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<p>THE WORLDS OLIO.</p>
<p>WRITTEN <hi>By the Right HONORABLE, the Lady</hi> MARGARET NEWCASTLE.</p>
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<hi>LONDON</hi> Printed for <hi>J. Martin</hi> and <hi>J. Allestrye</hi> at the Bell in St. <hi>Pauls</hi> Church-Yard 1655.</p>
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<head>A DEDICATION TO FORTUNE.</head>
<p>I Dedicate this Book to For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, for I believe she is a powerfull Princess; for what<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>soever she favours, the World admires, whether it be worthy of admiration, or no; and whatsoever she frowns on, the World runns from, as from a Plaguy Infection, and not only shunns, but exclaims against it, although it be Vir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue herself; and that which is most to be lamented, is, that the strictest Votresses to Virtue turn Reprobates, become Infidels, and with false and superstious Devotion worship the Golden Fortune; and Flat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terers, which are the Priests, offer false Praises thereunto.</p>
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Wherefore if Fortune please, with her helping hand, she may place my Book in Fames high Tow'r, where every Word, like a Cymball, shall make a Tinkling Noise; and the whole Volume, like a Cannon Bul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>let, shall Eccho from Side to Side of Fames large Brasen Walls, and make so loud a Report, that all the World shall hear it.</p>
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<l>But if not favour'd, then my Book must dye,</l>
<l>And in the Grave of Dark Oblivion lye:</l>
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<salute>My Lord,</salute>
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<p>THE Reason why I have not dedicated any of my particu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lar Books to your Lordship, is, that when I have writ all I mean to print, I intend, if I live, to Dedicate the whole summe of my Works unto you, and not by Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cells: for indeed you are my Wits Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tron; not that I lay the Defects, that may be found, to your charge, for upon my Conscience all the Faults are mine own; but if there be any Wit, or any thing wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy of Commendations, they are the Crumms I gathered from your Discourse, which hath fed my Fancy; and though I do not write the same way you write, yet it is like Nature which works upon E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternal matter, mixing, cutting, and car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving it out into several Forms and Figures; for had not Nature Matter to work upon, She would become Useless; so that Eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nal Matter makes Nature work, but Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture makes not Eternal Matter. Thus she
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is but as a labouring servant; and as in E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternal Matter there lives Spirit and Motion, which is Life and Knowledge, so in your Discourse lives Sense and Reason, in your Wit, Delight and Pleasure; in your Mind, Honor and Honesty; in your Acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, Valour and Prudence; in your Prospe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity, Generosity and Humility; in your Mis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunes, Patience and Magnanimity; in your Friendship, Truth and Constancy; to your King and Country, Fidelity and Loi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>alty; to your Neighbours, Affability and Kindness; to your Enemies, Pardon and Pitty.</p>
<p>But, My Lord, I must do as the Painter did, which was to draw <hi>Agamemnon</hi> in that posture, as he stood to view his Daughter offerr'd as a Sacrifice; who when he came to Pencil out his Countenance wherein Sorrow sate so lively, he was forced to draw a Veil over his Face, his Grief being too great for his Art to imitate: So I, when I come to describe your worth by my Pen I find your Merit so far beyond all expres<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sion, that I am forced to leave off Writing, only subscribing my self, as I am,</p>
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<head>An Epistle that was writ before the death of the noble Sir <hi>Charls Cavendish,</hi> my most noble Brother-in-law.</head>
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<salute>Noble Sir,</salute>
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<p>ALthough I'me absented from your person, yet not from your Favours, they are too great, and certainly not to be worn out either by distance of Time or Place; and you are so excel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent and Divine an Architecture, that your Generosity never missed the true Measure of Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sery, and may our payment of Praiers be justly retur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned you, in Blessings from Heaven; and as your Bounty runns a Race with Necessity, so may your Merit win the Bell of Fame; which Bell I wish may sound in e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very Ear, and as long as there be Ears to hear,</p>
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Margaret Newcastle.</signed>
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<head>An Epistle to the Reader.</head>
<p>THIS Book, most of it was written five years since, and was lockt up in a Trunk as if it had been buried in a Grave, but, when I came out of <hi>Eng<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>land,</hi> I gave it a Resurruction; and after a view, I judged it not so well done but that a little more care might have placed the words so, as the Lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guage might have run smoother, which would have given the Sense a greater Lustre; but I being of a lazy disposition, did choose to let it go into the World with its Defects, rather than take the pains to refine it; besides, to me it seemed as if I had built a House, and not liking the Form after it was built, must be forced to take it in pieces and rebuild it again, to make it of that fashion I would have it, or be contented as it was; which considering with my self, I found it would be as great a charge of Time and Pains, as if I should build a New one on an other Ground; besides, there is more Pleasure and Delight in making than in mending; and I verily believe my Neighbours, which are my Readers, would have found fault with it if I had done it as I could, and they could but dispraise it as it is; but I am so well armed with carclesness, that their several Censures can never enter to vex me with Wounds of Discontent; Howsoever, I have my delight in Writing and having it printed; and if any take a Delight to read it, I will not thank them for it; for if any thing please therein, they are to thank me for so much pleasure; and if it be naught, I had rather they had left it unread: But those that do not like my Book, which is my House, I pray them to pass by, for I have not any entertainment fit for their Palats.</p>
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<p>IT cannot be expected I should write so wisely or wittily as Men, being of the Effeminate Sex, whose Brains Nature hath mix'd with the col<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dest and softest Elements; and to give my Reason why we cannot be so wise as Men, I take leave and ask Pardon of my own Sex, and present my Reasons to the Judgement of Truth; but I believe all of my own Sex will be against me out of partiality to themselves, and all Men will seem to be against me, out of a Complement to Women, or at least for quiet and ease sake, who know Womens Tongues are like Stings of Bees; and what man would endure our effeminate Monarchy to swarm about their ears? for certainly he would be stung to death; so I shall be condemned of all sides, but Truth, who helps to defend me. True it is, our Sex make great complaints, that men from their first Creation usurped a Supremacy to themselves, although we were made equal by Nature, which Tyrannical Goverment they have kept ever since, so that we could never come to be free, but rather more and more enslaved, using us either like Children, Fools, or Subjects, that is, to flatter or threaten us, to allure or force us to obey, and will not let us divide the World equally with them, as to Govern and Command, to direct and Dispose as they do; which Slavery hath so dejected our spirits, as we are become so stupid, that Beasts are but a Degree below us, and Men use us but a Degree above Beasts; whereas in Nature we have as clear an understand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing as Men, if we were bredin Schools to mature our Brains, and to manure our Understandings, that we might bring forth the Fruits of Knowledge. But to speak truth, Men have great Reason not to let us in to their Governments, for there is great difference betwixt the Masculine Brain and the Feminine, the Masculine Strength and the Feminine; For could we choose out of the World two of the a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>blest Brain and strongest Body of each Sex, there would be great difference in the Understanding and Strength; for Nature hath made Mans Body more able to endure Labour, and Mans Brain more clear to understand and contrive than Womans; and as great a difference there is between them, as there is between the longest and strongest Willow, compared to the strongest an largest Oak; though they are both Trees, yet the Willow is but a yielding Vegeta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, not fit nor proper to build Houses and Ships, as the Oak, whose strength can grapple with the greatest Winds, and plough the Fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rows in the Deep; it is true, the Willows may make fine Arbours and Bowers, winding and twisting its wreathy stalks about, to make a Shadow to eclips the Light; or as a light Shield to keep off the sharp Arrows of the Sun, which cannot wound deep, because they fly far before they touch the Earth; or Men and Women may be compared to the Black-Birds, where the Hen can never sing
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with so strong and loud a Voice, nor so clear and perfect Notes as the Cock; her Breast is not made with that strength to strain so high; even so Women can never have so strong Judgment nor clear Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derstanding nor so perfect Rhetorick, to speak Orations with that Eloquence, as to Perswade so Forcibly, to Command so Powerfully, to Entice so Subtilly, and to Insinuate so Gently and Softly into the Souls of men; Or they may be compared to the Sun and Moon, ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to the discription in the Holy Writ, which saith, <hi>God made two great Lights, the one to Rule the Day, the other the Night.</hi> So Man is made to Govern Common Wealths, and Women their privat Families. And we find by experience, that the Sun is more Dry, Hot, Active, and Powerfull every way than the Moon; besides, the Sun is of a more strong and ruddier Complexion than the Moon; for we find she is Pale and Wan, Cold, Moist and Slow in all her operations; and if it be as philosophers hold, that the Moon hath no Light but what it borrows from the Sun, so Women have no strength nor light of Understanding, but what is given them from Men; this is the Reason why we are not Mathematicians, A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rithmeticians, Logicians, Geometricians, Cosmographers, and the like; This is the Reason we are not Witty Poets, Eloquent Orators, Subtill Schoolmen, Substracting Chimists, Rare Musicians, Cu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious Limners; This is the reason we are not Navigators, Archi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tectures, Exact Surveyers, Inventive Artizans; This is the reason why we are not Skilfull Souldiers, Politick Statists, Dispatchfull Secretaries, or Conquering Caeasars; but our Governments would be weak, had we not Masculine spirits and Counsellors to advise us; and for our Strength, we should make but feeble Mariners to tugg and pull up great Ropes and weighty Sayls in blustring Storms, if there were no other Pilots that the Effeminate Sex; neither would there be such Commerce of Nations as there, is, nor would there be so much Gold and Silver and other Mineralls fetcht out of the Bowells of the Earth if there were none but Effeminate hands to use the Pick-axe and Spade; nor so many Cities built, if there were none but Women Labourers to cut out great Quarrs of Stone, to hew down great timber Trees, and to draw up such Materials and En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gins thereunto belonging; neither would there be such Barrs of I<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ron, if none but Women were to Melt and Hammer them out, whose weak spirits would suffocate and so faint with the heat, and their small Arms would sooner break than lift up such a weight, and beat out a Life, in striving to beat out a Wedge; neither would there be such Steeples and Pyramids, as there have been in this World, if there were no other than our tender Feet to climb, nor could our Brains endure the height, we should soon grow Dissy and fall; down drunk with too much thin Air; neither have Women such hard Chests and strong Lungs to keep in so much Breath, to dive to the bottome of the Sea, to fetch up the Treasures that lie in the wa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tery Womb; neither can Women bring the furious and wild Horse to the Bit, quenching his fiery Courage, and bridling his strong swift Speed. This is the reason we are not so active in Exercise,
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nor able to endure Hard Labour, nor far Travells, nor to bear Weighty Burthens, to run long Jornies, and many the like Actions which we by Nature are not made fit for: It is true, Education and Custom may adde som<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing to harden us, yet never make us so strong as the strongest of Men, whose Sinnews are tuffer, and Bones stronger, and Joints closer, and Flesh firmer, than ours are, as all Ages have shewn, and Times have produced. What Woman was ever so strong as <hi>Sampson,</hi> or so swift as <hi>Hazael?</hi> neither have Women such tempered Brains as men, such high Imaginations, such subtill Conceptions, such fine Inventions, such solid Reasons, and such sound Judgement, such prudent Forecast, such constant Resolutions, such quick, sharp, and ready flowing Wits; what Women ever made such Laws as <hi>Moses, Lycurgus,</hi> or <hi>Solon,</hi> did? what Woman was ever so wise as <hi>Salomon,</hi> or <hi>Aristotle?</hi> so politick as <hi>Achitophel?</hi> so Eloquent as <hi>Tully?</hi> so demon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>strative as <hi>Euclid?</hi> so inventive as <hi>Seth,</hi> or <hi>Archimedes?</hi> It was not a Woman that found out the Card, and Needle, and the use of the Loadstone; it was not a Woman that invented Perspective-Glasses to peirce into the Moon; it was not a Woman that found out the invention of writing Let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters, and the Art of Printing; it was not a Woman that found out the invention of Gunpowder, and the art of Gunns. What Women were such Soldiers as <hi>Hannibal, Caesar, Tamberlain, Alexander,</hi> and <hi>Scander<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>beg?</hi> what woman was such a Chymist as <hi>Paracelsus?</hi> such a Physician as <hi>Hipocrates</hi> or <hi>Galen?</hi> suth a Poet as <hi>Homer?</hi> such a Painter as <hi>Apel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>les?</hi> such a carver as <hi>Pigmalion?</hi> such an Architect as <hi>Vitruviuss?</hi> such a Musician as <hi>Orpheus?</hi> What Women ever found out the <hi>Antipo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>des</hi> in imagination, before they were found out by Navigation, as a Bishop did? or what ever did we do but like Apes, by Imitation? wherefore Women can have no excuse, or complaints of being subjects, as a hinde<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rance from thinking; for Thoughts are free, those can never be inslaved, for we are not hindred from studying, since we are allowed so much idle time that we know not how to pass it away, but may as well read in our Closets, as Men in their Colleges; and Contemplation is as free to us as to Men to beget clear Speculation; Besides, most Scholars marry, and their heads are so full of their School Lectures, that they preach them over to their Wives when they come home, so that they know as well what was spoke, as if they had been there; and though most of our Sex are bred up to the Needle and Spindle, yet some are bred in the publike Theatres of the World; wherefore if Nature had made our Brains of the same temper as Mens, we should have had as clear Speculation, and had been as Ingenious and Inventive as Men: but we find She hath not, by the effects. And thus we may see by the weakness of our Actions, the Constitution of our Bodies; and by our Knowledge, the temper of our Brains; by our unsettled Resolutions, incoustant to our Promises, the Perverseness of our Wills; by our facil Natures, violent in our Passions, superstitious in our Devotions, you may know our Humours; we have more Wit than Judgment, more Active than Industrious, we have more Courage than Conduct, more Will than Strength, more Curiosity than Secrecy, more Vanity than good Houswifery, more Complaints than Pains, more Jealousie than Love, more Tears than Sorrow, more Stupidity than Patience, more Pride than Affability, more Beauty than Constancy, more Ill Nature than Good; Besides, the Educati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on,
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and libertie of Conversation which Men have, is both unfit and dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gerous to our Sex, knowing, that we may bear and bring forth Branches from a wrong Stock, by which every man would come to lose the property of their own Children; but Nature, out of love to the Generation of Men, hath made Women to be governed by Men, giving them Strength to rule, and Power to use their Authority.</p>
<p>And though it seem to be natural, that generally all Women are weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er than Men, both in Body and Under standing, and that the wisest Woman is not so wise as the wisest of Men, wherefore not so fit to Rule; yet some are far wiser than some men; like Earth; for some Ground, though it be Barren by Nature, yet, being well mucked and well manured, may bear plen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tifull Crops, and sprout forth divers sorts of Flowers, when the fertiller and richer Ground shall grow rank and corrupt, bringing nothing but gross and stinking Weeds, for want of Tillage; So Women by Education may come to be far more knowing and learned, than some Rustick and Rude<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bredmen. Besides, it is to be observed, that Nature hath Degrees in all her Mixtures and Temperaments, not only to her servile works, but in one and the same Matter and Form of Creatures, throughout all her Creations. Again, it is to be observed, that although Nature hath not made Women so strong of Body, and so clear of understanding, as the ablest of Men, yet she hath made them fairer, softer, slenderer, and more delicate than they, separating as it were the finer parts from the grosser, which seems as if Nature had made Women as purer white Manchet, for her own Table, and Palat, where Men are like coarse houshold Bread which the servants feed on; and if she hath not tempered Womens Brains to that height of understan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding, nor hath put in such strong Species of Imaginations, yet she hath mixed them with Sugar of sweet conceits; and if she hath not planted in their Dispositions such firm Resolutions, yet she hath sowed gentle and wil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling Obedience; and though she hath not filled the mind with such Heroick Gallantry, yet she hath laid in tender Affections, as Love, Piety, Charity, Clemency, Patience, Humility, and the like; which makes them neerest to resemble Angells, which are the perfectest of all her Works; where men by their Ambitions, Extortion, Fury, and Cruelty, resemble the Devill; But some women are like Devills too, when they are possest with those Evills; and the best of men by their Heroick Magnanimous Minds, by their Ingenious and Inventive Wits, by their strong Judgments, by their prudent forecast, and wise Mannagements, are like to Gods.</p>
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<head>To the Reader.</head>
<p>I Desire those that read any of this Book, that every Chap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter may be read clearly, without long stops and staies; for it is with Writers as it is with men; for an ill affected Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>shion or Garb, takes away the Natural and gracefull Form of the Person; So Writings if they be read lamely, or crook<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>edly, and not evenly, smoothly, &amp; throughly, insnarle the Sense; Nay the very sound of the Voice will seem to alter the sense of the Theme; though the Sense will be there in despight of the ill Voice or Rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der, but it will be concealed, or discovered to its disadvantage; for like an ill Musician, or indeed one that cannot play at all, who instead of play<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing he puts the Fiddle out of tune, and causeth a Discord, which if well plaid upon would sound Harmoniously; or is like one that can play but one Tune on all sorts of Instruments; so some will read with one Tone or Sound of Voice, though the Passions and Numbers are different; and some again in reading wind up their Voices to such a passionate scrue, that they whine or squeal rather than speak or read; others, fold up their Voices with that distinction, that they make that three square that is four square, and nar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>row that should be broad, and high that should be low, and low that should be high; and some again so fast, that the Sense is lost in the Race: So that Writings, though they are not so, yet they sound good or bad Accor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding to the Readers, and not according to their Authors; and indeed such advantage a good or ill Readers gives, as those that read well, shall give a grace to a foolish Author, and those that read ill, disgrace a wise and a witty Author. But there are two sorts of Readers, the one that reads to himself and for his own benefit, the other to benefit another by hearing it; in the first, there is required a good Judgement, and a ready Understan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding; in the other, a good Voice, and a gracefull Delivery; so that a Wri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter hath a double desire, the one that he may write well, the other, that he may be read well; And my desire is the more earnest, because I know my Writings are not strong enough to bear an ill Reader; wherefore I intreat so much favour, as to give it its own Countenance, wherein you will oblige the Writer to be</p>
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<signed>Yours,
M. N.</signed>
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<head>To the Lady of <hi>Newcastle,</hi> upon her Book In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tituled, The <hi>WORLD'S OLIO.</hi>
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<l>THE World, to the <hi>World's Olio,</hi> we invite you,</l>
<l>And hope these several Cates they may delight you,</l>
<l>It is the Mistris of the Feast her Wish,</l>
<l>And all these various Sorts cookt in Wits Dish;</l>
<l>For several Palats here is of the Best,</l>
<l>With Aromatick Spice of Phancy drest,</l>
<l>With wholsom Herbs of Judgment, for the Tast</l>
<l>Healthfull and Nourishing. This Dish will last</l>
<l>To Feast your Nephews all, if you can fit</l>
<l>The Marriage Act, to get your Children Wit:</l>
<l>For stronger Stomachs Ven'son; if that fail,</l>
<l>And you grow Queasy, then the Lady Quail,</l>
<l>Or the plump Partridge, tast the Phesant, do,</l>
<l>Thus feast your Souls, the Bodies look you too.</l>
<l>An <hi>Olio</hi> of Confections, not refrain;</l>
<l>For here's a Sumptuous Banquet for your Brain:</l>
<l>And this Imaginary Feast pray try,</l>
<l>Censure your worst, so you the Book will buy.</l>
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<head>What the desire of Fame proceedes from.</head>
<p>THE desire of Fame proceedes from a doubt of an after being; And Fame is a report that travells far, and many times lives long, and the older it groweth, the more it florishes, and is the more particularly a mans own, then the Child of his loines; for Fame is a child of his merit, which hath no compartner in it, and many times the child of his loines deceives the parent, and instead of keeping his fathers fame, brings him an infamy: as being a coward, a traitor, a lier, a fool, or the like: which the world will judge, being apt to cast aspersions, that they were qualities which he had by inheritance from his father; but actions that his merits beget, will never deceive him, when it is rightly and honorably gotten: but there be bastard fames as well as bastard Issues, which men of honour will ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver own. But all those that are born are not so fruitfull as to have issues of their brain, or so fortunate as to overcome their e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nemies, or so rich to build Towers and Castles, or monuments of fame, or so happy to have such advantages, to shew their own worth and abilities; And those that cannot leave a child of fame, must content themselves to live a life of quiet, for fame is seldome gotten with ease, but with paines and labour, danger and trouble, and oftentimes with life it self.</p>
