Summum bonum, or, An explication of the divine goodness in the words of the most renowned Boetius translated by a lover of truth and virtue.
         De consolatione philosophiae. English
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             Summum bonum, or, An explication of the divine goodness in the words of the most renowned Boetius translated by a lover of truth and virtue.
             De consolatione philosophiae. English
             Boethius, d. 524.
             Elys, Edmund, ca. 1634-ca. 1707.
          
           [12], 207 p.
           
             Printed by H. Hall, for Ric. Davis,
             Oxford :
             1674.
          
           
             Translated by Edmund Elys.
             Running title: The consolation of philosophy. The first-[fourth] booke.
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           Summum
           Bonum
           ,
           OR
           AN
           EXPLICATION
           OF
           THE
           DIVINE
           GOODNESS
           ,
           In
           the
           Words
           of
           the
           Most
           Renowned
           BOETIVS
           .
        
         
           Translated
           By
           a
           Lover
           of
           Truth
           ,
           and
           Virtue
           .
        
         
         
           OXFORD
           .
           Printed
           by
           
             H.
             Hall.
          
           for
           
             Ric.
             Davis
          
           .
           1674.
           
        
      
       
         
         
           Imprimatur
        
         
           
             
               Rad.
               Bathurst
            
             Acad.
             Oxon.
             Vice-Can
             :
          
           
             March.
             6.
             1673.
             
             /
             4.
             
          
        
      
       
         
         
           To
           the
           Nobility
           ,
           and
           Gentry
           of
           England
           .
        
         
           
             SIRS
             !
          
        
         
           I
           Here
           Present
           you
           the
           most
           Profound
           Meditations
           of
           one
           of
           the
           Bravest
           Spirits
           ,
           that
           was
           ever
           Cloath'd
           with
           Flesh
           ,
           and
           
             Bloud
             ,
             viz.
          
           the
           CONSOLATIONS
           of
           the
           most
           Honourable
           BOETIVS
           in
           the
           midst
           of
           His
           Greatest
           Sufferings
           ;
           With
           My
           Earnest
           Desires
           that
           Your Selves
           ,
           and
           Your
           Posterity
           (
           Escaping
           His
           Misfortunes
           )
           may
           ever
           Follow
           the
           High
           Example
           of
           His
           
             Heroick
             Virtues
          
           :
           which
           Virtues
           whosoever
           shall
           Attein
           unto
           ,
           he
           certainly
           
           will
           be
           
             More
             than
             Conquerour
          
           in
           All
           the
           Changes
           and
           Chances
           of
           this
           Mortal
           Life
           ,
           which
           both
           in
           Sacred
           and
           Prophane
           Writt
           is
           term'd
           a
           WARFARE
           .
           That
           Famous
           Apophthegm
           of
           SOCRATES
           in
           Defyance
           of
           His
           
             Bloud
             .
             Thirsty
          
           Enemies
           ,
           might
           well
           have
           been
           spoken
           in
           the
           like
           Case
           ,
           By
           a
           Greater
           Philosopher
           than
           SOCRATES
           ,
           the
           Renowned
           BOETIVS
           :
           
             They
             may
             Kill
             Me
             ,
             but
             they
             Cannot
             Hurt
             Me.
          
           Though
           He
           does
           not
           make
           any
           Express
           mention
           of
           JESUS
           CHRIST
           in
           this
           Philosophical
           Discourse
           ;
           yet
           't
           is
           well
           known
           ,
           how
           Zealously
           He
           Contended
           for
           the
           Truth
           ,
           Against
           those
           Execrable
           Haereticks
           that
           Deny
           HIM
           to
           be
           GOD
           ,
           Whom
           theVniversal
           Church
           (
           
             According
             to
             the
             Scriptures
          
           )
           Acknowledgeth
           to
           be
           
             GOD
             of
             GOD
             ,
             LIGHT
             of
             LIGHT
             ,
             Very
             GOD
             of
             very
             GOD
             ,
             Begotten
             ,
             Not
             Made
             ,
             Being
             of
             one
             Substance
             
             with
             the
             FATHER
             ,
             By
             VVhom
             All
             things
             were
             Made
             .
          
           I
           Pray
           GOD
           we
           may
           All
           
             Hold
             the
             Mystery
             of
             the
             Faith
             in
             a
             Pure
             Conscience
          
           :
           As
           did
           this
           Excellent
           Man
           ,
           Whose
           Thoughts
           of
           the
           Nature
           of
           
             True
             Happiness
          
           (
           though
           in
           a
           Style
           ,
           I
           must
           confess
           not
           Answearable
           to
           His
           Great
           Wit
           ,
           and
           Eloquence
           )
           I
           have
           Endeavour'd
           to
           Express
           in
           the
           
             English
             Tongue
          
           ;
           which
           has
           been
           no
           less
           Adorn'd
           by
           those
           Admirable
           Writings
           of
           Our
           late
           SOVERAIGN
           ,
           than
           the
           
             Latine
             Tongue
          
           by
           those
           which
           the
           Learned
           BOETIVS
           compos'd
           IN
           HIS
           SOLITUDES
           ,
           AND
           SUFFERINGS
           .
           HE
           ,
           and
           BOETIUS
           ,
           and
           All
           the
           Noble
           MARTYRS
           ,
           give
           Testimony
           to
           this
           Truth
           ,
           so
           Elegantly
           Exprest
           by
           His
           ROYAL
           Pen
           :
           
             The
             Assaults
             of
             Affliction
             may
             be
             Terrible
             ,
             like
             
               Sampson's
               Lion
            
             ,
             but
             they
             yield
             much
             Sweetness
             to
             those
             that
             dare
             Encounter
             ,
             
             and
             Overcome
             them
             ;
             who
             know
             how
             to
             overlive
             the
             Withering
             of
             their
             Gourds
             without
             Discontent
             ,
             or
             Peevishness
             ,
             while
             they
             may
             yet
             Converse
             with
             GOD.
             
          
           Wishing
           You
           al
           the
           Experiences
           of
           the
           Unspeakable
           Sweetness
           of
           the
           onely
           True
           Honour
           ,
           and
           Virtue
           ,
           I
           Rest
        
         
           
             Your
             Affectionate
             Humble
             Servant
          
        
      
       
         
         
           To
           the
           Reader
           .
        
         
           AFter
           I
           had
           perfected
           the
           Translation
           of
           all
           I
           intended
           to
           Translate
           of
           BOETIUS
           ,
           I
           receiv'd
           from
           a
           Learned
           Friend
           the
           Notice
           of
           a
           very
           good
           Translation
           of
           all
           His
           Five
           Bookes
           
             Consolationis
             Philosophiae
          
           ,
           which
           was
           Publisht
           1609.
           
           The
           Author
           has
           given
           us
           the
           knowledge
           but
           of
           Two
           Letters
           of
           His
           Name
           ,
           I.
           T.
           Though
           I
           have
           not
           taken
           so
           much
           as
           one
           Expression
           from
           this
           Excellent
           Person
           ,
           yet
           I
           think
           it
           my
           Duty
           to
           pay
           this
           Acknowledgement
           to
           His
           Memory
           ,
           (
           for
           I
           suppose
           He
           was
           in
           Heaven
           long
           since
           )
           that
           His
           Booke
           affords
           Me
           an
           Abundance
           of
           the
           purest
           Delight
           ,
           and
           Satisfaction
           ,
           whilst
           I
           Double
           as
           it
           were
           Mine
           own
           Notions
           of
           the
           SOVERAIGN
           GOOD
           ,
           by
           their
           Complication
           with
           His.
           I
           do
           not
           
             Appropriate
             these
             Notions
          
           to
           BOETIUS
           ,
           and
           His
           Translators
           ,
           and
           those
           others
           ,
           who
           have
           been
           Addicted
           to
           the
           Study
           of
           this
           Incomparable
           Booke
           ;
           they
           are
           Common
           to
           Us
           with
           All
           those
           that
           LOVE
           the
           LORD
           JESUS
           in
           Syncerity
           :
           For
           this
           LOVE
           Essentially
           implies
           a
           Deep
           Sense
           of
           GODS
           ALL-SUFFICIENCY
           ,
           And
           of
           the
           VANITY
           and
           Dissatisfaction
           of
           
             All
             things
             under
             the
             Sun.
          
           
        
         
           I
           Requested
           My
           ever
           Honour'd
           Dear
           Friend
           Mr.
           H.
           H.
           to
           send
           me
           some
           of
           His
           Reflexions
           on
           BOETIUS'S
           Discourse
           of
           the
           
             Soveraign
             Good
          
           ,
           and
           He
           was
           pleas'd
           to
           Oblige
           Me
           with
           this
           Answear
           .
        
         
           
             
               
                 "
                 Dear
                 Sr
                 !
              
            
             
               I
               receiv'd
               both
               your
               Letters
               ,
               with
               the
               Copies
               of
               the
               Latin
               Tractate
               ,
               you
               published
               ;
               wherin
               you
               endeavour
               to
               bring
               men
               to
               a
               right
               understanding
               of
               the
               Soveraign
               Good
               of
               
               Humane
               Minds
               ;
               a
               glorious
               employment
               in
               it selfe
               ,
               and
               never
               more
               useful
               than
               in
               this
               our
               Age.
               For
               your
               desire
               that
               I
               would
               say
               something
               by
               way
               of
               Praeface
               to
               your
               Translation
               of
               Boetius
               ,
               though
               I
               am
               sensible
               you
               may
               much
               better
               ,
               and
               with
               greater
               Advantages
               recommend
               it
               to
               the
               World
               ,
               than
               I
               ,
               yet
               to
               assure
               you
               of
               that
               Great
               affection
               ,
               and
               service
               I
               have
               for
               your
               Person
               ,
               I
               have
               sent
               you
               my
               present
               thoughts
               .
            
             
               When
               Mankind
               was
               at
               first
               Created
               ,
               they
               lived
               ,
               and
               acted
               under
               the
               Divine
               life
               ,
               and
               Nature
               ,
               freely
               injoying
               ,
               and
               participating
               of
               the
               Communications
               of
               the
               First
               ,
               and
               Vniversal
               Good
               ;
               but
               being
               lapsed
               into
               a
               State
               of
               Sin
               ,
               Indigency
               ,
               and
               Penury
               ,
               they
               quickly
               lost
               sight
               of
               those
               Glorious
               formes
               ,
               and
               the
               Influences
               of
               Heaven
               were
               sealed
               up
               .
               But
               yet
               though
               their
               Case
               was
               sufficiently
               deplorable
               ,
               the
               Deluge
               of
               Iniquity
               ,
               and
               Vice
               ,
               had
               not
               so
               far
               defac'd
               the
               Beauteous
               Structure
               of
               Virtue
               ,
               but
               that
               the
               remaining
               Ruines
               shew'd
               the
               Glory
               of
               the
               Ancient
               Fabrick
               ,
               and
               men
               still
               knew
               God
               ,
               and
               searched
               after
               the
               Author
               of
               their
               Beings
               ,
               and
               the
               Reason
               of
               their
               Natures
               led
               them
               to
               a
               Pursuit
               of
               Happiness
               .
               Hence
               it
               came
               to
               pass
               that
               the
               wise
               men
               of
               the
               World
               were
               divided
               in
               their
               Opinions
               concerning
               the
               Vniversal
               Good
               ,
               and
               Happiness
               of
               Humane
               Nature
               ;
               some
               placing
               it
               in
               the
               bare
               ,
               and
               naked
               Pleasure
               resulting
               from
               the
               exercise
               of
               Virtue
               ;
               others
               in
               a
               perfect
               Apathy
               ,
               Insensibility
               ,
               and
               deadness
               to
               all
               Passions
               whatever
               ;
               and
               others
               again
               in
               a
               full
               Gratification
               of
               all
               the
               Corporeal
               Faculties
               .
               But
               we
               ,
               who
               through
               the
               Gracious
               Bounty
               of
               God
               ,
               live
               under
               a
               more
               Radiant
               ,
               and
               Refulgent
               light
               ,
               than
               that
               of
               Nature
               ,
               have
               a
               perfect
               sight
               of
               that
               which
               they
               through
               the
               clammy
               
               mists
               of
               Ignorance
               ,
               and
               Darkness
               did
               but
               feele
               after
               ;
               and
               we
               know
               that
               the
               Happiness
               of
               Humane
               Nature
               consists
               in
               it's
               Vnion
               ,
               and
               Conjunction
               with
               the
               Eternal
               Good.
               Which
               being
               the
               Highest
               ,
               and
               Vtmost
               Perfection
               of
               our
               Soules
               ought
               certainly
               to
               awaken
               our
               drowsy
               ,
               and
               stumbring
               minds
               to
               a
               vigorous
               Prosecution
               of
               so
               transcendent
               a
               state
               of
               life
               :
               a
               life
               ,
               so
               full
               of
               solid
               ,
               and
               substantiall
               Joy
               ,
               and
               Pleasure
               ,
               that
               if
               we
               did
               not
               take
               false
               measures
               ,
               and
               estimations
               of
               things
               ,
               we
               could
               not
               but
               think
               it
               infinitely
               beyond
               the
               fairest
               and
               best
               of
               all
               Sublunary
               Felicities
               .
               And
               indeed
               the
               Mind
               of
               man
               is
               then
               in
               a
               wrong
               state
               of
               Position
               ,
               when
               it's
               Appetites
               ,
               and
               Desires
               are
               fixed
               ,
               and
               terminated
               upon
               Terrestrial
               Good
               ,
               such
               as
               is
               so
               far
               from
               any
               Harmony
               ,
               or
               Agreeableness
               with
               our
               Intellectual
               Frame
               ,
               that
               it
               vilifies
               ,
               and
               Degrades
               it
               ,
               and
               sets
               it
               at
               a
               vast
               Disproportion
               to
               it's
               true
               ,
               and
               Proper
               Object
               .
               And
               this
               is
               that
               false
               ,
               and
               Adulterate
               Beauty
               ,
               that
               so
               often
               cheats
               us
               into
               a
               liking
               ,
               and
               Approbation
               of
               it
               :
               A
               meer
               Shadow
               of
               Happiness
               ,
               which
               we
               possess
               only
               in
               our
               Fancies
               ,
               and
               Imaginations
               .
               For
               if
               there
               were
               really
               any
               Substantial
               Felicity
               ,
               or
               Good
               in
               Riches
               ,
               Honors
               ,
               Worldly
               Glory
               ,
               and
               Corporeal
               Pleasures
               ,
               the
               mind
               of
               man
               would
               then
               be
               full
               ,
               and
               at
               Rest
               :
               it
               would
               then
               have
               no
               more
               Passionate
               Thirsts
               ,
               and
               Aspirations
               ,
               when
               once
               it
               were
               possest
               of
               it's
               True
               Object
               .
               But
               we
               finding
               still
               a
               Perfect
               Dissatisfaction
               ,
               and
               Inquietude
               amidst
               the
               largest
               Measures
               ,
               and
               fullest
               Comprehensions
               of
               Sublunary
               Injoyments
               ,
               it
               is
               very
               easy
               to
               conceive
               that
               there
               is
               something
               else
               yet
               required
               to
               Perfect
               ,
               compleat
               ,
               and
               fill
               the
               Capacities
               of
               the
               Soule
               of
               man.
               And
               this
               can
               be
               no
               other
               than
               
               that
               Eternal
               ,
               and
               Immortal
               Good
               ,
               which
               has
               left
               some
               signatures
               ,
               and
               Impressions
               of
               it selfe
               upon
               every
               thing
               in
               the
               Whole
               Creation
               :
               From
               whence
               it
               is
               that
               men
               beholding
               some
               Shadowes
               ,
               and
               Adumbrations
               of
               the
               Absolute
               Good
               ,
               are
               ready
               to
               catch
               at
               ,
               and
               embrace
               it
               in
               the
               things
               below
               ;
               not
               considering
               that
               all
               the
               fine
               shows
               and
               splendid
               Appearances
               of
               the
               Corporeal
               ,
               and
               Visible
               World
               ,
               are
               but
               so
               many
               Powers
               full
               Charmes
               ,
               and
               Inescations
               to
               allure
               ,
               and
               draw
               our
               Minds
               from
               a
               steady
               Contemplation
               of
               that
               
                 Holy
                 One
              
               ,
               in
               whose
               Presence
               is
               Life
               ,
               and
               Felicity
               ,
               truly
               so
               call'd
               .
               And
               that
               we
               may
               not
               fright
               our selves
               from
               so
               desirable
               a
               Condition
               ,
               as
               our
               Vnion
               ,
               and
               Conjunction
               with
               God
               ,
               nor
               our
               Endeavours
               after
               this
               Immutable
               Good
               coole
               ,
               and
               flag
               by
               drawing
               a
               Scene
               of
               Humane
               Life
               full
               of
               miseries
               ,
               and
               Calamitous
               Circumstances
               ,
               and
               representing
               unto
               our selves
               the
               black
               side
               of
               Providence
               ,
               wherin
               Innocent
               Virtue
               is
               afflicted
               and
               oppressed
               ,
               and
               Iniquity
               ,
               and
               Vice
               Prosperous
               and
               Triumphant
               ,
               we
               may
               consider
               that
               that
               Almighty
               Being
               ,
               who
               Perpetually
               Interesseth
               himselfe
               in
               the
               Affairs
               of
               mankind
               ,
               will
               at
               last
               settle
               Righteousness
               ,
               and
               Truth
               in
               it's
               Just
               Throne
               ,
               and
               Government
               of
               the
               World
               ;
               and
               thereby
               redress
               ,
               and
               heal
               all
               the
               Evils
               Humane
               Nature
               is
               obnoxious
               unto
               ;
               which
               are
               for
               the
               most
               part
               made
               so
               to
               us
               by
               our
               unjust
               Apprehensions
               ,
               and
               Estimations
               of
               them
               :
               For
               what
               are
               Fetters
               ,
               and
               Imprisonment
               ,
               but
               clogs
               of
               the
               Corporeal
               Life
               ,
               while
               the
               Mind
               may
               Converse
               with
               God
               ,
               and
               the
               Whole
               Creation
               ,
               and
               be
               as
               Free
               ,
               as
               the
               Air
               we
               breath
               in
               ?
               what
               is
               Death
               it selfe
               ,
               but
               only
               the
               
               Awakening
               of
               our
               nobler
               Faculties
               to
               the
               Participation
               of
               a
               freer
               ,
               and
               more
               enlarged
               life
               ?
               All
               which
               put
               together
               do
               not
               only
               depreciate
               the
               most
               Glorious
               satisfactions
               of
               the
               Animal
               life
               ,
               but
               convert
               our
               Minds
               to
               their
               own
               Genuine
               Happiness
               ;
               that
               is
               ,
               to
               an
               Vnion
               ,
               and
               Conjunction
               with
               the
               Blessed
               Author
               of
               All
               things
               which
               is
               the
               Grand
               Design
               of
               this
               Treatise
               .
               Dear
               Sir
               if
               by
               this
               (
               which
               I
               think
               is
               the
               summ
               ,
               and
               scope
               of
               Boetius's
               Booke
               )
               I
               may
               gratify
               you
               ,
               I
               shall
               please
               my selfe
               ,
               in
               being
            
             
               
                 Your
                 most
                 Affectionate
                 Friend
                 and
                 Servant
                 HENRY
                 HALLYWEL
                 .
              
               
                 
                   From
                   I
                   feild
                   in
                   Sussex
                
                 .
                 
                   
                     June
                     3.
                     1672.
                  
                   
                
              
            
          
        
         
           
             DA
             ,
             Pater
             ,
             Augustam
             Menti
             conscendere
             Sedem
             ,
             Da
             Fontem
             lustrare
             BONI
             ,
             da
             luce
             repert●
             In
             Te
             conspicuos
             Animi
             defigere
             visus
             .
          
        
         
           O
           RIGHTEOUS
           FATHER
           ,
           Shine
           upon
           Us
           
             in
             the
             Face
             of
          
           JESUS
           CHRIST
           ,
           
             the
             Brightness
             of
             thy
             Glory
             !
             Shed
             abroad
             thy
             Love
             in
             our
             Hearts
             By
             the
          
           HOLY
           GHOST
           ,
           that
           we
           may
           Meditate
           Day
           ,
           and
           Night
           on
           the
           INFINITE
           GOODNESS
           of
           Our
           CREATOR
           ,
           REDEEMER
           ,
           And
           SANCTIFIER
           ,
           
             In
             whose
             Presence
             is
             Fullness
             of
             Joy
             ,
             at
             whose
             Right
             Hand
             there
             are
             Pleasures
             Forevermore
             .
          
        
      
       
         
         
           To
           the
           Reader
           .
        
         
           
             ABused
             mortals
             !
             you
             who
             think
             y
             'ave
             All
             ,
          
           
             When
             you
             have
             that
             which
             some
             men
             Riches
             call
             ;
          
           
             And
             you
             vain
             youths
             ,
             who
             think
             that
             All
             is
             yours
          
           
             When
             you
             'ave
             your
             sports
             your
             Hawkes
             your
             Hounds
             and
             —
          
           
             You
             Gallants
             too
             ,
             Brave
             boys
             ,
             and
             sons
             of
             fame
          
           
             Who
             think
             y
             'ave
             All
             when
             you
             have
             gott
             a
             Name
          
           
             Read
             here
             and
             know
             ,
             that
             all
             your
             fancy'd
             Joyes
          
           
             Your
             Wealth
             and
             Honours
             are
             meer
             childish
             toyes
             .
          
        
         
           
             And
             you
             blest
             Beggars
             ,
             brothers
             of
             the
             Cross
             ,
          
           
             Whose
             very
             Life
             seems
             Death
             ,
             and
             Gain
             seems
             Loss
             ,
          
           
             Who
             breathe
             out
             Nought
             ,
             but
             Love
             ,
             and
             Honesty
             ,
          
           
             Aspire
             to
             Nought
             ,
             but
             pure
             Simplicity
             ,
          
           
             Possessing
             Nought
             ,
             but
             what
             kind
             Nature
             gave
             ,
          
           
             And
             loosing
             Nought
             ,
             but
             Flesh
             when
             laid
             in
             grave
             ,
          
           
             Read
             here
             and
             know
             ,
             that
             you
             have
             All
             ,
             and
             more
             ,
          
           
             Infinit
             All
             ,
             is
             your
             Eternal
             store
             .
          
        
         
           
             P.
             G.
             
          
        
      
    
     
       
         
         
           THE
           FIRST
           BOOK
           OF
           THE
           Consolation
           of
           Philosophy
           .
        
         
           
             
               THE
               FIRST
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Wherein
               Boetius
               bewaileth
               his
               estate
               .
            
             
               I
               ,
               Who
               was
               wont
               to
               make
               such
               chearfull
               Verse
               ,
            
             
               Must
               now
               (
               Alas
               !
               )
               Sad
               Notes
               rehearse
               .
            
             
               The
               wronged
               Muses
               teach
               Me
               what
               to
               write
               :
            
             
               My
               Tears
               True
               Elegies
               enaite
               .
            
             
               No
               Terror
               could
               them
               keep
               from
               following
               Me
               ;
            
             
               They
               fear
               not
               my
               Calamitie
               :
            
             
               They
               of
               my
               Sprightly
               Youth
               the
               Glory
               were
               ,
            
             
               Of
               my
               Sad
               Age
               the
               Comfort
               are
               .
            
             
               Old
               Age
               comes
               on
               Me
               hasten'd
               by
               my
               Cares
               ,
            
             
               An
               
                 Hoary
                 Head
              
               suits
               with
               my
               Tears
               .
            
             
               Griefe
               makes
               
                 White
                 Hairs
              
               spread
               o're
               mine
               Head
               ,
               and
               Chin
               ;
            
             
               On
               my
               Dry
               Flesh
               hangs
               Shriv'led
               Skin
               .
            
             
               O
               Happy
               Death
               ,
               which
               takes
               not
               men
               away
            
             
               In
               Joyfull
               Times
               !
               nor
               ,
               Call'd
               ,
               doth
               stay
            
             
             
               When
               they
               are
               sunk
               in
               woe
               !
               Alas
               ,
               she
               Flies
               .
            
             
               And
               will
               not
               Close
               our
               Weeping
               Eyes
               !
            
             
               Whilst
               Fortune
               did
               her
               flattring
               Goods
               bestow
               ,
            
             
               I
               hardly
               '
               scap'd
               a
               
                 Fatall
                 Blow
              
               :
            
             
               Now
               that
               her
               great
               Inconstancy
               she
               showes
               ,
            
             
               Life
               unregarded
               sticks
               more
               close
               .
            
             
               Friends
               ,
               why
               did
               yee
               so
               oft
               Me
               Happy
               call
               ?
            
             
               He
               stood
               not
               Firm
               ,
               who
               could
               not
               '
               scape
               this
               Fall.
               
            
          
           
             
               The
               FIRST
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Containing
               the
               description
               of
               Philosophy
               .
            
             
               WHilst
               I
               revolv'd
               these
               Thoughts
               in
               my
               mind
               and
               began
               to
               Pen
               my
               Complaint
               ,
               there
               seem'd
               a
               Woman
               of
               an
               (a)
               awfull
               countenance
               to
               stand
               over
               my
               head
               ,
               her
               eyes
               were
               very
               (b)
               sparkling
               ,
               and
               lively
               beyond
               the
               common
               strength
               of
               Men
               ,
               her
               Colour
               exceeding
               fresh
               ,
               and
               vigorous
               ,
               though
               there
               was
               somewhat
               that
               discover'd
               her
               to
               be
               of
               so
               great
               Age
               ,
               that
               it
               could
               not
               be
               thought
               but
               that
               she
               was
               in
               being
               long
               before
               our
               Times
               .
               'T
               was
               impossible
               to
               discern
               what
               Stature
               she
               was
               of
               :
               for
               sometimes
               she
               shrunk
               her selfe
               into
               the
               common
               
               (c)
               Stature
               of
               Men
               ;
               sometimes
               she
               seem'd
               to
               touch
               the
               skies
               with
               her
               head
               :
               and
               when
               she
               lifted
               it
               up
               somewhat
               higher
               ,
               she
               thrust
               it
               into
               Heaven
               ,
               so
               that
               it
               was
               in
               vain
               to
               look
               any
               farther
               after
               her
               .
               Her
               (d)
               Garment
               was
               curiously
               wrought
               with
               the
               (e)
               finest
               threads
               ,
               the
               Cloath
               was
               so
               (f)
               strong
               that
               it
               could
               never
               be
               worn
               out
               ;
               which
               Garment
               ,
               as
               I
               understood
               afterwards
               by
               her
               own
               discourse
               ,
               she
               made
               with
               her
               (g)
               own
               hands
               .
               Time
               had
               somewhat
               sullyed
               the
               colour
               of
               it
               with
               such
               a
               kind
               of
               (h)
               duskiness
               ,
               as
               we
               may
               observe
               in
               Pictures
               that
               have
               been
               hung
               in
               some
               smoaky
               roome
               .
               In
               the
               nethermost
               hem
               of
               this
               Garment
               was
               woven
               Π
               [
               that
               signifieth
               the
               Life
               Practical
               ,
               or
               Active
               ]
               in
               the
               uppermost
               Θ
               [
               that
               signifieth
               the
               Life
               Theoreticall
               ,
               or
               Contemplative
               ]
               And
               betwixt
               these
               two
               Letters
               was
               a
               kind
               of
               (i)
               Ladder
               ,
               by
               which
               a
               man
               might
               ascend
               from
               the
               lower
               to
               
               the
               higher
               Letter
               .
               This
               Garment
               the
               hands
               of
               some
               violent
               men
               had
               cut
               ,
               and
               carried
               away
               such
               (k)
               pieces
               of
               it
               ,
               as
               every
               one
               could
               get
               .
               And
               she
               had
               certain
               Books
               in
               her
               (l)
               right
               hand
               ,
               and
               a
               Scepter
               in
               her
               (m)
               left
               .
               When
               she
               saw
               these
               Poetical
               Muses
               standing
               about
               my
               Bed
               ,
               and
               dictating
               words
               agreeable
               to
               my
               Tears
               ,
               she
               was
               somewhat
               mov'd
               ,
               and
               with
               an
               Angry
               countenance
               ,
               who
               ,
               sayes
               she
               ,
               has
               permitted
               these
               Wenches
               ,
               that
               belong
               to
               the
               Stage
               to
               have
               to
               doe
               with
               this
               sick
               man
               ?
               they
               are
               so
               far
               from
               applying
               any
               Remedy
               suitable
               to
               his
               Distemper
               ,
               that
               they
               very
               much
               encrease
               it
               with
               their
               delicious
               Venome
               .
               For
               these
               are
               they
               ,
               who
               with
               the
               unfruitful
               thorns
               of
               divers
               Passions
               ,
               destroy
               the
               good
               ground
               that
               abounds
               with
               the
               fruits
               of
               Reason
               ;
               and
               they
               do
               not
               free
               the
               minds
               of
               men
               from
               their
               Disease
               ,
               but
               rather
               make
               it
               by
               custome
               to
               become
               Pleasing
               unto
               them
               .
               But
               if
               your
               flatteries
               should
               take
               from
               me
               any
               inconsiderable
               Person
               ,
               as
               your
               common
               
               Practice
               is
               ,
               I
               should
               bear
               it
               with
               less
               Indignation
               .
               For
               my
               main
               design
               would
               suffer
               no
               dammage
               in
               the
               loss
               of
               such
               a
               one
               .
               But
               this
               Man
               ,
               who
               had
               so
               long
               addicted
               himself
               to
               the
               (n)
               Eleatick
               ,
               and
               (o)
               Academick
               Studies
               !
               But
               be
               gon
               ye
               Sirens
               ,
               that
               Please
               men
               to
               their
               Destruction
               ,
               and
               leave
               him
               to
               my
               Muses
               to
               be
               Cur'd
               ,
               and
               reduc'd
               to
               his
               perfect
               Health
               :
               This
               Company
               ,
               being
               checkt
               after
               this
               manner
               ,
               cast
               their
               eyes
               on
               the
               ground
               ,
               and
               confessing
               their
               shame
               by
               their
               Blushes
               ,
               they
               depart
               very
               mournfully
               out
               of
               the
               room
               .
               But
               I
               ,
               who
               had
               made
               my self
               allmost
               blind
               with
               weeping
               ,
               so
               that
               I
               could
               not
               discern
               who
               the
               Woman
               was
               ,
               that
               exercis'd
               such
               Authority
               ,
               was
               quite
               Astonisht
               ,
               and
               looking
               stedfastly
               on
               the
               ground
               ,
               speaking
               not
               a
               word
               ,
               I
               began
               to
               expect
               what
               she
               would
               do
               next
               .
               Then
               she
               came
               neer
               ,
               and
               sate
               down
               on
               my
               Beds
               side
               ,
               and
               observing
               the
               Sadness
               of
               my
               Countenance
               ,
               she
               complains
               of
               the
               Perturbation
               of
               my
               mind
               in
               these
               words
               :
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               SECOND
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               bewayleth
               the
               perturbation
               of
               Boetius
               his
               mind
               .
            
             
               AH
               ,
               how
               the
               Mind
               sunk
               in
               deep
               woe
            
             
               Growes
               blind
               ,
               and
               leaving
               her
               own
               light
            
             
               Out
               to
               Darkness
               she
               bends
               her
               might
               ,
            
             
               When
               th'
               Winds
               of
               Earthly
               cares
               do
               blow
               ;
            
             
               And
               th'
               Waves
               of
               Grief
               roule
               to
               ,
               and
               fro
               !
            
             
               This
               Man
               sometime
               did
               freely
               Tread
            
             
               The
               high
               Paths
               of
               th'
               Aetherial
               Plains
               ;
            
             
               He
               saw
               unspotted
               Phaebus's
               Head
               ,
            
             
               And
               could
               discern
               the
               Moons
               dark
               Stains
               :
            
             
               He
               held
               fast
               in
               sare
               Reckoning
            
             
               Those
               Stars
               ,
               which
               often
               change
               their
               Course
               ;
            
             
               He
               searcht
               those
               Causes
               deep
               ,
               that
               bring
            
             
               Such
               storms
               to
               th'
               Ocean
               :
               And
               what
               Force
            
             
               Makes
               that
               bright
               Star
               go
               down
               i'
               th'
               West
            
             
               Which
               riseth
               in
               the
               
                 Ruddy
                 East
              
               .
            
             
               He
               studied
               to
               find
               out
               what
               't
               was
            
             
               That
               made
               the
               Spring
               bring
               Flowers
               ,
               and
               Grass
               :
            
             
               Whence
               't
               is
               that
               in
               Autumn
               we
               see
            
             
               Grapes
               come
               to
               their
               Maturitie
               .
            
             
               Those
               Causes
               which
               Nature
               did
               hide
            
             
               From
               others
               ,
               His
               Quick
               Thought
               espie'd
               .
            
             
               This
               Man
               now
               wants
               the
               Minds
               clear
               Light
               ,
            
             
               His
               Neck
               's
               prest
               down
               with
               Chains
               :
               the
               Weight
            
             
               That
               He
               lies
               under
               ,
               and
               the
               Pain
            
             
               Makes
               Him
               looke
               down
               
                 to
                 th'
                 Earth
                 again
              
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               SECOND
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               enquireth
               of
               Boetius
               his
               disease
               .
            
             
               BUT
               ,
               sayes
               she
               ,
               this
               is
               a
               time
               to
               apply
               Medicines
               ,
               and
               not
               to
               make
               Complaints
               .
               Then
               looking
               very
               earnestly
               on
               me
               ,
               thus
               she
               speaks
               .
               Art
               Thou
               He
               ,
               who
               being
               nourisht
               with
               my
               Milk
               ,
               and
               brought
               up
               with
               my
               stronger
               Meats
               ,
               didst
               arrive
               to
               the
               strength
               of
               a
               Manlike
               Understanding
               ?
               But
               we
               bestow'd
               such
               (a)
               Armes
               on
               thee
               which
               if
               thou
               hadst
               not
               wilfully
               thrown
               away
               ,
               would
               have
               serv'd
               for
               thy
               Defence
               against
               any
               Opposition
               whatsoever
               .
               Dost
               thou
               know
               me
               ?
               why
               holdest
               thou
               thy
               peace
               ?
               is
               it
               Shame
               ,
               or
               Stupidity
               that
               hath
               seized
               on
               thee
               ?
               I
               had
               rather
               it
               were
               Shame
               ;
               but
               ,
               as
               I
               perceive
               ,
               Stupidity
               hath
               made
               thee
               Silent
               .
               And
               when
               she
               observ'd
               that
               I
               was
               not
               only
               silent
               ,
               but
               in
               a
               manner
               quite
               Dumb
               ,
               she
               layd
               her
               hand
               softly
               on
               my
               brest
               ,
               and
               ,
               Ther
               's
               no
               Danger
               ,
               sayes
               she
               ;
               he
               's
               in
               a
               (b)
               Lethargie
               ,
               the
               common
               Disease
               of
               deluded
               
               minds
               .
               He
               hath
               forgot
               himself
               a
               little
               ;
               hee
               'll
               easily
               come
               to
               himself
               again
               ,
               if
               he
               shall
               once
               understand
               ,
               who
               I
               am
               .
               Which
               that
               he
               may
               do
               ,
               let
               us
               clear
               his
               sight
               a
               little
               ,
               that
               has
               been
               dark'ned
               by
               the
               thick
               Dust
               that
               arises
               from
               his
               Intention
               on
               Earthly
               things
               .
               When
               she
               had
               spoken
               these
               words
               ,
               with
               a
               (c)
               part
               of
               her
               Garment
               ,
               folding
               it
               in
               her
               hand
               ,
               she
               wip'd
               the
               Tears
               from
               mine
               eyes
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               THE
               THIRD
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               How
               Boetius
               began
               to
               recover
               his
               knowledge
               and
               memory
               .
            
             
               THen
               did
               that
               Darkness
               from
               Me
               fly
               :
               at
               length
            
             
               Mine
               Eyes
               regain
               their
               wonted
               Strength
               :
            
             
               Just
               so
               ,
               as
               when
               the
               Boystrous
               winds
               arise
            
             
               And
               stormy
               showers
               disturbe
               the
               skies
               ,
            
             
               The
               Sun
               's
               obscur'd
               ,
               and
               whilst
               no
               Stars
               appear
               ,
            
             
               Night
               's
               spread
               or'e
               all
               the
               Hemisphear
               ;
            
             
               If
               Boreas
               sent
               from
               th'
               
                 Thracian
                 Cave
              
               display
            
             
               His
               speedy
               Force
               and
               Free
               the
               day
            
             
               From
               Darksome
               Clouds
               ,
               Sol's
               Beams
               straight
               pierce
               the
               Skies
               ,
            
             
               And
               strike
               with
               wonder
               our
               glad
               Eyes
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               THIRD
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               How
               the
               persecution
               of
               Wise
               men
               is
               no
               new
               or
               strange
               thing
               .
            
             
               EVen
               so
               the
               Clouds
               of
               my
               excessive
               Melancholy
               being
               dissolv'd
               I
               recover'd
               the
               sight
               of
               Heaven
               ,
               and
               came
               to
               my
               right
               mind
               again
               ,
               so
               that
               I
               saw
               plainly
               who
               she
               was
               that
               had
               begun
               to
               worke
               such
               a
               Cure
               upon
               me
               .
               When
               I
               had
               fixt
               mine
               eyes
               on
               her
               ,
               I
               perceiv'd
               that
               she
               was
               my
               Nurse
               PHILOSOPHY
               ,
               in
               whose
               House
               I
               was
               brought
               up
               from
               my
               youth
               :
               And
               what
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               art
               Thou
               ,
               the
               Mistress
               of
               all
               Virtues
               ,
               come
               from
               on
               (a)
               high
               to
               the
               uncomfortable
               Place
               of
               mine
               Exile
               ?
               hast
               thou
               a
               mind
               to
               undergoe
               such
               false
               Accusations
               ,
               as
               have
               been
               brought
               against
               me
               ?
               What
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               should
               I
               forsake
               thee
               my
               Son
               ,
               and
               not
               bear
               a
               part
               of
               the
               Burthen
               ,
               that
               is
               lay'd
               on
               thee
               for
               my
               sake
               ?
               But
               it
               cannot
               be
               that
               Philosophy
               should
               deny
               her
               Company
               to
               an
               Innocent
               man
               ,
               wheresoever
               he
               goes
               .
               Should
               I
               
               be
               affraid
               of
               any
               false
               Accusation
               ,
               and
               Startle
               at
               it
               ,
               as
               if
               some
               strange
               thing
               had
               happen'd
               unto
               me
               ?
               For
               ,
               is
               this
               the
               first
               time
               that
               Wisedome
               hath
               been
               brought
               into
               Danger
               amongst
               Wicked
               ,
               and
               Pervers
               Manners
               ?
               Even
               in
               Ancient
               Times
               ,
               before
               the
               Dayes
               of
               our
               Plato
               ,
               have
               we
               not
               Fought
               a
               great
               Fight
               against
               the
               Rashness
               of
               Folly
               ,
               and
               Ignorance
               ?
               And
               whilst
               He
               lived
               ,
               did
               not
               His
               Master
               (b)
               Socrates
               obtain
               a
               glorious
               Victory
               ,
               over
               an
               Unjust
               Death
               ,
               by
               my
               Assistance
               ?
               Whose
               Inheritance
               whilst
               the
               Epicureans
               ,
               and
               Stoicks
               Endeavour'd
               to
               seize
               on
               ,
               every
               one
               for
               his
               own
               party
               ,
               and
               lay'd
               hold
               on
               Me
               ,
               as
               a
               part
               of
               their
               Prey
               ,
               though
               I
               cry'd
               out
               ,
               and
               strove
               against
               them
               ,
               they
               cut
               this
               Garment
               ,
               which
               I
               had
               woven
               with
               mine
               own
               hands
               ;
               and
               having
               thus
               taken
               some
               pieces
               of
               it
               ,
               they
               went
               their
               way
               ,
               each
               of
               them
               conceiting
               that
               he
               had
               gotten
               the
               whole
               to
               himself
               .
               Some
               of
               them
               ,
               because
               they
               seem'd
               to
               goe
               in
               my
               (c)
               Habit
               ,
               were
               Overborn
               through
               the
               error
               of
               the
               prophane
               Multitude
               ,
               being
               judg'd
               to
               
               be
               of
               my
               Family
               .
               If
               so
               be
               that
               thou
               art
               ignorant
               of
               the
               Banishment
               of
               Anaxagoras
               ,
               the
               
                 Poyson
                 of
                 Socrates
              
               ,
               and
               the
               
                 Torments
                 of
              
               (d)
               Zeno
               ,
               because
               they
               were
               not
               of
               thine
               own
               Country
               ;
               yet
               thou
               couldst
               not
               but
               have
               heard
               very
               much
               of
               (e)
               Canius
               ,
               of
               (f)
               Seneca
               ,
               of
               (g)
               Soranus
               ,
               and
               other
               such
               like
               Excellent
               Men
               ,
               whose
               Memory
               is
               very
               fresh
               to
               this
               Day
               ,
               and
               full
               of
               Renown
               :
               Whom
               no
               other
               thing
               brought
               to
               their
               Destruction
               ,
               but
               that
               through
               a
               punctual
               Observance
               of
               my
               Discipline
               ,
               they
               allwayes
               shew'd
               an
               Aversion
               from
               the
               Designs
               of
               Wicked
               People
               .
               Therefore
               ther
               's
               no
               reason
               it
               should
               seem
               strange
               unto
               thee
               ,
               if
               we
               are
               Tost
               with
               a
               continual
               Tempest
               in
               the
               Sea
               of
               this
               World
               ,
               whose
               Principal
               Aim
               is
               ,
               to
               do
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               are
               most
               Displeasing
               to
               the
               Worst
               of
               Men
               :
               Whose
               Army
               ,
               though
               it
               be
               exceeding
               Numerous
               ,
               yet
               is
               it
               very
               Despicable
               ;
               because
               it
               has
               no
               (h)
               Leader
               ;
               but
               they
               run
               to
               ,
               and
               fro
               according
               to
               the
               motions
               of
               their
               
               own
               foolish
               ,
               and
               erroneous
               conceits
               .
               If
               at
               any
               time
               this
               Army
               come
               against
               us
               with
               all
               their
               Strength
               ,
               our
               (i)
               Leader
               draws
               all
               Her
               (k)
               Forces
               into
               her
               (l)
               Castle
               ;
               They
               in
               the
               mean
               time
               are
               wholly
               intent
               upon
               their
               (m)
               Plunder
               ,
               loading
               themselves
               with
               things
               of
               an
               inconsiderable
               value
               .
               But
               we
               looke
               down
               from
               on
               high
               and
               laugh
               at
               them
               ,
               whilst
               they
               carry
               away
               those
               contemptible
               things
               ,
               being
               out
               of
               all
               Danger
               of
               their
               rage
               ,
               and
               fury
               ,
               in
               that
               
                 Place
                 of
                 Defence
              
               ,
               which
               Folly
               ,
               and
               Ignorance
               can
               never
               Approach
               unto
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               THE
               FOURTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               How
               we
               may
               resist
               the
               persecution
               of
               the
               wicked
               .
            
             
               WHoso
               his
               Life
               from
               Passions
               storms
               keeps
               free
               ,
            
             
               And
               over
               Fate
               has
               got
               the
               Victory
               ,
            
             
               Holds
               fast
               to
               that
               which
               he
               doth
               Rightly
               choose
               ,
            
             
               And
               with
               an
               Vnchang'd
               Looke
               Both
               Fortunes
               views
               :
            
             
               This
               man
               the
               Rage
               of
               the
               Tempestuous
               Seas
               ,
            
             
             
               When
               from
               the
               bottome
               they
               their
               waters
               raise
               ,
            
             
               Can
               ne're
               dismay
               ;
               nor
               yet
               
                 Vesuvius's
                 Ire
              
               ,
            
             
               Which
               tosses
               up
               to
               th'
               Skies
               it's
               smoak
               ,
               and
               Fire
               ;
            
             
               Nor
               Burning
               Thunderbolts
               that
               strike
               high
               Towers
               .
            
             
               Why
               are
               stern
               Tyrants
               ,
               who
               soon
               lose
               their
               Powers
            
             
               Admir'd
               by
               Mortals
               ?
               Cast
               off
               Hopes
               ,
               and
               Fears
               ,
            
             
               And
               thou
               breakst
               all
               the
               bloody
               Tyrants
               Spears
               .
            
             
               But
               be
               that
               Wishes
               ought
               ,
               or
               Dreads
               his
               Foes
               ,
            
             
               Sith
               he
               's
               not
               fixt
               ,
               and
               in
               his
               own
               Dispose
               ,
            
             
               Has
               thrown
               away
               his
               Shield
               ,
               has
               lost
               his
               Ground
               ,
            
             
               And
               made
               the
               Chain
               wherewith
               himself
               is
               Bound
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               FOURTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Boetius
               discovereth
               the
               causes
               of
               his
               griefe
               .
            
             
               HAst
               thou
               any
               perceivance
               of
               these
               things
               ,
               sayes
               She
               ,
               and
               do
               they
               make
               any
               impression
               upon
               thy
               mind
               ?
               What
               ,
               art
               thou
               (a)
               
                 Asinus
                 ad
                 Lyram
              
               ?
               Why
               weepest
               thou
               ?
               why
               dost
               thou
               flow
               with
               Tears
               ?
               
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
              
               ,
               
                 Speak
                 out
                 ,
                 disclose
                 thy
                 mind
                 .
              
               If
               thou
               expect
               any
               good
               from
               the
               Physician
               ,
               thou
               oughtest
               to
               lay
               open
               thy
               wound
               .
               Then
               I
               
               tooke
               courage
               to
               my self
               ,
               and
               spake
               thus
               :
               And
               hast
               thou
               need
               yet
               to
               be
               told
               what
               aileth
               me
               ,
               is
               it
               not
               apparent
               how
               cruelly
               Fortune
               deals
               with
               me
               ?
               Art
               thou
               not
               mov'd
               at
               the
               sight
               of
               this
               (b)
               Place
               ?
               Is
               this
               the
               Library
               ,
               which
               thou
               didst
               choose
               for
               thy
               constant
               Seat
               in
               my
               House
               ?
               where
               thou
               didst
               so
               often
               sit
               ,
               and
               discourse
               with
               me
               ,
               touching
               the
               Knowledg
               of
               things
               both
               Divine
               ,
               and
               Humane
               ?
               was
               mine
               Habit
               ,
               and
               my
               Countenance
               such
               ,
               as
               now
               thou
               seest
               ,
               when
               with
               thee
               I
               searcht
               into
               the
               Secrets
               of
               Nature
               ,
               when
               thou
               didst
               shew
               me
               the
               Course
               of
               the
               Stars
               ,
               and
               didst
               form
               my
               Life
               ,
               and
               Conversation
               according
               to
               that
               Order
               which
               is
               in
               the
               Heavens
               ?
               And
               is
               this
               the
               (c)
               Reward
               I
               must
               have
               for
               being
               so
               Observant
               of
               thy
               Instructions
               ?
               But
               thou
               didst
               confirm
               this
               Sentence
               by
               the
               mouth
               of
               Plato
               :
               That
               Common-wealths
               are
               Happy
               ,
               where
               Philosophers
               have
               the
               Government
               ,
               or
               where
               the
               present
               Governors
               begin
               at
               length
               seriously
               to
               Apply
               themselves
               to
               Philosophy
               .
               Thou
               by
               
               the
               mouth
               of
               the
               same
               Plato
               hast
               taught
               me
               that
               this
               is
               a
               Necessary
               Cause
               why
               Wise
               men
               should
               undertake
               the
               Administration
               of
               Publick
               Affairs
               ,
               That
               the
               Government
               being
               left
               to
               men
               of
               crooked
               ,
               and
               pervers
               dispositions
               ,
               they
               would
               be
               a
               perpetual
               Plague
               to
               all
               Persons
               of
               true
               Honor
               ,
               and
               Integrity
               .
               Therefore
               in
               submission
               to
               this
               Authority
               ,
               what
               I
               learnt
               from
               thee
               in
               my
               Private
               Contemplations
               ,
               I
               desir'd
               to
               bring
               into
               Practice
               ,
               in
               the
               due
               Management
               of
               Publick
               Affairs
               .
               GOD
               ,
               who
               hath
               fixed
               thee
               in
               the
               minds
               of
               the
               Wise
               ,
               is
               my
               Witness
               ,
               that
               no
               other
               Inclination
               brought
               me
               into
               any
               Publick
               Office
               ,
               but
               to
               be
               Serviceable
               to
               all
               Good
               Men.
               Hence
               it
               was
               that
               I
               had
               so
               many
               (d)
               Occasions
               of
               grievous
               ,
               and
               irreconcileable
               Discord
               with
               wicked
               ,
               injurious
               People
               ;
               and
               ,
               such
               is
               the
               Liberty
               of
               a
               pure
               Conscience
               ,
               in
               the
               prosecution
               of
               Justice
               ,
               I
               ever
               despis'd
               the
               Displeasure
               of
               Great
               Men.
               How
               often
               did
               I
               oppose
               (e)
               Conigastus
               ,
               when
               he
               would
               have
               seiz'd
               the
               Fortunes
               of
               all
               Persons
               uncapable
               of
               Defending
               
               themselves
               !
               how
               often
               did
               I
               disappoint
               Triguilla
               ,
               the
               Controuler
               of
               the
               Kings
               Household
               ,
               in
               his
               Injurious
               Designs
               !
               how
               often
               did
               I
               Protect
               by
               my
               Authority
               those
               distressed
               People
               ,
               whom
               the
               Avarice
               of
               the
               (f)
               Barbarians
               ,
               that
               went
               allwayes
               unpunisht
               ,
               did
               vex
               with
               infinite
               Calumnies
               ,
               and
               False
               Accusations
               !
               I
               was
               never
               drawn
               aside
               from
               Right
               to
               Injustice
               by
               Any
               man
               whatsoever
               .
               When
               I
               saw
               the
               Fortunes
               of
               those
               that
               liv'd
               in
               the
               Provinces
               so
               rackt
               and
               torn
               ,
               both
               by
               Private
               Rapines
               ,
               and
               Publick
               Taxes
               ,
               I
               Griev'd
               no
               less
               than
               those
               very
               men
               ,
               who
               suffer'd
               such
               great
               Oppressions
               .
               When
               in
               a
               time
               of
               extream
               Scarcity
               of
               Corn
               there
               was
               a
               most
               grievous
               Coemption
               establisht
               ,
               which
               in
               all
               likelyhood
               would
               have
               impoverisht
               the
               Province
               of
               Campania
               ,
               I
               strove
               against
               Him
               ,
               who
               was
               Next
               in
               Authority
               under
               the
               King
               ,
               for
               the
               Common
               Good
               ,
               and
               Disputed
               the
               business
               with
               him
               touching
               the
               Coemption
               ,
               the
               King
               himselfe
               hearing
               the
               Debate
               and
               I
               prevail'd
               ,
               so
               that
               it
               was
               not
               exacted
               .
               Paulinus
               ,
               a
               Worthy
               Person
               ,
               that
               had
               been
               Consul
               ,
               whose
               Estate
               those
               
                 Palatine
                 
                 Dogs
              
               had
               already
               devour'd
               in
               their
               Hope
               ,
               and
               Ambition
               ,
               I
               drew
               from
               their
               Jaws
               ,
               whilst
               they
               Gaped
               on
               him
               .
               That
               Albinus
               ,
               who
               also
               had
               been
               Consul
               ,
               might
               not
               Suffer
               by
               an
               Accusation
               ,
               to
               which
               he
               was
               never
               call'd
               to
               make
               his
               Answear
               ,
               I
               expos'd
               my self
               to
               the
               Hatred
               of
               Cyprianus
               ,
               his
               Accuser
               .
               Do
               I
               not
               seem
               to
               have
               heaped
               up
               matter
               enough
               of
               Strife
               ,
               and
               Contention
               against
               my self
               ?
               but
               I
               ought
               to
               have
               found
               the
               greater
               Regards
               amongst
               other
               men
               ,
               having
               so
               Acted
               upon
               the
               Principles
               of
               Justice
               ,
               and
               Integrity
               ,
               that
               I
               deserv'd
               nothing
               for
               my selfe
               among
               the
               Courtiers
               ,
               whereupon
               I
               might
               repose
               the
               least
               Confidence
               in
               any
               of
               them
               .
               (g)
               But
               by
               whose
               Accusations
               are
               we
               Ruin'd
               ?
               One
               of
               them
               ,
               Basilius
               ,
               being
               turn'd
               out
               of
               the
               Kings
               Service
               was
               compell'd
               by
               the
               Debts
               he
               had
               contracted
               to
               forge
               an
               Accusation
               against
               Me.
               But
               when
               the
               King
               had
               Decreed
               that
               Opilio
               and
               Gaudentius
               should
               suffer
               Banishment
               for
               their
               innumerable
               ,
               and
               manifold
               Deceitful-dealings
               ,
               and
               when
               they
               refusing
               to
               obey
               the
               Decree
               
               tooke
               Sanctuary
               ,
               and
               the
               King
               had
               notice
               of
               it
               ,
               he
               gave
               Commandement
               that
               if
               they
               did
               not
               go
               from
               Ravenna
               within
               a
               certain
               Day
               ,
               they
               should
               be
               Mark't
               in
               their
               Foreheads
               with
               an
               Hot
               Iron
               ,
               and
               driven
               out
               of
               the
               City
               :
               How
               could
               there
               be
               a
               greater
               Act
               of
               Severity
               ?
               Yet
               that
               same
               Day
               the
               Accusations
               of
               those
               same
               Persons
               were
               taken
               against
               Me.
               What
               then
               ?
               Did
               our
               Studies
               deserve
               this
               ?
               or
               could
               my
               Condemnation
               Fore
               determin'd
               Qualify
               Those
               men
               to
               be
               my
               accusers
               ?
               Was
               not
               Fortune
               in
               the
               least
               asham'd
               of
               Innocence
               Accus'd
               ,
               or
               of
               the
               Baseness
               of
               the
               Accusers
               ?
               But
               wouldest
               thou
               know
               the
               (h)
               matter
               that
               is
               lay'd
               to
               my
               charge
               ?
               It
               is
               Affirm'd
               that
               I
               would
               have
               sav'd
               the
               Senate
               from
               great
               Danger
               .
               Wilt
               thou
               hear
               the
               Manner
               of
               it
               ?
               My
               Crime
               is
               to
               have
               hind'red
               an
               Informer
               from
               Impeaching
               the
               Senate
               of
               High
               Treason
               .
               O
               Mistress
               ,
               what
               thinkest
               thou
               ?
               shall
               I
               Deny
               what
               I
               am
               Accus'd
               of
               ,
               that
               I
               be
               not
               a
               shame
               to
               thee
               ?
               But
               indeed
               I
               did
               wish
               well
               to
               the
               Senate
               ,
               and
               shall
               never
               cease
               to
               Desire
               their
               Safety
               .
               Shall
               I
               Confess
               it
               ?
               but
               so
               that
               Endeavour
               to
               hinder
               
               the
               Informer
               will
               become
               ineffectual
               .
               Shall
               I
               call
               that
               an
               Offence
               to
               have
               Desir'd
               the
               Safety
               of
               that
               Order
               ?
               They
               have
               indeed
               made
               it
               an
               Offence
               by
               their
               Decrees
               against
               Me.
               But
               Ignorance
               that
               is
               allwayes
               False
               to
               it selfe
               ,
               cannot
               change
               the
               Merit
               of
               things
               ;
               neither
               do
               I
               think
               it
               Lawful
               ,
               being
               of
               Socrates's
               Judgement
               ,
               to
               conceale
               the
               Truth
               ,
               or
               give
               way
               to
               a
               Lye.
               But
               be
               it
               how
               it
               will
               ,
               I
               leave
               it
               to
               the
               Judgement
               of
               Wise
               Men.
               The
               Truth
               of
               this
               Affair
               that
               Posterity
               may
               not
               be
               Ignorant
               thereof
               ,
               I
               have
               endeavour'd
               by
               Writing
               to
               keep
               in
               Remembrance
               .
               For
               as
               touching
               those
               Forged
               (i)
               Letters
               ,
               whereby
               I
               am
               Accus'd
               to
               have
               hoped
               the
               
                 Romane
                 Freedome
              
               ,
               to
               what
               purpose
               should
               I
               speak
               ?
               Their
               Fraud
               should
               have
               been
               lay'd
               open
               to
               all
               men
               ,
               if
               it
               had
               been
               granted
               me
               ,
               but
               to
               use
               the
               Confession
               of
               mine
               Accusers
               ,
               which
               of
               all
               matters
               of
               this
               nature
               is
               of
               the
               greatest
               Importance
               .
            
