himself
             utterly
             undone
             ,
             a
             
               cast
               away
               ,
            
             the
             
               scorne
            
             of
             
               fortune
               .
            
          
           
             There
             are
             some
             ,
             (
             though
             their
             hearts
             be
             violently
             assaulted
             with
             
               jealousie
            
             and
             
               false
               suspicion
               ,
            
             insomuch
             that
             they
             can
             never
             rest
             in
             quiet
             )
             make
             shew
             outwardly
             of
             a
             happy
             life
             ,
             and
             a
             carelesse
             neglect
             of
             their
             
               best
               beloved
               ;
            
             yet
             in
             despite
             of
             themselves
             and
             their
             best
             endevours
             ,
             they
             cannot
             dissemble
             it
             .
             It
             is
             the
             natural
             course
             of
             this
             
               passion
               ,
            
             for
             it
             is
             with
             those
             who
             are
             in
             the
             highest
             pitch
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             as
             those
             who
             are
             on
             the
             tops
             of
             great
             
               elevations
               ,
            
             their
             heads
             grow
             dizie
             ,
             and
             though
             no body
             touch
             them
             ,
             they
             reel
             till
             they
             fall
             of
             themselves
             ,
             meerly
             by
             the
             fear
             of
             falling
             .
             And
             this
             is
             the
             
               passion
            
             that
             ruines
             
               Loves
            
             reputation
             ,
             and
             disorders
             ▪
             the
             
               souls
            
             tranquillity
             .
             Therefore
             ,
          
           
           
             
               If
               
                 Lovers
              
               needs
               must
               
                 jealous
              
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               from
               this
               venom
               ne'r
               be
               free
               ,
            
             
               Then
               fie
               upon
               't
               ;
               my
               prayer
               shall
               be
               ,
            
             
               From
               
                 Love
              
               (
               good
               
                 Jove
                 )
              
               deliver
               me
               .
            
          
           
             Now
             as
             touching
             Women
             ,
             they
             have
             the
             
               symptomes
            
             of
             this
             
               passion
            
             more
             vehemently
             ,
             their
             
               wils
            
             being
             stronger
             then
             their
             
               reason
               ,
            
             there
             is
             no
             counsell
             to
             be
             given
             them
             against
             this
             evill
             of
             
               jealousie
               ,
            
             their
             nature
             being
             wholly
             suspicion
             ,
             vanity
             and
             curiosity
             .
             If
             you
             seek
             to
             perswade
             them
             ,
             they
             will
             flie
             out
             against
             you
             like
             so
             many
             
               Lyonesses
               ,
            
             objecting
             ,
             How
             can
             they
             moderate
             their
             
               passions
               ?
            
             how
             can
             they
             but
             be
             
               jealous
               ,
            
             when
             they
             see
             themselves
             manifestly
             neglected
             ,
             contemned
             ,
             loathed
             ,
             unkindly
             used
             ,
             and
             their
             
               unkind
               Lovers
            
             court
             Ladies
             to
             their
             faces
             ?
             There
             is
             a
             tree
             in
             
               Mexicana
            
             which
             is
             so
             exceedingly
             tender
             ,
             that
             a
             Man
             cannot
             touch
             any
             of
             its
             branches
             ,
             but
             it
             withers
             presently
             :
             so
             Women
             are
             so
             subject
             to
             this
             
               passion
               ,
            
             that
             (
             like
             tinder
             )
             they
             will
             take
             fire
             at
             the
             least
             sparke
             of
             suspicion
             ,
             and
             a
             small
             touch
             will
             wound
             and
             kill
             their
             
               love
               .
            
          
           
             This
             
               passion
            
             is
             most
             predominant
             in
             old
             Men
             (
             as
             saith
             the
             Author
             of
             the
             
               Accomplisht
               Woman
               )
            
             which
             very
             properly
             be
             compared
             to
             
               Ivy
               ,
            
             because
             that
             grows
             ordinarily
             upon
             old
             heapes
             or
             ruines
             ;
             so
             this
             
               passion
            
             wreathes
             it self
             most
             commonly
             about
             old
             tortured
             and
             dejected
             spirits
             ,
             such
             as
             marry
             young
             wenches
             ,
             and
             how
             can
             they
             be
             otherwise
             ,
             all
             things
             considered
             ?
             We
             see
             
               Ivy
            
             flourishing
             upon
             dry
             ,
             withered
             ,
             and
             saplesse
             trees
             :
             so
             in
             old
             Men
             this
             
               passion
            
             is
             very
             potent
             and
             youthfull
             ;
             and
             becomes
             the
             stronger
             in
             such
             ,
             as
             age
             ,
             or
             crazinesse
             of
             wit
             infeebles
             or
             stupefies
             .
             It
             is
             no
             great
             miracle
             ,
             if
             
               jealous
            
             ones
             be
             lean
             ,
             their
             
               passions
            
             
             feeding
             on
             nothing
             but
             faintnesse
             ;
             and
             nothing
             like
             
               melancholy
            
             to
             entertain
             
               jealousie
               .
            
             Therefore
             I
             exhort
             Gentlewomen
             not
             to
             bestow
             themselves
             upon
             fools
             ,
             or
             apparent
             melancholy
             persons
             ,
             
               jealousie
            
             being
             a
             symptome
             of
             that
             disease
             ,
             and
             fools
             have
             no
             moderation
             .
          
           
             It
             is
             an
             enemy
             with
             poysoned
             weapons
             ,
             and
             his
             approach
             is
             enough
             to
             overthrow
             ;
             when
             the
             
               memory
            
             hath
             once
             received
             it
             ,
             
               reason
            
             often
             comes
             too
             late
             for
             a
             resistance
             .
             I
             hope
             I
             shall
             not
             be
             thought
             a
             vagrant
             from
             my
             subject
             ,
             if
             I
             tell
             marryed
             couples
             that
             
               suspicion
            
             of
             it self
             is
             able
             to
             make
             one
             flie
             out
             that
             was
             otherwise
             honest
             .
             If
             we
             consider
             that
             
               jealousie
            
             and
             
               Cuckolds
            
             differ
             no
             otherwise
             then
             a
             City
             Sheriffe
             and
             Alderman
             ,
             a
             little
             time
             makes
             the
             one
             the
             other
             ;
             for
             it
             is
             as
             common
             as
             the
             
               Moon
            
             gives
             hornes
             twice
             a
             moneth
             to
             the
             world
             ,
             for
             a
             
               jealous
            
             Man
             to
             wear
             
               Actaeons
            
             badge
             ;
             the
             Miller
             sees
             not
             all
             the
             water
             that
             goes
             by
             his
             Mill
             :
             sometimes
             
               Sweet-heart
            
             and
             
               Cuckold
            
             are
             reciprocal
             termes
             :
             many
             a
             good
             Gentleman
             hath
             worn
             a
             plume
             of
             Buls
             feathers
             in
             his
             crest
             ,
             being
             set
             in
             by
             his
             arrant
             honest
             Mistresse
             .
          
           
             There
             was
             a
             
               Roman
            
             named
             
               Cydippus
               ,
            
             who
             took
             so
             great
             a
             delight
             to
             see
             Buls
             baited
             ,
             that
             it
             set
             such
             an
             impression
             in
             his
             
               Idea
               ,
            
             as
             he
             thought
             so
             much
             of
             it
             over
             night
             ,
             that
             he
             arose
             in
             the
             morning
             with
             a
             horned
             head
             .
             This
             spectacle
             pleased
             him
             ,
             for
             that
             he
             had
             entertained
             his
             fancy
             with
             it
             ,
             and
             in
             the
             end
             his
             imagination
             did
             him
             this
             ill
             office
             .
             There
             is
             no
             malice
             sufficiently
             black
             to
             blind
             this
             
               passions
               capacity
               ;
            
             it
             gives
             subtlety
             and
             craft
             to
             the
             dullest
             ,
             and
             perverts
             the
             most
             vertuous
             to
             seek
             satisfaction
             for
             the
             injury
             :
             if
             has
             no
             bound
             to
             inventions
             ,
             it
             brings
             ruine
             to
             its
             fosterer
             ,
             as
             it
             did
             to
             
               Procris
               ,
            
             jealous
             of
             her
             husband
             
               Cephalus
               ,
            
             she
             imagined
             he
             had
             a
             Mistresse
             
             besides
             her self
             ;
             which
             (
             she
             thought
             )
             he
             went
             to
             seek
             in
             the
             woods
             under
             pretence
             of
             hunting
             ;
             she
             hid
             her self
             behind
             a
             bush
             ,
             thinking
             to
             hear
             the
             discourse
             of
             his
             solitary
             thought
             ;
             he
             hearing
             a
             stir
             and
             a
             noise
             in
             the
             thicket
             ,
             and
             believing
             it
             was
             a
             Deer
             ,
             shot
             an
             arrow
             at
             it
             and
             struck
             her
             to
             the
             heart
             ;
             she
             dying
             cryed
             
               Cephalus
               ,
            
             which
             word
             made
             him
             know
             he
             had
             taken
             his
             Wife
             for
             a
             beast
             ;
             and
             I
             think
             he
             was
             not
             very
             much
             mistaken
             .
             Also
             Mr.
             
               Brathwaith
            
             in
             his
             
               English
               Gentlewoman
            
             records
             a
             matchlesse
             president
             of
             
               Jealousie
            
             acted
             in
             
               England
               ,
            
             with
             the
             like
             tragicall
             conclusion
             ;
             He
             hath
             it
             in
             these
             words
             :
          
           
             
               IT
               sometimes
               pleased
               a
               young
               Gentlewoman
               ,
               whose
               fortunes
               had
               swelled
               her
               high
               ,
               to
               settle
               her
               
                 affections
              
               on
               a
               Gentleman
               of
               deserving
               parts
               ,
               which
               he
               entertained
               with
               a
               generous
               requitall
               :
               nothing
               was
               omitted
               that
               might
               any
               way
               increase
               their
               respect
               ,
               or
               second
               the
               height
               of
               their
               joyes
               .
               Continuall
               resort
               and
               frequent
               made
               them
               inseparably
               one
               ;
               no
               day
               so
               pleasing
               as
               when
               they
               were
               together
               ,
               no
               hour
               so
               tedious
               as
               when
               they
               were
               asunder
               .
               But
               short
               is
               that
               moment
               of
               fading
               happinesse
               ,
               which
               hath
               in
               it
               a
               relish
               of
               lightnesse
               ,
               and
               is
               not
               grounded
               on
               essentiall
               goodnesse
               .
               Long
               had
               they
               not
               thus
               lived
               ,
               and
               sociably
               
                 loved
                 ,
              
               but
               the
               Gentlewoman
               conceived
               some
               private
               suspicion
               that
               her self
               was
               not
               the
               sole
               soveraignesse
               of
               his
               heart
               ;
               but
               that
               another
               was
               become
               sharer
               in
               his
               
                 Love
                 .
              
               Neither
               was
               this
               Competitrice
               ,
               whom
               she
               suspected
               ,
               any
               other
               then
               her
               own
               attendant
               ,
               whose
               Casket
               she
               secretly
               opened
               ,
               where
               she
               found
               a
               Ring
               of
               especiall
               
               note
               ,
               which
               she
               had
               formerly
               bestowed
               on
               him
               .
               This
               confirmed
               her
               conceit
               ,
               changed
               her
               
                 reall
                 love
              
               into
               
                 mortall
                 hate
                 ;
              
               which
               she
               seconded
               with
               this
               
                 Tragick
                 act
                 .
              
               Inviting
               him
               one
               day
               into
               a
               Summer
               Arbour
               ,
               where
               in
               former
               times
               ,
               they
               were
               wont
               to
               repose
               ,
               amidst
               of
               an
               amorous
               discourse
               ,
               she
               casually
               fixt
               her
               eye
               upon
               three
               Lennets
               ,
               one
               whereof
               picking
               some
               Privet
               leaves
               ,
               purposely
               to
               build
               her
               nest
               ,
               flew
               away
               ,
               whilest
               the
               two
               which
               remained
               ,
               lovingly
               billed
               one
               with
               another
               ;
               which
               she
               intentively
               observing
               ,
               used
               these
               words
               ,
               
                 How
                 tenderly
                 and
                 intimately
                 do
                 these
                 poor
                 fools
                 mate
                 it
                 ?
                 were
                 it
                 not
                 pity
                 they
                 should
                 be
                 ever
                 divided
                 ?
              
               Which
               words
               she
               had
               no
               sooner
               uttered
               ,
               then
               the
               
                 she
                 Lennet
              
               flew
               away
               ,
               and
               left
               the
               
                 male
              
               alone
               ,
               till
               another
               returned
               ;
               with
               whom
               the
               
                 he
                 Lennet
              
               billed
               ,
               and
               amorously
               wooed
               ,
               as
               he
               had
               done
               before
               ;
               which
               she
               more
               seriously
               eyeing
               ,
               
                 O
                 ,
              
               quoth
               she
               ,
               
                 How
                 light
                 these
                 Males
                 are
                 in
                 their
                 affection
                 !
                 This
                 may
                 seem
                 to
                 you
                 an
                 easie
                 errour
                 ,
                 but
                 were
                 I
                 judge
                 of
                 Birds
                 ,
                 it
                 should
                 receive
                 due
                 censure
                 .
                 Why
                 Lady
              
               (
               replyed
               he
               )
               
                 these
                 poor
                 Birds
                 doe
                 but
                 according
                 to
                 their
                 kinde
                 .
                 Yea
                 but
                 what
                 do
                 ye
                 Men
                 then
                 ,
                 who
                 ingage
                 your selves
                 ,
                 interest
                 your selves
                 ,
                 empawn
                 your
                 souls
                 to
                 be
                 constant
                 where
                 you
                 professe
                 Love
                 ,
                 and
                 perform
                 nothing
                 lesse
                 then
                 what
                 you
                 professe
                 most
                 .
              
               Nor
               would
               her
               long
               intended
               revenge
               admit
               more
               liberty
               to
               her
               tongue
               ;
               for
               with
               a
               passionate
               enterbreath
               ,
               she
               closed
               this
               speech
               with
               a
               fatall
               stab
               ;
               leaving
               so
               much
               time
               to
               her
               unfortunate
               and
               dysasterous
               
                 Lover
                 ,
              
               as
               to
               discover
               to
               one
               of
               that
               sorrowfull
               family
               the
               ground
               of
               her
               hate
               ;
               the
               occasion
               of
               his
               fall
               ,
               
               which
               hastened
               on
               the
               dolefull
               Scene
               of
               her
               
                 Tragedy
                 .
              
               And
               these
               are
               the
               products
               of
               that
               Hell-born
               fiend
               
                 Jealousie
                 .
              
            
          
           
             An
             
               Astrologer
            
             may
             give
             a
             probable
             conjecture
             ,
             by
             every
             Mans
             Nativity
             (
             if
             it
             may
             be
             had
             )
             whether
             he
             will
             be
             
               jealous
            
             or
             no
             ,
             and
             at
             what
             time
             ,
             by
             the
             direction
             of
             the
             
               Significators
            
             to
             their
             severall
             
               promissors
               ;
            
             of
             which
             you
             may
             read
             many
             
               Aphorismes
            
             in
             
               Sconer
               ,
               Junctine
               ,
               Pontanus
               ,
               Ptolemy
               ,
               Albubator
               ,
            
             &c.
             