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<head>The Reward of Fame.</head>
<p>IT is a Justice to a mans self; and no vain ostentation or brag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, to write or speak truly of his own good service to his king and country; since none knowes it better then they, that the world may know them; so as to be remembred with love and honour. For though fame is not alwaies a true Recorder, yet it is a loud reporter, which is a more certain reward to his merits, then from Kings and States: For Kings and States most comonly receive the service, and forget ths reward: and many times gives them disgrace instead of honour, and death for life. Where fame is so prodigall
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to those she entertaines, as she will Cozen the rest of the world, to contribute to her particulars; But time the reviver of all removes this sound farther off, and many times extinguisheth it quite; yet Fame the older she is, although she be lame, and go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eth upon Crouches, the more lovers and admirers she gains, nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther is envy so sharp toothed as to hurt her, and many are proud, not onely to be acquainted with her, but in being able to mention her: so honourable is ancient Fame.</p>
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<head>Of Fame, and Infamy.</head>
<p>SOme love the life of their memory so well, as they would ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther chuse to be remembred by the World as a fool, rather then to be forgotten as a beast; Which is rather to live in In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>famie, then to die in obscurity. For Infamie is a loud reproach, where Fame is a loud Applause, yet neither of them are got by ordinary means, but by extreams, either by Nature, Fortune, or Fate; As to make them ring aloud, for the sound to be heard through many Nations, and to live in many Ages. But infamie hath this advantage, if it be one, that it lives longer, and strikes harder upon the ears of the World, then Fame doth.</p>
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<head>Fame makes a difference between man and Beast.</head>
<p>NExt, the being born to the glory of God, Man is born to produce a Fame by some particular acts to prove himself a man, unlesse we shall say there is no difference in Nature, between man and beast; For beasts when they are dead, the rest of the beasts retain not their memory from one posterity to another, as we can perceive, and we study the natures of Beasts, and their way so subtilly, as surely we should discover some-what: but the difference betwixt man and beast, to speak naturally, and onely according to her works without any Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vine influence, is, that dead men live in living men, where beasts die without Record of beasts; So that those men that die in oblivion, are beasts by nature, for the rational Soul in man is a work of nature, as well as the body, and therefore ought to be taught by nature to be as industrious to get a Fame to live to after Ages, as the body to get food for present life, for as natures principles are created to produced some effects, so the Soul to produce Fame.</p>
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<head>What makes Fame speak loudest.</head>
<p>THose Fames that is gotten in the Wars, sound louder then those that are gotten in Peace, by reason War is a dist<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>urber and causeth a violent motion, like a tempest at Sea,
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sea, or a storm at land, it raiseth up discord, fear, and furie, it swallows up industry, it pulls up the root of plenty, it mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers natural affection, and makes such a noise where it is, as all the world besides is inquiring, and listening after it, for fear of being surprised, so as the world follows the noise as much as the noise follows them.</p>
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<head>The Fame of valour, and wisdom.</head>
<p>IT is a better and more certain Reputation to have the Fame of being a wise man, then a man of courage, because every man that is wise hath courage; for he that is a coward cannot be wise, because fear puts him out of the right way: but there be many men that have courage which be not wise, for cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage is only a resolution of the minde, either to Act or suffer, and to destroy or be destroyed, so that courage doth not direct and guide as wisdom doth, but dares and executes, besides wisdom is more to be admired, because it is rarer; as scarce one wise man is found in an Age; but men of Courage whole Armies full in every Age, neither is wisdoms Fame subject to fortune as courage is, for Wisdom makes fortune her servant, and uses all times and accidents to her advantage, and the worse her fortune is, the greater she appears, when the Fame of cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage is a slave to fortune, and onely flourishes in her smiles, but is buried in her frowns.</p>
<p>It is true, Courage is a vertue that defends and protects its Countrey, and keeps an enemy in awe, yet it is a vertue that is onely exercised in destructior, in the patient suffering of his own, or the acting to anothers. Where wisdom is alwayes exerci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sed in uniting and composing, searching and leading into the wayes of peace, when courage chuseth and searches for the wayes of danger, and courts her as his loveliest and beautifullest Mistris, and is many times so couragious as he, forceth her, and had rather die in the arms of danger, then live in the arms of peace.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Why men write Bookes.</head>
<p>SOme say men write bookes, not so much to benefit the world, as out of love to Fame, thinking to gain them honour of repu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation; but surely men are so delighted with their own conceits, <note place="margin">When I say write, its either by Heroick, or otherwayes they say letters was ever since Seths time.</note> especially fine and new ones, that were it a sin or infamie, they would write them, to see their beauty and enjoy them, and so become unlawful Lovers; Besides thoughts would be lost, if not put into writing; for writing is the picture of thoughts, which shadows last longer then men, but surely men would commit se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cret Idolatry to their own wit, if they had not Applause to satisfie
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them, and examples to humble them, for every several man, if wit were not discovered, would think not any had it but he, for men take pleasure first in their own fancies, and after seek to gain the approving opinions of others: which opinions are like womens dressings; for some will get such advantage in putting on their cloaths, who although they have ill faces, and not so exact bodies, will make a better shew then those that are well favoured, and neatly shaped, with disordered attire, wherein some men are so happy in their language and delivery, as it beautisies and adorns their wit, which without it would be like an unpolished Diamond, but such difference there is between, that to create a fancy is the nature of a God, but to make neat and new words, is the nature of a Tailour.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of several writings.</head>
<p>WRitings that are set forth in books and other wayes, are of several and different natures; For some, as Magi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>strates and Fathers, do reprove and endeavor to reclaim the world and men, as moral Philosophers; others as Atturnies do inform them, as Historians; some as Lawyers do plead in the behalf of some former writings, and acts against others as contraversers; some as Ambitious Tyrants, that would kill all that stood in their way, as Casuists; some as Challengers, as Logicians; some as Scouts, as natural Philosophers; But they bring not alwayes true intel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligence. Some like hang-men as the Scepticks that strive to stran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gle, not onely all opinions, but all knowledge; Some like Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bassadours that are sent to condole and congratulate, as bookes of Humiliation and thanksgiving; Some as Merchants, as transla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tours, which traffick out of one Language into another; Some as painted faces, as Oratory; some as Jubilies, as to recreate, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joyce, and delight the spirits of men, as Poetry; some as Bawds to intice the mindes, as Amorous Romancy; Some as pits that one must go many Fathoms deep to finde the bottom, neither do they alwayes reach it, as those that are called strong lines. some as Conjurers, that fright with their threatning prophesies, some as Cut-purses that steal from the writings of others; some as Juglers that would have falshood appear for truth; some like Mountibanks that deceive, and give more words then mat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter; some as Echoes which commonly answer to anothers voice; some like Buffons that laugh and jest at all, and some like Flatte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rers that praise all; and some like Malecontents that complain a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainst all; and some like God that is full of truth, and gives a due to all deservers; and some like devils that slauder all.</p>
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<head>Of the motion of the thoughts in speaking and Writing.</head>
<p>THose that have very quick thoughts, shall speak readier then Write, because in speaking they are not tied to any stile, or number; besides in speaking, thoughts lie close and care<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lesse, but in writing they are gathered up, and are like the water in a cup, that the mouth is held downward: for every drop striving to be out first, stops the passage, or like the common people in an uproar, that runs without any order, and disperses without successe, when slow and strong thoughts come well ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>med and in good order, discharges with courage, and goeth off with honour.</p>
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<head>The motion of Poets thoughts.</head>
<p>THe thoughts of <hi>poets</hi> must be quick, yet so as they must go even without justling, strong without striving, nimble without stumbling, for their thoughts must be as an instrument well strung, and justly tuned to Harmony.</p>
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<head>Great schollars are not excellent Poets.</head>
<p>SCholars are never good <hi>Poets,</hi> for they incorporate too much into other men, which makes them become lesse themselves, in which great scholars are Metamorphos'd or transmigrated in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to as many several shapes, as they read Authors, which makes them monstrous, and their head is nothing but a lumber stuft with old commodities, so it is worse to be a learned <hi>Poet</hi> then a <hi>Poet</hi> unlearned, but that which makes a good <hi>Poet,</hi> is that which makes a good Privie Councellor, which is, observation, and ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perience, got by time and company.</p>
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<head>Wit mistaken.</head>
<p>THey are not mistaken that think all <hi>Poets</hi> wits, but those are mistaken that think there is no other wit but in <hi>Poets,</hi> or to think wit lies in meer jests, or onely in words, or Method, or scholastical knowledge; for many may be very wise, and knowing, yet have not much wit: not but wit may be in every one of these before mentioned, for wit makes vse of al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>things, but wit is the purest element, and swiftest motion of the braine, it is the essence of thoughts, it incircles all things, and a true wit is like the <hi>Elixer</hi> that keeps nature alwayes fresh, and young.</p>
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Some thinks wit no wit when it is not understood; but surely a fool makes not the wit the lesse, although it loseth its aime, if none knows it but the Author.</p>
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<head>A comparison betwixt learning and Wit.</head>
<p>IT is a great mistake in some who think that great Stcholars are great wits, because great Scholars; but there is as great a dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ference as betwixt a natural inheritance that is intailed, and can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not be sold, and a Tenant that makes use of the land, and payes the rent, which is due to the Land-lord, which is the Author; or in another comparison a Scholar is like a great Merchant that trafficks in most Countries for transportable Commodities, and his head is the ware-house to lay those goods in: now may some say, they are become his own, since he bought them, it is true they are so to keep them, or make use of them, or to sell, and traffick with them, by imparting them to pettie Merchants, which are young students and Scholars, but otherwise they are no more his, then when they were in the Authours head; before it was published, but onely by retaile, for wit is the childe of nature, neither hath she made any thing so like her self as it; Nay, she hath made it to out-do her self, for though nature hath not onely made this world, but may be thought by reason to have made many others, and so a world of worlds, yet wit creats in its imaginations, not only worlds but <note n="*" place="margin">I mean Cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poreal gods, and devils, hels and hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vens.</note> Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vens, and Hells, Gods, and Devils, onely it wants the mate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rials, to put them in body, and give them a figure and colour.</p>
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<head>The advanaage of Poetry, and History.</head>
<p>POets make us see errours, as what we should fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low, and what we should shun, it revives the spirits, it animates the minde, it creats wit in the readers brain, it is a shop of curious varieties, where every one may see for their love, and buy for their paines; but a true Poet is like a Spider that spins all out of her own bowels. And though the web be Artificial, yet that art is naturall, not exemplary, but as Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ets make us finde our own errours, so History shews us the errours of others, and gives us advantage, by inabling us to look back to former times, for it increaseth and strengthens mens courage, by reading their battles, it begets patience, in reading their miseries, it humbles the minde, in perceiving the changes of fortune, Witty in reading their orations, Civil in knowing their Ceremonies; so that History is a repetition of things past, and is bound to write nothing but what have been done, and Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>etrie is a recreation for times present, which is neither bound to line, nor level.</p>
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<head>The difference between Poesy and History.</head>
<p>THere is as much difference betwixt a Poets stile and an Histo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rians, as a French galliard and a Spanish pavinne, besides Poetry is most fiction, and History should be truth; Poesy may be phantastical, History must be grave, Poesy is to move passions, History is to confirm truth; History draws the minde to look back Poesy, to look right forth; Poesy is simulising, History is repetition; Poesy is beautiful and spritely; History is brown and lovely; Poesy goeth upon his own ground; but History goeth upon the ground of others.</p>
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<head>Of Historians and Poets.</head>
<p>TRuth should be the guide of an Historian; yet the truth of History should not be drest in Poetical fancies, but with grave Rethorick; Truth should be delivered civilly, not rudely; it should be ushered in with eloquence; for truth should be de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>livered smoothly, comly, sweet and Harmoniously; not rudely, roughly, basely, fantastically, nor contemptibly: but a Poet will never make a good Historian, because he is too full of fancy and invention, which may disturb his way; for a Poet, though he useth numbers, yet he keeps no reckoning, where an Historian makes an exact account, but as a Historians brain is too slow for a Poets, so a Poets brain is too quick for an Historians.</p>
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<head>A Poet the best General Judge.</head>
<p>A Natural Philosopher may judge well the motions of the Elements, and a moral of the dividing, or dissecting of passions, or framing of Common-wealths; but there is much division amongst them of the way. So a Divine may judge well of the mystery of Religion; although there is as much contra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diction amongst them as with the Philosophers; So Historians may judge of some particulars; being conversant in the action of times; but Logicians seldom; for if judgement is the last act of reasoning, as it is, or it is not, in which Logicians seldome come to a conclusion; nor Mathematitians if their chief study be Arithmetick; for then they are too much addicted to multiply, and diminish. Most of these afore mentioned are too hard set in in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tricate studies; and dwel too long upon them; at least these particu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lar judgements had need be good, for their time will not give them leave to consider of many things; but Poet are quick of invention, easie to conceive, ready in executing, and flies over all the world, yet not so swiftly, but they take a strickt notice
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of all things, and knowes perfectly the laws, and wayes which inables them to judge more uprightly, and having an universal knowledg, joyned to his natural wit, makes him the best general judge. For a good Poet hath distinguishment which is judge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, as well as similising, which is fancy; I mean, not those Poets which can only rime, but those Poets which can reason, not those that have most art, but those that have most nature, for he is not a good Poet, that is not born one.</p>
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<head>The difference of Poetry.</head>
<p>POets most usually put their fancies into verse or scenes, and verse is numbred fancy, and scenes are distinguishing of humours; the scenes are most commonly acted upon Theaters; for action is the life of humour; besides, it clears the understand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, and makes a deeper impression in the minde of the specta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tours, then when they are onely read; and these expressions of humours, not onely shews errours that are past, or those that may come; but vices that are to be shunned, and vertues that are to be followed; besides, it begets hate to the one by dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covering the deformities, and love to the other, by the expres<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing of her beautie, which is beneficial, and a good instruction to the ignorant lives of men; but the meaner and smaller Poets, if they may have the honourable name of Poets, do more harm then good; for their scenes are rather Romancical tales, then the expressions of mens natures; in which they onely teach effeminate men, and foolish women to be whining lovers: and there be others, although they be good Poets, yet they are ill natured ones, and so crabbed as they corrode both the eare, and the minde, in which they seem to observe the ill humours more then the good, as if they lay to watch, to steal, and intrap mens vices: and take them up by little parcels, to sell them out by whole sale, and seeme glad that men have vices for them to divulge. But those sorts of Poets correct too much, and incou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage too little: but again, some are so flattering, and insinuating, as they become parasits to mens humours.</p>
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<head>Of Verses.</head>
<p>IT is not every Poet that can make a good copy of verses, nor proper scenes, neither is a particular copy or scene enough for an applause, but a life full, and the spring must be natural<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, and flow easy, not forced by pipes from other mens wit, for those are but watry braines, that have neither oyl nor fire, which make their fancy so dull, as their conceits are inchanted; and some flie so high, as if they would rend the wings of their brain, which wearie others braines to finde them out, and when
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they finde them, they are not worth their paines; were taken for them; for what writing soever is darkned, or obscured either in the sence, or by hard and unusual words, grows troublesome and unpleasant to the readers; again some are so long and tedious upon a subject as they lose their wit: for wit never dwels long upon one thing, other Poets their ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses are untunable; they do not strike upon the strings of the soul, for the excellency of Poetical wit is to move passion, it is true, numbers without wit will move passion, but they cannot keep or make passion stay, and it may strike upon a passion but it can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not raise one, yet wit appears best when it is drawn in triumph in the golden Chariot of numbers.</p>
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<head>The comparison of Poets.</head>
<p>A Poet may be compared to a musitian, that playes upon four and twenty strings; so Poets strike upon four and twenty letters, for a Poet will tune his readers voice, to his own passions, as tomake the voices to go by numbers; rise and fall by their several straines of wit; like light Cellebrands, or Currantoes; or merry Jyggs, or grave Pavins, or melancolly Lacrimacs; for Poets translate mens mindes into as many several shapes; as they write fancies.</p>
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<head>What Romancy is.</head>
<p>ROmancy is an adulterate Issue, begot betwixt History and Poetry; for Romancy is as it were poetical fancies; put in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to a Historical stile; but they are rather tales then fancies; for tales are number of impossibilities: put into a methodical dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>course, and though they are taken from grounds of truth, yet they are heightned to that degree, as they become meer falshoods; where poetry is an Imitatour of nature to create new, not a falsefying of the old: and History gives a just ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count, not inlarging the reckning. History, if it be simuliseing, and distinguishing, it is pure poetry, if it be a lie made from truth it is Romancy.</p>
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<head>Of Comedies.</head>
<p>A Comedy should present vertue, and point at vice, for a Comedy should be to delight, and not to displease, a good Comedian wit, will onely reprove not reproach; but a satirrical wit will present the vices of two or three in the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son of one, but a gentle spirit which is a true Commical wit, will rather take the vice of one, and represent them in two
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or three persons, Satyr is more proper for a Comedy Tra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gedy then for pure Comedy; not that a true comedy will flatter vice, but palliat it.</p>
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<head>Of Scenes.</head>
<p>Some that are worthy of Commendations, are naturally plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sing, and wittie, and so profitable, with such variety, that every Scene is like a new master that teaches several arts, not only for the youngest, but oldest men to learn.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of the Labyrinth of Fancy.</head>