             
               In
               which
               Affair
               Sorrow
               has
               not
               so
               dulled
               my
               Senses
               ,
               as
               that
               I
               should
               complain
               that
               Wicked
               men
               Attempt
               such
               horrid
               things
               against
               
               Virtue
               :
               but
               I
               am
               quite
               Astonisht
               to
               see
               that
               they
               bring
               their
               Designs
               to
               such
               Effect
               .
               For
               to
               Will
               unrighteous
               things
               were
               perhaps
               but
               a
               part
               of
               Humane
               Frailty
               ;
               but
               that
               every
               Villain
               should
               be
               Able
               to
               accomplish
               the
               Mischief
               he
               has
               conceiv'd
               against
               a
               Person
               never
               so
               Innocent
               ,
               (k)
               GOD
               Looking
               on
               ,
               seemeth
               Monstrous
               unto
               me
               .
               Whence
               one
               of
               thy
               Family
               thought
               he
               had
               just
               cause
               to
               raise
               these
               Questions
               :
               If
               there
               be
               a
               GOD
               ,
               whence
               come
               
                 Evil
                 things
              
               ?
               but
               whence
               come
               the
               Good
               ,
               if
               there
               be
               none
               ?
               But
               be
               it
               so
               ,
               that
               those
               Ungodly
               fellowes
               ,
               who
               thirst
               for
               the
               Bloud
               of
               all
               good
               men
               ,
               and
               of
               the
               whole
               Senate
               ,
               should
               have
               the
               Will
               to
               Destroy
               Me
               ,
               whom
               they
               saw
               so
               earnestly
               endeavouring
               to
               Defend
               Good
               men
               ,
               and
               all
               the
               Senate
               .
               (l)
               But
               what
               ,
               did
               I
               deserve
               the
               same
               hard
               measure
               even
               from
               the
               Senatours
               also
               ?
               Thou
               dost
               Remember
               ,
               I
               believe
               ,
               that
               when
               ever
               I
               was
               about
               to
               Say
               ,
               or
               Do
               any
               thing
               ,
               thou
               wast
               allwayes
               present
               to
               Direct
               Me.
               This
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               thou
               dost
               well
               
               Remember
               :
               At
               Verona
               ,
               when
               the
               King
               intending
               a
               Common
               Destruction
               ,
               would
               fain
               have
               transfer'd
               the
               Accusation
               of
               Treason
               brought
               against
               Albinus
               ,
               upon
               the
               whole
               Order
               of
               the
               Senate
               ,
               with
               how
               great
               a
               Disregard
               of
               mine
               own
               particular
               Safety
               I
               Defended
               their
               Innocence
               .
               Thou
               knowest
               that
               what
               I
               say
               ,
               is
               True
               :
               and
               that
               I
               was
               never
               wont
               to
               Praise
               mine
               own
               Actions
               .
               For
               it
               doth
               in
               a
               manner
               lessen
               the
               Secret
               Approbation
               that
               Conscience
               gives
               unto
               itselfe
               ,
               when
               any
               man
               by
               declaring
               what
               good
               he
               hath
               done
               ,
               receives
               Fame
               for
               his
               Reward
               .
               But
               thou
               seest
               to
               what
               my
               Innocency
               hath
               brought
               Me.
               Instead
               of
               the
               Rewards
               of
               True
               Virtue
               ,
               I
               undergoe
               the
               Punishment
               of
               such
               Wickedness
               ,
               of
               which
               I
               am
               Falsely
               Accus'd
               .
               (m)
               And
               what
               horrid
               Villany
               ,
               so
               evident
               that
               it
               could
               not
               but
               be
               Confest
               ,
               did
               ever
               ingage
               the
               Judges
               in
               such
               Unanimous
               Severity
               ,
               that
               neither
               the
               sense
               of
               Humane
               nature
               ,
               so
               inclin'd
               to
               Error
               ,
               nor
               of
               the
               Condition
               of
               Fortune
               so
               Uncertain
               to
               all
               Mortals
               ,
               should
               soften
               the
               Hearts
               of
               any
               
               of
               them
               .
               If
               I
               had
               been
               Accus'd
               to
               have
               design'd
               the
               Burning
               of
               Temples
               ,
               the
               Murthering
               of
               the
               Priests
               ,
               to
               have
               Plotted
               the
               Destruction
               of
               all
               Good
               men
               ,
               yet
               Sentence
               should
               have
               been
               given
               against
               me
               being
               Present
               ,
               either
               upon
               mine
               own
               Confession
               ,
               or
               the
               Conviction
               of
               mine
               Accusers
               .
               (n)
               Now
               being
               remov'd
               frome
               Rome
               allmost
               five
               hundred
               Miles
               ,
               and
               having
               no
               Liberty
               granted
               me
               to
               make
               my
               Defence
               ,
               I
               am
               Condemn'd
               to
               Death
               and
               Proscription
               ,
               for
               Studying
               the
               Safety
               of
               the
               Senate
               .
               O
               Excellent
               Men
               ,
               that
               well
               Deserve
               that
               none
               should
               ever
               be
               Convicted
               of
               the
               like
               Crime
               !
               The
               Dignity
               of
               which
               Offence
               ,
               even
               they
               who
               Impeach
               me
               of
               it
               knew
               full
               well
               :
               that
               they
               might
               darken
               the
               lustre
               of
               it
               with
               the
               mixture
               of
               some
               real
               wickedness
               ,
               they
               faign'd
               that
               I
               had
               defiled
               my
               Conscience
               with
               the
               guilt
               of
               (o)
               Sacriledge
               ,
               whilst
               ,
               did
               Aspire
               to
               Places
               of
               Honor.
               But
               Thou
               who
               Dwellest
               in
               Me
               didst
               drive
               out
               of
               my
               Mind
               all
               Desires
               of
               perishing
               things
               ,
               and
               Sacriledge
               could
               never
               have
               leave
               to
               be
               in
               thy
               Presence
               .
               For
               thou
               
               didst
               dayly
               Instill
               into
               mine
               Ears
               ,
               and
               into
               my
               Thoughts
               that
               saying
               of
               Pythagoras
               
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
              
               ,
               (
               FOLLOW
               GOD
               )
               .
               Neither
               did
               it
               become
               Me
               to
               seek
               the
               Assistance
               of
               the
               Vilest
               Spirits
               ,
               whom
               thou
               didst
               make
               capable
               of
               such
               an
               Excellency
               ,
               that
               I
               should
               be
               Like
               GOD
               :
               And
               besides
               by
               the
               unstained
               Reputation
               of
               mine
               House
               ,
               the
               Company
               of
               my
               worthy
               Friends
               ,
               and
               also
               my
               Father-in-law
               ,
               a
               Person
               of
               the
               greatest
               Integrity
               imaginable
               ,
               and
               Venerable
               like
               thy self
               ,
               I
               am
               defended
               from
               all
               suspition
               of
               any
               such
               Crime
               .
               But
               ,
               oh
               Malice
               ,
               and
               Ignorance
               !
               they
               take
               occasion
               from
               Thee
               to
               make
               men
               believe
               that
               I
               am
               guilty
               of
               so
               great
               Wickedness
               ,
               and
               for
               this
               very
               cause
               shall
               I
               seem
               to
               be
               skill'd
               in
               the
               most
               prodigious
               Impiety
               ,
               that
               I
               have
               been
               Instructed
               in
               thy
               Discipline
               ,
               that
               I
               have
               been
               endued
               with
               thy
               Manners
               .
               Thus
               it
               is
               not
               enough
               that
               the
               Reverence
               due
               unto
               Thee
               has
               profited
               me
               nothing
               ,
               but
               thou
               also
               dost
               suffer
               (p)
               Reproach
               through
               the
               Hatred
               they
               have
               conceiv'd
               against
               Me
               But
               this
               is
               a
               great
               Addition
               to
               my
               Calamities
               that
               the
               Judgement
               
               of
               most
               men
               does
               not
               respect
               the
               Honor
               ,
               and
               Virtue
               of
               our
               Vndertaking
               ,
               but
               the
               Success
               of
               our
               Actions
               ;
               and
               they
               conceive
               that
               Fore-sight
               ,
               and
               True
               Wisedome
               are
               only
               in
               those
               things
               which
               are
               commended
               by
               a
               Prosperous
               Event
               .
               Thus
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               a
               (q)
               Good
               Esteem
               in
               the
               first
               place
               leaves
               the
               Unfortunate
               .
               'T
               is
               irksome
               to
               me
               to
               think
               of
               the
               various
               Reports
               of
               the
               People
               ,
               how
               many
               Absurd
               ,
               and
               disagreeing
               opinions
               men
               declare
               concerning
               Me.
               I
               shall
               only
               say
               this
               that
               't
               is
               the
               heaviest
               Load
               that
               Fortune
               layes
               on
               the
               Oppressed
               ,
               that
               when
               Calamitous
               Persons
               are
               charg'd
               with
               any
               Crime
               ,
               they
               are
               thought
               to
               Deserve
               what
               they
               Suffer
               .
               And
               I
               being
               remov'd
               from
               the
               Conversation
               of
               all
               Good
               men
               ,
               being
               depriv'd
               of
               my
               Dignities
               ,
               wronged
               in
               my
               Reputation
               ,
               have
               suffer'd
               most
               grievous
               Punishment
               for
               Well-doing
               .
               And
               now
               methinks
               I
               see
               the
               (r)
               Companies
               of
               the
               Wicked
               flowing
               in
               Mirth
               ,
               and
               Jollity
               :
               every
               leud
               fellow
               thinking
               how
               he
               may
               frame
               the
               most
               pernicious
               False-Accusations
               :
               
               Good
               men
               cast
               down
               by
               the
               Terror
               that
               falls
               on
               them
               at
               the
               sight
               of
               My
               Ruine
               :
               every
               flagitious
               fellow
               being
               excited
               to
               Attempt
               the
               most
               horrid
               Injuries
               by
               Impunity
               ,
               to
               Finish
               them
               by
               Rewards
               :
               Innocent
               men
               being
               not
               only
               depriv'd
               of
               Security
               from
               Accusation
               ,
               but
               also
               of
               all
               capacity
               of
               making
               their
               Defence
               .
               Therefore
               I
               cannot
               but
               Cry
               out
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               THE
               FIFTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Boetius
               complaineth
               ,
               that
               all
               things
               are
               governed
               by
               Gods
               providence
               ,
               beside
               the
               actions
               and
               affayres
               of
               men
               .
            
             
               O
               Thou
               ,
               through
               All
               the
               World
               Renown'd
               ,
            
             
               Father
               of
               Lights
               ,
               who
               Sitting
               Still
            
             
               On
               thy
               Throne
               Turn'st
               the
               Hea'vns
               around
               ,
            
             
               And
               makst
               the
               Stars
               Obey
               thy
               Will
               :
            
             
               Now
               Thou
               Command'st
               the
               Moon
               to
               Shine
            
             
               Meeting
               with
               all
               her
               Brothers
               Beams
               ,
            
             
               Makeing
               the
               lesser
               Stars
               repine
            
             
               That
               she
               doth
               so
               obstruct
               their
               Streams
               :
            
             
               Now
               she
               's
               depriv'd
               of
               that
               great
               Light
               ,
            
             
               Lookes
               Pale
               as
               through
               such
               Loss
               Forlorn
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               that
               (a)
               same
               Star
               that
               brings
               the
               Night
            
             
               Attends
               bright
               Phaebus
               in
               the
               Morn
               .
            
             
               In
               that
               Cold
               Time
               when
               Trees
               are
               bare
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               cut
               short
               th'
               unpleasant
               Day
               :
            
             
               When
               Daies
               are
               Warm
               ,
               and
               fields
               looke
               Fair
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               makst
               the
               Nights
               to
               fly
               away
               .
            
             
               The
               Course
               of
               Times
               thy
               Power
               doth
               guide
               ,
            
             
               So
               that
               the
               leaves
               which
               were
               all
               torn
               ,
            
             
               And
               thrown
               away
               by
               Boreas's
               Pride
            
             
               Mild
               Zephyrus
               makes
               to
               return
               .
            
             
               The
               Dod-star
               burns
               the
               Corn
               full
               grown
               ,
            
             
               Which
               coole
               (b)
               Arcturus
               would
               have
               sown
               .
            
             
               Ther
               's
               nothing
               free
               from
               th'
               Antient
               Law
               ;
            
             
               Thee
               All
               things
               in
               their
               Stations
               serve
               :
            
             
               Thou
               keepst
               them
               in
               such
               constant
               Awe
               ,
            
             
               That
               from
               thy
               Rule
               they
               never
               swerve
               :
            
             
               Why
               dost
               Thou
               men
               alone
               Neglect
            
             
               As
               if
               they
               were
               not
               worth
               thy
               Care
               ?
            
             
               Why
               dost
               Thou
               not
               their
               Works
               respect
               ,
            
             
               So
               that
               Just
               men
               no
               Harms
               may
               Fear
               ?
            
             
               Why
               should
               we
               thus
               see
               Justice
               rent
               ,
            
             
               And
               Broken
               on
               wild
               Fortunes
               Wheele
               ,
            
             
               So
               that
               such
               grievous
               Punishment
               ,
            
             
               As
               Felons
               Merit
               ,
               Good
               men
               Feele
               ?
            
             
               But
               Wicked
               Manners
               sit
               on
               High
               ,
            
             
               And
               splendid
               Thrones
               :
               they
               Tread
               on
               those
               ,
            
             
               Who
               hold
               fast
               their
               Integrity
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               Base
               wayes
               will
               still
               Oppose
               .
            
             
             
               Black
               Fates
               obscure
               Bright
               Virtues
               Face
               :
            
             
               The
               Vpright
               man
               bears
               that
               Disgrace
               ,
            
             
               Which
               his
               Vile
               Foes
               deserve
               .
            
             
               No
               Perjury
               ,
               or
               base
               Deceit
            
             
               Brings
               them
               to
               Ruine
               :
               when
               they
               please
            
             
               To
               use
               their
               strength
               ,
               with
               Armies
               Great
               ,
            
             
               They
               Conquer
               Kingdomes
               ,
               Lands
               ,
               and
               Seas
               .
            
             
               Whoe're
               Thou
               art
               who
               Rul'st
               the
               Wind
               ,
            
             
               Dost
               All
               things
               in
               their
               Stations
               hold
               ,
            
             
               Looke
               down
               at
               length
               ,
               and
               see
               Mankind
            
             
               In
               Troubles
               ,
               and
               Confusion
               rowl'd
               .
            
             
               Of
               thy
               Great
               Worke
               a
               Part
               are
               we
            
             
               That
               may
               not
               be
               Neglected
               .
               Lo
               ,
            
             
               How
               we
               are
               Tost
               in
               Fortunes
               Sea
               ,
            
             
               Vpon
               the
               Waves
               of
               Various
               Woe
               !
            
             
               O
               MASTER
               ,
               let
               this
               Tempest
               cease
               ;
            
             
               And
               as
               Thou
               makst
               the
               Heav'ns
               Above
            
             
               To
               follow
               thy
               Commands
               in
               Peace
               ,
            
             
               so
               bind
               the
               Earth
               with
               th'
               Bonds
               of
               Love.
               
            
          
           
             
               The
               FIFTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               sheweth
               that
               Boetius
               is
               the
               cause
               of
               his
               owne
               misery
               .
            
             
               WHen
               I
               had
               breath'd
               forth
               these
               Complaints
               in
               the
               Anguish
               of
               my
               Soule
               She
               with
               an
               undisturbed
               Looke
               not
               at
               
               all
               mov'd
               with
               those
               expressions
               of
               my
               Sorrow
               ,
               delivers
               these
               words
               :
               When
               I
               saw
               thee
               Sad
               ,
               and
               pouring
               forth
               Tears
               ,
               presently
               I
               understood
               that
               thou
               wast
               Miserable
               ,
               and
               Remov'd
               from
               Thine
               a
               
                 own
                 Country
              
               ,
               but
               at
               what
               Distance
               I
               could
               not
               judge
               till
               I
               found
               it
               out
               by
               thine
               own
               Discourse
               .
               But
               the
               truth
               is
               ,
               thou
               art
               not
               
                 Remov'd
                 from
                 thine
                 own
                 Country
              
               ,
               but
               hast
               
                 Wandred
                 from
                 it
              
               .
               But
               if
               thou
               wouldst
               rather
               have
               it
               said
               that
               thou
               art
               
                 Violently
                 Removed
              
               ,
               or
               Expell'd
               ,
               Thou
               thy selfe
               art
               the
               Author
               of
               Thy
               Expulsion
               .
               For
               truly
               no
               other
               man
               could
               ever
               have
               had
               that
               Power
               over
               Thee
               .
               For
               if
               thou
               dost
               Remember
               the
               Country
               from
               whence
               thou
               Camest
               ,
               It
               is
               not
               Govern'd
               ,
               as
               the
               Athenians
               sometime
               were
               ,
               by
               a
               Multitude
               :
               but
               
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
              
               :
               
                 There
                 One
                 Commands
                 Alone
                 ,
                 there
                 is
                 One
                 King
              
               ;
               who
               Rejoyceth
               in
               the
               Great
               Company
               ,
               and
               not
               in
               the
               Exile
               of
               His
               Citizens
               :
               To
               be
               Restrain'd
               by
               Him
               ,
               and
               Kept
               in
               Subjection
               to
               His
               Righteous
               Will
               ,
               is
               the
               Greatest
               Freedome
               .
               Art
               thou
               Ignorant
               that
               it
               is
               a
               Law
               of
               Thy
               Country
               ,
               that
               none
               shall
               be
               Banisht
               ,
               who
               Would
               rather
               
               Abide
               in
               It
               ?
               For
               he
               that
               loves
               to
               Dwell
               There
               can
               have
               no
               fear
               least
               he
               should
               Deserve
               to
               be
               an
               Exile
               .
               But
               he
               that
               ceaseth
               to
               be
               Willing
               to
               have
               an
               Habitation
               There
               ,
               ceaseth
               also
               to
               be
               Worthy
               of
               it
               .
               Therefore
               I
               am
               not
               so
               much
               Mov'd
               at
               the
               Lookes
               of
               this
               Place
               ,
               as
               I
               am
               at
               Thine
               :
               neither
               do
               I
               find
               the
               want
               of
               a
               Library
               adorn'd
               with
               Ivory
               ,
               and
               with
               Glass
               ;
               but
               of
               the
               Seat
               of
               thy
               Mind
               .
               In
               which
               sometime
               I
               put
               not
               Books
               ,
               but
               that
               which
               makes
               Books
               to
               be
               of
               any
               Value
               ,
               to
               wit
               ,
               the
               Sense
               of
               my
               Books
               .
               And
               indeed
               the
               things
               that
               thou
               hast
               spoken
               touching
               the
               Merit
               of
               thine
               Endeavours
               to
               Advance
               the
               Common
               Good
               ,
               are
               very
               True
               :
               yet
               't
               is
               but
               little
               that
               thou
               hast
               said
               ,
               in
               respect
               of
               those
               many
               Actions
               ,
               thou
               hast
               perform'd
               upon
               this
               Account
               .
               As
               concerning
               the
               Truth
               ,
               or
               Falsehood
               of
               the
               Objections
               that
               have
               been
               made
               against
               thee
               ,
               thou
               hast
               spoken
               things
               known
               to
               all
               men
               .
               Thou
               hast
               done
               well
               in
               that
               thou
               hast
               but
               lightly
               toucht
               the
               many-fold
               Frauds
               ,
               and
               Wickedness
               of
               thine
               Accusers
               ,
               sith
               the
               same
               things
               are
               better
               ,
               and
               more
               copiously
               discourst
               of
               by
               the
               mouths
               of
               the
               common
               People
               ,
               
               who
               well
               remember
               all
               these
               things
               .
               Thou
               hast
               also
               Reflected
               with
               great
               Severity
               on
               that
               Fact
               of
               the
               Unjust
               Senate
               :
               And
               thou
               hast
               exprest
               thy
               Sorrow
               for
               the
               Blame
               that
               has
               been
               lay'd
               upon
               Me
               ,
               and
               thou
               hast
               with
               Tears
               lamented
               the
               loss
               of
               the
               good
               Opinion
               that
               men
               had
               of
               Thee
               :
               At
               length
               thy
               Griefe
               brake
               forth
               into
               Indignation
               against
               Fortune
               ,
               and
               thou
               didst
               complain
               that
               she
               does
               not
               Deal
               with
               men
               according
               to
               their
               Deserts
               :
               In
               the
               Conclusion
               thy
               
                 Raging
                 Muse
              
               exprest
               her
               Desires
               that
               the
               same
               Peace
               ,
               which
               Governs
               Heaven
               would
               Govern
               the
               Earth
               also
               :
               But
               because
               so
               great
               a
               Tumult
               of
               disorderly
               Affections
               hath
               seiz'd
               on
               thee
               ,
               and
               Grief
               ,
               and
               Anger
               so
               Vex
               ,
               and
               Distract
               thee
               ,
               whilst
               thy
               Mind
               is
               so
               distemper'd
               thou
               art
               not
               fit
               to
               receive
               the
               stronger
               sort
               of
               Remedies
               :
               Therefore
               let
               us
               use
               Lenitives
               a
               little
               while
               ,
               that
               what
               has
               been
               hardn'd
               into
               a
               Tumour
               by
               a
               Flux
               of
               Sharp
               Humours
               ,
               may
               be
               fitted
               by
               the
               softer
               kind
               of
               Applications
               for
               the
               most
               quick
               ,
               and
               searching
               Medicines
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               SIXTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               proveth
               that
               order
               is
               necessary
               in
               all
               things
               .
            
             
               WHen
               Cancer
               with
               Sols
               Rayes
               doth
               burn
               ,
            
             
               Then
               whoso
               trusts
               his
               Ground
               with
               Seed
               ,
            
             
               Of
               which
               it
               makes
               him
               no
               return
               ;
            
             
               Deceiv'd
               ,
               He
               may
               on
               Akorns
               feed
               .
            
             
               If
               Purple
               Violets
               thou
               wilt
               find
               ,
            
             
               Goe
               not
               to
               th'
               Wood
               when
               Snow
               ,
               and
               Frost
            
             
               Are
               thither
               brought
               by
               th'
               
                 North-East
                 Wind
              
               ,
            
             
               And
               th'
               Fields
               have
               all
               their
               Beauty
               lost
               .
            
             
               Press
               not
               the
               Branches
               of
               the
               Vine
            
             
               In
               Spring-time
               with
               a
               greedy
               Hand
               ,
            
             
               If
               thou
               desire
               to
               have
               good
               Wine
               ,
            
             
               Or
               pleasant
               Grapes
               at
               thy
               command
               .
            
             
               Till
               Autumn
               Bacchus
               never
               brings
            
             
               His
               Gifts
               to
               Peasants
               ,
               or
               to
               Kings
               .
            
             
               To
               sev'ral
               Times
               our
               God
               Above
            
             
               Their
               sev'ral
               Duties
               hath
               Assign'd
               :
            
             
               Courses
               Distinct
               hee
               'l
               not
               approve
            
             
               Should
               ever
               be
               together
               Joyn'd
               .
            
             
               Ev'n
               so
               what
               is
               done
               in
               such
               hast
            
             
               That
               Order
               due
               we
               cann't
               forecast
               ,
            
             
               It
               will
               not
               come
               to
               good
               at
               last
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               SIXTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               discovereth
               the
               inward
               causes
               of
               Boetius
               his
               griefe
               .
            
             
               WILT
               thou
               permit
               me
               to
               try
               the
               state
               of
               thy
               Mind
               by
               proposing
               a
               few
               Questions
               ,
               that
               I
               may
               understand
               what
               course
               to
               take
               for
               the
               Cure
               of
               thy
               Distemper
               .
               I
               shall
               Answer
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               to
               whatsoever
               thou
               shalt
               be
               pleas'd
               to
               Aske
               of
               me
               .
               Then
               she
               spake
               thus
               :
               Dost
               thou
               think
               that
               this
               World
               is
               hurried
               on
               in
               it's
               course
               by
               the
               Agitations
               of
               Chance
               ,
               or
               meer
               Casualty
               ,
               Or
               that
               it
               is
               Govern'd
               by
               REASON
               ?
               But
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               never
               could
               I
               entertain
               such
               a
               thought
               ,
               as
               this
               ,
               that
               such
               Certain
               and
               Orderly
               Motions
               can
               proceed
               from
               Chance
               and
               Uncertainty
               .
               I
               know
               that
               GOD
               ,
               the
               Maker
               of
               the
               Universe
               Sits
               on
               High
               ,
               and
               Overlooks
               his
               own
               Worke
               ;
               neither
               shall
               that
               Day
               ever
               come
               that
               may
               enforce
               me
               to
               forsake
               this
               Truth
               .
               Thou
               sayst
               well
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ;
               for
               what
               thou
               didst
               Sing
               a
               little
               while
               since
               suits
               well
               with
               thy
               present
               speech
               :
               and
               
               thou
               didst
               deplore
               Mankind
               ,
               as
               Neglected
               by
               GOD
               ,
               whilst
               All
               things
               else
               are
               under
               his
               Providence
               .
               Thou
               didst
               not
               seem
               in
               the
               least
               to
               doubt
               of
               those
               things
               ;
               but
               that
               they
               are
               Govern'd
               by
               REASON
               .
               But
               truly
               I
               cannot
               but
               wonder
               very
               much
               that
               thou
               shouldst
               still
               labour
               under
               such
               a
               Distemper
               having
               attain'd
               to
               so
               great
               a
               measure
               of
               the
               most
               Wholsome
               Doctrine
               .
               But
               let
               us
               search
               deeper
               ;
               I
               conceive
               that
               something
               ,
               I
               know
               not
               what
               ,
               thou
               lackest
               yet
               .
               Tell
               me
               ,
               since
               thou
               dost
               not
               doubt
               but
               that
               the
               World
               is
               Govern'd
               by
               GOD
               ,
               dost
               thou
               consider
               also
               by
               what
               Rule
               He
               Governs
               it
               ?
               I
               hardly
               understand
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               the
               meaning
               of
               this
               Question
               ,
               much
               less
               am
               I
               able
               to
               give
               an
               Answear
               thereunto
               .
               Was
               I
               mistaken
               ,
               saith
               she
               ,
               in
               that
               I
               thought
               there
               was
               something
               Wanting
               ,
               through
               which
               Defect
               ,
               as
               through
               an
               Hole
               these
               Perturbations
               have
               Crept
               into
               thy
               Mind
               ?
               But
               tell
               me
               ,
               dost
               thou
               Remember
               what
               is
               the
               END
               of
               things
               ?
               or
               what
               it
               is
               that
               the
               Whole
               Course
               of
               Nature
               Tends
               unto
               ?
               I
               have
               heard
               what
               it
               is
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               but
               Sadness
               has
               much
               weakned
               my
               Memory
               .
               But
               how
               knowest
               thou
               from
               what
               All
               things
               
               derive
               their
               Being
               ?
               I
               know
               from
               what
               ,
               said
               I
               :
               from
               GOD.
               And
               how
               can
               it
               be
               that
               sith
               thou
               knowest
               what
               is
               the
               BEGINING
               of
               things
               ,
               thou
               shouldst
               be
               Ignorant
               of
               their
               END
               ?
               But
               this
               is
               the
               custome
               of
               these
               Perturbations
               ,
               and
               Distractions
               of
               mind
               ,
               such
               is
               their
               strength
               ,
               that
               they
               unsettle
               ,
               and
               discompose
               a
               mans
               Thoughts
               ,
               but
               cannot
               alienate
               him
               from
               the
               proper
               Sentiments
               of
               a
               Rational
               Nature
               .
               I
               would
               have
               thee
               give
               an
               Answear
               to
               this
               Question
               ;
               dost
               thou
               Remember
               that
               thou
               art
               a
               Man
               ?
               how
               is
               it
               possible
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               that
               I
               should
               ever
               Forget
               this
               ?
               Art
               thou
               able
               then
               to
               tell
               me
               what
               Man
               is
               ?
               Is
               this
               the
               Sense
               of
               thy
               Question
               ,
               whether
               I
               know
               my selfe
               to
               be
               a
               Living
               -
               Creature
               Rational
               ,
               and
               Mortal
               ?
               I
               know
               ,
               and
               confess
               that
               I
               am
               .
               And
               dost
               thou
               not
               know
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               that
               thou
               art
               somewhat
               besides
               that
               ?
               No.
               Now
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               I
               come
               to
               understand
               another
               ,
               and
               that
               the
               greatest
               cause
               of
               thy
               Distemper
               ,
               thou
               failest
               of
               the
               Knowledge
               of
               Thy Selfe
               .
               Wherefore
               I
               have
               plainly
               found
               out
               the
               grounds
               of
               thy
               Disease
               ,
               or
               rather
               the
               way
               to
               recover
               thy
               Health
               .
               For
               because
               thou
               art
               in
               such
               
               Confusion
               of
               mind
               ,
               by
               reason
               that
               thou
               Forgettest
               Who
               thou
               art
               ,
               thou
               fallest
               into
               this
               extream
               Anguish
               ,
               as
               if
               thou
               wast
               Exil'd
               ,
               and
               Depriv'd
               of
               thy
               Proper
               Goods
               .
               Forasmuch
               as
               thou
               art
               Ignorant
               what
               is
               the
               END
               of
               things
               thou
               judgest
               that
               Lawless
               ,
               and
               Ungodly
               men
               are
               in
               great
               Power
               ,
               and
               Felicity
               .
               And
               forasmuch
               as
               thou
               hast
               Forgotten
               by
               what
               Rule
               the
               World
               is
               Govern'd
               ,
               thou
               art
               so
               apt
               to
               conceit
               that
               the
               manifold
               Changes
               of
               Humane
               Affairs
               are
               not
               within
               the
               compass
               of
               any
               Government
               .
               Great
               causes
               indeed
               not
               only
               of
               Sickness
               ,
               but
               of
               Death
               itselfe
               .
               But
               Thanks
               be
               to
               the
               Author
               of
               Health
               that
               Reason
               has
               not
               as
               yet
               wholly
               forsaken
               thee
               .
               We
               have
               very
               good
               grounds
               to
               undertake
               thy
               Recovery
               ,
               in
               that
               thou
               retainest
               this
               Truth
               touching
               the
               Governance
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               not
               subject
               to
               the
               temerity
               of
               Chance
               ,
               but
               to
               the
               Divine
               Wisedome
               .
               Therefore
               set
               thy
               heart
               at
               rest
               .
               We
               perceive
               ther
               's
               Vital
               Heat
               in
               thee
               by
               this
               little
               Spark
               .
               But
               because
               it
               is
               not
               yet
               a
               fit
               time
               for
               stronger
               Remedies
               ,
               and
               such
               is
               the
               nature
               of
               our
               Minds
               that
               as
               often
               as
               they
               cast
               away
               the
               Truth
               they
               Habituate
               ,
               themselves
               
               to
               False
               Opinions
               ,
               from
               which
               there
               arise
               such
               Fumes
               of
               disorderly
               Affections
               ,
               which
               Darken
               the
               Eyes
               of
               our
               Understanding
               :
               These
               Fumes
               I
               shall
               endeavour
               to
               extenuate
               with
               the
               most
               soft
               ,
               and
               gentle
               Remedies
               ,
               that
               the
               Darkeness
               of
               the
               Deceitful
               Love
               of
               Earthly
               things
               being
               done
               away
               ,
               thou
               mayst
               be
               able
               to
               apprehend
               the
               Brightness
               of
               the
               True
               Light.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             THE
             SEVENTH
             VERSE
             .
          
           
             Philosophy
             declareth
             how
             the
             perturbations
             of
             our
             minds
             do
             hinder
             us
             from
             the
             knowledge
             of
             truth
             .
          
           
             THe
             Stars
             cann't
             yield
             their
             Light
             ,
          
           
             When
             Clouds
             keep
             them
             from
             sight
             .
          
           
             If
             stormy
             winds
             do
             blow
             ,
          
           
             And
             make
             Seas
             Ebbe
             ,
             and
             Flow
             ,
          
           
             That
             Water
             which
             lookt
             Fair
          
           
             As
             Brightest
             Dayes
             ,
             and
             Clear
          
           
             As
             Christal
             ,
             Foul'd
             with
             Mud
             ,
          
           
             Rais'd
             by
             the
             boystrous
             Floud
             ,
          
           
             Obstructs
             our
             Sight
             .
             And
             so
          
           
           
             The
             River
             that
             doth
             flow
          
           
             From
             th'
             Hills
             is
             oft
             made
             stay
          
           
             By
             Rocks
             that
             lye
             i'
             th'
             way
             .
          
           
             And
             if
             thou
             Verity
          
           
             With
             a
             clear
             Eye
             wouldst
             see
             ;
          
           
             If
             thou
             wouldst
             find
             th'
             Right
             Way
             ,
          
           
             And
             from
             it
             never
             stray
             ,
          
           
             Cast
             off
             fond
             Joyes
             ,
             and
             Fears
             ,
          
           
             And
             Hopes
             :
             wipe
             off
             thy
             Tears
             .
          
           
             The
             Mind
             's
             with
             Clouds
             o're
             cast
             ,
          
           
             And
             with
             a
             Curb
             held
             fast
             ,
          
           
             Where
             These
             our
             Powers
             do
             wast
             .
          
        
      
       
         
         
           THE
           SECOND
           BOOK
           OF
           THE
           Consolation
           of
           Philosophy
           .
        
         
           
             
               The
               FIRST
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Of
               the
               deceits
               and
               inconstancy
               of
               Fortune
               .
            
             
               AFTER
               this
               ,
               She
               held
               her
               peace
               for
               some
               time
               ;
               and
               when
               she
               had
               gather'd
               in
               my
               Attention
               by
               a
               sober
               ,
               and
               grave
               Silence
               ,
               thus
               she
               began
               :
               If
               I
               throughly
               understand
               the
               causes
               of
               thy
               Distemper
               ,
               and
               the
               Condition
               thou
               art
               in
               ,
               thou
               dost
               languish
               ,
               and
               pine
               away
               for
               want
               of
               thy
               former
               Fortune
               :
               't
               is
               Her
               Change
               ,
               as
               thou
               makest
               thy selfe
               to
               believe
               ,
               that
               hath
               overthrown
               the
               high
               State
               of
               thy
               Mind
               .
               I
               understand
               the
               manifold
               Deceits
               of
               that
               Prodigy
               ,
               and
               that
               she
               is
               wont
               to
               shew
               the
               greatest
               Dearness
               ,
               and
               Familiarity
               to
               those
               ,
               
               whom
               she
               hath
               a
               mind
               to
               Delude
               ,
               'till
               she
               confounds
               them
               with
               intolerable
               Anguish
               ,
               whom
               beside
               all
               expectation
               she
               hath
               forsaken
               ,
               and
               left
               destitute
               .
               If
               thou
               wilt
               call
               to
               mind
               her
               nature
               ,
               manners
               ,
               and
               diserts
               ,
               thou
               shalt
               understand
               that
               thou
               didst
               neither
               Enjoy
               ,
               nor
               Lose
               any
               Excellent
               thing
               in
               Her
               Presence
               ,
               or
               Departure
               .
               But
               ,
               as
               I
               judge
               ,
               I
               shall
               have
               no
               hard
               taske
               to
               bring
               these
               things
               to
               thy
               ▪
               Remembrance
               .
               For
               whilst
               she
               remained
               with
               thee
               ,
               and
               flatter'd
               thee
               continually
               ,
               thou
               wast
               wont
               to
               speak
               Manfully
               unto
               her
               ,
               and
               to
               persecute
               Her
               with
               sentences
               brought
               from
               the
               (a)
               
                 Secret
                 Place
                 of
                 my
                 Temple
              
               .
               But
               a
               sudden
               Change
               of
               Things
               happens
               not
               without
               some
               Wavering
               of
               Minds
               .
               So
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               thou
               art
               gone
               a
               little
               from
               thy
               wonted
               Peace
               ,
               and
               Tranquillity
               .
               But
               't
               is
               now
               time
               that
               thou
               shouldst
               drink
               some
               Pleasant
               ,
               and
               Delicious
               thing
               ,
               which
               being
               receiv'd
               will
               Prepare
               thee
               for
               Stronger
               Potions
               .
               Therefore
               let
               us
               have
               the
               Perswasives
               of
               Sweet
               Rhetorick
               ,
               which
               then
               only
               proceeds
               in
               the
               Right
               way
               ,
               when
               she
               forsakes
               not
               our
               Instructions
               :
               and
               
               with
               Her
               let
               Musick
               ,
               who
               is
               one
               of
               our
               House-hold
               Servants
               Sing
               Notes
               sometimes
               Light
               ,
               and
               sometimes
               Grave
               .
               What
               is
               it
               then
               ,
               ô
               Man
               ,
               that
               hath
               cast
               thee
               into
               so
               deep
               Sadness
               ,
               and
               Discontent
               ?
               I
               believe
               thou
               hast
               seen
               something
               new
               ,
               and
               unusual
               .
               Dost
               thou
               think
               that
               Fortune
               is
               Changed
               in
               her
               Disposition
               towards
               Thee
               ?
               thou
               art
               mistaken
               .
               These
               are
               Her
               Manners
               :
               this
               is
               Her
               Nature
               .
               She
               hath
               rather
               kept
               her
               own
               Constancy
               in
               the
               Mutability
               she
               hath
               shown
               towards
               Thee
               .
               She
               was
               no
               other
               than
               now
               thou
               seest
               Her
               to
               be
               ,
               when
               she
               flatter'd
               ,
               and
               Deceiv'd
               thee
               with
               the
               Enticements
               of
               False
               Felicity
               .
               Thou
               hast
               found
               out
               the
               Deceitful
               Pretences
               of
               this
               Blind
               Goddess
               .
               She
               that
               covers
               Her selfe
               with
               a
               Vaile
               from
               the
               sight
               of
               other
               men
               has
               suffer'd
               thee
               to
               take
               a
               full
               View
               of
               Her
               :
               and
               to
               be
               fully
               acquainted
               with
               her
               Disposition
               .
               If
               thou
               Likest
               Her
               ,
               use
               her
               Manners
               ,
               do
               not
               complain
               .
               If
               thou
               dreadest
               her
               Perfidiousness
               ,
               Scorn
               ,
               and
               reject
               Her
               ,
               that
               sports
               her selfe
               thus
               in
               doing
               mischiefe
               .
               For
               she
               that
               hath
               brought
               thee
               into
               so
               great
               Sorrowes
               should
               have
               been
               the
               cause
               of
               thy
               Tranquillity
               .
               For
               
               she
               hath
               left
               Thee
               ,
               of
               whom
               no
               man
               can
               be
               Secure
               ,
               but
               that
               she
               will
               leave
               him
               also
               .
               But
               dost
               thou
               think
               in
               good
               earnest
               that
               that
               Felicity
               ,
               which
               thus
               passeth
               away
               ,
               is
               any
               thing
               worth
               ?
               and
               can
               any
               Present
               Fortune
               be
               Dear
               unto
               thee
               ,
               which
               gives
               thee
               no
               Assurance
               of
               her
               Stay
               ,
               and
               when
               she
               shall
               Depart
               ,
               will
               certainly
               involve
               thee
               in
               great
               Anguish
               ,
               and
               Vexation
               ?
               If
               we
               cannot
               keep
               Her
               with
               us
               as
               long
               as
               we
               please
               ;
               and
               if
               when
               she
               flyes
               from
               us
               she
               makes
               us
               miserable
               ,
               what
               is
               she
               else
               ,
               being
               so
               ready
               to
               take
               her
               flight
               ,
               but
               a
               Sign
               of
               future
               Calamity
               ?
               For
               it
               is
               not
               sufficient
               to
               Consider
               that
               which
               is
               lay'd
               before
               our
               Eyes
               .
               Prudence
               measureth
               the
               End
               of
               things
               ;
               whos
               's
               Mutability
               in
               either
               State
               ,
               should
               make
               us
               neither
               to
               Fear
               the
               Threat'nings
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               nor
               Regard
               her
               Pretences
               of
               Friendship
               .
               Finally
               thou
               oughtest
               to
               bear
               with
               a
               patient
               mind
               ,
               whatsoever
               is
               done
               within
               the
               Jurisdiction
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               now
               thou
               hast
               submitted
               thy
               Neck
               to
               her
               Yoke
               .
               If
               thou
               wouldest
               impose
               a
               Law
               on
               her
               ,
               whom
               thou
               hast
               freely
               chosen
               to
               be
               thy
               Mistress
               ,
               to
               stay
               ,
               or
               be
               gone
               at
               thy
               pleasure
               ,
               wouldest
               
               thou
               not
               be
               Injurious
               ,
               and
               by
               thine
               Impatience
               encrease
               the
               Bitterness
               of
               that
               Condition
               ,
               which
               thou
               art
               not
               able
               to
               Change
               ?
               If
               thou
               shouldst
               commit
               thy
               Sailes
               to
               the
               Winds
               ,
               thou
               shouldst
               not
               be
               carried
               whither
               thou
               Wouldest
               Arrive
               ,
               but
               whither
               they
               will
               Drive
               thee
               .
               If
               thou
               wilt
               sow
               thy
               ground
               ,
               thou
               must
               make
               account
               that
               some
               years
               are
               barren
               ,
               and
               some
               fruitful
               .
               Thou
               hast
               submitted
               thy selfe
               to
               the
               Government
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               't
               is
               but
               requisite
               thou
               shouldst
               comply
               with
               the
               Humours
               of
               thy
               Mistress
               .
               But
               dost
               thou
               endeavour
               to
               put
               a
               stop
               to
               the
               Turning
               of
               her
               Wheele
               ?
               but
               ,
               O
               Foolish
               man
               ,
               if
               she
               begins
               to
               be
               Constant
               ,
               she
               ceaseth
               to
               be
               Fortune
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               FIRST
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               discribeth
               the
               conditions
               of
               fortune
               .
            
             
               WHen
               mighty
               things
               she
               turns
               about
            
             
               (a)
               Euripus
               Like
               she
               swiftly
               flowes
               ;
            
             
             
               She
               doth
               most
               dreadful
               Armies
               rout
               ,
            
             
               And
               Potent
               Monarchs
               overthrowes
               :
            
             
               And
               Heads
               cast
               down
               she
               lifts
               on
               high
               :
            
             
               She
               hearkens
               not
               to
               sighs
               ,
               and
               groans
            
             
               Of
               men
               plung'd
               deep
               in
               Misery
               ,
            
             
               She
               tortures
               them
               ,
               and
               scorns
               their
               Moans
               .
            
             
               These
               are
               Her
               sports
               ,
               thus
               doth
               she
               try
            
             
               Her
               strength
               ;
               and
               't
               is
               a
               wondrous
               feat
               ,
            
             
               If
               in
               that
               Houre
               a
               man
               shall
               lye
            
             
               i
               th'
               Dust
               ,
               in
               which
               his
               Power
               was
               Great
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               The
               SECOND
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Fortune
               sheweth
               ,
               that
               she
               hath
               taken
               nothing
               from
               Boetius
               ,
               that
               was
               his
               .
            
             
               BUT
               I
               would
               discourse
               with
               thee
               a
               little
               in
               the
               words
               of
               Fortune
               .
               Observe
               if
               she
               speaks
               not
               right
               .
               O
               man
               ,
               why
               dost
               thou
               thus
               complain
               of
               my
               carriage
               towards
               thee
               ?
               In
               what
               have
               I
               Injur'd
               thee
               ?
               what
               Goods
               ,
               that
               thou
               mightest
               justly
               call
               
                 Thine
                 own
              
               ,
               have
               we
               taken
               from
               thee
               ?
               Let
               any
               man
               be
               Judge
               betwixt
               us
               ,
               whilst
               thou
               contendest
               with
               me
               touching
               the
               Possession
               of
               
               Riches
               ,
               and
               Dignities
               :
               And
               if
               thou
               shalt
               prove
               that
               any
               of
               them
               do
               properly
               belong
               to
               any
               Mortal
               whatsoever
               ,
               I
               will
               readily
               grant
               that
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               thou
               desirest
               should
               be
               restor'd
               unto
               thee
               were
               Thine
               indeed
               .
               When
               Nature
               brought
               thee
               out
               of
               thy
               Mothers
               wombe
               ,
               I
               tooke
               thee
               being
               Naked
               ,
               and
               destitute
               of
               all
               things
               ,
               I
               cherisht
               thee
               with
               my
               Riches
               ,
               and
               ,
               which
               makes
               thee
               now
               so
               Impatient
               against
               me
               ,
               I
               gave
               thee
               the
               most
               tender
               ,
               and
               delicate
               Education
               ,
               and
               encompast
               thee
               with
               the
               Abundance
               ,
               and
               splendour
               of
               all
               things
               ,
               which
               are
               in
               my
               power
               .
               Now
               I
               think
               fit
               to
               withdraw
               my
               hand
               ;
               be
               Thankful
               as
               one
               that
               has
               had
               the
               use
               of
               things
               that
               are
               not
               Thy
               proper
               Goods
               .
               Thou
               hast
               no
               just
               cause
               to
               complain
               ,
               as
               if
               thou
               hadst
               lost
               that
               which
               was
               
                 Thine
                 own
              
               .
               Why
               then
               dost
               thou
               sigh
               ,
               and
               groan
               ?
               Riches
               ,
               Honors
               ,
               and
               all
               such
               like
               things
               are
               in
               my
               power
               :
               they
               acknowledge
               that
               I
               am
               their
               Mistress
               :
               they
               come
               ,
               and
               go
               with
               me
               .
               I
               boldly
               affirm
               ,
               that
               if
               those
               things
               had
               been
               Thine
               ,
               which
               thou
               complainest
               that
               thou
               hast
               lost
               ,
               thou
               hadst
               not
               lost
               them
               .
               Shall
               I
               only
               be
               
               hind'red
               from
               the
               exercise
               of
               my
               power
               ?
               't
               is
               lawful
               for
               the
               Heavens
               to
               bring
               forth
               clear
               Dayes
               ,
               and
               to
               shut
               up
               those
               Daies
               in
               Dark
               Nights
               .
               'T
               is
               lawful
               for
               the
               Year
               now
               to
               adorn
               the
               Face
               of
               the
               Earth
               with
               Flowers
               ,
               and
               Fruit
               ;
               now
               to
               cover
               it
               with
               Frost
               ,
               and
               Snow
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               right
               of
               the
               Sea
               ,
               now
               to
               looke
               mild
               ,
               and
               calm
               ;
               now
               to
               grow
               rough
               with
               waves
               ,
               and
               storms
               .
               And
               shall
               the
               unsatiable
               Desires
               of
               men
               oblige
               Me
               to
               constancy
               ,
               which
               is
               so
               contrary
               to
               my
               Manners
               ?
               This
               is
               the
               Part
               I
               am
               to
               Act
               :
               this
               is
               the
               play
               I
               play
               continually
               .
               I
               turn
               round
               a
               Wheele
               ,
               and
               make
               the
               lowest
               ,
               and
               uppermost
               things
               to
               change
               their
               places
               .
               Go
               up
               ,
               if
               thou
               thinkst
               fit
               ,
               but
               on
               that
               condition
               that
               thou
               do
               not
               take
               it
               for
               an
               Injury
               ,
               if
               thou
               be
               made
               to
               go
               down
               again
               ,
               when
               the
               Play
               requires
               it
               .
               Hast
               thou
               never
               been
               made
               acquainted
               with
               my
               Manners
               ?
               hast
               thou
               not
               heard
               how
               Craesus
               King
               of
               the
               Lydians
               ,
               but
               a
               little
               before
               very
               formidable
               to
               (a)
               Cyrus
               ,
               being
               brought
               to
               the
               Fire
               ,
               a
               most
               doleful
               Spectacle
               ,
               was
               sav'd
               by
               Water
               ,
               pour'd
               down
               from
               Heaven
               ,
               from
               the
               devouring
               
               Flames
               ?
               dost
               thou
               not
               remember
               that
               (b)
               Paulus
               wept
               at
               the
               Calamity
               of
               King
               (c)
               Perseus
               ,
               whom
               he
               had
               taken
               Captive
               ?
               what
               is
               the
               loud
               complaint
               of
               Tragedies
               ,
               but
               that
               Fortune
               disregards
               ,
               and
               overturns
               the
               happiest
               Kingdomes
               ?
               didst
               thou
               not
               learn
               when
               thou
               wast
               a
               Boy
               ,
               that
               in
               (d)
               
                 Jupiters
                 Entry
                 there
                 are
                 Two
                 large
                 Vessels
                 ,
                 one
                 holding
                 Evil
                 things
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 other
                 Good
                 things
                 ?
              
               what
               if
               I
               have
               not
               wholly
               withdrawn
               my selfe
               from
               thee
               ?
               what
               if
               this
               very
               Inconstancy
               of
               mine
               be
               a
               just
               cause
               why
               thou
               shouldest
               hope
               for
               Better
               things
               ?
               However
               do
               not
               repine
               at
               thy
               condition
               ,
               and
               being
               seated
               in
               a
               Kingdome
               ,
               which
               is
               govern'd
               by
               Lawes
               Common
               to
               all
               ,
               do
               not
               entertain
               any
               vain
               desires
               of
               living
               by
               a
               Right
               Peculiar
               to
               thy selfe
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               SECOND
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Fortune
               complaineth
               of
               the
               unsatiable
               desire
               of
               men
               .
            