          
        
         
         
           
             The
             Remedies
             of
             
               Love
               .
            
          
           
             THat
             we
             may
             use
             the
             
               Method
               of
               Art
               ;
            
             To
             cure
             the
             
               effects
               ,
            
             is
             first
             to
             take
             away
             the
             
               cause
               .
               Cessante
               causa
               ,
               cessat
               effectus
               ,
            
             take
             away
             the
             
               cause
               ,
            
             and
             the
             
               effect
            
             ceaseth
             .
             It
             was
             the
             scope
             of
             our
             discourse
             in
             the
             second
             Section
             of
             this
             Treatise
             ,
             to
             discover
             the
             
               Causes
            
             (
             those
             incendiaries
             and
             fomenters
             of
             this
             inordinate
             
               passion
               ,
            
             or
             this
             intoxicating
             poyson
             )
             in
             the
             third
             Section
             we
             demonstrated
             the
             
               Effects
            
             arising
             from
             them
             ;
             now
             in
             this
             last
             Section
             it
             is
             our
             purpose
             to
             treat
             of
             the
             
               Cure
            
             and
             
               Remedies
            
             of
             them
             .
          
           
             We
             will
             begin
             at
             the
             
               second
               cause
               ,
               viz.
            
             the
             
               Stars
            
             (
             for
             the
             
               first
               cause
            
             instituted
             by
             the
             Creator
             was
             moderate
             and
             good
             .
             )
             As
             the
             
               minde
            
             hath
             its
             
               natural
               principles
            
             of
             
               knowledge
               ,
            
             so
             the
             
               will
            
             hath
             her
             
               natural
               inclinations
            
             and
             
               affections
            
             from
             the
             
               influence
            
             of
             the
             
               Stars
               ;
            
             for
             they
             do
             incline
             the
             
               will
            
             to
             
               love
               ,
            
             but
             do
             not
             compell
             it
             ;
             
               agunt
               non
               cogunt
               ;
            
             of
             their
             own
             nature
             they
             are
             good
             ,
             as
             they
             are
             taken
             from
             the
             first
             nature
             created
             of
             God
             ;
             neither
             would
             they
             be
             at
             any
             time
             hurtfull
             ,
             if
             there
             were
             not
             excesse
             in
             us
             proceeding
             from
             nature
             corrupted
             ;
             which
             afterwards
             by
             the
             force
             of
             their
             influence
             ,
             breed
             in
             us
             such
             
               inclinations
            
             and
             
               affections
            
             as
             are
             these
             
               passions
               .
            
             For
             God
             in
             the
             beginning
             made
             all
             things
             good
             ;
             neither
             doth
             he
             forbid
             and
             condemn
             this
             
               love
            
             and
             
               affection
            
             in
             his
             Law
             ,
             
             so
             far
             forth
             as
             it
             is
             ruled
             thereby
             ,
             but
             approveth
             it
             being
             instituted
             in
             the
             Creation
             .
             But
             when
             this
             
               love
            
             and
             
               affection
            
             is
             disordered
             in
             us
             ,
             and
             is
             inflamed
             ,
             giving
             way
             to
             the
             power
             of
             the
             superiours
             to
             work
             together
             with
             it
             ,
             it
             is
             not
             only
             
               vitious
               ,
            
             but
             is
             as
             it
             were
             the
             originall
             and
             fountain
             of
             all
             
               vices
               ,
            
             (
             for
             what
             
               vice
               ,
            
             would
             a
             Man
             ,
             whose
             
               reason
            
             is
             governed
             by
             
               will
               ,
            
             and
             that
             
               will
            
             inclined
             by
             the
             
               Stars
               ,
            
             leave
             unperpetrated
             to
             effect
             them
             ?
             )
             whereas
             if
             it
             were
             well
             ordered
             ,
             and
             ruled
             according
             to
             the
             
               will
            
             and
             
               institutes
            
             of
             God
             ,
             it
             would
             be
             the
             
               original
            
             and
             
               well-spring
            
             of
             all
             
               vertues
               .
               Sapiens
               dominabitur
               astris
               ;
            
             a
             wise
             man
             through
             
               grace
               ,
            
             and
             the
             strength
             of
             
               reason
            
             can
             moderate
             and
             divert
             their
             
               evill
               influences
               ,
            
             and
             convert
             them
             into
             
               good
               seeds
               of
               virtue
               ;
            
             but
             if
             they
             be
             not
             well
             ordered
             and
             ruled
             ,
             they
             corrupt
             and
             degenerate
             .
             As
             if
             
               Venus
            
             be
             
               Lady
            
             of
             the
             Nativity
             ,
             she
             giveth
             to
             the
             native
             a
             
               sanguine
               complexion
               ,
            
             whose
             nature
             is
             bloud
             ,
             and
             beareth
             greatest
             sway
             among
             the
             other
             humors
             and
             qualities
             ;
             or
             if
             she
             be
             in
             a
             ☌
             ,
             ⚹
             ,
             or
             △
             of
             ♂
             ,
             inclineth
             the
             native
             naturally
             to
             
               love
               ;
            
             if
             this
             be
             not
             moderated
             and
             well
             guided
             by
             
               reason
               ,
            
             but
             letteth
             the
             
               will
            
             receive
             their
             influence
             ,
             and
             their
             work
             upon
             it
             without
             any
             obstruction
             ,
             it
             easily
             passeth
             measure
             ,
             and
             falleth
             into
             this
             foolish
             doting
             
               passion
            
             of
             
               Love
               .
            
             Therefore
             seek
             for
             
               grace
            
             of
             him
             that
             can
             give
             it
             ,
             and
             that
             he
             will
             grant
             
               strength
            
             of
             
               reason
            
             to
             divert
             the
             influxious
             power
             of
             the
             
               superiours
               ,
            
             and
             to
             moderate
             the
             vehement
             heat
             of
             this
             
               Idalian
               fire
               .
            
          
           
             Let
             us
             now
             remove
             the
             
               third
               cause
               ,
            
             and
             that
             is
             ,
             
               Education
               .
            
             (
             for
             to
             remove
             that
             which
             comes
             gradually
             from
             
               Parents
            
             we
             cannot
             ,
             unlesse
             we
             seek
             to
             subvert
             Nature
             ,
             and
             utterly
             extinguish
             the
             race
             of
             Man
             ;
             but
             according
             to
             the
             old
             proverbe
             ,
             
               That
               which
               is
               bred
               in
               the
               bone
               ,
               will
               never
               out
               of
               the
               flesh
               .
               )
            
             If
             you
             finde
             that
             
             your
             
               Parents
            
             have
             been
             addicted
             to
             this
             folly
             ,
             and
             that
             they
             brought
             you
             up
             delicately
             and
             idly
             ,
             and
             that
             you
             feel
             in
             your self
             an
             inlcination
             to
             the
             same
             
               passions
               ;
               Corripite
               lora
               manu
               ;
            
             take
             up
             the
             slackned
             rains
             in
             time
             ,
             before
             you
             run
             your selves
             past
             recovery
             .
             Addict
             your selves
             to
             the
             study
             of
             
               good
               letters
               ,
            
             flying
             
               idlenesse
            
             as
             a
             mortall
             enemy
             ,
             reading
             of
             
               Love
               books
               ,
               Comedies
               ,
            
             looking
             upon
             
               immodest
               Pictures
               ,
               feasts
               ,
               private
               familiarities
               ,
               loose
               company
               ,
            
             and
             have
             in
             derision
             even
             the
             
               shadow
            
             of
             
               impurity
               .
               Love
            
             has
             no
             subject
             so
             apt
             to
             work
             upon
             as
             
               idlenesse
               ,
            
             therefore
             handle
             the
             matter
             so
             ,
             that
             he
             may
             alwayes
             finde
             you
             busied
             ;
             for
             
               Vitia
               otii
               negotio
               discutienda
               sunt
               ,
            
             the
             
               vices
            
             of
             
               idlenesse
            
             should
             be
             shaken
             off
             with
             
               businesse
               ;
            
             and
             to
             this
             effect
             speaks
             the
             Poet
             ;
             
               
                 Otia
                 si
                 tollas
                 ,
                 frangis
                 Cupidinis
                 arcum
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 —
                 An
                 idle
                 life
                 forsake
                 .
              
               
                 What
                 made
                 thee
                 
                   love
                   ,
                
                 a
                 
                   lover
                
                 makes
                 thee
                 still
                 :
              
               
                 The
                 cause
                 of
                 nourishment
                 of
                 that
                 sweet
                 ill
                 ,
              
               
                 Shun
                 
                   idlenesse
                   ,
                
                 and
                 
                   Cupids
                
                 bow
                 will
                 break
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 slighted
                 flames
                 flie
                 out
                 ,
                 disarm'd
                 and
                 weak
                 .
              
               
                 As
                 Reeds
                 in
                 Marishes
                 affect
                 their
                 site
                 ;
              
               
                 As
                 Poplars
                 in
                 the
                 running
                 brooks
                 delight
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 
                   Venus
                
                 joyes
                 in
                 
                   sloth
                   :
                
                 Let
                 
                   Cupid
                
                 be
              
               
                 By
                 action
                 tam'd
                 ;
                 live
                 busie
                 ,
                 and
                 live
                 free
                 .
              
               
                 Faint
                 ease
                 ,
                 long
                 sleeps
                 ,
                 which
                 no
                 cōmand
                 controls
                 ,
              
               
                 Time
                 spent
                 in
                 sport
                 ,
                 &
                 drench't
                 in
                 flowing
                 bowls
                 ,
              
               
                 Without
                 a
                 wound
                 th'
                 enfeebled
                 minde
                 surprize
                 :
              
               
                 Then
                 in
                 unspi'd
                 insidious
                 
                   Cupid
                
                 flies
                 .
              
               
                 That
                 sloth-affecting
                 boy
                 ,
                 doth
                 toyle
                 detest
                 :
              
               
                 Do
                 something
                 to
                 imploy
                 thy
                 empty
                 brest
                 .
              
            
          
           
           
             Witty
             and
             proper
             was
             that
             elegant
             invention
             of
             
               Lucian
               ,
            
             who
             faigned
             
               Cupid
            
             to
             invite
             the
             Gods
             to
             an
             
               amorous
               feast
               ,
            
             prevailed
             with
             all
             of
             them
             to
             give
             way
             to
             
               Love
               ,
            
             till
             he
             came
             to
             
               Pallas
               ,
            
             but
             she
             was
             found
             conversing
             with
             the
             
               Muses
               ,
            
             and
             would
             admit
             of
             no
             time
             to
             enter
             parley
             with
             
               Cupid
               .
            
             By
             this
             you
             may
             see
             that
             
               exercise
            
             draweth
             the
             
               minde
            
             from
             
               effeminacy
               ;
            
             and
             
               remisnesse
            
             feeds
             the
             
               desire
               ,
            
             and
             adds
             fuell
             to
             
               Loves
               fires
               .
            
             And
             no
             lesse
             occasion
             gives
             
               wanton
               discourse
            
             or
             
               lascivious
               books
            
             to
             the
             
               inraged
               affections
            
             of
             
               distempered
               youth
               .
            
             Therefore
             as
             
               Love
            
             is
             entertained
             with
             
               idlenesse
            
             and
             
               feasts
               ,
            
             subdue
             him
             with
             
               austerity
            
             and
             
               exercise
               .
            
             He
             will
             fall
             upon
             some
             object
             ,
             scatter
             and
             confound
             him
             .
             As
             he
             laboureth
             to
             finde
             out
             a
             loose
             and
             unbridled
             spirit
             ,
             hold
             yours
             extended
             upon
             the
             study
             of
             some
             good
             science
             .
             He
             requires
             
               liberty
               ,
               private
               places
               ,
            
             and
             
               night
               ,
            
             let
             him
             have
             
               witnesses
               ,
            
             and
             
               enlighten
            
             him
             on
             every
             side
             .
             He
             will
             be
             governed
             by
             
               fantasie
               ,
            
             keep
             him
             obedient
             both
             by
             
               admonition
            
             and
             
               menaces
               ;
            
             so
             by
             this
             means
             you
             will
             banish
             the
             wanton
             
               Jack
               of
               Apes
            
             out
             of
             house
             and
             harbour
             .
          
           
             The
             
               bed
            
             being
             a
             
               sensitive
               nourishment
               ,
            
             renders
             many
             
               lascivious
               fancies
               ,
            
             therefore
             no
             sooner
             wake
             but
             arise
             ,
             and
             expell
             such
             
               cogitations
            
             with
             
               pious
               meditations
               .
            
             I
             could
             advise
             Maides
             (
             as
             the
             only
             remedy
             for
             this
             
               passion
               )
            
             to
             walk
             early
             into
             the
             fields
             ,
             and
             keep
             themselves
             continually
             both
             
               head
            
             and
             
               hand
            
             in
             motion
             in
             some
             good
             exercise
             ;
             and
             not
             alwayes
             pricking
             a
             clout
             ,
             for
             many
             times
             (
             their
             thought
             being
             gone
             a
             wool-gathering
             with
             
               Cupid
               )
            
             they
             chance
             to
             prick
             their
             fingers
             ,
             and
             
               Cupid
            
             their
             hearts
             too
             if
             they
             be
             not
             aware
             .
             This
             sedentary
             life
             is
             the
             cause
             of
             the
             disease
             called
             the
             
               Greensicknesse
               ,
            
             and
             it
             having
             seized
             upon
             their
             
               sloath
               affecting
               bodies
               ,
            
             makes
             them
             
               laizie
               ,
            
             and
             as
             quick
             as
             
               Snails
            
             in
             all
             their
             operations
             ,
             and
             
             then
             it
             is
             more
             difficult
             to
             make
             them
             marry
             ,
             then
             cure
             the
             disease
             .
          
           
             St.
             
               Cyptian
            
             found
             nothing
             more
             powerfull
             to
             conquer
             the
             temptations
             of
             
               Venus
               ,
            
             then
             to
             turn
             the
             otherside
             of
             the
             medall
             .
             But
             above
             all
             it
             behoveth
             us
             to
             use
             the
             example
             of
             an
             
               Arabian
               ,
            
             who
             presented
             to
             himself
             perpetually
             over
             his
             head
             ,
             an
             eye
             which
             enlightened
             him
             ,
             an
             ear
             which
             heard
             him
             ,
             a
             hand
             which
             measured
             out
             all
             his
             deportments
             ,
             and
             demeanors
             ,
             and
             guards
             of
             chastity
             ,
             which
             daily
             blunt
             a
             thousand
             arrowes
             shot
             against
             the
             impenetrable
             hearts
             of
             brave
             and
             undaunted
             champions
             :
             that
             you
             may
             not
             fall
             into
             the
             fire
             ,
             it
             is
             good
             to
             avoid
             the
             smoke
             ,
             not
             to
             trust
             our selves
             too
             much
             to
             petty
             dalliances
             ,
             which
             under
             pretext
             of
             innocency
             ,
             steal
             in
             with
             the
             more
             liberty
             :
             for
             to
             
               court
            
             and
             
               dally
            
             with
             
               beauty
            
             (
             as
             we
             shall
             hereafter
             declare
             )
             is
             an
             enterprise
             of
             danger
             ;
             for
             some
             I
             have
             known
             ,
             who
             upon
             their
             accesse
             to
             
               beauty
            
             have
             been
             free
             men
             ,
             but
             at
             their
             return
             have
             become
             slaves
             .
          
