Phyala lachrymarum. Or A few friendly teares, shed over the dead body of Mr Nathaniel Weld Mr of Arts of Emanuel Colledge in Cambridge who in the short journey of his life, died betwene the five and sixe and twentieth yeare of his youth, 1633. Together with sundry choyce meditations of mortalitie.

PHYALA LACHRYMARUM . OR A FEW FRIENDLY Teares , shed over the dead Body of Mr Nathaniel Weld Mr of Arts of Emanuel Colledge in Cambridge ; who in the short journey of his life , died betweene the five and sixe and twentieth yeare of his youth , 1633.

Together with sundry choyce Meditations of Mortalitie .

Dignus longiore vita nisi quod vita meliore dignus .

LONDON . Printed by R. Y. for George Lathum at the signe of the Bishops head in Pauls Churchyard . Anno 1634.

TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE Thomas LORD Bruce , Earle of Elgin .

THe message sent by those two sorrowfull sisters in the Gospell unto our Saviour ( with the change onely of one sickly word ) is the ground of the sad newes which I bring to your Lordship : ( if at least that which is already knowne every where , may be called newes ) the friend whom you loved is dead , which is the cause that these few plaintive leaves present themselves to your Lordship in their funerall blackes ; his true love and affection to mee , hath perswaded mee to proclaime my griefe in this manner , for the losse of so worthy a deare friend , to the world . And your Lordships love to him hath prompted me , a meere stranger to your Lordship ( with boldnesse enough without your knowledg ) to send them abroad under the countenance of your Honourable Name . If your Lordship question my over-much daring herein , in fastening my poore scriblets upon your Protection , I have nothing to say for my self , in excuse , but to flye behind the traverse of his Name , where your Lordship will be pleased either to see no faults at all , or willingly to over-see them . To this my simple memoriall of him , I have ( as a poore Post-script ) added diverse Emblemicall Essayes , which for mine owne private entertainment of idle houres , I have long since at severall times composed and layd by mee ( amongst many other of severall subjects ) unseene of any , save of him whose absence I now lament : which , seeing they received approbation from him , I am the more confident to adventure to your Lordships hands , and next , to the publike view ; especially conceiving within my self , that it will not seeme altogether unsuitable or improper ( after the naming of a particular friend ) to fall into some few short discourses of friends and friendship in generall ; neither ( after the lamentation for a lost friend ) to let fall some scattering meditations of death , by whom this so deere friend is reaved from the sweet communion of so many his good friends , who doe still love him , and misse him . The conclusions which I have fetcht out of these Italian proverbiall maximes , I must confesse are but as the first faint drops which Chymists are wont to extract out of pretious Simples and Mineralls , through an earthen Limbecke or a Bolts-head , of brittle glasse ( at the best ) and so of themselves neither greatly usefull or pleasant , but as it is in the Proverbe , Chi beve vino , beve sangue , al meno quadagna il colore ; he that drinks wine drinkes blood , ( at least ) hee gaines the colour cleere to himselfe : so this my collection of so many elegant Proverbs in a language so delightfull , standing in the front of my barren conceits like a curious nosegay of fragrant flowers , with their stemmes hid in the hollow cane of a silly fennell-stalk , may hope to win favour & acceptance , for the pleasant sent which they bring with them ; the Diamond ( by being set on a dark dull foile ) losing yet none of the naturall worth , though much of that pretious lustre , which Art could have added unto it . And thus ( having given up this account of my selfe to your Lordship , and fearing to adde prolixitie to my boldnesse ) I humbly commend my selfe and my worthlesse paines to your Lordships pardon , and acceptance : in the one applealing to the goodnesse of your owne Noble Nature ; the other beseeching you to vouchsafe mee for his sake , for whose I have herein cast my selfe upon the necessitie of craving your Lordships favour and pardon , and so rest .

By your Honour Of no use to be commanded , Of no worth to be intreated , W. LATHUM .

Flete meos casus . HOw can I choose but dolefully complaine Unto each gentle eare , and tender minde The sorrie accident , that doth constraine My heart to scald with sighs of strangled wind , And eyes to drown in their own dreery drain ? Who sees a field , sowne with all sorts of graine , Some newly springing up , some spindled new , Some goodly blooming , others in the wane , Hanging their tydie eares of yellow hewe Downe to the earth , ( from whence at first they grew ) Then sees belive a thriftlesse husbandman Passe by the aged croppe ( which cumbers ground And hinders that no other prosper can ) While with his corbed sickle hee reapes downe The fresh young stalkes whose joynts with sap abound ; Such one ( comparing this sad uncouth sight ) The root of my complaint , may reade aright . Tu quibus ista leges incertum est Lector ocellis , Ipse equidem siccis scribere non potui .

ELEGIA INTRODUCTOria in Lachrymas sequentes . Scarce is ( amongst a thousand dayes ) one day So fortunate and luckie every way , But that in compasse of those twice twelve howres , Some one or other lucklesse chance devours : Or some of all from all in generall , Or all at once , from some in speciall ; And every state one thing or other meet That mingles gall , and aloes with their sweet . Each where I heare complaint , and most lament On every side of losse and detriment ; Husbands the wives , the wives their husbands losse , Parents their child , children their parents crosse ; Brothers for sisters death are discontent , Sisters for brothers ; these do those lament ; Merchants their ships , shepheards do lose their sheep , Some waile the losse of what they cannot keepe . I none of these , but I have lost a friend ; Time may all else , but not this losse amend : Which losse whoever suffer , understand What 't is to be depriv'd of their right hand , To have a legge cut off , an eye put out , And live a creeple , to be led about ; A maimed-uselesse man , at once bereft Of outward strength , and inward joy ; so left A wandring Pilgrim in a land unknown , Injur'd of all , because belov'd of none : This leglesse , eyelesse , handlesse man am I , All these I lost , when he from mee did die . All yee that chance , ( if any chance ) to reed These sorry lines of mine ; if yee indeed Of such like friend be sped , as I him vant ( In this selfe-loving Age , ( ah ) very scant ) Their patronage and mine I you commend , For yee can truly value such a friend . Your tender gentle hearts can entertaine A quicke impression of anothers paine , And nimbly can ( at halfe a word ) resent The weight and burden of their discontent : And passionate your loft compassion is , And tender unto all that is amisse . For love of that , which is to you most leefe Come all yee ( as my seconds ) to my griefe ; Lend mee your teares , and sighs to furnish out The wofull worke which I am now about . And if such chance you ever doe mischance , ( As God defend it should ) in sovenance And faire requitall of your love , I le pay You teares for teares , and sighs for your sighs ; nay , ( Unwilling , barely to repay your owne ) I le pay you interest of ten for one : And ( till my briny braine be drayned dry ) Will side with you , and mourne incessantly : ( Ab ) for your griefe will bring to memorie Mine owne unhappy griefe , and keepe my wound Still bleeding fresh , whilst ev'ry seeming sound , And each like word , ( that even but relates And to his name alludes ) insinuates , And will my heart with newes thereof informe , Still raising in my bosome a new storme ; So shall your mone my mournfull mone augment , For full of harmony , a sweet consent Of sorrow is with sorrow , teares with teares , And griefe in parts the musicke higher reares ; But now from you my conference must breake Whilst all my other mourners I do thus bespeake .