             
               IF
               so
               much
               Wealth
               ,
               as
               th'
               Ocean
               casts
               up
               Sand
               ,
            
             
               Men
               could
               at
               length
               obtain
               :
            
             
               Or
               had
               so
               many
               Gemms
               at
               their
               command
            
             
               As
               Heav'n
               doth
               Stars
               contain
               ;
            
             
               All
               this
               would
               not
               suffice
               ,
               but
               they
               would
               still
            
             
               Complain
               ,
               and
               Covet
               more
               .
            
             
               And
               if
               it
               were
               Our
               Great
               Creators
               Will
            
             
               To
               adde
               unto
               their
               Store
               ,
            
             
               And
               make
               their
               Names
               with
               Glorious
               Titles
               shine
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               they
               would
               seem
               to
               Want
               ,
            
             
               Through
               their
               voracious
               Lusts
               they
               would
               Repine
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Thirsty
               Soules
               would
               Pant
               ,
            
             
               And
               Gape
               for
               more
               ,
               and
               more
               .
               What
               Curbe
               can
               now
            
             
               Their
               Appetite
               restrain
               ,
            
             
               Sith
               whilst
               they
               in
               so
               great
               abundance
               flow
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Want
               they
               still
               complain
               :
            
             
               He
               is
               not
               Rich
               ,
               who
               doth
               himselfe
               Deplore
               ,
            
             
               And
               thinks
               that
               He
               is
               Poore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               THIRD
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               proveth
               ,
               that
               fortune
               had
               been
               more
               favourable
               ,
               than
               contrary
               to
               Boetius
               .
            
             
               IF
               Fortune
               should
               speak
               to
               thee
               after
               this
               manner
               ,
               certainly
               thou
               wouldst
               hardly
               find
               a
               word
               to
               say
               for
               thy selfe
               .
               Or
               if
               there
               be
               any
               thing
               ,
               whereby
               thou
               mayst
               defend
               the
               complaint
               thou
               makst
               against
               her
               ,
               thou
               oughtest
               to
               produce
               it
               ;
               thou
               hast
               liberty
               to
               declare
               thy
               mind
               .
               Then
               said
               I
               :
               Truly
               the
               things
               that
               thou
               hast
               spoken
               have
               a
               fair
               shew
               ,
               and
               carry
               with
               them
               the
               Hony
               of
               Sweet
               Rhetorick
               ,
               and
               Musick
               ;
               they
               delight
               us
               only
               so
               long
               ,
               as
               we
               Attend
               to
               their
               Sound
               .
               But
               men
               in
               Misery
               have
               a
               deeper
               sense
               of
               the
               Evils
               that
               oppress
               them
               .
               Therefore
               when
               such
               things
               cease
               to
               Affect
               the
               Ear
               ,
               that
               Anguish
               which
               is
               settled
               in
               the
               Mind
               becomes
               more
               grievous
               .
               And
               saith
               she
               ,
               'T
               is
               so
               indeed
               .
               For
               we
               do
               not
               as
               yet
               administer
               the
               Remedies
               of
               thy
               Distemper
               ,
               but
               these
               things
               are
               to
               asswage
               the
               violence
               of
               the
               Pain
               ,
               which
               will
               not
               admit
               our
               chiefest
               Medicines
               .
               
               For
               we
               shall
               apply
               such
               things
               ,
               which
               will
               pierce
               into
               the
               roote
               of
               thy
               Disease
               ,
               as
               soon
               as
               it
               shall
               be
               seasonable
               .
               But
               that
               thou
               mayst
               not
               reckon
               thy selfe
               in
               the
               number
               of
               Wretched
               men
               ,
               what
               ,
               hast
               thou
               forgotten
               the
               measure
               of
               thy
               Felicity
               ?
               To
               say
               nothing
               of
               this
               ,
               that
               Persons
               of
               the
               Highest
               Quality
               tooke
               care
               for
               thee
               in
               thy
               Fatherless
               condition
               ;
               and
               that
               thou
               being
               chosen
               into
               the
               Affinity
               of
               the
               Principal
               men
               of
               the
               City
               didst
               first
               begin
               to
               be
               Dear
               ,
               and
               then
               to
               be
               
                 Near
                 of
                 Kin
              
               unto
               them
               ,
               which
               is
               the
               most
               excellent
               kind
               of
               Alliance
               .
               Who
               has
               not
               Applauded
               thee
               ,
               as
               a
               most
               Happy
               man
               ,
               upon
               account
               of
               the
               Splendor
               ,
               and
               Nobleness
               of
               thy
               Father-in-law
               ,
               the
               Chastity
               of
               thy
               Wife
               ,
               and
               the
               Towardly
               Disposition
               of
               thy
               Sons
               ?
               I
               pass
               by
               this
               (
               for
               I
               like
               not
               to
               speak
               of
               common
               things
               )
               that
               thou
               didst
               receive
               in
               thy
               Youth
               those
               Dignities
               which
               few
               Old
               men
               can
               attein
               unto
               :
               it
               delighteth
               me
               to
               come
               to
               the
               singular
               hight
               of
               thy
               Felicity
               .
               If
               there
               be
               any
               true
               ,
               and
               solid
               Happiness
               in
               the
               most
               pleasant
               Fruit
               of
               Humane
               Affairs
               ,
               can
               the
               Memory
               of
               that
               Day
               be
               blotted
               out
               ,
               with
               never
               so
               great
               an
               
               inundation
               of
               over-flowing
               Evils
               ?
               when
               thou
               sawest
               thy
               sons
               being
               made
               Consuls
               ,
               to
               be
               brought
               from
               thy
               House
               with
               so
               great
               a
               company
               of
               Senators
               ,
               the
               People
               discoveing
               so
               much
               joy
               ,
               and
               gladness
               ;
               when
               those
               thy
               Sons
               sitting
               in
               the
               Senate-House
               on
               their
               Ivory-Chairs
               ,
               thou
               didst
               make
               an
               Oration
               in
               Prayse
               of
               the
               King
               ,
               and
               deservedst
               the
               Glory
               of
               Wit
               ,
               and
               Eloquence
               :
               when
               thou
               sitting
               between
               thy
               Two
               Sons
               being
               Consuls
               in
               the
               Place
               call'd
               Circus
               ,
               didst
               satisfy
               the
               expectation
               of
               the
               Multitude
               ,
               crowding
               about
               thee
               ,
               with
               a
               
                 Triumphal
                 Largess
              
               .
               Thou
               didst
               flatter
               ,
               and
               deceive
               Fortune
               ,
               I
               beleive
               whilst
               she
               fawned
               on
               thee
               ,
               and
               cherisht
               thee
               ,
               as
               her
               Darling
               .
               Thou
               didst
               gett
               from
               her
               such
               a
               Gift
               ,
               as
               she
               never
               bestowed
               on
               any
               Private
               man.
               Wilt
               thou
               therefore
               come
               to
               a
               reckoning
               with
               Fortune
               ?
               This
               is
               the
               first
               time
               that
               she
               ever
               cast
               a
               froward
               Looke
               on
               thee
               .
               If
               thou
               considerest
               the
               number
               ,
               and
               the
               measure
               of
               things
               Sad
               ,
               and
               things
               Joyful
               ,
               thou
               canst
               not
               deny
               but
               that
               thou
               art
               Happy
               still
               .
               If
               therefore
               thou
               judgest
               that
               thou
               art
               not
               Fortunate
               ,
               because
               those
               things
               which
               seemed
               to
               
               be
               Joyful
               are
               past
               ,
               and
               gone
               ;
               ther
               's
               no
               cause
               why
               thou
               shouldst
               think
               thy selfe
               Miserable
               ,
               sith
               those
               things
               also
               ,
               which
               thou
               apprehendest
               to
               be
               so
               Sad
               ,
               and
               grievous
               are
               passing
               away
               .
               What
               ,
               didst
               thou
               come
               forth
               but
               lately
               upon
               the
               Stage
               of
               this
               Life
               ?
               dost
               thou
               think
               ther
               's
               any
               constancy
               in
               Humane
               Affairs
               ,
               whereas
               't
               is
               often
               seen
               that
               an
               Houres
               time
               makes
               an
               Healthy
               man
               return
               to
               the
               Durst
               ?
               For
               though
               the
               Goods
               of
               Fortune
               should
               remain
               with
               us
               ,
               which
               seldome
               comes
               to
               pass
               ,
               yet
               the
               Last
               Day
               of
               our
               Life
               would
               be
               as
               it
               were
               the
               Death
               of
               such
               constant
               Prosperity
               .
               What
               matter
               is
               it
               therefore
               ,
               whether
               thou
               goest
               from
               it
               ,
               or
               it
               from
               thee
               ?
            
          
           
             
               THE
               THIRD
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               declareth
               ,
               how
               all
               worldly
               things
               decay
               and
               fade
               away
               .
            
             
               WHen
               Phaebus
               ,
               vanquishing
               the
               Night
               ,
            
             
               Or'e
               th'
               Skies
               his
               Lustre
               spreads
               :
            
             
               The
               Stars
               ,
               Abasht
               at
               such
               great
               Light
               ,
            
             
             
               Grow
               Pale
               ,
               and
               hide
               their
               Heads
               .
            
             
               Now
               Zephyrus
               with
               his
               soft
               Breath
            
             
               The
               Roses
               hath
               full
               blown
               :
            
             
               The
               cloudy
               
                 South
                 Wind
              
               blustereth
               ,
            
             
               And
               straight
               their
               Beauty
               's
               gon
               .
            
             
               Sometimes
               the
               Sea
               's
               Still
               ,
               like
               the
               Shore
               ,
            
             
               And
               Radiant
               ,
               like
               the
               Skies
               :
            
             
               Sometimes
               the
               stormy
               Winds
               do
               roar
               ,
            
             
               And
               Boystrous
               Waves
               arise
               .
            
             
               Sith
               all
               this
               World
               is
               like
               the
               Dust
               ,
            
             
               That
               's
               Driven
               with
               the
               Wind
               ,
            
             
               Why
               wilt
               thou
               to
               Mans
               Fortunes
               trust
               ,
            
             
               Which
               none
               shall
               Constant
               find
               ?
            
             
               This
               is
               a
               Constant
               Law
               ,
               can't
               Alter'd
               be
               ,
            
             
               That
               nothing
               here
               shall
               have
               True
               Constancy
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               The
               FOURTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               proveth
               ,
               that
               Boetius
               is
               still
               fortunate
               ,
               and
               that
               no
               man
               hath
               complete
               happiness
               in
               this
               life
               .
            
             
               THEN
               said
               I
               ,
               thou
               speakst
               the
               truth
               ,
               O
               Nurce
               of
               all
               Vertues
               ,
               neither
               can
               I
               ●…y
               the
               swift
               course
               of
               my
               Happy
               Daies
               .
               
               But
               this
               doth
               most
               vehemently
               torment
               my
               soule
               ,
               when
               I
               reflect
               on
               it
               ,
               For
               in
               all
               Adversity
               whatsoever
               't
               is
               the
               most
               Unhappy
               kind
               of
               Misfortune
               ,
               
                 To
                 have
                 been
                 Happy
              
               .
               But
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               what
               thou
               sufferest
               by
               thy
               False
               Opinion
               ,
               thou
               mayst
               not
               impute
               to
               the
               Nature
               of
               things
               .
               And
               if
               thou
               art
               mov'd
               with
               the
               empty
               name
               of
               that
               Felicity
               ,
               which
               is
               in
               the
               Power
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               thou
               mayst
               account
               with
               me
               how
               much
               thou
               dost
               still
               retein
               of
               it
               .
               Therefore
               if
               that
               ,
               which
               thou
               didst
               ever
               esteem
               as
               most
               pretious
               in
               the
               whole
               Treasury
               of
               thy
               Fortune
               ,
               be
               still
               by
               the
               Divine
               Providence
               kept
               safe
               ,
               and
               free
               from
               all
               harme
               ,
               can'st
               thou
               have
               any
               cause
               to
               say
               that
               Fortune
               deals
               hardly
               with
               thee
               ,
               whilst
               thou
               reteinest
               the
               more
               valuable
               Enjoyments
               ?
               But
               that
               most
               pretious
               Ornament
               of
               Mankind
               ,
               thy
               Father-in-law
               Symmachus
               is
               still
               Alive
               ,
               and
               in
               good
               health
               ;
               and
               (
               which
               thou
               wouldest
               readily
               purchase
               with
               the
               price
               of
               thine
               own
               Life
               )
               He
               ,
               being
               a
               Man
               wholly
               made
               up
               of
               Wisedome
               ,
               and
               Vertue
               ,
               regardless
               of
               the
               wrongs
               that
               are
               done
               unto
               himselfe
               ,
               bestowes
               his
               complaints
               on
               those
               ,
               he
               sees
               thee
               to
               suffer
               .
               Thy
               
               Wife
               is
               still
               Living
               ,
               a
               Woman
               Modestly
               Ingenious
               ,
               Excelling
               in
               all
               the
               Perfections
               of
               Chastity
               ,
               and
               ,
               that
               I
               may
               briefly
               comprehend
               all
               her
               Endowments
               ,
               she
               's
               Like
               her
               Father
               .
               She
               Lives
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               and
               keeps
               her
               Breath
               only
               for
               thee
               ,
               being
               weary
               of
               this
               Life
               ;
               and
               ,
               which
               ,
               I
               confess
               ,
               is
               a
               lessening
               of
               thy
               Felicity
               ,
               she
               pines
               away
               with
               Tears
               ,
               and
               sorrow
               for
               want
               of
               thy
               Company
               .
               What
               should
               I
               say
               of
               thy
               Sons
               ,
               that
               have
               been
               Consuls
               ,
               in
               whom
               ,
               as
               in
               Youths
               of
               their
               Age
               ,
               there
               shines
               the
               Resemblance
               of
               the
               Wit
               of
               their
               Father
               ,
               and
               of
               their
               Grand-Father
               ?
               Sith
               therefore
               it
               is
               our
               chiefest
               care
               to
               preserve
               our
               Lives
               ,
               O
               Happy
               man
               that
               thou
               art
               ,
               if
               thou
               didst
               but
               know
               how
               to
               value
               thy
               Condition
               ,
               who
               to
               this
               very
               day
               hast
               so
               great
               abundance
               of
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               no
               man
               doubts
               but
               that
               they
               are
               more
               Pretious
               than
               Life
               it selfe
               !
               wherefore
               wipe
               off
               these
               Tears
               from
               thine
               Eyes
               .
               Fortune
               has
               not
               as
               yet
               shown
               her
               utmost
               spight
               against
               thee
               ;
               neither
               has
               an
               over-violent
               Tempest
               falled
               on
               thee
               ,
               whilst
               thine
               Anchors
               hold
               fast
               ,
               which
               do
               not
               permit
               thee
               to
               want
               Consolation
               for
               the
               present
               ,
               nor
               Hopes
               to
               
               see
               Better
               Times
               .
               And
               I
               pray
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               they
               may
               hold
               fast
               ;
               for
               whilst
               they
               are
               Fixed
               ,
               however
               the
               matter
               goes
               ,
               I
               shall
               have
               hopes
               to
               overcome
               the
               Storme
               .
               But
               thou
               seest
               how
               my
               Honors
               ,
               and
               Dignities
               are
               diminisht
               .
               And
               saith
               she
               ,
               we
               have
               Advanc'd
               somewhat
               in
               our
               design
               if
               there
               be
               any
               thing
               in
               thy
               Condition
               ,
               with
               which
               thou
               art
               not
               displeas'd
               .
               But
               I
               cannot
               away
               with
               this
               that
               thou
               art
               so
               nice
               ,
               and
               tender
               ,
               who
               makest
               such
               grievous
               complaints
               that
               there
               is
               some
               thing
               wanting
               ,
               which
               thou
               wouldest
               have
               to
               compleat
               thy
               Happiness
               .
               For
               where
               is
               the
               man
               that
               hath
               attein'd
               to
               such
               a
               state
               of
               Ease
               ,
               and
               satisfaction
               ,
               that
               he
               is
               not
               in
               any
               regard
               Discontented
               with
               the
               quality
               of
               his
               present
               Fortune
               ?
               For
               the
               condition
               of
               the
               Goods
               of
               this
               World
               is
               full
               of
               Anxiety
               ,
               and
               vexation
               ,
               and
               such
               that
               it
               never
               comes
               whole
               ,
               and
               entire
               ,
               and
               never
               can
               be
               made
               stable
               ,
               and
               permanent
               .
               One
               man
               abounds
               in
               Wealth
               ,
               but
               is
               Asham'd
               of
               his
               Ignoble
               Birth
               .
               Another
               being
               Nobly
               Born
               is
               well
               Known
               throughout
               all
               the
               Country
               ,
               but
               wanting
               an
               Estate
               Answearable
               to
               the
               Greatness
               of
               his
               Name
               ,
               he
               would
               rather
               be
               hid
               in
               
               Obscurity
               with
               persons
               of
               the
               meanest
               Rank
               .
               This
               man
               is
               both
               Rich
               ,
               and
               Noble
               ,
               and
               bemoans
               himselfe
               for
               want
               of
               a
               Wife
               .
               That
               man
               hath
               a
               Good
               Wife
               ,
               but
               hath
               no
               Children
               ,
               and
               afflicts
               himselfe
               with
               the
               thoughts
               that
               he
               must
               leave
               his
               Wealth
               to
               a
               Stranger
               .
               Another
               rejoycing
               in
               his
               Issue
               turns
               his
               joy
               into
               mourning
               for
               the
               ill
               carriage
               of
               his
               Son
               ,
               or
               of
               his
               Daughter
               .
               So
               that
               no
               man
               can
               easily
               suit
               his
               Mind
               with
               his
               own
               Condition
               .
               And
               let
               us
               moreover
               consider
               this
               ,
               that
               the
               sense
               of
               every
               man
               that
               has
               been
               most
               us'd
               to
               Prosperity
               is
               exceeding
               soft
               ,
               and
               delicate
               ,
               and
               unless
               he
               can
               have
               all
               things
               at
               his
               beck
               ,
               being
               unaccustom'd
               to
               any
               Adversity
               ,
               is
               cast
               down
               with
               every
               little
               thing
               ,
               that
               goes
               across
               to
               him
               :
               of
               such
               small
               moment
               are
               such
               matters
               ,
               which
               detract
               from
               the
               perfection
               of
               the
               Happiness
               of
               those
               men
               ,
               on
               whom
               Fortune
               has
               bestowd
               her
               choicest
               Favours
               .
               How
               many
               are
               there
               thinkest
               thou
               who
               would
               conceit
               themselves
               to
               be
               Advanc'd
               almost
               as
               high
               ,
               as
               Heaven
               ,
               if
               they
               could
               have
               but
               a
               part
               of
               the
               remains
               of
               thy
               Prosperity
               ?
               This
               very
               Place
               that
               thou
               callest
               Exile
               is
               the
               Country
               of
               the
               Inhabitants
               .
               
               Thus
               nothing
               is
               a
               Misfortune
               ,
               but
               when
               thou
               deemest
               it
               so
               to
               be
               :
               And
               on
               the
               contrary
               Every
               Condition
               turns
               into
               Prosperity
               to
               those
               ,
               who
               know
               how
               to
               Dispose
               themselves
               in
               it
               .
               What
               man
               is
               there
               so
               Happy
               ,
               but
               he
               would
               be
               desirous
               to
               change
               his
               Estate
               ,
               if
               he
               should
               once
               give
               way
               to
               Impatience
               ?
               what
               bitterness
               is
               the
               sweetness
               of
               Humane
               Felicity
               sprinkled
               with
               !
               which
               if
               it
               seem
               joyful
               to
               him
               that
               possesteth
               it
               ,
               yet
               it
               cannot
               be
               secur'd
               to
               him
               for
               a
               moment
               .
               'T
               is
               evident
               therefore
               how
               Wretched
               that
               Happiness
               is
               which
               consists
               in
               the
               Enjoyment
               of
               perishing
               things
               ,
               which
               neither
               remains
               with
               those
               that
               are
               contented
               ,
               nor
               is
               wholly
               delightsome
               to
               persons
               of
               anxious
               ,
               and
               disturbed
               minds
               .
               Therefore
               ,
               O
               ye
               sons
               of
               Men
               ,
               why
               do
               yee
               seek
               for
               True
               Happiness
               Without
               ,
               which
               is
               plac'd
               Within
               Your selves
               ?
               You
               are
               confounded
               with
               Ignorance
               ,
               and
               Wrong
               Opinions
               .
               I
               shall
               in
               a
               few
               words
               shew
               thee
               what
               is
               the
               Soveraign
               ,
               and
               onely
               True
               Happiness
               .
               Is
               there
               any
               thing
               more
               Dear
               ,
               and
               Pretious
               to
               Thee
               ,
               than
               Thy Selfe
               ?
               Nothing
               ,
               thou
               wilt
               say
               .
               Therefore
               if
               thou
               canst
               have
               the
               full
               Dominion
               
               of
               Thy Selfe
               ,
               thou
               shalt
               Possess
               that
               which
               thou
               wouldest
               never
               part
               with
               ,
               and
               which
               Fortune
               shall
               never
               be
               able
               to
               take
               from
               thee
               .
               And
               that
               thou
               mayst
               clearly
               perceive
               that
               True
               Happiness
               consists
               not
               in
               those
               things
               that
               are
               in
               the
               Power
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               consider
               this
               Argument
               :
               If
               Bliss
               ,
               or
               True
               Happiness
               be
               the
               Soveraign
               Good
               of
               
                 Intellectual
                 Nature
              
               ,
               neither
               is
               that
               Soveraign
               Good
               which
               can
               by
               any
               means
               be
               taken
               from
               us
               ;
               because
               that
               Excells
               it
               ,
               which
               we
               cannot
               be
               deprived
               of
               :
               't
               is
               manifest
               that
               the
               Instability
               of
               Fortune
               can
               never
               bring
               us
               into
               the
               waies
               of
               True
               Happiness
               .
               Moreover
               he
               that
               is
               puft
               up
               with
               this
               unconstant
               Felicity
               either
               knowes
               ,
               or
               doth
               not
               know
               ,
               how
               Changeable
               it
               is
               .
               If
               he
               knowes
               it
               not
               ,
               what
               Happiness
               can
               there
               be
               in
               Ignorance
               ,
               the
               Blindness
               of
               the
               Soule
               ?
               If
               he
               knowes
               it
               ,
               he
               must
               needs
               be
               in
               Fear
               of
               losing
               ,
               what
               he
               doubts
               not
               but
               may
               easily
               be
               lost
               .
               Wherefore
               the
               Dread
               he
               is
               in
               continually
               suffers
               him
               not
               to
               be
               Happy
               .
               Or
               else
               he
               cares
               not
               if
               it
               be
               lost
               :
               Thus
               also
               it
               appears
               to
               be
               a
               matter
               of
               small
               moment
               ,
               whose
               loss
               can
               be
               so
               easily
               born
               .
               And
               because
               thou
               
               art
               one
               of
               those
               who
               know
               ,
               and
               are
               assur'd
               by
               many
               Demonstrations
               that
               the
               Soules
               of
               Men
               are
               Immortal
               ;
               and
               sith
               it
               is
               so
               clear
               ,
               and
               unquestionable
               ,
               that
               such
               Happiness
               ,
               or
               Prosperity
               ,
               which
               is
               in
               the
               Power
               of
               Fortune
               has
               it's
               Period
               by
               the
               Death
               of
               the
               Body
               ;
               it
               cannot
               be
               doubted
               ,
               but
               if
               Death
               be
               able
               to
               deprive
               us
               of
               our
               Bliss
               ,
               All
               Mankind
               must
               at
               length
               become
               Miserable
               .
               And
               sith
               we
               know
               that
               many
               a
               man
               hath
               earnestly
               pursu'd
               ,
               and
               endeavour'd
               after
               Bliss
               ,
               or
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               not
               only
               by
               Death
               ,
               but
               also
               by
               great
               Pains
               ,
               and
               Torments
               ;
               how
               can
               it
               be
               that
               this
               present
               Life
               should
               be
               able
               to
               make
               men
               Happy
               ,
               the
               End
               whereof
               makes
               them
               not
               Miserable
               ?
            
          
           
             
               THE
               FOURTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               commendeth
               a
               meane
               estate
               .
            
             
               Who
               so
               intends
               to
               get
            
             
               A
               firm
               ,
               and
               lasting
               Seat
               ,
            
             
               That
               he
               may
               Safety
               find
            
             
             
               From
               Roaring
               Angry
               Wind
               ,
            
             
               And
               scorn
               proud
               Neptunes
               Threats
            
             
               When
               all
               the
               Shores
               he
               Beats
               ;
            
             
               Let
               him
               not
               Build
               on
               High
               ,
            
             
               From
               loose
               Sands
               let
               him
               fly
               .
            
             
               When
               stormy
               Winds
               do
               blow
               ,
            
             
               High
               Houses
               they
               o'rethrow
               ;
            
             
               An
               House
               can
               never
               stand
            
             
               Vpon
               the
               sliding
               Sand.
            
             
               If
               thou
               wilt
               fly
               the
               great
            
             
               Dangers
               of
               a
               brave
               Seat
               ,
            
             
               Build
               thy
               House
               very
               Low
               ,
            
             
               And
               on
               a
               Rock
               :
               Although
            
             
               The
               Winds
               their
               Forces
               raise
               ,
            
             
               And
               trouble
               Lands
               ,
               and
               Seas
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               mayst
               their
               Noise
               endure
            
             
               In
               thy
               Low
               Seat
               Secure
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Lookes
               will
               still
               be
               Clear
            
             
               Though
               Stormes
               disturbe
               the
               Aire
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               FIFTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               How
               riches
               are
               neither
               pretious
               ,
               nor
               our
               own
               .
            
             
               BUT
               because
               these
               soft
               ,
               and
               gentle
               Reasonings
               ,
               or
               Fomentations
               of
               the
               Mind
               begin
               to
               sink
               into
               thee
               ,
               I
               think
               it
               would
               now
               be
               seasonable
               to
               use
               some
               stronger
               Medicines
               .
               Well
               then
               :
               Though
               the
               Gifts
               of
               Fortune
               were
               not
               so
               fraile
               ,
               and
               transitory
               ,
               what
               is
               there
               in
               them
               that
               can
               ever
               be
               truly
               ,
               and
               properly
               
                 Your
                 own
              
               ,
               and
               which
               being
               throughly
               discover'd
               what
               it
               is
               in
               it selfe
               ,
               would
               not
               appear
               to
               be
               most
               vile
               ,
               and
               despicable
               ?
               Are
               Riches
               to
               be
               Priz'd
               in
               regard
               of
               Your
               Nature
               ,
               or
               of
               Their
               own
               ?
               what
               is
               the
               best
               kind
               of
               Riches
               ?
               is
               it
               not
               Gold
               ,
               or
               great
               Heaps
               of
               Mony
               ?
               But
               these
               things
               make
               men
               to
               be
               sincerely
               Esteem'd
               when
               they
               are
               given
               away
               ,
               rather
               than
               when
               they
               are
               kept
               in
               store
               :
               for
               Covetousness
               makes
               men
               Odious
               ,
               Bounty
               Glorious
               .
               If
               that
               cannot
               remain
               with
               any
               man
               ,
               which
               passeth
               from
               him
               to
               another
               :
               then
               is
               Mony
               Pretious
               ,
               when
               ,
               being
               confer'd
               on
               another
               ,
               
               by
               the
               exercise
               of
               Bounty
               ,
               it
               ceaseth
               to
               be
               in
               our
               own
               Possession
               .
               But
               if
               one
               man
               had
               All
               the
               Wealth
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               it
               would
               leave
               others
               in
               the
               greatest
               Poverty
               .
               And
               indeed
               a
               Voice
               comes
               Whole
               ,
               and
               Vndivided
               to
               the
               Ears
               of
               a
               Multitude
               of
               People
               at
               the
               same
               time
               ;
               but
               Your
               Riches
               ,
               unless
               divided
               into
               many
               small
               Parts
               ,
               cannot
               be
               communicated
               to
               divers
               Persons
               .
               And
               hence
               it
               is
               ,
               that
               of
               necessity
               they
               expose
               such
               men
               to
               Poverty
               ,
               from
               whom
               they
               come
               into
               the
               Possession
               of
               others
               .
               O
               then
               ,
               how
               Narrow
               ,
               and
               Contracted
               ,
               how
               Beggerly
               are
               those
               Riches
               ,
               which
               't
               is
               impossible
               that
               Many
               men
               should
               have
               Whole
               ,
               and
               Entire
               ;
               and
               which
               cannot
               come
               into
               the
               Hands
               of
               any
               one
               ,
               without
               the
               Impoverishing
               of
               others
               !
               Art
               thou
               taken
               with
               the
               Splendor
               of
               Gemms
               ,
               or
               
                 Pretious
                 stones
              
               ?
               But
               if
               there
               be
               any
               Worth
               ,
               or
               Excellency
               in
               their
               Brightness
               ,
               that
               is
               the
               Light
               of
               those
               Stones
               themselves
               ,
               not
               of
               Men
               :
               which
               Gemms
               I
               cannot
               but
               wonder
               exceedingly
               that
               Men
               should
               have
               in
               such
               Admiration
               .
               For
               what
               is
               there
               that
               wants
               a
               Soule
               ,
               and
               a
               fit
               composure
               of
               Members
               ,
               and
               Features
               ,
               which
               should
               seem
               
               Beauteous
               and
               Amiable
               to
               a
               
                 Rational
                 Nature
              
               ?
               Which
               ,
               although
               ,
               as
               they
               are
               the
               Worke
               of
               our
               Creator
               ,
               and
               in
               their
               own
               Rank
               they
               carry
               with
               them
               some
               of
               the
               lowest
               kind
               of
               Beauty
               ,
               yet
               sith
               their
               Quality
               is
               so
               beneath
               Your
               Excellency
               ,
               do
               in
               no
               wise
               deserve
               Your
               Admiration
               .
               Are
               you
               Delighted
               with
               the
               Beauty
               of
               Fair
               ,
               and
               Fruitful
               Fields
               ?
               why
               not
               ?
               For
               it
               is
               a
               Fair
               Part
               of
               the
               
                 Fair
                 Worke
              
               of
               the
               Creation
               .
               Thus
               we
               delight
               also
               to
               see
               how
               pleasantly
               the
               Sea
               Lookes
               in
               a
               Calme
               ,
               and
               Clear
               Day
               :
               thus
               we
               Admire
               the
               Heavens
               ,
               the
               Stars
               ,
               the
               Sun
               ,
               and
               the
               Moon
               .
               What
               ,
               doth
               any
               of
               these
               Peculiarly
               appertain
               to
               the
               ?
               darest
               thou
               to
               Boast
               thy selfe
               in
               the
               Brightness
               of
               the
               Heavens
               ?
               Art
               thou
               Adorn'd
               with
               the
               Various
               Colours
               ,
               of
               the
               Flowers
               ,
               that
               come
               forth
               in
               the
               Spring
               ,
               and
               the
               Begining
               of
               Summer
               ?
               Or
               are
               those
               Fruits
               Thine
               that
               come
               forth
               so
               plenteously
               in
               their
               Seasons
               ?
               why
               art
               thou
               ravisht
               with
               vain
               Joyes
               ?
               why
               dost
               thou
               embrace
               
                 External
                 things
              
               ,
               as
               if
               they
               were
               
                 Thine
                 own
              
               ?
               Fortune
               can
               never
               make
               that
               to
               be
               Thine
               ,
               which
               the
               Nature
               of
               Things
               has
               Alienated
               from
               thee
               .
               The
               Fruits
               of
               the
               Earth
               
               indeed
               are
               without
               all
               doubt
               for
               the
               Nourishment
               of
               
                 Living
                 Creatures
              
               But
               if
               thou
               wilt
               Satisfy
               thy
               Need
               ,
               which
               is
               all
               that
               Nature
               requires
               ,
               ther
               's
               no
               reason
               why
               thou
               shouldst
               desire
               that
               Fortune
               should
               make
               thee
               to
               Abound
               .
               For
               Nature
               is
               contented
               with
               a
               Few
               ,
               and
               with
               very
               small
               things
               :
               whose
               Fullness
               if
               thou
               wilt
               oppress
               with
               Superfluity
               ,
               that
               which
               thou
               dost
               Force
               upon
               her
               ,
               will
               become
               either
               Unpleasant
               ,
               or
               Hurtful
               .
               And
               dost
               thou
               think
               it
               a
               Brave
               thing
               to
               Shine
               in
               Rich
               Apparel
               ?
               which
               if
               it
               be
               pleasant
               to
               Looke
               on
               ,
               I
               shall
               commend
               the
               Matter
               of
               which
               it
               is
               Made
               ,
               or
               the
               Wit
               of
               him
               ,
               that
               Made
               it
               .
               Art
               thou
               Happy
               in
               that
               thou
               hast
               a
               long
               Train
               of
               Servants
               to
               wait
               on
               thee
               ?
               who
               ,
               if
               they
               be
               Vitious
               ,
               are
               a
               Burthen
               to
               the
               House
               ,
               and
               a
               Plague
               to
               their
               Master
               :
               But
               suppose
               them
               to
               be
               Vertuous
               ,
               how
               can
               it
               be
               that
               the
               Goodness
               ,
               and
               Vertue
               of
               other
               men
               should
               be
               reckon'd
               amongst
               Thy
               Goods
               ?
               By
               all
               that
               we
               have
               spoken
               it
               is
               clearly
               prov'd
               that
               not
               one
               of
               those
               things
               which
               thou
               accountest
               to
               be
               
                 Thy
                 Goods
              
               is
               
                 Thy
                 Good
              
               indeed
               .
               In
               which
               things
               if
               there
               be
               not
               any
               Beauty
               to
               make
               
               them
               so
               Desireable
               ,
               what
               reason
               is
               there
               that
               thou
               shouldest
               either
               be
               Griev'd
               for
               the
               Loss
               ,
               or
               Delighted
               with
               the
               Possession
               of
               them
               ?
               If
               they
               are
               Fair
               ,
               and
               Beauteous
               in
               their
               own
               Nature
               ,
               what
               is
               that
               to
               Thee
               ?
               For
               upon
               this
               account
               they
               might
               be
               as
               Pleasing
               ,
               though
               thou
               couldest
               not
               pretend
               to
               have
               any
               particular
               Interest
               in
               them
               .
               For
               they
               do
               not
               therefore
               become
               Pretious
               ,
               or
               Valuable
               ,
               because
               they
               are
               a
               part
               of
               thy
               Riches
               ;
               but
               because
               they
               seemed
               to
               be
               Pretious
               thou
               didst
               desire
               to
               get
               them
               into
               thy
               Possession
               .
               But
               ,
               what
               would
               ye
               have
               ,
               that
               yee
               make
               so
               much
               adoe
               about
               the
               things
               that
               are
               in
               the
               power
               of
               Fortune
               ?
               I
               suppose
               ye
               would
               have
               such
               Plenty
               ,
               that
               yee
               might
               not
               stand
               in
               Need
               of
               any
               thing
               .
               But
               the
               case
               is
               quite
               contrary
               with
               you
               :
               For
               you
               have
               Need
               of
               more
               helps
               to
               keep
               the
               Riches
               ,
               you
               have
               gotten
               :
               And
               True
               it
               is
               ,
               that
               they
               stand
               in
               Need
               of
               Many
               things
               ,
               who
               have
               Many
               things
               in
               their
               Possession
               ;
               and
               on
               the
               contrary
               they
               Want
               very
               little
               ,
               who
               measure
               their
               Abundance
               by
               the
               Necessity
               of
               Nature
               ,
               not
               by
               the
               Superfluity
               of
               Ambition
               .
               But
               are
               you
               so
               void
               of
               any
               Proper
               ,
               
               and
               Internal
               Good
               ,
               that
               you
               should
               seeke
               Your
               Goods
               Without
               ,
               in
               things
               remote
               from
               Your
               own
               Nature
               ?
               Is
               the
               course
               of
               things
               so
               monstrously
               chang'd
               ,
               that
               a
               Living-Creature
               deserving
               to
               be
               esteemed
               as
               Divine
               upon
               the
               account
               of
               Reason
               ,
               should
               not
               seem
               unto
               himselfe
               to
               be
               shining
               ,
               and
               Illustrious
               ,
               but
               by
               the
               Possession
               of
               
                 things
                 without
                 Life
              
               ?
               And
               indeed
               other
               things
               are
               satisfyed
               with
               what
               they
               have
               in
               themselves
               :
               but
               you
               ,
               Creatures
               
                 Made
                 after
                 the
                 Image
                 of
              
               GOD
               ,
               would
               fain
               Adorn
               Your selves
               being
               of
               so
               Excellent
               a
               Nature
               ,
               with
               the
               Basest
               ,
               and
               Lowest
               things
               ;
               not
               considering
               how
               great
               an
               Injury
               ye
               do
               to
               Your
               Creator
               .
               For
               He
               would
               have
               Mankind
               to
               Excel
               All
               Earthly
               things
               ,
               but
               ye
               Advance
               the
               very
               Lowest
               of
               them
               Above
               Your
               own
               Dignity
               .
               For
               if
               it
               be
               a
               truth
               unquestionable
               that
               what
               ever
               is
               the
               Good
               of
               another
               thing
               ,
               is
               more
               Pretious
               than
               that
               thing
               ,
               whose
               Good
               it
               is
               ;
               sith
               ye
               conceit
               that
               such
               contemptible
               ,
               and
               unworthy
               things
               are
               
                 Your
                 Goods
              
               ,
               ye
               make
               your selves
               by
               your
               own
               Judgement
               to
               become
               Inferiour
               to
               them
               :
               and
               indeed
               ye
               deserve
               that
               so
               it
               should
               be
               .
               For
               such
               is
               the
               
               Nature
               of
               Man
               ,
               that
               then
               only
               he
               Excells
               all
               other
               Creatures
               ,
               when
               he
               Knowes
               Himselfe
               :
               but
               He
               becomes
               more
               Vile
               than
               the
               Beasts
               that
               Perish
               ,
               when
               he
               ceaseth
               to
               retein
               this
               Knowledge
               .
               For
               't
               is
               but
               the
               Nature
               of
               other
               Creatures
               here
               upon
               Earth
               ,
               Not
               to
               Know
               Themselves
               :
               but
               in
               Men
               't
               is
               Vice
               ,
               or
               the
               Corruption
               of
               their
               Nature
               .
               But
               how
               great
               is
               your
               Error
               ,
               who
               conceit
               that
               any
               thing
               can
               be
               Adorn'd
               with
               Ornaments
               that
               are
               not
               It
               's
               own
               .
               That
               cannot
               be
               .
               For
               if
               any
               thing
               looke
               Bright
               ,
               and
               Glorious
               with
               that
               which
               is
               put
               on
               it
               ,
               that
               which
               is
               put
               on
               ,
               is
               Praysed
               :
               but
               that
               which
               is
               cover'd
               therewith
               nevertheless
               remains
               in
               it's
               own
               Filth
               ,
               and
               vileness
               .
               I
               deny
               that
               any
               thing
               is
               Good
               ,
               which
               may
               become
               Hurtful
               to
               him
               that
               Possesseth
               it
               .
               Am
               I
               out
               in
               this
               ?
               No
               surely
               ,
               thou
               wilt
               say
               .
               But
               Riches
               have
               often
               been
               Hurtful
               to
               those
               that
               have
               had
               them
               ,
               sith
               every
               one
               that
               is
               extreamly
               Wicked
               ,
               and
               so
               the
               more
               Desirous
               of
               
                 External
                 things
              
               ,
               as
               Gold
               ,
               or
               Pretious
               Stones
               ,
               thinks
               him
               only
               ,
               who
               hath
               such
               things
               ,
               to
               be
               a
               most
               Worthy
               Person
               .
               Thou
               then
               who
               art
               now
               so
               sollicitous
               ,
               and
               fearful
               of
               the
               
               Spear
               ,
               and
               of
               the
               Sword
               ,
               if
               thou
               hadst
               enter'd
               into
               the
               Path
               of
               this
               Life
               with
               an
               Empty
               Purse
               thou
               mightest
               Sing
               in
               the
               presence
               of
               a
               Robber
               .
               O
               Blessedness
               of
               perishing
               Riches
               ,
               which
               when
               thou
               hast
               obtein'd
               thou
               ceasest
               to
               live
               in
               Safety
               !
            
          
           
             
               THE
               FIFTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               commendeth
               the
               former
               age
               ,
               which
               was
               free
               from
               covetousness
               .
            
             
               "
               O
               the'
               too
               happy
               fathers
               of
               old
               ,
            
             
               "
               Whose
               wealth
               was
               the
               plough
               ,
               and
               the
               fold
               !
            
             
               "
               Base
               Luxury
               ne're
               could
               destroy
               'um
               ,
            
             
               "
               Whose
               fare
               couldne're
               surfeit
               ,
               nor
               cloy
               '
               um
               .
            
             
               "
               An
               Akorn
               ,
               or
               Chesnut
               at
               best
            
             
               "
               With
               them
               was
               an
               excellent
               feast
               .
            
             
               "
               Sack
               ,
               and
               Sugar
               their
               throats
               ne'ver
               knew
               ,
            
             
               "
               Nor
               their
               backs
               the
               Tyrian
               hue
               .
            
             
               "
               On
               th'
               grass
               they
               found
               Innocent
               dreams
               ,
            
             
               "
               And
               Nectar
               in
               sweet
               sliding
               streams
               .
            
             
               "
               Then
               th'
               Pine
               served
               only
               for
               shade
               ,
            
             
               "
               And
               not
               for
               the
               Mariners
               trade
               .
            
             
               "
               The
               Chinoise
               had
               no
               traffick
               with
               Spain
            
             
             
               "
               For
               their
               trifles
               as
               strange
               ,
               and
               as
               vain
               .
            
             
               "
               Then
               men
               might
               sleep
               whole
               in
               their
               skins
            
             
               "
               Not
               affrighted
               with
               warlike
               Dins
               :
            
             
               "
               And
               America
               thought
               not
               upon
            
             
               "
               The
               greedy
               ,
               and
               merciless
               Don
               :
            
             
               "
               For
               who
               could
               have
               thought
               'em
               worth
               killing
               ,
            
             
               "
               When
               they
               had
               not
               one
               poore
               shilling
            
             
               "
               To
               pay
               for
               the
               wounds
               should
               be
               made
               ?
            
             
               
                 "
                 Then
                 Warr
                 was
                 a
                 pityful
                 trade
                 .
              
            
             
               "
               Would
               God
               that
               our
               Saints
               ,
               and
               Wise
               men
               ,
            
             
               "
               Would
               be
               but
               so
               Holy
               as
               Then
               !
            
             
               "
               But
               a
               Fire
               more
               Cruel
               than
               Hell
               ,
            
             
               "
               Love
               of
               Wealth
               ,
               is
               mixt
               with
               our
               Zele
               ;
            
             
               "
               Oh
               ,
               what
               was
               their
               bloudy
               Zele
               ,
               who
            
             
               "
               Sought
               out
               the
               long
               hidden
               Peru
               ,
            
             
               "
               And
               brought
               home
               that
               dangerous
               Ore
            
             
               "
               By
               the
               Murther
               of
               so
               many
               score
               ,
            
             
               "
               To
               make
               Pay
               for
               the
               Murthring
               of
               more
               ?
            
             
               
                 P.
                 G.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               SIXTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Of
               dignity
               and
               power
               .
            
             
               BUT
               what
               shall
               I
               say
               of
               Dignities
               ,
               and
               Power
               ,
               which
               you
               ,
               being
               Ignorant
               of
               the
               True
               Dignity
               ,
               and
               Power
               ,
               do
               so
               highly
               Extol
               ?
               If
               they
               fall
               to
               the
               lott
               of
               Wicked
               men
               ,
               what
               (a)
               Aetna
               with
               all
               the
               Flames
               ,
               it
               belcheth
               forth
               ;
               what
               Deluge
               that
               rageth
               never
               so
               horribly
               ,
               did
               ever
               make
               so
               great
               Desolation
               !
               Verily
               ,
               as
               I
               suppose
               thou
               dost
               remember
               ,
               the
               Government
               of
               Consuls
               ,
               which
               was
               the
               begining
               of
               the
               
                 Roman
                 Liberty
              
               ,
               for
               the
               Pride
               of
               Consuls
               ,
               your
               Ancestors
               had
               a
               desire
               to
               Abolish
               :
               who
               for
               the
               same
               Pride
               had
               formerly
               Banisht
               the
               Name
               of
               King
               out
               of
               the
               City
               .
               But
               if
               at
               any
               time
               ,
               which
               is
               very
               seldome
               ,
               Good
               men
               are
               invested
               with
               Power
               ,
               and
               Dignities
               ,
               what
               is
               there
               in
               them
               ,
               that
               may
               give
               any
               Satisfaction
               ,
               but
               the
               Vertue
               ,
               and
               Integrity
               of
               those
               that
               use
               them
               ?
               Thus
               it
               is
               that
               Honor
               doth
               not
               accrue
               to
               Vertue
               from
               Dignities
               ,
               but
               to
               Dignities
               
               from
               Vertue
               .
               But
               what
               kind
               of
               Power
               is
               that
               which
               you
               so
               Prayse
               ,
               and
               Desire
               ?
               Do
               you
               not
               consider
               ,
               O
               ye
               Earthly
               Creatures
               ,
               What
               Your selves
               are
               ,
               and
               What
               they
               are
               ,
               whom
               You
               are
               Set
               over
               ?
               For
               if
               amongst
               the
               Mise
               thou
               shouldst
               see
               one
               to
               assume
               to
               himselfe
               a
               Power
               over
               the
               rest
               ;
               wouldest
               thou
               not
               break
               forth
               into
               Laughter
               ?
               But
               if
               thou
               considerest
               the
               Body
               ,
               what
               canst
               thou
               conceive
               to
               be
               more
               Weak
               than
               Man
               ,
               whom
               a
               
                 Little
                 Fly
              
               may
               have
               strength
               enough
               to
               Destroy
               ?
               And
               in
               what
               respect
               can
               one
               Man
               be
               said
               to
               exercise
               his
               Force
               on
               another
               ,
               but
               only
               in
               respect
               of
               the
               Body
               ,
               and
               that
               which
               is
               beneath
               the
               Body
               ,
               I
               mean
               ,
               Fortune
               ?
               what
               canst
               thou
               Enforce
               upon
               a
               Soule
               that
               has
               Attein'd
               to
               it's
               proper
               Freedome
               ?
               canst
               thou
               remove
               a
               Mind
               settled
               upon
               the
               Firm
               Principles
               of
               Truth
               ,
               and
               Virtue
               ,
               from
               the
               State
               of
               Peace
               ,
               and
               Tranquillity
               ?
               When
               a
               (b)
               Tyrant
               thought
               by
               Torments
               to
               constrain
               a
               (c)
               Couragious
               Man
               ,
               to
               discover
               those
               who
               were
               Privy
               to
               a
               Conspiracy
               made
               against
               him
               ,
               he
               bi
               tt
               off
               his
               Tongue
               ,
               and
               
               Spit
               it
               in
               the
               Face
               of
               that
               Cruel
               Tyrant
               .
               Thus
               did
               that
               Wise
               man
               make
               those
               Pains
               the
               Opportunity
               of
               exercising
               his
               Fortitude
               ,
               whereby
               the
               Tyrant
               exercis'd
               his
               Cruelty
               .
               But
               what
               is
               there
               ,
               which
               any
               one
               can
               do
               against
               another
               ,
               which
               he
               may
               not
               suffer
               from
               another
               ?
               We
               have
               heard
               how
               (c)
               Busiris
               who
               was
               wont
               to
               Kill
               Strangers
               ,
               was
               Slain
               by
               Hercules
               ,
               a
               Stranger
               .
               Many
               Carthaginians
               had
               Regulus
               lay'd
               in
               Chains
               :
               but
               not
               long
               after
               He
               's
               Bound
               himselfe
               by
               those
               very
               men
               ,
               whom
               he
               had
               formerly
               Conquer'd
               .
               And
               dost
               thou
               think
               that
               such
               a
               Man
               hath
               any
               true
               Power
               ,
               who
               is
               not
               Able
               so
               to
               Defend
               himselfe
               ,
               that
               none
               shall
               Prevaile
               against
               him
               ,
               as
               he
               doth
               against
               others
               ?
               Moreover
               if
               there
               were
               any
               Natural
               ,
               and
               Proper
               Good
               in
               Dignities
               ,
               and
               Powers
               ,
               they
               could
               never
               be
               the
               Portion
               of
               Wicked
               men
               .
               For
               things
               so
               Repugnant
               will
               not
               be
               
                 Brought
                 together
              
               .
               Nature
               forbids
               that
               Contraries
               should
               be
               in
               one
               ,
               and
               the
               same
               Subject
               .
               Thus
               ,
               sith
               it
               is
               unquestionable
               that
               very
               often
               leud
               ,
               and
               Ungodly
               men
               have
               the
               management
               of
               Dignities
               ,
               't
               is
               also
               manifest
               (d)
               
               that
               these
               things
               are
               not
               Good
               in
               their
               own
               Nature
               ,
               which
               Adhere
               to
               Persons
               
                 so
                 void
                 of
                 Goodness
              
               .
               Which
               indeed
               we
               may
               Judge
               of
               all
               the
               Gifts
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               of
               which
               the
               most
               Wicked
               men
               in
               the
               World
               have
               the
               greatest
               share
               .
               Here
               let
               us
               also
               consider
               that
               no
               man
               doubteth
               but
               that
               he
               is
               Valiant
               ,
               in
               whom
               he
               seeth
               any
               Valour
               ,
               or
               Fortitude
               :
               and
               't
               is
               manifest
               that
               he
               is
               Swift
               and
               Active
               ,
               in
               whom
               there
               is
               Swiftness
               ,
               and
               Activity
               .
               Thus
               Musick
               makes
               
                 Musicians
                 ,
                 Physick
                 Physicians
                 ,
                 Rhetorick
                 Rhetoricians
                 .
              