           
             We
             now
             intend
             to
             extinguish
             the
             heat
             and
             vehemency
             of
             
               Love
            
             in
             the
             
               fourth
               cause
               ,
            
             which
             is
             
               meer
               beauty
               ,
            
             and
             the
             particulars
             of
             it
             .
             Be
             not
             so
             sensual
             as
             to
             
               love
            
             only
             the
             body
             ,
             and
             to
             dote
             upon
             an
             outside
             ,
             but
             look
             higher
             ,
             and
             see
             something
             in
             the
             person
             
               loved
            
             of
             an
             
               Angelical
               nature
               ;
            
             that
             is
             ,
             a
             
               free
            
             and
             
               vertuous
               minde
               ,
            
             which
             to
             an
             understanding
             soul
             appears
             to
             be
             of
             a
             
               divine
               essence
               ,
            
             and
             to
             which
             he
             mingles
             his
             soul
             in
             
               love
               ,
            
             which
             is
             (
             if
             really
             considered
             )
             a
             far
             more
             excellent
             and
             permament
             
               love
               ,
            
             then
             that
             of
             an
             externall
             and
             fading
             
               beauty
               ,
            
             and
             consequently
             much
             more
             pleasant
             .
             Do
             we
             not
             commonly
             see
             ,
             that
             in
             painted
             pots
             of
             
               Apothecaries
            
             are
             contained
             the
             deadliest
             poyson
             ?
             that
             the
             
               Cypresse
               tree
            
             bears
             a
             fair
             leaf
             ,
             but
             no
             fruit
             ?
             That
             the
             
               Estrich
            
             carryeth
             fair
             feathers
             ,
             
             but
             rank
             flesh
             ?
             How
             frantick
             then
             are
             those
             
               Lovers
               ,
            
             who
             are
             hurried
             headlong
             with
             the
             gay
             glistering
             of
             a
             
               fine
               face
               ?
            
             the
             
               beauty
            
             whereof
             is
             parched
             with
             the
             Suns
             blaze
             ,
             and
             chapped
             with
             a
             Winters
             blast
             :
             which
             is
             of
             so
             short
             continuance
             ,
             that
             it
             fadeth
             before
             we
             see
             it
             flourish
             ;
             of
             so
             small
             profit
             ,
             that
             it
             poysoneth
             those
             that
             possesse
             it
             ;
             of
             so
             little
             value
             with
             the
             wise
             ,
             that
             they
             account
             it
             a
             delicate
             bait
             with
             a
             mortall
             hook
             ;
             a
             sweet
             
               Panther
            
             with
             a
             devowring
             panch
             ,
             a
             tart
             poyson
             in
             a
             silver
             pot
             .
          
           
             But
             hark
             ,
             one
             word
             with
             you
             ,
             
               Love
               Symplicians
               .
            
             Let
             your
             humane
             imaginations
             think
             and
             assemble
             into
             one
             subject
             whatsoever
             is
             most
             
               beautiful
            
             and
             
               delicious
            
             in
             nature
             .
             Do
             you
             imagine
             a
             
               Quire
               of
               Sirens
               ,
            
             and
             do
             you
             joyne
             in
             consort
             ,
             both
             the
             
               harpe
               of
               Orpheus
               ,
            
             and
             the
             
               voice
               of
               Amphion
               .
            
             Let
             
               Apollo
            
             and
             the
             
               Muses
            
             be
             there
             to
             bear
             a
             part
             ;
             and
             do
             you
             search
             within
             the
             power
             of
             nature
             ,
             rifle
             up
             her
             treasure
             ,
             and
             all
             the
             extreme
             pleasures
             which
             it
             hath
             produced
             in
             the
             world
             hitherto
             ,
             to
             charme
             our
             souls
             ,
             and
             to
             ravish
             our
             spirits
             ;
             what
             permanency
             and
             felicity
             do
             you
             finde
             in
             all
             these
             ?
             They
             are
             meer
             
               Chimeraes
               ,
            
             and
             as
             a
             vain
             
               Idea
               ;
            
             a
             meer
             shadow
             of
             a
             body
             of
             pleasure
             in
             comparison
             of
             vertues
             ,
             and
             those
             divine
             thoughts
             and
             pleasures
             which
             may
             be
             enjoyed
             in
             the
             contemplation
             of
             the
             Almighty
             ,
             and
             his
             infinite
             beauty
             ,
             glory
             ,
             and
             love
             ,
             and
             of
             the
             felicity
             of
             felicities
             which
             he
             hath
             prepared
             for
             them
             that
             love
             him
             .
             So
             that
             happy
             are
             those
             (
             but
             too
             few
             are
             they
             )
             who
             with
             wise
             
               Ithacus
            
             hudwink
             themselves
             ,
             and
             stop
             their
             eares
             to
             those
             soul-tainting
             ,
             and
             sin-tempting
             
               Sirens
               .
            
          
           
             What
             a
             great
             example
             of
             
               continency
            
             and
             
               neglect
            
             of
             
               beauty
            
             was
             that
             of
             
               Mahomet
            
             the
             great
             ,
             towards
             the
             
               fair
               Greek
               ,
               Irene
               ;
            
             whom
             albeit
             he
             entirely
             
               loved
               ;
            
             yet
             to
             shew
             to
             his
             Peers
             ,
             a
             princely
             command
             of
             
             himself
             ,
             and
             his
             affections
             ;
             as
             he
             had
             incensed
             them
             before
             by
             
               loving
            
             her
             ,
             so
             he
             regained
             their
             love
             by
             slighting
             her
             ;
             whence
             the
             Poet
             ,
          
           
             
               With
               that
               he
               drew
               his
               
                 Turkish
                 Cymeter
                 ,
              
            
             
               Which
               he
               did
               brandish
               o're
               the
               
                 Damsels
              
               head
               ,
            
             
               Demanding
               of
               such
               
                 Janizers
              
               were
               there
               ,
            
             
               If
               't
               were
               not
               pity
               she
               sh'd
               be
               slaughtered
               ?
            
             
               Pity
               indeed
               ;
               but
               I
               perforce
               must
               do
            
             
               That
               which
               displeaseth
               me
               ,
               to
               pleasure
               you
               .
            
          
           
             Many
             such
             instances
             ,
             ancient
             and
             modern
             Histories
             afford
             ,
             but
             I
             must
             not
             insist
             on
             each
             particular
             lest
             I
             should
             enlarge
             my self
             too
             much
             ,
             and
             swell
             that
             into
             a
             volume
             ,
             which
             I
             intend
             but
             a
             Pamphlet
             .
          
           
             How
             many
             do
             we
             finde
             ,
             who
             having
             their
             spirits
             possessed
             with
             other
             
               passions
               ,
            
             one
             of
             Ambition
             ,
             another
             of
             Avarice
             ,
             another
             of
             Revenge
             ,
             another
             of
             Envie
             ,
             another
             transported
             by
             the
             solitude
             of
             a
             Law
             suite
             ,
             and
             the
             turmoile
             of
             a
             family
             ,
             who
             think
             very
             little
             upon
             
               Love
               ?
            
             how
             many
             others
             are
             there
             ,
             from
             whom
             study
             affaires
             ,
             charges
             ,
             (
             wherein
             they
             strive
             supereminently
             to
             transcend
             )
             free
             their
             mindes
             from
             all
             other
             thoughts
             ,
             not
             suffering
             them
             to
             have
             any
             
               complements
            
             with
             
               Cupid
               ?
            
             And
             how
             many
             Ladies
             do
             we
             see
             in
             the
             World
             ,
             with
             countenances
             ever
             smiling
             ,
             of
             humours
             cheerfull
             ,
             and
             conversation
             most
             pleasing
             ,
             who
             make
             
               love
            
             to
             wits
             and
             spirits
             ,
             as
             Bees
             to
             flowers
             ;
             but
             have
             with
             the
             body
             no
             commerce
             at
             all
             ?
             The
             Author
             of
             the
             
               Theater
               of
               Nature
               ,
            
             holdeth
             ,
             that
             the
             
               Basilisk
            
             alone
             among
             Serpents
             cannot
             be
             enchanted
             :
             and
             I
             dare
             really
             affirm
             ,
             that
             there
             are
             Men
             who
             have
             the
             like
             priviledge
             ,
             and
             have
             their
             eyes
             
               love
               proof
               ,
            
             and
             their
             hearts
             shut
             up
             and
             defended
             as
             with
             a
             
               palizado
            
             against
             the
             piercing
             darts
             of
             
               Cupid
               ,
            
             and
             the
             fiery
             assaults
             of
             the
             
             
               Idalian
               flame
               .
               Democritus
            
             made
             himself
             blinde
             voluntarily
             ,
             by
             stedfastly
             beholding
             the
             Sunbeams
             ,
             to
             free
             himself
             from
             the
             charming
             beauties
             ,
             and
             inticing
             opportunities
             of
             Women
             :
             And
             (
             seriously
             )
             I
             think
             he
             shut
             up
             two
             gates
             against
             
               Love
               ,
            
             to
             open
             a
             thousand
             to
             his
             imagination
             .
             For
             some
             affirm
             that
             this
             
               malady
            
             or
             
               Love
               melancholy
               ,
            
             is
             cherished
             by
             the
             presence
             of
             the
             party
             
               affected
               :
            
             and
             that
             the
             contrary
             ,
             to
             wit
             ,
             
               absence
            
             is
             the
             best
             
               remedy
               .
            
             And
             this
             they
             seem
             to
             prove
             by
             resembling
             our
             
               passions
            
             with
             
               Ecchoes
               :
            
             (
             but
             
               omne
               simile
               non
               est
               idem
               ,
            
             every
             like
             is
             not
             the
             same
             thing
             )
             For
             (
             say
             they
             )
             do
             you
             not
             see
             the
             
               Ecchoes
               ,
            
             the
             further
             you
             go
             from
             them
             ,
             the
             lesse
             repercussion
             there
             is
             ,
             they
             diminishing
             and
             losing
             themselves
             in
             the
             aire
             ;
             so
             the
             
               affection
            
             which
             is
             caused
             by
             the
             
               reflexion
            
             of
             the
             
               countenance
               ,
            
             which
             you
             dayly
             behold
             with
             so
             much
             entertainment
             ,
             will
             quickly
             vanish
             by
             a
             little
             absence
             .
          
           
             But
             may
             I
             be
             so
             bold
             as
             to
             whisper
             my
             opinion
             in
             your
             ear
             ,
             craving
             leave
             to
             insist
             a
             little
             upon
             this
             ;
             To
             prove
             that
             absence
             doth
             more
             augment
             then
             decrease
             the
             heat
             of
             this
             
               passion
               .
            
             I
             will
             be
             brief
             .
          
           
             I
             confesse
             
               eyes
            
             may
             conceive
             and
             produce
             a
             
               green
               infant
               affection
               ,
            
             but
             there
             must
             be
             something
             more
             solid
             and
             substantial
             to
             make
             it
             grow
             unto
             perfection
             ;
             and
             that
             must
             be
             by
             the
             knowledge
             of
             the
             
               vertues
               ,
               merits
               ,
            
             (
             as
             well
             as
             
               beauty
               )
            
             and
             a
             
               reciprocall
               affection
            
             of
             the
             party
             
               loved
               .
            
             Now
             this
             knowledge
             doth
             take
             indeed
             its
             originall
             from
             the
             
               eyes
               ,
            
             but
             it
             must
             be
             the
             
               soul
            
             which
             must
             afterwards
             bring
             it
             to
             the
             test
             of
             judgement
             ,
             and
             by
             the
             testimonies
             both
             of
             the
             
               eyes
            
             and
             
               ears
               ,
            
             and
             all
             other
             considerations
             concoct
             a
             verity
             ,
             and
             so
             ground
             upon
             it
             .
             If
             this
             verity
             be
             to
             our
             advantage
             ,
             then
             it
             produceth
             such
             thoughts
             ,
             whose
             sweetnesse
             cannot
             be
             equalled
             by
             any
             other
             kind
             of
             contentment
             ,
             
             then
             the
             effects
             of
             the
             same
             thoughts
             .
             If
             it
             be
             advantagious
             to
             the
             party
             
               affected
               ,
            
             then
             doubtlesse
             it
             doth
             augment
             our
             
               affection
               ;
            
             but
             yet
             with
             violence
             and
             inquietude
             ;
             and
             therefore
             no
             question
             but
             
               absence
            
             doth
             augment
             
               love
               ,
            
             so
             that
             it
             be
             not
             so
             long
             ,
             as
             that
             the
             very
             image
             of
             the
             party
             
               loved
            
             be
             quite
             effaced
             ;
             whether
             it
             be
             that
             an
             
               absent
               Lover
            
             never
             represents
             unto
             his
             
               fancy
            
             but
             only
             the
             
               perfections
            
             of
             the
             person
             
               loved
               ;
            
             or
             whether
             it
             be
             that
             the
             
               understanding
            
             being
             already
             wounded
             will
             not
             
               fancy
            
             any
             thing
             but
             what
             pleaseth
             it
             ;
             or
             whether
             it
             be
             that
             the
             very
             thought
             of
             such
             things
             does
             add
             much
             unto
             the
             perfections
             of
             the
             party
             
               loved
               :
            
             yet
             this
             is
             infallibly
             true
             ,
             that
             he
             does
             not
             
               truly
               love
               ,
            
             whose
             
               affection
            
             does
             not
             augment
             in
             
               absence
            
             from
             the
             party
             
               loved
               .
            