PHYALA LACRHYMARUM . YE Lady Graces , and yee Muses nine , And all ye vertues Morall and Divine , Ye Sciences , and most renowned Arts , And , all yee sons of Art , come weepe in parts ; And each good man who goodnesse doth admire , And all ( save ye of the Celestiall Quire , Yee Angels , and ye blessed Saints , possest Alreadie in Heaven of your happy rest , For by our losse and sorrow all yee reape A gainfull harvest , and for joy do leape , ) All clad in sable weeds , with Heben wands , And Cypresse branches in your friendly hands , Disshevel'd haire about your shoulders throwne , With all the sorry signes of hearty mone , With panting breasts , with sighing well nigh rent , With carefull lookes and eyes oft upward sent , With ' haviour speaking nothing , save neglect Of all , but what on sorrow doth reflect . Come sit with mee , and helpe mee to condole The sad departure of the blessed soule From the dead corps , of this deare friend of ours , And with your teares ( as with so many showers ) Embalme it over all , and strew his herse With the sweet fragrant odours of your verse : Sith ( like a body that hath lost a limbe ) Each of you all do suffer losse in him . Yea , with so lowd alewes and drerement Let be your plaints , and over him lament , That future Ages , in your griefe , likewise , For losse of him with you may sympathize , And cause an Annuall Obit to be held In his remembrance , whom they nee'r beheld . But that you may no Ceremonies fit In your last dutie unto him , omit , Ere yee upon him locke his Coffin doore , And in a bath of your salt teares all o're , And dewe of Roses ( steep'd in Amber grize ) Having first drencht him , much ( as may suffice ) Bring some of those Arabian merchandise , Sweete Aromatick Gummes , and pretious spice , Pure Frankincense , and pounded Cynamom Nutmegs , with Cloves , and Mace , and Saffron some , Add Storax-Calamite , and Bengewine , And pretious Spicknard unto these conjoyne , Aloes , with Myrrhe , and Cassia-Fistula , The fragrant fuell , and the spicie spray Whereof that bird ( of selfe dusts , selfe worme ) bred Doth build her neast to serve for her death-bed , Which flaming round about her , she sits downe , And with sweet martyrdome her selfe doth crowne . In stead of others more , with these same few Thicke over all his pale dead corps bestrew ; But ( chiefe and principall of all the rest ) These three bestrew , the Head , the Mouth , the Breast ; Sith in these three ( his Breast , his Mouth , his Head ) Many sweet Notions fostred were and bred ; And Meditations sweet , ( well styl'd indeed The fodder of the soule ) did hence proceed ; And many sweet discourses ( sweetly made ) And pray'rs so sweet , that God selfe could perswade . Ne , onely thus these pretious perfumes serve , His corps from putrefaction to preserve , But signifie how sweet and fragrant is , How gratefull and accept this sacrifice Of soule and body , which ( in life and death ) Hee offred hath to God , and witnesseth The good report and praise ( like savory sent Of sweet delicious Nard ) of 's life well spent , Which here he to the world behind him leaves ; So double guerdon he both here and there receives . This done , him in his Coffin sweetly lay ; Yet ( ere yee to his Beare do him convey ) Weave him a Chaplet , all of flowers sweet , For flowers and garlands been for virgins meet . Now come with flowers , not flowers by them worne Who losse of love do suffer ( all forlorne : ) Bring here therefore no caytive Columbines , Flowers of ill omen , and unhappy signes ; No gaudie Tulips here admitted be , ( Emblemes of false ( faire-fained ) sanctitie , ) Whose worth all outward is in shew alone , But inward sent hath not , ne vertue none , For thy ' true flowers I do not them areed , But ( at the best ) a glorious kinde of weed : As worthlesse simples , numbred amongst them Gay Dazies of the field , which wee contemne . Instead of these , bring store of fragrant flowers , By faithfull friends , and pious paramours In honour greatly held ; whose savorie sent Of mingled sweets doe shew the sweet content Who ere so happy be thereof to taste , Of two true hearts in love united fast . For well his tongue and ' haviour could indeed Of faithfull love a learned lecture read , And well him love became , who loyall was Unto his love ; ( unhappie love ) alas , Which when both hearts , and hands , and friends consent Had all clapt hands with infinite content , And all things ready to enjoying , had ( Save publication ) death the Banes forbad . Worthy for this were death to be contrould , For certes too too blame was death , and bold , So hopefull crop of love , ( like full ripe wheate ) To blast , and smite , which ready was to reape . Bring bashfull Pinkes in which is to discry Sweet Embleme of faire-maiden-modestie ; Which ( though of flowers least almost ) the field For sweetnesse , to the greatest need not yeeld . Then Gilliflowers , and sparkling Sops in wine , With Rosemary and senting Eglantine , Whose leaves ( with prickles fenc'd ) teach sweetest gains Is that , that 's conquer'd with the hardest paines . Next Hyacynths , and black-fac'd Violets , In which ( me seems ) the God of Nature sets The world to schoole , not ever to esteeme Ought at first sight , as it doth outward seeme ; But on the hidden vertue to reflect , For th' inward good , meane outsides to respect ; Sith , though this flowre be blacke , of stature low , A hanging-guilty looke , that makes no show ; Yet amongst all , scarce one may parallel Her savory sent , and sweet delightfull smell . Bring Hearts-ease store , Oh flower most blest of all , Which all they weare , whom nothing can befall Beyond their expectation , ill ne ought So good , as to excesse , to tempt their thought . Of prettie Panses plentie let be brought , For this flowers name doth signifie a thought ; And therefore chiefly unto such belongs Who dare not trust their love unto their tongues : But in a Labyrinth of thoughts doe walke , And to themselves in pleasing silence talke ; Unthinking still what ever they first thought , So nought by them is into practice brought . Bring Medway , Cowslips , and deft Daffodillies , The country Primrose , and all sorts of Lillies , And Floure-de-Luce , ( Le fleur de lice , more right ) Deliciae flos , the flower of delight . Then usher in th' obsequious Marigold ; Whose riddle who so wise is to unfold , Why the Suns course it daily follows so That as that to the South or West doth goe , So broad or narrow this doth shut or ope , And hight for thy ' the faithfull Heliotrope ? Then with Rose-buds ( if Rosebuds may be found ) It tissue thicke , and traile it all around . And last , a traile of winding Ivie let Run all along , on either side beset With sprigs of Daphnis , stain'd with drops of gold , And Olive leaves that still with peace doth hold ; In signe that hee with conquest dy'd in peace , And doth the number of the Saints increase In eviternall peace , free from annoy Of all this worlds fond cares , which wont destroy All true content , and racks mens hearts in twaine , And makes them old before their time , to gaine Some one or other worldly good , which hence They must not with them beare ; and this torments Their very soules , and makes that grudgingly With great reluctance hopelesse many die . So nor in life nor death with peace are blest . But to returne whence I too farre digrest . Now on his Herse a counterpoint be cast , And on this counterpoint , this Garland plac't , In token of th' integritie and truth And single Caelibat of his chast youth : For single life , right soberly maintain'd , And kept from being vitiously profan'd , Gaines thanks of God and man , and with renowne And happy praise , both life and death doth crowne . Now forward set , in order , two and two , And to the Temple doe before him goe , Some with long Rosemary-branches in your hands , Dangling with blacke , and ashie-pale Ribbands ; And some againe with both your handfulls come Of sav'ry Dyll , and senting Marjorum , And that Thessalian herbe , whence busie bees Suck hunny , and with waxe doe load their knees : And all the way with slips of wormwood dresse In signe of this dayes bitter heavinesse . Clean-purging Isop bring , and Germander , With Cotton , and her sister Lavander ; Bring Balme , that quickly heales any green wound ; And sage , that all the vitall parts keeps sound ; And Camomel , ( how ever meane and base ) The Embleme of true constancie and grace ; That doth against all scornfull feet oppose , And much more sweet , for thy ' , and thicker growes , And Sallet-budded Broom , wholsome and good To purge , and eeke , the waterish-wasted blood . Bring Strawberry , Primrose , Plantan leaves , Toutsain , And all what ever Simples , soveraigne For mans reliefe , ( for in , or outward cure ) Bring some of all , leave none behinde , be sure : Bring Saint Iohns Wort , whose vertuous oyle may dare ( For skill in healing ) with selfe Balme compare . ) And Lungwort ( soveraigne above all the rest ) To ease the straitned bellowes of the brest ; And all the worts that ere yee reckon can , For they are all wel-willers unto man . And let not herbe of Grace forgotten bee , Which ( as 't is such ) with him doth well agree : For , full was hee of grace : and ( as 't is Rewe ) It us befits , our rewfull hearts to shew . Yea , Rushes bring , ( which strewed wont to been To welcome friendly strangers seldome seene . ) But bring no hearbs ( I charge ) of evill fame , That banefull ever to mans life became , To let in death , ere their appointed howre , By their cold juice , and inward deadly power . Therefore ( I you areed ) no sleepie slip Of Poppie 'mongst your other hearbs let slip ; No Coloquintida , ne no Henbane , Nor Hemlocke , that intoxicates the braine ; Nor Fennell-finkle , bring for flattery , Begot of lies , and fained courtesie . But above all , as yee love him , this day Whose funerall yee doon attend , I pray Bring not the leaves of that sowre Indian fume , ( The common Mountebanke ) which , not the rheum , But all diseases else , to cure dare vaunt , ( At least prevent ) which in our bodies haunt : Which taints the breath , and ( worse than any goat ) Doth make it stinke , whereon men so do doate , That morning , Noone , and Night , they wont it take , And their continuall deere companion make . So like that poysonous Arrian Heresie , It all the world hath over-run well nigh ; For now all matters ended , or begun , Must through this smoakie purgatory runne . And all what ere wee eate and drinke is choak'd Yea , sacred meat and drinke therewith are smoak'd . With that pragmatick-crotched-pated * * Bertholdus Swart , a German borne , by Profession a Franciscan Fryer , a great Alchimist , first inventer of the Gun and Gunpouder ; this invention hee taught to the Venetians about the yeare 1330 , who therewith gave the Genowayes a notable overthrow . Fryer , Who Niter first devis'd to set on fire , And to discharge