               For
               the
               Nature
               of
               Every
               thing
               Acts
               according
               to
               it's
               Property
               ,
               nor
               doth
               it
               Mix
               it selfe
               with
               the
               Operations
               of
               
                 Contrary
                 things
              
               ,
               and
               it
               Drives
               away
               whatsoever
               is
               Repugnant
               thereunto
               .
               But
               neither
               can
               Riches
               extinguish
               the
               Desires
               of
               the
               
                 Covetous
                 man
              
               ;
               neither
               can
               Power
               make
               a
               man
               Able
               to
               Overcome
               Himselfe
               ,
               who
               is
               Bound
               ,
               with
               the
               Chains
               of
               his
               lusts
               .
               And
               Dignity
               confer'd
               on
               Persons
               of
               Base
               Inclinations
               doth
               not
               only
               not
               make
               them
               
                 Worthy
                 men
              
               ,
               but
               discovers
               them
               rather
               ,
               and
               shewes
               them
               to
               the
               World
               ,
               as
               such
               who
               deserve
               the
               greatest
               Scorn
               ,
               and
               Indignity
               .
               You
               take
               Pleasure
               to
               call
               Things
               by
               False
               ,
               
               and
               Improper
               Names
               ,
               which
               are
               easily
               confuted
               by
               the
               Effect
               of
               the
               Things
               themselves
               :
               Therefore
               neither
               can
               those
               Riches
               ,
               nor
               that
               Power
               ,
               and
               Dignity
               be
               Truly
               so
               Call'd
               .
               And
               we
               may
               conclude
               the
               same
               of
               all
               that
               comes
               from
               Fortune
               ,
               in
               which
               't
               is
               manifest
               ther
               's
               nothing
               that
               we
               should
               Absolutely
               Desire
               ,
               nothing
               of
               
                 Native
                 Goodness
              
               ,
               since
               it
               neither
               Joins
               it selfe
               allwayes
               to
               
                 Good
                 men
              
               ,
               nor
               doth
               it
               make
               those
               Good
               ,
               to
               whose
               lot
               it
               falls
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               SIXTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               declareth
               by
               the
               example
               of
               Nero
               ,
               that
               dignities
               or
               power
               ,
               do
               not
               make
               men
               better
               .
            
             
               HOw
               did
               (a)
               He
               wast
               with
               Fire
               ,
               and
               Sword
            
             
               The
               City
               ,
               and
               the
               Senators
               ,
            
             
               Who
               to
               his
               (b)
               Brother
               could
               Afford
            
             
               No
               Safety
               from
               his
               Bloudy
               Force
               !
            
             
               Who
               likewise
               his
               own
               (c)
               Mother
               Slew
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               in
               that
               Horrid
               Slaughter
               Joy'd
               ;
            
             
               He
               did
               Her
               Naked
               Body
               View
               ,
            
             
               And
               Prays'd
               the
               Beauty
               He
               Destroy'd
               !
            
             
               Yet
               This
               man
               did
               All
               Nations
               Sway
               :
            
             
               They
               trembled
               at
               his
               Dreadful
               Name
               .
            
             
               Could
               NERO'S
               Power
               make
               him
               Obey
            
             
               His
               Reason
               ,
               and
               his
               Fury
               Tame
               ?
            
             
               O
               Grievous
               Fate
               !
               Abiss
               of
               woe
               !
            
             
               What
               Poyson
               cann't
               ,
               the
               Sword
               must
               do
               !
            
          
        
         
           
             
               The
               SEVENTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Of
               glory
               .
            
             
               THEN
               quoth
               I
               ,
               Thou
               knowest
               that
               I
               have
               never
               been
               Enslav'd
               to
               the
               Desires
               of
               perishing
               things
               :
               but
               I
               was
               Desirous
               to
               have
               some
               Matter
               for
               my
               Virtue
               to
               worke
               on
               in
               Publick
               Affairs
               ,
               that
               it
               might
               be
               made
               Known
               to
               the
               World.
               This
               indeed
               ,
               saith
               she
               ,
               is
               one
               thing
               ,
               which
               some
               Generous
               Minds
               ,
               but
               such
               as
               have
               not
               yet
               attein'd
               to
               the
               highest
               pitch
               of
               Virtue
               ,
               may
               be
               much
               taken
               withall
               ,
               to
               wit
               ,
               the
               Glory
               or
               Fame
               that
               appertains
               to
               Persons
               that
               have
               Deserv'd
               
               well
               of
               the
               Common-Wealth
               :
               which
               Fame
               ,
               or
               Glory
               ,
               how
               small
               a
               thing
               it
               is
               ,
               and
               of
               no
               Importance
               at
               all
               ,
               thou
               mayst
               Understand
               thus
               :
               Thou
               hast
               learnt
               by
               Astronomical
               Demonstrations
               that
               All
               the
               Compass
               of
               the
               Earth
               is
               but
               as
               it
               were
               a
               Point
               ,
               or
               the
               
                 Least
                 thing
                 Imaginable
              
               in
               comparison
               of
               the
               large
               Space
               of
               the
               Heavens
               :
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               if
               it
               be
               compar'd
               to
               the
               greatness
               of
               the
               Celestial
               Globe
               ,
               it
               would
               be
               judg'd
               to
               have
               no
               Space
               at
               all
               .
               And
               of
               this
               so
               small
               a
               Region
               of
               the
               World
               't
               is
               about
               the
               Fourth
               Part
               as
               thou
               hast
               learnt
               from
               Ptolemy
               ,
               which
               is
               Inhabited
               by
               such
               Creatures
               ,
               which
               are
               known
               to
               us
               .
               If
               thou
               shalt
               substract
               from
               this
               Fourth
               Part
               what
               the
               Seas
               ▪
               and
               Marrises
               take
               up
               ,
               and
               the
               utmost
               Extent
               of
               the
               Dry
               Sands
               ,
               and
               Desarts
               ,
               there
               will
               be
               left
               but
               a
               very
               Narrow
               Space
               for
               the
               Habitations
               of
               Men.
               Being
               then
               Encompast
               ,
               and
               Shut
               up
               within
               the
               least
               Part
               of
               this
               Extream
               Little
               Part
               of
               the
               Vniverse
               ,
               do
               you
               Think
               of
               Enlarging
               your
               Fame
               ,
               and
               making
               your
               Name
               Great
               ?
               But
               what
               hath
               that
               Glory
               of
               Amplitude
               ,
               and
               Magnificence
               that
               is
               straitned
               with
               such
               Narrow
               Limits
               ?
               Moreover
               I
               
               would
               have
               thee
               to
               consider
               that
               in
               the
               Habitable
               Part
               of
               the
               World
               most
               Nations
               Differ
               very
               much
               one
               from
               another
               in
               their
               Language
               ,
               and
               in
               their
               Dispositions
               ,
               and
               their
               whole
               Kind
               of
               Life
               :
               so
               that
               by
               reason
               of
               the
               Difficulty
               of
               such
               Journeyes
               ,
               or
               Voiages
               ,
               and
               the
               Diversity
               of
               Languages
               ,
               and
               the
               want
               of
               all
               Traffick
               ,
               or
               Commerce
               ,
               not
               only
               the
               Fame
               of
               Particular
               Men
               ,
               but
               even
               of
               Great
               Cities
               may
               never
               come
               to
               some
               Nations
               .
               In
               the
               Daies
               of
               
                 Marcus
                 Tullius
              
               ,
               as
               he
               himselfe
               (a)
               somewhere
               shewes
               ,
               the
               Fame
               of
               the
               
                 Roman
                 Common-Wealth
              
               had
               not
               yet
               past
               beyond
               the
               Mountain
               (b)
               Caucasus
               ,
               and
               at
               that
               time
               Rome
               was
               so
               Great
               ,
               as
               to
               be
               a
               Terror
               even
               to
               the
               (c)
               Parthians
               ,
               and
               the
               other
               Nations
               therabout
               .
               And
               dost
               thou
               not
               see
               then
               how
               Narrow
               ,
               and
               Strait
               that
               Glory
               is
               ,
               which
               you
               labour
               to
               spread
               ,
               and
               dilate
               ?
               Shall
               the
               Glory
               of
               a
               Roman
               go
               thither
               where
               the
               Name
               of
               ROME
               could
               never
               arrive
               ?
               The
               Manners
               ,
               and
               Institutions
               of
               Divers
               Countries
               do
               not
               Agree
               ;
               so
               that
               what
               with
               some
               men
               deserveth
               Prayse
               ,
               
               with
               others
               is
               accounted
               worthy
               of
               the
               greatest
               Punishment
               .
               Hence
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               if
               any
               one
               delight
               to
               be
               Well
               spoken
               of
               ,
               it
               is
               in
               no
               wise
               convenient
               for
               him
               that
               his
               Name
               should
               be
               carryed
               to
               Many
               People
               .
               Therefore
               Every
               man
               must
               be
               contented
               with
               the
               Glory
               that
               is
               propagated
               amongst
               those
               ,
               who
               are
               Govern'd
               by
               the
               same
               Lawes
               with
               himselfe
               :
               and
               that
               Fame
               ,
               and
               Lasting
               Renown
               ,
               which
               they
               call
               Immortality
               ,
               shall
               be
               confin'd
               within
               the
               Limits
               of
               one
               Country
               .
               But
               how
               many
               Persons
               of
               great
               Eminency
               in
               their
               Time
               had
               their
               Names
               Omitted
               by
               the
               Historians
               of
               that
               Age
               !
               And
               what
               doth
               it
               profit
               a
               man
               to
               be
               mention'd
               in
               Histories
               ,
               which
               at
               length
               together
               with
               their
               Authors
               fall
               into
               Oblivion
               !
               But
               you
               seem
               to
               your selves
               to
               have
               gotten
               a
               kind
               of
               Immortality
               ,
               when
               you
               think
               that
               your
               Fame
               shall
               endure
               in
               the
               Generations
               to
               come
               .
               If
               thou
               dost
               but
               compare
               that
               Duration
               to
               Eternity
               ,
               thou
               wilt
               find
               that
               thou
               hast
               no
               cause
               to
               rejoyce
               in
               the
               Long
               Continuance
               of
               thy
               Name
               .
               For
               if
               we
               make
               comparison
               of
               One
               Moment
               with
               Ten
               Thousand
               Years
               ,
               because
               both
               Spaces
               
               have
               their
               Bounds
               ,
               it
               carries
               though
               but
               a
               little
               yet
               some
               Proportion
               therunto
               .
               But
               this
               Number
               of
               Years
               be
               it
               Multiplyed
               never
               so
               much
               ,
               can
               in
               no
               wise
               be
               compar'd
               to
               that
               Duration
               ,
               which
               shall
               never
               End.
               For
               between
               things
               Finite
               there
               is
               some
               Proportion
               ,
               but
               Infinite
               ,
               and
               Finite
               can
               never
               have
               any
               .
               Thus
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               the
               Fame
               which
               endures
               for
               never
               so
               long
               a
               Time
               ,
               in
               comparison
               of
               Eternity
               ,
               will
               not
               only
               appear
               to
               be
               very
               little
               ,
               but
               as
               nothing
               at
               all
               .
               But
               you
               care
               not
               to
               Do
               well
               ,
               unless
               for
               the
               Prayse
               of
               People
               ,
               and
               the
               empty
               noice
               of
               Vulgar
               Applause
               ,
               and
               disregarding
               the
               Excellency
               of
               your
               own
               Conscience
               ,
               and
               Vertue
               ,
               you
               expect
               your
               Reward
               from
               the
               Talk
               of
               others
               .
               Observe
               how
               Ingeniously
               a
               certain
               man
               reproves
               this
               kind
               of
               Folly.
               For
               when
               he
               saw
               a
               conceited
               Person
               ,
               that
               had
               through
               vain
               Glory
               assum'd
               to
               himselfe
               the
               False
               Name
               of
               a
               Philosopher
               ,
               to
               be
               assaulted
               with
               many
               sharpe
               Contumelies
               ,
               and
               Revilings
               ,
               and
               he
               had
               told
               him
               that
               now
               he
               should
               know
               him
               to
               be
               a
               Philosopher
               indeed
               ,
               if
               he
               would
               bear
               those
               Injuries
               with
               Meekness
               ,
               and
               Patience
               ;
               For
               
               a
               little
               while
               he
               tooke
               on
               him
               a
               kind
               of
               Patience
               ,
               and
               Boasting
               as
               it
               were
               in
               the
               Contumelies
               he
               had
               receiv'd
               ;
               Dost
               thou
               not
               understand
               at
               length
               ,
               sayth
               he
               ,
               that
               I
               am
               a
               Philosopher
               ?
               Then
               replyes
               the
               other
               very
               Bitingly
               ,
               I
               had
               understood
               it
               indeed
               ,
               if
               thou
               hadst
               held
               thy
               peace
               .
               But
               what
               is
               Fame
               to
               Excellent
               Men
               (
               for
               of
               such
               is
               our
               discourse
               )
               who
               seeke
               for
               Glory
               in
               the
               way
               of
               Virtue
               ;
               what
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               is
               Fame
               ,
               or
               the
               Glory
               of
               this
               present
               World
               to
               them
               ,
               when
               their
               Bodies
               return
               to
               the
               Dust
               ?
               For
               if
               Death
               seize
               on
               the
               
                 Whole
                 Man
              
               ,
               which
               my
               Doctrine
               will
               not
               suffer
               you
               to
               believe
               ,
               ther
               's
               no
               such
               thing
               ,
               as
               Glory
               :
               sith
               he
               who
               is
               said
               to
               be
               the
               Owner
               of
               it
               ,
               is
               depriv'd
               of
               his
               Being
               .
               But
               if
               the
               Soule
               that
               is
               cleansed
               from
               all
               Impurity
               ,
               being
               deliver'd
               from
               this
               Earthly
               Prison
               ,
               Ascendeth
               into
               Heaven
               ;
               will
               she
               not
               despise
               all
               that
               is
               done
               here
               upon
               Earth
               ,
               whilst
               she
               ,
               being
               an
               Inhabitant
               of
               Heaven
               ,
               rejoyceth
               that
               she
               is
               Exempted
               from
               all
               Earthly
               Concerns
               ?
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               SEVENTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Of
               the
               smalness
               and
               shortness
               of
               fame
               .
            
             
               WHoever
               thinks
               that
               Earthly
               Glory
               is
            
             
               The
               thing
               that
               brings
               true
               Bliss
               :
            
             
               Let
               him
               Comtemplate
               the
               Large
               Skye
               ,
               and
               see
            
             
               Earths
               small
               Capacity
               :
            
             
               Sith
               that
               such
               Narrow
               Space
               Exceeds
               his
               Fame
               ,
            
             
               Hee
               'll
               Blush
               at
               his
               Great
               name
               .
            
             
               Why
               do
               Proud
               Men
               in
               vain
               Desire
               to
               be
            
             
               Free'd
               from
               Mortality
               ?
            
             
               Though
               their
               Fame
               pass
               through
               People
               far
               ,
               and
               near
            
             
               And
               make
               Whole
               Nations
               hear
               ;
            
             
               And
               though
               their
               House
               toth
               '
               Highest
               Titles
               rises
               ,
            
             
               This
               Glory
               Death
               despises
               ;
            
             
               It
               spares
               not
               Humble
               Heads
               ,
               the
               Lofty
               neither
               ;
            
             
               Layes
               High
               ,
               and
               Low
               together
               .
            
             
               Where
               lye
               the
               Bones
               now
               of
               (a)
               Fabricius
               ?
            
             
               Wher
               's
               (b)
               Cato
               ,
               or
               (c)
               Brutus
               ?
            
             
               Some
               Letters
               after
               Death
               preserve
               their
               Fame
               ,
            
             
             
               That
               is
               ,
               Their
               
                 Empty
                 Name
              
               .
            
             
               But
               may
               we
               Know
               Men
               long
               since
               Dead
               ,
               and
               gone
            
             
               Because
               those
               Words
               are
               Known
               ?
            
             
               You
               surely
               (
               turn'd
               to
               Dust
               )
               we
               cannot
               Know
               ,
            
             
               Fame
               can't
               your
               Persons
               show
               .
            
             
               If
               you
               conceit
               that
               't
               is
               a
               Life
               to
               be
            
             
               Mention'd
               in
               History
               ,
            
             
               When
               Time
               deprives
               you
               of
               the
               
                 Peoples
                 Breath
              
               ,
            
             
               That
               is
               a
               
                 Second
                 Death
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               The
               EIGHTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Adversity
               more
               profitable
               than
               prosperity
               .
            
             
               BUT
               that
               thou
               mayst
               not
               think
               me
               to
               be
               an
               Irreconcileable
               Enemy
               to
               Fortune
               ,
               Ther
               's
               a
               Time
               when
               she
               deserveth
               well
               of
               men
               ,
               though
               she
               be
               so
               Deceitful
               .
               To
               wit
               ,
               Then
               ,
               when
               she
               shewes
               Her selfe
               ,
               and
               discovers
               what
               Disposition
               she
               is
               of
               .
               Perhaps
               thou
               dost
               not
               yet
               understand
               what
               I
               mean.
               That
               which
               I
               vehemently
               desire
               to
               tell
               thee
               is
               a
               Wonderful
               thing
               ,
               so
               that
               I
               have
               much
               adoe
               to
               fit
               Words
               to
               the
               Thoughts
               I
               have
               of
               it
               .
               For
               I
               Judge
               that
               
                 Adverse
                 Fortune
              
               is
               
               more
               Profitable
               for
               Men
               ,
               than
               Prosperity
               .
               For
               the
               one
               allwayes
               cheats
               us
               with
               the
               empty
               shew
               of
               Felicity
               ,
               whilst
               she
               seems
               to
               be
               very
               Kind
               :
               the
               other
               is
               allwayes
               True
               to
               us
               ,
               whilst
               by
               her
               Change
               she
               demonstrates
               her
               Instability
               .
               The
               one
               Deceives
               ,
               the
               other
               Teaches
               ,
               and
               Instructs
               us
               :
               the
               one
               Fetters
               the
               Minds
               of
               those
               that
               Enjoy
               it
               with
               the
               Allurements
               of
               False
               Goods
               ;
               the
               other
               sets
               them
               at
               Liberty
               ,
               by
               making
               them
               to
               understand
               the
               Vanity
               of
               all
               Earthly
               Happiness
               .
               Therefore
               thou
               mayst
               observe
               that
               the
               one
               is
               Windy
               ,
               Loose
               ,
               and
               allwayes
               void
               of
               the
               Knowledge
               of
               her selfe
               :
               the
               other
               is
               Sober
               ,
               Strict
               ,
               and
               encreasing
               in
               Prudence
               ,
               by
               the
               most
               profound
               Exercise
               of
               Wisedome
               ,
               in
               the
               Conquest
               of
               All
               Perturbations
               .
               Lastly
               Prosperity
               enticeth
               men
               ,
               and
               drawes
               them
               away
               from
               the
               
                 True
                 Good
                 :
                 Adversity
              
               drawes
               them
               back
               to
               it
               ,
               as
               it
               were
               ,
               with
               an
               Hooke
               .
               And
               dost
               thou
               think
               this
               but
               a
               small
               thing
               that
               this
               Sharpe
               ,
               this
               Horrible
               Fortune
               makes
               thee
               Know
               who
               are
               thy
               Faithful
               Friends
               :
               she
               hath
               Distinguisht
               the
               Certain
               ,
               and
               Doubtful
               Countenances
               of
               thy
               Companions
               :
               At
               her
               Departure
               she
               
               carryed
               Her
               own
               Friends
               away
               with
               her
               ,
               Thine
               she
               hath
               left
               with
               Thee
               .
               At
               how
               high
               a
               rate
               wouldest
               thou
               have
               purchac'd
               this
               ,
               when
               thou
               seemedst
               to
               thy selfe
               to
               be
               a
               Fortunate
               Man
               ?
               Cease
               now
               to
               looke
               any
               longer
               after
               the
               Riches
               ,
               thou
               hast
               Lost
               :
               thou
               hast
               found
               the
               most
               Pretious
               Kind
               of
               Wealth
               ,
               viz.
               True
               Friends
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               EIGHTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               praiseth
               true
               love
               and
               friendship
               .
            
             
               THat
               the
               World
               so
               Constant
               is
            
             
               In
               Alternate
               Variety
               ,
            
             
               That
               so
               many
               Contraries
            
             
               Observe
               their
               League
               so
               Faithfully
               ,
            
             
               That
               the
               Sweet
               Day
               ,
               Queen
               of
               Light
               ,
            
             
               Sol
               in
               his
               Golden
               Chariot
               Drawes
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               (a)
               Hesperus
               brings
               Night
               ,
            
             
               That
               Night
               is
               Rul'd
               by
               (b)
               Phaebes
               Lawes
               ,
            
             
               That
               the
               greedy
               Sea's
               restrain'd
            
             
               Least
               it
               's
               proud
               Waves
               should
               seiz
               the
               Land
               :
            
             
             
               Things
               thus
               to
               each
               other
               Chain'd
            
             
               Are
               held
               by
               LOVES
               Almighty
               Hand
            
             
               Who
               Rules
               the
               Heav'ns
               ,
               Earth
               ,
               and
               Seas
               .
            
             
               If
               He
               let
               goe
               the
               Reins
               ,
               they
               run
            
             
               Straight
               from
               the
               safe
               way
               of
               Peace
               ,
            
             
               And
               Perish
               by
               Dissention
               .
            
             
               He
               keeps
               Men
               in
               Vnity
               ,
            
             
               He
               Joyns
               in
               League
               far
               Distant
               Lands
               :
            
             
               He
               confirms
               by
               Chastity
            
             
               The
               Sacred
               Force
               of
               Nuptial
               Bands
               :
            
             
               He
               shewes
               True
               Friends
               how
               to
               prove
            
             
               That
               
                 To
                 Love
              
               is
               the
               Greatest
               Gain
               .
            
             
               Happy
               Men
               ,
               if
               that
               same
               LOVE
            
             
               Which
               Raigns
               in
               Heav'n
               did
               in
               You
               Raign
               !
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           THE
           THIRD
           BOOK
           OF
           THE
           Consolation
           of
           Philosophy
           .
        
         
           
             
               The
               FIRST
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               promiseth
               to
               explicate
               true
               felicity
               .
            
             
               SHE
               had
               now
               ended
               her
               Song
               ,
               when
               the
               Sweetness
               of
               the
               Verse
               had
               fixed
               me
               in
               the
               deepest
               Attention
               .
               Therefore
               after
               a
               short
               pause
               thus
               I
               spake
               :
               O
               Soveraign
               Consolation
               of
               wearied
               Minds
               ,
               how
               much
               hast
               thou
               refreshed
               me
               both
               with
               the
               weight
               ,
               and
               importance
               of
               the
               Sense
               of
               this
               Excellent
               Song
               ,
               and
               the
               pleasantness
               of
               it's
               Aire
               !
               so
               that
               for
               the
               future
               I
               shall
               not
               looke
               on
               my selfe
               ,
               as
               one
               that
               wanteth
               strength
               to
               grapple
               
               with
               any
               kind
               of
               Fortune
               .
               Therefore
               I
               am
               not
               only
               not
               afraid
               of
               those
               Remedies
               ,
               which
               thou
               saidst
               were
               somewhat
               more
               Sharpe
               ,
               and
               piercing
               ,
               but
               I
               vehemently
               desire
               that
               thou
               wouldest
               impart
               them
               unto
               me
               .
               Then
               quoth
               she
               ,
               I
               Thought
               so
               ,
               when
               thou
               didst
               so
               greedily
               receive
               my
               words
               in
               such
               profound
               Silence
               ,
               and
               with
               such
               earnest
               Attention
               ;
               and
               I
               expected
               that
               thou
               shouldest
               have
               this
               Temper
               ,
               and
               Disposition
               of
               Mind
               ,
               or
               (
               which
               indeed
               is
               rather
               the
               very
               truth
               )
               I
               wrought
               it
               in
               thee
               .
               Such
               are
               the
               things
               ,
               that
               remain
               to
               be
               spoken
               of
               ,
               that
               when
               first
               we
               do
               but
               touch
               them
               with
               our
               Tongue
               ,
               they
               are
               very
               Tart
               ,
               and
               Biting
               ,
               but
               being
               receiv'd
               ,
               and
               swallow'd
               down
               ,
               they
               become
               exceeding
               Sweet
               ,
               and
               Delightsome
               .
               But
               since
               thou
               sayst
               thou
               art
               so
               desirous
               to
               hear
               what
               I
               have
               to
               say
               ,
               how
               wouldest
               thou
               be
               Enflam'd
               if
               thou
               didst
               understand
               whither
               I
               design
               to
               Conduct
               thee
               ?
               Whither
               quoth
               I
               ?
               To
               True
               Felicity
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               which
               thy
               Mind
               apprehends
               as
               it
               were
               in
               a
               Dream
               ;
               but
               it
               's
               Sight
               being
               employ'd
               about
               Images
               ,
               and
               Phantasms
               ,
               it
               cannot
               have
               any
               clear
               Prospect
               therof
               .
               Then
               
               quoth
               I
               :
               Do
               ,
               I
               pray
               thee
               ,
               as
               thou
               hast
               said
               ,
               and
               shew
               without
               delay
               what
               is
               that
               True
               Felicity
               .
               I
               will
               do
               it
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               most
               willingly
               :
               but
               first
               I
               will
               lay
               down
               in
               plain
               words
               that
               State
               ,
               and
               Condition
               with
               which
               thou
               art
               most
               acquainted
               ,
               that
               casting
               thine
               Eye
               the
               other
               way
               ,
               thou
               mayst
               clearly
               Discern
               the
               Nature
               of
               True
               Happiness
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               FIRST
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               False
               felicity
               must
               be
               forsaken
               ,
               that
               true
               happiness
               may
               be
               embraced
               .
            
             
               WHoso
               will
               sow
               his
               ground
               first
               he
               (
               free
               ,
            
             
               That
               ground
               from
               Stons
               ,
               and
               Thorns
               must
            
             
               That
               Ceres
               may
            
             
               Find
               a
               plain
               way
               .
            
             
               Most
               sweet's
               the
               Hony
               ,
               that
               comes
               next
            
             
               When
               Tasts
               unpleasant
               have
               us
               vext
               .
            
             
               We
               Joy
               to
               see
               the
               Stars
               Appear
            
             
               When
               Wind
               ,
               and
               Rain
               have
               left
               the
               Aire
               .
            
             
               How
               Lovely
               is
               the
               Youthful
               Day
               ,
            
             
               When
               Lucifer
               hath
               chac'd
               away
            
             
               The
               dismal
               Shades
               !
               Thou
               ,
               whose
               dull
               Eye
            
             
             
               Could
               never
               yet
               True
               Good
               descry
               ,
            
             
               Lift
               up
               thine
               Head
               :
               thine
               Eye-sight
               shall
               be
               clear
               ,
            
             
               And
               thou
               shalt
               see
            
             
               That
               Instantly
               ,
            
             
               To
               him
               that
               Seeks
               for
               Truth
               ,
               Truth
               shall
               Appear
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               The
               SECOND
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               How
               all
               men
               desire
               happiness
               ,
               but
               many
               mistake
               it
               .
            
             
               THEN
               with
               a
               stedfast
               Looke
               ,
               recollecting
               all
               her
               Thoughts
               into
               the
               depth
               of
               her
               Mind
               thus
               she
               began
               :
               All
               the
               Care
               of
               Mortals
               ,
               which
               is
               exercis'd
               in
               the
               labour
               of
               various
               Studies
               ,
               and
               Designs
               ,
               Proceeds
               in
               Divers
               wayes
               ;
               but
               yet
               it
               Tends
               to
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               same
               End
               ,
               viz.
               to
               True
               Happiness
               .
               And
               that
               is
               such
               a
               GOOD
               ,
               which
               when
               any
               man
               ,
               hath
               Attein'd
               unto
               ,
               his
               Desires
               can
               go
               no
               further
               .
               Which
               indeed
               is
               the
               Chiefe
               ,
               and
               Soveraign
               of
               All
               Good
               things
               ,
               and
               conteineth
               in
               itselfe
               All
               the
               Good
               that
               is
               ,
               or
               ever
               can
               be
               .
               To
               which
               if
               any
               thing
               were
               wanting
               ,
               It
               could
               not
               be
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 
                 Good
              
               ,
               because
               some
               thing
               would
               be
               left
               our
               of
               it
               ,
               which
               migh
               be
               Wisht
               or
               Desir'd
               .
               'T
               is
               manifest
               therefore
               that
               Bliss
               ,
               or
               True
               Happiness
               is
               a
               Perfect
               State
               consisting
               in
               the
               Collection
               of
               All
               Good
               things
               into
               One.
               This
               State
               ,
               as
               we
               have
               said
               ,
               All
               men
               desire
               to
               Attein
               unto
               by
               Divers
               wayes
               or
               Means
               :
               For
               there
               is
               Naturally
               in
               the
               Minds
               of
               Men
               a
               Desire
               of
               the
               
                 True
                 Good
              
               ,
               but
               Error
               draws
               them
               aside
               to
               things
               that
               have
               but
               the
               meer
               Shew
               ,
               or
               Appearance
               of
               Good.
               Some
               there
               are
               who
               believing
               that
               it
               is
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               ,
               to
               want
               nothing
               ▪
               endeavour
               with
               all
               their
               strength
               to
               Heap
               up
               Riches
               :
               but
               others
               ,
               judging
               that
               to
               be
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               ,
               which
               is
               most
               worthy
               of
               Veneration
               ,
               endeavour
               by
               the
               getting
               of
               Honors
               ,
               or
               Illustrious
               Titles
               ,
               to
               render
               themselves
               Venerable
               to
               their
               own
               Country-men
               .
               Others
               there
               are
               that
               hold
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               to
               consist
               in
               the
               Greatest
               Power
               ,
               or
               Dominion
               .
               These
               men
               would
               either
               Raign
               themselves
               ,
               or
               they
               endeavour
               to
               be
               Next
               to
               Him
               that
               holdeth
               the
               Scepter
               .
               And
               it
               seemeth
               to
               others
               that
               Glory
               ,
               or
               Renown
               is
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good.
              
               These
               make
               all
               possible
               speed
               to
               get
               a
               Glorious
               
               Name
               by
               the
               Arts
               of
               War
               ,
               or
               Peace
               .
               But
               the
               greatest
               Number
               of
               men
               measure
               the
               Fruit
               of
               Good
               by
               Joy
               ,
               and
               Mirth
               .
               These
               think
               it
               the
               most
               Happy
               State
               to
               overflow
               with
               Pleasure
               .
               And
               some
               there
               are
               that
               exchange
               the
               Ends
               ,
               and
               Causes
               of
               these
               
                 Goods
                 (
                 viz.
              
               why
               they
               Desire
               them
               )
               one
               for
               another
               :
               as
               they
               ,
               who
               desire
               Riches
               that
               they
               may
               attein
               to
               Power
               ,
               and
               Dignities
               ,
               and
               have
               all
               the
               Means
               of
               enjoying
               such
               Carnal
               Pleasures
               ,
               to
               which
               they
               are
               most
               inclin'd
               :
               or
               they
               ,
               who
               would
               fain
               be
               in
               Power
               that
               they
               may
               get
               Money
               ,
               or
               a
               Great
               Name
               .
               To
               these
               ,
               and
               such
               like
               things
               is
               the
               Bent
               ,
               or
               Intention
               of
               Humane
               Actions
               and
               Desires
               :
               Nobility
               ,
               and
               the
               Favour
               of
               the
               People
               seem
               to
               procure
               an
               Illustrious
               Name
               :
               A
               Wife
               and
               Children
               are
               desir'd
               for
               the
               Pleasure
               ,
               and
               Delight
               men
               hope
               to
               receive
               from
               them
               .
               But
               as
               for
               Friends
               ,
               which
               are
               the
               most
               Sacred
               kind
               of
               Goods
               we
               do
               not
               judge
               of
               them
               as
               apperteining
               to
               Fortune
               ,
               but
               to
               Virtue
               .
               But
               now
               't
               is
               easy
               to
               apprehend
               how
               the
               Goods
               of
               the
               Body
               are
               refer'd
               to
               the
               things
               above
               mention'd
               .
               For
               Strength
               ,
               and
               Greatness
               of
               Body
               seem
               to
               make
               us
               capable
               of
               the
               
               most
               Manlike
               Exercise
               ;
               Beauty
               ,
               and
               Activity
               bring
               large
               Prayses
               ;
               Health
               fits
               a
               man
               for
               the
               Pleasures
               of
               the
               Body
               .
               By
               All
               these
               things
               't
               is
               manifest
               that
               True
               Happiness
               is
               that
               which
               men
               Chiefly
               ,
               and
               Principally
               Aim
               at
               .
               For
               that
               which
               every
               man
               desireth
               before
               all
               other
               things
               he
               judgeth
               to
               be
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good.
              
               But
               we
               have
               concluded
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               to
               be
               Bliss
               ,
               or
               True
               Happiness
               .
               Wherefore
               that
               State
               ,
               or
               Condition
               which
               every
               man
               desireth
               before
               all
               other
               things
               ,
               he
               judgeth
               to
               be
               his
               Bliss
               .
               Therefore
               thou
               hast
               now
               lay'd
               before
               thine
               Eyes
               allmost
               the
               whole
               Form
               ,
               or
               Model
               of
               Humane
               Felicity
               ,
               
                 Riches
                 ,
                 Honors
                 ,
                 Power
                 ,
                 Glory
                 ,
                 Pleasure
                 .
              
               Which
               things
               Epicurus
               considering
               severally
               ,
               and
               apart
               one
               from
               another
               ,
               he
               judged
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               to
               be
               Pleasure
               ,
               because
               all
               those
               other
               things
               seem
               to
               bring
               Pleasure
               ,
               and
               Delight
               to
               the
               Mind
               .
               But
               I
               return
               to
               the
               Studies
               ,
               and
               Endeavours
               of
               men
               :
               whose
               Mind
               notwithstanding
               ,
               though
               their
               Memory
               be
               so
               weake
               ,
               and
               dull
               ,
               strives
               to
               regain
               the
               Possession
               of
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               ,
               but
               it
               is
               like
               a
               
                 Drunken
                 man
              
               ,
               who
               Mistakes
               the
               Path
               that
               leadeth
               
               to
               his
               House
               .
               For
               what
               ,
               do
               they
               seem
               to
               be
               in
               an
               Error
               ,
               who
               would
               fain
               Arrive
               to
               such
               a
               State
               ,
               that
               they
               may
               no
               longer
               stand
               in
               need
               of
               any
               thing
               ?
               But
               there
               is
               nothing
               that
               so
               much
               perfects
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               as
               the
               Abundance
               of
               All
               Good
               things
               ,
               which
               wants
               not
               any
               thing
               foraign
               ,
               and
               Extrinsecal
               to
               it's
               own
               Nature
               ,
               and
               is
               in
               itselfe
               All-Sufficient
               .
               Are
               they
               mistaken
               who
               judge
               that
               the
               
                 Chiefe
                 Good
              
               is
               that
               ,
               which
               is
               most
               Worthy
               of
               Veneration
               ?
               In
               no
               wise
               .
               For
               that
               is
               not
               vile
               ,
               or
               contemptible
               ,
               to
               obtein
               which
               ,
               is
               the
               Aim
               ,
               and
               Intention
               of
               All
               Mankind
               .
               Is
               not
               Power
               to
               be
               reckon'd
               in
               the
               number
               of
               Good
               things
               ?
               what
               ?
               is
               that
               feeble
               and
               without
               strength
               ,
               which
               is
               unquestionably
               to
               be
               prefer'd
               before
               All
               things
               whatsoever
               ?
               Is
               Glory
               ,
               or
               Renown
               nothing-worth
               ?
               But
               it
               cannot
               be
               but
               that
               whatsoever
               is
               most
               Excellent
               should
               be
               also
               most
               Glorious
               .
               To
               what
               purpose
               should
               I
               say
               that
               True
               Happiness
               cannot
               be
               Anxious
               ,
               or
               Sad
               ,
               or
               Subject
               to
               any
               kind
               of
               Sorrowes
               ,
               and
               Perplexities
               ;
               sith
               in
               the
               least
               things
               That
               is
               Desir'd
               ,
               the
               Having
               and
               Enjoying
               whereof
               is
               Delightsome
               .
               For
               this
               reason
               
               do
               men
               Desire
               Riches
               ,
               Dignities
               ,
               Kingdomes
               ,
               Glory
               ,
               and
               Pleasures
               ,
               because
               they
               believe
               that
               by
               them
               they
               shall
               Attein
               a
               State
               Sufficient
               ,
               Venerable
               ,
               Powerful
               ,
               Illustrious
               ,
               and
               full
               of
               Pleasure
               ,
               and
               Delight
               .
               'T
               is
               GOOD
               therefore
               which
               men
               Aim
               at
               in
               their
               various
               Studies
               ,
               and
               Designs
               :
               the
               Force
               of
               Nature
               we
               may
               perceive
               in
               this
               ,
               that
               although
               the
               Opinions
               of
               men
               are
               so
               various
               ,
               and
               Disagreeing
               ,
               yet
               they
               all
               Consent
               in
               Choosing
               GOOD
               ,
               as
               the
               End
               of
               their
               Actions
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               SECOND
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               How
               nature
               cannot
               be
               wholly
               changed
               .
            
             
               "
               HOw
               the
               strict
               Reins
               ,
               of
               all
               things
               guided
               are
            
             
               "
               By
               powerful
               Nature
               ,
               as
               the
               chiefest
               cause
               ,
            
             
               "
               And
               how
               she
               keeps
               with
               a
               foreseeing
               care
            
             
               "
               The
               spacious
               World
               in
               order
               by
               her
               lawes
               ,
            
             
               "
               And
               to
               sure
               knots
               ,
               which
               nothing
               can
               unty
               ,
            
             
               "
               By
               her
               strong
               hand
               all
               Earthly
               motions
               draws
               :
            
             
               "
               To
               shew
               all
               this
               we
               purpose
               now
               to
               try
            
             
               "
               Our
               pleasing
               Verses
               ,
               and
               our
               Musick
               's
               sound
               .
            
             
               "
               Although
               the
               Lybian
               Lions
               often
               lie
            
             
             
               "
               Gentle
               ,
               and
               tame
               in
               willing
               fetters
               bound
               ,
            
             
               "
               And
               fearing
               their
               incensed
               masters
               wrath
            
             
               "
               With
               patient
               lookes
               endure
               each
               blow
               ,
               and
               wound
               :
            
             
               "
               Yet
               if
               their
               jawes
               they
               once
               in
               bloud
               do
               bathe
               ,
            
             
               "
               They
               gaining
               courage
               with
               fierce
               noyse
               awake
            
             
               "
               The
               force
               ,
               which
               Nature
               in
               them
               seated
               hath
            
             
               "
               And
               from
               their
               necks
               the
               broken
               chains
               do
               shake
               ;
            
             
               "
               Then
               he
               who
               once
               thought
               he
               had
               made
               them
               tame
            
             
               "
               Falls
               the
               first
               prey
               unto
               their
               raging
               flame
               .
            
             
               "
               The
               Bird
               shut
               up
               in
               an
               unpleasing
               cage
            
             
               "
               Which
               on
               the
               lofty
               Trees
               did
               lately
               sing
               ,
            
             
               "
               Though
               men
               her
               want
               of
               freedome
               to
               asswage
               ,
            
             
               "
               Should
               unto
               her
               with
               careful
               labour
               bring
            
             
               "
               The
               sweetest
               meats
               ,
               which
               they
               can
               best
               devise
               :
            
             
               "
               Yet
               when
               on
               tops
               of
               houses
               fluttering
            
             
               "
               The
               pleasing
               shadowes
               of
               the
               groves
               she
               spies
               ,
            
             
               "
               Her
               hated
               food
               she
               scatters
               with
               her
               feet
               ,
            
             
               "
               And
               discontented
               to
               the
               woods
               she
               flies
               ,
            
             
               "
               And
               there
               delights
               to
               tune
               her
               accents
               sweet
               .
            
             
               "
               When
               some
               strong
               hand
               doth
               tender
               plant
               constrain
            
             
               "
               With
               his
               debased
               top
               the
               ground
               to
               meete
               ,
            
             
               "
               If
               it
               let
               goe
               ,
               the
               crooked
               twigg
               again
            
             
               "
               Vp
               toward
               Heav'n
               ti
               selfe
               it
               streight
               doth
               raise
               .
            
             
               "
               Phaebus
               doth
               fall
               into
               the
               Western
               main
               ,
            
             
               "
               Yet
               doth
               he
               back
               return
               by
               secret
               wayes
            
             
               "
               And
               to
               the
               East
               doth
               guide
               his
               Chariots
               race
               .
            
             
               "
               Each
               thing
               a
               certain
               course
               ,
               and
               Lawes
               obeyes
               ,
            
             
               "
               Striving
               to
               turn
               back
               to
               his
               proper
               place
               ;
            
             
               "
               Nor
               any
               settled
               order
               can
               be
               found
               ,
            
             
               "
               But
               that
               which
               doth
               within
               itselfe
               embrace
            
             
               "
               The
               birthes
               ,
               and
               ends
               of
               all
               things
               in
               around
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               THIRD
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               That
               true
               happiness
               consisteth
               not
               in
               riches
               .
            
             
               O
               Earthly
               Creatures
               ,
               ye
               have
               some
               kind
               of
               Perceivance
               of
               THAT
               from
               which
               you
               deriv'd
               your
               Being
               ,
               and
               of
               the
               END
               for
               which
               you
               were
               Made
               ,
               though
               it
               be
               very
               dull
               ,
               and
               confus'd
               as
               it
               were
               in
               a
               Dream
               ;
               and
               therefore
               the
               Aim
               ,
               or
               Intention
               of
               your
               Nature
               leadeth
               you
               to
               the
               
                 True
                 Good
              
               ,
               and
               many
               Errors
               carry
               you
               out
               of
               the
               way
               to
               It.
               For
               consider
               whether
               those
               things
               ,
               by
               which
               men
               think
               they
               shall
               Attein
               to
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               will
               ever
               bring
               them
               to
               the
               End
               they
               design
               ,
               and
               propose
               to
               themselves
               .
               For
               if
               Mony
               ,
               or
               Honors
               ,
               and
               those
               other
               things
               afore
               mentioned
               could
               put
               us
               into
               a
               Condition
               ,
               to
               which
               no
               Good
               thing
               could
               seem
               to
               be
               Wanting
               ,
               we
               would
               grant
               that
               a
               man
               might
               be
               Happy
               by
               the
               obteining
               of
               those
               things
               .
               If
               they
               cannot
               Performe
               that
               which
               they
               promise
               ,
               Wanting
               many
               Good
               things
               ,
               is
               it
               not
               manifest
               that
               they
               have
               but
               the
               False
               Shew
               of
               Felicity
               ?
               In
               the
               first
               
               place
               therefore
               I
               aske
               .
               Thee
               ,
               who
               not
               long
               since
               didst
               abound
               with
               Riches
               :
               In
               the
               midst
               of
               that
               Abundance
               didst
               thou
               never
               feele
               any
               Anguish
               ,
               or
               Disturbance
               of
               mind
               arising
               from
               a
               sense
               of
               the
               Injuries
               thou
               didst
               suffer
               ?
               I
               cannot
               remember
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               that
               I
               was
               ever
               in
               so
               comfortable
               a
               Condition
               ,
               but
               that
               I
               had
               allwayes
               some
               Trouble
               ,
               or
               other
               .
               And
               was
               it
               not
               either
               because
               somewhat
               was
               Wanting
               ,
               which
               thou
               wouldest
               not
               should
               be
               Wanting
               ;
               or
               that
               somewhat
               was
               Present
               ,
               which
               thou
               wouldest
               not
               should
               be
               Present
               ?
               This
               is
               the
               case
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               Therefore
               thou
               didst
               Desire
               to
               Have
               the
               one
               ,
               and
               to
               be
               Free'd
               from
               the
               other
               .
               'T
               is
               confest
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               But
               every
               man
               Lacketh
               that
               which
               he
               Desireth
               .
               He
               doth
               so
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               But
               whoso
               Lacketh
               any
               thing
               ,
               has
               he
               Attein'd
               to
               a
               State
               of
               Sufficiency
               ?
               In
               no
               wise
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               Therefore
               whilst
               thou
               didst
               most
               Abound
               with
               Riches
               ,
               didst
               thou
               sustein
               this
               Insufficiency
               ?
               what
               else
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ?
               Riches
               therefore
               cannot
               bring
               a
               man
               to
               such
               a
               State
               that
               he
               shall
               not
               stand
               in
               Need
               of
               any
               thing
               ;
               and
               it
               was
               this
               ,
               which
               they
               seem'd
               to
               Promise
               .
               But
               I
               think
               
               that
               this
               is
               most
               worthy
               of
               Consideration
               ;
               That
               Mony
               hath
               nothing
               in
               it's
               Nature
               of
               such
               Power
               ,
               and
               Efficacy
               ,
               that
               it
               may
               not
               be
               taken
               away
               from
               those
               that
               Possess
               it
               .
               I
               confess
               it
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               How
               shouldst
               thou
               not
               confess
               it
               ,
               sith
               we
               see
               it
               so
               frequently
               that
               the
               Possessors
               are
               depriv'd
               of
               their
               Wealth
               ?
               For
               what
               is
               the
               ground
               of
               so
               many
               complaints
               that
               are
               made
               before
               the
               Judges
               ,
               but
               that
               men
               endeavour
               to
               regain
               the
               Mony
               that
               hath
               been
               taken
               from
               them
               by
               Force
               ,
               or
               by
               Fraud
               ?
               'T
               is
               so
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               Every
               man
               therefore
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               will
               stand
               in
               Need
               of
               some
               Aid
               from
               without
               ,
               by
               which
               he
               may
               Possess
               his
               Mony
               in
               Safety
               .
               That
               cannot
               be
               deny'd
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               But
               he
               would
               have
               no
               Need
               of
               any
               such
               Aid
               ,
               or
               Assistance
               ,
               if
               he
               had
               no
               Mony
               that
               might
               be
               taken
               from
               him
               .
               That
               is
               unquestionable
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               The
               matter
               then
               falls
               out
               quite
               contrary
               to
               what
               vain
               men
               expect
               :
               for
               those
               Riches
               ,
               which
               were
               thought
               to
               make
               a
               man
               Sufficient
               ,
               render
               him
               the
               more
               Necessitous
               ,
               making
               him
               to
               stand
               in
               Need
               of
               such
               External
               Aid
               ,
               or
               Assistance
               ,
               which
               otherwise
               he
               might
               well
               be
               without
               .
               But
               
               how
               can
               Riches
               drive
               away
               Indigence
               ?
               Do
               not
               Rich
               men
               suffer
               Hunger
               ,
               and
               Thirst
               ?
               Do
               not
               the
               Limbs
               of
               Mony'd
               men
               feel
               Cold
               in
               the
               Winter
               ?
               But
               Rich
               men
               thou
               wilt
               say
               have
               wherewith
               they
               may
               Satisfy
               their
               Hunger
               ,
               wherewith
               they
               may
               Ease
               themselves
               of
               Thirst
               ,
               and
               Cold.
               But
               thus
               they
               may
               have
               some
               Consolation
               in
               their
               Indigence
               ,
               but
               they
               cannot
               be
               wholly
               free'd
               from
               it
               .
               Wherefore
               if
               Wealth
               cannot
               remove
               Indigence
               ,
               and
               doth
               in
               many
               respects
               encrease
               it
               ,
               can
               there
               be
               any
               reason
               that
               you
               should
               believe
               that
               all
               the
               Riches
               in
               the
               World
               can
               produce
               Sufficiency
               ?
            
          
           
             
               THE
               THIRD
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               How
               riches
               afflict
               their
               possessours
               in
               life
               ,
               and
               forsake
               them
               in
               death
               .
            
             
               THough
               he
               that
               Loves
               the
               World
               's
               vain
               Wealth
               had
               All
            
             
               The
               Gold
               that
               (a)
               Tagus
               yields
               ,
            
             
               And
               had
               an
               Hundred
               Oxen
               in
               his
               Stall
            
             
               To
               Plow
               his
               ample
               Fields
               :
            
             
             
               Yet
               whilst
               he
               lives
               Care
               would
               Bow
               down
               his
               Head
               :
            
             
               Nor
               would
               his
               Wealth
               Availe
               him
               when
               he
               's
               Dead
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               The
               FOURTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               That
               true
               happiness
               consisteth
               not
               in
               dignities
               .
            