             For
             in
             
               absence
            
             nothing
             can
             content
             the
             
               reall
               Lover
               ;
            
             not
             sweet
             harmony
             ,
             not
             beautiful
             Gardens
             ,
             or
             Groves
             ,
             not
             pleasant
             Company
             ,
             not
             eloquent
             tongues
             ,
             not
             civill
             entertainment
             ,
             but
             every
             sweetnesse
             is
             converted
             into
             sowrenesse
             ,
             all
             ear-pleasing
             harmony
             is
             turned
             into
             an
             obstreperous
             jangling
             ,
             and
             nothing
             can
             content
             but
             the
             wished
             object
             ,
             which
             being
             far
             distant
             from
             their
             
               enflamed
               desires
               ,
            
             do
             ingender
             a
             vehement
             grief
             in
             the
             
               heart
               ,
            
             which
             cannot
             be
             expressed
             by
             them
             that
             prove
             it
             ;
             much
             lesse
             by
             my
             pen
             which
             is
             not
             acquainted
             with
             such
             miseries
             .
             Now
             it
             is
             objected
             ,
             That
             
               absence
            
             is
             the
             greatest
             and
             most
             potent
             and
             dangerous
             enemy
             that
             
               Love
            
             hath
             .
             But
             (
             with
             their
             favour
             )
             
               presence
            
             without
             comparison
             is
             much
             more
             ,
             as
             we
             may
             dayly
             see
             by
             experience
             ;
             for
             you
             may
             see
             a
             
               thousand
               loves
            
             change
             in
             
               presence
            
             for
             
               one
            
             in
             
               absence
               ;
            
             for
             in
             
               presence
               ,
            
             some
             
               imperfections
            
             may
             be
             found
             ,
             which
             may
             cause
             a
             
               detestation
               ,
            
             which
             
               absence
            
             could
             never
             do
             ;
             and
             to
             illustrate
             and
             confirm
             this
             by
             example
             .
             The
             excellent
             Philosopher
             
               Raymund
               Lullius
               ,
            
             was
             passionately
             enamoured
             of
             a
             Lady
             ,
             wise
             ,
             prudent
             and
             honest
             ;
             
             she
             purposely
             to
             cure
             his
             frenzie
             ,
             shewed
             him
             one
             of
             her
             breasts
             eaten
             and
             knawed
             through
             with
             a
             Canker
             ,
             and
             extremely
             hideous
             to
             behold
             ,
             
               Stay
               simple
               Man
            
             (
             said
             she
             )
             
               behold
               what
               you
               loved
               ;
            
             he
             at
             that
             instant
             coming
             to
             himself
             uttered
             ;
             
               Alas
               !
               was
               it
               for
               this
               I
               lost
               so
               many
               good
               houres
               ,
               that
               I
               burned
               ,
               became
               entranced
               ,
               that
               I
               passed
               through
               fire
               and
               water
               ?
            
             All
             
               Lovers
            
             would
             say
             the
             like
             if
             the
             scarffe
             were
             taken
             from
             their
             eyes
             .
             Consider
             that
             if
             one
             absent
             cease
             from
             
               loving
            
             (
             which
             is
             very
             rare
             )
             its
             cessation
             is
             without
             any
             violence
             or
             noise
             of
             strugling
             ,
             and
             the
             change
             (
             through
             a
             long
             tract
             of
             time
             )
             is
             only
             because
             the
             memory
             is
             by
             degrees
             smothered
             with
             oblivion
             ,
             as
             a
             fire
             is
             with
             its
             own
             ashes
             .
             But
             when
             
               Love
            
             breaks
             off
             in
             
               presence
               ,
            
             it
             is
             never
             without
             a
             noise
             and
             extreme
             violence
             ,
             and
             (
             which
             is
             a
             strange
             argument
             to
             prove
             my
             assertion
             )
             converts
             that
             
               love
            
             into
             a
             
               greater
               hatred
            
             then
             if
             
               love
            
             had
             never
             been
             :
             which
             proceeds
             from
             this
             reason
             ;
             a
             
               Lover
            
             is
             always
             either
             
               loved
            
             or
             
               hated
               ,
            
             or
             held
             in
             a
             degree
             of
             
               indifferency
               ;
            
             if
             he
             be
             
               loved
               ,
            
             as
             an
             abundance
             is
             apt
             to
             glut
             ,
             so
             
               love
            
             being
             loadened
             in
             presence
             with
             too
             many
             favours
             ,
             growes
             weary
             .
             If
             he
             be
             
               hated
               ,
            
             then
             he
             meets
             with
             so
             many
             demonstrations
             of
             that
             
               hate
            
             every
             moment
             ,
             as
             at
             length
             he
             is
             forced
             to
             ease
             himself
             .
             If
             he
             be
             in
             a
             degree
             of
             
               indifferency
               ,
            
             and
             findes
             his
             
               love
            
             still
             slighted
             ,
             he
             will
             at
             length
             ,
             if
             he
             be
             a
             Man
             of
             any
             courage
             ,
             make
             a
             retreat
             and
             resist
             the
             continual
             affronts
             which
             are
             put
             upon
             him
             ;
             whereas
             in
             
               absence
               ,
            
             all
             favours
             received
             ,
             cannot
             by
             their
             abundance
             glut
             ,
             since
             they
             do
             rather
             set
             an
             edge
             on
             
               desire
               ,
            
             And
             the
             knowledge
             of
             
               hatred
            
             entering
             into
             our
             
               souls
            
             only
             by
             the
             
               eare
               ,
            
             the
             blow
             smarts
             not
             so
             much
             as
             that
             which
             is
             received
             by
             
               sight
               ;
            
             and
             likewise
             
               disdain
            
             and
             
               slight
            
             be
             more
             tolerable
             in
             
               absence
               ,
            
             then
             
               presence
               ;
            
             doubtlesse
             
               absence
            
             is
             then
             more
             fit
             to
             preserve
             
               affection
               ,
            
             then
             
               presence
               ;
            
             
             for
             there
             is
             a
             vast
             difference
             betwixt
             the
             
               love
            
             that
             is
             nourished
             by
             the
             
               eyes
               ,
            
             and
             a
             
               love
            
             that
             is
             nourished
             by
             the
             
               understanding
               .
            
             As
             much
             as
             the
             
               soul
            
             is
             superiour
             to
             the
             
               body
               ,
            
             so
             much
             is
             the
             
               understanding
            
             to
             be
             preferred
             before
             the
             
               eyes
               .
            
             And
             
               absence
            
             is
             so
             far
             from
             diminishing
             
               love
               ,
            
             that
             it
             augments
             and
             begets
             fresh
             and
             violent
             
               desires
            
             to
             augment
             it
             ;
             and
             the
             
               contemplation
            
             of
             a
             
               beauty
               ,
            
             doth
             imprint
             it
             deeper
             in
             the
             
               fancy
               ,
            
             then
             any
             
               eye
            
             can
             .
             Therefore
             (
             you
             
               Love
               simplicians
               )
            
             make
             a
             little
             resistance
             ,
             cast
             away
             those
             idle
             toyes
             that
             afflict
             you
             ;
             let
             not
             
               absence
            
             be
             so
             troublesome
             ,
             that
             you
             must
             torture
             your
             
               bodies
               ,
            
             vilifie
             your
             
               spirits
               ,
            
             and
             yeeld
             up
             your
             
               reputations
            
             as
             preyes
             to
             slander
             .
             If
             you
             know
             what
             you
             desired
             ,
             you
             would
             be
             ashamed
             of
             your selves
             ,
             you
             would
             be
             amazed
             that
             so
             
               noble
               spirits
            
             should
             suffer
             themselves
             to
             be
             transported
             with
             such
             
               follies
               .
            
             Represent
             to
             your selves
             that
             a
             thousand
             undanted
             courages
             ,
             have
             set
             themselves
             free
             ,
             at
             liberty
             ,
             and
             enjoyed
             tranquillity
             of
             spirit
             ;
             and
             you
             for
             want
             of
             a
             little
             resolution
             ,
             tumble
             and
             involve
             your selves
             faster
             and
             faster
             in
             these
             fetters
             .
             Will
             any
             man
             in
             his
             wits
             be
             thus
             deluded
             ?
             can
             he
             be
             so
             silly
             as
             to
             consume
             himself
             in
             seeking
             such
             a
             toy
             ?
             Do
             you
             call
             this
             
               Love
               ,
            
             forsooth
             ?
             may
             it
             not
             rather
             be
             called
             
               madnesse
            
             and
             
               folly
               ?
            
             What
             ,
             languish
             in
             the
             lap
             of
             an
             ungratefull
             Mistresse
             ?
             fie
             ,
             fie
             ,
             it
             is
             an
             errour
             far
             unworthy
             of
             a
             man
             ,
             that
             pretends
             unto
             any
             wisdom
             or
             courage
             .
             Put
             a
             stop
             to
             your
             
               passions
               ,
            
             and
             couragiously
             contend
             against
             them
             .
             You
             shall
             no
             sooner
             have
             put
             the
             wedge
             of
             courage
             into
             the
             block
             ,
             but
             it
             shall
             be
             done
             ;
             you
             shall
             have
             your
             
               souls
            
             victoriously
             elevated
             over
             
               passion
               ,
            
             which
             shall
             rejoyce
             amidst
             the
             trophies
             thereof
             .
             Never
             stay
             upon
             thoughts
             and
             imaginations
             of
             
               love
               ;
            
             but
             so
             soon
             as
             it
             presents
             it self
             ,
             chase
             it
             away
             ,
             and
             extinguish
             it
             in
             your
             hearts
             ,
             no
             otherwise
             then
             you
             should
             extinguish
             
             a
             hot
             Iron
             in
             a
             River
             .
             If
             it
             be
             in
             presenim
             restrain
             your
             
               eyes
               ,
            
             for
             they
             are
             the
             windowes
             ,
             the
             allurements
             ,
             the
             snares
             and
             the
             conducts
             of
             
               Love
               .
            
             It
             buddeth
             in
             the
             
               eyes
               ,
            
             that
             it
             may
             at
             leasure
             blossome
             in
             the
             
               heart
               ;
            
             therefore
             divert
             your
             sight
             from
             objects
             which
             dart
             a
             sting
             into
             the
             
               minde
            
             apt
             to
             receive
             ,
             and
             sensible
             of
             such
             penetrations
             .
             Likewise
             lest
             it
             get
             entrance
             at
             the
             
               ear
               ,
            
             stop
             them
             against
             the
             inchanting
             melody
             of
             
               Sirens
               songs
               ,
            
             and
             charming
             musick
             of
             their
             tongues
             ,
             never
             open
             them
             to
             be
             auditors
             of
             any
             lascivious
             discourse
             .
             But
             if
             you
             be
             already
             tainted
             with
             these
             charmes
             ,
             unloose
             your selves
             ,
             stoutly
             take
             your selves
             off
             ,
             dispute
             not
             any
             longer
             with
             your
             
               passions
               ;
            
             flie
             from
             it
             ,
             cut
             the
             Cable
             ,
             weigh
             Anchor
             ,
             spread
             sails
             ,
             set
             forward
             ,
             go
             ,
             flie
             ,
             look
             not
             for
             any
             more
             letters
             ,
             regard
             not
             their
             pictures
             ,
             no
             longer
             preserve
             favours
             ,
             let
             all
             your
             endevours
             be
             to
             preserve
             your
             reason
             .
             I
             add
             one
             advice
             (
             which
             I
             think
             very
             essential
             )
             which
             is
             infinitely
             to
             fear
             a
             relapse
             after
             health
             ,
             and
             to
             avoid
             all
             objects
             that
             may
             re-inkindle
             the
             flame
             .
             For
             
               Love
            
             oftentimes
             resembleth
             a
             Snake
             enchanted
             ,
             cast
             asleep
             and
             smothered
             ;
             which
             upon
             the
             first
             occasion
             awaketh
             and
             becomes
             more
             strong
             ,
             and
             more
             outragious
             then
             ever
             .
             You
             must
             not
             only
             fortifie
             your
             
               bodies
            
             against
             it
             ,
             but
             also
             your
             
               souls
               .
            
             But
             my
             discourse
             like
             
               Nilus
            
             overflowes
             ,
             it
             shall
             return
             within
             its
             banks
             ;
             concluding
             with
             this
             ,
             that
             
               Terrestriall
               beauty
            
             is
             like
             a
             shadow
             ,
             and
             therefore
             we
             are
             not
             to
             fix
             the
             
               eyes
            
             of
             our
             
               understanding
            
             upon
             it
             ,
             but
             to
             turn
             them
             to
             that
             
               soveraign
               beauty
            
             which
             is
             permament
             and
             free
             from
             all
             
               change
            
             and
             
               passion
               .
            
          
           
             We
             will
             now
             indevour
             our selves
             to
             remove
             the
             cause
             of
             
               Money
               causing
               Love
               ,
            
             which
             is
             meer
             Covetousnesse
             (
             the
             root
             of
             all
             evill
             )
             and
             to
             satisfie
             their
             own
             voluptuousnesse
             ,
             having
             their
             only
             delights
             upon
             earth
             ;
            
             
             
             
             who
             desire
             not
             the
             
               woman
            
             but
             her
             
               riches
            
             to
             make
             his
             houses
             the
             larger
             ,
             to
             fill
             his
             chests
             fuller
             ,
             being
             respectlesse
             of
             a
             virtuous
             Woman
             ,
             and
             the
             supreme
             good
             wherein
             all
             happinesse
             consisteth
             .
             And
             this
             ,
             he
             saith
             ,
             is
             to
             raise
             a
             fortune
             for
             his
             (
             I
             say
             seldom
             thriving
             )
             posterity
             ;
             studying
             how
             he
             may
             become
             an
             eternal
             affliction
             to
             himself
             .
             His
             
               minde
            
             is
             so
             fixed
             on
             
               money
            
             (
             not
             on
             the
             
               woman
               )
            
             as
             he
             findes
             no
             time
             to
             erect
             it
             to
             heaven
             .
             He
             employes
             so
             much
             time
             in
             getting
             and
             gathering
             of
             goods
             ,
             as
             he
             reserves
             no
             time
             for
             doing
             good
             .
             He
             runs
             on
             still
             in
             desire
             (
             not
             of
             his
             Mistresse
             )
             labouring
             of
             a
             disease
             incurable
             till
             death
             cure
             him
             .
             He
             encreaseth
             his
             cares
             with
             his
             substance
             ,
             (
             not
             his
             
               love
            
             to
             his
             Wife
             )
             and
             the
             more
             he
             adds
             to
             his
             estate
             ,
             the
             more
             he
             detracts
             from
             his
             content
             ,
             and
             
               love
            
             towards
             her
             .
             But
             consider
             (
             you
             
               Money-lovers
               )
            
             and
             seek
             for
             a
             remedy
             while
             it
             is
             to
             be
             had
             ,
             lest
             you
             repent
             your
             delay
             when
             't
             is
             too
             late
             )
             How
             secure
             was
             the
             Rich-man
             (
             as
             he
             thought
             )
             when
             he
             invited
             his
             wretched
             soul
             to
             take
             her
             rest
             ,
             having
             much
             goods
             laid
             up
             for
             many
             years
             !
             but
             this
             self-security
             ,
             was
             the
             occasion
             of
             his
             succeeding
             misery
             ;
             for
             that
             night
             was
             his
             soul
             to
             be
             taken
             from
             him
             .
             O
             how
             terrible
             will
             the
             approach
             of
             death
             seem
             to
             you
             ,
             being
             to
             be
             divided
             from
             the
             staffe
             of
             your
             confidence
             ,
             from
             thence
             to
             descend
             without
             the
             least
             hope
             of
             comfort
             to
             the
             land
             of
             forgetfulnesse
             ;
             for
             as
             the
             
               Scorpion
            
             hath
             in
             her
             the
             remedy
             of
             her
             own
             poyson
             ,
             a
             receipt
             for
             her
             own
             infection
             ;
             so
             the
             evill
             and
             covetous
             carry
             alwayes
             with
             them
             the
             punishment
             of
             their
             own
             wickednesse
             ,
             the
             which
             doth
             never
             leave
             (
             so
             incessant
             is
             the
             torment
             of
             a
             guilty
             conscience
             )
             to
             wound
             and
             afflict
             the
             
               minde
               ,
            
             both
             sleeping
             and
             waking
             :
             so
             as
             to
             what
             place
             he
             betakes
             him
             ,
             he
             cannot
             so
             privily
             retire
             ,
             but
             fear
             and
             horrour
             will
             awake
             him
             ;
             nor
             flie
             so
             fast
             ,
             though
             he
             should
             take
             the
             
               wings
               of
               the
               
               morning
               ,
            
             but
             fury
             and
             vengeance
             will
             overtake
             him
             .
             Consider
             this
             (
             I
             speak
             to
             both
             sexes
             )
             and
             let
             not
             
               money
            
             and
             
               riches
            
             be
             the
             sole
             object
             of
             your
             
               love
               ;
            
             but
             look
             at
             that
             which
             is
             far
             more
             noble
             ,
             that
             which
             is
             more
             permanent
             ,
             that
             
               summum
               bonum
               ,
            
             that
             chief
             good
             ,
             which
             will
             direct
             you
             the
             way
             to
             all
             felicity
             .
          