<p>THe reason why men run in such obscure conceits, is, because they think their wit will be esteemed, and seem more when it lies an odde and unusual way, which makes their verse not like a smooth running stream; but as if they were shelves of sand, or rocks in the way, and though the water in those places goeth with more force, and makes a greater sound: yet it goeth hard and uneasy. As if to expresse a thing hard, were to make it better, but the best poetry is plain to the understanding, of easy expressi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, and ful of fresh &amp; new conceits: like a beauty that every time it is looked upon discovers new graces; besides they do not one<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly move passions, but make passions, for a right poetical wit turns hard and rough nature, to a soft, gentile, and kinde dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>position: for verses are fine fancies, which are spun in the ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gination to a small and even thread, but some are worse spin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sters then others.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>The degrees of wit.</head>
<p>THose have not clear judgements that applaud or cry up one mans wit, that was begot from another mans brain; but some, though their wit is their own, yet it is like co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mets that seldom appear, it shewes it self no once in an age; and some again are like the moon, that changes it self into four quarters, as the new, the increase, the full, and the wane: others are like the sun that runs swiftly, and keeps its constant course. some like the spring sweet and pleasant, others like the Summer, hot, but troublesome, some like Autumn, warm, and sober, and others like the Winter, cold and dry, yet all kinde of seasona<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble wit is commendable, but most commonly wit is like the winde collick, the one rumbles as much in the head: as the other in the stomack.</p>
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<div type="section">
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<head>Of sense and Fancy.</head>
<p>THose books, or discourses that are fullest of sense, delight the fewest, because every brain is not so ready to dispose conceits in, to fill places for the understanding, to view sudden<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly as it is thrown in but lies in a confused heap, without or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dering, and a slow understanding, is like a lasie work-man, al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though he be skilful in his art, and doth it well when he is im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployed thereupon; but rather then he will take the paines, he he will lose the profit, but conceits must be delivered, as things by retail for the reason must set the number, and the deliverer give the account.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Wit is natural.</head>
<p>SOme think to get or learn wit, but wit is neither to be learnt nor gotten, for it is a free gift of nature, and disclaimes art; and as there are but two qualities or substances go to the ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neration of all other things, which is heat and moisture, yet there are seven that go to the generation of wit, as the temper and form of the brain and the five senses, which beget imagi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nation, which imaginations we call fancies, which fancies is wit, which is like eternity in being fixed, and yet proveth a perpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tual motion, with continual changes and varieties; I mean a true born wit, that is begot with an equal tempered and perfect formed brain, and quick, fresh, and clearing, distinguishing senses, there are adulterate wits that are begotten with distempers, as feavers, madnesse or chance, but they are short, and not lasting, the other hath neither bottom nor circumference, but is as a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinued line, and they that think to ripen their own wit by the heat of anothers imagination, tastes like fruit that is ripened by the chimnie, and not by the natural heat of the Sun, which gives it a rheumatical taste; for there are not onely changelings in wit, but defective births, that is when the parents which are the brain are imperfect and lame, but if the parents be clear, the issue is alwayes beautiful, and neatly shaped, so as it becomes the delight and darling in the society of mankinde.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Peace shews the best wits, Warr the most writers.</head>
<p>IN <hi>Augustus</hi> his time, there was such a number of wits, as if nature had sown a crop, which being reapt and gathered, fer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved <note place="margin">At that time all the world was in peace</note> to the use of after times; this shows that in peace there is the
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best wits, and that wit is purest and finest, when the minde is most quiet and peaceable; but in war there are the most writers, for war being full of factions, produceth subjects to write of, for in peace there is little or nothing but what they create from their own brain: so in peace brains set the print on work, in war hands.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of Study.</head>
<p>THe reason why study seems difficult at first, and easier and clearer afterward, is, that the imagination hath not beaten out a path-way of understanding in the head, which when it hath, thethoughts run even and right, without the pains of deep study; for when the way is made, they need no search to finde one out, for the brakes, or rubbish, of ignorance, that obstru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cted the thoughts, is trodden into the firm and hard ground of knowledge.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of writers.</head>
<p>MOst moderate writers do but new dresse old Authors, though they give them another fashion garment, the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son is the same, but some do disguise them so much, that a vul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gar eye cannot perceive them, but mistake the Author, through the alteration of the habir.</p>
<p>An History and Romancy, is more delightful in general, then fancy, for women and fooles, are taken with tales, but none but one wit is taken with another.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of Translatours.</head>
<p>IT is not enough for Translatours to be learned in the several Languages; but there must be sympathy between the genius of the Authors, and the Translatours, which every age doth not produce: for most commonly a genius is not matched in many ages. <hi>Ovids</hi> genius was matched by <hi>Sans,</hi> and <hi>Dubartus</hi> was matched by <hi>Silvester;</hi> but <hi>Homer</hi> is not yet matched in our Language; for though the worke was indeavoured to be transla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, yet it is not like him; and though the copy of a Picture is not so well as the original, yet good copies draw so neer the life, that none but a curious and skilful eye, shall perceive the diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence; so a good Translatour shall write so like the Authour; that none but the most learned and that with study and great observance shall finde the defects.</p>
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<div type="section">
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<head>Of Translating.</head>
<p>SOme may be of opinion that it is a fault to turn the Scripture into verse, unlesse the original be so, or to change the stile, as to the matter, or sense, into other mens fancies, but to follow the fancy of the Original, as neer as the Language permits they translate it in; for it is, as if a man should have a high ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man nose, and one should take the picture of him, and draw him with a flat nose, as liking that fashioned nose better; it may go under the name of that man, but it will be nothing like him, or why should one nation be drawn in the habit of another, since they are different: and though the distinctions of several na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions in pictures, can onely be known by their habits; and many times they do not onely change the graver and formal fashions, from one nation to another, but dresse them in their fantastical dresse: but if they do it to please the Luxurious palats of men, they rather become insinuators, then translatours: and they de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>serve no food that will not eat good and wholsome food, unlesse they be humoured with variety of new and strange sauces; but they will say the stomack cannot bear plain meat, and that they will faint if they have not choice: but it is their compounds that make their stomakes quezie, and the solid meat that will increase their strength: where now they pick quarrels unlesse the truth be disguised with the flourishes of the translatours: as those that strive to translate <hi>Davids</hi> Psalms, take <hi>Davids</hi> name to his poetry, so keep his name, and lose the poetry of the Original, by the translatours vain glory, for every one striving to out-do another untill they have lost the right and truth. For to expresse any thing in huge words, doth not make it the better, but onely harder to be understoodfor; men of reason consider the soul and sense, and not the form and fashion, which is but the habit, and an honest devotion will assoone beleeve the History of the world, and of <hi>Adam,</hi> and <hi>Eve,</hi> with the progresse of their race in a plain relation of the truth, then with the measure of num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bers: for though numbers move passion, yet they do not so ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sily ground a belief, neither is it in the power of numbers, but the spirit of God that can move that unfained passion that must carry us to heaven.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Languages</head>
<p>GReek and Latine, and all other Languages are of great or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nament to Gentlemen, but they must spend so much time in learning them, as they can have no time to speak them, and some will say it is a great advancement to wisdom, in knowing the natures, humours, laws, and customs of several men, and
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nations; which they cannot do, except they understand their seve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ral Languages to answerthat, although al Languages are expres<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sed by four and twenty letters, yet there is no Language which will not take up an age, to learn it perfectly as to know every circumstance; and since mans life is so short, and learning so tedious, there wil accrue but little profit for that laborious pains, so that the benefit that should be made will come too late, but surely these men are wise enough which understand the natures, laws, and customs of their own country, and can apply them to their right use.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Eloquence, art, and speculation.</head>
<p>MAny do seem to admire those writings, whose stiles are eloquent and through ignorance takes it for eloquence, commending the method, instead of the matter, the words in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stead of the sense, the paint instead of the face; the garb instead of the person, but hard and unusual phrases, are like a constraint be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>haviour, it hath a set countenance, treads nicely, taking short steps, and carries the body so stiffe, and upright, as it seemes difficult, and uneasy: like those that think it a part of good breeding to eat their meat by rule, and measure; opening the mouth at a just, and certain widenesse; grinding the meat betwixt their teeth, like a Clock with so many strokes as make an hour, so many bits makes a swallow; so likewise if the little finger be not bowed short, and by degrees all their fingers to be joynted un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>till the fore-finger, and the thumb, meets in a round circle, they think al other vulgarly bred. But nature is easy: and art hard, and what resembles nature nearest, is most to the life: and what is most to the life, is best; but art belongs more to the Mecha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nicks, and Pesants, then to the noble and free, and all arts be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>long more to actions then speculations; and though speculations be nothing until it be put into practise, yet the best actions come from the clearest speculations, for speculations are like the king, to command and rule, practise the slave, to obey, and work, but there are more arts, and inventions gotten by chance, and practise, then meerly by ingenuity of brain.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Oratours.</head>
<p>I Have heard say, that Oratours are seldom wise men for they study so much of the words, as they consider not the matter; for though method in words may please the sense of the ear, yet not the understanding; for they that will speak wisely, must speak the next way to the matter, or businesse, but if it be in such a case as the ear is more to be desired then the understanding, they must speak composedly, for Rethorick is chusing words fitted
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such a subject, and though study and society sweetens Lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guage; yet if it have not a natural elegance, it shall not work so strongly upon the senses.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>What discourses are enemies to Society.</head>
<p>OF all discourses, the worst enemy to society is the divulging the infirmities of others; wherein some are so evil natu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red in striving to defame others, as they will not onely use all their rethorick to make their faults appear more odious, or their vertues lesse, but will strive to make their vertues seem vices, when to discover infirmities is ignoble, but to lessen ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tues is the part of an envious man, which is the nature of a devil; and since union is the bond of society, the discourse should alwayes tend to peace, and not to discord: for there is no man but hath vertues to praise, as well as vices to dispraise, and it is as easie to take the better side; I am sure it is more honou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable for the speaker, for faults in particular should never be mentioned, but in private to themselves, in an admonishing way, otherwise they do but inveterate. The next enemy to society in discourse is disputation, which affords the least pleasure in society, for first it is tedious, next it is contradictory, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gets enemies of friends, and it is a kinde of rudenesse to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tradict strangers, though they should speak non-sence, but Logick, which is the art of disputations should be left to Schooles, wri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tings, and publike Theatres, which are appointed places for such discourse; for some say Logick is to make truth appear, others that it is to make falshood appear like truth, and some say a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain, that it is to dispute on both sides, and that it makes more dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cord then it can compose, which is discord, the cause of so many writings, and several religions, and factions in the world, which makes men become Tigers and Vultures to one another, when otherwise they would be like the society of Angels. The last and worst enemy to society, is forswearing and blasphemy; for what pleasure or advantage can a man have to blaspheme, which is to curse God, who hath the power to return his cur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses on his head, with horrid punishments; and for swearing, though it be allowed for the confirmation of a truth, and for the keeping of a promise whereby it is made sacred and religi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous, yet to make it common is to make it of no effect. Besides it shows little wit and lesse memory, that they should want words to fill up their discourse with, but what oaths are fain to supply; and for lying where there is no truth, there can can be no trust; and where there is no trust, there can be no union; and where there is no union, there can be no perfect society, but may rather be called a concourse, which is to meet rather then to unite, where society is the father of peace, the bond of love, the arm of strength, the head of policie, the heart of courage, the hand of
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industry, and the bowels of charity; and discourse is the life which gives light to the eyes of the understanding, sound to the ears, mirth to the heart, comfort to the sorrowful and afficted, patience to the oppressed; entertains the time, recreates the mind, refreshes the memory, makes the desires known, and is a heavenly consort.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>The best kinde of discourse in ordinary con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>versation.</head>
<p>THe best kinde of discourse in ordinary conversation, and most pleasant, is that which is most various, free and easie, as to discourse of countries, the natures of soyles, Scituations of Cities, and peoples laws, customs, and superstitions; what men women and beasts were deisied; what Countries had most and longest wars and peace: what Conquerours there were, and who they were: what conducts they used in their victories, how they marshalled their forces, and what forces they had: what famous Common-wealths-men there were, their policies in governments, the beginning of States, their fauls, the causes of their risings, and their ruins; what Countreys were governed by republikes, or Dimocracy: what by Aristocracy, and what by Monarchy; what commodities several Countries afford for traffick, or otherwise; what Plantations there, are and what men famous for arts, what arts there are: what famous build<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ings and monuments there are, or have been, and who were their founders: what Colledges or Schooles there are, or have been of famous and learned men, as Philosophers, Historians, and of their several opinions, what ancient Poets, and who were accounted the best; what Countries they were born, bred, or lived in; what punishments or exiles there were, or what faults, what cruelties were put in execution, and by whom, and to whom, and where, and what Kings governed with clemency, and what by tyranny, and what their factions, their splendours, their de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cayes, their pastimes, and recreations were: what Ambassadours there were and their ambassages, from kings to kings, and States to States what entertainments and magnisicencies, Princes make; what several fashions, several Countries have in their entertain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments and sports: what extravagant garbs, and diets; what wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men famous for beauty, and marshal exployts; what kinde of people can live the hardest, and which live the most luxurious, and for discourses of mirth, songs, verses, scenes, and the like: and for their home discourses, according to their affaires, and imployments; and this is better discourse then to backbite their friends, or to curse their foes, or to scandal the innocent, or se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diciously to complain against their government and governours, or to speak lasciviously to foul the ears of the chast, and there is
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no wit in a clownish discourse, and to speak like a Gentleman, is to speak honestly, civilly, and confidently: to speak a wise man, is to speak properly, timely, and knowingly, and not conceltedly.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>The four discourses.</head>
<p>THere are four kinds of discourses, as foolish, extravagant, non-sense, and rational, and of all non-sense is the hardest; for to speak foolishly, is as if a man should speak to a childe, that can have no experience of knowledge of affaires in the world or judgement to distinguish, or to a shepheard that never saw nor heard many things or reports, but onely his sheep and their bleatings: as to ask any questions of battles, or govern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of Common-wealths, or to discourse with States men of childrens babies, bells, or rattles: which is to speak improperly and not timely: and to speak extravagantly is, as if a man were to sel his house, and another should ask him what he should give him for it, and he should answer him in talking of transmigra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, and metamorphoses, or the like, and so to speak quite from the purpose: but to speak rationally, is to ask proper que<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stions, or to answer directly to what he is questioned in, for rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son is to clear the understanding and to untie the knots that clear the truth; but to speak non-sense is to speak that which hath no coherence to any thing, when there is no words but may be com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pared to something, and though it hath no reference to what is spoken, yet it might have to what might be spoken: so as it is harder to finde out non-sense in words, then reason.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Vulgar discourse.</head>
<p>THe reason why the Vulgar hath not such varieties of dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>course, is not onely because they have not read, or hard, or seen so much of the world, as the better sort hath: but because they have not so many several words for several things, for that language which is most copious wit flourishes most in for fancy in Poetry without expression of words is but dead, for that makes a Language full to have many several words for one thing or sense, and though the vulgar is born and bred with such a Lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guage, yet very seldom with variety and choice being imployed in the course affairs of the world, and not bred in Schools or Courts, where are the most significant, choicest, and plentifullest expressions, which make the better sort, not onely have siner and sweter discourse but fill them ful of high and a spiring thoughts, which produce noble qualities, and honourable actions where the meaner sort of people are not onely ignorant of the purity of their native Language, but corrupteth what they have, and
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being alwayes groveling in the dung of the earth, where all their thoughts are imployed, which makes their discourse so un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>savory.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of old mens talking too much.</head>
<p>THe reason why old men love rather to tell stories, then to hear them, is, because the outward senses decay sooner then the understanding, and hearing imperfectly wearies them by tedious attention, for though old men many times grow deaf, yet they seldom grow dumb with age, &amp; when one faculty failes, they strive to supply it with another, which makes them com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit the errour of too much talking.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of speaking much or little.</head>
<p>THose that speak little are either wise men or crafty men, either to observe what was spoken by others, or not to discover themselves too suddenly; and those that speak much, are ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther fools, or els very witty men, fooles because they have little to entertain them in their thoughts, and therefore imploys the tongue to speak like a Parrote by roat, and fools think the num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber of words helps to fill up the vacant places of sense; but those that have wit, their brains are so full of fancy, that if their tongue like a mid-wife, should not deliver some of the hlue of the brain, it would be over-powred, and lost in painful throws.</p>
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<head>Of the same defect in Women.</head>
<p>ANd the reason why women are so apt to talk too much, is an overweening opinion of them selves in thinking they speak well, and striving to take off that blemish from their sex of knowing little, by speaking much, as thinking many words have the same weight of much knowledge: but my best friend sayes he is not of my opinion, for he saies women talk, because they cannot hold their tongues.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Silence.</head>
<p>IT is said that silence is a great vertue, it is true, in a sick per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sons chamber, that loves no noise, or at the dead time of night, or at such times as to disturb natural rest, or when supe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riours are by, or in the discourse of another, or when attention should be given, or if they have great impediments of speech, and speaking many times is dangerous, infamous, rude, foolish,