it from that fatall gin , To 'th bane of men , to thunder neere of kin ; May he of all posteritie be curst Who brought this weed in daily practice first : Ah , for 't was this unsavory fulsome weed , That traiterously conspir'd his death indeed ; Provoking him to cough , which broke a veine Within his lungs , first causer of his bane . All wee for thy ' , who now bewitched are With this deceitfull drugge , in time beware . Now all ye mourners who the honour have To beare him on your shoulders to his grave , Take up your load , and weeping all the way , Unto his shadie chamber him convey : The mother earth is readie to receive Her welcome child ; there in her armes him leave . Thus finisht is midway my dolefull song , Which ere I any further doe prolong , My selfe I doe apply , and turne my speech To whom it most concernes , and them beseech For his deere sake , whose memory is deere As was his life , and love to mee too , here In Jet or Touch these sorry lines ingraffe Too much though ( true is ) for an Epitaph . Here WELD hath left his body in this Tombe In pawne , till hee againe from Heaven come , Whither hee 's gone on pilgrimage before The happy Saints to visit , and adore His blessed Lord and Saviour till Doomes-day , Where hee to wait on him , intends to stand . Then underneath his Monument , write this ( Though of farre better hee most worthy is ) In plates of shining Brasse , of purpose made , And in black Marble , on his Grave inlaid . Here lyes the Mould , the Coffin and the Shell That doth the Shell , the Mould , and Coffin hold , Where late our deare friends blessed soule did dwell ; Now Heaven is to this blessed soule the Mould , The Coffin , and the Shell become , untill The generall Assises of the world , when all Soules their owne Moulds and Coffins shall fulfill , And to their old Shels , every Kernell fall . In hopefull expectation of which day Our worthy WELD , whom wee so justy mourne , Leaves here his Gage , that he 'll no longer stay , Than he must needs , but suddenly returne . True signe , that of his word hee will be just , Thus in his absence , to leave us the care Of his deere dust , as his Feoffees in trust ; O Grave ( for his sake ) sacred , be well ware No violence be done unto his dust , But kept inviolate untill he come , Till then , religious Ashes rest in peace ( More than Mausolus in his glorious Tombe ) Till the renewing of your lives old lease . And , as a poore Appendix to his Tombe , Writ so , as to be read , vouchsafe a roome To this my secret plaint , and private mone , Conceiv'd in silence to my selfe alone , When at his grave I did recall to minde The fickle-fraile condition of mankind . Ah for my friend , who wish'd and lov'd mee well , I him as well ; I ( living ) saw him dead , who mote have liv'd , t' have bidden mee farewell , And seene mee gasp my last , on my death-bed . But so 't pleased him ( who each mans vitall thread Spins as him list ) his thread of life to break , And mine hath spar'd , and longer lengthened ; ( The longer though , so much more still the weake : ) Ah the weake webbe of mans fraile flesh , how soone ( That long was weaving ) is 't againe undone ? But if of all thy friends there be not one Some little monument of carved stone , That will thee raise , thy name whereon to write , And none to thee this duty will acquite : Yet I shall joy that I have thought it fit , And that I thus to them have mention'd it : And were thy friend , thy sound-whole-hearted friend , As thy good nature , wont him oft commend , In heart ( as once hee was ) and may againe , If God to his indeavours say Amen , This charge by him , should be for thee defraid , For in small cost much love may be bewrayd . And if prayers lawfull were to any Saint , And Saints our prayers could heare , and God acquaint With what we want , and in necessitie We mote ( poore men ) relieved be thereby : Thou should'st my Saint of Intercession be , And ( my deare Nat ) I 'de onely pray to thee : For thou amongst the Saints a Saint dost dwell , And reap'st the fruit there , of here living well ; Where hope and faith both being at an end , Nought thou ( save charitie ) hast to intend : And Gloria Patri , and Te Deum sing , And quousque Domine , ceasest thou to bring The world to question , and the hard constraints , And sufferance to avenge of thy deare Saints ? Thus thou in prayers , and praises mixt among Dost spend , or rather dost thy time prolong . But now ( thou Muse ) of all the mournfullest , Who at a sad and dolefull tale art best : And ( thou Calliope ) whose powerfull Muse Can minister , and goodly well infuse Meete matter , and fit words to any one For fancie and conceit to workeupon , For vertues sake , assist mee to bewary ( Sith well I meane ) what I have here to say ; And as my Midwives , helpe me forth to throw The Infants of my braine wherewith I goe ; And teach their new-borne tongues ( however weake ) Of this your darling worthily to speake . Wherein if they so fairly them acquite , To say but somewhat that may doe him right , 'T will welcome prove ; their very naming him . Will grace , and adde enough to their esteeme ; For never man more worthy is than hee To be remembred both of you and mee . Rarely was ever seen ( bee 't not envi'd , ) Such a combination , and so full a tyde ( In such an under-age ) of all true worth , Where nature and Grace consented to set forth A modell to the world of what they can , When they intend to frame some speciall man , For every purpose and intention fit ; A most acuminous , quick-pregnant wit ; A cleare fine fancie , and a quaint conceit , Active , and nimble , and yet full of weight ; A piercing present strong capacitie ; A spacious , vast , tenacious memorie ; A minde compos'd of art and industrie ; A heart affecting ( unaffectedly ) To make pure profit of all good mens good ; And each vainefull of piety as blood . I say unaffectedly , sith what need hee ( Whom Nature hath enabled to bee What ere him pleas'd ) affect the speech , the tone , The phrase , gest , or garb of els any one ? Here Art , Learning , Knowledge , Wisedome , Judgement , ( Above his age ) and strange Intendement , With learning , and the Learned tongues as well He furnisht was ; the kernell as the shell , Excellent in some , scarce yeelding to the best , Well seen , and rationall in all the rest : Yea , ( what himselfe would not ) I dare him vant , In no scientiall knowledge ignorant . In so small time , how deeply wert thou read ? And how farre travelled and traversed 〈◊〉 in the bookes of God and Nature fit to teach Both learned and unlearned out of each ? Loyall , and full of faith and faithfulnesse To God and man , in all hee did professe , Here , Bountie and all courteous Amenage , Of Generositie the true presage , As farre from surquedrous-proud-selfe-conceit , Which all great wits doth commonly await , As his religion and his faith was free From spot or taint of unsound heresie . Here that Sal Gemmae ( as wee may it call ) Discretion ; which doth kindly season all ; A breast full fraught with cleere integritie , And all set off with sweet Humilitie , A winning vertue , and a speciall grace , To usher in a man before Gods face , Than which no vertue shines but halfe so bright , And without which the weightiest gold is light . This added lustre and imbellishment To all his other worth where ere hee went : So that as hee by vertue gain'd respect , Vertue by him regain'd the like effect : Each of them honour'd by each others worth , As pearle in gold , both sets , and is set forth : Yea , all that man to God and man indeares , Were met together in these tender yeeres . Scarce the sixt yeare of 's manhood he attain'd , When he this masse of vertuous treasures gain'd , Where , had hee but gone on as hee began , And doubled his few yeares , Lord , what a man , And to what excellence would he have growne , To the worlds wonder , and emulation : Much have I heard of thy rich Mines , Perue , Thy Rubies , Diamonds , and Saphyrs blew , And of that Island-rivers pretious shells Where orient pearle of namelesse value dwells : But in one Mine , one Shell , one Rocke or Shore , Some of all these were never found before . Gardens and orchards infinite there are , With all sorts of fruits , and flowers rare : But all at once growne on one stalke and tree , I never saw till now ( deere NAT ) in thee . Ah my deere Lord , pardon this fault of mine , If not considering well this deed of thine , I too too foolish fondly have repin'd , And in the heate of griefe have spoke my minde Thus sawcely . Farre better a great deale Ne're to the world this jewell to reveale , Than showne a while to put it up againe I' th case , unseene for ever to remaine . But 't was thy will , and thus I answer must , My discontent , sith certes 't is but just , That hee who makes the jewell may dispose Thereof at pleasure , lest it else mote lose , In this unbeveld age , when 't is so hard For vertue-selfe from taint her selfe to guard , Any those Diamonds and Pearls of Grace , Which round about his Gemme he did enchase . Unfained friend , Oh how unfainedly Do I lament , when I say thou didst die ? Why mote not I ( whose life is of no use ) Thy too too hastie death by death excuse ? The Sunne to set at night is naturall ; But if at noone to set it should befall , It would the world with wonder deep dismay ; But should it set in 'th nonage of the day , The course of nature ( all sorts would crye out ) Confounded is , and quite turn'd round about . And is 't not thus , the very same in men , When we see fouresocore , fiftie , threescore yeares and ten Climbe back ( as 't were ) the westerne hill againe , As if the South point of their life to gaine : Whilst younglings ( such as this dayes sample shew'th ) Set in their graves in 'th morning of their youth ? A needfull caution to the younger frie , Sith life it selfe is but uncertaintie : And death no time prescribes , or can it stay , But it will come at all how'rs of the day ; That every one , they stand upon their guard , Remembring ever that death never spar'd Youth for youths sake : But ( for the practice of his bow ) will slay All sorts of game that comes within his way , Be 't Stagge , Buck , Hynd , Doe , Herse , Calfe , or Phone , All 's one to him , and he to all is one ; Whether it out of season be or in , Impartially , he reaketh not a pin . Ah , when I heard them sorrowfully say , That thou wert dead , the very like dismay In every face I did observe ( mee thought ) As when in Pharo's Land sad newes was brought , That in one instant time , and casually , One was found slaine in every familie : Somuch unhappy tydings one nights scope Can bring to light , to strangle all our hope . Sith when to day with joy I heard them tell The worst is past , and hope thou shouldst doe well , The morrow next ( by breake of day ) I heare The Passing-bell invite thee to thy Beare , And to prepare thy selfe for going hence , Which message , though with