           
             Before
             we
             proceed
             any
             further
             ,
             we
             will
             (
             hoping
             such
             variety
             will
             prove
             the
             more
             pleasant
             )
             turn
             our
             discourse
             a
             little
             in
             particular
             to
             the
             female
             sex
             ,
             such
             whose
             kinde
             hearts
             ,
             like
             wrought
             Wax
             ,
             are
             apt
             to
             receive
             any
             
               amorous
               impression
               .
            
             Therefore
             to
             you
             (
             loving
             souls
             )
             do
             I
             recommend
             these
             necessary
             cautions
             ;
             which
             if
             carefully
             observed
             ,
             will
             preserve
             you
             from
             the
             
               causes
            
             and
             consequently
             the
             
               effects
            
             of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             and
             may
             make
             you
             wiser
             then
             you
             thought
             of
             ;
             and
             to
             have
             a
             tender
             care
             of
             that
             ,
             which
             before
             you
             had
             never
             minde
             of
             .
          
           
             The
             best
             preservative
             and
             soveraignest
             receipt
             is
             ,
             to
             fortifie
             the
             weaknesse
             of
             your
             sex
             with
             strength
             of
             resolution
             ,
             for
             the
             imagination
             of
             
               Love
            
             is
             strong
             ,
             and
             works
             admirable
             effects
             on
             a
             willing
             subject
             .
             Give
             not
             power
             to
             an
             insulting
             
               Lover
            
             to
             triumph
             over
             your
             weakness
             ,
             or
             which
             is
             worse
             ,
             to
             work
             on
             the
             opportunity
             of
             your
             lightnesse
             .
             Ram
             up
             those
             portals
             which
             betray
             you
             to
             your
             enemy
             ,
             and
             prevent
             his
             entry
             by
             your
             vigilancy
             .
             Keep
             at
             home
             ,
             and
             let
             neither
             you
             nor
             your
             thoughts
             stray
             abroad
             ,
             lest
             by
             gadding
             you
             incur
             
               Dinah's
            
             fate
             .
             Check
             your
             madding
             ,
             and
             to
             Love
             inclining
             fancy
             ,
             and
             if
             it
             use
             resistance
             ,
             curbe
             it
             with
             restraint
             ;
             forbear
             to
             resort
             to
             places
             of
             publick
             meeting
             ,
             till
             you
             have
             drawn
             up
             and
             sealed
             a
             Covenant
             with
             your
             
               eyes
               ,
            
             to
             see
             nothing
             that
             they
             may
             lawfully
             covet
             .
             This
             will
             yeeld
             you
             more
             liberty
             then
             the
             whole
             worlds
             freedome
             can
             afford
             you
             .
             Be
             not
             too
             liberall
             in
             bestowing
             your
             favours
             ,
             nor
             too
             familiar
             
             in
             publick
             converse
             .
             Presume
             not
             too
             much
             on
             the
             strength
             of
             a
             weak
             fort
             .
             Make
             a
             contract
             with
             your
             
               eyes
               ,
            
             not
             to
             wander
             abroad
             ,
             lest
             they
             be
             catch'd
             in
             coming
             home
             .
             Treat
             not
             of
             
               love
            
             too
             freely
             ;
             be
             not
             too
             bold
             to
             play
             with
             the
             blinde
             boy
             ;
             he
             hath
             a
             dangerous
             aime
             ,
             though
             he
             hath
             no
             eyes
             ;
             the
             Cat
             playes
             with
             the
             Mouse
             ,
             but
             at
             last
             bites
             off
             her
             head
             ;
             the
             Flie
             playes
             with
             the
             Candle
             ,
             till
             at
             last
             her
             light
             wings
             are
             sindged
             .
             Sport
             not
             with
             him
             ,
             that
             will
             hurt
             you
             ;
             play
             not
             with
             him
             ,
             that
             would
             play
             on
             you
             ;
             your
             sports
             will
             turn
             to
             a
             bad
             jeast
             ,
             when
             you
             are
             wounded
             in
             earnest
             .
             If
             this
             wanton
             frenzie
             hath
             never
             surpriz'd
             you
             ;
             prevent
             the
             means
             ,
             and
             it
             will
             never
             invade
             you
             ;
             be
             not
             such
             foes
             to
             your selves
             as
             to
             purchase
             your
             own
             disquiet
             .
             If
             
               Love
            
             issue
             out
             in
             too
             violent
             a
             stream
             ,
             it
             is
             to
             be
             cooled
             by
             a
             temperate
             expostulation
             with
             
               fancy
               ,
            
             or
             else
             fix
             your
             
               eyes
            
             upon
             some
             more
             attractive
             object
             ;
             divert
             the
             course
             of
             that
             madding
             
               passion
               ,
            
             as
             Physitians
             do
             to
             their
             patients
             who
             having
             a
             violent
             efflux
             of
             bloud
             in
             one
             place
             ,
             cut
             a
             vein
             in
             another
             to
             turn
             the
             course
             of
             it
             another
             way
             .
             Expostulate
             with
             
               fancy
            
             (
             as
             
               Brathwaite
            
             adviseth
             in
             his
             
               English
               Gent.
               )
            
             thus
             ;
             
               How
               is
               it
               with
               me
               ?
               me thinks
               it
               fares
               with
               me
               otherwise
               then
               it
               hath
               done
               formerly
               .
               A
               strange
               distemper
               I
               finde
               in
               my
               minde
               ;
               and
               might
               seem
               to
               resemble
               Love
               ,
               if
               I
               knew
               the
               nature
               of
               it
               .
               Love
               !
               can
               Virgin
               modesty
               return
               that
               accent
               and
               not
               blush
               ?
               yes
               ,
               why
               not
               ?
               If
               the
               object
               I
               affect
               he
               worth
               loving
               .
            
             (
             If
             the
             party
             
               affected
            
             have
             more
             
               virtues
            
             then
             
               money
               ,
            
             and
             not
             more
             
               money
            
             then
             
               virtues
               )
               And
               if
               not
               ,
               what
               then
               ?
               Is
               not
               the
               Lover
               ever
               blinde
               in
               affection
               towards
               his
               beloved
               ?
               He
               who
               may
               seem
               a
            
             Thersites
             
               to
               another
               ,
               may
               be
               a
            
             Paris
             
               in
               mine
               eye
               .
               Yea
               ,
               but
               a
               little
               advice
               would
               do
               well
               .
               Art
               thou
               perswaded
               that
               this
               Non-parallel
               ,
               thou
               thus
               affectest
               ,
               hath
               dedicated
               his
               service
               only
               to
               thee
               ?
               that
               his
               affection
               is
               really
               towards
               
               thee
               ?
               that
               his
               protests
               ,
               though
               delivered
               by
               his
               mouth
               ,
               are
               ingraven
               in
               his
               heart
               ?
               yea
               ,
               his
               protests
               have
               confirmed
               him
               mine
               .
               That
               hour
               is
               tedious
               wherein
               he
               sees
               me
               not
               .
               His
               eye
               is
               ever
               fixed
               on
               me
               ;
               his
               sole
               discourse
               is
               to
               me
               .
            
             These
             I
             must
             confesse
             are
             promising
             arguments
             of
             
               Love
               ;
            
             yet
             these
             may
             deceive
             you
             ,
             and
             consequently
             leave
             you
             in
             a
             miserable
             error
             .
             He
             may
             prove
             a
             false-hearted
             
               Jason
               ,
               Demophoon
               ,
            
             or
             
               Theseus
               ,
            
             and
             leave
             you
             in
             the
             briers
             for
             all
             your
             confidence
             .
             You
             say
             his
             vowes
             and
             protests
             have
             confirmed
             him
             yours
             ;
             and
             he
             hath
             attested
             heaven
             to
             bear
             record
             of
             his
             
               love
               .
            
             But
             take
             heed
             he
             play
             not
             the
             part
             of
             the
             
               Ridiculous
               actor
            
             in
             
               Smyrna
               ,
            
             who
             pronouncing
             ,
             
               O
               heavens
               ,
            
             pointed
             with
             his
             finger
             to
             the
             ground
             .
             Therefore
             I
             wish
             you
             ,
             ground
             your
             
               fancy
            
             with
             deliberation
             ;
             and
             do
             not
             
               affect
               ,
            
             before
             you
             finde
             ground
             of
             
               respect
               .
            
             Entertain
             not
             a
             
               Rhetoricall
               Lover
               ,
            
             whose
             protests
             are
             formall
             complements
             ,
             and
             whose
             promises
             are
             gilded
             pils
             ,
             which
             cover
             much
             bitternesse
             .
             Many
             men
             are
             flattering
             
               Gnatho's
            
             ,
             dissembling
             
               Chamelions
               ,
            
             meer
             outsides
             ,
             hypocrites
             that
             make
             a
             shew
             of
             great
             
               love
               ,
            
             (
             but
             't
             is
             no
             more
             then
             from
             the
             teeth
             outwards
             )
             pretend
             honesty
             ,
             zeal
             ,
             modesty
             ,
             with
             affected
             looks
             ,
             and
             counterfeit
             gestures
             ,
             full
             of
             lip-love
             ,
             faigned
             vowes
             ,
             stealing
             away
             the
             hearts
             and
             favours
             of
             poor
             silly
             soules
             ,
             deceiving
             them
             ,
             
               Specie
               virtutis
               &
               umbra
               ,
            
             when
             as
             (
             in
             truth
             )
             there
             is
             no
             worth
             of
             honesty
             at
             all
             in
             them
             ,
             no
             reality
             ,
             but
             meer
             hypocrisie
             ,
             subtilty
             and
             knavery
             .
             Therefore
             (
             Gentlewomen
             )
             trials
             in
             affairs
             of
             this
             nature
             ,
             have
             ever
             a
             truer
             touch
             then
             protestations
             .
             For
             I
             am
             confident
             there
             are
             some
             (
             yea
             ,
             I
             really
             know
             many
             )
             who
             make
             it
             their
             only
             study
             ,
             how
             to
             tip
             their
             
               glozing
               tongues
            
             with
             
               Rhetoricall
               phrases
               ,
               ear-charming
               Oratory
               ,
               vowes
               ,
            
             and
             
               protestations
               ,
            
             purposely
             to
             gull
             credulous
             ▪
             creatures
             ,
             for
             the
             purchase
             of
             an
             
             unlawful
             pleasure
             ;
             which
             obtained
             ,
             they
             leave
             them
             to
             bewail
             their
             lost
             honour
             .
             I
             exhort
             you
             to
             sift
             him
             narrowly
             to
             see
             what
             bran
             there
             is
             in
             him
             ,
             before
             you
             chuse
             him
             .
             Taske
             him
             before
             you
             take
             him
             .
             As
             thus
             ;
             Hath
             his
             fair
             carriage
             got
             him
             estimation
             where
             he
             lives
             ?
             Hath
             he
             never
             enured
             his
             tongue
             to
             play
             the
             hypocrite
             with
             his
             heart
             ?
             Hath
             he
             kept
             a
             fair
             quarter
             ,
             and
             been
             ever
             tender
             of
             his
             untainted
             honour
             ?
             Hath
             he
             never
             boasted
             of
             young
             Gentlewomens
             favors
             ,
             nor
             run
             descant
             on
             their
             kindnesse
             ?
             Hath
             he
             ever
             since
             he
             vowed
             himself
             your
             servant
             ,
             solely
             devoted
             himself
             yours
             ,
             and
             not
             mixt
             his
             
               affection
            
             with
             forain
             
               beauties
               ?
            
             If
             so
             ,
             then
             chuse
             him
             ,
             he
             well
             deserves
             your
             choise
             .
             Be
             like
             the
             
               Juniper
               tree
               ,
            
             whose
             coal
             is
             the
             hottest
             ,
             and
             whose
             shadow
             is
             the
             coolest
             ;
             be
             hot
             in
             your
             
               affection
               ,
            
             but
             cool
             in
             your
             
               passion
               .
            
             Set
             before
             your
             
               eyes
            
             the
             difference
             betwixt
             a
             
               wise
            
             and
             a
             
               wilde
               passion
               ;
            
             the
             one
             ever
             
               deliberates
            
             before
             it
             
               love
               ,
            
             and
             the
             other
             
               loves
            
             before
             it
             
               deliberate
               :
            
             therefore
             let
             your
             
               fancy
            
             be
             grounded
             with
             deliberation
             .
             If
             you
             be
             a
             Maid
             ,
             ever
             fear
             to
             become
             a
             Woman
             ,
             and
             cast
             not
             the
             garland
             of
             your
             Virginity
             under
             the
             feet
             of
             Hogs
             .
             Give
             not
             a
             hair
             of
             your
             head
             to
             those
             who
             promise
             you
             golden
             mountains
             ,
             for
             such
             will
             deceive
             you
             ,
             and
             when
             they
             most
             desire
             you
             in
             the
             quest
             of
             marriage
             ,
             then
             is
             the
             time
             you
             must
             least
             be
             for
             marriage
             :
             for
             all
             you
             grant
             to
             their
             importunities
             ,
             will
             be
             the
             subject
             of
             your
             disgrace
             ;
             and
             when
             they
             shall
             have
             marryed
             you
             ,
             though
             you
             should
             live
             as
             chast
             as
             
               Susanna
               ,
            
             they
             will
             be
             
               jealous
               ,
            
             and
             continually
             imagine
             you
             will
             be
             liberal
             to
             others
             ▪
             of
             that
             whereof
             you
             were
             prodigal
             to
             them
             .
             If
             you
             desire
             to
             marry
             by
             fancy
             ,
             rather
             pursuing
             your
             own
             wanton
             humors
             ,
             then
             the
             reasonable
             commands
             of
             those
             to
             whom
             you
             owe
             your
             being
             ;
             hold
             it
             as
             a
             crime
             the
             most
             capitall
             you
             can
             undertake
             ,
             and
             confidently
             
             believe
             if
             so
             you
             do
             ,
             you
             will
             open
             a
             floud-gate
             to
             a
             deluge
             of
             miseries
             and
             cares
             ,
             which
             will
             flow
             upon
             you
             thorow
             all
             the
             parts
             of
             your
             life
             .
             Account
             the
             resolutions
             you
             make
             to
             this
             purpose
             ,
             as
             treasons
             ,
             and
             think
             whatsoever
             shall
             to
             you
             suggest
             the
             execution
             of
             them
             ,
             will
             poison
             you
             by
             the
             eare
             to
             murther
             your
             chastity
             .
             But
             I
             fear
             (
             Reader
             )
             I
             have
             too
             much
             trespassed
             upon
             thy
             patience
             ,
             in
             insisting
             so
             long
             upon
             this
             branch
             .
             And
             I
             know
             there
             are
             some
             
               Enamoratoes
            
             will
             account
             my
             precepts
             too
             difficult
             to
             be
             followed
             ,
             and
             set
             my
             perswasions
             at
             nought
             ;
             they
             will
             not
             desist
             from
             their
             melancholy
             thoughts
             ,
             not
             want
             the
             least
             
               Idea
            
             of
             their
             
               Lovers
               ,
            
             so
             much
             pleasure
             they
             take
             in
             it
             .
             Therefore
             I
             will
             instruct
             their
             friends
             ,
             and
             see
             if
             they
             can
             withdraw
             their
             
               affection
               ;
            
             the
             which
             take
             as
             followeth
             .
          