             
               BUT
               Dignities
               render
               a
               man
               Venerable
               .
               Is
               there
               that
               Power
               ,
               and
               Efficacy
               in
               Magistracy
               ,
               or
               
                 Civil
                 Authority
              
               ,
               that
               it
               may
               engraft
               Virtue
               in
               the
               Minds
               of
               those
               that
               use
               it
               ,
               and
               drive
               away
               Vice
               ?
               But
               it
               is
               wont
               not
               to
               drive
               away
               Wickedness
               ,
               but
               rather
               to
               make
               it
               more
               conspicuous
               .
               Hence
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               ,
               that
               our
               Indignation
               is
               so
               often
               stir'd
               ,
               to
               see
               the
               most
               Wicked
               men
               invested
               with
               Power
               ,
               and
               Dignities
               .
               For
               which
               cause
               (a)
               Catullus
               calls
               (b)
               Nonius
               though
               sitting
               in
               the
               
                 Consuls
                 Chair
              
               (
               STRVMA
               )
               an
               Impostume
               .
               Seest
               thou
               not
               how
               great
               disgrace
               Dignities
               bring
               upon
               Persons
               of
               
               Base
               ,
               and
               Unworthy
               Dispositions
               ?
               But
               their
               Unworthiness
               would
               less
               appear
               ,
               if
               they
               had
               no
               Honors
               to
               make
               them
               Eminent
               .
               Couldst
               thou
               be
               so
               wrought
               on
               by
               so
               many
               Dangers
               ,
               as
               to
               be
               willing
               to
               bear
               Office
               with
               Decoratus
               ,
               when
               thou
               didst
               discover
               in
               him
               the
               Mind
               of
               a
               Base
               Fellow
               ,
               and
               an
               Accuser
               of
               Honest
               men
               ?
               But
               if
               thou
               shouldst
               see
               a
               man
               endued
               with
               Wisedome
               ,
               is
               it
               possible
               thou
               shouldst
               not
               think
               him
               Worthy
               either
               of
               Reverence
               ,
               or
               of
               the
               Wisedome
               with
               which
               he
               is
               endued
               ?
               'T
               is
               not
               possible
               .
               For
               Virtue
               has
               Dignity
               of
               it's
               own
               ,
               which
               it
               cannot
               but
               transfuse
               into
               those
               ,
               which
               Join
               themselves
               unto
               it
               .
               Which
               because
               Popular
               Honors
               cannot
               perform
               't
               is
               manifest
               they
               have
               not
               in
               them
               the
               Beauty
               of
               True
               Dignity
               .
               This
               ought
               to
               be
               very
               much
               thought
               on
               :
               for
               if
               every
               man
               be
               More
               Abject
               ,
               and
               Despicable
               for
               being
               Contemn'd
               by
               a
               Greater
               Number
               of
               Persons
               ,
               sith
               Dignity
               makes
               not
               Wicked
               men
               Reverend
               ,
               't
               is
               manifest
               that
               Shewing
               them
               to
               More
               People
               ;
               it
               makes
               them
               to
               be
               More
               Despis'd
               .
               But
               Wicked
               men
               are
               reveng'd
               on
               Dignities
               ,
               by
               Defiling
               them
               with
               their
               own
               Impurities
               ,
               
               by
               which
               they
               are
               so
               expos'd
               to
               Disgrace
               .
               And
               that
               thou
               mayst
               acknowledge
               that
               True
               Reverence
               cannot
               be
               obtein'd
               by
               these
               Shadowes
               of
               Dignity
               ;
               If
               any
               man
               that
               has
               been
               never
               so
               often
               Consul
               should
               come
               amongst
               Forraign
               Nations
               ,
               would
               his
               Honor
               render
               him
               Venerable
               to
               those
               Strange
               People
               ?
               But
               if
               it
               did
               appertain
               to
               the
               Nature
               of
               Dignities
               to
               make
               men
               Reverend
               or
               Venerable
               ,
               they
               would
               not
               cease
               to
               perform
               this
               Office
               in
               any
               Nation
               whatsoever
               .
               As
               Fire
               throughout
               the
               whole
               World
               never
               desists
               from
               it's
               Heat
               .
               But
               because
               this
               doth
               not
               appertain
               to
               their
               Nature
               ,
               but
               is
               fastned
               on
               them
               by
               the
               False
               Opinion
               of
               men
               ,
               they
               vanish
               presently
               ,
               when
               they
               come
               amongst
               those
               ,
               who
               do
               not
               esteem
               them
               to
               be
               Dignities
               .
               But
               this
               amongst
               Forraign
               Nations
               .
               But
               amongst
               those
               ,
               with
               whom
               they
               have
               their
               Begining
               ,
               do
               they
               allwayes
               Endure
               ?
               The
               Office
               of
               a
               Praetor
               was
               in
               Times
               past
               a
               Great
               Power
               ,
               but
               now
               it
               is
               but
               an
               empty
               Name
               .
               In
               Times
               past
               he
               that
               was
               to
               Provide
               Corn
               for
               the
               People
               was
               esteem'd
               to
               be
               a
               Great
               Man.
               Now
               what
               is
               more
               contemptible
               than
               such
               an
               Office
               ?
               For
               ,
               as
               I
               said
               a
               little
               
               before
               ,
               that
               which
               hath
               not
               any
               Beauty
               in
               it selfe
               ,
               hath
               sometimes
               a
               kind
               of
               Lustre
               ,
               sometimes
               none
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               Opinion
               of
               those
               that
               use
               it
               .
               If
               therefore
               Dignities
               cannot
               make
               men
               Venerable
               ,
               if
               when
               Wicked
               men
               are
               Invested
               with
               them
               ,
               they
               become
               Sordid
               ,
               and
               Odious
               ;
               if
               by
               the
               change
               of
               Times
               ,
               they
               lose
               their
               Splendor
               ;
               if
               by
               the
               estimation
               of
               People
               ,
               they
               become
               vile
               ,
               and
               nothing-worth
               ;
               what
               Beauty
               is
               in
               them
               that
               they
               should
               be
               Desir'd
               ?
               much
               less
               have
               they
               any
               to
               bestow
               on
               others
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               FOURTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               How
               Nero
               being
               most
               wicked
               ,
               was
               in
               greatest
               dignity
               .
            
             
               THough
               Nero
               vaunt
               his
               Royalty
            
             
               With
               Scarlet
               ,
               and
               with
               Pearles
               Adorn'd
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               in
               his
               Pompous
               Luxury
            
             
               Is
               He
               of
               all
               men
               loath'd
               ,
               and
               scorn'd
               .
            
             
               The
               
                 Consuls
                 Chairs
              
               (
               hereby
               Disgras'd
               )
               This
               man
            
             
               So
               full
               of
               Vice
               had
               in
               his
               own
               Dispose
               :
            
             
               Who
               then
               will
               ever
               think
               that
               Honor
               can
            
             
               Make
               Happy
               ,
               which
               so
               Vile
               a
               Wretch
               Bestowes
               ?
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               FIFTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Of
               Kings
               and
               their
               favorites
               .
            
             
               BUT
               may
               Kingdomes
               ,
               and
               the
               Favour
               of
               Kings
               make
               a
               man
               Powerful
               ?
               How
               not
               ,
               when
               their
               Felicity
               endures
               for
               ever
               ?
               But
               Antiquity
               is
               full
               of
               Examples
               ,
               and
               so
               is
               our
               present
               Age
               ,
               how
               the
               Felicity
               of
               Kings
               has
               been
               turn'd
               into
               Calamity
               .
               O
               glorious
               Power
               ,
               which
               proves
               so
               Unable
               to
               preserve
               itself
               !
               If
               the
               Power
               of
               Kingdomes
               be
               the
               Cause
               of
               Happiness
               ,
               doth
               it
               not
               lessen
               Felicity
               ,
               or
               bring
               in
               Misery
               ,
               if
               in
               any
               part
               it
               be
               Defective
               ?
               But
               although
               Humane
               Empires
               be
               stretcht
               never
               so
               wide
               ,
               Every
               King
               must
               acknowledge
               that
               there
               are
               many
               Nations
               without
               the
               compass
               of
               His
               Dominions
               .
               But
               where
               that
               Power
               can
               reach
               no
               further
               that
               makes
               men
               Happy
               ,
               there
               entreth
               that
               Want
               of
               Power
               which
               makes
               them
               Miserable
               .
               Thus
               Kings
               of
               necessity
               have
               a
               larger
               portion
               of
               Misery
               ,
               than
               of
               Felicity
               .
               A
               certain
               Tyrant
               ,
               that
               had
               experienc'd
               the
               Danger
               of
               his
               Estate
               ,
               set
               
               forth
               the
               Fears
               that
               are
               incident
               to
               Crowns
               ,
               and
               Scepters
               by
               the
               Terror
               of
               a
               Sword
               hanging
               over
               a
               mans
               Head.
               What
               kind
               of
               Power
               then
               shall
               we
               account
               this
               ,
               which
               cannot
               drive
               away
               the
               most
               Biting
               Care
               ,
               and
               Sollicitude
               ,
               which
               cannot
               avoid
               the
               continual
               Prickings
               of
               Dread
               and
               Horror
               ?
               They
               would
               fain
               live
               Securely
               ,
               but
               Cannot
               ,
               and
               yet
               they
               Boast
               of
               their
               Power
               .
               Dost
               thou
               judge
               that
               man
               to
               be
               Powerful
               ,
               whom
               thou
               seest
               so
               Unable
               to
               do
               what
               he
               would
               ?
               Dost
               thou
               judge
               him
               to
               be
               Powerful
               ,
               who
               is
               encompast
               with
               a
               Guard
               ?
               who
               is
               continually
               in
               fear
               of
               those
               ,
               whom
               he
               keeps
               in
               Awe
               ?
               who
               depends
               upon
               his
               Servants
               to
               make
               him
               seem
               to
               be
               Mighty
               ?
               For
               what
               shall
               I
               say
               of
               the
               Favourites
               of
               Kings
               ,
               sith
               I
               shew
               that
               the
               State
               of
               Kingdomes
               is
               so
               weake
               ,
               and
               tottering
               ?
               who
               sometimes
               Fall
               by
               the
               Displeasure
               of
               their
               Kings
               ,
               sometimes
               their
               Kings
               ,
               and
               themselves
               are
               involv'd
               in
               the
               same
               Ruine
               .
               Nero
               enforc'd
               his
               
                 Favorite
                 Seneca
              
               from
               whom
               he
               had
               receiv'd
               so
               many
               good
               Instructions
               ,
               to
               make
               choice
               of
               his
               own
               Death
               .
               Papinianus
               who
               had
               borne
               great
               sway
               a
               long
               time
               amongst
               the
               Courtiers
               Antoninus
               
               caus'd
               to
               be
               slain
               with
               the
               Swords
               of
               his
               Souldiers
               .
               But
               both
               these
               men
               would
               have
               relinquisht
               their
               Power
               :
               Seneca
               endeavour'd
               to
               deliver
               up
               all
               his
               Riches
               to
               Nero
               ,
               and
               to
               betake
               himselfe
               to
               a
               Retired
               Life
               .
               But
               whilst
               their
               Fall
               is
               hasten'd
               by
               their
               own
               Weight
               ,
               neither
               of
               them
               could
               accomplish
               his
               design
               .
               What
               shall
               we
               say
               then
               of
               such
               Power
               ,
               as
               this
               ,
               of
               which
               they
               are
               Afraid
               that
               have
               it
               ,
               and
               when
               thou
               wouldest
               retein
               it
               ,
               thou
               art
               not
               Safe
               ,
               when
               thou
               wouldest
               lay
               it
               aside
               ,
               thou
               knowest
               not
               how
               to
               be
               rid
               of
               it
               ?
               Canst
               thou
               expect
               Safety
               from
               such
               Friends
               ,
               whom
               Fortune
               not
               Virtue
               has
               given
               thee
               ?
               But
               that
               man
               whom
               Prosperity
               has
               made
               a
               Friend
               ,
               Adversity
               will
               make
               an
               Enemy
               .
               And
               what
               more
               pernicious
               plague
               can
               there
               be
               ,
               than
               an
               Enemy
               that
               has
               gotten
               into
               an
               Intimacy
               with
               us
               ?
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               FIFTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               True
               power
               consisteth
               in
               conquering
               our
               owne
               passions
               .
            
             
               HE
               that
               will
               Great
               ,
               and
               Powerful
               be
            
             
               Let
               him
               obtein
               the
               Victory
            
             
               Or'e
               the
               Fierce
               Motions
               of
               his
               Mind
               ,
            
             
               To
               Peace
               ,
               and
               Gen'rous
               Love
               Inclin'd
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               him
               Manfully
               Disdaign
            
             
               To
               yield
               his
               Neck
               to
               Cupids
               Chain
               .
            
             
               For
               though
               both
               th'
               Indies
               were
               His
               own
               ,
            
             
               And
               All
               the
               world
               Admir'd
               His
               Throne
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               't
               is
               not
               Power
               ,
               that
               Cannot
               Free
            
             
               The
               Mind
               from
               Black
               Anxiety
            
             
               Enlarging
               it
               from
               all
               Restraints
               ,
            
             
               And
               put
               an
               end
               to
               all
               Complaints
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               The
               SIXTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               That
               true
               happiness
               consisteth
               not
               in
               glory
               .
            
             
               BUT
               Glory
               ,
               many
               times
               how
               Deceitful
               ,
               and
               Base
               is
               it
               ?
               so
               that
               the
               Tragedian
               
               had
               just
               cause
               to
               cry
               out
               
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
              
               !
               
                 
                   O
                   Glory
                   ,
                   Glory
                   ,
                   thou
                   art
                   such
                   a
                   Cheat
                
                 
                   That
                   thousands
                   ,
                   who
                   are
                   Nought
                   by
                   thee
                   seem
                   Great
                   .
                
              
               For
               it
               often
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               Many
               men
               get
               a
               Great
               Name
               only
               by
               the
               False
               Opinions
               of
               the
               People
               ,
               than
               which
               what
               can
               we
               ever
               conceive
               to
               be
               more
               Base
               ,
               and
               Despicable
               ?
               For
               they
               who
               are
               Praysed
               without
               their
               Desert
               must
               needs
               Blush
               at
               their
               own
               Prayses
               .
               And
               if
               their
               Applause
               proceed
               from
               their
               Merits
               ,
               yet
               what
               can
               it
               Add
               to
               the
               Conscience
               of
               a
               Wise
               man
               ,
               who
               measures
               not
               
                 his
                 Good
              
               by
               the
               Rumour
               of
               the
               People
               ,
               but
               by
               the
               soundness
               ,
               and
               Integrity
               of
               his
               own
               Conscience
               ?
               If
               it
               seem
               a
               Brave
               thing
               to
               Spread
               ,
               and
               Enlarge
               a
               mans
               Name
               ;
               it
               followes
               that
               it
               must
               be
               judg'd
               a
               Base
               thing
               not
               to
               Enlarge
               it
               .
               But
               sith
               ,
               as
               I
               said
               a
               little
               before
               ,
               there
               must
               needs
               be
               Many
               Nations
               ,
               which
               the
               Fame
               of
               one
               man
               can
               never
               Extend
               unto
               ,
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               he
               whom
               thou
               esteemest
               to
               be
               Glorious
               ,
               in
               regard
               of
               the
               greatest
               part
               of
               the
               Earth
               ,
               is
               Obscure
               ,
               and
               Inglorious
               .
               Amongst
               these
               
               things
               I
               do
               not
               think
               the
               Favour
               of
               the
               People
               worthy
               to
               be
               mention'd
               ,
               which
               neither
               proceeds
               from
               Judgement
               ,
               nor
               ever
               becomes
               Firm
               ,
               and
               unalterable
               .
               And
               now
               who
               does
               not
               see
               that
               the
               Name
               of
               Nobility
               is
               vain
               ,
               and
               insignificant
               ?
               which
               if
               ye
               refer
               to
               Glory
               ,
               or
               Renown
               ,
               it
               must
               be
               consider'd
               that
               it
               is
               
                 not
                 Thine
                 own
              
               .
               For
               Nobility
               seems
               to
               be
               nothing
               else
               but
               the
               
                 Prayse
                 of
                 Ancestors
                 procur'd
                 by
                 their
                 Merits
                 .
              
               If
               it
               be
               Prayse
               that
               makes
               Renown
               ,
               or
               an
               
                 Illustrious
                 Name
              
               ,
               they
               must
               needs
               have
               the
               Renown
               ,
               who
               are
               the
               Persons
               Praysed
               .
               Wherefore
               the
               Renown
               of
               Others
               make
               Thee
               not
               Illustrious
               ,
               if
               thou
               shinest
               not
               with
               the
               Brightness
               of
               any
               Merit
               of
               Thine
               own
               .
               If
               there
               be
               any
               Good
               in
               Nobility
               ,
               I
               judge
               it
               to
               be
               only
               this
               ,
               that
               it
               seems
               
                 There
                 is
                 a
                 Necessity
                 impos'd
                 upon
                 those
                 that
                 are
                 Nobly
                 Born
                 not
                 to
                 Degenerate
                 from
                 the
                 Virtue
                 of
                 their
                 Ancestors
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               SIXTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               How
               all
               ,
               but
               wicked
               men
               ,
               are
               noble
               .
            
             
               ALl
               Sorts
               of
               Men
               from
               the
               same
               Stock
               arise
               ,
            
             
               All
               things
               have
               One
               Original
               :
            
             
               The
               Lord
               of
               Lords
               ,
               who
               Dwells
               Above
               the
               Skies
               ,
            
             
               Did
               make
               them
               ,
               and
               Preserves
               them
               All.
            
             
               Those
               Beams
               ,
               wherewith
               the
               Sun
               hath
               ever
               Shin'd
               ,
            
             
               He
               gave
               ,
               and
               on
               the
               Moon
               confers
            
             
               Those
               splendid
               Horns
               :
               and
               to
               the
               Earth
               Mankind
            
             
               He
               gave
               ,
               to
               th'
               Firmament
               the
               Stars
               .
            
             
               He
               did
               shut
               up
               within
               these
               Clods
               of
               Earth
            
             
               The
               Soules
               ,
               which
               He
               brought
               from
               on
               High.
            
             
               We
               see
               then
               that
               All
               Men
               derive
               their
               Birth
            
             
               From
               th'
               Only
               True
               NOBILITY
               .
            
             
               Why
               do
               you
               Boast
               of
               your
               Large
               Pedigree
               ?
            
             
               If
               men
               consider
               whence
               they
               came
               ,
            
             
               That
               their
               Descent
               is
               from
               the
               Deity
               ,
            
             
               None
               ought
               to
               suffer
               the
               least
               shame
               ,
            
             
               As
               if
               he
               were
               Ignobly
               Born
               ,
               sith
               All
            
             
               May
               boldly
               Call
            
             
               GOD
               Father
               ,
               but
               those
               ,
               who
               Deny
            
             
               That
               He
               is
               so
               By
               their
               Impiety
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               SEVENTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               That
               true
               happiness
               consisteth
               not
               in
               pleasure
               .
            
             
               BUT
               what
               shall
               I
               say
               of
               the
               Pleasures
               of
               the
               Body
               ,
               the
               Desire
               whereof
               is
               full
               of
               Anxiety
               ,
               the
               Full-filling
               of
               such
               Desire
               brings
               the
               greatest
               Anguish
               ,
               and
               Remorse
               ?
               what
               Grievous
               Diseases
               ,
               what
               intolerable
               Pains
               do
               those
               Pleasures
               bring
               to
               the
               Bodies
               of
               those
               that
               enjoy
               them
               ,
               as
               the
               Fruit
               of
               their
               Iniquity
               !
               What
               Joy
               may
               be
               had
               in
               such
               Motions
               ,
               as
               they
               call
               Pleasures
               ,
               I
               know
               not
               .
               But
               whosoever
               will
               remember
               Luxurious
               ,
               and
               Dissolute
               Practices
               ,
               shall
               understand
               that
               the
               Issues
               ,
               and
               Events
               of
               such
               impure
               Delectations
               are
               very
               Sad
               ,
               and
               deplorable
               .
               If
               such
               Motions
               of
               the
               Body
               could
               be
               the
               cause
               of
               Happiness
               ,
               there
               is
               no
               reason
               ,
               why
               Beasts
               also
               might
               not
               be
               said
               to
               be
               Happy
               ;
               sith
               their
               main
               Bent
               ,
               and
               Intention
               is
               to
               satisfy
               the
               Appetite
               of
               the
               Body
               .
               The
               Delight
               that
               ariseth
               from
               the
               Enjoyment
               of
               Wife
               and
               Children
               is
               indeed
               
               a
               most
               Honest
               ,
               and
               commendable
               thing
               :
               but
               it
               hath
               been
               said
               that
               a
               certain
               man
               ,
               I
               know
               not
               who
               ,
               found
               it
               was
               Natural
               to
               his
               Sons
               to
               
               Beat
               their
               Father
               .
               How
               Biting
               ,
               and
               vexatious
               the
               condition
               of
               Children
               is
               for
               the
               most
               part
               ,
               thou
               hast
               need
               to
               be
               Admonisht
               ,
               sith
               thou
               hast
               not
               had
               Experience
               thereof
               ,
               neither
               art
               thou
               at
               this
               time
               in
               any
               Anxiety
               upon
               that
               account
               .
               I
               approve
               the
               Judgement
               of
               my
               Euripides
               ,
               who
               said
               that
               he
               who
               hath
               no
               Children
               is
               Happy
               in
               his
               Misfortune
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               SEVENTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               That
               there
               is
               no
               pleasure
               without
               paine
               .
            
             
               THis
               't
               is
               ,
               that
               
                 Sensual
                 Pleasures
              
               do
            
             
               They
               make
               men
               Joy
               in
               their
               own
               Woe
               ,
            
             
               And
               like
               the
               Bee
               ,
               that
               soon
               takes
               wing
               ,
            
             
               Whoever
               sucks
               their
               Sweets
               ,
               they
               Sting
               ,
            
             
               And
               fill
               the
               Heart
               with
               Pains
               ,
               that
               last
               ,
            
             
               When
               all
               those
               foolish
               Joyes
               are
               past
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               EIGTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               How
               all
               temporal
               goods
               are
               mixed
               with
               evil
               ,
               and
               are
               small
               in
               themselves
               .
            
             
               IT
               cannot
               be
               doubted
               then
               ,
               but
               that
               These
               are
               not
               the
               right
               wayes
               to
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               neither
               can
               they
               bring
               any
               man
               thither
               ,
               whither
               they
               promise
               to
               bring
               him
               at
               last
               .
               But
               with
               what
               Mischiefs
               they
               abound
               I
               shall
               shew
               thee
               in
               a
               few
               words
               .
               For
               what
               !
               wilt
               thou
               endeavour
               to
               gather
               Riches
               ?
               thou
               must
               take
               them
               from
               him
               that
               hath
               them
               .
               Art
               thou
               Desirous
               of
               Dignities
               ?
               thou
               must
               make
               Supplication
               to
               such
               a
               one
               ,
               who
               can
               Bestow
               them
               ;
               and
               thou
               who
               strivest
               to
               go
               before
               others
               in
               Honor
               ,
               wilt
               become
               Vile
               ,
               and
               contemptible
               by
               shewing
               thy selfe
               to
               be
               a
               Person
               of
               so
               
                 Low
                 a
                 Spirit
              
               as
               to
               
                 Beg
                 for
                 it
              
               .
               Is
               it
               Power
               ,
               that
               thou
               wouldest
               have
               ?
               By
               the
               Treacheries
               of
               those
               whom
               thou
               keepst
               in
               Awe
               thou
               shalt
               be
               expos'd
               to
               many
               Dangers
               .
               Is
               it
               Glory
               that
               thou
               Aimest
               at
               ?
               thou
               shalt
               be
               hurried
               through
               all
               manner
               of
               Hardships
               ,
               and
               never
               
               be
               in
               Safety
               ▪
               wouldst
               thou
               lead
               a
               Voluptuous
               life
               ?
               but
               who
               does
               not
               scorn
               ,
               and
               despise
               one
               ,
               that
               is
               a
               Slave
               to
               that
               most
               vile
               ,
               and
               fraile
               thing
               ,
               the
               Body
               ?
               they
               that
               boast
               of
               the
               Goods
               of
               the
               Body
               ,
               how
               small
               ,
               how
               weak
               a
               Possession
               do
               they
               rely
               on
               ?
               Can
               ye
               ever
               be
               Greater
               ,
               than
               Elephants
               ,
               Stronger
               than
               Bulls
               ?
               Swifter
               than
               Tygers
               ?
               Behold
               the
               large
               Space
               ,
               the
               Firmness
               ,
               or
               Durability
               ,
               the
               Swiftness
               of
               the
               Heavens
               ,
               and
               cease
               at
               length
               to
               Admire
               things
               so
               vile
               ,
               and
               contemptible
               .
               Which
               Heavens
               are
               not
               rather
               to
               be
               Admir'd
               for
               those
               qualities
               ,
               than
               for
               the
               Rule
               ,
               and
               Method
               by
               which
               they
               are
               Govern'd
               .
               As
               for
               Beauty
               how
               vain
               and
               transitory
               is
               it
               ,
               how
               swiftly
               doth
               it
               pass
               away
               ,
               more
               Fading
               than
               Flowers
               in
               the
               Spring
               !
               If
               ,
               as
               Aristotle
               saith
               ,
               Men
               could
               see
               with
               Eyes
               of
               a
               (1)
               Lynx
               ,
               and
               their
               Sight
               could
               pierce
               through
               all
               Obstacles
               ,
               would
               not
               that
               Body
               of
               (b)
               Alcibiades
               ,
               whose
               Outside
               appears
               so
               Beautiful
               ,
               it's
               Bowels
               being
               lookt
               into
               ,
               be
               found
               to
               be
               no
               other
               ,
               than
               a
               most
               Filthy
               thing
               ?
               'T
               is
               not
               therefore
               thy
               
               Nature
               ,
               but
               the
               Infirmity
               of
               the
               Eyes
               of
               those
               that
               looke
               on
               thee
               ,
               which
               render
               thee
               so
               Beautiful
               in
               the
               Sight
               of
               men
               .
               But
               esteem
               the
               Goods
               of
               the
               Body
               ,
               as
               highly
               ,
               as
               ye
               list
               ,
               so
               that
               ye
               consider
               that
               whatsoever
               ye
               Admire
               may
               by
               a
               
                 Fiery
                 Feaver
              
               within
               a
               Day
               ,
               or
               two
               ,
               be
               dissolv'd
               ,
               and
               turn'd
               into
               Ashes
               .
               From
               all
               that
               has
               been
               said
               we
               may
               collect
               thus
               much
               :
               That
               those
               Goods
               ,
               which
               can
               neither
               performe
               what
               they
               Promise
               ,
               nor
               are
               Perfect
               by
               the
               gathering-together
               of
               All
               that
               is
               Good
               ,
               do
               neither
               make
               a
               man
               Truly
               Happy
               ,
               nor
               any
               way
               Conduce
               to
               True
               Happiness
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               EIGTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               How
               men
               are
               wise
               in
               seeking
               for
               things
               of
               little
               value
               ,
               and
               foolish
               in
               finding
               out
               their
               soveraigne
               good
               .
            
             
               AH
               ,
               wretched
               Blindness
               !
               which
               thus
               makes
               Mankind
            
             
               The
               Right
               way
               to
               decline
               !
            
             
               Gold
               ,
               or
               Rich
               Gemms
               ,
               you
               do
               not
               hope
               to
               find
            
             
               On
               Trees
               ,
               or
               on
               the
               Vine
               :
            
             
               On
               Mountains
               high
               you
               do
               not
               lay
               your
               Snares
            
             
             
               That
               you
               may
               Fishes
               take
               :
            
             
               Nor
               when
               you
               would
               persue
               the
               Roes
               ,
               and
               Hares
               ,
            
             
               Go
               you
               to
               th'
               
                 Tyrrhene
                 Lake
              
               .
            
             
               They
               Know
               the
               Crekes
               ,
               and
               Windings
               of
               the
               Sea
               ,
            
             
               Where
               Purple
               does
               abound
               ,
            
             
               Or
               Pearls
               :
               they
               Know
               what
               of
               Kind
               Fishes
               may
            
             
               On
               ev'ry
               Coast
               be
               found
               .
            
             
               But
               whilst
               they
               See
               not
               what
               would
               Feed
               their
               Soules
            
             
               This
               Blindness
               they
               endure
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               which
               is
               Beyond
               the
               Starry
               Poles
            
             
               From
               Earth
               they
               would
               procure
               .
            
             
               What
               shall
               I
               wish
               to
               such
               Deluded
               Men
               ?
            
             
               Rich
               ,
               Honor'd
               let
               them
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               when
               
                 False
                 Goods
              
               they
               have
               Heap'd
               up
               ,
               even
               then
            
             
               The
               
                 True
                 Good
              
               let
               them
               See.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             
               The
               NINTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Why
               true
               felicity
               cannot
               consist
               in
               temporal
               things
               .
            
             
               HItherto
               I
               have
               been
               giving
               thee
               a
               Description
               of
               False
               Happiness
               :
               it
               followes
               that
               I
               should
               now
               declare
               unto
               thee
               wherin
               the
               Nature
               of
               True
               Happiness
               properly
               consists
               .
               I
               see
               plainly
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               that
               Sufficiency
               may
               not
               be
               gotten
               by
               Riches
               ,
               
               nor
               Power
               by
               Kingdomes
               ,
               nor
               Reverence
               by
               Dignities
               ,
               nor
               True
               Renown
               by
               Glory
               ,
               or
               Popular
               Applause
               ,
               nor
               True
               Joy
               by
               Transitory
               Pleasures
               .
               And
               hast
               thou
               found
               out
               the
               Cause
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               why
               it
               is
               so
               ?
               Indeed
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               I
               have
               a
               Glimpse
               of
               it
               ,
               but
               I
               would
               fain
               that
               thou
               shouldest
               give
               me
               a
               clear
               sight
               of
               it
               .
               The
               Reason
               is
               very
               easy
               to
               be
               known
               .
               For
               that
               which
               in
               it's
               own
               Nature
               is
               Simple
               ,
               and
               Vndivided
               ,
               the
               Error
               of
               Men
               has
               Divided
               into
               sundry
               Parts
               ,
               and
               withdrawes
               their
               Mind
               from
               that
               which
               is
               True
               ,
               and
               Perfect
               to
               that
               which
               is
               False
               ,
               and
               Imperfect
               .
               Can
               that
               ,
               thinkest
               thou
               ,
               which
               hath
               Need
               of
               nothing
               ,
               Want
               Power
               ?
               No
               surely
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               Right
               ,
               quoth
               she
               :
               for
               if
               there
               be
               any
               thing
               ,
               which
               in
               any
               respect
               failes
               in
               it's
               Ability
               ,
               in
               that
               respect
               it
               hath
               Need
               of
               the
               Assistance
               of
               some
               other
               thing
               .
               'T
               is
               so
               ,
               said
               I.
               Therefore
               the
               Nature
               of
               Power
               ,
               and
               of
               Sufficiency
               is
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Same
               .
               But
               dost
               thou
               think
               that
               what
               includes
               Sufficiency
               ,
               and
               Power
               in
               it's
               own
               Nature
               may
               be
               Despis'd
               ?
               or
               that
               on
               the
               contrary
               it
               deserves
               the
               greatest
               Veneration
               ?
               This
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               cannot
               be
               doubted
               .
               
               Let
               us
               Add
               therefore
               Reverence
               ,
               or
               Veneration
               to
               Sufficiency
               and
               Power
               ,
               that
               we
               may
               judge
               these
               Three
               things
               to
               be
               One.
               We
               must
               do
               so
               ,
               if
               we
               confess
               the
               very
               truth
               .
               What
               then
               ?
               quoth
               she
               :
               dost
               thou
               suppose
               that
               It
               is
               Obscure
               ,
               and
               Ignoble
               ,
               or
               that
               It
               shines
               with
               the
               Brightness
               of
               the
               greatest
               Glory
               ?
               Consider
               whether
               to
               that
               which
               hath
               Need
               of
               nothing
               ,
               which
               is
               most
               Powerful
               ,
               which
               is
               most
               Worthy
               of
               Honor
               ,
               as
               has
               been
               prov'd
               ,
               Glory
               can
               be
               Wanting
               ,
               which
               it
               not
               being
               able
               to
               give
               unto
               it selfe
               ,
               it
               may
               seem
               in
               some
               respect
               to
               be
               poore
               ,
               and
               despicable
               ?
               I
               cannot
               but
               confess
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               most
               Glorious
               .
               It
               followes
               then
               that
               True
               Glory
               ,
               or
               Renown
               does
               not
               Differ
               from
               the
               things
               above
               mention'd
               .
               It
               followes
               indeed
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               This
               then
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               which
               hath
               Need
               of
               nothing
               ,
               which
               Can
               do
               All
               things
               by
               it's
               own
               Strength
               ,
               which
               is
               Venerable
               ,
               and
               Renowned
               ,
               ye
               must
               grant
               also
               to
               be
               full
               of
               Joy
               ,
               and
               Durable
               Pleasure
               .
               I
               cannot
               imagine
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               how
               any
               Sadness
               ,
               or
               Discomfort
               should
               ever
               get
               entrance
               into
               It.
               Wherefore
               if
               the
               former
               Positions
               remain
               firm
               ,
               we
               must
               of
               necessity
               
               confess
               that
               it
               cannot
               but
               Abound
               with
               all
               manner
               of
               Joy.
               And
               this
               also
               necessarily
               followes
               from
               what
               has
               been
               said
               ,
               that
               the
               Names
               of
               Sufficiency
               ,
               Power
               ,
               Veneration
               ,
               Glory
               ,
               Joy
               ,
               are
               indeed
               Divers
               ,
               but
               they
               do
               not
               Differ
               in
               their
               Substance
               ,
               or
               Nature
               .
               Right
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               This
               therefore
               which
               in
               it's
               own
               Nature
               is
               
                 One
                 ,
                 Simple
              
               ,
               and
               Vndivided
               ,
               the
               Perverseness
               of
               Men
               Divides
               into
               sundry
               Parts
               ,
               (
               as
               hath
               been
               said
               )
               and
               whilst
               they
               endeavour
               to
               get
               a
               Part
               of
               That
               ,
               which
               hath
               no
               Parts
               ,
               they
               neither
               obtein
               any
               Portion
               thereof
               ,
               for
               there
               is
               no
               such
               thing
               ,
               nor
               That
               
                 One
                 ,
                 Simple
              
               ,
               and
               
                 Indivisible
                 it selfe
              
               ,
               which
               they
               do
               not
               in
               any
               wise
               Affect
               ,
               or
               Endeavour
               after
               .
               How
               is
               that
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ?
               Whoso
               desireth
               Riches
               through
               an
               Aversness
               to
               Want
               ,
               or
               Penury
               ,
               takes
               no
               care
               how
               to
               become
               Powerful
               :
               he
               chooseth
               to
               be
               Vile
               ,
               and
               Obscure
               ,
               and
               deprives
               himselfe
               of
               many
               Natural
               Pleasures
               ,
               that
               he
               may
               not
               lose
               the
               Mony
               he
               hath
               gotten
               .
               But
               thus
               he
               failes
               of
               the
               Sufficiency
               he
               Aims
               at
               ,
               being
               void
               of
               all
               Power
               ,
               encompast
               with
               many
               Troubles
               ,
               Obscure
               ,
               and
               Inglorious
               .
               But
               he
               that
               desireth
               Power
               above
               al
               things
               scattereth
               
               his
               Riches
               ,
               despiseth
               Pleasures
               ,
               and
               accounteth
               that
               Honor
               ,
               and
               Glory
               ,
               that
               is
               not
               accompanied
               with
               Power
               to
               be
               nothing-worth
               .
               Thou
               canst
               not
               but
               see
               that
               many
               things
               are
               wanting
               to
               this
               man.
               For
               sometimes
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               he
               wants
               Necessaries
               ,
               that
               he
               suffers
               much
               Anxiety
               ,
               and
               disturbance
               of
               mind
               :
               and
               whilst
               he
               is
               not
               able
               to
               put
               off
               his
               troubles
               ,
               and
               vexations
               ,
               't
               is
               manifest
               that
               he
               has
               not
               the
               Power
               ,
               which
               he
               so
               much
               esteems
               .
               We
               may
               Reason
               in
               like
               manner
               concerning
               Honors
               ,
               Glory
               ,
               Pleasures
               .
               For
               sith
               Every
               one
               of
               These
               is
               the
               Same
               with
               the
               other
               ,
               whosoever
               endeavours
               to
               get
               one
               of
               Them
               ,
               without
               the
               other
               ,
               misseth
               even
               that
               ,
               which
               he
               desireth
               .
               But
               what
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               If
               any
               man
               should
               desire
               to
               have
               All
               of
               Them
               together
               ?
               Such
               a
               man
               indeed
               would
               fain
               have
               That
               wherin
               the
               True
               Felicity
               doth
               consist
               :
               but
               shall
               he
               ever
               find
               it
               in
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               we
               have
               demonstrated
               to
               be
               unable
               to
               perform
               what
               they
               promise
               ?
               No
               surely
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               Then
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               True
               Felicity
               is
               not
               to
               be
               sought
               in
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               men
               believe
               to
               contribute
               Severally
               to
               the
               satisfaction
               
               of
               our
               various
               Desires
               .
               I
               grant
               it
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               and
               a
               greater
               truth
               could
               never
               have
               been
               spoken
               .
               Thou
               hast
               then
               the
               Description
               of
               False
               Happiness
               ,
               and
               the
               Causes
               of
               it
               .
               Looke
               now
               on
               the
               other
               side
               ;
               for
               there
               thou
               shalt
               see
               the
               only
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               as
               I
               have
               promis'd
               thee
               .
               Verily
               quoth
               I
               ,
               it
               may
               easily
               be
               seen
               ,
               and
               thou
               didst
               shew
               it
               a
               little
               before
               ,
               whilst
               thou
               didst
               open
               the
               Causes
               of
               that
               ,
               which
               men
               Falsely
               call
               Happiness
               .
               For
               ,
               if
               I
               am
               not
               mistaken
               ,
               that
               is
               the
               True
               ,
               and
               Perfect
               Happiness
               which
               makes
               a
               man
               Perfectly
               
                 Sufficient
                 ,
                 Powerful
                 ,
                 Venerable
                 ,
                 Renowned
                 ,
                 Joyful
                 .
              
               And
               that
               thou
               mayst
               understand
               that
               I
               have
               a
               deep
               Apprehension
               of
               the
               Truth
               ,
               thou
               hast
               deliver'd
               ,
               what
               One
               of
               These
               ,
               sith
               they
               are
               All
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Same
               ,
               has
               the
               Power
               verily
               ,
               and
               indeed
               to
               give
               unto
               us
               ,
               I
               certainly
               know
               to
               be
               this
               Full
               ,
               and
               Perfect
               Happiness
               .
               O
               my
               Dear
               Child
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               Happy
               art
               thou
               in
               thy
               Judgement
               ,
               if
               thou
               add
               this
               there
               unto
               !
               what
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ?
               Dost
               thou
               think
               that
               any
               of
               these
               fraile
               ,
               and
               perishing
               things
               can
               bring
               a
               man
               to
               this
               Estate
               ?
               No
               surely
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               and
               
               as
               for
               that
               matter
               what
               we
               are
               to
               think
               thou
               hast
               so
               demonstrated
               ,
               that
               there
               needs
               no
               more
               to
               be
               said
               .
               These
               things
               therefore
               seem
               to
               be
               but
               Shadowes
               of
               the
               
                 True
                 Good
              
               ,
               or
               to
               give
               certain
               Imperfect
               Goods
               to
               men
               in
               this
               Mortal
               Life
               :
               but
               they
               cannot
               bestow
               the
               
                 True
                 ,
                 and
                 Perfect
                 Good.
              
               I
               heartily
               Assent
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               to
               what
               thou
               sayst
               .
               Sith
               then
               thou
               art
               come
               to
               the
               Knowledge
               of
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               and
               of
               such
               things
               which
               Deceive
               the
               World
               with
               the
               empty
               shew
               of
               it
               ,
               now
               it
               remains
               that
               thou
               shouldst
               Understand
               How
               thou
               mayst
               Attein
               to
               this
               True
               Happiness
               .
               That
               is
               the
               thing
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               which
               I
               most
               earnesly
               expect
               to
               hear
               from
               thee
               .
               But
               ,
               saith
               she
               ,
               as
               our
               Plato
               hath
               declar'd
               in
               his
               Booke
               entitled
               Timoeus
               ,
               Even
               in
               things
               of
               the
               least
               Importance
               the
               Divine
               Assistance
               ought
               to
               be
               Implor'd
               ,
               what
               dost
               thou
               think
               should
               be
               done
               now
               ,
               that
               we
               may
               become
               Fit
               to
               find
               the
               Seat
               of
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               ?
               We
               must
               Invoke
               the
               Father
               of
               All
               things
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ;
               unless
               we
               make
               our
               Addresses
               unto
               Him
               ,
               no
               Undertaking
               can
               Begin
               well
               .
               Right
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               and
               forthwith
               thus
               she
               Sings
               :
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               NINTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               craveth
               Gods
               assistance
               for
               the
               discovery
               of
               true
               happiness
               .
            
             
               O
               Thou
               ,
               who
               dost
               with
               Boundless
               Wisedome
               hold
            
             
               The
               World
               in
               Order
               ,
               didst
               th'
               Foundation
               lay
            
             
               Of
               Heav'n
               ,
               and
               Earth
               ,
               at
               whose
               Command
               Time
               Rowl'd
            
             
               In
               Circles
               from
               
                 One
                 Everlasting
                 Day
              
               ,
            
             
               And
               who
               ,
               Vnmov'd
               dost
               cause
               All
               things
               to
               Move
               ;
            
             
               Whom
               no
               External
               Cause
               could
               urge
               to
               Frame
            
             
               These
               Various
               Shapes
               of
               Changing
               things
               ,
               but
               LOVE
            
             
               And
               Boundless
               GOOD
               ,
               Fit
               for
               this
               Boundless
               FLAME
               .
            
             
               From
               that
               Fair
               Model
               in
               thy
               Mind
               thou
               drawst
            
             
               The
               Formes
               of
               All
               things
               Made
               .
               —
            
             
               O
               Father
               ,
               Grant
               our
               Thoughts
               may
               reach
               thy
               Throne
               ,
            
             
               Grant
               we
               the
               Fountain
               of
               All
               Good
               may
               See
               ,
            
             
               Grant
               that
               ,
               this
               Blisful
               Light
               to
               us
               once
               shown
               ,
            
             
               We
               may
               For
               ever
               Fix
               our
               Eyes
               on
               Thee
               .
            
             
               Scatter
               this
               Darkness
               ,
               and
               these
               Clogs
               remove
               ,
            
             
               And
               let
               thy
               Beams
               Appear
               .
               For
               Thou
               art
               LIGHT
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               art
               True
               Rest
               to
               those
               that
               do
               Thee
               Love
               ,
            
             
               Begining
               ,
               End
               ,
               both
               Way
               ,
               and
               Guide
               :
               the
               Sight
            
             
               Of
               Thee
               is
               All
               thy
               Creatures
               can
               Desire
               :
            
             
               'T
               is
               This
               Alone
               ,
               to
               which
               our
               Soules
               Aspire
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               TENTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               That
               there
               is
               some
               true
               happiness
               ,
               and
               where
               it
               is
               to
               be
               found
               .
            
             
               SITH
               therefore
               thou
               hast
               had
               a
               Description
               of
               Imperfect
               and
               also
               of
               Perfect
               Good
               :
               it
               is
               fit
               that
               I
               should
               now
               demonstrate
               where
               the
               Perfection
               of
               Felicity
               is
               Seated
               .
               And
               here
               we
               must
               first
               make
               Inquiry
               ,
               if
               there
               Be
               any
               such
               Good
               ,
               as
               that
               which
               thou
               didst
               even
               now
               Define
               ,
               least
               we
               should
               be
               Deceiv'd
               with
               a
               vain
               Imagination
               ,
               there
               Being
               indeed
               no
               such
               thing
               ,
               as
               that
               which
               we
               make
               the
               Subject
               of
               our
               Discourse
               .
               But
               that
               it
               doth
               Exist
               ,
               or
               is
               Actually
               in
               Being
               ,
               and
               that
               it
               is
               the
               Fountain
               ,
               from
               whence
               All
               good
               things
               do
               flow
               ,
               this
               is
               certain
               ,
               and
               unquestionable
               .
               For
               whatsoever
               is
               said
               to
               be
               Imperfect
               ,
               by
               Diminution
               of
               that
               which
               is
               Perfect
               it
               is
               call'd
               Imperfect
               .
               So
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               if
               there
               be
               any
               thing
               Imperfect
               in
               it's
               Kind
               ,
               in
               the
               same
               Kind
               there
               must
               needs
               be
               something
               Perfect
               .
               For
               if
               ye
               take
               away
               Perfection
               ,
               
               it
               cannot
               be
               conceiv'd
               from
               whence
               that
               which
               we
               call
               Imperfect
               should
               have
               Deriv'd
               it's
               Being
               .
               For
               the
               Nature
               of
               things
               tooke
               not
               it's
               Begining
               from
               that
               which
               is
               in
               any
               respect
               Faulty
               ,
               or
               Defective
               ,
               but
               proceeding
               from
               that
               which
               is
               Sound
               ,
               and
               Free
               from
               all
               Imperfection
               ,
               it
               descends
               at
               length
               to
               these
               Low
               ,
               and
               Weak
               things
               .
               If
               there
               be
               a
               certain
               Imperfect
               Happiness
               ,
               as
               we
               have
               already
               shown
               ,
               it
               cannot
               be
               doubted
               but
               that
               there
               is
               an
               Happiness
               Entire
               ,
               and
               Perfect
               .
               This
               Conclusion
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               is
               Firm
               ,
               and
               Irrefragable
               .
               But
               where
               It
               's
               Abode
               is
               ,
               Think
               with
               thy selfe
               thus
               .
               That
               GOD
               ,
               who
               hath
               the
               Governance
               of
               All
               things
               is
               Good
               ,
               this
               is
               Natural
               to
               the
               Minds
               of
               Men
               to
               conceive
               .
               For
               it
               is
               impossible
               that
               our
               Thoughts
               should
               fix
               upon
               any
               thing
               Better
               than
               GOD
               :
               and
               who
               can
               doubt
               but
               such
               a
               Being
               is
               Good
               ,
               which
               nothing
               can
               surpass
               in
               Goodness
               ?
               but
               so
               doth
               Reason
               demonstrate
               GOD
               to
               be
               Good
               ,
               that
               it
               doth
               also
               evince
               the
               Perfection
               of
               Goodness
               to
               be
               in
               Him.
               For
               unless
               He
               were
               Such
               a
               one
               He
               could
               never
               have
               the
               Governance
               of
               All
               things
               .
               For
               some
               thing
               ,
               that
               hath
               the
               
               Perfection
               of
               Goodness
               ,
               would
               be
               more
               Excellent
               ,
               than
               He
               ,
               in
               as
               much
               as
               it
               would
               be
               found
               to
               have
               the
               Priority
               of
               Being
               .
               For
               it
               is
               manifest
               that
               All
               Perfect
               things
               have
               their
               Being
               Before
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               are
               Unsound
               ,
               and
               Imperfect
               .
               Wherefore
               that
               we
               may
               not
               be
               endless
               in
               our
               Reasoning
               ,
               it
               must
               be
               Granted
               that
               the
               Most
               High
               GOD
               is
               Full
               of
               the
               Highest
               ,
               and
               Perfect
               Good.
               But
               we
               have
               Concluded
               that
               Perfect
               Good
               is
               Bliss
               ,
               or
               True
               Happiness
               .
               Therefore
               it
               must
               needs
               follow
               that
               True
               Happiness
               is
               no
               where
               to
               be
               found
               but
               in
               the
               Most
               High
               GOD.
               I
               heartily
               Assent
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               to
               what
               thou
               sayst
               ,
               neither
               is
               it
               capable
               of
               any
               Contradiction
               .
               But
               ,
               I
               pray
               thee
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               see
               how
               thou
               mayst
               prove
               soundly
               ,
               and
               Irrefragably
               that
               the
               Most
               High
               GOD
               is
               Full
               of
               the
               Highest
               ,
               or
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good.
              
               How
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ?
               Thou
               mayst
               not
               suppose
               that
               this
               Father
               of
               All
               things
               hath
               Receiv'd
               that
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               ,
               of
               which
               he
               is
               said
               to
               be
               Full
               ,
               from
               without
               ,
               or
               that
               he
               has
               It
               by
               Nature
               in
               such
               a
               manner
               ,
               that
               thou
               mayst
               think
               that
               the
               
                 Substance
                 ,
                 or
                 Essence
              
               of
               GOD
               Having
               ,
               
               and
               of
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               Had
               ,
               is
               not
               the
               Same
               .
               For
               if
               thou
               dost
               conceit
               that
               It
               is
               Receiv'd
               from
               without
               ,
               thou
               mayst
               judge
               That
               which
               hath
               given
               ,
               to
               be
               more
               Excellent
               than
               He
               which
               hath
               Receiv'd
               It.
               But
               we
               most
               worthily
               Confess
               Him
               to
               be
               the
               Most
               Excellent
               of
               All
               things
               .
               And
               if
               this
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               be
               in
               Him
               by
               Nature
               ,
               but
               may
               be
               conceiv'd
               to
               be
               not
               altogether
               the
               Same
               with
               Him
               ,
               sith
               we
               speak
               of
               Him
               ,
               who
               is
               Acknowledg'd
               to
               have
               the
               Governance
               of
               All
               things
               ,
               let
               any
               man
               Imagine
               ,
               who
               it
               was
               that
               Join'd
               together
               these
               Divers
               things
               ?
               Lastly
               that
               which
               Differs
               from
               any
               thing
               Is
               not
               That
               thing
               ,
               from
               which
               it
               Differs
               .
               Wherefore
               That
               which
               Differs
               in
               Substance
               ,
               or
               Essence
               from
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               Is
               not
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               :
               And
               't
               is
               the
               greatest
               Impiety
               to
               have
               such
               a
               Thought
               of
               GOD
               ,
               than
               Whom
               there
               can
               be
               nothing
               more
               Excellent
               .
               For
               it
               is
               impossible
               that
               the
               Nature
               of
               any
               thing
               should
               be
               Better
               than
               That
               from
               which
               it
               Receiv'd
               its
               Being
               .
               Wherefore
               That
               from
               which
               All
               things
               Receiv'd
               their
               Being
               I
               may
               firmly
               Conclude
               to
               be
               in
               its
               own
               Nature
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good.
              
               'T
               is
               
               most
               certainly
               so
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               as
               thou
               sayst
               .
               But
               it
               has
               been
               Granted
               that
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               is
               True
               Happiness
               .
               Very
               right
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               Therefore
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               it
               must
               needs
               follow
               that
               GOD
               is
               True
               Happiness
               .
               There
               can
               be
               no
               Reason
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               to
               Deny
               the
               Premises
               ,
               and
               I
               clearly
               perceive
               that
               this
               is
               their
               true
               ,
               and
               proper
               Consequence
               .
               See
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               if
               the
               same
               thing
               may
               not
               be
               more
               firmly
               prov'd
               by
               this
               Argument
               ,
               that
               there
               cannot
               be
               
                 Two
                 Soveraign
                 Goods
              
               ,
               Differing
               one
               from
               the
               other
               .
               For
               't
               is
               manifest
               that
               One
               of
               those
               Goods
               ,
               which
               are
               Different
               from
               each
               other
               ,
               cannot
               be
               That
               ,
               which
               the
               Other
               is
               :
               for
               which
               cause
               Neither
               of
               them
               can
               be
               Perfect
               ,
               sith
               One
               is
               Wanting
               to
               the
               Other
               .
               But
               that
               which
               is
               not
               Perfect
               cannot
               be
               Highest
               or
               Soveraign
               .
               The
               things
               then
               that
               are
               
                 Soveraignly
                 Good
              
               cannot
               be
               Different
               from
               each
               other
               .
               But
               we
               have
               prov'd
               that
               both
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               and
               GOD
               are
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               :
               wherefore
               it
               must
               needs
               follow
               that
               
                 Soveraign
                 Happiness
              
               ,
               and
               
                 Soveraign
                 Divinity
              
               is
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               same
               Thing
               .
               Nothing
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
               could
               ever
               be
               concluded
               more
               True
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               
               Matter
               ;
               more
               Firm
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               way
               of
               Proving
               it
               ;
               or
               more
               becomming
               the
               Divine
               Majesty
               .
               Upon
               these
               things
               then
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               as
               Geometricians
               having
               Demonstrated
               their
               Propositions
               ,
               are
               wont
               to
               inferr
               certain
               
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
              
               ,
               or
               Corollaries
               ,
               as
               they
               call
               them
               ,
               so
               shall
               I
               give
               thee
               a
               Corollarie
               .
               For
               sith
               Men
               become
               Happy
               by
               the
               acquiring
               of
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               and
               True
               Happiness
               is
               
                 Divinity
                 it selfe
              
               ,
               't
               is
               manifest
               that
               they
               become
               Happy
               by
               the
               acquiring
               of
               Divinity
               .
               But
               as
               Men
               become
               Just
               by
               the
               acquiring
               of
               Justice
               ,
               Wise
               by
               the
               acquiring
               Wisedome
               ,
               so
               it
               must
               needs
               be
               that
               having
               gotten
               ,
               or
               acquir'd
               Divinity
               ,
               they
               become
               Gods.
               Every
               one
               then
               that
               is
               
                 Truly
                 Happy
                 is
                 a
                 God
              
               :
               but
               indeed
               by
               Nature
               there
               is
               but
               
                 One
                 God
              
               ,
               yet
               nothing
               hinders
               but
               that
               there
               may
               be
               very
               Many
               by
               the
               
                 Participation
                 of
                 Divinity
              
               .
               And
               this
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               is
               a
               Fair
               ,
               and
               Pretious
               Corollarie
               indeed
               .
               But
               there
               is
               nothing
               more
               Fair
               than
               That
               which
               Reason
               perswades
               should
               be
               Annext
               to
               the
               things
               that
               have
               been
               spoken
               .
               What
               is
               that
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ?
               Sith
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               conteins
               Many
               things
               ,
               whether
               All
               these
               things
               make
               up
               
               One
               Body
               with
               a
               certain
               variety
               of
               Parts
               ,
               or
               whether
               there
               be
               any
               one
               of
               them
               ,
               which
               compleats
               the
               Substance
               ,
               or
               Nature
               of
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               the
               rest
               being
               refer'd
               Therunto
               ?
               I
               would
               thou
               stouldst
               explain
               what
               thou
               sayst
               by
               rehearsing
               those
               several
               things
               .
               Do
               we
               not
               judge
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               to
               be
               Good
               ?
               yea
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
               the
               
                 Soverain
                 Good.
              