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malicious, envious, and false. But it is a melancholy conversation that hath no sound, and though silence is very commendable at sometimes, yet in some cases it is better to speak too much then too little, as in hospitality, and the receiving civil visits; for it were better their strangers and friends, should think your talk too much, then that they should be displeased in thinking they were not welcome by speaking too little: besides it is a lesse fault to erre with too much courtesy, then with too much neglect, and surely to be accounted a fool is not so bad as to be said to be rude; for the one is the fault of the judger, the other is the fault of the actor or speaker; for civility is the life to society, and society to humane nature: it is true that there are more errours commit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted in speaking, then in silence, for words are light and subtle and airie, as that when they are once flowne out, cannot be re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>called again, but only to ask pardon with more: and there is an old saying, to talk much and well is seldom heard, but it cannot be verified in all, for some will speak well as long as there is grounds to speak on, but the length of time makes it sound to the eare, as wine tastes to a drunken man, when he cannot relish between good and bad; so that it is not onely the matter, but the manner, time and subject in speaking, which makes it so hard to speak well, or please many, and though it be alwayes pleasing to the speaker to delight others, yet that doth not alwayes please others that he delights to speak of: as there is nothing more tedious to strangers then to hear a man talk much of himself, or to weary them with long complements; and though civilityin that kinde ought to be used; yet they should car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry such forms and times as not to lose respect to themselves, or to be over troublesome in long expressions to others, but there is few but loves to hear themselve talk, even preachers; for a prea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cher that preaches long, loves rather to talk then to edifie the peo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ple, for the memory must not be oppressed in what they should learn, or their reproofs too sharp in what they should minde, for with one word or two of reproof he reforms, half a score undoes again, which makes it a railing instead of exhortation; neither is it alwayes required, for a man to speak according to his profession or imployment in the affaires of the world; for it would be ridiculous for a Lawyer in ordinary conversa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, to speak as if he were pleading at the bar, yet every one ought to have respect in his discourse to his condition, calling, or dignity, or to the quality of others, for it is not fit that a Priest which either is, or should be a man of peace, to speak like a souldier, which is a man of war, or to speak to a noble man as to a peasant; again, there is nothing so much takes away the sweetnesse of discourse as long preambles, or repetitions, and indeed the whole discourse is tedious, and unpleasing if it be over-long, though their tongues were as smooth as oyl, &amp; run up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the wayes of truth, yet too much doth as it were over-fil the head, and stop the eares, for the head will be as the stomack
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when it is over charged, it will take surfeit of the most delici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous meat; wherefore in speaking judgement is required, yet some are so over-wise in the ordering their discourse, as it is not onely troublesom to themselves, but a pain to the hearers ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving so set and constraint a way of speaking, as if their words went upon hard scrues, when there is nothing so easie as speech; for there is no part of man so unwearily active as the tongue, and of the other side, some are so full of talk, as they will nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther give room nor time to others to speak, and when two or three such persons, of this voluble quality or nature meet, they make such a confusion in speaking altogether, as it becomes a tumultuous noise, rather then sociable discoursing: which is a disturbance to society, for discourse should be like musick in parts</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Betwixt reason and reasonings.</head>
<p>THere is a great difference betwixt reason and reasoning, for re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ason is the best and soberest &amp; surest rule of a mans life either in contemplation or action, for in action it recollects, disposeth, and ordereth all things for mans safety, profit, and pleasure, and for contemplation, it keeps the minde with even thoughts, but reasoning belongs to contradiction, and where contradiction is there can be no unitie, or conformitie, and where there is no unity nor conformity there must needs be discord and con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fusion, reasoning is the cause of raising of doubts reason is to al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lay them, so that reasoning makes a man mad, but reason makes a man sober. But some will say we should never come to reason but by reasoning; but I say, reason comes by obser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vation of consequences and accidents, and reasoning is vain in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bred-imaginations, without the experience of the concurrence of outward things so reason is bred with strickt observing, and produced by fear of losing, and hopes of keeping or getting, but reasoning is bred in vanity and produced by vain glory.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of the Senses and Brain.</head>
<p>SOme say that there is such a nature in man, that he would conceive and understand without the senses, though not so clearly, if he had but life which is motion Others say, there is nothing in the understanding, that is not sirst in the senses, which is more probable, for the senses bring all the mate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rials into the brain, and then the brain cuts and divides them, and gives them quite other forms, then the senses many times presented them; for of one object the brain makes thousands of several figures, and these figures are those things which are called imagination, conception, opinion, under standing, and knowledge, which are the Children of the brain, these put in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to
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action, are called arts and sciences, and every one of these have a particular and proper motion, function, or trade, as the imagination, and conception, builds, squares, inlayes, grinds, moulds, and fashions all, opinion, caries shows, and presents the materials to the conception, and imagination; understanding distinguishes the several parcels, and puts them in right places, knowledge is to make the proper use of them, and when the brain works upon her own materials, and at home, it is called poetry and invention, but when the brain receives and words journey-work, which is not of its own materials, then it is cal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led learning, and imitation, but opinion makes great faction and disorder among them, disagreeing much with the understand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, in presenting and bringing the wrong for the right, and many times with clamour and obstinacy carries it, especially when a strange opinion out of another brain, comes and joyns with the other, &amp; the brain many times is so taken with his neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour brains figures, that he fills up his house so full of them, that he leaves no roome for his own to work or abide in: but some brains are so weak as they have few or no figures of their own, but onely plain pieces, and some again so slow of motion, and so lazy, as they will not take paines to cut and to carve, or to try, but lets that which the senses bring in lie like bags or stone, and makes no use of them, and will furnish his head neither with his own nor others; but the brain is like unto Common-wealths, for some brains that are well tempe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, are like those Common-wealths, that are justly and peace<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ably governed, and live in their own bounds: other braines that are hotly tempered, are like those common-wealths that make wars upon their neighbours; others again that are un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>evenly tempered, are like those that are incombred with civil wars amongst themselves; a cold brain is like those Nations that are so lazy, as they will use no industry to the improving of their Country, so a brain may be compared to several soyls, as some are rich in mines and quarries, others pleasant and fruit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful, some brains are barren and insipid some will be improved with change of tillage or working, others, the more it is used, the better it is, and some the worse; and though accidents give the grounds to some arts, yet they are but rude and uneasy, until the brain hath polished and fitted them, for as the senses give the brain the first matter, so the brain sends that matter formed &amp; sigured to the senses again, to be dispersed abroad, which some<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times is sent by the understanding, sometimes by opinions, so he that hath his senses most imployed and perfectest, knows more then they that have not their senses exercised in varicties, yet the senses give not the height of knowledge, unlesse the brain be of such a temper to dispose them; for the brains are like eyes, where some are so quick, as they cannot fasten up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on an object, to view the perfection of it, others, so dull, they can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not see clearly, or so slow they cannot untie themselves soon
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enough, but dwels too long upon it, so it is the discussing of the object well, that increases or begets knowledge.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of sense, reason, and faith.</head>
<p>A Man hath sense, reason, and faith; reason is above sense, and under faith; for one half of reason joyns to sense, which is the part that is demonstrative; but that part that is not demonstrative, is beyond the sensitive knowledge, so as it fallsinto conjectures, and probabilities, and from probabilities to belief, and an excessive belief is faith, for we cannot call that a perfect knowledge which our reason singly tell us, but what our perfect, and healthful senses joyned with our reason distinguish to us: there are two sorts of faith, the one is divine, which is given to man by an inspiring grace; and the other na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tural, which is by rational conjectures, probabilities, and com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paratives.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of wisdom and foolishnesse</head>
<p>THat we call wisdom doth not onely consist in perfect knowledge, or clear understanding, but observations care<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully put in practise in times of occasion, which is that we cal pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence, and where accidents are not observed, but follows the appetites, the senses perswade to take, are called fools, so wisdom is the clerk to mans life, to write down all, and the trustee to receive all, the steward to lay out all, but not the sur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veigher to know all, for that belongs to a clear and general un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derstanding; &amp; one may be wise, and yet not know all; the diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence betwixt a fool and a wise man is that the wise man seekes the food of his appetite with care, observing all accidents, watching all times, taking all opportunities to the best for himself: the fool runs wildly about without a sking or learning the best, neerest or right wayes, yet greedily hunts after his desires, which desires are according to every mans delectation,</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of mad men and fools.</head>
<p>MAd men and fools meet in one and the same point of wanting of judgement, which is to distinguish what is most likely to be the best or worst for themselves; I say most likely, because none knows absolutely but by the event, for chance hath such power over every thing, that many times it becomes rather her work then the choosers; but yet she doth not take away the likelyhood or probability of it, where all
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concurrences meet: and though chance lie so obscure, as the providen'st man cannot espie her so as to avoid her, yet a wise man prepares for her assaults, but a mad man or a fool leaves all to chances disposing, not to judgments ordering or di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>recting.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>A man that is mad is not out of his wits.</head>
<p>WE cannot say a man that is mad is out of his wits, but out in his judgement, for a mad man will speak extream wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tily sometimes, and though it be by chance, yet it is his own wit, but not his judgement to chuse the best, for then he would al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wayes strive to speak to some purpose, or hold his peace, which mad men never do, but speak at random, not caring what he speaks, nor to whom he speaks, nor when he speaks: now the fool comes like the mad man in his actions, rather then in his words, for judgement lies not altogether in the choice of speech, but more in the choice of actions, now a fool neither knows nor beleeves in the likeliest way to good, nor to avoid ill, and a mad man cares not which is the way to good or ill, but follows his own disordered passions, where reason hath left to be their guide.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Wit is free.</head>
<p>SOme men in striving to shew their wits in discourse, make themselves fools; for wit must notbe strugled withal, and brought as it were by the head and shoulders: for as it is natu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ral, so it must have it s natural place and time, and a woman by striving to make her wit known, by much discourse, loses her reputation, for wit is copious, and busies its self in all things, and humours and accidents, wherein sometimes it is satyrical, and sometimes amorous, and somtimes wanton, which in all these women should shun, so that in women the greatest wisdom, if not wit, is to be sparing of their discourse.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of speech.</head>
<p>AS eight notes produce innumerable tunes, so twenty four letters produce innumerable words, which are marks for things, which marks produce innumerable imaginations, or conceptions, which imaginations or conceptions begets another soul which another animal hath not, for want of those marks, and so wants those imaginations and conceptions which those marks beget; besides those marks beget a soul in communitie; be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sides words are as gods that give knowledge, and discover,
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the mindes of men, and though some creatures can speak, yet it is not natural, for it is like puppits, they are made to walk with scrues, that when the scrues are undone, the puppits can go no farther; so parrots, or the like can onely repeat the words they are taught, but cannot discourse, because they know not what it signisieth, but man can speak when he comes to maturity, that is to be man, without teaching, that is, although he doth not learn a language that his forefathers have made, yet he can make one of his own, that is to give marks to things to distinguish them to himself.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Musick.</head>
<p>THe art of Musick is harder then the art of poetry; for mu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sick hath but eight notes, to compose several tunes; when Poetry hath four and twenty letters to play on: but both are musical, and work upon the spirits of men: for there are some kindes of musick that do draw and suck out the spirits of men with delight, thus it is not the wit, or sense, of things, which moves passion, or delight, but the numbers; for as notes are set, and numbers are measured, shall move the passions, as the Musitian or Poet pleaseth.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Musical instruments.</head>
<p>ALL Musical instruments are apt to untune, even the na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tural one the voice; for when it is hoarse by cold, or other<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wayes out of tune, but the strings which are the veyns in the lungs, and stomack, are not so apt to break as lute strings, which are small little guts dryed, neither can there be new strings put to the voice, once broke, as to a sidle; nor can it be mended as other instrnments may, nor carefully laid up in a case to keep it long, for there is no prevention against the break<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing of the voice, for old age will come and destroy that sound, and though it doth not break the strings of the voice, yet time dryes and shrivels them so short, that they cannot be stretched out to any note or strain: and as time weares out the sound; so death breakes the instruments and all.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Voices.</head>
<p>IT stands with reason that the hottest and coldest Clymats, being the driest,should produce the best and clearest voices, for moisture breeds flegme, and flegme obstructs the chest; be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sides the moisture falling into the winde-pipe hinders the pas<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sage of the voice, and clogs the lungs, for winde and water
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makes a storm; which destroys a harmony, and instead of sing<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing makes a roaring, like the seas; or drownes the fraight, which are notes, because art which is the steers-man, hath not room to turn and winde to fil his sailes; but are beaten down with the rain roghnes, and stopt with the mud of flegme, so of necessity he must be lost; fat doth also hinder the voice, for you shall seldome hear any that is fat sing well because the fat hath straightned their passages, so to the making of a good voice, there must be a wide throat, and clear winde pipes, and strong lungs.</p>
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<head>Musick is number with sound, as Opticks are lines with light.</head>
<p>As mans shape is naturally fit and proper for all kinde of mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion and Actions;so his voice is made for all sorts of sounds; wherefore the first invention need not go so far as A smiths forge, for he hath the hammer and forge all wayes with him; the forge is his chest, the bellows is his lungs; the fire the heart, the tongue the hammer, and his lips the tonges, the head is the Smith; the several wedges of iron are the several notes that are strook; thus beats out a harmony.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Dancing.</head>
<p>KIssing dances are commonly dances, which were invented by the meaner and ruder sort of people, at wakes, and faires; which kinde of people, knows not the ceremonies of modest civilities; for Country dancing is a kinde of a rude pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stime, and cannot be called truly a dance, but rather a running in figaris, for the true art of dancing, is measured sigures, by the feet in divided times; for the feet keepe as just a distance of times, as notes of musick.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of dancing.</head>
<p>DAncing is compounded of measures, figure, and motion. Measure is Geometry; figure is Symmetry, and motion, is division.</p>
<p>Geometry is equal measure, Symmetry is proportionable mea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sures, Division is numbers.</p>
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<head>Of invention.</head>
<p>HE is more praise-worthy that invents something new, be it but rude and unpolished, then he that is learned, although he should do it more curious, and neater; an imitator can ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver be so perfect, as the inventor, if there can be nothing added to the thing invented; for an inventor is a kinde of a crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tour; but most commonly the first invention is imperfect; so that time, and experience add to the growth, and perfection, and many times there are many creatours to one invention; for he that addes is as much as he that begun, only the second lights his candle from the first, but he goeth his own way, and may be away that the first inventor had not guessed at: or at least thought it impossible: but an imtator adds nothing to the substance or invention, only strives to resemble it, yet surely invention is ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sier then imitation: because invention comes from nature, and imitation from paintul, and troublesome inquirie; and if he goeth not just the path that hath been trod before him; he is out of the way, which is adouble pain at first to know the path, and then to tread it out; but invention takes his own wayes, besides, invention is easie because it is born in the brain. Where imitation is wrought and put into the brain by force.</p>
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<head>EPISTLE.</head>
<p>SOme say as I heare, that my book of Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>emes, and my book of Philosophical Fancies, was not my own; and that I had gathered my opinions from several Philosophers. To answer the first, I do protest, upon the grounds of Honour, ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nesty and Religion, they are my own, that is, my head was the forge, my thoughts the anvil to beat them out, and my industry shaped them and sent them forth to the use of the world; if any use may be made thereof, but my Lord was the Master and I the Prentice, for gathering them from Philosophers, I never converst in discourse with any an hour, at one time in my life; And I may swear on my consci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence, I never had a familiar acquaintance, or con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stant conversation with any prosest Scholar, in my life, or a familiar acquaintance with any man, so as to learn by them, but those that I have neer rela<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion to, as my Husband, and Brothers; it is true, I have had the honour sometime to receive visits of civility from my Noble and Honorable acquaintance, wherein we talk of the general news of the times, and the like discourse, for my company is too dull to entertain, and too barren of wit to afford variety of discourse, wherefore I bend my self to study nature; and though nature is too specious to be known, yet she is so free as to teach, for every straw, or grain of dust, is a natural tutor, to instruct my sense and reason, and every particular rational creature is a sufficient School to study in; and our own passions and affections, appetites and desires, are moral
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Doctors to learn us; and the evil that follows ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cesse, teaches us what is bad, and by moderation we finde, and do so learn what is good, and how we ought to live, and moderate them by reason, and discourse them in the minde, and there is few that have not so much natural capacity, and understanding, but may know, if not finde out what is needful for life, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out artificial education, for nature is the chief master; art and education but the under ushers, in the School of life; for natural objections may be ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plied without the help of arts, and natural rules of life, may lead us safe, and easy wayes to our journeys end; and questionlesse nature was the first guide, before art came to the knowledge, and if it were not for nature, art many times would lose her fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowers; yet let nature do what she can, art oft times will go out of the right way; but many will say it is the nature of man that invents, and the nature of man to erre that is, tis the nature of man to be so ambitious, as to strive to be wiser then nature her self, but if nature hath given men ambition, yet nature hath given men humilitie to allay that fiery appetite; and though nature hath gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven men ignorance, yet nature hath given men un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>destanding, to bring them out of that darknesse in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to the light of knowledge; and though nature hath obscured the secrets of the natural cause, yet he hath given men nature to observe her effects, and imagi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nations, to conjecture of her wayes, and reason to discourse of her works, and understanding to sinde some out, and these gifts are general to mankinde: wherefore I finde no reason, but my readers may allow me to have natural imagination understand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing and inquiries, as well as other Philosophers, and to divulge them as they have done, if that they be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leeve that I am produced by nature, and not by ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tifices hand, cut out like a stone-statue; but if my rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders will not allow my opinions, and fancies to be my own, yet truth will; but there is a natural edu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cation