           
             The
             
               Arabians
            
             do
             advise
             us
             to
             take
             occasion
             to
             discourse
             of
             the
             party
             
               affected
               ,
            
             in
             the
             patients
             hearing
             ,
             and
             to
             enumerate
             all
             her
             imperfections
             and
             vices
             ,
             making-them
             more
             and
             more
             ,
             and
             far
             greater
             then
             they
             really
             are
             ;
             and
             to
             set
             out
             her
             perfections
             and
             virtues
             in
             the
             colours
             and
             shape
             of
             vices
             ;
             and
             to
             labour
             by
             probable
             arguments
             to
             prove
             unto
             him
             ,
             that
             that
             which
             he
             judgeth
             to
             be
             comely
             and
             handsome
             ,
             is
             in
             the
             judgment
             of
             those
             that
             are
             more
             quick
             sighted
             ,
             both
             ugly
             and
             deformed
             ;
             telling
             him
             that
             
               Cupid
            
             is
             blind
             ,
             and
             makes
             all
             
               enamoratoes
            
             so
             too
             .
             Endevour
             with
             what
             possibility
             you
             can
             ,
             to
             convert
             his
             
               love
            
             either
             into
             
               hate
            
             of
             
               jealousie
               ,
            
             by
             preswading
             him
             ,
             that
             his
             Mistresse
             doth
             not
             
               love
            
             him
             so
             well
             as
             she
             makes
             him
             believe
             she
             doth
             ,
             and
             that
             all
             her
             
               entertainments
               ,
               favours
               ,
               kisses
               ,
               dalliances
               ,
            
             and
             
               embraces
               ,
            
             are
             only
             baits
             and
             enticements
             to
             keep
             him
             from
             slavery
             :
             but
             if
             the
             party
             be
             of
             the
             other
             sex
             ,
             then
             may
             be
             pleaded
             the
             obsequiousnesse
             and
             dissembling
             of
             Man
             ,
             (
             which
             is
             as
             frequently
             
             found
             in
             them
             ,
             as
             inconstancy
             in
             Women
             :
             )
             The
             
               Parthians
               ,
            
             to
             cause
             the
             youth
             to
             loath
             the
             alluring
             trains
             of
             Womens
             wiles
             ,
             and
             deceitful
             inticements
             ,
             had
             most
             exquisitely
             carved
             in
             their
             houses
             ,
             a
             young
             Man
             blinde
             ,
             besides
             whom
             was
             adjoyned
             a
             Woman
             so
             exquisite
             ,
             that
             in
             some
             mens
             judgement
             ,
             
               Pigmalions
            
             image
             was
             not
             half
             so
             excellent
             ,
             having
             one
             hand
             in
             his
             pocket
             as
             noting
             her
             theft
             ,
             and
             holding
             a
             knife
             in
             the
             other
             hand
             to
             cut
             his
             throat
             .
          
           
             Injuries
             ,
             slanders
             ,
             contempts
             ,
             and
             disgraces
             are
             very
             forcible
             means
             to
             withdraw
             Mens
             
               affections
               ;
            
             for
             
               Lovers
            
             reviled
             or
             neglected
             ,
             contemned
             or
             abused
             ,
             turn
             
               love
            
             into
             
               hate
               .
            
             Mr.
             
               Burton
            
             adviseth
             you
             to
             tell
             him
             she
             is
             a
             
               fool
               ,
            
             an
             
               ideot
               ,
            
             a
             
               slut
               ,
            
             and
             many
             time
             so
             
               nasty
            
             that
             one
             cannot
             touch
             her
             with
             a
             pair
             of
             tonges
             ,
             and
             that
             always
             against
             the
             time
             of
             his
             coming
             ,
             she
             
               tricks
            
             and
             
               trimmes
            
             her self
             up
             to
             allure
             him
             ,
             and
             will
             not
             be
             seen
             by
             him
             ,
             but
             in
             an
             inticing
             dresse
             ;
             that
             she
             is
             a
             
               scold
               ,
            
             a
             
               devill
               incarnate
               ;
            
             that
             she
             is
             come
             of
             a
             light
             heel'd
             kinde
             ;
             or
             that
             he
             or
             she
             hath
             some
             loathsome
             incurable
             
               disease
               ;
            
             that
             she
             is
             
               bald
               ,
            
             her
             
               breath
               stinks
               ,
            
             that
             he
             or
             she
             is
             
               mad
            
             and
             
               frenetick
            
             hereditarily
             ;
             to
             tell
             her
             that
             he
             is
             an
             
               hermophrodite
               ,
               ,
            
             an
             
               Eunuch
               ,
               imperfect
               ,
               impotent
               ,
            
             a
             
               spend-thrift
               ,
            
             a
             
               gamester
               ,
            
             a
             
               gull
               ,
            
             his
             Mother
             was
             a
             Witch
             ,
             his
             Father
             was
             hanged
             ,
             that
             he
             will
             surely
             beat
             her
             ,
             that
             he
             is
             a
             desperate
             fellow
             ,
             and
             will
             stab
             his
             bedfellow
             ,
             and
             that
             no body
             will
             lie
             with
             him
             .
             If
             she
             be
             
               fair
            
             and
             
               wanton
               ,
            
             tell
             him
             she
             will
             make
             him
             a
             
               Cornuto
               ,
            
             and
             to
             sing
             an
             
               April
               song
               .
            
             If
             she
             be
             
               virtuous
               ,
            
             that
             it
             is
             but
             a
             cloak
             for
             her
             more
             secret
             
               vices
               ,
            
             a
             meer
             outside
             ,
             a
             whited
             Sepulchre
             .
             If
             he
             be
             
               enamoured
            
             on
             a
             Widow
             ,
             that
             she
             will
             still
             hit
             him
             in
             the
             teeth
             with
             her
             first
             husband
             ,
             that
             she
             hath
             cast
             her
             rider
             ,
             and
             will
             endanger
             him
             too
             ,
             and
             that
             a
             wife
             and
             children
             are
             a
             perpetual
             bill
             of
             charges
             .
          
           
           
             Endevour
             to
             divert
             the
             patients
             thoughts
             from
             his
             former
             Mistresse
             ,
             by
             making
             him
             fall
             in
             
               love
            
             with
             another
             ;
             upon
             whom
             when
             once
             his
             
               affection
            
             begins
             to
             take
             root
             ,
             make
             him
             hate
             that
             ,
             and
             fall
             in
             
               love
            
             with
             a
             third
             ;
             following
             this
             course
             with
             him
             still
             ,
             till
             at
             length
             he
             begins
             of
             his
             own
             accord
             to
             be
             weary
             of
             
               loving
               :
            
             for
             (
             I
             le
             assure
             you
             )
             he
             that
             is
             in
             
               love
            
             with
             many
             Women
             at
             once
             ,
             will
             never
             run
             mad
             for
             any
             of
             them
             ;
             for
             the
             
               minde
            
             being
             thus
             disunited
             ,
             the
             
               desires
            
             are
             lesse
             violent
             ;
             so
             one
             
               love
            
             takes
             away
             the
             force
             of
             another
             .
             
               Love
            
             is
             of
             the
             nature
             of
             a
             
               burning-glasse
               ,
            
             which
             kept
             still
             in
             one
             place
             fireth
             ;
             but
             changed
             often
             it
             doth
             nothing
             ,
             not
             so
             much
             as
             warm
             :
             or
             a
             kinde
             of
             
               glowing
               cole
               ,
            
             which
             shifted
             from
             hand
             to
             hand
             ,
             a
             man
             easily
             endures
             .
          
           
             A
             young
             man
             (
             saith
             
               Lucian
               )
            
             was
             pitifully
             in
             
               love
               ,
            
             he
             came
             to
             the
             
               Theater
            
             by
             chance
             ,
             and
             by
             seeing
             variety
             of
             objects
             there
             ,
             was
             fully
             recovered
             ,
             
               E
               theatro
               egressus
               hilaris
               ,
               ac
               si
               pharmacum
               oblivionis
               bibisset
               ;
            
             and
             went
             merrily
             home
             ,
             as
             if
             the
             had
             drunk
             a
             dram
             of
             oblivion
             .
             A
             Mouse
             (
             saith
             the
             Fabulist
             )
             was
             brought
             up
             in
             a
             chest
             ,
             and
             there
             fed
             with
             fragments
             of
             Bread
             and
             Cheese
             ,
             thought
             there
             could
             be
             no
             better
             meat
             ,
             till
             at
             last
             coming
             to
             feed
             on
             other
             varieties
             ,
             loathed
             her
             former
             life
             :
             just
             so
             it
             is
             with
             a
             silly
             
               Lover
               ,
            
             none
             so
             fair
             as
             his
             Mistresse
             at
             first
             ,
             he
             cares
             for
             none
             but
             her
             ;
             yet
             after
             a
             while
             when
             he
             hath
             compared
             her
             to
             others
             ,
             he
             abhors
             her
             name
             ,
             sight
             ,
             and
             memory
             .
          
           
             If
             all
             this
             will
             do
             no
             good
             ,
             let
             us
             see
             what
             may
             be
             done
             by
             Physicall
             means
             ;
             Yet
             ,
             some
             there
             are
             ,
             who
             exclaim
             and
             cry
             with
             open
             throats
             against
             the
             Gods
             ,
             for
             ordaining
             for
             every
             malady
             a
             medicine
             ,
             for
             every
             sore
             a
             salve
             ,
             for
             every
             pain
             a
             plaister
             ;
             leaving
             only
             
               Love
            
             remedilesse
             ,
             and
             then
             exclaiming
             with
             the
             Inventer
             of
             Physick
             
               Apollo
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               
                 Hei
                 mihi
                 quod
                 null
                 is
                 amor
                 est
                 medicalilis
                 herbis
                 !
              
            
             Did
             you
             (
             Oye
             Gods
             !
             )
             deem
             no
             man
             (
             say
             they
             )
             so
             mad
             as
             to
             be
             entangled
             with
             
               desire
               ?
            
             or
             thought
             you
             them
             worthy
             to
             be
             tormented
             ,
             that
             were
             so
             misled
             ?
             have
             ye
             dealt
             more
             favorably
             with
             brute
             beasts
             then
             with
             reasonable
             creatures
             ?
             No
             simple
             
               lovers
            
             you
             want
             not
             medicines
             to
             cure
             your
             maladies
             ,
             but
             reason
             to
             use
             the
             means
             .
          
           
             Of
             Physicall
             means
             therefore
             we
             will
             treat
             as
             followeth
             .
          
           
             First
             ,
             It
             is
             good
             to
             take
             away
             the
             superfluity
             of
             bloud
             ,
             (
             if
             age
             and
             the
             strength
             of
             the
             patient
             will
             permit
             )
             by
             opening
             the
             
               Liver
               vein
               .
            
             I
             should
             have
             said
             ,
             
               Vena
               hepatica
               ,
            
             (
             but
             I
             speak
             as
             well
             to
             those
             that
             do
             not
             understand
             
               Latine
               ,
            
             as
             them
             that
             do
             )
             in
             the
             right
             arme
             ,
             let
             the
             quantity
             taken
             be
             according
             to
             the
             constitution
             and
             strength
             of
             the
             patient
             ;
             and
             if
             you
             see
             cause
             ,
             open
             the
             
               Saphaena
            
             or
             ankle
             vein
             ;
             for
             
               phlebotomie
            
             maketh
             those
             that
             are
             dejected
             merry
             ,
             appeaseth
             those
             that
             are
             angry
             ,
             and
             makes
             
               Lovers
            
             come
             to
             themselves
             ,
             and
             keep
             in
             their
             right
             mindes
             ,
             
               amantes
               ne
               sint
               amentes
               :
            
             for
             (
             saith
             one
             )
             
               amantes
               &
               amentes
               iisdem
               remediis
               curentur
               ;
               Lovers
            
             and
             
               madnen
            
             are
             cured
             by
             the
             self-same
             remedy
             :
             affirming
             that
             
               Love
            
             extended
             is
             meer
             madnesse
             ▪
             
               Aelian
               Montaltus
            
             saith
             ,
             
               Love
            
             makes
             the
             bloud
             hot
             ,
             thick
             and
             black
             (
             being
             converted
             into
             black
             choler
             and
             melancholy
             )
             and
             if
             the
             inflamation
             get
             into
             the
             brain
             ,
             with
             continual
             meditation
             ,
             it
             so
             dryes
             it
             up
             ,
             that
             a
             madnesse
             followes
             ,
             or
             they
             make
             away
             themselves
             ,
             as
             divers
             in
             that
             case
             have
             done
             .
          
           
             Let
             him
             have
             change
             and
             variety
             of
             place
             ,
             for
             that
             doth
             awaken
             the
             spirits
             of
             
               melancholy
               Lovers
               ;
            
             let
             him
             not
             be
             without
             company
             and
             frequent
             conversation
             ,
             for
             many
             times
             that
             diverts
             the
             minde
             of
             a
             
               doting
               
               Lover
               ,
            
             and
             cheeres
             him
             up
             ,
             making
             him
             see
             his
             errour
             ▪
          
           
             It
             is
             good
             for
             the
             Patient
             to
             be
             in
             a
             cold
             and
             moist
             aire
             ;
             and
             not
             to
             use
             in
             his
             diet
             such
             things
             as
             do
             heat
             the
             bloud
             and
             provoke
             lust
             .
          