               Add
               this
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               to
               All
               the
               rest
               of
               the
               things
               aforemention'd
               .
               For
               the
               same
               Bliss
               or
               True
               Happiness
               is
               judg'd
               to
               be
               
                 Soveraign
                 Sufficiency
                 ,
                 Soveraign
                 Power
              
               ,
               and
               also
               
                 Veneration
                 ,
                 Renown
              
               ,
               and
               Pleasure
               ,
               or
               
                 Delight
                 Soveraign
              
               .
               What
               then
               ?
               Are
               All
               these
               things
               as
               so
               many
               Limbs
               ,
               or
               Parts
               of
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               or
               are
               they
               refer'd
               to
               Good
               ,
               as
               That
               ,
               wherein
               the
               Nature
               of
               them
               All
               is
               contein'd
               ?
               I
               understand
               now
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               what
               thou
               dost
               propose
               ,
               as
               the
               subject
               of
               our
               Inquiry
               ,
               but
               I
               would
               fain
               know
               how
               thou
               dost
               Determine
               the
               Question
               .
               Thus.
               If
               All
               these
               things
               were
               as
               so
               many
               Parts
               of
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               they
               would
               Differ
               one
               from
               the
               other
               .
               For
               this
               is
               the
               Nature
               of
               Parts
               ,
               that
               being
               Divers
               they
               make
               up
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Same
               Body
               .
               
               But
               it
               hath
               been
               already
               prov'd
               that
               they
               are
               All
               but
               One
               thing
               .
               Ther
               's
               no
               doubt
               of
               that
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               But
               I
               expect
               what
               thou
               wilt
               say
               next
               .
               This
               is
               manifest
               quoth
               she
               ,
               that
               All
               those
               other
               things
               are
               refer'd
               to
               Good.
               For
               therefore
               is
               Sufficiency
               Desir'd
               ,
               because
               it
               is
               judg'd
               to
               be
               Good
               ,
               for
               the
               same
               Cause
               is
               Power
               Desir'd
               ,
               and
               so
               Veneration
               ,
               Renown
               ,
               Delight
               .
               'T
               is
               Good
               then
               ,
               which
               is
               the
               Cause
               ,
               For
               which
               any
               thing
               is
               Desir'd
               :
               sith
               that
               which
               retains
               not
               any
               thing
               in
               it selfe
               either
               Really
               ,
               or
               
                 Apparently
                 Good
              
               ,
               can
               in
               no
               wise
               be
               Desir'd
               .
               And
               on
               the
               contrary
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               are
               not
               Good
               in
               their
               own
               Nature
               ,
               yet
               if
               they
               Seem
               to
               be
               so
               ,
               are
               Desir'd
               ,
               as
               if
               they
               were
               
                 Truly
                 Good.
              
               Whence
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               Goodness
               is
               rightly
               judg'd
               to
               be
               the
               Cause
               ,
               why
               any
               thing
               should
               be
               Desir'd
               .
               But
               that
               For
               which
               any
               thing
               is
               Desir'd
               is
               the
               Chief
               Object
               of
               the
               Desire
               .
               As
               if
               a
               man
               have
               a
               Will
               to
               Ride
               For
               his
               Health
               ,
               't
               is
               not
               so
               much
               the
               Riding
               ,
               as
               Health
               that
               he
               Desires
               .
               Sith
               therefore
               that
               All
               things
               are
               Desir'd
               For
               the
               obteining
               of
               
                 Good
                 ,
                 Good
              
               is
               the
               Chief
               ,
               or
               Principal
               Object
               of
               all
               Desires
               whatsoever
               .
               But
               it
               
               has
               been
               granted
               that
               True
               Happiness
               is
               That
               ,
               For
               which
               any
               thing
               is
               Wisht
               ,
               or
               Desir'd
               :
               wherefore
               it
               is
               evident
               that
               True
               Happiness
               is
               the
               Only
               thing
               Requir'd
               ,
               or
               Sought
               after
               .
               And
               thus
               it
               cannot
               be
               Deny'd
               ,
               that
               the
               Substance
               ,
               or
               Nature
               of
               Good
               ,
               and
               of
               True
               Happiness
               is
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Same
               .
               I
               see
               not
               how
               it
               is
               possible
               for
               any
               man
               to
               Dissent
               from
               this
               .
               But
               we
               have
               prov'd
               that
               GOD
               ,
               and
               True
               Happiness
               is
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Same
               thing
               .
               Right
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               Therefore
               we
               may
               Safely
               Conclude
               that
               the
               Nature
               of
               GOD
               consists
               in
               GOODNESS
               ,
               and
               in
               Nothing
               else
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               TENTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               exhorteth
               men
               to
               embrace
               true
               happiness
               .
            
             
               COme
               hither
               All
               ,
               yee
               wearied
               Soules
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               high
               Aspires
               base
               Lust
               controules
               ,
            
             
               And
               holds
               you
               fast
               in
               her
               dire
               Chains
               .
            
             
               Here
               is
               a
               Cure
               for
               All
               your
               Pains
               ,
            
             
               Here
               doth
               the
               Safest
               Harbour
               lye
               ,
            
             
             
               A
               Refuge
               from
               All
               Misery
               .
            
             
               Not
               Tagus
               ,
               which
               abounds
               with
               Gold
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               All
               that
               (a)
               Hermus's
               Banks
               do
               hold
            
             
               Of
               that
               Bright
               Metall
               ,
               nor
               Rich
               Inde
               ,
            
             
               Where
               men
               such
               Pretious
               Stones
               may
               find
               ,
            
             
               Can
               Clear
               our
               Sight
               :
               yea
               they
               add
               more
            
             
               Darkness
               to
               Soules
               made
               Blind
               before
               .
            
             
               That
               ,
               wherewith
               Men
               are
               Ravished
            
             
               Earth
               in
               her
               lowest
               Caverns
               bred
               .
            
             
               The
               Brightness
               that
               's
               Above
               the
               Skye
               ,
            
             
               From
               Darksome
               ,
               Ruin'd
               Soules
               doth
               fly
               .
            
             
               Whoe're
               perceives
               this
               Light
               ,
               He
               sayes
               ,
            
             
               "
               Phaebus
               lookes
               Dull
               with
               all
               his
               Rayes
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               The
               ELEVENTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               That
               goodness
               is
               the
               end
               of
               all
               things
               .
            
             
               I
               Assent
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               For
               All
               these
               things
               hang
               one
               to
               another
               by
               a
               chain
               of
               the
               strongest
               Reasons
               ,
               that
               were
               ever
               produc'd
               .
               Then
               said
               She
               ,
               At
               how
               great
               a
               rate
               wouldest
               thou
               value
               it
               ,
               if
               thou
               couldest
               know
               what
               
               
                 Goodness
                 is
              
               ?
               At
               an
               Infinite
               rate
               ,
               said
               I
               :
               for
               thereby
               I
               shall
               know
               GOD
               also
               ,
               who
               is
               
                 Goodness
                 it selfe
              
               ,
               or
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good.
              
               But
               this
               I
               shall
               shew
               thee
               with
               the
               greatest
               evidence
               ,
               only
               let
               those
               things
               remain
               as
               Granted
               ,
               which
               have
               been
               Concluded
               already
               .
               They
               shall
               so
               remain
               ,
               said
               I.
               Have
               we
               not
               prov'd
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               that
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               are
               Desir'd
               by
               the
               Generality
               of
               men
               ,
               are
               not
               
                 Truly
                 ,
                 and
                 Perfectly
                 Good
              
               ,
               because
               they
               Differ
               one
               from
               the
               other
               ,
               and
               sith
               eace
               of
               them
               is
               Wanting
               to
               the
               other
               ,
               that
               they
               cannot
               produce
               
                 Full
                 ,
                 and
                 Absolute
                 Good
              
               ?
               But
               that
               then
               they
               become
               
                 True
                 Good
              
               ,
               when
               they
               are
               collected
               as
               it
               were
               into
               
                 One
                 Form
                 ,
                 and
                 Efficiency
              
               ,
               so
               that
               what
               Sufficiency
               is
               ,
               the
               Same
               is
               Power
               ,
               Veneration
               ,
               Renown
               ,
               Delight
               ;
               and
               unless
               they
               are
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Same
               thing
               ,
               that
               they
               have
               nothing
               in
               them
               ,
               for
               which
               they
               may
               be
               numbred
               amongst
               things
               that
               are
               to
               be
               Desir'd
               ?
               It
               has
               been
               plainly
               Demonstrated
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               neither
               can
               it
               be
               Doubted
               in
               the
               least
               .
               Is
               it
               not
               by
               the
               acquiring
               of
               Vnity
               that
               those
               things
               become
               Good
               which
               are
               in
               no
               wise
               Good
               ,
               whilst
               they
               Differ
               ,
               but
               become
               
               Good
               ,
               when
               they
               are
               Vnited
               ?
               So
               it
               seemeth
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               But
               dost
               thou
               grant
               that
               whatsoever
               is
               Good
               ,
               is
               Good
               by
               the
               Participation
               of
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               ?
               I
               grant
               it
               .
               Thou
               oughtest
               therefore
               to
               grant
               likewise
               that
               ONE
               ,
               and
               GOOD
               is
               the
               Same
               .
               For
               the
               Nature
               of
               those
               things
               is
               the
               Same
               ,
               whose
               Natural
               Effect
               is
               not
               Divers
               .
               I
               cannot
               Deny
               it
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               And
               dost
               thou
               know
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               that
               whatsoever
               is
               ,
               does
               remain
               ,
               and
               Subsist
               ,
               so
               long
               ,
               as
               it
               is
               One
               ;
               but
               that
               it
               Perisheth
               ,
               and
               is
               dissolv'd
               ,
               as
               soon
               as
               it
               ceaseth
               to
               be
               One
               ?
               How
               is
               that
               ?
               As
               in
               Animals
               ,
               or
               
                 Sensitive
                 Creatures
              
               ,
               whilst
               the
               Soule
               ,
               and
               the
               Body
               remain
               together
               ,
               we
               call
               it
               a
               
                 Sensitive
                 Creature
              
               .
               But
               when
               this
               Unity
               is
               dissolv'd
               by
               the
               seperation
               of
               one
               from
               the
               other
               ,
               't
               is
               manifest
               that
               it
               loseth
               the
               Being
               of
               a
               
                 Sensitive
                 Creature
              
               .
               And
               our
               very
               Body
               ,
               whilst
               it
               remains
               in
               One
               Shape
               by
               the
               Conjunction
               of
               it's
               Limbs
               reteins
               the
               Resemblance
               of
               a
               Man.
               But
               if
               the
               Parts
               of
               the
               Body
               be
               Disunited
               it
               ceaseth
               to
               be
               what
               it
               was
               before
               .
               And
               in
               like
               manner
               Every
               other
               thing
               will
               be
               found
               to
               Subsist
               ,
               or
               remain
               in
               Being
               so
               long
               ,
               as
               it
               is
               
               One
               :
               but
               when
               it
               ceaseth
               to
               be
               One
               ,
               it
               Perisheth
               .
               I
               cannot
               think
               but
               that
               it
               must
               needs
               be
               so
               .
               And
               is
               there
               any
               thing
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               which
               so
               far
               as
               it
               Acts
               according
               to
               Nature
               ,
               can
               cease
               from
               all
               Inclination
               to
               retein
               it's
               Being
               ,
               and
               become
               Desirous
               of
               it's
               own
               Destruction
               ?
               If
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               I
               consider
               Animals
               ,
               or
               
                 Sensitive
                 Creatures
              
               either
               Rational
               or
               
                 meerly
                 Sensitive
              
               ,
               which
               in
               some
               sort
               may
               be
               said
               to
               Will
               ,
               or
               to
               be
               Unwilling
               ,
               I
               find
               not
               any
               thing
               ,
               which
               (
               unless
               it
               be
               constrain'd
               from
               without
               )
               leaves
               the
               Desire
               to
               continue
               it's
               Being
               ,
               and
               of
               it's
               own
               Accord
               Hastens
               to
               Destruction
               .
               For
               Every
               
                 Sensitive
                 Creature
              
               labours
               to
               keep
               it selfe
               in
               Safety
               ,
               and
               does
               all
               that
               it
               can
               to
               avoid
               Destruction
               .
               But
               I
               know
               not
               what
               I
               shall
               think
               of
               Herbs
               ,
               and
               Trees
               ,
               and
               of
               things
               neither
               Sensitive
               ,
               nor
               Vegetative
               .
               But
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               neither
               is
               there
               any
               reason
               why
               thou
               shouldest
               doubt
               of
               this
               ,
               sith
               thou
               mayst
               behold
               Herbs
               ,
               and
               Trees
               to
               grow
               first
               in
               Places
               most
               convenient
               for
               them
               ,
               where
               they
               may
               not
               dye
               away
               ,
               as
               long
               ,
               as
               their
               Nature
               is
               capable
               of
               any
               further
               Subsistence
               .
               For
               some
               spring
               up
               in
               Fields
               ,
               some
               
               on
               Mountains
               ,
               some
               the
               Marishes
               bring
               fourth
               ,
               some
               grow
               on
               Rocks
               ,
               some
               are
               produc'd
               by
               the
               Barren
               Sands
               ,
               which
               if
               any
               man
               endeavour
               to
               transplant
               in
               other
               Places
               ,
               they
               will
               wither
               ,
               and
               dye
               away
               .
               But
               Nature
               gives
               to
               All
               things
               that
               which
               is
               convenient
               for
               them
               ,
               and
               takes
               care
               that
               they
               may
               not
               Perish
               ,
               whilst
               they
               have
               any
               Possibility
               to
               Subsist
               .
               Do
               not
               all
               Herbs
               and
               Trees
               thrusting
               their
               Mouthes
               as
               it
               were
               into
               the
               Earth
               draw
               Nourishment
               by
               their
               Rootes
               ,
               and
               diffuse
               their
               Strength
               ,
               and
               Rinde
               through
               their
               Pith
               ,
               or
               Marrow
               ?
               Does
               not
               every
               such
               Part
               ,
               which
               is
               most
               soft
               ,
               and
               tender
               ,
               as
               the
               Pith
               ,
               lye
               hid
               in
               the
               inmost
               seat
               ,
               but
               without
               it
               is
               cover'd
               with
               that
               which
               is
               firm
               ,
               and
               solid
               ;
               but
               the
               outmost
               Part
               of
               all
               is
               the
               Rinde
               ,
               which
               is
               seated
               there
               to
               be
               a
               defense
               against
               the
               Violence
               both
               of
               the
               Sun
               ,
               and
               of
               the
               Wind
               ?
               And
               thou
               seest
               how
               careful
               ,
               and
               diligent
               Nature
               is
               that
               All
               things
               may
               be
               propagated
               by
               the
               Multiplication
               of
               Seed
               .
               Which
               things
               have
               these
               Engines
               ,
               as
               we
               may
               call
               them
               ,
               not
               only
               to
               preserve
               their
               Being
               for
               a
               time
               ,
               but
               to
               make
               their
               Duration
               ,
               as
               to
               
               their
               several
               Kinds
               ,
               Perpetual
               .
               And
               do
               not
               those
               things
               likewise
               which
               are
               thought
               to
               be
               neither
               Sensitive
               ,
               nor
               Vegetative
               ,
               Desire
               that
               ,
               which
               Properly
               belongs
               to
               them
               ?
               For
               why
               doth
               Lightness
               carry
               up
               the
               Flames
               ,
               and
               the
               Earth
               is
               prest
               down
               by
               it's
               Weight
               ,
               but
               that
               these
               Places
               ,
               and
               Motions
               Properly
               belong
               to
               each
               of
               them
               ?
               That
               which
               is
               Agreeable
               to
               any
               thing
               preserves
               it's
               Being
               ,
               as
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               are
               Contrary
               therunto
               ,
               destroy
               ,
               and
               Corrupt
               it
               .
               Those
               things
               ,
               which
               are
               Hard
               ,
               as
               Stones
               ,
               cleave
               fast
               to
               their
               Parts
               ,
               so
               that
               it
               is
               very
               Difficult
               to
               Divide
               them
               .
               But
               Liquid
               things
               as
               Aire
               ,
               and
               Water
               ,
               yield
               presently
               to
               the
               Impressions
               of
               that
               which
               would
               Divide
               them
               ,
               but
               (
               that
               which
               kept
               them
               asunder
               being
               remov'd
               )
               they
               instantly
               return
               into
               those
               things
               ,
               from
               which
               they
               are
               Seperated
               .
               We
               treat
               not
               now
               of
               the
               Voluntary
               Motions
               of
               a
               Knowing
               Soule
               ,
               but
               of
               the
               
                 Natural
                 Intention
              
               .
               Thus
               we
               Digest
               the
               Food
               ,
               we
               receive
               ,
               though
               we
               think
               not
               of
               it
               ;
               thus
               we
               draw
               our
               Breath
               ,
               whilst
               we
               Sleep
               ,
               though
               we
               Know
               it
               not
               .
               For
               even
               in
               Living-Creatures
               the
               Love
               they
               have
               
               to
               their
               own
               Being
               does
               not
               proceed
               from
               the
               
                 Animal
                 Inclinations
              
               of
               their
               Soules
               ,
               but
               from
               the
               Principles
               of
               Nature
               .
               For
               it
               is
               often
               seen
               (
               great
               causes
               constraining
               therunto
               )
               that
               a
               mans
               Will
               ,
               or
               
                 Rational
                 Appetite
              
               Embraceth
               Death
               it selfe
               which
               Nature
               Abhors
               :
               And
               on
               the
               contrary
               That
               by
               which
               alone
               the
               Kinds
               of
               Mortal
               things
               are
               Perpetuated
               ,
               to
               wit
               ,
               the
               Worke
               of
               Generation
               ,
               which
               Nature
               allwayes
               Desires
               ,
               the
               Will
               very
               often
               most
               earnestly
               Refrains
               from
               .
               Thus
               the
               Love
               which
               things
               have
               to
               Themselves
               doth
               not
               proceed
               from
               their
               
                 Animal
                 Motion
              
               ,
               but
               their
               
                 Natural
                 Intention
              
               .
               For
               Providence
               hath
               given
               this
               even
               the
               greatest
               cause
               of
               preserving
               their
               Being
               ,
               that
               they
               Naturally
               Desire
               to
               Subsist
               ,
               as
               long
               ,
               as
               't
               is
               Possible
               .
               Wherefore
               there
               is
               no
               reason
               thou
               shouldst
               doubt
               in
               the
               least
               ,
               that
               All
               things
               that
               are
               ,
               do
               Naturally
               Desire
               to
               retain
               their
               Being
               ,
               to
               avoid
               Destruction
               ,
               I
               confess
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               that
               I
               do
               now
               most
               clearly
               perceive
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               awhile
               since
               seem'd
               very
               Uncertain
               .
               But
               that
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               which
               Desireth
               to
               Subsist
               ,
               and
               continue
               in
               Being
               ,
               it
               Desireth
               to
               be
               One.
               For
               
               if
               this
               (
               Being
               One
               )
               were
               taken
               away
               ,
               no
               Essense
               could
               remain
               to
               any
               thing
               whatsoever
               .
               'T
               is
               true
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               All
               things
               therefore
               Desire
               ONE
               .
               I
               consent
               .
               But
               we
               have
               Demonstrated
               that
               ONE
               ,
               and
               GOOD
               is
               the
               Same
               .
               You
               have
               so
               .
               All
               things
               therefore
               have
               a
               
                 Natual
                 Propensity
              
               to
               GOOD
               :
               which
               indeed
               thou
               mayst
               thus
               Describe
               :
               
                 Good
                 is
                 That
                 ,
                 which
                 All
                 things
                 Desire
                 .
              
               A
               greater
               Truth
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               could
               never
               be
               conceiv'd
               .
               For
               either
               All
               things
               are
               refer'd
               to
               Nothing
               ,
               and
               being
               destitute
               of
               One
               Head
               they
               waver
               to
               ,
               and
               fro
               without
               a
               Ruler
               to
               keep
               them
               in
               their
               due
               Course
               ,
               or
               if
               there
               be
               any
               thing
               ,
               which
               the
               Vniverse
               ,
               and
               every
               Part
               therof
               has
               a
               
                 Natural
                 Propinsity
              
               unto
               ,
               that
               must
               needs
               be
               the
               Chiefest
               ,
               or
               Soveraign
               of
               all
               things
               ,
               which
               are
               rightly
               term'd
               Good.
               O
               my
               Child
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               how
               do
               I
               Rejoyce
               to
               hear
               these
               words
               !
               for
               by
               them
               I
               clearly
               perceive
               that
               thy
               Mind
               has
               Receiv'd
               a
               full
               Impression
               of
               the
               very
               Truth
               :
               but
               in
               what
               thou
               hast
               now
               said
               that
               is
               most
               evidently
               imply'd
               ,
               which
               but
               a
               little
               before
               thou
               didst
               tell
               me
               thou
               wast
               Ignorant
               of
               .
               What
               quoth
               I
               ?
               What
               is
               the
               
               END
               of
               All
               things
               .
               For
               certainly
               it
               is
               That
               ,
               which
               All
               things
               Desire
               :
               which
               because
               we
               have
               found
               to
               be
               GOOD
               ,
               we
               must
               of
               necessity
               confess
               that
               GOOD
               is
               the
               END
               of
               All
               things
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               ELEVENTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               How
               we
               may
               attein
               to
               the
               knowledge
               of
               truth
               .
            
             
               HE
               that
               would
               Search
               out
               Truth
               with
               Care
               Profound
               ,
            
             
               And
               fain
               would
               Fix
               Allwayes
               upon
               Sure
               Ground
               ,
            
             
               The
               Rayes
               of
               's
               Inmost
               Sight
               let
               him
               Turn
               in
            
             
               Vpon
               Himselfe
               :
               let
               him
               Revolve
               ,
               and
               Spin
            
             
               His
               Thoughts
               to
               th'
               Vtmost
               Length
               :
               And
               let
               his
               Mind
            
             
               Know
               this
               ,
               that
               she
               Within
               Herselfe
               may
               Find
            
             
               Whate're
               she
               Seekes
               Without
               :
               That
               which
               did
               lye
            
             
               In
               a
               Thick
               Cloud
               of
               Error
               shall
               outvye
            
             
               The
               Sun
               in
               Brightness
               :
               For
               the
               Minds
               clear
               Light
            
             
               The
               Darksome
               Flesh
               has
               not
               Extinguisht
               quite
               .
            
             
               Ther
               's
               sure
               some
               Seed
               of
               Truth
               lies
               deep
               within
            
             
               Which
               soon-springs
               up
               by
               Solid
               Discipline
               :
            
             
               For
               how
               could
               you
               such
               speedy
               Answears
               give
               .
            
             
               But
               that
               tke
               Truth
               ,
               though
               Hid
               ,
               does
               in
               you
               Live.
            
             
               If
               it
               be
               so
               ,
               as
               Plato's
               Muse
               Defin'd
               ,
            
             
               Whate're
               we
               Learn
               we
               do
               but
               Call
               to
               Mind
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               TWELFTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               How
               the
               world
               is
               governed
               by
               God.
               
            
             
               THEN
               said
               I
               ,
               I
               do
               most
               heartily
               Assent
               to
               Plato
               in
               this
               matter
               :
               for
               this
               is
               the
               Second
               time
               that
               thou
               hast
               call'd
               me
               to
               the
               Remembrance
               of
               these
               things
               .
               First
               when
               I
               lost
               my
               Memory
               by
               the
               Conragion
               of
               the
               Body
               ,
               and
               then
               by
               the
               Dullness
               ,
               and
               Stupidity
               which
               my
               Mind
               had
               contracted
               being
               opprest
               with
               such
               a
               weight
               of
               Immoderate
               Sorrow
               .
               Then
               she
               spake
               thus
               :
               If
               thou
               lookest
               back
               to
               the
               things
               that
               have
               been
               already
               Granted
               ,
               it
               will
               not
               be
               long
               before
               thou
               shalt
               come
               to
               the
               Remembrance
               of
               that
               ,
               which
               awhile
               since
               thou
               saydst
               that
               thou
               hadst
               no
               Knowledge
               of
               .
               What
               quoth
               I
               ?
               By
               what
               Rule
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               is
               the
               World
               Govern'd
               ?
               I
               remember
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               that
               I
               did
               confess
               my
               Ignorance
               of
               this
               :
               but
               though
               I
               do
               in
               a
               manner
               foresee
               what
               thou
               art
               about
               to
               say
               ,
               yet
               I
               desire
               to
               hear
               it
               for
               my
               further
               Instruction
               .
               Thou
               didst
               diliver
               thine
               Opinion
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               but
               a
               little
               before
               ,
               
               that
               it
               could
               not
               be
               doubted
               in
               the
               least
               but
               that
               the
               World
               is
               Govern'd
               by
               GOD.
               Yea
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               and
               I
               am
               of
               the
               same
               mind
               now
               ,
               and
               ever
               shall
               be
               that
               this
               is
               most
               certain
               ,
               and
               unquestionable
               :
               and
               by
               what
               Reasons
               I
               am
               induc'd
               to
               this
               Judgement
               ,
               I
               shall
               declare
               in
               a
               few
               words
               .
               This
               World
               consisting
               of
               so
               Divers
               ,
               and
               Contrary
               Parts
               could
               never
               have
               been
               brought
               into
               One
               Forme
               ,
               if
               there
               were
               not
               ONE
               who
               did
               Join
               together
               such
               Divers
               things
               .
               And
               the
               Diversity
               of
               their
               Natures
               ,
               which
               are
               so
               Repugnant
               to
               one
               another
               ,
               would
               Seperate
               ,
               and
               Disunite
               them
               being
               Join'd
               together
               ,
               if
               there
               were
               not
               ONE
               ,
               who
               did
               Hold
               together
               the
               things
               ,
               which
               He
               has
               United
               .
               For
               the
               Course
               of
               Nature
               could
               not
               proceed
               in
               such
               certain
               ,
               and
               never
               fayling
               Order
               ,
               neither
               could
               it
               make
               such
               a
               shew
               of
               well-disposed
               Motions
               ,
               by
               Places
               ,
               Times
               ,
               Efficiency
               ,
               or
               Operation
               ,
               Spaces
               ,
               Qualities
               ,
               if
               there
               were
               not
               ONE
               ,
               who
               Being
               Himselfe
               Immutable
               did
               Order
               ,
               and
               Dispose
               this
               Variety
               of
               Changes
               .
               This
               (
               ONE
               )
               whatever
               it
               is
               ,
               on
               which
               All
               things
               Depend
               both
               as
               to
               their
               Being
               ,
               and
               Motion
               ,
               I
               Call
               GOD
               ,
               
               which
               is
               a
               Word
               us'd
               by
               All
               People
               .
               Then
               spake
               she
               thus
               :
               Sith
               thou
               hast
               so
               deep
               a
               Sense
               of
               these
               things
               ,
               I
               suppose
               the
               remaining
               Part
               of
               my
               Labour
               is
               not
               great
               ,
               to
               bring
               thee
               Safe
               into
               Thine
               own
               Country
               ,
               where
               thou
               shalt
               Enjoy
               the
               only
               True
               ,
               and
               Perfect
               Happiness
               .
               But
               let
               us
               Reflect
               on
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               we
               have
               already
               Discust
               .
               Have
               we
               not
               Agreed
               upon
               this
               that
               Sufficiency
               is
               included
               in
               the
               Nature
               of
               True
               Happiness
               :
               And
               that
               GOD
               is
               True
               Happiness
               it selfe
               .
               And
               therefore
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               He
               will
               not
               Need
               any
               Helps
               ,
               or
               Instruments
               from
               Without
               to
               Govern
               the
               World
               ;
               for
               if
               He
               had
               Need
               of
               any
               thing
               He
               could
               not
               have
               Full
               ,
               and
               Perfect
               Happiness
               .
               It
               must
               be
               so
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               as
               thou
               sayst
               .
               Therefore
               By
               Himselfe
               Alone
               He
               Governs
               ,
               and
               Disposes
               All
               things
               .
               It
               cannot
               be
               deny'd
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               But
               it
               has
               been
               prov'd
               that
               GOD
               is
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good.
              
               I
               know
               it
               has
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               By
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               then
               He
               Disposes
               ,
               and
               Governs
               All
               things
               ,
               sith
               He
               Governs
               All
               things
               By
               Himselfe
               ,
               whom
               we
               have
               Acknowledg'd
               to
               be
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               ,
               and
               He
               is
               as
               it
               were
               a
               
               certain
               Rule
               ,
               and
               Method
               of
               Government
               ,
               whereby
               the
               Whole
               World
               is
               kept
               in
               Order
               .
               I
               most
               heartily
               Assent
               ,
               quoth
               I
               :
               and
               a
               little
               before
               I
               did
               foresee
               what
               thou
               wast
               about
               to
               say
               ,
               though
               somewhat
               darkly
               .
               I
               believe
               it
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ;
               for
               now
               ,
               as
               I
               conceive
               ,
               Thine
               Eyes
               are
               more
               Open
               to
               discern
               the
               Truth
               .
               But
               what
               I
               shall
               now
               say
               is
               no
               less
               perspicuous
               .
               What
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ?
               Sith
               GOD
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               is
               rightly
               believ'd
               to
               Govern
               All
               things
               By
               the
               Rule
               of
               GOODNESS
               ,
               and
               All
               things
               ,
               as
               I
               have
               taught
               ,
               have
               a
               Natural
               Bent
               ,
               or
               Intention
               to
               GOOD
               ,
               can
               it
               be
               doubted
               but
               that
               they
               are
               Govern'd
               ,
               as
               they
               Would
               themselves
               ,
               and
               being
               Made
               to
               Comply
               with
               their
               Governour
               ,
               All
               the
               Motions
               they
               have
               according
               to
               the
               Propensity
               of
               their
               Nature
               are
               no
               other
               ,
               than
               the
               Results
               of
               that
               Complyance
               .
               So
               it
               must
               needs
               be
               ,
               quoth
               I
               :
               neither
               could
               it
               be
               thought
               an
               Happy
               Government
               ,
               if
               it
               were
               the
               Yoke
               of
               things
               Refractory
               ,
               not
               the
               Safety
               of
               things
               Tractable
               ,
               and
               Obedient
               .
               There
               is
               Nothing
               then
               ,
               which
               ,
               following
               the
               Course
               of
               Nature
               ,
               can
               Endeavour
               to
               go
               Contrary
               
               to
               GOD.
               Nothing
               ,
               said
               I.
               If
               any
               thing
               should
               Endeavour
               it
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               would
               it
               ever
               Prevaile
               against
               Him
               ,
               whom
               we
               have
               granted
               by
               the
               Right
               of
               True
               Happiness
               to
               be
               Almighty
               ?
               Nothing
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               could
               ever
               in
               the
               least
               Prevaile
               against
               Him.
               Then
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               there
               is
               not
               
                 any
                 thing
                 in
                 Nature
              
               ,
               which
               hath
               either
               the
               Will
               ,
               or
               the
               Power
               to
               Resist
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good.
              
               No
               surely
               ,
               as
               I
               conceive
               .
               Then
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               That
               is
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               ,
               which
               Powerfully
               Governeth
               ,
               and
               Sweetly
               Disposeth
               All
               things
               .
               Then
               said
               I
               :
               How
               am
               I
               Delighted
               not
               only
               with
               the
               main
               Scope
               ,
               and
               Drift
               of
               thine
               Arguments
               ,
               but
               even
               with
               the
               very
               words
               that
               thou
               usest
               ,
               that
               at
               length
               Prating
               Folly
               may
               be
               Abasht
               ,
               and
               put
               to
               Silence
               .
               Thou
               hast
               heard
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               in
               (a)
               Old
               Stories
               how
               the
               Gyants
               endeavour'd
               to
               Invade
               Heaven
               ,
               but
               even
               they
               ,
               as
               it
               was
               most
               meet
               ,
               were
               thrown
               down
               by
               Benign
               Fortitude
               .
               But
               wilt
               thou
               that
               we
               strike
               Arguments
               one
               against
               another
               ,
               perhaps
               out
               of
               such
               a
               Conflict
               some
               bright
               Sparke
               
               of
               Truth
               will
               spring
               forth
               .
               Do
               as
               thou
               thinkest
               fit
               ,
               say'd
               I.
               No
               man
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               can
               ever
               doubt
               but
               that
               GOD
               is
               Almighty
               .
               No
               man
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
               that
               is
               in
               his
               right
               wits
               .
               But
               there
               is
               Nothing
               ,
               which
               He
               that
               is
               Almighty
               hath
               not
               a
               Power
               to
               Do.
               Nothing
               ,
               said
               I.
               What
               hath
               GOD
               a
               Power
               then
               to
               Do
               EVIL
               ?
               No
               surely
               ,
               EVIL
               then
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               is
               Nothing
               ,
               viz.
               Hath
               not
               any
               
                 Proper
                 Being
              
               or
               Nature
               ,
               sith
               He
               who
               Can
               Do
               All
               things
               ,
               Cannot
               Do
               EVIL
               .
               Dost
               thou
               sport
               with
               me
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
               making
               an
               Inextricable
               Labyrinth
               with
               the
               subtle
               wayes
               of
               Thine
               Argumentation
               ,
               Entring
               now
               ,
               where
               thou
               didst
               Go
               forth
               ,
               and
               then
               Going
               forth
               ,
               where
               thou
               didst
               Enter
               ;
               or
               dost
               thou
               by
               these
               Intricate
               Reasonings
               shew
               that
               there
               is
               a
               Wonderful
               Circle
               in
               the
               Divine
               Simplicity
               ?
               For
               a
               little
               before
               begining
               with
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               thou
               didst
               affirm
               it
               to
               be
               the
               Highest
               ,
               or
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               ,
               which
               thou
               saydst
               was
               plac'd
               in
               the
               Most
               High
               GOD
               :
               And
               thou
               didst
               Prove
               that
               GOD
               is
               this
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               ,
               and
               the
               onely
               True
               ,
               and
               Perfect
               Happiness
               :
               then
               thou
               gavest
               me
               this
               ,
               as
               a
               Token
               of
               thy
               Bounty
               ,
               
               That
               no
               man
               is
               Truly
               Happy
               ,
               but
               therewith
               he
               must
               be
               a
               GOD.
               Again
               thou
               didst
               assert
               that
               the
               very
               
                 Form
                 of
                 Good
              
               is
               the
               Nature
               of
               GOD
               ,
               and
               of
               True
               Happiness
               :
               and
               thou
               didst
               shew
               that
               ONE
               is
               the
               very
               GOOD
               ,
               which
               All
               things
               Naturally
               Desire
               :
               thou
               didst
               also
               Demonstrate
               that
               GOD
               Governeth
               the
               Universe
               By
               the
               Rule
               of
               GOODNESS
               ,
               and
               that
               All
               things
               are
               Willingly
               Subject
               unto
               Him
               ,
               and
               that
               EVIL
               hath
               not
               any
               Nature
               Properly
               so
               call'd
               :
               And
               these
               things
               thou
               didst
               evince
               by
               such
               Arguments
               ,
               wherof
               there
               were
               none
               Extrinsecal
               to
               the
               Matter
               in
               hand
               ,
               but
               one
               drawing
               Assent
               by
               the
               Connexion
               it
               hath
               with
               another
               ,
               all
               of
               them
               being
               founded
               in
               the
               Subject
               of
               our
               Discourse
               .
               Then
               spake
               she
               thus
               :
               We
               do
               not
               Sport
               ,
               but
               we
               have
               perform'd
               a
               Taske
               of
               the
               greatest
               Importance
               ,
               by
               the
               Gracious
               Assistance
               of
               GOD
               ,
               whose
               Name
               we
               did
               Invoke
               .
               For
               such
               is
               the
               Form
               of
               the
               Divine
               Substance
               ,
               that
               It
               neither
               falls
               into
               the
               Condition
               of
               things
               Without
               ,
               nor
               doth
               It
               admit
               any
               thing
               Without
               to
               come
               into
               the
               same
               State
               with
               It selfe
               ;
               but
               ,
               as
               Parmenides
               saith
               ,
               
                 
                 
                   〈◊〉
                   〈◊〉
                   〈◊〉
                   〈◊〉
                   〈◊〉
                
                 ,
              
               It
               wheeles-about
               the
               Movable
               Circle
               of
               things
               ,
               whilst
               It
               preserves
               It selfe
               in
               a
               State
               Immovable
               .
               And
               if
               we
               have
               us'd
               such
               Arguments
               which
               were
               not
               fetcht
               from
               without
               ,
               but
               lie
               within
               the
               compass
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               of
               which
               we
               did
               Treat
               ,
               there
               is
               no
               cause
               that
               thou
               shouldst
               Admire
               ,
               sith
               thou
               hast
               receiv'd
               it
               from
               the
               Testimony
               of
               Plato
               ,
               that
               Words
               should
               be
               A-kin
               to
               the
               Things
               ,
               of
               which
               we
               Discourse
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               TWELFTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               exhorteth
               to
               perseverance
               in
               contemplation
               and
               vertue
               .
            
             
               O
               ever
               Blest
               is
               He
            
             
               Who
               once
               hath
               learnt
               to
               See
            
             
               The
               Fountain
               of
               All
               Good
               :
            
             
               Blest
               He
               ,
               who
               hath
               withstood
            
             
               The
               Earth
               ,
               and
               now
               obteins
            
             
               True
               Freedome
               from
               her
               Chains
               .
            
             
               When
               (a)
               Orpheus's
               Wife
               was
               gone
            
             
             
               To
               th'
               Shades
               how
               did
               he
               Groan
               !
            
             
               When
               he
               had
               made
               the
               Trees
            
             
               To
               Dance
               in
               Companies
            
             
               Whilst
               Doleful
               Notes
               he
               Play'd
               ;
            
             
               When
               he
               had
               Rivers
               made
            
             
               To
               stand
               still
               :
               and
               the
               Hind
            
             
               His
               side
               to
               th'
               Lion
               Join'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               Fear'd
               no
               Harm
               :
               the
               Hare
            
             
               Did
               also
               cease
               to
               Fear
            
             
               The
               Dog
               ,
               by
               Musick
               Tam'd
               :
            
             
               When
               His
               Breast
               was
               Enflam'd
            
             
               With
               all
               the
               Fires
               of
               Love
               ;
            
             
               Nor
               could
               those
               Soft
               Notes
               Move
            
             
               Their
               Lord
               ,
               and
               Mitigate
            
             
               The
               Sense
               of
               his
               Hard
               Fate
               ,
            
             
               Which
               all
               things
               else
               or'ecame
               ,
            
             
               And
               did
               their
               Fierceness
               Tame
               ,
            
             
               He
               sayes
               Gods
               are
               Cruel
               ,
            
             
               And
               down
               he
               goes
               to
               Hell.
            
             
               There
               fits
               he
               words
               to
               sounding
               Strings
               ,
            
             
               Whate're
               his
               Mother
               Taught
               he
               Sings
               .
            
             
               He
               Sings
               in
               Doleful
               Strains
            
             
               His
               own
               Hearts
               constant
               Pains
               ,
            
             
               And
               Grief-encreasing
               Love
               :
            
             
               Thus
               Orpheus
               Hell
               doth
               Move
               ,
            
             
               And
               doth
               sweet
               Prayers
               repeat
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               those
               Dark
               Powers
               entreat
               .
            
             
               Now
               (b)
               Cerberus
               doth
               gaze
               ,
            
             
               New
               Songs
               do
               Him
               amaze
               :
            
             
               The
               Furies
               now
               shed
               Tears
               :
            
             
               The
               (c)
               Wheele
               Ixion
               spares
               :
            
             
               And
               (d)
               Tantalus
               the
               Stream
            
             
               Forgets
               ,
               and
               minds
               the
               Theme
            
             
               Of
               Orpheus's
               Mournful
               Song
               :
            
             
               That
               
                 Rav'nous
                 Bird
              
               that
               hung
            
             
               On
               wretched
               (e)
               Tityus
               ,
               drawes
            
             
               The
               Liver
               with
               his
               Clawes
            
             
               No
               longer
               now
               ,
               whilst
               he
            
             
               Feeds
               on
               sweet
               Melodie
               .
            
             
               At
               length
               Hells
               cruel
               Lord
            
             
               Some
               Pity
               doth
               afford
               ,
            
             
               We
               Vanquisht
               are
               ,
               quoth
               He
               ,
            
             
               Let
               this
               Mans
               Wife
               go
               free
               ,
            
             
               From
               us
               he
               hath
               Her
               won
            
             
               With
               his
               Melodious
               Song
               :
            
             
               But
               only
               let
               Her
               go
            
             
               On
               this
               Condition
               ,
               so
            
             
               That
               he
               ne're
               turn
               his
               Eye
            
             
             
               Till
               he
               see
               the
               Bright
               Skye
               .
            
             
               "
               But
               Lovers
               ne're
               were
               kept
               in
               Awe
               :
            
             
               "
               Love
               to
               Himselfe
               's
               the
               greatest
               Law.
            
             
               Alas
               ,
               when
               he
               had
               past
            
             
               Hells
               deepest
               wayes
               ,
               at
               last
            
             
               Orpheus
               can't
               choose
               but
               See
            
             
               His
               Dear
               (f)
               Euridice
               :
            
             
               But
               that
               one
               Looke
               did
               cost
            
             
               Her
               Life
               :
               she
               's
               ever
               lost
               :
            
             
               Well
               may
               he
               now
               Deplore
               ,
            
             
               He
               ne're
               shall
               see
               Her
               more
               .
            
             
               To
               you
               belongs
               this
               Tale
               ,
            
             
               Who
               fain
               would
               leave
               the
               Vale
            
             
               Of
               Constant
               Night
               ,
               and
               find
            
             
               The
               Day-Light
               of
               the
               Mind
               .
            
             
               For
               he
               that
               will
               Looke
               back
            
             
               To
               Hell
               ,
               and
               his
               Pace
               slack
               ,
            
             
               Whatever
               Good
               he
               chose
            
             
               This
               sight
               doth
               make
               him
               Lose
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           THE
           FOURTH
           BOOK
           OF
           THE
           Consolation
           of
           Philosophy
           .
        
         
           
             
               The
               FIRST
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Boetius
               merveileth
               at
               the
               impunity
               and
               prosperity
               of
               evil
               men
               .
            
             
               WHEN
               Philosophy
               had
               most
               sweetly
               warbled
               out
               this
               Song
               ,
               reteining
               all
               the
               while
               a
               Grave
               ,
               and
               Venerable
               Countenance
               ,
               then
               I
               ,
               labouring
               still
               under
               a
               great
               Distemper
               of
               mind
               ,
               interrupted
               her
               ,
               as
               she
               was
               about
               to
               say
               somewhat
               else
               .
               And
               ,
               O
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               thy
               Speech
               bringing
               in
               the
               True
               Light
               ,
               hath
               hitherto
               poured
               forth
               ,
               appear
               to
               be
               no
               other
               than
               Divine
               ,
               being
               Seen
               as
               they
               are
               in
               themselves
               ;
               
               and
               Irrefragable
               ,
               as
               Demonstrated
               by
               Thine
               Arguments
               :
               and
               such
               are
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               thou
               hast
               told
               me
               that
               though
               my
               Anxious
               resentments
               of
               the
               Injuries
               I
               have
               receiv'd
               did
               lately
               put
               them
               out
               of
               my
               Remembrance
               ,
               yet
               I
               was
               not
               wholly
               Ignorant
               of
               them
               .
               But
               this
               is
               the
               greatest
               cause
               of
               the
               Perplexity
               I
               am
               in
               ,
               that
               wheras
               the
               Governour
               of
               All
               things
               is
               
                 Good
                 ,
                 Evils
              
               should
               either
               be
               at
               all
               or
               that
               they
               should
               pass
               without
               their
               due
               Punishment
               .
               How
               much
               Admiration
               this
               one
               thing
               deserves
               ,
               I
               am
               Sure
               thou
               dost
               well
               consider
               .
               But
               ther
               's
               a
               greater
               matter
               than
               this
               ,
               that
               is
               joyned
               with
               it
               ;
               for
               whilst
               Wickedness
               flourisheth
               ,
               and
               bears
               the
               sway
               ,
               Vertue
               doth
               not
               only
               want
               it's
               Reward
               ,
               but
               is
               trodden
               under
               foot
               by
               Base
               ,
               and
               ungodly
               men
               ,
               and
               in
               the
               place
               of
               Villany
               suffers
               the
               most
               grievous
               Punishment
               .
               That
               such
               Transactions
               should
               be
               in
               His
               Kingdome
               who
               Knoweth
               All
               things
               ,
               who
               Can
               Do
               All
               things
               ,
               and
               Willeth
               nothing
               but
               what
               is
               Just
               ,
               and
               Good
               ,
               no
               man
               can
               sufficiently
               either
               Admire
               ,
               or
               Complain
               .
               Then
               said
               she
               :
               And
               indeed
               this
               would
               be
               a
               matter
               of
               infinite
               Astonishment
               ,
               
               and
               more
               horrible
               than
               all
               Monsters
               ,
               if
               ,
               as
               thou
               dost
               conceit
               ,
               in
               the
               well-order'd
               House
               of
               so
               great
               a
               Master
               ,
               Vessels
               of
               no
               worth
               should
               be
               most
               carefully
               lookt
               after
               ,
               and
               the
               Pretious
               be
               neglected
               ,
               and
               suffer'd
               to
               lye
               in
               the
               Dirt
               :
               but
               it
               is
               not
               so
               .
               For
               if
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               were
               concluded
               a
               little
               before
               be
               Fixt
               in
               thy
               Mind
               ,
               thou
               shalt
               Understand
               by
               His
               Instructions
               ,
               whose
               Kingdome
               we
               speak
               of
               ,
               That
               Good
               men
               are
               allwayes
               Powerful
               ,
               and
               Evil
               men
               are
               allwayes
               Weak
               ,
               and
               Contemptible
               ;
               and
               that
               Vices
               are
               allwayes
               Punisht
               ,
               Vertues
               are
               allwayes
               Rewarded
               ;
               that
               All
               things
               that
               happen
               to
               Good
               men
               ,
               are
               Good
               for
               them
               ,
               but
               that
               Mischiefs
               allwayes
               betide
               the
               Wicked
               ;
               and
               many
               things
               of
               this
               nature
               ,
               which
               will
               allay
               all
               thy
               Complaints
               ,
               and
               establish
               thy
               Mind
               in
               the
               most
               firm
               ,
               and
               solid
               Apprehensions
               of
               Truth
               ,
               and
               Goodness
               .
               And
               sith
               I
               have
               already
               shewn
               thee
               ,
               wherin
               True
               Happiness
               doth
               consist
               ,
               and
               thou
               hast
               learnt
               in
               Whom
               it
               is
               to
               be
               found
               ,
               all
               things
               being
               run
               over
               ,
               which
               I
               think
               necessary
               to
               promise
               ,
               I
               shall
               shew
               thee
               the
               way
               that
               leadeth
               to
               Thine
               House
               .
               And
               I
               
               shall
               fasten
               Wings
               to
               thy
               Soule
               ,
               by
               which
               she
               may
               raise
               her selfe
               on
               high
               ,
               that
               all
               Perturbations
               ,
               and
               Disorderly
               Thoughts
               being
               done
               away
               ,
               with
               these
               Wings
               ,
               by
               my
               Conduct
               ,
               in
               my
               Path
               ,
               thou
               mayst
               be
               Carryed
               Safe
               into
               Thine
               own
               Country
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               FIRST
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               How
               Philosophy
               bringeth
               men
               to
               the
               contemplation
               of
               God.
               
            
             
               FOr
               I
               have
               nimble
               Wings
               that
               soare
            
             
               Above
               the
               Starry
               Skyes
               ,
            
             
               Which
               when
               the
               Mind
               puts
               on
               ,
               no
               more
            
             
               Will
               she
               Earth's
               Treasures
               prize
               .
            
             
               Beyond
               the
               Clouds
               she
               doth
               Aspire
               ,
            
             
               '
               Boue
               th'
               Aire
               she
               bends
               Her
               Force
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               transcends
               the
               Lofty
               Fire
            
             
               Stir'd
               by
               the
               Heav'ns
               Swift
               Course
               .
            
             
               Then
               she
               Ascends
               the
               Starry
               Plain
               ,
            
             
               And
               runs
               with
               Phaebus
               bright
               :
            
             
               Or
               followes
               th'
               Tract
               of
               the
               Old
               Swain
               ,
               *
            
             
             
               And
               to
               His
               joyns
               Her
               Light.
            
             
               And
               wheresoe're
               the
               Night
               lookes
               Clear
               ,
            
             
               She
               runs
               among
               the
               Stars
               ,
            
             
               And
               when
               her
               fill
               she
               '
               hath
               taken
               here
               ,
            
             
               She
               goes
               beyond
               Heav'ns
               Bars
               ,
            
             
               And
               on
               the
               Top
               of
               Aether
               Treads
               ,
            
             
               The
               Fields
               of
               Awful
               Light.
            
             
               Here
               Sits
               He
               o're
               Imperial
               Heads
               ,
            
             
               Who
               guides
               the
               World
               aright
               ,
            
             
               Who
               Vnmov'd
               Rules
               the
               nimble
               Sun
               ;
            
             
               Whose
               Power
               doth
               All
               things
               sway
               :
            
             
               If
               hither
               thou
               wilt
               come
               anon
               ,
            
             
               Recov'ring
               thy
               Lost
               Way
               ,
            
             
               I
               well
               remember
               't
               thou
               wilt
               say
               ,
            
             
               This
               is
               my
               Country
               Dear
               ,
            
             
               Hence
               I
               came
               ,
               I
               'll
               stay
               Here.
            
             
               And
               if
               thou
               shalt
               be
               pleas'd
               to
               see
            
             
               This
               Darkned
               World
               agen
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               wilt
               find
               that
               stern
               Tyrants
               be
            
             
               Themselves
               but
               Banisht
               Men.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               SECOND
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               That
               good
               men
               are
               powerful
               ,
               and
               evil
               men
               weake
               .
            