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to all, which comes without pains taking, not tormenting the body with hard labour, not the minde with perturb'd study, but comes easy and free through the senses; and grows familiar and sociable with the understanding, pleasant and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lightful to the contemplation, for there is no sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject that the sense can bring into the minde, but is a natural in structour to produce the breeding of rati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>onal opinions, and understanding truthes; besides, imaginary fancies, if they will give their minde time as to think, but most spend their time in talk rather then in thought; but there is a wise saying, think first, and speak after; and an old saying that many speak first, and think after; and doubtlesse many, if not most do so, for we do not alwayes think of our words we speak, for most commonly words flow out of the mouth, rather customarily then premeditately, just like actions of our walking, for we go by custome, force and strength, without a constant notice or observation; for though we de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>signe our wayes, yet we do not ordinarily think of our pace, nor take notice of every several step; just so, most commonly we talk, for we seldom think of our words we speak, nor many times the sense they tend to; unlesse it be some affected person that would speak in fine phrases; and though speech is very necessary to the course of mans life, yet it is very obstructive to the rational part of mans minde; for it imployes the minde with such busy, and un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>profitable maters, as all method is run out of breath, and gives not contemplation leave to search, and en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quire after truth, nor understanding leave to examine what is truth, nor judgment how to distinguish truth from falshood; nor imagination leave to be ingenious, nor ingenuity leave to finde invention, nor wit leave to spin out the fine and curious threed of fancy, but onely to play with words on the tongue, as balls with rackets. Besides a multiplicity of words consounds the solid sense, and rational understanding, the sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject
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in the discourse; yet to think very much and speak yery seldom, makes speeed uneasy, and the tongue apt to faulter, when it is to deliver sense of the matter they have, and want of uncustomary speaking makes the Orator to seek for words to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clare the sense of his meaning, or the meaning of his sense; besides, want of eloquence many times, lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>seth not onely rational opinions, but conceals truth it self, for want of perswading rhetorick, to raise up belief, or to get understanding; so that a contem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>platory person hath the disadvantage of words; al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though most commonly they have the advantage of thoughts, which brings knowledge; but life being short, those that speak much, have not time to think much, that is, not time to study and contemplate; wherefore it is a great losse of time to speak idle word, that is, words that are to no purpose, and to think idle thoughts, that bring no honest profit to the life of man, nor delight for lifes pastime. nor news to the knowledge and understanding, but most men speak of common matters, and think of vulgar things, beats upon what is known, and understood, not upon what ought to be known, and understood; but upon known improbabilities, or vain ambitions, or upon that which nothing concerns them, or upon evil designes to work distractions, or upon that which cannot advantage them nor any body else; but it is very probable, my readers will at this dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>course condemn me, saying, I take upon me to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>struct, as if I thought my self a master, when I am but a novice, and sitter to learn. I answer, it is ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sier to instruct what ought to be done, then to pra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctise what is best to be done; but I am so far from thinking my self able, to teach, as I am afraid I have not capacity to learn, yet I must tell the world, that I think that not any hath a more abler master to learn from, then I have, for if I had never married the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son I have, I do beleeve I should I never have writ so, as to have adventured to divulge my works, for I
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have learned more of the world from my Lords dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>course, since I have been his wife, then I am confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent I should have done all my life, should I have li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved to an old age; and though I am not so apt a Scholar as to improve much in wit, yet I am so in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dustrious a Scholar to remember whatsoever he hath said, and discoursed to me, and though my me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory is dull, and slow, and my capacity weak to all other discourses, yet when I am in company, I had ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther shew my simplicity then be thought rude; where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore I chuse rather to speak, though foolishly, then say nothing, as if I were dumb, when I am to entertain my acquaintance, and though I do not speak so well as I wish I could, yet it is civility to speak. But it is my Lords discourse that gets me understanding, and makes such impressions in my memory, as nothing but death can rub it out: and my greatest fear is, that I the Scholar should disgrace him the Master, by the vulgar phrases and the illiterate expressions in my works: but the truth is, I am neither eloquent by na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, nor art; neitherhave I took the accustomary way of often speaking, to make my words, or letters fluent, not but my tongue runs fast and foolish when I do speak, but I do not often speak, for my life is more contemplary, then discoursing, and more solitary then sociable, for my nature being dull and heavy, and my disposition not merry, makes me think my self not fit for company.</p>
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<head>The second part of the first BOOK.</head>
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<head>Of a Solitary life.</head>
<p>CErtainly a solitary life is the happiest, I do not mean so solitary as to live an Anchoret, or to be bound to inconveniences either of care or fear, or to be tied to observance, either to Parents or wedlock, or Superiours, or to be troubled to the bringing up of their children, and the care of bestowing them when brought up, but their persons must be as free from all bonds, as their mindes must be from all wandring desires; for as it is a great pleasure, so it is a great chance to finde it; for the minde must be contracted into so round a compasse, and so firm a solitude, that the thoughts must travel no further then home; for if the body be in one place and the minde in another, there must needs be a discord, wherein can consist no happiness to the whole person; to obtain this pleasure, they must first have a compe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tencie of fortune, as not to be bit with necessity, not so much as to be troubled with excesse, then they must be their own chief, not to depend on more then the laws of the land com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pels them to: and as they must be under no command, but what necessity, force, or the publick, so they must not command more then what is necessary; for there is more trouble in com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manding then in obeying. For ordering much, troubles much, then their delights must be various, not numerous, they must not come in throngs, but by degrees, for fear of surfets. and give every sense his free time and pleasure, but so proportioned to live with an appetite, and so not to feed all the senses at once, for that takes off the delight from every particular, and not heightens them; for in compounds there is no perfect taste, for compounded pleasures of senses, rather amazeth the spirits
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then delights them; to see a beautiful object, and to hear a me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lodious found, to have an odoriferous scent, a delicious taste, a soft touch all at once, distracts; for the spirits running from one ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject to another, knows not what to chuse, or where to rest; therefore true delight comes soberly and singly one by one, besides the delights that our senses receive in outward objects, there is a delight of inward contemplation, whose materials the senses bring, in which the imagination doth work upon, by car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving and cutting, and inlaying those several pieces, and so is represented to the minde as a new recreation, which are called fancies, or ideas, for though it be nothing untill it be put into act, and every thought cannot be acted; some for the hazards and inconveniences others for the impossibilities, which are fan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tasmes that live not long after the birth, or so sickly, that there is little delight in them, neither do they harm but rather good; for it pleaseth for a time, coming in sweetly, and goeth out quick<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly; but thoughts that may be put in acts, should be careful<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly and wisely governed, for those beget great desires, those de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sires run violently into acts, not staying for consideration; which makes men commit, not only idle and vain follies, but dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gerous even to the ruine of estates, or reputation, or lives, which must needs bring discontent, for there can be no hapi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nesse in ruine; and since a greater pleasure and happinesse con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sists in thoughts, they must rule them so, not to murmur in discontents of what they would and cannot, or not safely do; but their wishes and desires must rather be within the circle of their abilities then without, and rather think they have too much then too little, for they that think they have too little, will never be quiet in striving to get more, so the pleasure of wise thinking is, when the thoughts are begot honestly, nourish<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed moderately, and ordered carefully, these bring true con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>A Monastical life.</head>
<p>SOme dispraise a Monastical life, and say they are the drones in a Common-wealth, to suck out that honey they never took pains to gather, and that they are an idle, lazie and un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>profitable people, for say they, they go not to wars to adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture their lives, or hazard their lives, but live free, and secure, not troubled with the noise of battles, onely listen to hear the successe, wherein they may give their opinions, and cen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sures, then that they never cultivate, or manure the lands for in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>crease, but eat of the plenty, pretending beggery, bur ingrosse all the wealth; and for the women, there are as many kept bar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ren as would populate whole nations.</p>
<p>But they in their own defence, say, that they cast off all pleasures of the world, lie cold, and hard, eat sparingly, watch
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and pray, and not onely to pray for themselves, or for the dead; but for those that are incumbred in worldly cares; besides say they, it is profitable to the Common-wealth, for men that have small estates, and many children, not being able to maintain them according to their qualities, and degrees, may run into many errours; for want of means, which may disturb not only families, but whole states, where a monasti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cal life, a small portion, and a little will serve the turn, onely to keep soul and body together, in which their lives are peace<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able, and full of devotion; but the Laytie answers, that the third part of the wealth of Christendom goeth to the mainte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance of the Church, onely in consideration of younger chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dren, that will be content, and some are sorced in; yet after that rate there will be, little for the eldest, which remaine without, nor will be, if they go on to lay such burthens upon mens consciences, and such sums upon those burthens to buy them out; neither is there any sort of men more busie in distur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bing the Common-wealth; for those that have not active im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployment, either in the ordinary affaires of the world, or ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary affaires in the Common wealth, their thoughts corrupt being not exercised in action, they grow factious, which causeth distractions; for there is more war amongst the Christians about their opinion then upon any cause else. This saith the one side, but their enemies say that they are not only the covetous, but the greatest cheaters in the world, and all under the name for Gods sake; for say they, they bring in ceremony for gaines, in that they set al the mercies of God to sale, for what sins cannot be bought for money; as adul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terery incest, murther, blasphemy, and sins past, and present; as for whores they permit them to live loosly without punish<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, and allot therein streets and houses, to increase their sins, in which they do authorise sin for a sum, for they pay tribute to the Church, and not onely sins past and present, but to come: as witnesse the yeares of Jubile; besides the head take upon them, the power of damnation and salvation, as wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nesse the excommunications, and absolutions, and if not out, and in of hell; yet out and in ofPurgatory, which Purga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tory is a great revenue to them; yet they have a countenance for their covetousnesse, which is that the offendant must have a true contrition, or their sum of money will do them no good, no more then will a true contrition without the sum; but sure<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly Monastical lives, are very profitable to the Common-wealth, whatsoever it bee for the soul, for it keepes peace and makes plenty, and begets, a habit of sobriety which gives a good ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample, and many times drawes their own mindes, though na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turally otherwise disposed, to follow the outward carriage for the custome of the one, may alter the nature of the other, and in that they keep peace, is, because they live single lives, not for the quarrels of marriage, but in not oppressing the king<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dome
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in over-populating it; for those kingdoms that are very full of people, growes mutinous, and runs into civil wars, where many states are sorced to war upon their neighbors; for no other end but to discharge the stomack of the Common-wealth; for fear it should breed incurable diseases. Besides, a Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon-wealth may be over-stockt, like grounds which causeth great dearth and plagues, in a Common-wealth, so that those states which have more traffick then men, are rich, where those that have more men, then trade, are poor; and Civil war pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeds not so much out of plenty, as out of proud poverty, the next cause for plenty they are of a spare diet, and most of what they eat or should eat, by their order, is Fish, Roots, and the like; but if they do get a good bit one may say, much good may it do them, for they get it by stealth, and eat it in fear, at least not openly to avoid scandal; but if they do not spare in the matter of meat, yet they spare in the manner, which cuts off all prodigal superfluities of feasting, or open house-keeping, wherin is spoiled more then eaten, neither doth it relieve the hungry, by the Almes-basket; so much as it over-Gorges the full, and for Ceremonies it keepes the Church in order, and gives it magnificency: besides it is beneficial to the State, for it Amuses the Common people and busies their mindes, and it is as it were a recreation: and pastime to them, as Saints dayes and the like; nay they take pleasure, and make a recreation to have fasting dayes, so as they have much to think on, and imploy their time in, as fasting-dayes, processions of saints, con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fessions, penance, absolutions, and the like, as Mass and Musick, and shewes, as at Christmas, Easter, our Lady day, &amp; on many dayes of the yeers, and these affording one and the same, but varieties in all; besides, every Saint having power to grant se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral requests; it will take up some time to know, what to ask of them, and all these one would think, were sufficient, to keep out murmur and discontent, which is got by idlenesse, which is the cause of rebellion. Thus the Church busies the people, and keeps their mindes in peace, so that these monasti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cal ment, which are the Church, is the nurse to quiet the people, or the masters to set them on, wherein they never do, un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lesse it be in the defence of Christian Religion, in which all good men ought to follow; and surely it is beneficial to the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon-wealth, whatsoever it be for the soul, and for their souls, although rationally one would think that God should not take delight in shaven heads; or bare and dirty feet, or cold backs, or hungry stomacks, in any outward habit, but in an humble heart and low desires, a thankful minde, for what they have sorrowful sighs, and repenting tears, fear of offending admi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration of his wisdom, and pure love of his goodnesse, and mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy, thanks for his favours, and grace, obedience, charity, and honest worldly industry, and to take as much pleasure, as ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nest and vertuous moderation will permit; for we might think
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that God did not intend man more miserie, or leste of this world then beasts; but alas, all mankinde is apt to run into ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treames which beasts are not, either to bar themselves quite of the lawful use of the world, or to run riot, which of the two, the last is to be shunned, and avoided, wherein this kinde of life is most secure, neither must we follow our reason in Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligion, but Faith, which is the guide of our conscience.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Society.</head>
<p>THere are many sorts of society, and some comfortable; as in the natural society, of Wife, Children, Parents, Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers, Sisters, and those that are neer allyed to us; some pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fitable, as in the society of the knowing and wise; others ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nourable, as in the society of Princes and souldiers; some plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sant, as in the society of the wity and ingenious, some are hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venly, as in the society of the Church of God as the Saints up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on earth which are the pious; some merry, as in the society of the sportful; some sad as in the society of the asslicted; others Dangerous, as in the society of the false, the lewd, and the rude, some troublesom, as in the society of fools; some dishonoura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, as in the society of the infamous; so that many times the society of man is worse then the society of beasts, for they are seldom troublesome, nor false to their own kinde, and some so pleasing, easy and happy, as if it were a society of Angels; but as society is the making of Common-wealths, which is a community amongst men, which community causeth contracts, and covenants, which makes one man live by another in peace, so society which is a community causeth, strength to the whole body, to maintain the particular parts; but as society in the whole causeth peace, plenty and security; so society in parts which is siding, and factions, causeth poverty discord, war, and ru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ine; but I treat not of the society of the whole body, which is a Common-wealth, but of the societie of particulars, as of neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bours, acquaintance, and familiars, which unlesse they be well chosen, bring more incoveniencies then benefit, the benefit of acquaintance is the guessing at one anothers humors, by their words and actions, and their several opinions and fancies which begets wit, in applying other fancies to their own: and now<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge in seeing their variety of humours, garbs, and gestures, it makes one distinguish better vertue from vice, and it is a glasse to see best what becomes men, it begets love and friendship, it re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fresheth the spirits, it wasts and lessens grief, it makes labour easy, it applauds the good; it admonisheth the bad; it gives con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidence to the bashful, it gives shame to the bold, it sires the coura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ges of the fearful, vigor to the slothful, it deverts the minde from black &amp; sullen thoughts, it gives good manners to the rude, know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledg to the ignorant, experience to the young, and indeed civi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liseth
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mankinde. But the common and unchosen societies, it brings many times great inconveniencies, as quarrels; for a quiet man, in his own nature coming into some company, must either put up an affront, wihich is a dishonour, or he must fight, wherein he advantures his life, the losse of it estate, or the trouble and grief in killing a man; which although the cause may be small, yet he is necessitated to him; so the like in drinking, gaming, who<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring, either by example corrupted, or by perswasion, or else a man is thought rude, and unsociable, and apt to be railed against for it, so he must shun it, or do as they do; besides in many so<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cieties, there is little to be learned, and worse to be heard; as rayling, cursing, swearing, tedious disputing, nonsensly talking, detracting from vertue, divulgeing of faults, crying up vices, defaming of honour, making of discord; and there is no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing learned but prodigality, sloth, and falshood: so as the disorder would make a wel tempered and equal moving brain dizzie, but the society of men and women is much more incon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venient, then men with men, and women with women; for women with women can do little inconvenience, but spights, and effeminate quarrels, for place, and gadding abroad, and neg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lecting their huswiferie at home: the worst is in learning vani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty to spend their husbands estates, and giving one another ill counsel, to make disquiet at home; but of the society of men and women comes many great inconveniencies, as defamations of womens honours, and begets great jealousies, from fathers, bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers, and husbands, those jealousies beget quarrels, murthers, and at the best discontent, and unhappinesse, it confirmes the apt inclined to bad: and tempts the vertues. and defames the chast. But women ought to put on as many several shapes, and formes ofbehaviour, as she meets with humours; as austere and severe behaviour, to the bold, a sweet and gentle behaviour to the humble, and bashful; but a woman that would preserve her re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>putation, by fame as well as by chastity, she must put on as ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny several faces, and behaviours as a State doth; for a state in time of war puts on a face of anger; and in time of plague and pestilence, a face of pietie, after rebellion a face of clemency; in times of peace and plenty, a face of mirth and jollity; so wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men must put on as many behaviours, as she meets with several humours, as neglect to the proud, and severe to the bold, and wanton, a sweet and gentle behaviour to the humble, and bash<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful, and observing and serious behaviour, to the wise and grave learned; a dutiful and respective behaviour, to the grave and aged, a cheerful and pleasant behaviour to their neerest friends, and there are so many more, that it is past the memory of my Arithmetick.</p>