Christian confidence , Through strength of highest hope , and faith-unfain , Didst readily , and joyfull entertain : So ( like a full ripe nutt slipt from the shell ) Thou slip'st away , and bad'st us all farewell . But well without thee ( Ah! ) how can wee fare ? With whose sweete company we wont repare Our former losse of time , which wee mispent In idlenesse , or things impertinent . Oh my deere WELD , whose conversation was So lovely unto mee , could sighs ( alas ) And true-shed teares ( the characters of griefe ) Unto thy sicknesse added have reliefe ; Had it in power of learned Leach-craft ly'n , Or in the miracle of Medicine ; A noble Art ( no doubt ) which can againe New twist the thred of life nigh crackt in twaine : Could devout pray'rs of friends have thee repriv'd From death , and made thee to be longer liv'd , Thou shouldst not now thy Friends and Parents backs Have cloath'd all over thus , in mourning blacks : Ne all their heavie hearts shouldst now have clad In sable mantle of thoughts dark and sad : Ne should my Muse have on thy heavie Herse , ( O heavie Herse , ) attend in sable Verse : Ne yet the eyes of my ink-stained quill On my white-cheekt leaves these blacke teares distill . How lovely wert thou ( living ) unto all ? All , for thou wert not sullen-cynicall , Nor of a supercilious-haughtie eye , But affable , and full of courtesie , Well pleas'd with mirth , and harmlesse merriment , Which ( but injuriously ) can ne're be shent . How did all hugge thee , and embrace , for thy ' Thy ( hardly-sampled ) selfe , and company ? How joy'd all at thy comming ? and in heart How sad , and sorrowfull at thy depart ? Yea , and ( now dead ) how doth each thing retaine Like love to thee , and of thee beene as faine ? When ( weary ) thou thy death-bed didst forsake , How readie was thy winding-sheet to take Thee in her milke-white armes ( not satisfi'd ) Till wholly to her selfe the did thee hide . And next thy coffin ( being very proud At'th second hand , t' injoy thee in thy shrowd ) For love of thee the sheete where thou dost dwell , Doth hugge and kisse , much like the loving shell , That for the almons sake the tender skin Encloseth round , where th' almond lyeth in . And then the Earth which ( living ) lov'd thee so , To kisse thy feet where ever thou didst goe , With no lesse love doth now embrace thy chest , Within her owne deere bosome long to rest , Till thou ( whom shee seemes so in love withall ) In thine owne dust , into her armes dost fall . Last , when thy soule of thee did take her leave , An Angell readily did it receive , And in his winged armes did it convey Nimbly to Heaven , and still all the way With sacred kisses courted it , and sang To it a Requiem sweet , whereat it sprang In 's Armes for joy ; ( no doubt ) for very joy That it should now so suddenly enjoy The blessed vision of her Lord who dy'd Ingloriously , her glory to provide . How can I then , but ( living ) thee admire , Whom ( ' live and dead ) both Heaven and Earth desire ? Farewell ( deerfriend ) too soone ripe , long to last : Happie young man , who so long journey hast In so small time dispatcht : such hap as this The first heires of the first world long did misse , And staid sometimes a thousand yeares well nigh , Ere they ( as thou ) su'd out their Livery . Happy young man ; and fortunately blest , In all ; and amongst all not blessed least In thy Mecoenas ( that thrice-noble Lord ) Who count'nance to thy learning did afford ; Ne onely did thee hold in great regard , But thee with bounteous hand did oft reward , And grac'd thy person for thy vertues sake . Mote learning-selfe , and learned men him make Full great requitall ( gentle Lord ) for this ; And make his fame the golden Starres to kisse : And by the power of their mightie Muse , The praises eccho lowd , of the Great Bruce , And honour him , who in so deere account Holds the true sonnes of the Syonian Mount : Him leaving , henceforth standing brave enrowl'd Amongst the Ancient Roman Peeres of old , ( Mecoenas , Varus , Pollio , Patrons all ; ) Whose show'rs of bountie downe did daily fall , On merit and true worth ; and men of Art Cherisht , and by their goodnesse kept in heart . Forsooth the Lord , whom I so truly vant , All noble vertues in his bosome hant , And as himselfe indeed right learned is , Which ( Ah great pittie ) most great men doe misse , So hath hee als' 's ' a bounteous heart , to prize And tender vertue , and good qualities In all , in whomsoever they appeare , ( The very essence of a noble Peere . ) Pardon ( great Lord ) this poore Parenthesis , Which but the skirt of thy just praise doth kisse , And which ( by way of humble thankes ) I send In name of my ( late living ) now dead friend ; Who ( living ) honour'd thee , and spake all good Of thee and thine , and thy rare bountihood ; That in his sicknesse didst so oft addresse Thy messengers and golden messages ; Yea , and in person daign'st to visit him , Where in he read to him thy great esteeme , That ( had not mortall beene his maladie ) It much had made to his recoverie . The joy , and heartie comfort he conceiv'd Of'th gracious words and deeds from thee receiv'd ; God recompence this love to thee and thine Tenfold , which thou to that deere friend of mine , Whilst I returne againe to make an end Of this course webbe , which I did him intend , Which , ere I fully finish , take by the way ( Deere NAT ) this little what I have to say . Unmanly 't is I know , for men alive With Soule-divorced bodies once to strive ; Yet ( well as once I lov'd thee ) I must have A Contestation with thee in thy Grave . Wee see by proofe 't is usuall in our Land For Traders , having got into their hand All upon trust from others what they may , Oft suddenly to breake and run away : ( For their owne ends ) not caring to undoe Their Creditors , with wives and children too . Simply to cozen , and deceive is bad , And is of all good men in hatred had ; But to deceive a friends especiall trust Of all else 't is a thing the most unjust . Now , though it be a thing that neere concernes My selfe , and thy best friends , yet my heart yernes , And I am loath ( remembring what thou wast ) Any the least aspersion here to cast Upon thy credit ( tender and precize ) To hurt what ( living ) thou so deere didst prize : But thou this merchant art ( mine owne deere NAT ) And when wee saw thee thrive , and full of that Rich merchandize of Honestie , and Grace , Of Goodnesse , and a dainty diapaze Of sweete harmonious worth , and vertues rare elsewhere to finde ) and which few men do care To trafficke for ; thereof wee were so faine ( And sure so should if 't were to doe againe ) And very fond , that eftsoones wee brought forth , And ventur'd all with thee that wee were worth ; Our liking , our affection . yea our heart , And our best love wee did to thee impart . But when our time of hoped gaine once came , ( With injurie enough , and thy much blame ) Thou for preferment in a better world Gav'st us the slip , and our care quite off hurl'd ; Leaving us poore , and bankerout hereby , Yea , and thou hast undone us utterly Sith all our Stocke thou dost with thee retaine , And wee nought left have to begin againe : And though wee had , yet sith thou prov'st unjust ( Mine owne heart root ) wee know not whom to trust : Yet would thou hadst but liv'd , I dare well say Thou wouldst have paid while thou hadst ought to pay . How ere , it joyes my heart to thinke , as I Live in thy debt , that thou in mine didst die . And howsoever I thee thus have shent , Yet sith thou didst but what all would , content Are wee to sit downe by our losse : could wee But see thee now and then , and talke with thee As we were wont , our losse would feeme the lesse . But sith our case is quite remedilesse , And we have no meanes left to get our owne , But to pursue thee whither thou art gone ; Though say wee so should doe , thou wouldst alledge ( To put us off ) that places priviledge ; Whence 't would be harder to compell thee , then I' th Temple Hall t' arrest a thousand men : Therefore , for my part , I let fall my suit With promise , henceforth nere to prosecute . So though through griefe and creve-coeur , my heart Within mee die , to thinke that wee must part : Yet , till our next and happie enterview I take my leave , now worthy WELD adieu : Farewell deere NAT , five hundred times farewell ; Who ( as thy names few letters say ) dost dwell , Where now thy Maker thou hast long beheld , ( Who by his power Heaven and earth doth weld ) In namelesse peace , and joyes more manifold Than by my worthlesse tongue can ere be told : Take this small tribute of my love to thee In retribution of thy love to mee . I to thy ingenuitie appeale , T' accept this 〈◊〉 handfull of course barly-meale ; And these darke grains of bay-salt , pray thee hold In worth from him , who better would if could : Could my abilitie reach thy desert , The World should know what manner man thou wert . Suffice it mee that thus my hearts true love ( However homely ) I to thee approve ; Nathlesse ( how ever meane ) in losse of sleepe , And many private teares , I did them steepe ; With much adoe together them to save , Till I could sprinkle them upon thy grave . Excuse mee here , that so unorderly My flaggie Muse thus in and out doth flie . Indenting to and fro , her winding course , Much like the brooke once parted from his source , My griefe of this disorder is the cause , And no disorder ever keeps the Lawes : For griefe ( like love ) from reason loves to swerve , And keepes no meane , ne measure will observe . And sith my plaints for thee ( whom I so misse ) Unto thy happinesse injurious is , And bootlesse is for mee , to thinke , and vaine With teares thee hither to recall againe ; And sith I cannot more ( as I wont ) walke , And talke with thee , yet oft of thee to talke It joyes my heart ; and much it comforts mee To name thee to my selfe , whom more I may not see : Receive this payment , and what I owe more ( As more I knowledge ) must run on the score : Yet hee that payes both what and when hee can ( Which comforts me ) is held an honest man . Much would my love say more ; but howsoere , Thy worth an everlasting subject were , And with fresh matter could beget my braine , Nathlesse my griefe doth barren make my vaine , And shuts up my conceit , that I can say No more , save Ah , alack , and welladay , And woe is mee , with such like poore rhyme , And windie interjections spend the time ! Therefore farewell , I ne're so blest shall bee As to repaire this my deere losse in thee , A man amongst ten thousand , and a frend Worthy this pretious name ; so I commend My love to thee , and thee ( for ever blest ) To God , and thine eternall happie rest . Thus ( having now perform'd his Obsequies ) With thankes unto you all , ( if please ) arise , And for this time your farther plaints surcease : Arise yee Mourners all , 't is time I you release . Sit voluisse , Sat valuisse .