           
             Let
             him
             use
             to
             fast
             often
             ,
             and
             feed
             often
             on
             bread
             and
             water
             :
             
               Sine
               Cerere
               &
               Baccho
               frig●t
               Venus
               ;
               Love
            
             takes
             not
             up
             his
             lodging
             in
             an
             empty
             stomach
             ;
             but
             on
             the
             contrary
             
               Venus
            
             delights
             in
             dainties
             .
          
           
             Let
             him
             use
             these
             simples
             in
             his
             broath
             and
             sallads
             ;
             
               
                 Purslane
                 .
              
               
                 Sorrell
                 .
              
               
                 Endive
                 .
              
               
                 Woodbine
                 .
              
               
                 Ammi
                 .
              
               
                 Succory
                 .
              
            
             And
             
               Lettice
               ,
            
             which
             is
             so
             soveraigne
             a
             remedy
             against
             this
             malady
             ,
             that
             
               Venus
            
             desiring
             to
             forget
             all
             her
             unchast
             desires
             ,
             buried
             her
             dear
             
               Adonis
            
             under
             a
             bed
             of
             Lettice
             .
          
           
             Likewise
             the
             syrup
             or
             conserve
             of
             
               Red-roses
               ,
            
             or
             
               Province-roses
               ;
            
             the
             same
             virtue
             is
             attributed
             to
             
               Mints
               .
            
          
           
             Let
             him
             also
             use
             to
             eat
             ,
             
               
                 Grapes
                 .
              
               
                 Mellons
                 .
              
               
                 Cherries
                 .
              
               
                 Plums
                 .
              
               
                 Apples
                 .
              
               
                 Pears
                 .
              
               
                 Cowcumbers
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
            
          
           
             It
             is
             good
             to
             take
             sometimes
             ,
             
               
                 Hempeseed
                 .
              
               
                 Seed
                 of
                 water
                 Lillies
                 .
              
               
                 Hemlock
                 .
              
               
                 Tu●san
                 .
              
               
                 Camphire
                 .
              
               
                 Cominseeds
                 .
              
               
                 Coriander
                 seeds
                 .
              
            
             
               Agnus
               Costus
               ,
            
             or
             the
             
               Chast
               tree
               ,
            
             not
             only
             the
             
             seeds
             of
             it
             used
             and
             taken
             in
             what
             manner
             soever
             doth
             restrain
             the
             instigation
             to
             
               venery
               ,
            
             which
             it
             doth
             by
             a
             
               specifick
               property
               ,
            
             seeing
             it
             is
             of
             the
             same
             tēperature
             with
             
               Pepper
               ,
            
             which
             worketh
             contrary
             effects
             ▪
             and
             therefore
             the
             
               Athenian
               Matrons
            
             in
             their
             
               Thesmophoria
            
             did
             use
             the
             leaves
             as
             sheets
             to
             lie
             on
             ,
             thereby
             to
             preserve
             their
             thoughts
             (
             if
             it
             were
             possible
             )
             from
             impurity
             .
          
           
             
               Rue
            
             is
             an
             excellent
             remedy
             ,
             but
             of
             different
             operation
             in
             Men
             an
             Women
             .
             
               
                 One
                 quality
                 thereof
                 commend
                 I
                 must
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 makes
                 Men
                 chast
                 ,
                 and
                 Women
                 fils
                 with
                 lust
                 .
              
            
          
           
             Let
             his
             Sauces
             with
             his
             meat
             be
             ,
             
               
                 
                   Vinegar
                   ,
                
                 
                   Orenges
                   ,
                
                 
                   or
                   
                     Verdejuyce
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   Lemmons
                   ,
                
                 
                   Sorrell
                   ,
                
              
            
          
           
             Let
             him
             abstain
             from
             all
             
               Aromaticall
            
             things
             ,
             and
             all
             
               fryed
            
             or
             
               salt
            
             meats
             ;
             because
             that
             
               salt
            
             by
             reason
             of
             its
             heat
             and
             acrimony
             ,
             provokes
             to
             lust
             ,
             those
             that
             use
             to
             eat
             it
             in
             any
             great
             quantity
             .
          
           
             Let
             him
             abstain
             from
             meats
             that
             are
             nutritive
             ,
             hot
             ,
             flatulent
             ,
             and
             melancholy
             :
             as
             ,
             
               
                 Soft
                 Egges
                 .
              
               
                 Partridges
                 .
              
               
                 Pigeons
                 .
              
               
                 Sparrows
                 .
              
               
                 Testicles
                 of
                 creatures
                 .
              
               
                 Quails
                 .
              
               
                 Rabbets
                 .
              
               
                 Hares
                 .
              
               
                 
                   Greengeese
                
                 especially
                 .
              
            
          
           
             Let
             him
             not
             eat
             ,
             
               
                 Pine
                 nuts
                 .
              
               
                 Pistachoes
                 .
              
               
                 Small
                 nuts
                 .
              
               
                 Artechokes
                 .
              
               
                 Turneps
                 .
              
               
                 Greenginger
                 .
              
               
                 Eringoes
                 .
              
               
                 Mustard
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 Coleworts
                 .
              
               
                 Rapes
                 .
              
               
                 Carrots
                 .
              
               
                 Parsnips
                 .
              
               
                 Chesnuts
                 .
              
               
                 Pease
                 .
              
               
                 Sweet
                 Almonds
                 .
              
               
                 Satyrion
                 .
              
               
                 Onions
                 .
              
               
                 Water
                 nuts
                 .
              
               
                 Rocket
                 .
              
               
                 Cich-pease
                 .
              
               
                 Beans
                 .
              
               
                 Syrrups
                 .
              
               
                 Electuaries
                 .
              
            
          
           
             Let
             him
             not
             lie
             upon
             a
             soft
             bed
             .
          
           
             Also
             from
             all
             manner
             of
             Fish
             
               *
            
             ,
             &c.
             And
             
               
                 Oysters
                 .
              
               
                 Prawnes
                 .
              
               
                 Lobsters
                 .
              
               
                 Crabs
                 .
              
               
                 Muscles
                 .
              
               
                 Cockles
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
            
          
           
             Let
             him
             exercise
             
               usque
               ad
               sudorem
               ,
            
             till
             he
             sweat
             again
             ;
             provided
             that
             the
             disease
             be
             not
             already
             grown
             to
             madnesse
             .
          
           
             Often
             bathes
             are
             good
             .
          
           
             Eye
             the
             heart
             ,
             and
             be
             sure
             what
             ever
             you
             do
             ,
             have
             a
             care
             to
             keep
             that
             on
             wheels
             ,
             for
             all
             melancholy
             vapors
             afflict
             that
             especially
             .
             Therefore
             to
             fortifie
             that
             ,
             take
             
               
                 
                   Conserve
                   of
                
                 
                   
                     Roses
                     .
                  
                   
                     Borrage
                     flowers
                     .
                  
                   
                     Buglosse
                     flowers
                     .
                  
                   
                     Rosemary
                     flowers
                     .
                  
                   
                     Marigold
                     flowers
                     .
                  
                
              
               
                 Saffron
                 .
              
               
                 Green
                 walnuts
                 preserved
                 .
              
               
                 Juniper
                 berries
                 .
              
               
                 Bettony
                 .
              
               
                 Citron
                 pils
                 candied
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
            
          
           
           
             
               Thebane
               Crates
            
             saith
             ,
             there
             is
             no
             other
             remedy
             for
             
               Love
            
             then
             
               Time
               ,
            
             and
             that
             must
             wear
             it
             out
             ;
             if
             
               time
            
             will
             not
             ,
             the
             last
             refuge
             (
             saith
             he
             )
             is
             an
             
               halter
               .
            
             And
             that
             's
             a
             speedy
             and
             sure
             remedy
             ,
             very
             quick
             of
             operation
             .
          
           
             But
             when
             all
             fails
             ,
             apply
             that
             Cordiall
             salve
             to
             your
             corroding
             sore
             made
             by
             
               loves
            
             wounding
             weapon
             ,
             that
             excellent
             remedy
             ,
             that
             soveraign
             balme
             ,
             that
             universal
             medicine
             ,
             which
             if
             seasonably
             administred
             ,
             will
             give
             you
             comfort
             when
             you
             are
             most
             distempered
             .
             The
             Recipe
             is
             ,
             
               Divine
               Contemplation
               ;
            
             for
             certainly
             those
             spirits
             which
             are
             truly
             raised
             to
             the
             study
             and
             knowledge
             of
             
               divine
               things
               ,
            
             and
             do
             well
             know
             the
             art
             of
             
               celestiall
               contemplation
               ,
            
             are
             elevated
             above
             all
             
               terrestrial
               pleasures
               ,
            
             in
             as
             much
             as
             
               eternity
            
             is
             above
             
               time
               ,
            
             and
             
               infinite
               felicities
            
             above
             
               vanities
               .
            
             And
             not
             finding
             any
             thing
             on
             earth
             worthy
             our
             
               desire
               ,
            
             and
             to
             fix
             our
             
               affections
            
             upon
             ,
             let
             the
             object
             of
             our
             
               love
            
             and
             felicities
             be
             in
             the
             
               Empyreall
               heaven
               .
            
             And
             while
             we
             are
             in
             these
             
               divine
               extasies
               ,
            
             let
             our
             spirits
             be
             so
             strong
             ,
             as
             they
             may
             be
             conquerors
             of
             our
             bodies
             ;
             so
             heavenly
             ,
             that
             they
             may
             esteem
             the
             chiefest
             pleasures
             of
             the
             body
             (
             as
             this
             of
             
               heroick
               love
               )
            
             but
             as
             dung
             and
             drosse
             ,
             nay
             worse
             if
             worse
             may
             be
             ,
             in
             comparison
             of
             those
             
               sublime
            
             and
             
               celestial
               pleasures
            
             we
             enjoy
             in
             our
             
               souls
               .
            
             And
             in
             such
             comparison
             we
             may
             rejoyce
             more
             in
             contemning
             these
             
               corporeal
               delights
               ,
            
             and
             being
             above
             them
             ,
             then
             in
             the
             fruition
             of
             them
             .
             Therefore
             in
             stead
             of
             placing
             our
             
               affections
            
             on
             
               terrene
               objects
               ,
            
             let
             us
             seek
             after
             that
             fountain
             and
             well-spring
             of
             all
             
               love
               ,
               lovelinesse
               ,
               beauty
               ,
               sweetnesse
               ,
            
             and
             
               excellencies
            
             of
             the
             
               Creator
               ;
            
             which
             is
             infinitely
             more
             permanent
             ,
             and
             doth
             as
             much
             transcend
             all
             other
             
               beauties
            
             and
             
               excellencies
            
             in
             the
             world
             ,
             if
             they
             were
             all
             united
             in
             one
             :
             so
             that
             when
             a
             soul
             is
             possessed
             with
             the
             
               beauty
            
             and
             
               love
            
             of
             God
             ,
             it
             will
             have
             the
             eye
             of
             its
             imagination
             fixed
             
             on
             him
             ,
             often
             soaring
             and
             mounting
             up
             to
             heaven
             as
             its
             
               center
               ,
            
             on
             the
             wings
             of
             
               contemplation
               ;
            
             and
             a
             sa
             vapor
             exhaled
             by
             the
             
               Sun
               ,
            
             often
             gliding
             after
             its
             
               love
               ,
            
             being
             thereunto
             attracted
             by
             the
             allurements
             of
             his
             most
             
               amiable
               ,
               fair
            
             and
             
               divine
               lustre
            
             and
             
               lovelinesse
               ;
            
             insomuch
             as
             it
             will
             be
             enlightened
             with
             
               glorious
               Ideas
               ,
               touring
               apprehensions
               ,
               ardent
               affections
               ,
            
             and
             
               celestial
               raptures
               .
            
             We
             will
             conclude
             with
             that
             Poetical
             and
             Divine
             strain
             of
             the
             Nightingale
             of
             
               France
               .
            
             
               
                 If
                 wanton
                 
                   Lovers
                
                 so
                 delight
                 to
                 gaze
              
               
                 On
                 mortall
                 
                   beauties
                
                 brittle
                 little
                 blaze
                 ;
              
               
                 That
                 not
                 content
                 with
                 (
                 almost
                 )
                 dayly
                 sight
              
               
                 Of
                 those
                 deer
                 
                   Idols
                
                 of
                 their
                 appetite
                 ;
              
               
                 Nor
                 with
                 th'
                 
                   Ideas
                
                 which
                 the
                 
                   Idalian
                
                 Dart
              
               
                 Hath
                 deep
                 imprinted
                 in
                 their
                 yielding
                 heart
                 ;
              
               
                 Much
                 more
                 should
                 those
                 ,
                 whose
                 
                   souls
                   ,
                
                 in
                 
                   sacred
                   love
                
              
               
                 Are
                 rapt
                 with
                 
                   Beauties
                   ▪
                   proto-type
                
                 above
                 .
              
            
          
           
             FINIS
             .
          
        
      
    
     
       
       
         
           The
           Postscript
           .
        
         
           
             READER
             ,
          
        
         
           I
           Know
           I
           shall
           come
           under
           the
           lash
           of
           a
           
             Satyrical
             dijudication
             ,
          
           and
           be
           boy'd
           out
           of
           countenance
           ,
           for
           presuming
           to
           appear
           in
           this
           Subject
           ,
           which
           would
           have
           become
           the
           neat
           flourishes
           of
           a
           more
           
             elegant
             pen
             .
          
           Therefore
           I
           will
           acknowledge
           that
           
             Philomus
          
           as
           one
           of
           my
           most
           energetical
           
             palizadoes
             ,
          
           who
           will
           defend
           this
           
             Enchiridion
          
           against
           the
           malevolous
           aspersions
           of
           the
           venemous
           tongues
           of
           detractors
           ,
           that
           will
           endevour
           to
           derogate
           its
           worth
           by
           calumny
           .
           But
           I
           have
           
             Herculean
          
           hopes
           ,
           that
           some
           will
           vindicate
           me
           (
           where
           I
           cannot
           answer
           for
           my self
           )
           against
           the
           viperous
           brood
           of
           backbiters
           .
           And
           as
           I
           love
           not
           to
           come
           within
           the
           jawes
           of
           such
           black-mouth'd
           
             Plutonian
             Curs
             ;
          
           so
           I
           desire
           not
           to
           be
           bandied
           up
           and
           down
           in
           the
           
             Tennis
             Court
          
           of
           this
           World
           with
           the
           
             Racket
             of
             praise
             ;
          
           for
           there
           is
           a
           Herb
           called
           
             Lingua
             pagana
          
           (
           I
           translate
           it
           )
           
             a
             double
             tongue
             ;
          
           the
           Devill
           that
           crafty
           Gardner
           hath
           got
           a
           slip
           of
           it
           ,
           and
           
           hath
           set
           it
           in
           the
           heart
           of
           the
           
             G●athonical
             Reader
             ;
          
           for
           
             Bilinguis
          
           was
           none
           of
           Gods
           making
           ;
           no
           ,
           it
           was
           of
           the
           Devils
           marring
           ,
           he
           loves
           to
           make
           that
           double
           which
           God
           made
           single
           :
           So
           there
           will
           be
           some
           
             Cloven
             tongues
          
           that
           will
           disallow
           of
           that
           in
           the
           Writers
           absence
           ,
           which
           before
           did
           approve
           of
           and
           commend
           in
           his
           presence
           ;
           and
           if
           such
           distastful
           
             Criticks
          
           shall
           misinterpret
           the
           innocency
           of
           my
           harmlesse
           meaning
           ,
           I
           shall
           but
           reply
           ,
           and
           play
           with
           their
           sporting
           Censures
           ,
           as
           doth
           
             Ben.
             Johnson
          
           in
           his
           Play
           works
           ,
           
             
               Their
               praise
               or
               dispraise
               is
               to
               me
               alike
               ,
            
             
               Th'
               one
               doth
               not
               stroke
               me
               ,
               nor
               the
               other
               strike
               .
            