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<div type="section">
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<head>Of Hospitality</head>
<p>I Have observed those that keep great Hospitalitie, are not onely well beloved of their neighbours, that are often made welcome, and by those that make it a meeting place; but the Master or Mistris of the house shal be amorously affected, and earnestly solicited, by the turning of the eyes and the like, al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though they be very old, in the times of Hospitalitie; for old men shall have, or may have more Mistresses, and old women, more lovers, and seeming admirers, then the youngest and beautifullest without those intertainments, so much kindnesse, and good nature, good cheer begets, yet it will last no longer then the meat sticks in their teeth; for while the meat, mirth and wine is working, and the fume ascending, they are so full of thanksgiving, as they overflow with high praises, professions, and declarations, protestations and free offers, in which they promise more then they can perform, and perform lesse then they could promise; for where the head and the stomack is empty of the receiver, and the purse of the entertainer, if he have occasion to make use of any of them, they would do as the parable of the marriage in the scripture, one said, that he had married a wife, and the other had sold a yoke of oxen, and the third had bought a farm so that all would have excuses, and excuses in that kinde are the messengers of a denial, neither do they think a denial sufficient; for if they wil not praise their friends, they will turn their enemies, for so ill natured is man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kind that what they cannot make more use of, they will strive to destroy.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Wherein Hospitality is good.</head>
<p>HOspitality is commendable, for it doth refresh the weary traveller, it relieves the poor: it maketh a society of mirth and freedom, when it is so moderately bounded and orderly governed as it may be constantly kept, otherwise its but a short hospitality, and a long feast.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Feasting.</head>
<p>THere is no action more extravagant, then the making of great feasts, for there is neither honour, profit, nor pleasure, but noises, trouble, and expence; and not onely an expence to the private purse but to the publike in the unnecessary destru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction of so many Creatures; neither doth it relieve the hungry so much, as it over-gorges the full; for indeed a great feast
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rather eates up the eaters, then the eaters eat up the feast, by the surfets it gives them; but those that make great feasts, and strive to please the luxurious palats of men, are bawds to gluttony, and the feast is the whore to tempt the appetite, and wine is the fool to make all merry, which never wants at those entertainments, but playes so much, and ruines so fast, and growes so strong, as it puts young sobriety and grave tempe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rance out of countenance; it unties the strings of strength, and throws reason out of the wisest head, so that reason neither begins it, nor ends it; for it begins with excesse of supersluity, and ends in extravagant disorders.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of drinking and eating.</head>
<p>WIne, though it begins like a friend. goeth on like a fool, most commonly ends like a Devil in fury: yet it is a greater fault, to eat too much, then too drink to much wine, in that a man may live without wine, but not without meat; for wine is rather a superfluity or curiosity, then a necessity, wherefore food which signifieth all kinde of meat, is the life and staffe, to support life; which staff being broken by ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cesse, famine, and plagues pursue, which are able to destroy a kingdom, where wine may onely destroy some part, but not endanger the whole; unlesse it be every mans particular king<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom, which is themselves, and there indeed it drowns both king and state.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Moderation.</head>
<p>THe way to a mans happiest condition of life in this world, and for the way to the next, is, by the straight way of moderation; for the extreams are to be shunnd, and all that can be shunned, even in devotion; for the holy writ saith, Turn not to the right hand nor to the left, lest you go the wrong way; for extreams in devotion run to superstition and idolatry: and the neglect in both Atheisme, but to keep the e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven way, is to obey God as he hath commanded, and not as we fancy, by our wrong interpretation; so for the minde of man great and hard studies and perturbations, draw or wear out the spirits, or oppresse them, in so much that great students are not commonly long livd, but sickly, lean, and pale, and those that have extraordinary and quick fancies of their own, do many times by the quick motion of their brain, inflame the spirits to that degree, as they run mad, or so neer as to be strange<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly extravagant; and on the other side, those that study not, nor have fancies of their own, are dul-blocks that have no raptures
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of the minde, but onely sensual pleasures, and so when they can, they run into with that violence, as it turns to their pain, not their delight; and all is but emptying and filling, as beasts do, and not having the knowledge as men should have, for moderation, as for immoderation of diets; how often do men sud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>denly die, by the excesse thereof? and how many diseases doth it bring to them that escapes surfets? as fevers gowts, stone, dropsy, and the like; nay what diseases doth it not bring, by the dross it breeds; for superfluity of moisture oppresseth, and slackens the nerves, and dulls and quenches thespirits, which makes them unfit for action or businesse in the affaires of the world, it stuffs them with sloth or corpulency, or fat, it banisheth industry, and ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny times courage: on the other-side, too spare and low diet, chaps and dryes the body, like the earth that wants rain, or manu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring, shrinks and gathers up the rain; it heats the body into He<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctick fevers, and sucks out the oyl of life, for exercise the vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>olence of it melts the grease, inflames the blood, pumps out too much moisture by sweats, it over-stretches the nerves, which weakens the body, which brings shaking palsies in the head, leggs, and many times over the whole body; on the other side, too little exercise corrupts the blood, and breeds obstructions, which breeds Agues, and spleen, faintings and the like. For the passions; as for example, a man that is extraordinary angry makes him run into fury for the present, as many times to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit so rash an action, as to make him unhappy all his life after, by killing a friend, or at least losing a friend: or getting an enemy by an unseasonable word, and those that have no an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger must of necessity receive great affronts, at some time or other, for patience is to be content when there is no remedy; but in many things or actions anger is required when fury would be too much, or patience or silence too little, and so the like in all other passions, and as for great wealth it is both a trouble, in the keeping, or bestowing of it; in the keeping of it, the care is into whose hands to trust it, or to what places to lay it in; so that the watching and counting it, and how, and to whom to leave it too, takes off the pleasure in it, and for spending it the very noise and tumult that great riches bring in the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>spence, is a suficient trouble, for a man can never be at home to himself, he knows not who is his friend, or who is his enemy, he hears no truth for flattery; he hath no true taste of any sen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses: for the throngs of the varietie, take away the pleasure of every particular; as for poverty, it is the drudge to the world, the scorn of the world, a trouble to their friends, and a death to themselves: as for power; what for the care in the keeping it, for fear of a usurper, and though there is no enemy to oppose it, yet what trouble there is in the ordering and disposing with their authority, and those that have no power are slaves, wherein moderation keepes peace, in being content with our own share, and not desiring to share with our neghbour in what is
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his and moderation gives wealth; for he is richest that hath so much, onely to enjoy himself; moderation civilizeth nations, it upholds government, and keeps commerce, yet makes private families subject, it nourisheth the body, recreates the minde; and makes joy in life, and is the petty god to the present plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sures of man.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Prodigality and Generositie.</head>
<p>THere is none complains so much of ingratitude, as pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gals, for when their purses are empty they grudge their hospitalitie, and repine at their gifts, when they gave more out of pride, and magnificence, then out of love or frendship; but man is so incircled with self love, as he thinks all those that have partaken of his prodigalitie, are bound to maintain his riot, or at least to supply his necessitie, out of their treasury, but of the difference of prodigalitie and genero<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sitie, is, that generositie distributes in a reasonable time and to worthy persons, or else out of humanity when prodigali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tie considers neither time nor person, nor humanity, but hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mor, will, and vain-glory.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Gifts.</head>
<p>There are four sorts of gifts; as to those of merit, is gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rosity, to those in necessity, is charity, or compassion; to those of eminency and power, it is flattery and fear, to knaves or fools, it is prodigality, and vain-glory.</p>
<p>The difference between convetousnesse and ambition, is, one is placed upon things worthy; the other upon Mercenary profit.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Vanity.</head>
<p>IT is said, that there is nothing but vanity upon the earth, and what is it that men call vanity? it is that which is to no pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pose; and if so, God made the world in vain, which God never doth make any thing, but to some purpose, but say some, that alters not Gods purpose; for all things that are vain, are as to themselves, and that nothing was created as for it self, but all things for God, as to have his will obeyed; but nature hath made man for to desire to please himself, although laws have for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bad him to please himself in al things, or wayes, but hath gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven him particular rules, and hath paled him within such bounds, as indeed if a man free-born should be put into prison, and then bid to take his liberty; but if nature made nothing in vain,
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then mens vanities is to some purpose in one regard or another; now that which is called vanity, may be divided into two parts, as particulars and generals, the general vanity is to eat, to drink, to sleep, to act any thing, or to think, but the particular vanities are those that men condemn in one another most: as for a man to think of those things he knoweth to be impssible, or to do that he knoweth the end will bring him no profit, but if the ends of vanity be not profitable, yet the wayes are pleasant, or else men would not take such delight in them; and what is the world<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly designe of men but pleasing themselves, and shall we think that nature made the world to be a torment to us? and onely beasts to take pleasure in themselves, and that nothing but hard labour, and restraints are lawful to man, for beasts eat and drink, and take their ease, and for al we know, please themselves in their thoughts, and may be they have as various and vain thoughts as mans, unlesse men torment them, and put them to labour, and though labour and industery may be pleasant to some, yet not when it is put upon them, as a law of necessity, for laws, and necessities are bonds, though we make them our selves, and men may think all things are lawful, that are, or tend not to the destruction of nature, for nature is bountiful and easy, and ties not up her creatures, but gives them liberty, and use of them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves, unlesse it be to destroy themselves unprositably, which is against nature; but for preservation, and to prolong the life of somthing else, as Fame, Friends, Countrey; which he rather lives in, then dies to, and nature is the giver of life to all, and therefore those that maintain life in most things, is the greatest friend to nature, as in losing one life to save many, and to die for fame, is to live longer in the memory of other men, then he knows he shall in the life of his own body; but one would think there were no vanity in man, for there was nothing done or thought, but was to some purpose, which is to please them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves; though all thoughts, and all actions are not pleasing, but those I suppose are inforced; and upon necessity; and not vo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luntary, then it is no greater vanity then what cannot be avoided, for some take more pleasure in getting or striving to get the opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion of others, then they can grieve at the paines they take, and some take as much pleasure in building an house of cardes, as another doth of stone, and some take as much, if not more pleasure in a phantasme; as another in the gravest and assured'st thoughts; for what pleasure Poets take in their imaginations of impossibilities, as if men should imploy their time &amp; thoughts in nothing, but what is merely necessary, they would grow a troublesome burthen to themselves; being made by nature in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quisitive, busie and contemplative; For there are few things serve meerly to the use of necessity, unlesse we will fill our time with superfluities, and curiosities which are called vanitie; and this vanity is that which sets all Common-wealths awork, and makes them to live by one another, that which is called
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vanitie is of a middle nature, as by that which is called vice, and that which is called vertue, for there is no malignity in vanity; for where malignity is, it leaves to be vanity, and turnes to be vice; vanity is the worldly delight of man, if man had a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny delight in the world; But the wise Preacher saith, All is va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitie under the Sun, and vexation of spirit, and to eat and drink in peace is the onely happinesse; if so we are onely happy when we are eating and sleeping; they say in all desires obtained man is more unsatisfied: and that the onely pleasure is in desiring, and in endevouring, and not in the injoying, and that man is conten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted and pleased with nothing that he hath in possession, but it is not that man that is displeased with all that he hath, but that pleasure is not permanent: and though pleasure is according to every mans delectation; yet there is no man but hath pleasure somtimes one way, somtimes another; but as the sense seemes to be ravished at the first touch, yet by the often repetition it growes troublesome, and painful, and so ceaseth; for it is with the senses as it is with the strength, for great Labour wearies and weakens the strength; nor can the strength be in every mem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber at once, no more then the senses can receive their full gust at once: for the leggs wil grow feeble with labour, and actions of the armes, though the bulk of the strength lies not in the armes; for a man cannot run fast, and give a violent motion to his armes, but the one will hinder the other so much, as both will be of little use, the same will be with the senses; for a generality takes part away from every particular, and one and the same motion to every particular wearies and troubles ti, in so much, as that which was a pleasure becomes a grief or pain, so as it is not that man that takes not pleasure in what he enjoyeth; for if any one delights in particular tast, if the appetite were not wearied, the delight would be the same, as it was at the first touch, to eternitie, but the senses being tirrable, grow wearied, feeble, and sick with violent motion and continual labour, that they cannot relish that they did before; besides, al desires that proceed from the senses increaseth their motion. and as all the senses are chiefly in the head, so their like and dislike to most things proceeds from thence; for the brain will be so weary with one and the same motion, as the leggs with running; and the violenter the senses are, the sooner tired they be; but there are two chief sortes of pleasure, the one wholy dwelling in the senses, which is fading, the other lasts as long as life, and hath a desire to last longer; these are those things or thoughts, as lie not wholy in the senses, but onely found out by them, and kept and nourished by the minde; in this the senses follow the minde, and where the minde leades the senses it walkes them with so moderate a pace, and rules them with so equal motions, as they are never weary. But when the senses lead and rule the minde, it is alwayes out of order, and is tired in following the uneven, strange, and violent wayes, not knowing where to rest;
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but the reason why displeasure lasts longer then pleasure, is because displeasure is of the nature of death; For though mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion doth not cease as in death, yet it is slow and dull, and plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure which is of the nature of life, is full of motion, bot and violent, the one is like a long and tedious sicknes, the other like a hot and burning fever, that destroyes soon.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>The nature of Man.</head>
<p>IT is the nature of mankinde to run into extreams; for their mindes are as their bodies are; for most commonly there is a predominate passion in the one, as a predominat humor in the other, so that dispositions of men are governed more by pas<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sion, then by reason, as the body is governed more by appetite, then by conveniencies.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>The Power of the Senses.</head>
<p>THe body hath power over the will, for the appetite of the five senses draws the will forcibly, although reason helps to defend it.</p>
<p>The appetite is more delighted by degrees then with a full gust.</p>
<p>But one would think that every several sense did strike but upon one string, or nerve, for the minde is often moved to one and the same passion, by the several senses; and a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain one would think that every several object or subject did strike upon a several nerve, although to the pleasure or pain, but of one sense, and the minde receives several pleasures or griefes from those varieties.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>The happy Farmer.</head>
<p>THe Farmer and his wife, sons, daughters, and servants, are hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pier then the Kings, Nobles, or Gentry, for a king hath more cares to govern his kingdom then he receives pleasure in the en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joyment. The Farmers care is onely to pay his rent, which he must have a very hard bargain, or be a very ill husband if he cannot do it, he takes more pleasure in his labour, then the Nobility in their ease, his labour gets a good stomack, digests his meat, pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vokes sleep, quickens his spirits, maintains health, prolongs life, and grows rich into the bargain. The Nobility, or Gentry, their disease of idlenesse deads their stomacks, decayes their health, shortens their lives; besides, makes them of inconstant natures, and empty purses, and their queasy bodies make them desirevariety of wines, meats, and women, and idlenesse wea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rieth
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their spirits, which makes them wander to several pla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, company, games, or sports; yet ease and riots make finer wits; for riots make many vapours, and idlenesse breeds thoughts which heates the braine, and heat is active, and so re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fines the wit, and fires the spirits, and hot spirits make ambition, &amp; ambition wel disposeth mindes, produceth worthy actions and honourable reports, and not onely fills them with courage, but gives them curiosity, civility, justice and the like; but ambition to depraved mindes, makes them slaves to base actions, as flat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tering, cheating, or betraying, or any unworthinesse, to compasse their ends.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>The vastness of desires.</head>
<p>THere are few, but desires to be absolute in the world, as to be the singular work of nature, and to have the power o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver all her other workes; although they may be more happy with lesse, but nature hath given men those vast desires, as they can keep in no limits, yet they begin low and humble; as for example, a man that is very poor, and in great wants, desires onely to have so much as will serve meer necessity, and when he hath that, then he desireth conveniences, then for de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cency, after for curiosity, and so for glory, state, reputation and fame; and though desire runs several wayes, yet they aym all at one end. If any end there were, which is to imbrace all, but some say the minde is the measure of happinesse, which is impossible, unlesse the minde were reasonable; for the minde is not satisfied though it had all, but requires more, so the minde is like eternity, alwayes running, but never comes to an end.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of the Vain, Uselesse and unprofitable Wishes.</head>
<p>I Perceive if men could have their wish of nature, or for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, they would wish that which was admired, and estee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>med by others, and not what he received; for man seems to build his happinesse in the opinion of others, as the chiefest in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joyment of pleasure in himself.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of desires and fears.</head>
<p>SOme say that it is a miserable state of minde, to have few things to desire, and many things to fear, but surely the mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sery lieth onely in the many feares, not in the few desires, and if desires are pleasing in the birth, yet it puts the minde in great