MEDITATIONES QUAEDAM DE AMICITIA , DE VITAE FRAGILITATE , DE MORTE , ET DE ANIMA .

IVSTVS VIVET FIDE

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LONDONI , Excudebat R. Y. impensis G. Lathum . M.DC.XXXIV .

MEDITATIONES DE VITAE FRAGILITATE .

Ricordarsi il Ben Doppia la Noia . A Gentle frend ( by way of comfort ) said Unto a father that did sadly waile His sons deer losse : Ah Sir ; be once apaid , Sith all your mourning nothing can prevaile . Why that 's the thing , because I nought availe ; That I ( quoth hee ) so sore his death lament ; Oh that my memorie of him could faile : But , like Lots wife , our eyes still backe are bent Upon those joyes , which erst wee held most leefe ; The * * Talia jactantem verbis conabar amicis Flectere ; sed vulnus nil insanabile curat : Ite procul Medicae , non sum sanabilis , Artes : Ista tamen quocunque ferar me cura sequetur . thought of which doth double present greefe .

Perdre un Amico fidele è sopra o'gni dolore . OF all the a a Ovid. ad Pison . Nec te fortuna colentem ; Natalesve movent , probitas spectatur in illis . cares , and humane miserie , Which from the Cradle to the Beere attend , Is none of all can touch a man more nigh , Than the hard b b Unus amicitiae summos tenor ambit & imos ; Rara domus tenuem non aspematur amicum : Raraque non humilem caleat fastosa clyentem . losse of true approved frend ; To whom thy fortune doth not thee commend : But rich or poore , thy winter , and thy spring , Hee all alike doth tender to the end . Each bird , while summer lasts , will sweetly sing ; But constant Red-brest pipes his chearefull notes When frost , and storms dams th 'others glozing throats . Mant. Egl. 3. Saepe alios qui spem dederint invenimus ore Magnisicos , sed re modicos ; tibi fidimus uni .

Ben ama chi non oblia . NO Gyants hand , no instrument of Art , No Anchor in the sea tenacious beene As Love and Hate , once rooted in the heart : The strange effects of both are daily seene ; Right strong they either are , yet beeing greene , But when they once waxe old , no power , or force Sufficient is to interpose betweene ; He never hated who can * * Sen. Megar . Her. furens . Una res superest mihi fratre ac parente charior , Regno & Lare , odium tui . feele remorse : And in that heart love is but shallow set , Which time or place can make a friend forget .

Un huomo d'ogni hora. Homo omnium horarum . * * Graci Bibliotheeam , seu obambulans , vivumque Musaeum virum eruditum vocarunt , & qui velut ex professo respondere , & inextricables Authorum nodos , tanquam ex secretiore Musarum Adyto cuncta depromere atque dissolvere possit . Erasmus Chyliad . OH where 's the man that is so truly train'd , And hath to purpose so his howers spent , That ( if all companie were him restrain'd ) True solace by himselfe he can invent , And with his friend ( to whatsoere intent ) Can him adapt , whether in learn'd discourse , Facetious wit , and sportive merriment , Of Hawkes , of Hounds , or long Dogs for the Course ? Be the Theme light , or of grave consequent Hee for all turnes hath money in his purse : This thus conpleat-accomplisht every way , The man of all houres is , and for all day . I had a friend ( I have I late could say ) Ah but the primest flowers soonest fade , Who fitted was and furnisht every way In depths and shallows both to swimme and wade : Not like mechanicks , in one onely trade , But sooth a a Ovid. ad Pisonem . Sed virtus numerosa juvat , tu pronus in omne Pectora ducis opus , seu te graviora vocarunt , Seu leviora juvant , &c. he multum could in singulis , And aliquid in omnibus have said ; No subject on the sudden came amisse , But he to all with profit and delight An able Artist could himselfe acquite : Thine be this Embleme ( by thy just desert ) For thou ( thrice worthy WELD ) this man of all howr's were .

Felice chi puo . BLest mote hee ever bee , who ever can Compose the joyes , and sorrows of his mind , Chuse truth from errour , flow'r from the bran ; Willing obey Gods sacred Lawes in kinde ; Decline the vice , to which hee 's most inclin'd ; Richly contented bee , what ere God send ; Slight injuries , as chaffe before the winde , Finde a fit wife , and faithfull bosome friend : Who some , nay one , but all these things who can , Is sure a threefold-blessed , a a O vos Aetherei cives ( quibus esse beatis Contingit solis ) quibus est aeterna voluptas : Humanas si forte preces attenditis , & si Non penetus miseros homines avertitis , oro Egregiam puramque mihi concedite mentem , A vero falsum discernere quae sciat apte , Quae bona cognoscat vera , & contraria veris ; Ne stulte fugienda sequar , fugiamve sequenda , Nam si mortali cuiquam licet esse beato , Arbitror hoc pacto fieri me posse beatum . tenfold-happy man .