          
        
         
           I
           will
           conclude
           with
           one
           word
           to
           
             Momus
             ,
          
           who
           like
           a
           cowardly
           Cur
           will
           fawn
           in
           a
           Mans
           face
           ,
           but
           bite
           him
           by
           the
           heels
           when
           his
           turn'd
           back
           hath
           given
           the
           farewell
           ,
           or
           like
           the
           Cholerick
           Horse-rider
           ,
           who
           being
           cast
           from
           a
           young
           Colt
           ,
           not
           daring
           to
           kill
           the
           Horse
           cut
           the
           Saddle
           .
        
         
           
             Think
             ▪
             (
             Momus
             )
             speak
             do
             what
             thou
             wilt
             ,
             
             th'art
             free
             ;
          
           
             Thy
             thoughts
             ,
             thy
             words
             ,
             thy
             deeds
             are
             nought
             to
             me
             .
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .
        
      
       
       
         
           The
           Contents
           .
        
         
           
             Of
             
               Love
               ,
            
             the
             Original
             ,
             the
             Universality
             and
             the
             Definition
             of
             it
             ▪
             
               pag.
               1.
               
            
          
           
             THe
             whole
             Vniverse
             tendeth
             to
             
               love
               ▪
            
             and
             that
             it
             was
             
               love
            
             which
             caused
             God
             to
             create
             the
             World
             .
             
               pag.
               1.
               
            
          
           
             Mans
             inclination
             to
             a
             seeming
             good
             ,
             and
             the
             cause
             of
             Womans
             creation
             .
             
               2.
               
            
          
           
             The
             sympathy
             that
             Minerals
             and
             Vegetables
             have
             one
             to
             another
             .
             
               3.
               
            
          
           
             The
             Definition
             of
             
               amorous
               love
               ,
            
             and
             the
             several
             opinions
             of
             
               
                 Theophrastus
                 ,
              
               
                 Montagne
                 ,
              
               
                 Socrates
                 ,
              
               
                 Tully
                 ,
              
               
                 Seneca
                 ,
                 
                   and
                   others
                   .
                
                 pag.
                 4
                 ,
                 5.
                 
              
            
          
           
             The
             policy
             of
             
               Paris
               ,
            
             in
             the
             disposal
             of
             the
             golden
             ball
             to
             
               Venus
               .
               5.
               
            
          
           
           
             The
             power
             of
             the
             Planet
             
               Venus
               .
               pag.
               6.
               
            
          
           
             The
             Concord
             betwixt
             
               Pallas
               ,
            
             the
             
               Muses
            
             and
             
               Venus
               .
               ibid.
            
          
           
             The
             Conclusion
             .
             
               7.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             
               The
               Causes
               of
            
             Love
             .
             pag.
             7.
             
          
           
             THe
             first
             cause
             from
             God
             .
             
               ibid.
            
          
           
             The
             second
             from
             the
             influence
             of
             the
             Stars
             .
             
               8
               ,
               9.
               
            
          
           
             Parents
             and
             Education
             .
             
               9
               ,
               10.
               
            
          
           
             The
             example
             of
             
               Themistocles
               .
               10.
               
            
          
           
             
               Idlenesse
               .
            
             ibid.
          
           
             Luscious
             fair
             .
             
               ibid.
            
          
           
             Dancing
             Schooles
             ,
             and
             Schooles
             of
             Musick
             .
             
               11.
               
            
          
           
             
               Quintilians
            
             opinion
             of
             Nurses
             .
             
               ibid.
            
          
           
             The
             example
             of
             
               Socrates
               .
               12.
               
            
          
           
             A
             Harmony
             and
             Consonancy
             of
             spirits
             ,
             &c.
             
               13.
               
            
          
           
             That
             beauty
             and
             goodnesse
             make
             us
             love
             .
             
               14.
               
            
          
           
             The
             great
             power
             that
             beauty
             hath
             in
             procuring
             Love
             .
             
               16.
               
            
          
           
             The
             particulars
             of
             beauty
             causing
             Love
             ,
             
               
                 1.
                 
                 
                   The
                   Eyes
                   .
                
                 17.
                 
              
               
                 2.
                 
                 
                   Fair
                   hair
                   .
                
                 18.
                 
              
               
                 
                   3.
                   
                
                 The
                 Tongue
                 ,
                 a
                 gracious
                 Laughter
                 ,
                 Songs
                 ,
                 Kissing
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
                 
                   19.
                   
                
              
               
                 
                   4.
                   
                
                 A
                 tall
                 slender
                 body
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
                   ibid.
                
              
               
               
                 
                   5.
                   
                
                 Breasts
                 and
                 paps
                 ,
                 affected
                 carriages
                 ,
                 garments
                 ,
                 guises
                 ,
                 colons
                 ,
                 jewels
                 ,
                 pendants
                 ,
                 painting
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
                   19.
                   
                
                 Apparel
                 .
                 
                   20.
                   
                
              
               
                 
                   6.
                   
                
                 Pleasant
                 looks
                 ,
                 glances
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
                 
                   21.
                   
                
                 
                   
                     Good
                     instruction
                     to
                     Ladies
                     .
                     
                       21.
                       
                    
                  
                
              
               
                 
                   7.
                   
                
                 A
                 tender
                 and
                 hot
                 heart
                 .
                 
                   ibid.
                
              
               
                 8.
                 
                 
                   Love-letters
                   .
                
                 23.
                 
              
               
                 9.
                 
                 
                   Words
                   .
                
                 ibid.
              
               
                 10.
                 
                 
                   Eare
                   .
                
                 ibid.
              
            
          
           
             Lysidas
             
               love
               to
            
             Astrea
             .
             ibid.
          
           
             Money
             causing
             Love
             in
             Men
             .
             
               23.
               
            
          
           
             Money
             causing
             Love
             in
             Women
             .
             
               25.
               
            
          
           
             What
             the
             Poets
             say
             are
             the
             causes
             of
             Love
             .
             
               26.
               
            
          
           
             
               Fonsecas
            
             opinion
             of
             the
             cause
             of
             Love
             .
             
               27.
               
            
          
           
             The
             Conclusion
             .
             
               29.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             Of
             the
             Power
             and
             Effects
             of
             
               Love
               .
               31.
               
            
          
           
             WHat
             
               Plato
            
             cals
             Love
             .
             
               ibid.
            
          
           
             The
             effects
             of
             love
             in
             Animals
             .
             
               31
               ,
               32.
               
            
          
           
             Diseases
             caused
             by
             Love
             .
             
               32.
               
            
          
           
             Powers
             and
             assaults
             of
             Love
             .
             
               33.
               
            
             
               
                 The
                 variousnesse
                 of
                 it
                 .
                 
                   ibid.
                
              
            
          
           
             Divers
             examples
             of
             the
             Effects
             of
             Love
             .
             
               35.
               
            
          
           
             The
             many
             dangers
             and
             hazzards
             Lovers
             undergoe
             .
             
               37.
               
            
          
           
           
             Loves
             force
             is
             shown
             in
             the
             continuation
             of
             a
             designe
             .
             
               39.
               
            
          
           
             The
             effects
             of
             love
             in
             Birds
             ,
             &c.
             
             
               40.
               
            
          
           
             The
             effects
             of
             love
             in
             old
             persons
             .
             
               41.
               
            
             
               
                 In
                 Maids
                 .
                 
                   ibid.
                
              
            
          
           
             Constancy
             in
             Lovers
             inconstancy
             .
             
               43.
               
            
          
           
             How
             Lovers
             display
             the
             beauty
             of
             their
             Mistresses
             .
             
               43.
               
            
          
           
             The
             effects
             of
             love
             in
             She-lovers
             ,
             with
             their
             ear-charming
             notes
             .
             
               44.
               
            
          
           
             A
             loves
             simplician
             described
             .
             
               47.
               
            
          
           
             A
             description
             a
             great
             many
             Guls
             .
             
               48.
               
            
          
           
             Instructions
             to
             Lovers
             .
             
               48
               ,
               49.
               
            
          
           
             Love
             strengthened
             by
             hope
             ,
             &c.
             
             
               51.
               
            
          
           
             A
             description
             of
             the
             
               Palace
            
             of
             Love
             .
             
               57.
               
            
          
           
             The
             effects
             of
             love
             in
             Women
             .
             
               53
               ,
               54
               ,
               55
               ,
               56
               ,
               57.
               
            
          
           
             The
             conclusion
             .
             
               58.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             Of
             the
             Power
             and
             Effects
             of
             
               Love
            
             in
             Widows
             .
             
               59
            
          
           
             WIdows
             compared
             to
             Heralds
             Hearse-clothes
             ,
             and
             how
             they
             will
             belie
             their
             age
             ,
             &c.
             
               ibid.
            
          
           
             The
             artificial
             discourse
             of
             Widows
             .
             
               ibid.
            
          
           
             Widow
             Courters
             ,
             &c.
             
             
               61.
               
            
          
           
             The
             cause
             why
             
               Spaniards
            
             will
             not
             mary
             Widows
             .
             
               61.
               
            
          
           
             Widows
             were
             ordained
             for
             younger
             brothers
             .
             
               62.
               
            
          
        
         
         
           
             The
             Signes
             of
             
               Love
               .
               63.
               
            
          
           
             CAutions
             before
             you
             judges
             of
             signes
             .
             
               ibid.
            
          
           
             
               What
            
             Physognomie
             
               is
               .
            
             ibid.
          
           
             Various
             signes
             of
             Love
             are
             from
             
               pag.
               64.
            
             to
             
               69.
               
            
          
           
             Signes
             of
             Love
             in
             Women
             .
             
               75
               ,
               76
               ,
               77.
               
            
          
           
             Signes
             of
             Love
             by
             Chiromancy
             .
             
               77.
               
            
          
           
             Signes
             of
             Love
             by
             Dreams
             .
             
               77
               ,
               78.
               
            
          
           
             Signes
             of
             Love
             by
             Astrology
             .
             
               79
               ,
               80.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             At
             what
             Age
             we
             begin
             to
             be
             in
             Love
             .
             What
             Complexions
             do
             best
             sympathize
             .
             What
             ,
             &c.
             
               81.
               
            
          
           
             WHen
             it
             beginneth
             in
             men
             .
             
               81
               ,
               82.
               
            
          
           
             
               When
               in
               Women
               .
            
             ibid.
             83
             ,
             84
             ,
             85.
             
          
           
             What
             temperatures
             and
             complexions
             do
             sympathize
             together
             ,
             and
             are
             most
             prone
             to
             receive
             the
             impression
             of
             this
             passion
             .
             
               86
               ,
               87
               ,
               88
               ,
               89
               ,
               90.
               
            
          
        
         
         
           
             In
             what
             principal
             part
             of
             the
             Body
             of
             Man
             is
             the
             seat
             of
             Love
             .
             
               91.
               
            
          
           
             WHere
             Love
             first
             entreth
             .
             
               91
               ,
               92.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             Of
             Jealousie
             in
             Lovers
             .
             
               93.
               
            
          
           
             THe
             Definition
             of
             it
             .
             
               93
               ,
               94.
               
            
          
           
             The
             Effects
             ,
             Signes
             and
             symptomes
             of
             it
             .
             
               94.
               95
               ,
               96
               ,
               97
               ,
               98
               ,
               99.
               
            
          
           
             How
             it
             may
             be
             known
             who
             will
             be
             subject
             to
             jealousie
             by
             every
             mans
             Nativity
             .
             
               101.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             The
             Remedies
             of
             Love
             .
             
               102.
               
            
          
           
             HOw
             to
             take
             away
             Love
             caused
             by
             the
             stars
             .
             
               102
               ,
               103.
               
            
          
           
             How
             to
             remove
             it
             caused
             by
             Parents
             and
             Education
             .
             
               103
               ,
               104
               ,
               105
               ,
               106.
               
            
          
           
           
             How
             to
             extinguish
             it
             ,
             caused
             by
             beauty
             .
             
               106
               ,
               107.
               
            
          
           
             That
             Love
             is
             sooner
             extinguished
             in
             presence
             then
             absence
             .
             
               109.
               
            
          
           
             How
             to
             take
             away
             the
             cause
             of
             Money
             causing
             Love
             .
             
               113
               ,
               114.
               
            
          
           
             A
             preservative
             and
             soveraign
             receipt
             for
             Women
             to
             fortifie
             themselves
             against
             the
             contagion
             of
             this
             pussion
             .
             
               115
               ,
               116
               ,
               117
               ,
               118
               ,
               119.
               
            
          
           
             How
             to
             extinguish
             Love
             according
             to
             the
             way
             of
             the
             
               Arabians
               .
               119.
               
            
          
           
             
               And
               the
            
             Parthians
             .
             120
             ,
             121.
             
          
           
             Several
             other
             instructions
             to
             divert
             the
             patients
             thoughts
             .
             
               120.
               
            
          
           
             Physical
             cures
             ,
             by
             letting
             of
             bloud
             ▪
             change
             and
             variety
             of
             places
             ,
             and
             what
             air
             is
             best
             ;
             How
             to
             diet
             him
             ,
             as
             what
             simples
             to
             use
             in
             his
             broaths
             .
             What
             Syrups
             and
             Conserves
             he
             must
             take
             ▪
             What
             fruit
             he
             may
             eat
             ,
             &c.
             
             What
             Sauces
             to
             use
             with
             his
             meats
             .
             
               122
               ,
               123
               ,
               124.
               
            
          
           
             What
             the
             patient
             must
             abstain
             from
             .
             
               124.
               
            
          
           
             His
             Exercise
             .
             
               125.
               
            
          
           
             Fortifie
             the
             haart
             .
             
               ibid.
            
          
           
             
               The
               remedy
               of
            
             Theban
             Crates
             .
             ibid.
          
           
             
               The
               Conclusion
               .
            
             126
             ,
             127.
             
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .
        
         
      
       
         Notes, typically marginal, from the original text
         
           Notes for div A42026e-2320
           
             *
             And
             that
             is
             the
             cause
             why
             women
             love
             fish
             better
             then
             flesh
             ,
             for
             they
             will
             have
             
               Plaice
            
             what
             ever
             they
             pay
             for
             it
             .