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pain, when they are strangled, with the string of impossibili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, or at least made sick and faint with improbabilities, for if hopes give them life, despair gives them death; and where one desires &amp; enjoyes a possession, many thousands are beaten back, for desire seldom keeps rank, but flies beyond compasse, yet many times desires are helped by their grateful servants pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tience and industry. For industry is a kinde of witch-craft; for wise industry will bring that to passe, as one would think it were impossible; but without all doubt, that minde that hath the ferest wishes is in the happiest condition, for it is, as if it had a fruition of all things.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>What desires a man may have to make him happy.</head>
<p>THe desires for happines are not in the favour of Princes, nor in being Princes to have favourites, or to be popular, nor in the conquering, of many nations, and men, nor in having vast possessions, or to be Emperours of the whole world, or in the revenge of enemies, or to enjoy their beloved or to have many Lovers, nor in beauty, art, wit, nor strength, but to have health, so as to enjoy life and peace to guard it, to be praised and not flat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tered, admired but not lusted after, to be envyed, but not hated, to be beloved without ends, to love without jealousie, to learn without labour, to have wise experience without losse, to live quietly without fear, to be an enemy to none, to have pleasure without pain, honour and riches without trouble, and time to wait on them, which every prudent man makes it to do, but these are not easily to be had, so that the best way to be happy is, to perswade themselves to be content with that they have, and to desire no more then honest industry may easily pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chase.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of the minde and the body.</head>
<p>THe minde and the body must be married together; but so as the minde must be the husband; to govern, and command, and the body the wife to obey, and reason which is the judge of the minde, must keep the senses in awe; for as reason is the property of the minde, so the senses are the property of the bo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy; but there is no judge more corrupted then reason, or takes more bribes, and the senses are the bribers; for the eye cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cupts it with beauty, the ear with melodious sounds; and so the sent, taste, and touch, which makes false reason, gives false judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment; so as the minde may be an over-fond husband, that
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would be a wise man, were he not perswaded from it; by the follies of his wife.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of Riches and Poverty.</head>
<p>Necessity and poverty teacheth to dissemble, flatter, and shark for their advantage, and lively-hood: and long custom makes it a habit, and habit is a second nature; for what Poverty breeds many times proveth base, and unworthy, being necessitated to quit honour or life, where most commonly life is chosen first; besides, poverty wants means to learn what is best; for the poorer sort generally never standeth upon the honour of speaking the truth, or keeping their word; for they lie at the watch, to steal what they can get; when a rich-man vaving no wants to necessitate him, but lives at plenty, which keeps him not onely from that which is base, but perswades to things that are Noble. Riches make a man ambitious of Honourable Fame, which desires make them rule their Acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, to the length of good opinions but poverty is ambitious of nothing but riches, and thinks it no dishonour to come to it any any way. Thus poverty is ambitious of riches, and riches of ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nours. Riches, as a Golden father beget a bastard gentry, and poverty is the death and burial of it; but the pure and true born gentry comes from merit, from whence proceeds all no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble and Heroick Actions, it is nourished in the Court of Fame, taught in the schooles of honour, lives in the monarchical Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verment of justice.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of Robbers or factious men.</head>
<p>THere be three sorts of Robbers, as first, those those that take away our goods; as plate, money, jewels, corn, cattle, and and the like. The second are murtherers, that take away life. The third are factious persons, which are not onely the cause of the taking away our goods, which we call movable, and our lives, but our religion, our frends, our laws, our liberties, and peace; For a factious man makes a commotion, which commoti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on raiseth civil wars, and civil war is a division in the bowels, or heart of the State, as to divide commands from obedience, obedience from commands, rending and breaking affections, raising of passions, so as a factious man is a humane Devil, seek<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing whom he can devour, insinuating himself into favour with every man, that he may the better stir up their spirits to fury, presenting them with grievances to catch in discontent, speak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing alwayes in Cyphers and characters, as if it were a dangerous time, and that they lived under a Tyrannioal government, when they may speak, as freely as they can live; and live as freely
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as they think, with free dom of thoughts which nothing but death can cut off; but if they did live under a Tyrannical Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernment, they ought not to reform by their passion, nor to dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>obey with their grivances; but it is both wise, and honest to be a time-server, so they go not through dishonourable actions; for he that runs against the times, is a disturber of the peace, and so be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>comes factious, which is the track of evil nature.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>There is a difference betwixt a Rogue, a dishonest man, and a Knave.</head>
<p>THe Rogue is one that will act any villanie; as murther, sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>criledge, rapin, or any horrid act; the dishonest man is one that is ungrateful, that will receive all curtesies, but will return none, though he be able, and a breaker of his word; as for ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample, if a man should promise another man out of a sudden fondnesse, and without witnesse, a hundred pounds a yeer, and after repenting of it, should break his promise, yet it is a disho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nest part, though they take nothing from the man that he could challenge for his own; for he gave but a word of promise, and a word is nothing, unlesse had witnesse to make it an act by law; And again, if a man goeth to a Fair, and seeth a horse that he likes, and prayeth his neighbour to buy him that horse; he goeth and likes him, and buyeth the horse for himself; so though he takes nothing from his neighbour, by the reason the horse was none of his, yet it is a dishonest part, beacause his neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour trusted him in it; and many other wayes which would be too tedious to write, but the Knave is not onelyone that wil break his word, or neglect his trust, but he will betray his trust, and although he will not actually act murther, yet for gain he will betray a life, and though he will not break open houses, and commit Robberies or any thing against the law, yet he wil cozen where the law cannot take hold of him: or do any thing that is not absolute against the laws, and a knave takes more pleasure in his close wayes of deceiving, then in the profit, though that is sweet; for many do not cozen for the various delights for the senses, but delights himself in the various wayes of deceiving; Nor is he wiser then the honest man, though he think he be, nor is it that he thinks himself wiser then an honest man, for a wise honest man may be cozened by a crafty knave; for wisdom goeth upon honest grounds, and takes truth to be her guide, but craft upon dishonest grounds, and takes falshood to be her guide; but some will say, that a wise man will not trust a knave; but how shall a wise man know a knave? not by his face; for a knave is not known by his face, but by his acts, nor by his report; for re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>port is a great Cozner.</p>
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<head>Of Knaves.</head>
<p>THere are three sorts of knaves, the foolish, the crafty, and the wicked knave the foolish and wicked knave most com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monly comes under the lash of the laws; but the crafty knave is too hard for the laws; that they can get no hold of him, and many times he makes them bawds, for his Adulterate wayes; yet it is better for a master to have an industrious knave to his servant, then a negligent fool; for an industrious knave, although he steal one peny for himself, he will gain at least another for his master, not onely to hide his theft by it, but because he would be imployed, and keep his service, but fooles lose in both.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>For a man to be honest to himself.</head>
<p>MAny think that honesty is bound onely to the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gard of others, and not to himself, so it deed an honest man is a friend and neghbour to all misfortunes, miseries, and necessities, in helping them with kinde loving, and industrious actions in distresse, if he thinks he can asswage them, and do himself no wrong; for every man ought to be honest to himself, as well as to another; for though we are apt to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sider our selves so much, as it may be a prejudice to another, yet we ought not to consider another so much to the prejudice of our selves; for justice to our selves should take the first place by nature, where to wrong ones self is the greatest injustice, yet to discharge a trust is the chiefest part of honesty, though it be to the prejudice of himself, wherefore an honest man should not take such a trust, as may indanger him to ruine.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Honesty.</head>
<p>THere are two sorts or kinds of Honesty, the one a bastard, and the other a true-born; the bastard is to be honest, for by-re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>spects, as out of fear of punishment, either to their reputations, estates, or persons, or for love of rewards that honesty brings; but the true-born honesty, loves honesty, for honesties sake, and is a circle that hath no ends, and justice is the center, and Honesty is the sweet essence of nature, and the God of Humanity.</p>
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<head>We ought not to be ungrateful to the dishonest.</head>
<p>IF one receive life from two men, the one an approved honest man, the other from a known false, cruel, and deceit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful man, which in our Language is called a Knave; yet the be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nefit is as great from the knave as from the honest man; for a benefit is a benefit from whom soever it comes; and if a knave wrongs me not, he is an honest man to me, though he should be false to all others, and that man that doth me an injury by his good will, is a knave to me, although he were honest to all men else: wherefore those onely can challenge knaves, that have received the wrong; nor do we truly receive a wrong by what is meant, but by what is done: for one cannot say he was hurt, that escaped a danger, but he that was wounded, but as one should receive a benefit with as much thankfulnesse from a knave as from him that is honest, yet a man should be more careful and circumspect, in dealing or trusting those that have the reproach, or the bold brand of practising dishonesty, or knavish actions, then with those that take conscience, or moral Philophy in their way, which are full of gratitude and fidelity, and truth, as one that is a keeper of his promise, a loyal subject, and a loving husband, a careful father, a kinde master, a faithful friend, and a merciful enemy.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Obligations.</head>
<p>AS there are some that hate and shun those that can, but will not oblige, so there are others that hate and shun those they would, but cannot oblige. The first is out of a co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vetous nature, that thinks that all the good that is done to o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers is a losse to themselves, the other that thinks the least good he doth for others, the more power is in himself; so both is out of selflove, both the shunner and the actor.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Truth and falshood not easily known.</head>
<p>IT is very hard, and requires much time to finde out falshood; for though occasions make a man know himself in part, and so to another, yet not so fully as we may rest upon him, to be one and alwayes the same, neither can we without great injustice censure alwayes by the hurt we receive; for ill ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fects may fall from very good intentions, and therefore how shall we censure by the intentions, since none knoweth them but themselves; for although an honest man desires to live, as
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if the world saw his thoughts, and strives to think as he would be judged, for an honest man would not betray the trust of an enemy either by threats nor torments, nor fear of death, nor love to life, nor perswasions of friends, nor the allurements of the world, nor the inchantments of tongues; nor any miseries of his own shall make him step from the grounds of honesty; but as a God he doth adoro it, as a servant he doth obey it, and though it be the chief part of honesty to keep a trust, yet all trust is not honest, so as it is as great a dishonesty to take an evil, base, or an unworthy trust, as to betray a just one.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of flattery.</head>
<p>Flattery takes most when they come into the eare, like soft and sweet musick, which lulls asleep reason, and inchants the spirits; but if they come in like the sound of a trumpet, it awakes the reason, and affrights the minde, and makes it stand upon the guard of defence, as when approaching enemies come to assault, but if flattery be tolerable in any, it is from the Inferiours to the Superiours, as from the subject to the Prince, and from the servant to the master, or from the wife to the husband; But for the Prince to flatter his subject, and the master a servant, is base, but most commonly those that envie most, flatter best, either to pull down those they envy, or to raise up themselves above them.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Divinity and Moral Philosophy.</head>
<p>DIvinity and Philosophy ties up nature, or Divinity and Moral Philosophy are the two guardians of nature; yet some times they prove the two goalers to nature, when they presse, or tye their chains too hard; all things have their times, and season, unlesse art puts them out of the way.</p>
<p>Nature makes, but fortune distrusts, as when she misplaceth her workes, as not using them to the right.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Atheisme, and Superstition.</head>
<p>IT is better, to be an Atheist, then a superstitious man; for in A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>theisme there is humanitie, and civility, towards man to man; but superstition regards no humanity, but begets cruelty to all things, even to themselves.</p>
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<div type="letter">
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<head>THE EPISTLE.</head>
<p>I Am very much, or very little obliged to my readers, for my former Books which I have set out, either by their approvement, or dislike, in not grant<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing me to be the Author; but upon my conscience and truth, those were, as this Book is, my own, that is, my thoughts composed them; but if I had been inclosed from the world, in some ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>scure place, and had been an anchoret from my in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>infancy, having not the liberty to see the World, nor conversation to hear of it, I should never have writ of so many things; nor had had so many several opinions for the senses are the gates that lets in knowledge into the understanding, and fancy into the imagina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion; but I have had moderate liberty, from my in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fancy, being bred upon honest grounds, and fed up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on modest principles, from the time of twelve yeers old, I have studied upon observations, and lived up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>contemplation, making the World my Book, striving by joyning every several action, like several words to make a discourse to my self; but I found the World too difficultto be understood by my tender yeers, and weak capacity, that till the time I was married, I could onely read the letters, and joyn the words, but understood nothing of the sense of the World, until my Lord, who was learned by experience, as my Master, instructed me, reading several lectures therof to me, and expounding the hard and obscure passages therein, of which I have learnt so much, as to set<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle my minde on the ground of peace, wherein I have built an house of happinesse, entertaining my
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self with my own thoughts, which thoughts were like travellers seldom at home, and when they returned brought nothing but vanity and uneasy fashions, bu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sying themselves on that as nothing concern'd them, or could any wayes advantage them, troubling them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves with trifles, putting my minde in disorder; but since my Lord hath learnt me the way of fortifying it with patience, lest our enemy misfortune should surprise it, and to set sentinels of truth, lest falshood should undermine it, and to make Commanders of Honour, lest flattery should betray it. Thus my minde is become an absolute Monark, ruling alone, my thoughts as a peaceable Common-wealth, and my life an expert Souldier, which my Lord setled, com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>posed, and instructed.</p>
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<head>The third part of the first BOOK.</head>
<div type="section">
<head>A Tyrannical power never lasts.</head>
<p>THat power never lasts, which falshood got, and Tyranny strives to keep, unlesse tyranny be the natural constitution of the government, and <note place="margin">The Turks, or Tarters is natural.</note> then it is most commonly the longest livd, like men that were born and bred to hardship, but should a body be born and bred renderly, be used roughly, and exposed nakedly, fed coursly, it would be destroyed soon. For a governor in a Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon-wealth, is like a private family; as for example, a man that first begins to keep a house, and makes laws, and sets rules, though the laws be hard, and unjust, and the rules strickt and ri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gorous, yet there is no dispute, nor grumbling, because he was the first setter up, or beginner of that family, his means being his own, either by inheritance, or by his merits, or by his in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dustry, wherefore he hath power to order it, or dispose of it as he will, and his wife and servants never accustomed to any other government before, willingly submit, and his children born under it, it is as natural to them; but if this man dies, and the wife marries again, or that he is over-ruled by some friend, and they begin to usurp, and to alter the customs, by making new laws, and to set other rules, although they are more com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>modious, easie, pleasant, and plentiful; yet being unusual, the ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants begin to murmur, the children to complain, factions and side-taking grows, until there is a falling out, where words and blows will passe, and the estate neglected, and so wasted by cosen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>age, or sold or wasted by riot, and there is no help for it, un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lesse they change their dwelling, and take new servants that ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver were acquainted with the old, and get more children that knew not the first breeding, and another Virgin wife; thus the
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the mother, children and servants must be destroyed of the first government, and new ones for the second government. The same is for Common-wealths, for first, absolute power must be got; Secondly, all old laws must be abolished; Thirdly, strangers must come to inhabit, to settle a government; for mixt laws of old and new, will no more agree in government, then crosse humours in a private family.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Courts.</head>
<p>COurts should be a patern and an example of vertue to all the rest of the kingdom, being the ruler and chief head, to direct the body of state; but most commonly instead of clemency, justice, modesty, friendship, temperance, humility, and unity, there is faction, pride, ambition, luxury covetousnesle, hate, envy, slander, treachery, flattery, impudence, and many the like; yet they are oft-times covered with a vaile of smooth professions and protestations, which glisters like gold, when it is a copper'd tinsel: but to study Court-ship, is rather to study dissembling formality, then noble reality.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of a lawful Prince, or inhereditary Prince.</head>
<p>A Prince that is born to a just title becomes carelesse, as thinking his right to his Crown, is a sufficient warrant, or born for the loyalty of his Subjects which makes him trust the conduct of his greatest affaires to those he favours most, as thinking his care and pains a superfluity. Thus he becom's as ignorant to the affaires of his kingdom, as his subjects of his a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bilities; For few Kings know throughly the laws made by their predecessours, but what themselves make, nor the hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mours of the people, nor the strength, nor weaknesse of their kingdom; wheras an usurper dares trust none but himself, which makes him more wise in governing, more sure in keeping, knowing the condition of the kingdom better by experience, which he gets by practice, and the humors of the people. which he gets by observation, which gives him abilitie of judgement to chose fit men for proper places where otherwise he may put the asle where the fox should be, and the sheep where the Lion should be, the serpent where the dove should be, and thus mis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>placing of men in several offices, and commands, is many times the ruine of a kingdom: whereas an usurper, being a subject most commonly, knows better to command; like as a middle region knows better what is below it, then the highest region doth, so those men that are subject to Authority can see better, then when they have full power of command; but the way is so
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dangerous, as a kingdom seldom escapes from an unrecovera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble ruine.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of an Vsurper.</head>
<p>OF all Princely, and Monarchical Governours, an Usurper grows most commonly the justest, and wisest Prince, when he is once setled in his possession, unlesse fear of being dispos<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sest infects his thoughts, and so grows furious with a distempered jelousie, which brings the plague of Tyranny, breaking out in sores of cruelty, and they shall sooner want means and life, then he will industry for his safety; but otherwise, if he have so much courage to subdue his fears; he becoms an ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellent Prince; for what with his ambition to be thought bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter then his predecessor, and that the subject might not re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pine at the change, and out of a covetousnesse to keep his power, and to settle it upon his posterity, and out of a Luxurious de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sire to enjoy it peaceably, that he might reap the plenty thereof, makes him become more careful and circum spect, in executing justice, and more prudent, and industrious in making good and prositable laws, to tie the hearts of the people more firm unto him, that their love may wipe out his ill title, and thus settles his new and false authority by an insinuating Government.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Clemency makes the greatest Monarch.</head>