Il medico al anima e Dio , & al Corpo un Buon Compagno . WOe to the man alone ( saith the wise man ) If chance him fall , who him releeven can ? But where two beene , if one in need doe stand , The other still is readie helpe at hand : The Great Creator so intended it , When hee for man fram'd a companion fit , In Paradice : so helpe in company , And comfort doth in friendly helpe relie . The soule and body al 's ' he tack'd together , To be companions either unto either : Yea God himselfe , who is but one alone , And to that onehood will admit of none , Yet joyes to have the Blessed Unitie Accompan'd with the sacred Trinitie . a a Loca sola nocent , loca sola caveto . Quo fugis ? in populo tutior esse potes . Who therefore doon admire lonelinesse Do rob themselves of wondrous happinesse , And wilfully to many mischiefes run , Which men in company do fairly shun . When did th' ill spirit choose our Lord to tempt , But when from company hee was exempt ? And ever since hee doth himselfe intrude To vacuitie , and b b Tristis eris si solus eris , dominaeque relictae , Ante oculos facies stabit ut ipsa tuos : Tristior idcirco nox est , quam tempora Phoebi , Quaeque levet luctus turba sodalis abest . lonely solitude . Al 's ' privacie begets melancholie , Which mother is and nurse of lunacie . But in all states , in povertie , in wealth , In peace , in warre , in sicknesse , and in health , In age , in youth , bondage and libertie , Sweet is the comfort of companionrie : For , as the soule in all extremities Onely to God her lonely selfe applyes , Whose sweet Communion if it can but gaine , It takes her off from thinking on her paine : And with his presence , and kind conference Hee workes such indolence upon her sense , That ere shee wist , the time and paine at one With passing pleasure's slipt away and gone . Such to the body is a hearty frend , The griefe thereof and maladies to mend : Whose very presence , though hee speake no word , Is physicke of it selfe , and doth afford ( Like Ionas Gourd ) coole shadow from the heat Of strong distempers , which the bodie beat . Blest is that soule , that sicknesse , and that man Who still have God for their Physician : And happy manifold I him areed , Who such companion hath , such frend at need . Who ( free from scurvie trickes ) is right and straight , With whom a man may dare deliberate , And freely to his bosome can impart The neerest secrets of his very heart : As knowing in his breast he may them save Safe ▪ as the dead mans ashes in his grave . a a Ovid. ad Pisonem . Asperitate carens , positoque per omnia fastu Inter ut aequales unus numeraris amicos , Obsequiumque doces , & amorem quaeris amore . Hee in discourse can yeeld unto his friend 'Gainst his owne knowledge ( rather than contend ) Hee mannerly can jest , ne captious is , Ne yet exceptious , apt to take amisse , Or peevishly in evill manner wrest What 's meerly spoken merrily in jest ; No babler , ne no criticke in a house , Unmanly-humerous , nor mutinous . To him all one the kennill and the wall ; Nathlesse , ( all be hee affable to all ) To all hee 'll not be fellow , but doth ken To difference himselfe from other men , Lest whilst humilitie he doe professe , He fall into the taxe of fillinesse . Hee knowes his good to all , and how to bowe , And to his greaters due respect allow ; Ne doth it hold disparage , or disgrace His friends ( even meanest ) favours to imbrace With thankfulnesse ; which is a vertue full Of strong Attraction , and doth pull , And draw ( like loadstone ) every heart and mind With grace and bountie to us be inclin'd . All his owne b b Meminisse debet is in quem collatum est beneficium , non commemorare qui contulit . actuall kindnesse he forgets , But passive favours puts amongst the dets , Which by recognizance hee at a day Upon great penaltie is bound to pay : So faire c c Ovid. ad Pis. Additur huc & justa fides , & plena pudoris . Libertas , Animusque mala ferrugine purus , Ipsaque possesso mens est opulentior auro . condition'd every way , and good , That by his outside well is understood , How ever hee beene of worldly fortune sped , That hee is doubtlesse Gentle borne , and bred . Lo here a friend , well worth his weight in gold , Though in this durty age his gold prove drosse , And this rare Jewell , every one do hold ( Not set in gold ) contemptible as mosse . What can him want now , who for each disease Such Physicke , and Physicians hath as these ? Who have a salve for every sort of sore , And Cordialls for all griefes and paines in store ? d d Ovid. Semper habe Pyladem aliquem qui curet orestem Hic quoque amicitiae non levis usus erit . In health who soule and body then will save , Let still in store these two Physicians have .

Come il simulacro del Re di Babilone . FRaile a a O Fragilis nimium innumerisque obnoxia vita Casibus , O nimium brevis atque incerta recedens Fumi instar , nunc hic moritur , nunc ille , hodie tu , Cras ego , sic demum paulatim extinguimur omnes . flesh ( how ever goodly thou appeare In outward shew , and glorious as the Sun : ) How can a little sicknesse change thy cheer ? And thy lives thred , how ever purely spun , With paine how is it broke and quite undone ? How seem'st thou like that image over all , Whereof y'dreamt that King of Babylon , Whose bulke was Gold and costly Minerall , But Oh poore prop , the pillers and the basse Were crumbly clay which did sustain this mighty masse . Natalis Chytr . in viatico . Quid nisi foetor homo est ? foetores inter & alvo Gignitur , & latitat ; tener è foetente favissa Eruitur foetens ; totius tempore vitae Sese intra foetet , foetores ejicit ex se Corpus inane animae , tandem foetore maligno A se abigit cunctos ; & cum foetore , sepulchro Foetenti infertur ; quaeso unde superbia tanta Nos inflat ? tanto cur cum torpore , geluque Coelestem patriam , ( expertem foetoris ) avemus ?

Non temete , la morte solamente e cattiva a cativa Gente . O Death , the hatefull issue of mans sinne , Who since thy birth , dost greedily devour Thy Parents children ! Oh what canst thou winne In browzing a soft twigge before his houre ? What hast thou thereby doon , but given him pow'r ( As Justices their passe-ports wont to grant ) To passe hence freely to that sacred bow'r , ( The bow'r of blisse , ) where blessed Angels haunt ? Henceforth I a a Mors quasi regia via est in coelum . One . Tuscul. quaest. Mors non est interitus , omnia tollens atque delens , sed quaedam quasi migratio , commutatioque vitae quae in claris viris & foeminis dux in Coelum solet esse . feare thee lesse , who dost but send Poore Pilgrims sooner to their wearie journeyes end .

L'Huomo e Ampulla fatta del Acqua , & del Aria disfatta . WHat thing is man that God should him respect ? Or what is life , that man so tenderly Should hugge it so , or deerly it affect ? Loe here an embleme of mortalitie , Whom nor greene yeares could warrant from to die , Nor innocence ( the good mans daily feast ) No priviledge , ne no immunitie That flesh can challenge why to be releast , Could ere redeeme , such is the law of all , Onely like fruit a a Serius aut citius finem properamus ad unum . some sooner and some later fall . I saw this blossome b b Mors & fugacem persequitur virum Nee parcit imbellis juventae poplitibus Tumidoque tergo . blasted in the spring , I saw this flower wither'd in the budde , And to my hearts eternall sorrowing : This lamp new lighted , beeing all too good Longer to burne in it owne oylely blood , I drowned saw , and quite extinguished : Such is condition of all fleshlyhood . Just like a c c Mant. Egl. 3. Heu miserande puer tenera sublata juventa Quae tibi nascenti luxerunt Sydera ? quae tam Noxia pars Coeli est , ut te nil tale merentem Laeserit , & primis infortunaverit annis ? buble that 's ingendred Of ayre and blistred water , which eftsoone Breakes , and with each small puffe of winde 's againe undone .

Monocchio , non e misero nel presenza del cieco . WHen I consult the sacred a a Neve tam graviter eos casus feramus , quos nullo consilio vitare possimus , eventisque aliorum memoria repetendis , nihil accidisse nobis novi cogitemus . Histories , And other Stories of inferior sort , And finde therein , what under mysteries , And plainly what they of mans life report , Oft in the prime , oft suddenly cut short , And every day sad samples thereof see , Mee seemes they secretly do mee exhort To fit my selfe , the very next to be , And b b Seneca . Tum sibi foelix pauper videtur , quando foelices cecidisse videt . meekly more my misery to beare , Compar'd with others ( greater in degree ) As hee , whose one eye perled is , and bleare , Seemes c c Ovid. Qui miser est aliena suis graviora retractet , Fortius excipiet quae mala cunque cadent . blest to him , who can at all not see . So d d Thales interrogatus quo pacto quis ferret infortunium , Si , inquit , quis videat hostes malis majoribus obnoxios ; multi enim ex contemplatione alienae foelicitatis suam calamitatem exasperant . they , who others greater griefe and mone , Can call to minde , gaine strength to beare their owne .

Animali d'ogni sorte se trovarno nel Rete della morte . HOw many a subtile snare and guilefull gin Hath man devis'd , and daily doth devise , To take all sorts of feather'd fowles therein ? Some birds nathlesse , so warie been and wise Not to be tane for all his subtilties . But there 's a fowler layes his deadly gins Man to intrap , as man doth birds surprize , Spreading his nets when his life first begins : And though all things his fatall nets perceive , Yet never bird this fowler could deceive . All sorts a a Owen Epigr. Restituunt furtum fures , vi rapta latrones , Omnia mors aufert restituitque nihil . to him beene all indifferent , Ringtailes , Buzzards , Puttocks , Ravens , Crowes , Pyes , Th' imperiall Eagle , and the Falcon Gent , Pigions , Parakitoes , Peacocks , and Popingies , And Nightingales which pipe and minstrelize By night , to all that ( fearfull ) shunne the day ; Yea , and the Phoenix ( if yet mortall eyes Such Phoenix ever saw as Stories say ) In that b b Aucupis horrendi fatalia retia cerne , Aucupium cujus nulla fefellit avis . foule-crab-fac'd-fowlers horrid hands . Must gasp their last-fetcht-breath ; see where he stands .