             
               THEN
               said
               I
               ,
               O
               ,
               how
               Great
               things
               dost
               thou
               Promise
               !
               which
               I
               doubt
               not
               but
               thou
               art
               Able
               to
               Performe
               .
               But
               see
               thou
               do
               not
               slacken
               and
               coole
               him
               ,
               whom
               thou
               hast
               excited
               ,
               and
               enflam'd
               .
               In
               the
               first
               place
               then
               thou
               mayst
               easily
               understand
               that
               
                 Good
                 men
              
               are
               allwayes
               Powerful
               ,
               that
               the
               Wicked
               are
               void
               of
               all
               Power
               :
               of
               which
               Assertions
               one
               is
               prov'd
               by
               the
               other
               .
               For
               sith
               Good
               ,
               and
               Evill
               are
               Contraries
               ,
               if
               it
               be
               manifest
               that
               Good
               is
               Powerful
               ,
               't
               is
               no
               less
               evident
               that
               Evill
               is
               Feeble
               ,
               and
               Impotent
               :
               but
               if
               the
               Frailty
               of
               Evill
               be
               made
               to
               appear
               ,
               the
               Strength
               and
               Firmness
               of
               Good
               cannot
               but
               be
               known
               likewise
               .
               That
               the
               Truth
               of
               that
               I
               say
               may
               be
               most
               clearly
               and
               abundantly
               demonstrated
               ,
               I
               shall
               go
               sometimes
               this
               way
               ,
               and
               sometimes
               that
               ,
               in
               the
               pursuit
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               I
               have
               undertaken
               to
               treat
               of
               .
               There
               are
               Two
               things
               ,
               
               wherin
               all
               the
               Effect
               of
               Humane
               Actions
               doth
               consist
               ,
               to
               wit
               ,
               Will
               ,
               and
               Power
               ,
               of
               which
               if
               one
               be
               wanting
               nothing
               can
               be
               Done.
               For
               if
               the
               Will
               faile
               ,
               no
               man
               Attempteth
               any
               thing
               :
               but
               if
               Power
               be
               wanting
               ,
               't
               is
               in
               vain
               to
               will
               any
               thing
               .
               So
               that
               if
               thou
               seest
               any
               man
               Willing
               to
               Get
               that
               ,
               which
               he
               does
               not
               Get
               ,
               thou
               canst
               not
               doubt
               ,
               but
               that
               he
               wanteth
               the
               Ability
               to
               Obtein
               what
               he
               would
               have
               .
               'T
               is
               as
               clear
               ,
               as
               the
               Sun
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               But
               canst
               thou
               doubt
               but
               that
               he
               had
               Power
               ,
               whom
               thou
               seest
               to
               have
               Effected
               what
               he
               Will'd
               ,
               and
               Design'd
               ?
               No.
               But
               what
               any
               man
               is
               Able
               to
               do
               ,
               in
               that
               he
               is
               Powerful
               :
               but
               what
               he
               is
               not
               Able
               to
               do
               ,
               in
               that
               he
               is
               judg'd
               to
               be
               Feeble
               ,
               and
               Impotent
               .
               I
               confess
               it
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               Dost
               thou
               not
               Remember
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               that
               it
               has
               been
               already
               Prov'd
               ,
               that
               All
               the
               Bent
               ,
               or
               Intention
               of
               the
               Will
               of
               Man
               ,
               which
               is
               exercis'd
               in
               Divers
               Studies
               ,
               and
               Endeavours
               ,
               tends
               unto
               True
               Happiness
               ?
               I
               well
               Remember
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               that
               This
               has
               been
               Demonstrated
               .
               Dost
               thou
               Remember
               that
               True
               Happiness
               is
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               ,
               so
               that
               sith
               True
               Happiness
               is
               sought
               for
               by
               
               All
               men
               ,
               Good
               must
               needs
               be
               Desir'd
               by
               them
               ?
               I
               cannot
               be
               said
               to
               Remember
               it
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ,
               because
               it
               is
               never
               out
               of
               my
               Mind
               .
               Have
               All
               men
               therefore
               Good
               ,
               and
               Bad
               one
               Intention
               ,
               viz.
               To
               Attein
               to
               the
               Possession
               of
               GOOD
               ?
               It
               must
               needs
               follow
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               But
               it
               is
               most
               certain
               that
               by
               getting
               of
               GOOD
               ,
               Men
               become
               Good.
               'T
               is
               certain
               .
               Do
               
                 Good
                 men
              
               therefore
               get
               that
               ,
               which
               they
               Desire
               ?
               So
               it
               seems
               .
               But
               Evill
               men
               ,
               if
               they
               could
               get
               the
               Good
               ,
               that
               they
               Desire
               would
               cease
               to
               be
               Evill
               .
               'T
               is
               true
               .
               Sith
               therefore
               Both
               sorts
               of
               Men
               Desire
               Good
               ,
               but
               some
               Attein
               therunto
               ,
               others
               come
               short
               of
               it
               ,
               it
               cannot
               be
               doubted
               but
               that
               
                 Good
                 men
              
               are
               Powerful
               ;
               but
               they
               that
               are
               Wicked
               are
               Feeble
               ,
               and
               Impotent
               .
               Whoever
               doubts
               of
               this
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               is
               neither
               capable
               of
               considering
               the
               Nature
               of
               Things
               ,
               nor
               the
               Consequence
               of
               Reasons
               .
               Moreover
               said
               she
               :
               If
               there
               be
               Two
               persons
               ,
               who
               have
               one
               Purpose
               ,
               or
               Design
               to
               Perform
               that
               which
               their
               Nature
               requires
               :
               and
               one
               of
               them
               Performs
               his
               Intention
               ;
               but
               the
               other
               is
               not
               Able
               to
               execute
               that
               Natural
               Office
               ,
               but
               takes
               some
               such
               course
               ,
               
               which
               is
               not
               Agreeable
               to
               Nature
               ,
               whereby
               he
               doth
               not
               Accomplish
               his
               Purpose
               ,
               but
               Imitates
               one
               that
               doth
               Accomplish
               it
               :
               whether
               of
               these
               Two
               dost
               thou
               judge
               to
               be
               the
               more
               Able
               man
               ?
               Though
               I
               conjecture
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
               what
               thou
               wouldest
               be
               at
               ,
               yet
               I
               desire
               thou
               wouldest
               speak
               it
               out
               more
               plainly
               .
               Wilt
               thou
               deny
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               that
               to
               Go
               is
               a
               Motion
               Natural
               to
               men
               ?
               No
               ,
               said
               I.
               And
               dost
               thou
               doubt
               that
               't
               is
               Natural
               to
               the
               Feet
               to
               perform
               that
               Office
               ?
               Neither
               can
               I
               deny
               that
               .
               If
               any
               one
               then
               should
               Go
               on
               his
               Feet
               ,
               and
               another
               ,
               who
               wants
               this
               Natural
               Office
               of
               Feet
               ,
               should
               endeavour
               to
               Go
               on
               his
               Hands
               ,
               who
               of
               these
               might
               be
               rightly
               judg'd
               to
               be
               the
               more
               Able
               man
               ?
               Proceed
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
               for
               it
               is
               unquestionable
               ,
               that
               he
               who
               has
               a
               Power
               to
               perform
               those
               Actions
               ,
               which
               Nature
               requires
               ,
               has
               more
               Strength
               than
               he
               ,
               who
               is
               not
               Able
               so
               to
               do
               .
               But
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               ,
               which
               All
               men
               Aim
               at
               ,
               Good
               ,
               and
               
                 Bad
                 ,
                 Good
                 men
              
               Attein
               unto
               by
               the
               Natural
               Office
               of
               Virtues
               :
               but
               the
               Wicked
               earnestly
               endeavour
               after
               this
               very
               Good
               by
               gratifying
               their
               various
               Lusts
               ,
               and
               unruly
               Affections
               ,
               which
               is
               not
               the
               Office
               
               that
               Nature
               requires
               us
               to
               perform
               ,
               that
               we
               may
               Attein
               to
               the
               
                 True
                 Good.
              
               Dost
               thou
               think
               otherwise
               ?
               No
               surely
               ,
               said
               I
               :
               the
               Consequence
               also
               is
               very
               clear
               .
               For
               from
               what
               I
               have
               granted
               ,
               it
               must
               of
               necessity
               follow
               that
               
                 Good
                 men
              
               are
               Powerful
               ,
               that
               
                 Wicked
                 men
              
               are
               altogether
               Feeble
               ,
               and
               Impotent
               .
               Thou
               dost
               well
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               thus
               to
               run
               before
               me
               ;
               and
               this
               ,
               as
               Physitians
               are
               wont
               to
               hope
               ,
               is
               a
               sign
               that
               Nature
               gathers
               Strength
               ,
               and
               begins
               to
               resist
               the
               Disease
               .
               But
               because
               I
               perceive
               thee
               to
               be
               so
               Quick
               of
               Apprehension
               ,
               I
               shall
               be
               sure
               to
               ply
               thee
               with
               Arguments
               .
               See
               how
               Weak
               are
               all
               Vitious
               Persons
               ,
               who
               cannot
               so
               much
               as
               Attein
               to
               That
               ,
               to
               which
               their
               Natural
               Intention
               leads
               ,
               and
               in
               a
               manner
               compels
               them
               .
               And
               what
               ?
               if
               they
               were
               left
               destitute
               of
               this
               great
               ,
               and
               almost
               irresistable
               Assistance
               of
               Nature
               encouraging
               ,
               and
               directing
               them
               ?
               but
               consider
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               how
               great
               Impotency
               lend
               ,
               wicked
               men
               labour
               under
               .
               For
               the
               things
               they
               seek
               for
               ,
               but
               are
               not
               able
               to
               obtein
               are
               of
               no
               small
               moment
               :
               but
               indeed
               they
               faile
               in
               that
               matter
               ,
               which
               is
               the
               Chiefest
               of
               All
               their
               Concerns
               ,
               
               they
               miss
               the
               fruits
               of
               all
               the
               Toyle
               ,
               and
               hard
               labour
               they
               undergo
               night
               ,
               and
               day
               :
               in
               which
               the
               Strength
               of
               
                 Good
                 men
              
               may
               easily
               be
               seen
               .
               For
               as
               thou
               wouldest
               judge
               Him
               to
               be
               a
               Most
               Able
               Foot-man
               ,
               who
               Going
               on
               his
               Feet
               ,
               should
               be
               Able
               to
               come
               at
               length
               to
               that
               Place
               ,
               Beyond
               which
               't
               is
               impossible
               that
               any
               one
               should
               Go
               :
               so
               thou
               must
               of
               necessity
               judge
               Him
               ,
               who
               hath
               Attein'd
               to
               that
               GOOD
               ,
               Beyond
               which
               't
               is
               impossible
               that
               any
               one
               should
               extend
               his
               Desires
               ,
               to
               be
               a
               Person
               Absolutely
               Accomplisht
               with
               the
               Greatest
               Strength
               ,
               or
               Ability
               .
               From
               whence
               it
               is
               most
               evident
               that
               whosoever
               are
               Wicked
               ,
               the
               same
               are
               destitute
               of
               all
               manner
               of
               Strength
               .
               For
               why
               do
               they
               leave
               Virtue
               ,
               and
               follow
               Vice
               ?
               is
               it
               because
               they
               are
               Ignorant
               of
               the
               True
               Good
               ?
               but
               what
               is
               more
               Feeble
               than
               Ignorance
               ,
               or
               
                 Spiritual
                 Blindness
              
               ?
               Do
               they
               Know
               what
               they
               should
               follow
               ,
               and
               endeavour
               after
               ,
               but
               their
               Lusts
               draw
               them
               aside
               some
               other
               way
               ?
               thus
               they
               appear
               to
               be
               most
               Feeble
               Creatures
               ,
               who
               are
               so
               Unable
               to
               Resist
               their
               Vitious
               Inclinations
               .
               Do
               they
               Knowingly
               ,
               and
               Willfully
               forsake
               that
               
               which
               is
               Good
               ,
               and
               turn
               to
               the
               way
               of
               Vice
               ?
               But
               if
               so
               ,
               they
               do
               not
               only
               cease
               to
               be
               Powerful
               ,
               but
               they
               wholly
               relinquish
               their
               True
               ,
               and
               Proper
               Being
               .
               For
               they
               who
               thus
               forsake
               the
               common
               End
               of
               All
               things
               that
               are
               ,
               cease
               also
               to
               have
               
                 their
                 Being
              
               .
               Which
               perhaps
               will
               seem
               to
               some
               to
               be
               very
               strange
               ,
               that
               we
               should
               say
               that
               Evill
               ,
               or
               
                 Wicked
                 men
              
               ,
               which
               are
               by
               far
               the
               greatest
               Number
               ,
               should
               cease
               to
               Be.
               But
               so
               it
               is
               for
               certain
               .
               For
               those
               ,
               who
               are
               
                 Evill
                 men
              
               ,
               I
               do
               not
               deny
               to
               be
               
                 Evill
                 men
              
               :
               but
               I
               deny
               that
               they
               may
               Purely
               ,
               and
               Simply
               be
               said
               be
               be
               Men.
               For
               as
               thou
               mayst
               say
               that
               a
               Carcass
               is
               a
               
                 Dead
                 Man
              
               ,
               but
               thou
               mayst
               not
               call
               it
               Simply
               ,
               and
               Absolutely
               a
               Man
               :
               so
               I
               shall
               grant
               that
               those
               ,
               who
               are
               Addicted
               to
               Vice
               ,
               are
               
                 Evill
                 men
              
               ,
               but
               I
               cannot
               acknowledge
               Absolutely
               that
               they
               are
               Men.
               For
               that
               Is
               ,
               or
               hath
               it's
               True
               ,
               and
               Proper
               Being
               ,
               which
               reteins
               Order
               ,
               and
               preserves
               it's
               Nature
               :
               from
               which
               whatsoever
               doth
               revolt
               ,
               it
               relinquisheth
               it's
               Proper
               Being
               ,
               which
               lyeth
               in
               it's
               Nature
               .
               But
               
                 Evill
                 men
              
               thou
               wilt
               say
               have
               some
               kind
               of
               Power
               :
               neither
               shall
               I
               deny
               it
               ;
               but
               this
               their
               Power
               
               does
               not
               proceed
               from
               Strength
               ,
               but
               Imbecillity
               :
               For
               they
               have
               the
               Power
               to
               
                 Do
                 Evill
              
               ,
               which
               they
               would
               not
               have
               ,
               if
               they
               had
               the
               
                 Effectual
                 Power
              
               of
               
                 Doing
                 Good.
              
               Which
               Possibility
               doth
               plainly
               shew
               that
               they
               have
               not
               any
               Power
               ,
               Truly
               ,
               and
               Properly
               so
               call'd
               .
               For
               if
               Evill
               have
               not
               any
               
                 Proper
                 Being
              
               ,
               or
               Nature
               ,
               as
               we
               prov'd
               a
               little
               before
               ,
               sith
               Wicked
               men
               have
               only
               the
               Power
               to
               Do
               Evill
               ,
               't
               is
               manifest
               that
               they
               have
               no
               True
               Power
               .
               It
               cannot
               be
               deny'd
               .
               And
               that
               thou
               mayst
               better
               understand
               what
               kind
               of
               Power
               this
               is
               ,
               we
               have
               determin'd
               a
               little
               before
               that
               ther
               's
               nothing
               more
               Powerful
               than
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good.
              
               I
               know
               thou
               hast
               ,
               said
               I.
               But
               the
               Same
               (
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               )
               Cannot
               Do
               that
               which
               is
               Evill
               .
               No
               surely
               .
               Will
               any
               one
               conceit
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               that
               Men
               Can
               Do
               All
               things
               ?
               None
               ,
               but
               such
               a
               one
               ,
               who
               is
               out
               of
               his
               wits
               .
               But
               they
               Can
               Do
               Evill
               .
               Would
               to
               God
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
               they
               had
               no
               such
               Power
               .
               Sith
               therefore
               He
               that
               Can
               Do
               nothing
               ,
               but
               that
               which
               is
               Good
               ,
               Can
               do
               All
               things
               ;
               but
               they
               Cannot
               Do
               All
               things
               ,
               who
               Can
               Do
               Evill
               ,
               't
               is
               manifest
               that
               their
               Power
               is
               the
               less
               in
               as
               much
               as
               
               they
               are
               Able
               to
               Do
               Evill
               .
               Add
               hereunto
               that
               All
               True
               Power
               is
               in
               the
               number
               of
               things
               that
               are
               to
               be
               Desir'd
               ,
               and
               we
               have
               prov'd
               that
               All
               things
               to
               be
               Desir'd
               are
               refer'd
               to
               Good
               ,
               as
               to
               that
               wherin
               their
               Perfection
               doth
               consist
               .
               But
               the
               Possibility
               of
               Performing
               a
               Wicked
               Action
               Cannot
               be
               refer'd
               to
               Good
               :
               therefore
               it
               is
               not
               to
               be
               Desir'd
               .
               But
               all
               True
               Power
               is
               to
               be
               Desir'd
               .
               'T
               is
               manifest
               therefore
               that
               the
               Possibility
               of
               Doing
               Evill
               is
               no
               True
               Power
               .
               Hence
               it
               appears
               that
               
                 Good
                 men
              
               are
               allwayes
               Powerful
               ,
               that
               
                 Wicked
                 men
              
               are
               most
               Feeble
               ,
               and
               Impotent
               .
               And
               the
               Truth
               of
               that
               Saying
               of
               Plato
               cannot
               be
               doubted
               .
               
                 That
                 Wise
                 men
                 onely
                 Do
                 what
                 they
                 Desire
                 ,
                 but
                 that
                 the
                 Wicked
                 Exercise
                 their
                 Lusts
                 ,
                 but
                 are
                 never
                 Able
                 to
                 Accomplish
                 their
                 Desires
                 .
              
               For
               they
               Do
               whatsoever
               their
               Lusts
               prompt
               them
               unto
               ,
               whilst
               by
               those
               Courses
               ,
               wherby
               they
               gratifie
               their
               Sensual
               Inclinations
               ,
               they
               hope
               to
               Attein
               to
               that
               Good
               which
               they
               Desire
               ;
               but
               they
               never
               Attein
               therunto
               ,
               for
               't
               is
               impossible
               that
               Villany
               should
               Approach
               to
               True
               Happiness
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               SECOND
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Kings
               are
               not
               potent
               ,
               if
               they
               be
               passionate
               .
            
             
               THose
               Tyrants
               ,
               which
               thou
               seest
               on
               High
            
             
               Thrones
               ,
               Cloath'd
               with
               Robes
               of
               Majesty
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Guards
               Encompassing
               their
               Seats
               ,
            
             
               Whilst
               all
               their
               Lookes
               are
               Silent
               Threats
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Proud
               Hearts
               swoln
               with
               causless
               Ire
               ;
            
             
               If
               they
               were
               stript
               of
               their
               Attire
               ,
            
             
               Of
               their
               False
               Shewes
               of
               Majesty
               ,
            
             
               These
               Sov'raign
               Lords
               a
               man
               might
               see
            
             
               To
               be
               themselves
               fast
               Bound
               with
               Chains
               ,
            
             
               That
               vex
               them
               with
               incessant
               Pains
               .
            
             
               Dire
               Lechery
               (
               that
               Smiles
               ,
               and
               Kills
               )
            
             
               Their
               Cups
               with
               Sweet
               Wine
               Poyson'd
               fills
               :
            
             
               Wrath
               makes
               a
               Tempest
               in
               the
               Soule
               ,
            
             
               Vnruly
               Thoughts
               ,
               like
               Billowes
               ,
               roule
               :
            
             
               Sometimes
               they
               sink
               in
               deep
               Despair
               ,
            
             
               Sometimes
               Hope
               throwes
               them
               here
               ,
               and
               there
               .
            
             
               Thou
               seest
               how
               such
               Fierce
               Tyrants
               be
            
             
               Enslav'd
               unto
               the
               Tyranny
            
             
               Of
               Many
               Lords
               :
               what
               they
               would
               ,
               they
               can't
               do
               :
            
             
               But
               where
               those
               Lords
               command
               ,
               there
               must
               they
               go
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               THIRD
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               That
               good
               men
               are
               not
               without
               reward
               ,
               nor
               evil
               without
               punishments
               .
            
             
               SEEST
               thou
               then
               what
               Filth
               all
               Villany
               walloweth
               in
               ,
               and
               how
               great
               a
               Splendor
               there
               is
               in
               True
               Virtue
               ,
               and
               Integrity
               ?
               In
               this
               it
               plainly
               appears
               that
               
                 Good
                 men
              
               are
               allwayes
               Rewarded
               ,
               
                 Evill
                 men
              
               are
               allwayes
               Tormented
               .
               For
               that
               ,
               for
               which
               any
               Action
               is
               Perform'd
               ,
               seemeth
               to
               be
               the
               Reward
               of
               that
               same
               Performance
               :
               as
               a
               Crown
               ,
               or
               Garland
               ,
               for
               which
               a
               man
               Runs
               ,
               is
               propos'd
               as
               a
               Reward
               to
               him
               that
               Runs
               a
               Race
               .
               But
               we
               have
               prov'd
               Happiness
               is
               that
               very
               GOOD
               for
               which
               All
               Actions
               are
               Perform'd
               :
               That
               GOOD
               therefore
               is
               the
               common
               Reward
               that
               is
               propos'd
               to
               All
               Humane
               Actions
               .
               But
               This
               cannot
               be
               kept
               from
               
                 Good
                 men
              
               .
               For
               he
               may
               not
               any
               longer
               be
               called
               a
               
                 Good
                 man
              
               ,
               who
               is
               not
               Partaker
               of
               this
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good.
              
               Let
               the
               Wicked
               then
               Rage
               ,
               a
               Wise
               ,
               and
               Virtuous
               man
               keeps
               on
               his
               Crown
               ,
               and
               it
               Fadeth
               not
               away
               .
               For
               
               the
               Iniquity
               of
               Other
               men
               can
               never
               deprive
               a
               Pious
               Soule
               of
               it's
               Proper
               Ornament
               .
               If
               he
               did
               Rejoyce
               in
               what
               he
               hath
               Receiv'd
               from
               Without
               ,
               this
               any
               other
               man
               ,
               even
               he
               ,
               who
               confer'd
               it
               on
               him
               ,
               might
               deprive
               him
               of
               .
               But
               sith
               it
               is
               confer'd
               on
               him
               by
               that
               Goodness
               ,
               which
               is
               Within
               himselfe
               ,
               he
               will
               never
               want
               his
               Reward
               ,
               as
               long
               ,
               as
               he
               continues
               to
               be
               Good.
               Lastly
               sith
               every
               Reward
               is
               therefore
               Desir'd
               because
               it
               is
               believ'd
               to
               be
               Good
               ,
               who
               will
               ever
               judge
               that
               he
               who
               Possesseth
               the
               
                 True
                 Good
              
               can
               miss
               his
               Reward
               ?
               But
               what
               is
               this
               Reward
               ?
               certainly
               the
               Fairest
               ,
               and
               Greatest
               of
               All
               Rewards
               .
               Remember
               the
               Corollary
               which
               I
               gave
               thee
               but
               a
               little
               before
               ,
               and
               gather
               in
               the
               full
               Proofe
               of
               what
               I
               have
               said
               thus
               :
               Sith
               the
               Soveraign
               Good
               is
               True
               Happines
               ,
               't
               is
               manifest
               that
               All
               Good
               men
               even
               in
               this
               that
               they
               are
               Good
               do
               become
               Truly
               Happy
               .
               But
               it
               has
               been
               concluded
               that
               those
               ,
               who
               are
               Truly
               Happy
               are
               Gods.
               Such
               therefore
               is
               the
               Reward
               of
               
                 Good
                 men
              
               ,
               which
               shall
               not
               be
               worn
               out
               by
               the
               longest
               Time
               ,
               nor
               diminisht
               by
               any
               mans
               Power
               ,
               nor
               defil'd
               by
               any
               mans
               Iniquity
               ,
               
                 viz.
                 To
                 become
                 Gods.
              
               
               And
               sith
               these
               things
               are
               so
               ,
               what
               Wise
               man
               can
               ever
               doubt
               of
               the
               Pains
               ,
               and
               Anxieties
               that
               are
               implyed
               in
               the
               nature
               of
               All
               Wicked
               Actions
               .
               For
               sith
               Good
               ,
               and
               
                 Evill
                 ,
                 Punishment
              
               ,
               and
               Reward
               are
               Opposite
               ,
               it
               must
               needs
               be
               that
               whatsoever
               we
               see
               in
               the
               Reward
               of
               Good
               ,
               that
               which
               is
               directly
               Contrary
               therunto
               may
               be
               seen
               in
               the
               Punishment
               of
               Evill
               .
               As
               Virtue
               therefore
               is
               the
               Reward
               of
               the
               Virtuous
               ,
               so
               Vice
               and
               Impurity
               is
               the
               Torment
               of
               the
               Wicked
               .
               But
               now
               whosoever
               suffers
               Punishment
               doubts
               not
               but
               that
               he
               is
               opprest
               with
               Evill
               .
               If
               therefore
               they
               would
               rightly
               Judge
               of
               themselves
               ,
               could
               it
               seem
               to
               them
               that
               they
               are
               free
               from
               Trouble
               ,
               and
               Vexation
               ,
               whom
               Wickedness
               the
               greatest
               of
               all
               Evils
               doth
               not
               only
               oppress
               ,
               but
               Pierce
               through
               ,
               seizing
               ,
               and
               Perverting
               all
               their
               Faculties
               ?
               But
               Observe
               what
               Pains
               ,
               and
               Anxieties
               attend
               the
               Wicked
               ,
               in
               opposition
               to
               what
               we
               have
               said
               of
               the
               True
               Pleasure
               ,
               and
               Satisfaction
               of
               those
               that
               are
               sincerely
               ,
               and
               firmly
               Possest
               of
               True
               Goodness
               ,
               and
               Virtue
               .
               For
               thou
               hast
               been
               taught
               a
               little
               before
               ,
               that
               whatsoever
               Is
               ,
               or
               hath
               any
               Proper
               
               Being
               ,
               is
               One
               ,
               and
               that
               ONE
               is
               GOOD
               .
               The
               Consequence
               of
               which
               is
               this
               ,
               whatsoever
               hath
               any
               
                 Proper
                 Being
              
               ,
               that
               also
               is
               Good.
               And
               thus
               whatsoever
               failes
               to
               be
               Good
               ,
               ceaseth
               to
               Be
               :
               whence
               it
               is
               manifest
               that
               
                 Evill
                 men
              
               cease
               to
               Be
               ,
               what
               they
               Were
               .
               But
               that
               they
               were
               Men
               is
               shown
               by
               the
               Shape
               of
               an
               Humane
               Body
               ,
               which
               still
               remains
               .
               Wherefore
               the
               Temper
               of
               their
               Minds
               being
               Chang'd
               into
               such
               Evill
               Dispositions
               they
               have
               lost
               the
               True
               Nature
               of
               Man.
               But
               sith
               Goodness
               ,
               and
               Piety
               only
               can
               Advance
               any
               one
               beyond
               the
               Condition
               of
               Men
               ,
               it
               must
               needs
               be
               that
               those
               whom
               Wickedness
               hath
               Degraded
               from
               their
               Humanity
               ,
               should
               fall
               beneath
               the
               Merit
               ,
               or
               Dignity
               of
               a
               
                 Rational
                 Creature
              
               .
               Therefore
               whomsoever
               thou
               seest
               Transform'd
               by
               Vice
               ,
               thou
               mayst
               not
               any
               longer
               Esteem
               him
               ,
               as
               a
               Man.
               Dost
               thou
               see
               any
               one
               to
               commit
               Rapine
               ,
               being
               Enflam'd
               with
               the
               Love
               of
               Riches
               ?
               thou
               mayst
               say
               that
               he
               is
               a
               Wolfe
               .
               Is
               any
               one
               Fierce
               ,
               and
               Unquiet
               ,
               exercising
               his
               Tongue
               perpetually
               in
               Brauls
               ,
               and
               Contentious
               speeches
               ?
               thou
               mayst
               compare
               him
               to
               a
               Dog.
               If
               he
               delight
               in
               
               subtle
               Cheats
               ,
               and
               Wiles
               ,
               thou
               mayst
               compare
               him
               to
               a
               Fox
               .
               Is
               he
               unable
               to
               suppress
               his
               Anger
               ,
               breaking
               forth
               into
               the
               greatest
               Fury
               upon
               the
               least
               provocation
               ?
               let
               him
               be
               Judg'd
               to
               have
               the
               Soule
               of
               a
               Lion
               .
               Is
               he
               exceeding
               Timorous
               ,
               and
               ready
               to
               Flye
               ,
               where
               there
               is
               not
               the
               least
               cause
               of
               any
               Fear
               ?
               let
               him
               be
               liken'd
               to
               the
               Hart.
               Is
               he
               Dull
               ,
               and
               Slothful
               ?
               he
               leads
               the
               Life
               of
               an
               Ass
               .
               Is
               he
               light
               ,
               and
               Inconstant
               ,
               allwayes
               changing
               his
               Resolutions
               ?
               he
               is
               like
               the
               Foules
               of
               the
               Aire
               .
               Does
               he
               Wallow
               in
               the
               Mire
               of
               Filthy
               Lusts
               ?
               he
               is
               taken
               with
               the
               Pleasure
               ef
               a
               Dirty
               Sow
               .
               Thus
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               whosoever
               having
               deserted
               all
               True
               Goodness
               ,
               and
               Piety
               ceaseth
               to
               be
               a
               Man
               ,
               sith
               he
               cannot
               Attein
               to
               the
               Divine
               Condition
               ,
               he
               is
               turned
               into
               a
               Beast
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               THIRD
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               That
               vices
               are
               of
               greater
               force
               ,
               than
               enchantments
               .
            
             
               ULysses
               with
               his
               Friends
               Arrives
            
             
               Vnto
               the
               Isle
               ,
               where
               Circe
               Dwelt
               :
            
             
               With
               Cups
               Enchanted
               she
               receives
            
             
               Her
               Guests
               ,
               whose
               Power
               they
               quickly
               felt
               .
            
             
               This
               Man
               is
               chang'd
               into
               a
               Bore
               :
            
             
               A
               Lions
               Shape
               another
               takes
               :
            
             
               A
               third
               ,
               when
               he
               would
               fain
               Deplore
            
             
               These
               Changes
               ,
               his
               own
               Shape
               forsakes
               .
            
             
               And
               now
               he
               doth
               not
               Weep
               ,
               but
               Howle
               :
            
             
               One's
               Chang'd
               into
               a
               Tygress
               mild
               ,
            
             
               Such
               ,
               as
               the
               Indians
               do
               Controule
               ,
            
             
               As
               though
               't
               were
               not
               by
               nature
               Wild.
            
             
               But
               Mercury
               commiserates
            
             
               Ulysses
               ,
               and
               him
               saves
               from
               harme
               :
            
             
               Though
               for
               him
               also
               Circe
               waits
            
             
               To
               plague
               him
               with
               her
               direful
               Charme
               .
            
             
               Yet
               those
               that
               Sailed
               with
               Him
               sup
            
             
               The
               Dregs
               of
               Her
               Enchanted
               Cup.
            
             
               The
               New-Made
               Swine
               their
               Akorns
               Eat
               ,
            
             
               Estranged
               now
               from
               Their
               own
               Kind
               ,
            
             
             
               In
               Voice
               ,
               in
               Body
               ,
               and
               in
               Meat
               ,
            
             
               In
               all
               things
               else
               ,
               except
               the
               Mind
               ,
            
             
               Which
               for
               this
               Monstrous
               Change
               doth
               Grieve
               :
            
             
               O
               feeble
               Charme
               ,
               which
               though
               it
               can
            
             
               Make
               Humane
               Shape
               the
               Shape
               receive
            
             
               Of
               Beast
               ,
               it
               cannot
               Change
               the
               Man.
            
             
               The
               Life
               ,
               and
               Vigor
               of
               Mankind
            
             
               Is
               Inward
               in
               the
               Heav'n-born
               Mind
               .
            
             
               This
               Poison
               (
               Vice
               )
               is
               stronger
               far
               ,
            
             
               Man
               of
               Himselfe
               It
               quite
               deprives
               ;
            
             
               Although
               the
               Outward
               Man
               It
               spare
            
             
               Men
               lose
               by
               It
               Their
               proper
               Lives
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               The
               FOURTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Of
               the
               misery
               of
               wicked
               men
               .
            
             
               BUT
               the
               Vulgar
               regards
               not
               these
               things
               .
               What
               then
               ?
               shall
               we
               be
               like
               them
               ,
               whom
               we
               have
               demonstrated
               to
               be
               no
               other
               than
               a
               sort
               of
               
                 Irrational
                 Creatures
              
               ?
               What
               if
               any
               one
               having
               wholly
               lost
               his
               Sight
               ,
               should
               forget
               that
               he
               had
               ever
               seen
               any
               thing
               ,
               and
               conceit
               that
               there
               was
               nothing
               wanting
               to
               him
               of
               Humane
               Perfection
               ,
               should
               we
               therefore
               
               judge
               those
               that
               retein
               their
               Sight
               to
               be
               Blind
               likewise
               ?
               For
               the
               Vulgar
               refuse
               their
               Assent
               to
               this
               also
               ,
               which
               depends
               upon
               as
               firm
               ,
               and
               solid
               grounds
               ,
               as
               any
               thing
               we
               have
               formerly
               demonstrated
               ,
               viz.
               
               
                 That
                 those
                 Persons
                 are
                 more
                 Miserable
                 that
                 Do
                 an
                 Injury
                 ,
                 than
                 those
                 that
                 Suffer
                 it
                 .
              
               I
               would
               fain
               hear
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
               what
               grounds
               thou
               canst
               shew
               for
               this
               .
               Dost
               thou
               deny
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               that
               every
               Wicked
               man
               is
               worthy
               of
               Punishment
               ?
               No
               surely
               .
               But
               it
               appears
               by
               many
               Reasons
               that
               they
               are
               Miserable
               ,
               who
               are
               Wicked
               .
               'T
               is
               true
               ,
               said
               I.
               Whosoever
               then
               are
               worthy
               of
               Punishment
               ,
               thou
               doubtest
               not
               but
               they
               are
               Miserable
               .
               It
               cannot
               be
               deny'd
               ,
               quoth
               I.
               If
               therefore
               thou
               didst
               sit
               ,
               as
               a
               Judge
               ,
               on
               whom
               wouldst
               thou
               conceive
               that
               Punishment
               should
               be
               inflicted
               ,
               on
               him
               ,
               who
               has
               Done
               ,
               or
               on
               him
               who
               has
               Suffer'd
               an
               Injury
               ?
               I
               doubt
               not
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
               but
               that
               I
               should
               satisfie
               the
               Person
               Injur'd
               by
               the
               Griefe
               of
               him
               ,
               that
               hath
               done
               the
               Injury
               .
               The
               Injurious
               therefore
               would
               seem
               to
               be
               more
               Miserable
               ,
               than
               he
               ,
               who
               hath
               receiv'd
               the
               Injury
               .
               It
               followes
               indeed
               ,
               said
               I.
               By
               this
               Reason
               therefore
               and
               others
               
               of
               the
               like
               Importance
               ,
               viz.
               that
               Vice
               and
               Impurity
               does
               by
               it's
               own
               Nature
               make
               men
               Miserable
               ,
               it
               is
               most
               evident
               that
               he
               who
               offers
               an
               Injury
               ,
               not
               he
               ,
               who
               receives
               it
               ,
               doth
               thereby
               become
               Miserable
               .
               But
               now
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               our
               Advocates
               Act
               quite
               contrary
               to
               this
               .
               For
               they
               endeavour
               to
               move
               the
               Pity
               ,
               or
               Commiseration
               of
               the
               Judges
               towards
               those
               ,
               who
               have
               Suffer'd
               some
               Great
               Injury
               ,
               wheras
               indeed
               they
               should
               be
               rather
               Pityed
               ,
               who
               have
               contracted
               the
               Guilt
               of
               being
               so
               Injurious
               :
               whom
               their
               Accusers
               should
               not
               be
               mov'd
               to
               bring
               before
               the
               Judge
               by
               Wrath
               ,
               and
               Indignation
               ,
               but
               by
               a
               Generous
               Pity
               ,
               and
               Desire
               of
               their
               Welfare
               ,
               as
               
                 Sick
                 folk
              
               are
               brought
               to
               the
               Physitian
               ,
               that
               by
               the
               Infliction
               of
               External
               Punishment
               they
               may
               be
               Cur'd
               of
               their
               Inward
               Distempers
               .
               And
               thus
               the
               Employment
               of
               those
               that
               Plead
               for
               Offenders
               would
               either
               totally
               cease
               ,
               or
               if
               it
               should
               be
               continued
               for
               the
               Good
               of
               Mankind
               ,
               it
               would
               be
               turn'd
               into
               the
               Form
               of
               an
               Accusation
               .
               The
               Wicked
               themselves
               if
               they
               could
               have
               but
               a
               Glimpse
               of
               Virtue
               ,
               which
               they
               have
               Forsaken
               ,
               and
               could
               perceive
               
               that
               they
               should
               be
               in
               some
               capacity
               of
               cleansing
               themselves
               from
               the
               Filth
               of
               their
               Vices
               by
               receiving
               their
               due
               Punishment
               ,
               their
               Pains
               being
               recompenc'd
               with
               the
               obteining
               of
               True
               Goodness
               ,
               and
               Piety
               ,
               they
               would
               not
               esteem
               them
               to
               be
               the
               Object
               of
               their
               Horror
               ,
               and
               Aversation
               ,
               and
               they
               would
               refuse
               the
               Assistance
               of
               those
               men
               ,
               that
               make
               Apologies
               for
               such
               who
               Deserve
               Punishment
               ,
               and
               yeild
               themseles
               to
               be
               Dispos'd
               of
               according
               to
               the
               Pleasure
               of
               their
               Accusers
               ,
               and
               of
               the
               Judges
               .
               Whence
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               among
               Wise
               men
               there
               is
               no
               Place
               left
               for
               Hatred
               .
               For
               who
               but
               an
               egregious
               Foole
               will
               Hate
               Good
               men
               ?
               And
               it
               is
               also
               against
               all
               Reason
               to
               Hate
               Wicked
               men
               .
               For
               if
               a
               Vitious
               ,
               and
               Depraved
               Temper
               be
               the
               Sickness
               of
               the
               Soule
               ;
               sith
               we
               judge
               those
               that
               are
               Sick
               in
               Body
               in
               no
               wise
               to
               deserve
               our
               Hatred
               ,
               but
               rather
               our
               Pity
               ,
               much
               rather
               are
               they
               not
               to
               be
               Hated
               ,
               but
               Pityed
               ,
               whose
               Minds
               are
               opprest
               with
               Vice
               ,
               and
               Impurity
               ,
               a
               more
               Cruel
               Distemper
               than
               any
               that
               can
               afflict
               the
               Body
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               FOURTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               No
               man
               is
               to
               be
               hated
               ,
               the
               good
               are
               to
               be
               loved
               ,
               and
               the
               evil
               to
               be
               pityed
               .
            
             
               WHy
               do
               you
               ,
               Mortals
               ,
               labour
               so
            
             
               To
               Get
               your
               Deaths
               with
               your
               own
               Hands
               ?
            
             
               Although
               you
               would
               ,
               you
               cannot
               go
            
             
               From
               Fate
               :
               It
               's
               Course
               no
               Power
               withstands
               .
            
             
               Those
               ,
               whom
               the
               Wild
               Beasts
               would
               Annoy
               ,
            
             
               And
               Tear
               both
               with
               their
               Teeth
               ,
               and
               Clawes
               ,
            
             
               Each
               other
               would
               with
               Swords
               Destroy
               .
            
             
               Is
               't
               that
               they
               Differ
               in
               their
               Lawes
               ,
            
             
               And
               Manners
               that
               they
               so
               Pursue
            
             
               Each
               other
               ?
               This
               we
               can't
               Approve
               .
            
             
               If
               thou
               wilt
               yeild
               to
               All
               their
               Due
               :
            
             
               The
               
                 Wicked
                 Pity
                 ,
                 Good
                 men
                 Love.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               FIFTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Boetius
               complaineth
               ,
               that
               prosperity
               and
               adversity
               are
               common
               both
               to
               good
               and
               badd
               .
            
             
               THEN
               said
               I.
               I
               see
               what
               Felicity
               is
               implyed
               in
               the
               Nature
               of
               Good
               ,
               and
               what
               Misery
               in
               the
               Nature
               of
               Evil
               Actions
               .
               But
               in
               this
               Outward
               Estate
               about
               which
               the
               Generality
               of
               men
               are
               so
               much
               concern'd
               ,
               it
               seemeth
               to
               me
               that
               there
               is
               somewhat
               of
               Good
               ,
               and
               somewhat
               of
               Evill
               .
               For
               no
               Wise
               man
               would
               choose
               rather
               to
               be
               
                 Banisht
                 ,
                 Poore
                 ,
                 Disgrac'd
              
               ,
               than
               to
               remain
               Safe
               in
               his
               own
               Country
               ,
               Rich
               ,
               Honor'd
               ,
               Powerful
               .
               For
               by
               such
               means
               Wisedome
               Acts
               her
               Part
               with
               greater
               Renown
               ,
               and
               with
               more
               Advantage
               to
               the
               World
               ,
               the
               Happiness
               of
               those
               that
               are
               in
               Authority
               being
               in
               a
               manner
               transfus'd
               into
               the
               People
               that
               are
               under
               them
               :
               especially
               sith
               Prisons
               ,
               Lawes
               ,
               and
               all
               Legall
               Penalties
               ,
               are
               Ordain'd
               for
               those
               ,
               that
               are
               Injurious
               .
               Therefore
               I
               am
               Astonisht
               to
               see
               things
               thus
               turned
               upside
               down
               ,
               Good
               men
               lying
               under
               such
               Punishments
               ,
               
               as
               are
               due
               to
               the
               Wicked
               ,
               the
               Rewards
               of
               Virtue
               being
               snatcht
               away
               by
               those
               that
               have
               immerst
               themselves
               in
               the
               deepest
               Vices
               .
               But
               I
               should
               less
               wonder
               if
               I
               did
               believe
               All
               things
               to
               be
               huddled
               in
               Confusion
               by
               Chance
               ,
               or
               Casualty
               .
               Now
               it
               encreaseth
               my
               Astonishment
               that
               GOD
               is
               the
               Governor
               of
               All
               things
               :
               sith
               He
               often
               distributes
               Ease
               ,
               and
               Contentment
               to
               Good
               men
               ,
               and
               Trouble
               ,
               and
               Vexation
               to
               Wicked
               men
               ;
               and
               on
               the
               contrary
               much
               Hardship
               ,
               and
               Affliction
               to
               Good
               men
               ,
               and
               the
               greatest
               Prosperity
               to
               the
               Wicked
               ,
               unless
               there
               may
               be
               a
               Reason
               given
               for
               these
               things
               ,
               how
               doth
               his
               Government
               differ
               any
               whit
               from
               Chance
               ,
               or
               meer
               Casualtie
               ?
               'T
               is
               no
               wonder
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               if
               any
               thing
               seem
               to
               be
               Disorder'd
               ,
               and
               Confus'd
               ,
               the
               Order
               therof
               being
               not
               discover'd
               .
               But
               although
               thou
               dost
               not
               understand
               the
               Cause
               of
               this
               Management
               of
               the
               Vniverse
               ,
               yet
               sith
               it
               is
               Govern'd
               By
               Almighty
               GOODNESS
               ,
               thou
               mayst
               not
               doubt
               but
               that
               All
               things
               are
               
                 Done
                 for
                 the
                 Best
              
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               FIFTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Admiration
               ceaseth
               ,
               when
               the
               causes
               of
               things
               are
               known
               .
            
             
               WHo
               knowes
               not
               how
               Stars
               neer
               the
               Poles
               do
               slide
               ,
            
             
               And
               how
               Bootes
               his
               slow
               waine
               does
               guide
               ,
            
             
               Why
               he
               sets
               late
               ,
               and
               does
               so
               early
               rise
               ,
            
             
               May
               wonder
               at
               the
               courses
               of
               the
               skies
               .
            
             
               If
               the
               full
               Moon
               bereaved
               is
               of
               light
            
             
               Infested
               with
               a
               darkness
               like
               to
               night
               ,
            
             
               An
               errour
               straight
               through
               Vulgar
               minds
               doth
               pass
               ,
            
             
               To
               ease
               her
               labou'ring
               light
               they
               beat
               on
               Braess
               :
            
             
               But
               no
               one
               wonders
               why
               the
               Winds
               do
               blow
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               why
               hot
               Phaebus
               beams
               dissolve
               the
               snow
               ,
            
             
               These
               are
               well
               known
               ,
               the
               other
               hidden
               lye
               ,
            
             
               And
               therefore
               more
               our
               hearts
               they
               terrifie
               .
            
             
               Those
               strange
               Events
               ,
               which
               Time
               but
               seldome
               brings
               ,
            
             
               And
               the
               vaine
               people
               count
               as
               suddain
               things
               ,
            
             
               If
               we
               our
               mind
               ;
               from
               ignorance
               could
               free
               ,
            
             
               No
               longer
               would
               by
               us
               admired
               be
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               SIXTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               Of
               providence
               and
               Fate
               ,
               and
               why
               prosperitie
               and
               adversitie
               are
               common
               both
               to
               good
               and
               bad
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               right
               ,
               said
               I.
               But
               sith
               it
               is
               thy
               Taske
               to
               unfold
               the
               hidden
               Causes
               of
               things
               ,
               and
               to
               Clear
               the
               Obscurest
               Truthes
               ;
               I
               pray
               thee
               Determine
               this
               matter
               :
               and
               because
               this
               Strange
               thing
               is
               that
               ,
               by
               which
               I
               am
               most
               disturb'd
               ,
               and
               perplext
               ,
               Discourse
               therof
               at
               large
               .
               Then
               Smiling
               a
               little
               she
               spake
               thus
               :
               This
               Inquiry
               is
               the
               most
               difficult
               of
               all
               ,
               which
               will
               hardly
               be
               satisfyed
               with
               any
               thing
               that
               can
               be
               said
               in
               Answear
               therunto
               .
               For
               the
               Matter
               is
               such
               that
               one
               doubt
               being
               Cutt
               of
               ,
               many
               others
               Grow
               up
               like
               the
               
                 Heads
                 of
                 the
                 Snake
                 Hydra
              
               :
               neither
               will
               there
               be
               any
               end
               of
               these
               Doubts
               ,
               and
               Scruples
               ,
               unless
               they
               are
               Burnt
               up
               with
               the
               most
               Lively
               Fire
               of
               an
               Ardent
               Mind
               .
               For
               here
               Questions
               are
               wont
               to
               be
               made
               of
               the
               Simplicity
               of
               Providence
               ,
               of
               the
               Series
               of
               Fate
               ,
               of
               sudden
               ,
               and
               unexpected
               Accidents
               ,
               of
               
               the
               Divine
               Knowledge
               ,
               and
               Predestination
               ,
               of
               the
               Liberty
               of
               the
               Will
               :
               And
               of
               how
               great
               Weight
               such
               Questions
               are
               ,
               Thou
               thy selfe
               art
               not
               unsensible
               .
               But
               because
               the
               Knowing
               of
               these
               things
               is
               a
               part
               of
               the
               Medicine
               which
               thy
               Distemper
               requires
               ,
               although
               I
               am
               much
               streightned
               with
               the
               shortness
               of
               Time
               ,
               yet
               I
               shall
               endeavour
               to
               say
               somewhat
               in
               Answear
               to
               the
               Deep
               Question
               thou
               hast
               propos'd
               .
               But
               though
               thou
               art
               much
               taken
               with
               the
               sweet
               Harmony
               of
               our
               Verses
               ,
               thou
               must
               defer
               this
               Pleasure
               a
               little
               while
               ,
               'till
               I
               shall
               have
               made
               a
               due
               ,
               and
               orderly
               Contexture
               of
               such
               Reasons
               ,
               as
               tend
               to
               the
               Solution
               of
               thy
               Doubts
               .
               Do
               as
               thou
               thinkst
               fit
               ,
               said
               I.
               Then
               as
               if
               she
               past
               to
               another
               Subject
               ,
               thus
               she
               Discourst
               .
               The
               Generation
               of
               All
               things
               ,
               and
               All
               the
               Progress
               of
               Changeable
               Natures
               ,
               and
               whatsoever
               has
               any
               kind
               of
               Motion
               ,
               receiveth
               it's
               Causes
               ,
               Order
               ,
               Formes
               from
               the
               Stability
               of
               the
               
                 Divine
                 Mind
              
               .
               Which
               remaining
               Stedfast
               ,
               and
               Immovable
               in
               the
               Hight
               of
               it's
               own
               Simplicity
               doth
               Assign
               a
               Manifold
               ,
               and
               Variable
               Manner
               of
               Proceeding
               to
               the
               Affairs
               here
               below
               .
               Which
               Manner
               of
               Proceeding
               ,
               
               whilst
               it
               is
               Beheld
               in
               the
               Purity
               of
               the
               
                 Divine
                 Intelligence
              
               ,
               is
               called
               PROVIDENCE
               :
               but
               when
               it
               is
               refer'd
               to
               the
               things
               that
               it
               Moveth
               ,
               and
               Disposeth
               ,
               the
               Antients
               gave
               it
               the
               name
               of
               FATE
               .
               That
               these
               Two
               do
               differ
               thus
               from
               one
               another
               ,
               it
               will
               easily
               appear
               ,
               if
               any
               man
               shall
               consider
               the
               Importance
               of
               each
               of
               them
               .
               For
               Providence
               is
               that
               Divine
               Reason
               seated
               in
               the
               SOVERAIGN
               LORD
               of
               the
               Whole
               Creation
               ,
               which
               Disposeth
               All
               things
               :
               but
               Fate
               is
               that
               Disposition
               inhaerent
               in
               things
               Movable
               ,
               by
               which
               Providence
               Embraceth
               them
               All
               at
               once
               ,
               though
               they
               are
               Divers
               ,
               though
               they
               are
               Infinite
               :
               But
               Fate
               puts
               them
               into
               their
               several
               Ranks
               ,
               according
               to
               Motion
               ,
               Places
               ,
               Formes
               ,
               and
               Times
               :
               so
               that
               the
               Unfolding
               of
               the
               Order
               of
               things
               in
               Time
               ,
               being
               Simple
               ,
               and
               Undivided
               in
               the
               Prospect
               of
               the
               Divine
               Mind
               ,
               is
               called
               Providence
               :
               but
               the
               same
               Vnity
               ,
               or
               Simplicity
               ,
               being
               as
               it
               were
               Sever'd
               ,
               and
               Unfolded
               in
               the
               Successions
               of
               Time
               ,
               is
               called
               Fate
               .
               Though
               these
               Two
               are
               Divers
               ,
               yet
               one
               depends
               on
               the
               other
               .
               For
               the
               Order
               of
               Fate
               proceeds
               from
               the
               Simplicity
               of
               
               Providence
               .
               For
               the
               Artificer
               perceiving
               in
               his
               Mind
               the
               Form
               ,
               or
               Fashion
               of
               the
               thing
               ,
               he
               is
               about
               to
               Make
               ,
               begins
               to
               Effect
               what
               he
               has
               Contriv'd
               ;
               and
               what
               he
               Saw
               all
               at
               once
               in
               his
               Mind
               ,
               he
               Works
               out
               at
               Divers
               Times
               with
               his
               Hands
               :
               So
               GOD
               by
               Providence
               Disposeth
               All
               things
               at
               once
               firmly
               ,
               and
               Unalterably
               :
               but
               by
               Fate
               these
               same
               things
               ,
               which
               He
               hath
               Dispos'd
               ,
               He
               Manageth
               in
               a
               Manifold
               ,
               and
               Variable
               Manner
               .
               Whether
               therefore
               Fate
               be
               exercis'd
               by
               certain
               Divine
               Spirits
               ,
               Attending
               upon
               Providence
               ,
               or
               by
               the
               whole
               Course
               of
               Nature
               ,
               or
               by
               the
               Motions
               of
               the
               Stars
               &c.
               