O'gni dolore nuntio di morte . SOre sicke him chanc'd a jolly Courtier fall , Though not to death ( as he him surely thought ) But death ( unthought of ) doth upon him call , And readie was away him to have caught ; Whereat amaz'd , this Courtier him besought Not all so suddenly him to surprize , But respit him some time , that so he mought Prepare himselfe to die before he dies : And three dayes warning prayes him send before He from this light his life did meane to reave , To which death soone agrees , so takes his leave . Many yeares after , as this Courtier sate ( For ought he felt ) in perfect strength and health , Seriously thinking how to antidate Anothers life , and seize on all his wealth , Death suddenly comes skipping in by stealth Crying away a a Nemo obitum novit , tempusvè , locumvè , diemvè . . The Gallant him upbraids of promise breach : Not I ( quoth death ) but thou false to thy selfe : b b Ad mortem omnes maturi sumus , & semper ex quo nati imo antequam nati ; multis namque morbis , tanquam mortis apparitoribus , ac satellitibus , infestatur vita humana , quos nonnulli Medici ●000 nominarunt , omissis novis morborum generious , quae nominibus carent . Five fits o' th stone , foure agues , two fevers , each Gray-haire , the paine and losse of teeth ; all these , With many a wrinkle , since I from thee went , My warnings , and fore-runners I thee sent .

Dopo il Givoco , cosi va nel sacco il Re , come il Pedone . IF in my weake conceit ( for selfe disport ) The world I sample to a a a Vita anceps maris est cursus , jactamur in alto , Saepeque naufragiis nos graviora manent . Tennis-court , Where fate and fortune daily meet to play , I doe conceive , I doe not much misse-say . All manner chance , are Rackets , wherewithall They bandie men like balls , from wall to wall : Some b b Incertosque fuo dirigit arbitrio Adversum his spirans cursum , illisque secundum 〈◊〉 , sed sub humo , portus utrisque manet . over Lyne , to honour and great place ; Some under Lyne , to infame and disgrace ; Some with a cutting stroke , they nimby send Into the hazzard placed at the end ; Resembling well the rest which all they have , Whom death hath seiz'd , and placed in their grave : Some o're the wall they bandie quite away , Who never more are seene to come in play : Which intimates , that even the very best Are soone forgot of all , if once deceast . So , ( whether silke-quilt ball it bee , or whether Made of course cloth , or of most homely lether ; ) They all alike are banded to and fro , And all at last to selfe same end do goe , Where is no difference , or strife for place : No odds betweene a Trype-wife and your Grace : The penny-counter's every whit as good , As that , which in the place of thousands stood . When once the Audit's full cast up , and made The c c Chrysost. Proficiscamur ad Sepulchrum , ostende mihi patrem , ostende mihi matrem tuam , ubi est qui purpuram induebat ? Nihil video nisi ossa putrida ; differentiam nullam video : Sic omnes in universum , post miserum funus , fumus & umbra sumus . learned Arts well as the manuall Trade : The Prisoner and the Judge upon the Bench : The pampred Lady , and the Kitchin-wench : The noble Lord , or Counsailor of State , The botchy-Lazer , begging at the gate , Like Shrubs , and Cedars-mingled ashes , lye Without distinction , when they once do dye . Ah for unpartiall death , and th' homely grave Looke equall on the freeman , and the slave . So most unpartiall umpires are these twain ; A King with them 's but as a common Swain . No upper hand , 'twixt dust of poore and rich ; No Marshall there to sentence which is which : And once d d Manes servus erat dum vixit , mortuus idem , Aeque ac Dacicus libera jura tenet . resolv'd to powder , none can ken , The dust of Kings from dust of other men : But as at Chesse , when once the game is doon , The side which lost , and that as well which woon . The victor King , and conquer'd pawne together Jumbled , are tumbled to th' same bagge of lether , Without regard , whether the pawne or King Therein lye uppermost or underling . e e Heu vivunt homines tanquam mors nulla sequatur , Aut velut infernus fabula vana foret . Quomodo Regi Babyloniorum è summo dignitatis fastigio ad inferos dejecto insultarunt mortui variis sannis atque laedariis , vide insignem illum locum apud Esaiam , cap. 24. Nathlesse all sorts , each sexe of purpose winke : And of this destinie doon seldome thinke : Living ( alacke ) as life should never faile , And deeme of death but as an old wives tale .

Post mortem nescio cujus . WHy do the mightie beare themselves so high , And vant their parentage and long discent ? Why do the rich so swell with surquedry Of their huge wealth , which is but to them lent , But till their lives uncertaine terme be spent ? Though where's the odds , or what 's the difference Between the wealthy and the indigent , When both unto the grave once part from hence ? Within a while their dust so mingled is , That none can safely say , this dust was his , or his : So have I seene the boistrous-body'd oake , That above all , her wide-spred armes enhanc't , I saw it lopt with many a sturdie stroke , From side to side I saw it thorow lanc't , I saw it fall and headlong disadvanc't : The silly shrub that there beside was growne , I likewise saw quite rooted up and rancht : I saw them both into the fire throwne ; I saw them wasted , and in ashes lye , But whethers ashes were by no meanes could discry :

Il sonno e una morte vivente . WHen I doe weigh how little differing Life a a Vix uno passu à morte absumus ; uno gradu nos & mors dividimur : quotidie per fenestras penetrat aedes nostras . is from death , how little or nought at all Death is from sleepe , when neere so small a thing Can make them all be transubstantiall , Oh what amazement on my minde doth fall ! And I do wonder how I sleepe or wake , Sith unto death , in nature they so neere partake . And in the morning after quiet sleepe , When I consider to how weake a guard My pretious life I did commit to keepe , Being for death a thing not very hard To seize his brothers right , sith if compar'd , Sleep 's but a b b Owen . Epigr. Angli Bedd vocirant lectum , Cambrique Sepulchrum : Lectus enim tumuli , mortis imago sopor . breathing death , death breathlesse sleep , I feele a tingling chilnesse over all my bones to creepe .

Prosopopeia Corporis Animae valedicturi : Adios a rivederci . MY lovely frend , that long hast been content To dwell with mee in my poore Tenement , Whose bulke and all the stuffe , both warp and woofe , Is all of clay , the floor and the roofe : Though yet thou ne're foundst fault ; ne didst upbraid This homely hermitage , so meanly made ; O a a Animula , vagula , blandula , hospes , comesque corporis , quò nunc abibis in loca Pallida , horrida , nubila ; nec ut soles , dabis jocos . mine owne darling , my deere daintie one , And wilt thou now indeed from mee be gone ? Ah , for thou seest all running to decay The thatchie b b Horat. Ep. 2. Singuli de nobis Anni praedantur euntes Eripuere jocos , Venerem , Convivia , Lusus . covering 's now nigh falne away : The windows , which give light to every roome , Broken , and dimme , and mistie beene become . The c c Juven . Sat. 10. Una senum facies cum voce trementia membra . Et jam leve caput madidique infantia Nasi Frangendus misero gingiva panis inermi . Mill-house , and selfe Miller 's out of frame , My Kitchin smoakes , my Larder is too blame , And from the Studds each where the Lome doth shrink , And the breeme cold blowes in at every chinke . The brases and supporters of my house Tremble , and waxen wondrous ruinous . So that all bee it grieve mee to the heart , To thinke that thou and I ( old frends ) must part ; Yet , sith my Cabban's all out of repaire , ( Darling ) farewell , goe sojourne now else where , In some cleane place , untill that premier Main That built mee first , rebuild mee up againe , All of the selfe same stuffe , but with such art , So polisht , and imbellisht every part , That it shall ne're be out of Kilture more : Then shalt thou come againe , as heretofore , And dwell with mee for ever and for aye : ( So God us both to blesse untill that happie day . )

Dal Cielo al Cielo . SUndry opinions amongst learned men Have raised beene about the meanes and way , And 'bout the certaine time , and season when That soule of man , which never can decay , Into the bodie doth it selfe convey : Whether 't beginning with the body take , Or long before : if so , where it doth stay : Which strife the soule it selfe thus plaine doth make . From * * Owen . epigr. Corporis est Genitor Genitor , mens Numine Divum Ducit ab ingenito non generata Genus : Coelitus orta mihi mens est , non extraduce , nam si Corpore cum reliquo mens oritur ; moritur . Heaven I , not from mans seed proceed , For with the bodie if it rise it dies .

Animae Prosopopeia . Morta la pecora non cresce piu la lana . YEe gentle frends , who mourning here , attend My livelesse corps , unto this Earthie bed , There leaving it to sleepe untill the end , When all shall live againe , who now are dead , Weepe not for mee , sith I can neither see , Nor heare your teares that here for mee are shed : Ne all your prayers a whit can profit mee . The sheepe once dead , the wooll ne're growes againe , But as shee dies it lyes , all after-helpes are vaine . Agree therefore while yee are in the way With death the adversary of mankinde : For when he comes , no pray'r can make him stay , But hee takes all sorts as he doth them find . If good , 't is not in him to make them bad ; If bad , no time to mend by him assign'd : What faith and hope wee at our parting had Is onely ours ; but all done after death Nor hurts , nor helps , but passeth with the breath . For whilst we live , though at last gaspe wee been , Our owne or others pray'rs mote doon us good : Betweene the stirrup and the ground , betweene The bridge , and headlong downfall to the flood , Mercie can cause the soule catch hold of grace : But soone as once the life forsakes the blood , So fast it posteth to its proper place Of weale , or woe , where it must ever stay , No pray'r it overtakes , or profit may . The ardent suite of that great man of meat Was him deny'd ; a seeming-small request ; One moyst coole drop to quench his scalding heat : Yet , sith before his pray'r he was possest Of his just doome , his due-deserved meed , His tardie suit forth of the Court was cast : For as the soule once from the body freed , No more may be recall'd , no more can shee By any humane helpe relieved bee . In vaine therefore doon silly soules relie On pray'rs of frends at their departure hence : Sith with our last breath , Heaven instantly Is wonne or lost , no comming is from thence : Ne is redemption from the place of Hell . And Purgatory is a meere non-sense , Where goodmens soules , till bought from thence , must dwell : Onely his pray'rs , whose blood for us was shed , Living , and dying stands our soules in stead .

Divortium Animae . HAst ever knowne two * * Elegantissima descriptio duorum amantium valedicentium apud Ovid. Met. lib. 2. Et laniata comas , complexaque corpus amantis Vulnera supplevit lachrymis , fletumque cruore : Miscuit , & gelidis in vultibus oscula figens , Pyrame clamavit , &c. faithfull bosome frends , Affected like in all their aimes , and ends . After long absence , hast observ'd their meeting , Their over-joy , and manner of their greeting : Silent , long-looking in each others faces , Whilst each his frend within his armes embraces , Like April-showr's , and Sun-shine mixt together , Each weeping , and each laughing over either , Till mutuall passions having run their course , Both by degrees , fall freely to discourse ? Ah , but say now , hast ever seene these twaine Upon occasion forc'd to part again ? Hast seene two lovers , new made man and wife , Inforc'd to part ? how bitter is their strife ? What sighs ? what teares ? what namelesse Creve-coeur ? What greefe unutterable doon they endure ? What lowd Alewes ? what heavinesse of heart ? What lamentations when they come to part ? What anguish ? and with what a deale of paine Take these their leave , as ne're to meete againe ? Hast seene a man from his deere home exil'd ? Hast heard a a Seneca Troas . Brevem moram lagire , dum officium parens Nato supremum reddo , & amplexu ultimo Avidos dolores satio ; Lachrymis , Ulysse parva quam petimus mora est Concede , parvos ut mea condam manu Viventis oculos . a mother parting from her child ? What weeping , wailing , and what heavinesse ? What contristation , even to excesse ? And how unable reason is to sway Th' unbeveld passion , or it make obey ? Or hast thou ere observ'd that passionate , And dolefull quest , that heart affecting-blate Of lambes , lamenting their deere dammes restraint ? Or mark'd the mournfull noise and pitteous plaint , Doubled , and oft redoubled by the dammes , At present parting from their little lambes ? Hast ere beene present at some Cities sacke , And seene b b Quis cladem illius noctis , quis funera fando Explicet , aut possit lachiymis aequare dolorem ? the havocke , and the wofull wrack , When to the surly souldier once betraid , The modest matron , and the untoucht maid , So most c c Virgil. Eg. 1. Impius haec tam culta novalia miles habebit , Barbaras has segites . unmannerly , spite of their heart , With their deere honours are compell'd to part ? What reluctation , and what sturdie strife ? What meanes , what shifts , the jewell of their life To save from spoyle , and losse ? what vows , what pray'r ? What humble ' haviour ? and what speaking faire ? What deep distraction ? and what heavie cheere ? How loth to yeeld ( alacke ) yet ne're the neere . Like loth , and with as much , or more adoe , Bodie and soule each other do forgoe . Ah when the soule comes warning once to give , That shee no longer in her house will live : Ne , not so much as sojourne any more , Where shee hath dwelt so many yeares before , At this sad news , like fruit with windie blast , Downe in a transe the weakly bodie 's cast : Inly , the very bowels yearne with griefe , The stomacke nauseats at wont reliefe , The straightned lungs breath hardly , short and thicke , The head 's distempred , and the heart is sicke , And every roome and corner of the house Fill'd with darke steems and vapours nubilous . In this disconsolate and sickly state , The soule the body doth commiserate ; And through meere sympathy is ill at ease ; Therefore all griefe on both sides to appease , And now resolv'd no longer while to stay , Shee forth of doores slips suddenly away . Eftsoons all 's husht , and the whole house at rest , Onely the eyes which but they beene supprest Wide open stand , and their lids upward raise , Still after her , that was their life and light , to gaze .

O valente huomo chi puo esser misero . FUll easie a a Marti . epigr. Rebus in adversis facile est contemnere vitam : Fortior ille facit , qui miser esse potest . is for men in miserie Weary of life , t' importune death to die , Who dare not looke misfortune in the face , Nor griefe , nor paine , nor sicknesse , nor disgrace , But cowardly with horror , and dismay Out of themselves , oft times do runne away . Like Grashoppers , that skip , and sing , and dance While Summer lasts ; but as flyes , in a transe , When Winter comes , with stormes accompan'ed In every hole , and corner them doe hide , Quite out of love with life , for such to call For death , no fortitude it is at all . But he whose countenance at all assayes , Is ever one , b b Prospera non loetum fecere , nec aspera tristem , Aspera risus erant , prospera terror erant : Non decor effecit fragilem , non sceptra superbam Sola potens humilis , sola pudica decens . in Sun or cloudie dayes : Whose minde can bend , as buxom as a twigge To all estates , bee 't high , low , small , or bigge , If fortune say he must doe thus , or thus , With her the matter he doth ne're discusse . Who with same c c Et hoc ipsum est ( si intelligamus ) solatium aequo animo perdere , quod periturum erat . Sen. Epist. 99. freenesse , that he wins can lose , Who with small noise can beare all fortunes blowes : And any part that fortune shall her please To put him to , can personate with ease ; This is a man , one of a thousand men , A d d Gallinae filius albae . Juven . Sat. 13. right-bred chicken of the milke-white hen . Right truly wise and valiant is e e Magnitudinis animi proprium est nihil extimescere omnia humana dispicere , nihil quod homini possit accidere intolerandum putare . Cic. Epist. lib. 2. Offic. this man , Who selfe submit to all manner weather can ; Who 'gainst it comes , for fortune doth provide , Not mov'd with Ebbe , nor flowing of her tyde . So great the strength of his true temperd minde To welcome faire and foule in selfe same kinde . Come good ? why well , and good : come bad ? why well : So 'gainst all paines , his patience is his spell : Hee eekes , nor aggravates his weale , or woe ; Ne takes long farewells of them when they goe , And in his open doore still readie stands , When ere they come , to take them by the hands : So evenly he knowes to beare himselfe ; f f Juven . Sat. 13. Dicimus autem Hos quoque foelices , qui ferre incommoda vitae , Nec jactare jugum vita didicere magistra . Hee rich in povertie , and poore in wealth ; Either or neither can contented bee : Oh blessed man , how fe●e in bonds is hee ? Who though his bread too sow'r of leaven taste , Can eate and it digest as finest paste : And water drinke , yea vineger for need . This is the truely g g Senec. Qui vultus Acherontis atri Qui styga tristem , non tristis videt , Audetque vitae ponere finem , Par ille Regi , par Superis est . valiant man indeed .

L'Envoy . MOngst all things possible , and yet so hard , Almost next doore t'impossibilitie ; That man or woman is , who having far'd All their life long , and liv'd deliciously : Not crost nor vext with contrarietie Of chance or fortune , which most men dismay When death them calls , can answer patiently . Wherefore my soule , doe thou still humbly pray , Nature of nature , good God , grant , when I Must leave to live , pow'r willingly to die . Naturae natura , Deus bone , cum mihi posse Vivere sustuleris , da mihi velle mori . FINIS .

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