               Certainly
               it
               is
               manifest
               that
               Providence
               is
               the
               Immovable
               ,
               and
               
                 Simple
                 Form
              
               of
               things
               to
               be
               Done
               :
               but
               that
               Fate
               is
               the
               Movable
               Connexion
               ,
               and
               Temporal
               Order
               of
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               
                 Divine
                 Simplicity
              
               hath
               Ordain'd
               .
               Whence
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               ,
               that
               All
               things
               ,
               which
               are
               under
               Fate
               ,
               are
               subject
               also
               to
               Providence
               ;
               which
               Fate
               it selfe
               is
               subject
               unto
               .
               But
               some
               that
               are
               under
               Providence
               are
               beyond
               the
               Compass
               of
               Fate
               .
               Such
               are
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               being
               Fixt
               ,
               and
               Immovable
               by
               their
               Neerness
               to
               the
               FIRST
               
               DIVINITY
               Transcend
               the
               Order
               of
               
                 Fatal
                 Alterations
              
               .
               For
               as
               of
               Orbs
               ,
               or
               Circles
               which
               turn
               themselves
               about
               the
               same
               Centre
               ,
               that
               which
               is
               Inmost
               comes
               neer
               to
               the
               Simplicity
               of
               the
               Centre
               ,
               or
               Middle-Point
               ,
               and
               is
               as
               it
               were
               the
               Centre
               to
               the
               other
               Orbs
               ,
               about
               which
               they
               are
               turn'd
               :
               but
               the
               Outmost
               ,
               by
               how
               much
               the
               farther
               it
               is
               from
               the
               Centre
               ,
               with
               so
               much
               the
               Larger
               Compass
               it
               is
               Wheel'd
               about
               ;
               And
               if
               any
               Joyn
               it selfe
               to
               that
               Middle-point
               ,
               it
               ceaseth
               from
               it's
               former
               Revolution
               :
               In
               like
               manner
               that
               which
               goes
               farther
               from
               the
               FIRST
               MIND
               is
               more
               Entangled
               in
               the
               Cords
               of
               Fate
               ;
               and
               by
               so
               much
               any
               thing
               is
               at
               Liberty
               from
               Fate
               ,
               by
               how
               much
               Neerer
               it
               Approacheth
               to
               that
               Centre
               of
               All
               things
               .
               If
               so
               be
               that
               it
               constantly
               Adhere
               to
               the
               Firmness
               ,
               and
               Stability
               of
               the
               Supream
               Mind
               ,
               sith
               it
               Moves
               not
               to
               ,
               and
               fro
               ,
               it
               keeps
               above
               the
               Necessity
               of
               Fate
               .
               Therefore
               as
               Reasoning
               or
               Discourse
               is
               to
               the
               Intellect
               ;
               as
               that
               which
               is
               Produc'd
               to
               that
               which
               hath
               
                 Being
                 of
                 it selfe
              
               ;
               Time
               to
               Aeternity
               ;
               a
               Circle
               to
               the
               Centre
               :
               so
               is
               the
               Movable
               Series
               of
               Fate
               to
               the
               Stable
               Simplicity
               
               of
               Providence
               .
               This
               Series
               of
               Fate
               Moveth
               Heaven
               ,
               and
               the
               Stars
               ,
               Ordereth
               ,
               and
               Disposeth
               the
               Elements
               in
               their
               Commixtures
               and
               Transmutations
               .
               The
               same
               reneweth
               things
               that
               
                 spring
                 up
              
               ,
               and
               
                 dye
                 away
              
               ,
               by
               the
               wonted
               Courses
               of
               Seed
               ,
               and
               that
               which
               it
               Bringeth
               forth
               .
               This
               *
               Binds
               together
               the
               Actions
               ,
               and
               Fortunes
               of
               men
               with
               an
               Indissoluble
               Connexion
               of
               Causes
               :
               which
               ,
               sith
               they
               proceed
               from
               those
               Immovable
               Causes
               ,
               must
               needs
               be
               themselves
               also
               Immovable
               .
               For
               so
               are
               things
               Govern'd
               in
               the
               
                 Best
                 Manner
              
               ,
               that
               can
               be
               ,
               if
               Simplicity
               remaining
               in
               the
               
                 Divine
                 Mind
              
               ,
               gives
               out
               a
               Necessary
               ,
               and
               Unalterable
               Order
               of
               Causes
               ;
               but
               this
               Order
               by
               it's
               own
               Incommutability
               keeps
               all
               things
               Mutable
               within
               their
               several
               Ranks
               ,
               and
               Conditions
               ,
               which
               otherwise
               would
               run
               into
               Confusion
               .
               Whence
               it
               comes
               to
               
               pass
               ,
               that
               although
               to
               you
               ,
               who
               come
               short
               of
               the
               right
               Apprehension
               of
               Order
               ,
               All
               things
               may
               seem
               to
               be
               turned
               upside
               down
               ,
               never
               the
               less
               this
               
                 Manner
                 of
                 Proceeding
              
               Assigned
               to
               them
               by
               Providence
               Directs
               them
               to
               the
               
                 True
                 Good.
              
               For
               even
               
                 Wicked
                 men
              
               themselves
               never
               propose
               Evill
               ,
               as
               the
               End
               of
               any
               of
               their
               Actions
               :
               who
               ,
               as
               hath
               been
               shown
               at
               large
               ,
               are
               turn'd
               out
               of
               the
               way
               by
               their
               own
               
                 Wicked
                 Error
              
               ,
               but
               ORDER
               Proceeding
               from
               the
               Centre
               of
               the
               
                 Soveraign
                 Good
              
               makes
               not
               any
               man
               to
               Decline
               from
               It
               's
               own
               ORIGINAL
               .
               But
               ,
               thou
               wilt
               say
               ,
               what
               worse
               Confusion
               can
               there
               be
               than
               this
               ,
               that
               sometimes
               Adversity
               ,
               and
               sometimes
               Prosperity
               should
               happen
               to
               the
               Righteous
               ,
               and
               also
               that
               the
               Wicked
               should
               sometimes
               Attein
               to
               that
               ,
               which
               they
               Desire
               ,
               and
               be
               sometimes
               Opprest
               with
               that
               which
               they
               would
               Avoid
               ?
               what
               then
               ,
               do
               men
               shew
               such
               perfect
               Strength
               of
               Judgement
               ,
               and
               Integrity
               of
               Heart
               in
               their
               Lives
               and
               Conversation
               ,
               that
               those
               whom
               they
               Judge
               to
               be
               Righteous
               ,
               or
               to
               be
               Wicked
               must
               needs
               be
               such
               ,
               as
               they
               esteem
               them
               to
               be
               ?
               But
               we
               see
               the
               Judgements
               
               of
               men
               Differ
               in
               nothing
               more
               than
               in
               this
               :
               and
               those
               who
               are
               esteem'd
               by
               some
               to
               deserve
               a
               Reward
               ,
               are
               by
               others
               esteemed
               worthy
               of
               the
               severest
               Punishment
               .
               But
               let
               us
               grant
               that
               any
               one
               could
               clearly
               Determine
               who
               are
               Righteous
               ,
               and
               who
               are
               Wicked
               :
               what
               then
               ,
               would
               he
               be
               able
               to
               Discern
               the
               
                 Inmost
                 Temper
              
               ,
               and
               Constitution
               of
               Soules
               ,
               as
               we
               use
               to
               express
               it
               ,
               when
               we
               speak
               of
               Bodies
               ?
               For
               to
               one
               that
               understands
               it
               not
               ,
               't
               is
               no
               less
               wonder
               ;
               why
               to
               some
               Healthy
               Bodies
               Sweet
               things
               are
               Agreeable
               ,
               to
               others
               Bitter
               things
               :
               Why
               some
               Diseases
               are
               Cur'd
               with
               soft
               ,
               and
               gentle
               Medicines
               ,
               others
               with
               those
               ,
               which
               are
               most
               sharpe
               ,
               and
               piercing
               :
               But
               it
               is
               no
               whit
               strange
               to
               the
               Physitian
               who
               searches
               into
               the
               state
               ,
               and
               Condition
               of
               Bodies
               both
               in
               Health
               ,
               and
               in
               Sickness
               .
               And
               what
               is
               the
               Health
               of
               Soules
               but
               Virtue
               ,
               or
               
                 True
                 Goodness
              
               ?
               what
               is
               their
               Sickness
               ,
               but
               Vice
               ?
               But
               who
               is
               there
               ,
               that
               can
               either
               give
               that
               which
               is
               Good
               for
               us
               ,
               or
               drive
               away
               that
               which
               is
               Evill
               ,
               but
               GOD
               ,
               the
               Governour
               ,
               and
               
                 Physitian
                 of
                 Soules
              
               ?
               who
               looking
               from
               the
               High
               Tower
               of
               his
               Providence
               Sees
               what
               
               the
               Inward
               Condition
               of
               Every
               man
               doth
               require
               ,
               and
               Applies
               that
               which
               He
               Sees
               to
               be
               Requisite
               ,
               and
               Suitable
               to
               his
               Condition
               .
               Hence
               it
               is
               that
               the
               
                 Order
                 of
                 Fate
              
               is
               such
               Matter
               of
               wonder
               ,
               and
               Astonishment
               to
               the
               World
               ,
               viz.
               that
               
                 Ignorant
                 Men
              
               cannot
               but
               be
               Amus'd
               at
               that
               which
               is
               Done
               by
               the
               
                 Infinitely
                 Wise
              
               GOD.
               For
               that
               I
               may
               lightly
               touch
               at
               a
               few
               things
               ,
               which
               Humane
               Reason
               is
               somewhat
               capable
               of
               being
               exercis'd
               about
               ,
               concerning
               the
               Divine
               DEPTH
               :
               As
               for
               this
               man
               whom
               thou
               thinkest
               to
               be
               most
               Observant
               of
               Law
               ,
               and
               Equity
               ,
               the
               contrary
               is
               most
               Evident
               to
               Providence
               that
               Knoweth
               All
               things
               .
               And
               My
               Lucan
               saith
               that
               
                 The
                 Cause
                 of
                 the
                 Conquerour
                 was
                 Pleasing
                 to
                 the
                 GODS
                 ,
                 but
                 of
                 the
                 Conquer'd
                 to
                 Cato
                 .
              
               Whatsoever
               then
               thou
               mayst
               see
               at
               any
               time
               to
               be
               Done
               here
               upon
               Earth
               ,
               there
               is
               certainly
               a
               Right
               Order
               in
               the
               Things
               themselves
               ;
               but
               thine
               Opinion
               concerning
               them
               is
               Perverse
               ,
               and
               Confus'd
               :
               But
               suppose
               there
               be
               any
               one
               so
               syncerely
               Virtuous
               that
               he
               is
               both
               Acceptable
               to
               GOD
               ,
               and
               Approv'd
               of
               Men
               :
               yet
               ,
               it
               may
               be
               ,
               he
               wants
               a
               Courageous
               ,
               and
               undanted
               
               Spirit
               :
               to
               whom
               if
               any
               Adversity
               should
               happen
               ,
               perhaps
               he
               will
               no
               longer
               take
               care
               to
               preserve
               his
               Innocency
               ,
               by
               which
               he
               could
               not
               retein
               his
               Fortune
               .
               Therefore
               the
               Wisedome
               of
               the
               Divine
               Dispensation
               deals
               Gently
               with
               him
               ,
               whom
               Adversity
               might
               incline
               to
               Wickedness
               ,
               that
               he
               may
               not
               be
               Affiicted
               ,
               who
               is
               not
               Qualifyed
               to
               Endure
               Affiiction
               .
               Another
               hath
               Attein'd
               to
               the
               Perfection
               of
               All
               Virtue
               ,
               an
               Holy
               Person
               ,
               Fully
               
                 Partaking
                 of
                 the
                 Divine
                 Nature
              
               ,
               the
               All-wise
               GOD
               Judges
               that
               it
               would
               be
               contrary
               to
               the
               Rules
               of
               Justice
               ,
               that
               this
               man
               should
               be
               toucht
               with
               any
               Adversity
               ,
               so
               that
               He
               does
               not
               suffer
               such
               a
               man
               to
               be
               Affiicted
               even
               with
               any
               Bodily
               Distempers
               .
               For
               as
               one
               ,
               more
               Excellent
               than
               I
               ,
               Sayes
               '
               
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
              
               .
               But
               many
               times
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               the
               chiefe
               Management
               of
               things
               is
               by
               Providence
               put
               into
               the
               Hands
               of
               
                 Good
                 men
              
               ,
               that
               Abounding
               Wickedness
               may
               be
               represt
               .
               To
               others
               the
               
                 Supream
                 Wisedome
              
               ,
               and
               Goodness
               distributeth
               a
               Medley
               of
               Pleasing
               ,
               and
               Bitter
               things
               According
               to
               the
               Temper
               and
               Disposition
               of
               their
               Soules
               :
               some
               He
               Curbs
               ,
               
               and
               Restrains
               least
               they
               grow
               Wanton
               by
               long
               Prosperity
               :
               others
               He
               makes
               to
               suffer
               Hardship
               ,
               that
               by
               the
               Use
               ,
               and
               Exercise
               of
               Patience
               they
               may
               be
               confirm'd
               in
               All
               Virtue
               ,
               and
               strength
               of
               Mind
               .
               Others
               are
               too
               Fearful
               of
               that
               ,
               which
               they
               are
               Able
               to
               Endure
               :
               others
               are
               too
               apt
               to
               make
               light
               of
               that
               ,
               which
               they
               are
               not
               Able
               to
               Endure
               .
               These
               men
               that
               they
               may
               Know
               themselves
               He
               brings
               into
               Adversity
               .
               Some
               have
               purchac'd
               a
               Venerable
               Name
               in
               this
               World
               at
               the
               Price
               of
               a
               Glorious
               Death
               .
               Some
               being
               Undanted
               in
               the
               greatest
               Torments
               have
               given
               to
               others
               an
               Example
               of
               this
               Truth
               ,
               that
               Virtue
               is
               Invincible
               in
               any
               Calamity
               whatsoever
               :
               which
               how
               rightly
               ,
               and
               Orderly
               it
               comes
               ,
               and
               how
               it
               tends
               to
               the
               Good
               of
               those
               ,
               whom
               we
               see
               to
               labour
               under
               it
               ,
               may
               not
               be
               doubted
               .
               This
               also
               ,
               that
               sometimes
               Sad
               things
               befall
               the
               Wicked
               ,
               sometimes
               they
               have
               the
               things
               that
               they
               Wish
               for
               ,
               doth
               proceed
               from
               the
               same
               Causes
               .
               No
               man
               wonders
               at
               this
               ,
               that
               Sad
               things
               should
               befall
               them
               ,
               whom
               every
               one
               Judges
               to
               deserve
               so
               Ill.
               Whose
               Punishments
               are
               a
               Terror
               to
               others
               that
               they
               may
               not
               be
               guilty
               of
               
               the
               like
               Offences
               ,
               and
               they
               conduce
               to
               the
               Amendment
               of
               those
               ,
               upon
               whom
               they
               are
               Inflicted
               :
               But
               the
               Prosperity
               of
               the
               Wicked
               is
               a
               clear
               Demonstration
               to
               those
               that
               Delight
               in
               Virtue
               ,
               what
               they
               are
               to
               Judge
               of
               that
               kind
               of
               Happiness
               which
               they
               see
               to
               Attend
               upon
               the
               Worst
               of
               men
               .
               And
               here
               I
               conceive
               this
               also
               to
               be
               the
               Tendency
               of
               the
               Divine
               Dispensation
               ,
               that
               some
               men
               are
               Naturally
               so
               Head-strong
               ,
               and
               Violent
               in
               their
               wayes
               ,
               that
               the
               want
               of
               Mony
               would
               excite
               them
               to
               commit
               the
               greatest
               Wickedness
               :
               Providence
               by
               distributing
               Riches
               to
               such
               kind
               of
               Persons
               applies
               a
               Remedy
               to
               their
               Distemper
               .
               This
               man
               observing
               his
               Conscience
               Defil'd
               with
               all
               manner
               of
               Impurities
               ,
               and
               comparing
               Himselfe
               with
               His
               Fortune
               ,
               is
               perhaps
               struck
               with
               a
               Fear
               least
               the
               Loss
               of
               that
               should
               be
               extream
               Grievous
               ,
               the
               Enjoyment
               whereof
               is
               so
               Delightsome
               unto
               him
               :
               therefore
               he
               will
               betake
               himselfe
               to
               a
               New
               Course
               of
               Life
               ,
               and
               whilst
               he
               Fears
               that
               his
               Fortune
               shall
               be
               Taken
               from
               him
               ,
               he
               makes
               speed
               to
               Depart
               from
               his
               Iniquity
               .
               Others
               are
               suddenly
               brought
               to
               their
               Deserved
               Ruine
               by
               the
               
               Prosperity
               they
               have
               Abus'd
               .
               Some
               are
               permitted
               to
               have
               the
               Power
               of
               Inflicting
               Punishment
               for
               the
               Exercise
               of
               Good
               men
               ,
               and
               the
               Vexation
               of
               the
               Wicked
               .
               For
               as
               there
               is
               no
               League
               between
               the
               Lovers
               of
               Virtue
               ,
               and
               the
               Slaves
               of
               Vice
               ;
               so
               these
               Slaves
               of
               Vice
               can
               never
               Agree
               amongst
               themselves
               .
               How
               should
               it
               be
               otherwise
               ?
               their
               Consciences
               being
               torn
               in
               peeces
               by
               the
               Fury
               of
               their
               vile
               Affections
               ,
               they
               Dissent
               from
               Their
               own
               Minds
               ,
               and
               often
               Do
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               when
               they
               have
               Done
               ,
               they
               Determine
               that
               they
               ought
               not
               in
               any
               Case
               to
               have
               Done
               such
               things
               .
               Whence
               it
               is
               that
               the
               
                 Divine
                 Providence
              
               hath
               often
               produc'd
               this
               great
               Miracle
               ,
               that
               even
               Wicked
               men
               make
               other
               Wicked
               men
               to
               become
               Virtuous
               .
               For
               whilst
               some
               Unrighteous
               Persons
               seem
               to
               themselves
               to
               suffer
               most
               Unjustly
               by
               those
               that
               are
               as
               Bad
               as
               themselves
               ,
               or
               Worse
               ;
               Burning
               with
               Indignation
               against
               those
               ,
               who
               have
               dealt
               so
               Injuriouslly
               with
               them
               ,
               they
               return
               to
               the
               wayes
               of
               Virtue
               ,
               whilst
               they
               endeavour
               to
               render
               themselves
               Unlike
               to
               those
               ,
               against
               whom
               they
               have
               conceiv'd
               such
               Hatred
               .
               For
               't
               is
               only
               the
               
               Power
               of
               the
               ALMIGHTY
               to
               which
               Evils
               become
               Good
               ,
               whilst
               by
               the
               use
               He
               makes
               of
               them
               He
               draweth
               forth
               some
               
                 Good
                 Effect
              
               .
               For
               a
               certain
               Order
               Embraceth
               All
               things
               ,
               so
               that
               whatsoever
               hath
               swerv'd
               from
               that
               Course
               ,
               which
               by
               Providence
               was
               Primarily
               or
               Antecedently
               Assign'd
               unto
               it
               ,
               it
               falls
               still
               within
               the
               Compass
               of
               Order
               ,
               least
               any
               Chance
               ,
               or
               Temerity
               should
               have
               any
               thing
               to
               do
               in
               the
               Kingdome
               of
               Providence
               .
               
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
              
               .
               The
               Wit
               of
               Man
               can
               never
               comprehend
               ,
               nor
               his
               Eloquence
               Express
               all
               the
               Contrivances
               of
               the
               
                 Divine
                 Worke.
              
               Let
               it
               suffice
               that
               so
               much
               hath
               been
               made
               Known
               unto
               thee
               ,
               that
               GOD
               ,
               the
               Author
               of
               All
               Natures
               ,
               so
               Ordereth
               ,
               and
               Disposeth
               All
               things
               ,
               as
               to
               Direct
               them
               to
               the
               
                 True
                 Good
              
               :
               whilst
               He
               makes
               those
               things
               ,
               which
               He
               hath
               Produc'd
               to
               retein
               some
               Resemblance
               of
               Himselfe
               ,
               by
               the
               Series
               of
               Fatal
               Necessity
               He
               Banisheth
               
                 All
                 Evill
              
               out
               of
               His
               Dominions
               .
               Whence
               it
               comes
               to
               pass
               that
               though
               Evill
               seems
               to
               Abound
               here
               upon
               Earth
               ,
               if
               thou
               dost
               consider
               how
               All
               Events
               are
               Order'd
               ,
               and
               Dispos'd
               by
               Providence
               ,
               thou
               wilt
               not
               
               find
               any
               thing
               that
               deserves
               the
               name
               of
               Evill
               .
               But
               I
               see
               thou
               art
               over-burthen'd
               with
               the
               Weight
               of
               the
               Question
               ,
               and
               wearied
               with
               the
               Prolixity
               of
               the
               Reasons
               I
               have
               produc'd
               for
               the
               Solution
               of
               it
               ,
               and
               that
               thou
               dost
               expect
               to
               be
               Refresht
               with
               the
               Sweetness
               of
               Verse
               .
               Take
               a
               Draught
               then
               to
               strengthen
               thine
               Attention
               to
               that
               Part
               of
               my
               Discourse
               ,
               which
               is
               yet
               behind
               .
            
          
           
             
               THE
               SIXTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               praiseth
               Gods
               providence
               .
            
             
               IF
               with
               Pure
               Thought
               thou
               wilt
               Descry
            
             
               Jehovah's
               *
               Power
               ,
               and
               Equity
            
             
               Looke
               up
               to
               Heav'n
               Above
               .
            
             
               There
               Natures
               League
               is
               kept
               :
               no
               Wars
            
             
               Were
               ever
               heard
               of
               there
               :
               the
               Stars
            
             
               Ne're
               broke
               the
               Bonds
               of
               Love.
            
             
               Sols
               Fiery
               Chariot
               keeps
               it's
               Course
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               doth
               it
               with
               ungovern'd
               Force
            
             
               Phaebes
               Coole
               Wain
               o'rethrow
               .
            
             
             
               The
               Bear
               on
               High
               doth
               ne're
               Desire
            
             
               In
               the
               Deep
               Sea
               to
               plunge
               his
               Fire
               ,
            
             
               Though
               other
               Stars
               do
               so
               .
            
             
               Vesper
               ne're
               failes
               to
               come
               at
               Night
               ,
            
             
               And
               Lucifer
               still
               brings
               Day-Light
               ,
            
             
               In
               which
               All
               things
               Rejoyce
               .
            
             
               Thus
               Love
               keeps
               them
               in
               their
               Right
               Way
               :
            
             
               Thus
               they
               all
               Discord
               drive
               away
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               Tumultuous
               Noise
               .
            
             
               This
               Peace
               the
               Elements
               doth
               guide
               :
            
             
               By
               This
               do
               Contraries
               abide
            
             
               In
               their
               
                 Alternate
                 Force
              
               .
            
             
               Drought
               yields
               to
               Moisture
               ,
               Cold
               to
               Heat
               ,
            
             
               Fire
               strives
               the
               highest
               Place
               to
               get
               ,
            
             
               Earth
               downwards
               bends
               it's
               Course
               .
            
             
               And
               by
               those
               Causes
               doth
               the
               Spring
            
             
               New
               Leaves
               ,
               and
               Flowres
               most
               fragrant
               bring
               :
            
             
               Hot
               Summer
               brings
               Ripe
               Corn
               :
            
             
               Autumn's
               the
               Time
               for
               Apples
               :
               then
            
             
               Black
               Winter
               brings
               the
               Cold
               agen
               ,
            
             
               And
               makes
               large
               Showres
               return
               .
            
             
               Both
               Nourishment
               this
               Temper
               gives
               ,
            
             
               And
               Birth
               ,
               to
               ev'ry
               thing
               that
               Lives
            
             
               i
               th'
               Waters
               ,
               or
               the
               Earth
               :
            
             
               And
               't
               is
               the
               Same
               that
               Takes
               away
            
             
               What
               was
               Brought
               forth
               :
               All
               things
               Decay
               ,
            
             
             
               That
               ever
               had
               their
               Birth
               .
            
             
               Whilst
               the
               Creator
               Sits
               on
               High
               ,
            
             
               And
               Orders
               things
               both
               in
               the
               Skye
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               this
               World
               below
               ,
            
             
               Almighty
               Lord
               ,
               Eternal
               King
               ,
            
             
               The
               LAW
               ,
               and
               JVDGE
               ,
               the
               Boundless
               Spring
               ,
            
             
               From
               whence
               All
               Beings
               flow
               .
            
             
               He
               stops
               those
               Motions
               ,
               which
               He
               gave
               :
            
             
               And
               settles
               things
               that
               fleet
               ,
               and
               wave
               .
            
             
               For
               if
               Right
               Motions
               He
            
             
               Did
               not
               to
               Circlings
               turn
               again
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Being
               things
               would
               not
               retain
               ,
            
             
               But
               Vanish
               Instantly
               .
            
             
               All
               things
               Partake
               of
               this
               Great
               Love
               ,
            
             
               That
               they
               may
               Rest
               in
               Good
               ,
               they
               Move
               .
            
             
               For
               nothing
               could
               them
               save
            
             
               From
               Perishing
               ,
               but
               Love
               that
               drawes
            
             
               Them
               back
               again
               to
               the
               
                 First
                 Cause
              
            
             
               Which
               Being
               to
               them
               gave
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
               The
               SEVENTH
               PROSE
               .
            
             
               All
               fortune
               is
               good
               .
            
             
               DOST
               thou
               not
               see
               now
               what
               is
               the
               Consequence
               of
               all
               that
               I
               have
               said
               .
               What
               ,
               quoth
               I
               ?
               That
               Every
               Fortune
               ,
               or
               Outward
               Condition
               [
               as
               it
               comes
               from
               GOD
               ]
               is
               Good.
               How
               is
               that
               ,
               said
               I
               ?
               observe
               what
               I
               say
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               sith
               Every
               Condition
               being
               either
               Pleasing
               ,
               or
               Grievous
               ,
               comes
               for
               the
               Rewarding
               ,
               or
               Exercising
               of
               Good
               men
               ;
               or
               else
               for
               the
               Punishing
               ,
               or
               Reforming
               of
               the
               Wicked
               ;
               whatsoever
               it
               is
               ,
               it
               must
               needs
               be
               Good
               ,
               which
               ,
               't
               is
               manifest
               ,
               is
               the
               Instrument
               either
               of
               the
               
                 Divine
                 Justice
              
               ,
               or
               Mercy
               .
               The
               Reason
               thou
               givest
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
               is
               most
               true
               :
               And
               if
               I
               consider
               Providence
               ,
               and
               Fate
               ,
               which
               thou
               didst
               shew
               me
               a
               little
               while
               since
               ,
               this
               Conclusion
               is
               most
               Firm
               ,
               and
               Irrefragable
               .
               But
               if
               thou
               wilt
               ,
               let
               us
               put
               it
               into
               the
               number
               of
               those
               Positions
               ,
               which
               ,
               as
               thou
               saydst
               a
               little
               before
               are
               contrary
               to
               the
               Common
               Opinion
               .
               How
               so
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ?
               Because
               quoth
               I
               ,
               this
               
               speech
               is
               often
               in
               the
               Mouthes
               of
               men
               ,
               that
               some
               have
               Ill
               Fortune
               .
               Wilt
               thou
               therefore
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               that
               we
               yeild
               a
               little
               to
               the
               speeches
               of
               the
               Vulgar
               ,
               least
               we
               seem
               to
               go
               too
               far
               from
               the
               Use
               and
               Custome
               of
               Mankind
               .
               As
               thou
               thinkest
               fit
               ,
               said
               I.
               Dost
               thou
               not
               then
               judge
               that
               to
               be
               Good
               ,
               which
               is
               Profitable
               ?
               yea
               surely
               ,
               said
               I.
               But
               that
               Fortune
               ,
               which
               either
               Exerciseth
               ,
               or
               Correcteth
               is
               Profitable
               .
               True
               ,
               said
               I.
               Therefore
               it
               is
               Good.
               Who
               can
               deny
               that
               ?
               But
               this
               belongs
               to
               them
               who
               being
               either
               Establisht
               in
               Virtue
               make
               War
               with
               Affliction
               ;
               or
               being
               Convinc'd
               of
               the
               Misery
               that
               comes
               on
               them
               by
               their
               Vices
               Break
               forth
               into
               the
               way
               of
               Virtue
               .
               I
               cannot
               but
               Acknowledge
               this
               ,
               said
               I.
               But
               what
               ,
               a
               Pleasing
               Condition
               ,
               which
               is
               given
               as
               a
               Reward
               to
               Good
               men
               ,
               do
               the
               Vulgar
               esteem
               it
               to
               be
               Evill
               ?
               In
               no
               wise
               :
               but
               ,
               as
               it
               is
               ,
               they
               judge
               it
               to
               be
               
                 Exceeding
                 Good.
              
               What
               of
               the
               other
               Condition
               ,
               which
               ,
               sith
               it
               is
               Sharpe
               ,
               and
               Grievous
               ,
               is
               for
               the
               Restraining
               of
               the
               Wicked
               by
               Just
               Punishment
               ,
               do
               they
               suppose
               it
               to
               be
               Good
               ?
               Nay
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               they
               judge
               it
               to
               be
               most
               Miserable
               .
               See
               then
               ,
               if
               
               following
               even
               the
               Opinion
               of
               the
               Vulgar
               we
               have
               not
               Prov'd
               somewhat
               very
               contrary
               to
               the
               Common
               Opinion
               ?
               what
               ,
               said
               I
               ?
               For
               from
               those
               things
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               which
               have
               been
               granted
               ,
               it
               must
               of
               necessity
               be
               infer'd
               that
               to
               Those
               who
               have
               Attein'd
               to
               the
               Full
               Possession
               of
               Virtue
               ,
               or
               have
               made
               some
               Progress
               towards
               it
               ,
               or
               are
               Really
               Inclin'd
               therunto
               ,
               Every
               Condition
               is
               Good
               ;
               but
               to
               Those
               ,
               who
               remain
               in
               their
               Wickedness
               Every
               Condition
               is
               
                 Exceeding
                 Evill
              
               .
               This
               is
               true
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
               though
               ther
               's
               hardly
               any
               one
               ,
               that
               dares
               Acknowledge
               it
               .
               Wherefore
               ,
               said
               she
               ,
               A
               Wise
               man
               ought
               not
               to
               be
               Troubled
               ,
               when
               he
               is
               to
               Fight
               with
               Fortune
               ,
               as
               it
               becomes
               not
               a
               Stout
               Souldier
               to
               be
               any
               way
               disturb'd
               when
               the
               Trumpet
               sounds
               an
               Alarm
               .
               For
               Hardship
               ,
               and
               Difficulty
               is
               to
               the
               one
               an
               Occasion
               of
               enlarging
               his
               Renown
               ,
               to
               the
               other
               of
               improving
               his
               Wisedome
               .
               And
               hence
               it
               is
               that
               
                 True
                 Goodness
              
               in
               the
               Hearts
               of
               Men
               is
               called
               VIRTUE
               ,
               because
               it
               's
               
                 Virtue
                 ,
                 Power
              
               ,
               and
               Efficacy
               is
               such
               ,
               that
               it
               can
               never
               be
               Overcome
               by
               any
               Adversity
               .
               For
               being
               Plac'd
               on
               the
               Borders
               of
               Virtue
               ,
               you
               are
               not
               come
               
               hither
               to
               indulge
               to
               your
               vain
               Desires
               ,
               and
               to
               lose
               your
               strength
               in
               the
               Enjoyment
               of
               Sensual
               Pleasures
               ;
               but
               here
               you
               must
               prepare
               your selves
               for
               a
               Fierce
               Encounter
               with
               Both
               Fortunes
               ,
               that
               you
               may
               not
               be
               
                 Cast
                 down
              
               by
               Adversity
               ,
               nor
               Corrupted
               by
               Prosperity
               .
               Stick
               to
               the
               Mean
               with
               all
               your
               Force
               .
               Whatsoever
               is
               beneath
               it
               ,
               or
               goes
               beyond
               it
               ,
               implies
               a
               Contempt
               of
               True
               Happiness
               ,
               gives
               you
               not
               any
               Recompence
               for
               all
               your
               Labours
               .
               'T
               is
               put
               to
               your
               Choice
               ,
               what
               kind
               of
               Fortune
               you
               would
               rather
               have
               .
               For
               whatsoever
               seemeth
               to
               be
               Grievous
               ,
               if
               it
               do
               not
               Exercise
               ,
               or
               Reform
               ,
               it
               Punisheth
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               SEVENTH
               VERSE
               .
            
             
               Philosophy
               exhorteth
               to
               labours
               .
            
             
               HArd
               Labours
               made
               (a)
               Alcides
               Great
               :
            
             
               He
               did
               the
               Boasting
               (b)
               Centaurs
               Beat
               ,
            
             
               He
               Skin'd
               the
               Lion
               strong
               ,
               and
               Feirce
            
             
               With
               his
               own
               *
               Clawes
               :
               His
               Arrowes
               pierce
            
             
               The
               (c)
               Harpyes
               :
               He
               those
               Apples
               tooke
               ,
            
             
               And
               scorn'd
               the
               Furious
               Dragons
               Looke
               :
            
             
               He
               Chain'd
               Black
               (d)
               Cerbe'rus
               :
               and
               't
               is
               said
            
             
               That
               He
               Curs'd
               (e)
               Diomedes
               made
            
             
               Food
               for
               's
               own
               Horses
               ;
               which
               he
               fed
            
             
               With
               Men
               ,
               whose
               guiltless
               Bloud
               he
               shed
               .
            
             
               He
               made
               (f)
               Achelous
               loath
               to
               shew
            
             
               His
               Head
               :
               His
               strong
               Arm
               (g)
               Hydra
               Slew
               :
            
             
               (h)
               Antaeus
               on
               the
               Sands
               He
               cast
               :
            
             
             
               And
               made
               stout
               (i)
               Cacus
               breath
               his
               last
               .
            
             
               He
               Kill'd
               the
               
                 Wild
                 Bore
              
               :
               and
               at
               length
            
             
               High
               Atlas
               crav'd
               his
               Helpfull
               Strength
               :
            
             
               To
               bear
               up
               Heav'n
               He
               labour'd
               hard
               ,
            
             
               And
               Heav'n
               it selfe
               was
               His
               Reward
               .
            
             
               Go
               ,
               Valiant
               Men
               ,
               where
               you
               are
               Led
            
             
               By
               Great
               Examples
               :
               let
               no
               Dread
            
             
               Or
               Sloth
               oppress
               your
               noble
               Brest
               :
            
             
               Endure
               these
               Pains
               ,
               you
               'll
               come
               to
               Rest
               .
            
             
               O're
               th'
               Earth
               extend
               your
               Victorys
               ,
            
             
               And
               Heav'n
               above
               shall
               be
               your
               Prize
               .
            
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .
        
      
       
         
         
           ΗΣΥΧΙΑ
           .
        
         
           THer
           's
           no
           disturbance
           in
           the
           Heav'ns
           Above
           ,
        
         
           And
           Heav'nly
           Soules
           Do
           nothing
           else
           ,
           but
           Love
           :
        
         
           No
           Anger
           ,
           no
           Remorse
           ,
           no
           Discontent
        
         
           Can
           seize
           a
           Soule
           ,
           that
           's
           Truly
           Innocent
           ,
        
         
           And
           Aims
           at
           nought
           ,
           but
           that
           she
           may
           Combine
        
         
           With
           All
           she
           finds
           ,
           Like
           to
           Herselfe
           ,
           Divine
           :
        
         
           And
           ,
           Seeing
           things
           in
           such
           Confusion
           hurl'd
           ,
        
         
           Does
           not
           Contend
           with
           ,
           but
           Despise
           the
           World.
           
        
      
       
         
           DIVINE
           SOLITUDE
           .
        
         
           
             1.
             
          
           
             BLest
             Solitude
             !
             In
             Thee
             I
             found
          
           
             The
             only
             Way
             to
             Cure
             the
             Wound
          
           
             Of
             My
             Perplexed
             Heart
             .
          
           
             Here
             I
             Escap'd
             the
             Worlds
             loud
             Noise
          
           
             That
             Drowns
             Our
             Blessed
             SAVIOVRS
             Voice
          
           
             And
             makes
             Him
             to
             Depart
             .
          
        
         
           
             2.
             
          
           
             Whilst
             thus
             Retir'd
             I
             do
             Attend
          
           
             To
             th'
             Words
             of
             MY
             Eternal
             FRIEND
             ,
          
           
           
             How
             My
             Heart
             Leaps
             for
             Joy
             !
          
           
             Love
             ,
             and
             Rejoyce
             sayes
             He
             ,
             but
             Know
          
           
             Ther
             's
             no
             such
             thing
             ,
             as
             Joy
             Below
             ,
          
           
             The
             Pleasures
             There
             Destroy
             .
          
        
         
           
             3.
             
          
           
             If
             Thou
             wilt
             Creatures
             Love
             ,
             Be
             Sure
          
           
             Thou
             Keep
             Thy
             Heart
             In
             Me
             Secure
             :
          
           
             Know
             that
             I
             'm
             ALL
             IN
             ALL.
          
           
             Then
             Whatsoe're
             those
             Creatures
             prove
             ,
          
           
             Thou
             never
             shalt
             Repent
             Thy
             Love
             ,
          
           
             Thy
             Hopes
             shall
             never
             Fall.
             
          
        
         
           
             4.
             
          
           
             Thou
             shalt
             still
             have
             Thy
             Hearts
             Desire
             ,
          
           
             And
             Sit
             down
             by
             th'
             AETHEREAL
             FIRE
             ,
          
           
             When
             e're
             Thy
             Heart
             growes
             Cold.
          
           
             "
             But
             when
             I
             see
             a
             Friends
             Deep
             Griefe
             ,
          
           
             "
             I
             'm
             Griev'd
             ,
             methinks
             ,
             Beyond
             Relief
             ,
          
           
             "
             This
             Griefe
             no
             words
             unfold
             .
          
        
         
           
             5.
             
          
           
             If
             Thy
             Griev'd
             Friend
             will
             Love
             ,
             sayes
             He
             ,
          
           
           
             In
             Darke
             Affliction
             He
             shall
             See
          
           
             The
             Neerest
             Way
             to
             Bliss
             .
          
           
             But
             If
             He
             Mind
             the
             Worlds
             fond
             Toyes
             ,
          
           
             And
             take
             the
             
               Sport
               of
               Apes
            
             for
             Joyes
             ,
          
           
             He
             's
             not
             Thine
             ,
             Thou
             'rt
             not
             His.
             
          
        
         
           
             6.
             
          
           
             And
             thus
             we
             Talk
             ,
             My
             LORD
             ,
             and
             I
             :
          
           
             So
             do
             I
             Live
             Above
             the
             Skye
          
           
             Though
             Here
             I
             Move
             ,
             and
             Breath
             .
          
           
             And
             when
             this
             Vapor's
             gone
             ,
             I
             shall
          
           
             Enjoy
             to
             th'
             Full
             My
             ALL
             IN
             ALL
             ,
          
           
             Not
             Dye
             ,
             but
             Conquer
             Death
             .
          
        
         
           HALLELUIA
           .
        
      
    
     
       
         Notes, typically marginal, from the original text
         
           Notes for div A28549-e1070
           
             (a)
             Because
             she
             maketh
             her
             possessors
             reverend
             
          
           
             (b)
             Piercing
             and
             speculating
             the
             hidden
             nature
             of
             things
             .
          
           
             (c)
             Nalural
             and
             Moral
             Philosophy
             are
             not
             above
             mans
             common
             capacity
             :
             Astronomy
             toucheth
             the
             heavens
             ,
             Metaphysicks
             or
             the
             knowledg
             of
             God
             and
             Angels
             ,
             &c.
             
             Cannot
             be
             exactly
             comprehended
             .
          
           
             (d)
             Her
             aisputations
             or
             discourses
             .
          
           
             (e)
             Subtle
             Propositions
             .
          
           
             (f)
             Everlasting
             truth
             .
          
           
             (g)
             Because
             none
             without
             Philosophy
             can
             weave
             these
             discourses
             .
          
           
             (h)
             Learning
             neglected
             in
             the
             time
             of
             Boetius
             ,
             and
             written
             obscurely
             by
             ancient
             Philosophers
             .
          
           
             (i)
             All
             sciences
             are
             to
             be
             obteined
             with
             Method
             .
          
           
             (k)
             Some
             sentences
             ill
             applyed
             to
             the
             defence
             of
             false
             opinions
             ;
          
           
             (l)
             She
             chiefly
             delighted
             in
             study
             and
             contemplation
             .
          
           
             (m)
             Next
             she
             was
             occupied
             in
             governing
             the
             Common
             wealth
             .
          
           
             (n)
             Logick
             from
             Elea
             ,
             the
             City
             where
             Zeno
             was
             born
             cald
             therefore
             Eleates
             ,
             and
             Aristotle
             studied
             ,
             whose
             books
             of
             Logick
             Boëtius
             translated
             .
          
           
             (o)
             Such
             as
             Plato
             taught
             ,
             whose
             school
             was
             cald
             Academia
             .
          
           
             (a)
             The
             intellectual
             and
             moral
             vertues
             .
          
           
             (b)
             Forgetfulness
             .
          
           
             (c)
             Some
             sentences
             which
             he
             could
             not
             altogether
             forget
             .
          
           
             (a)
             Philosophy
             the
             gift
             of
             God.
             
          
           
             (b)
             He
             was
             put
             to
             death
             at
             Athens
             for
             acknowledging
             one
             God
             and
             the
             immortality
             of
             the
             Soule
             .
          
           
             (c)
             False
             opinions
             alledge
             some
             sentences
             of
             Philosophy
             in
             a
             wrong
             sense
             .
          
           
             (d)
             He
             was
             wract
             by
             the
             Tyrant
             Nearchus
             ,
             into
             whose
             face
             he
             spit
             out
             his
             tongue
             .
          
           
             (e)
             A
             Poet
             put
             to
             death
             by
             Caius
             the
             Emperour
             .
          
           
             (f)
             Neroes
             Schoole-master
             ,
             who
             caused
             him
             to
             bleed
             to
             death
             .
          
           
             (g)
             A
             famous
             Poet
             acknowledging
             God
             ,
             was
             crucified
             by
             some
             wicked
             men
             .
          
           
             (h)
             Because
             they
             follow
             not
             reason
             .
          
           
             (i)
             Right
             reason
             .
          
           
             (k)
             The
             powers
             of
             the
             Soule
             .
          
           
             (l)
             Of
             Vertue
             and
             contemplation
             .
          
           
             (m)
             Temporal
             things
             .
          
           
             (a)
             Proverbially
             spoken
             of
             those
             who
             are
             dull
             of
             apprehension
             ,
             and
             no
             more
             mov'd
             with
             a
             discourse
             than
             an
             Ass
             with
             Musick
             .
          
           
             (b)
             The
             first
             cause
             of
             Boetius
             his
             griefe
             was
             his
             banishment
             and
             misery
             .
          
           
             (c)
             The
             second
             cause
             ,
             because
             he
             had
             not
             deserved
             them
             ,
             having
             a
             good
             intention
             in
             admitting
             promotion
             .
          
           
             (d)
             Thirdly
             ,
             he
             deserved
             the
             contrary
             .
          
           
             (e)
             One
             of
             king
             Theodoricus
             his
             chiefest
             favorites
             .
          
           
             (f)
             The
             Gothes
             .
          
           
             (g)
             The
             fourth
             cause
             of
             his
             griefe
             ,
             the
             baseness
             of
             his
             accusers
             and
             the
             open
             injustice
             of
             his
             accusation
             .
          
           
             (h)
             Fiftly
             ,
             His
             chiefe
             offence
             was
             vertue
             .
          
           
             (i)
             Sixtly
             He
             was
             falsely
             accused
             and
             not
             permitted
             to
             use
             the
             testimony
             of
             his
             very
             accusers
             .
          
           
             (k)
             7.
             
             He
             grieveth
             that
             wicked
             men
             are
             able
             to
             prevaile
             against
             the
             good
             .
          
           
             (l)
             8.
             
             The
             Senators
             themselves
             of
             whom
             hee
             had
             deserved
             so
             well
             ,
             were
             his
             enemies
             .
          
           
             (m)
             Ninthly
             ,
             all
             conspired
             against
             him
             ,
             no
             man
             had
             Compassion
             of
             him
             .
          
           
             (n)
             10.
             
             He
             was
             condemned
             being
             abseat
             .
          
           
             (o)
             11.
             
             He
             was
             falsly
             accused
             of
             Sacriledge
             .
          
           
             (p)
             12.
             
             Philosophy
             and
             Learning
             dishonoured
             for
             his
             sake
             .
          
           
             (q)
             13.
             
             The
             loss
             of
             estimation
             with
             the
             greatest
             part
             .
          
           
             (r)
             14.
             
             The
             wicked
             encouraged
             and
             the
             good
             dismayed
             by
             his
             fall
             .
          
           
             (a)
             The
             same
             Star
             ,
             is
             the
             Morning
             and
             Evening
             Star
             too
             ,
             at
             several
             times
             of
             the
             year
             .
          
           
             (b)
             The
             name
             of
             a
             Star.
             
          
           
             a
             The
             Possession
             of
             thy selfe
             ,
             and
             Right
             reason
             ▪
             
          
        
         
           Notes for div A28549-e5540
           
             (a)
             Profound
             wisdome
             and
             knowledge
             .
          
           
             (a)
             An
             arme
             of
             the
             Sea
             betwixt
             Phocides
             in
             Baeotia
             ,
             and
             the
             I
             le
             Eubaea
             ,
             which
             ●bs
             and
             flowes
             so
             swiftly
             7
             times
             in
             a
             day
             ,
             that
             it
             carieth
             ships
             against
             the
             wind
             ,
             yea
             the
             very
             wind
             it selfe
             
               Plin.
               lib.
               2.
            
             
          
           
             (a)
             King
             of
             Persia
             ▪
             
          
           
             (b)
             Paulus
             Aemilius
             ,
             
               Consul
               of
               Rome
            
             .
          
           
             (c)
             Or
             Perses
             King
             of
             Macedonia
             .
          
           
             (d)
             This
             is
             taken
             out
             of
             
               Homer
               .
               Iliad
               .
               Vlt.
            
             
          
           
             (a)
             A
             burning
             hill
             in
             Sicily
             .
          
           
             (b)
             Nearchus
             or
             Diomedon
             .
          
           
             (c)
             Zeno
             Eleata
             .
             S●e
             Euseb
             .
             lib.
             10
             de
             praepar
             .
             Evang.
             &
             Suidas
             .
          
           
             (c)
             King
             of
             Egypt
             .
          
           
             (d)
             Marcus
             Attilius
             Regulus
             
               a
               Consul
               of
               Rome
            
             .
          
           
             (a)
             Nero
             caused
             Rome
             to
             burne
             for
             a
             weeke
             that
             he
             might
             conceive
             the
             overthrow
             of
             Troy.
             
          
           
             (b)
             Britannicus
             ,
             to
             reign
             alone
             .
          
           
             (c)
             Agrippina
             .
          
           
             (a)
             In
             somnio
             Scipi●…nis
             .
          
           
             (b)
             A
             mountaine
             betwixt
             Scythia
             and
             India
             .
          
           
             (c)
             People
             of
             Asia
             maior
             .
          
           
             (a)
             A
             Consal
             of
             Rome
             ,
             who
             made
             warre
             with
             Pirrhus
             King
             of
             the
             Epirotes
             ,
             by
             whom
             hee
             could
             not
             be
             corrupted
             by
             bribes
             ,
             and
             io
             whom
             he
             sent
             one
             that
             offered
             to
             ,
             kill
             him
             .
          
           
             (b)
             A
             noble
             Romane
             ,
             whom
             nothing
             could
             corrupt
             .
          
           
             (c)
             The
             first
             consul
             of
             Rome
             ,
             who
             revenged
             Lucretias
             rape
             .
          
           
             (a)
             The
             Evening
             star
             .
          
           
             (b)
             The
             Moon
             .
          
        
         
           Notes for div A28549-e10290
           
             (a)
             A
             river
             whose
             sands
             are
             sayd
             to
             be
             gold
             .
          
           
             (a)
             A
             famous
             Poet
             of
             Verona
             .
          
           
             (b)
             A
             wicked
             Romane
             his
             fir
             name
             was
             Struma
             which
             the
             Poet
             wittyly
             playd
             upon
             .
             Plin.
             lib.
             37.
             nat
             .
             Hist
             .
          
           
             Vide
             *
             Aristotelis
             Eth.
             
               c.
               L.
            
             8.
             
             C.
             6.
             
          
           
             (1)
             The
             beast
             Lynx
             hath
             the
             quickest
             sight
             of
             any
             beast
             .
             Plin.
             lib.
             32.
             
             Hist
             .
             nat
             .
             cap.
             ●
             .
          
           
             (b)
             A
             noble
             Captaine
             of
             Athens
             .
          
           
             (a)
             A
             river
             in
             Lydia
             .
          
           
             (a)
             Ovid
             Lib.
             2.
             
             Metamor
             .
             &
             Macrob.
             Lib.
             I.
             Saturnal
             .
          
           
             (a)
             A
             Thracian
             Poet.
             
          
           
             (b)
             A
             three-headed
             Dog
             ,
             Porter
             of
             Hell.
             
          
           
             (c)
             With
             which
             he
             is
             tormented
             in
             hell
             for
             attempting
             to
             commit
             adultery
             with
             June
             .
          
           
             (d)
             Who
             killed
             his
             own
             son
             to
             entertaine
             the
             Gods
             ,
             and
             therefore
             is
             tormented
             with
             hunger
             and
             thirst
             .
          
           
             (e)
             Who
             would
             have
             committed
             adultery
             with
             Latona
             .
          
           
             (f)
             Orpheus's
             Wife
             .
          
        
         
           Notes for div A28549-e17340
           
             *
             Saturn
             .
          
           
             *
             
               His
               meaning
               is
               not
               this
               ,
               that
               men
               are
               Fatally
               ,
               and
               Irresistibly
               Inclin'd
               to
               their
               Actions
               ,
               but
               that
               those
               Fortunes
               ,
               or
               
                 Outward
                 Events
              
               that
               befall
               them
               (
               as
               we
               use
               to
               speake
               )
               are
               Inevitably
               Assign'd
               to
               them
               by
               the
               
                 Divine
                 Providence
              
               ,
               In
               the
               wayes
               of
               Justice
               ,
               and
               Mercy
               Answerable
               to
               the
               
                 Moral
                 Goodness
              
               ,
               or
               Pravity
               of
               their
               several
               Actions
               ;
               
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
              
               .
            
             Hierocles
             de
             Providentia
             ,
             &
             Fato
             .
          
           
             *
             Jura
             .
          
           
             (a)
             Hercules
             .
          
           
             (b)
             Halfe
             men
             and
             halfe
             horses
             .
          
           
             *
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             .
             Theocrit
             .
             Idyll
             :
             25.
             
          
           
             (c)
             Huge
             birds
             in
             the
             fen
             called
             Stymphalas
             in
             Arcadia
             .
          
           
             (d)
             The
             Dog
             Cerberus
             who
             had
             3.
             heads
             .
          
           
             (e)
             Diomedes
             King
             of
             Thracia
             ,
             who
             fedd
             his
             horses
             with
             mans
             flesh
             .
          
           
             (f)
             Who
             had
             turned
             himselfe
             into
             the
             forme
             of
             a
             Bull.
             
          
           
             (g)
             A
             Serpent
             with
             50.
             heads
             ,
             which
             as
             fast
             as
             one
             was
             cut
             off
             had
             two
             grew
             up
             in
             the
             place
             .
          
           
             (h)
             The
             sone
             of
             Ne●tune
             ,
             who
             by
             touching
             the
             earth
             recovered
             strength
             ,
             and
             therefore
             Hercules
             held
             him
             up
             ,
             and
             so
             slew
             him
             .
          
           
             (i)
             Vulcans
             son
             ,
             who
             did
             cast
             out
             of
             his
             mouth
             fire
             and
             smoke
             .