<p>HE is the greatest Monarch that is most beloved of the sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject, because he hath not onely the power over mens bo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dies, but over their minds; where he that is hated and feared hath only a power of the body; but the minde is a rebel, and stands out against him, thus freedom makes obedience, when bondage, and slavery, is but a forced authority, because con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent is not there, and there is more labour in Tyranny, with whip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ping the people into obedience, then the pleasure of being obeyed</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of Tyrannical Government.</head>
<p>THe most Tyrannical Government is by Armies; for whatso<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever intentions they are raised for, if they are not disbanded assoon as the work is ended, they grow mutinous; for idle time makes them corrupt one another; but if they be setled in Govern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, either to keep the people in subjection, or secure their Princes; in time they will not onely keep the people in sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jection, but become Tyrants to their Princes, or Governours: as for example, the Romans that conquered all the world, when their armies had no more work to do, they fell upon their
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Emperours, and murthered them, pulling some down, and set<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting others up; that at some times there have been three or four, and at other times none to govern the Empire, and how often, nay how few die of the Emperours of the Turks in peace, for the Janisaries whom they raised for their guard mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers them upon the least dislike, and many other examples may be given; wherefore it is as great a wonder to hear of an Army to protect their Governours, as usual to destroy them; but this comfort onely is to those that live under the power of the sword, that as they destroy their heads, so they destroy themselves; for without Government nothing can last; and there can be no Government without superiority or superiours; for there must be both authority and obedience, to make a Harmo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nical Common-wealth.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of the favour of Princes.</head>
<p>THere is no greater advantage to a Prince, then to prefer men that have the reputation, of being wise, valiant and honest, or those men that are great in alliance, or have great estates, for men of wisdom they inable their Princes, by their counsel, and men of valour they enable their Princes by execution, and ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nest men inable them by their trust, and men of alliances ina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble them by their power, and rich men help to maintain their war; but poor and mean-born men are leaches that suck in the wealth of the kingdom, and spue it forth in vanities, they bring nothing to their Prince, but hatred from the commons, through envy to those that are preferred.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>The misplacing of Honours that causeth Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bellion.</head>
<p>OUtward Honor should be the mark of inward, worthy a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward; for action proceeding from valour, and wisdom in conducting and governing, maintaining and keeping, assisting and obeying their King and Country. ButifHonour be placed by favour, and not for merit: it brings envy to those which are honoured, and hatred to the Prince, for honouring such per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sons; which envy and hate bring murmur, discontent brings war and ruin to the kingdom. But Kings should be like good husbands, that sowe their seed in fertil ground, and not in bar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ren ground, where the cost and paines will be lost, neither do they fling in their seeds in a lump, but spread them about, so Princes should divide their favours, amongst the worthiest per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sons, not to favour one, to discontent all the rest.</p>
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<head>The cause of Rebellion.</head>
<p>THere is nothing causeth rebellion so soon as the unequal living of the subject; as for a Noble man, who strives to live like his King, a Gentleman to live like a Noble man, and a Pesant, or a Citizen to live like a Gentleman; For every man living not according to their qualitie, will in short time think his quality according to his expence, which must needs make a disorder, where there is an inequalitie of degrees, and not in ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pence: for the rate of the expence must be set at the degree of the person; for when a Noble man seeth an inferiour person in as good, or better equipage then himself, it begets envy, and en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vy causeth murmur, murmur faction, faction rebellion, and the inferiour sort living at the rate of the nobler sort begets pride, pride ambition, ambition faction, faction rebellion, and thus the Nobler sort striving to keep up their dignitie, and the inferi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>our through their pride out-braves the nobler, then those of the same degrees, are tempted to live above their abilities even with their equals, thus striving to out-brave one another, they run into poverty, and being poor, they fear no losse; for ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving little to maintain life, they set it at stake, either to lose all or to get more for in civil wars all is fish that comes to net where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>as every man living in his degree, envy is abated, pride abated, luxury abated, neighbourly love and kindnesse bred and peace kept, and every one thrives in his qualitie, and grows rich by frugality, and riches beget care, care begets fear: and modest fear keeps peace.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Ceremony.</head>
<p>CEremony is rather of superstitious shew, then a substance, it lives in formality not in reality, yet it is that which keeps up the Church, and is the life of religion, it heightens and glories the power of Kings, and States, it strikes such a reverence and respect in the beholders, as it begets fear and wonder, in so much as it a mazes the spirits of men to hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miliation, and adoration, and gives such a distance as it deifies humane things; or ceremony hath such a majestical form, as it becomes a kinde of a god, for it creates such a superstition, that it is not onely served with earnest endeavours, but many times with such a fury, that oft times the observer runs into mad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nesse: but as it strikes fear, so it begets pride, yet ceremony is so necessary as without it Common-wealths would run into a confusion; for it is the officer to make way for command, and obedience, which keeps peace and creates order, which order is to place things in such manner, formes, and times.</p>
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<head>Of Councellours.</head>
<p>An idle or lazy man is unfit for a Counsellour, because he will not take so much pains to consider to the bottom of a cause.</p>
<p>And a Epicure is an unfit man for a Counsellour; for his minde is so set on his delight, as it is buried to all other thoughts.</p>
<p>And a doubtful man is an unfit man for a Counsellour, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cause he cannot resolve upon any thing.</p>
<p>And a feareful man is an unfit Counsellour, because he can ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver give a solid opinion for fear of danger. Discord in Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sel many times proves very prejudicial to a state.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Age becomes Counsel and command.</head>
<p>IT is seemly and fit for age to be in all commands, and Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cels; for that which makes a wise Privie Councellour, or States-man, is aged experience in active times, bred in obser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving, quick in conceiving, industrious in continuing, led with honesty, forced to policy, and in commands; ages gravity for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceth authority, and compels obedience by his wise conduct; wherefore those that prefer youth before age, it is to esteem the strength of the body before the strength of the brain, and if so a horse is to be preferred before a man.</p>
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<head>Of Command and order.</head>
<p>THough command is to have the first place as coming from nature or power, yet it cannot execute its power with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out order, and Ceremony; for ceremony and order are the two necessary parts of man, that uphold the natural, or powerful commands and obediences to the superiours from the inferiours; for commands and obedience make Common-wealths, which Common-wealths make contracts, which contracts make peaco, and peace makes every one to enjoy a propriety, so as they work to one and the same end, though they are several, for commands creates Ceremony, Ceremony order, and order and Ceremony give distinction, distinction gives obedience, o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bedience peace.</p>
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<head>A valiant Prince.</head>
<p>IT is a great incouragement for a Prince to be valiant, and have courage, for it makes obedience in subjects, and keeps forraigners from intruding; for let a king have many vices, if he have but that one vertue; he shall be powerful at home, and fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mous abroad, and it is not onely esteemed in princes; but in pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vate men, for a valiant man shall rest quietly, without con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trolment, when a coward shall be troubled with continual af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fronts; but I mean not a Tyrant; for tyranny is the childe of fear, not of courage; for fear makes suspition, and suspition makes false suggestions, and that brings cruelty; yet a soft na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture is in a degree of a coward in the worlds esteem; for though he hath courage to fight, yet the easinesse of his nature makes him quickly forgive, and so perhaps to put up a wrong, and the world conceives not so much the goodnesse of the nature, as apt to condemn it, for a defect of his valour; but a soft and ten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der nature shall suffer with much patience, which sheweth a greater courage then a stronger nature, which gains him much pitty, and a great deal of love, but it is onely in affliction, for there his courage is most seen, so passive courage gets love in affliction, and active courage gets praises in prosperity, it is observable, that often times a very wise man begets a fool, and a very valiant man a coward; when an indifferency shall con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinue in a race for many descentsit seems as if nature were limited, or had equal proportion of good and bad, that when she hath been prodigal to one, makes her necessitated to another, but nature is wise, for shee doth not make her favour common, because she would leave them esteemable.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Wars in general.</head>
<p>WAr as it destroys men in fight, so there are more marri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ages, and begetting of generations then in peace; next by the many and several actions it gives theames for Writers, and so produceth many books, and certainly much experience, both for actions of war and policy of state: and wars do not onely shew mens abilities but beget abilities by the experien<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces of several changes of fortune; besides, it shews the different nature of men, as the cruel, and those that are merciful, the coward and the valiant, the covetous and the liberal, or gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous, the prodigal and the provident, the slothful and the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dustrious, the noble and the base. War is the means to shew justice pietie charity, honesty, lovegenerosity, wisdom, patience, strength command, and obedience; but yet war brings Atheisme, cruelty hard-heartednesse, stubbornnesse prodigality; it corrupts youth
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women, and good manners, it destroys laws and religion, it be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gets envy, faction, revenge, theft, it brings death and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>struction to that Kingdom that hath the weaker party.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of an Army.</head>
<p>LIttle Armies cause great expences, by reason of the waste they make, when in peace every one gets his own living, by theirindustry, but when they are gathered together in a body they become idle; for an Army the State is to maintain them, by giving them money, or free quarter, which the last most com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monly takes the first place; thus an Army doth impoverish the kingdom three several wayes, first that it doth not only give pay to so many people to live idlely, unlesse it be when they fight; but to feed upon the industry of those that are not in armes; next they do not only feed upon a kingdom moderately, but make havock and spoil, destroying most commonly the very stock and store. And lastly it doth impoverish the treasury of a kingdom. which forceth the governour to lay heavy taxes upon the estates of the Gentry, and the industry of the Commons.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of the losse in Battles.</head>
<p>WHere history mentioneth battles, they make no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing to speak of a hundred thousand killed in a bat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle; but it is sooner writ, then fought; for let us imagine, fifty thousand should stand still, or forced to do so until their throats were cut, and it will take up some time, and when a man speaks of a battle, the longest is from sun rising, to sun-set. I do not mean the dayes neer the Pole; but neer the Line; for nature re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quires rest and food, and battles are to return blows as well as to receive, wherefore fighting requires time, before death, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sides the quarrel; for they do not alwayes kill so soon as they meet, neither can they fight all at once, for squadrons are five and ten men deep; besides dead bodies of horses, and men will hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der much their incounters, but some say most are killed in execution, when one party runs a way; it may be answered, that fear is very swift: &amp; oft times it gets from revenge, and I have hard a good souldier say, that thirty thousand on each side, is as much as can fight in one battle; for greater numbers make ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther confusion then an execution, but report kills more then a great Army can bury.</p>
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<head>The Situation for wars safety</head>
<p>THose Countries that are either barren or woody, or moun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainous, are seldom overcome, although they are far lesse in number, that are the defendants, then the Aassilants, which makes the defendant Commanders seem wise, valiant &amp; fortunate, when it is the Country that gives the advantage: and not altogether the men.</p>
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<head>The hazzards of War.</head>
<p>THere is nothing more hazzardous to an Army in the day of battle, then for the chief Commander to lead the van-guard; for a General should reserve himself, against such time as his ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my is opprest, for there is nothing more revives the wearied and drooping spirits in the common Souldiers, and that gives more courage then the sight of the General; besides, the office of a General is more to order, then to fight, and it is not onely the fighting that wins the battle, but wise conduct. Thus a General must not onely be known to his Soudiers to be valiant, but to be honest and wise, his courage is their trench, his wisdome is their fort, his honesty is the guard to keep them. But the ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantage in war is experienced Commanders, diligent officers, practiced Souldiers, skilful Ingineers, and scituation of place.</p>
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<head>Of a civil War.</head>
<p>THe greatest storm that shipwracks honest education, good laws, and decent customes, is civil-wars, which splits the vessel of a Common-wealth, and buries it in the waves of ruine; but civil wars may be compared to a pair of cards, which when they are made up in order, every several sute is by it self, as from one, two, and three, and soe to the tenth card, which is like the commons in several degrees, in order, and the coate cards by themselves which are the Nobles; but factions, whch are like gamesters when they play, setting life at the stake shuffle them together, intermixing the Nobles and Commons, where loyalty is shuffled from the crown, duty from Parents ten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dernesse from children, fidelity from Masters, continencies from husbands and wives, truth from friends, from justice innocen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy, charity from misery; Chance playes, and fortune draws the stakes.</p>
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<head>Of forraign War.</head>
<p>FOrraign war is necessary some times to maintain Peace at at home, it opens the vein of discontents, and lets out the hot &amp; fevourish amb tion of the minde, which otherwise would grow to a dangerous, and mad rebellion; yet it makes most commonly a kingdom weak, and thin, according as the Physick doth work; for if the purges be very strong, it makes them faint and feeble, so the successe of war makes a kingdom, ill fortune makes it lean, and weak, good fortune gives it strength, and makes it fat.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of rash Commanders.</head>
<p>A Man at his first entry into actions, ought to be very careful of shewing himself prudent, and moderate, as well as bold, and valiant, a good commander should over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come by Policy and conduct as well as by violence, and force of armies; for many a gallant army is lost through the rash<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nesse of a commander.</p>
<p>And a foolish, and negligent Commander makes his souldi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers as cowardly, as a careful Commander makes them vali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ant; But a good commander gets love of his souldiers, as find<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing his care and knowing his skill, and approved to have courage which is to be required from a commander, when those that are rash, Careless, ignorant, proud, improvident, timerous, doubtful, are to be shunned, and not to be imployed, but they are best to govern, that have noble and generous hearts, for liberality and generosity, are the nature of a god.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of being armed.</head>
<p>A Man that will go into the field unarmed: is either a des<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perate fool, or he means to run away, when it comes to his turn to fight, for a valiant man will arm his body in the day of battle, to save his life, to win an honour and reputa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of victory. But some love pleasure more then honour, and some love honour more then life.</p>
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<head>Of a General, and a Colonel, and Army.</head>
<p>A General of a hundred thousand men, sounds loud in the ears of the world; when a Captain of a Brigade, is hard<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly taken notice of, although his conduct in ordering his Brigade,
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hath been as skilful, and as prudent, and his Courage and his Onset as daring as the Generals; yet such advantages and ods hath numbers, as it makes great reckoning in the World, when the Actions of a few are never measured.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of the Power of the Sword.</head>
<p>A Sword is a valiant mans friend, he will sooner part with Life than part with it, and courts it as his Mistriss, being as industrious and studious to know the Art and use of the one, as to know the nature, disposition, and inclination of the other: for a Sword is a defender and a mantainer of his Honour, it is a strength against Dangers, a shelter for Vertue, a protection to Innocency; it is the Key that opens the Gate of Fames great Court; it humbles the Proud, it advanceth the Low and Mean to the height of a Reputation it Civilizes Nations, it environs a Common-wealth, it decides quarrels, it divides spoyls; it is the Commander of the World, it is the Conducter to all no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble and Heroick Actions; it is the Vice-gerent to death, a Guard to life; it is the Bolt of <hi>Jupiter,</hi> the Trident of <hi>Neptune,</hi> the <hi>Cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berus</hi> of <hi>Pluto;</hi> It can do more than Vertue can do, for it can com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, Vertue can only intreat or perswade; the very significa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of a Sword is great, for it signifies both Power and Justice, Command and Rule. When I speak of a Sword, I mean any thing that performs the same function and office, as to affault and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fend, which all forts of Arms will not do.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Common-wealths, or States-men.</head>
<p>THe grave formalists account good States-men those that are Tyrants, such as <hi>Cato</hi> was, who wrought the destructi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of the Roman Common-wealth; but very severe and strickt rules of Art, oft times are broken by the over powerful force of Nature, which cannot indure to be bound beyond the strenght of moderate Liberty; wherefore moderation in Government is as necessary as moderation for health; for those that restrain their Appetite too much, starve the Body, and those that give no restraint, kill it with Surfets: so likewise in a Common<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wealth, those that restrain Liberty too much, inslave it, and those that give to much Freedom, confound it, thus, either ways bring death to the Body, or ruin to the Common-wealth.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Partiality of the World.</head>
<p>OUtward Honours should be the signs of inward Worth, as Actions proceeding from valour, and wisdom in con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ducting
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and governing affairs to the best, for their Countries service: but outward honour is as all other gifts of Fortune, un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chosenly given; for the Coward, and the Fool, and the Knave, are many times crowned with Honour, when the Valiant, the Wise, and the Just, sit unregarded, and unrewarded; wherefore Pas<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sion and Erronious opinions are the two Emperours of the world.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Men.</head>
<p>Some in the dispraise of men, say that they are so opiniona<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, as they think they are able to govern the whole world, in all active affairs, although they have neither foresight nor ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perience, and that most of them are as humorsome, and as fan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tastical and inconstant, as Women, full of brags and vain glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rie, feigning themselves to be otherways than they are, as to be thought wise by postures, with ringing their heads on one side, or winking with their eys, or shrinking up their shoulders, others again by hiding their ignorance with gravity and formality; some are tedious in stuffing the ears of the hearers with Histo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry, others with controversies; some again, with long, barren, and stale tales, then whispering of secrets and dangerous Plots; some again have more courage in their words and looks, than in their hearts; and some so spruce, as they seem effeminat, and others so affectedly careless, as they are rude and seem Clow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nish; thus they put more false faces on than Women do: but sure there be many Men in the World as their wisdom makes them as petty Gods, able to mannage and govern great and dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficult affairs; and a wise man is a valiant wan, not a desperat man; a quiet man, not a quarreller; a civil man, not a dissembler; an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dustrious, not a busy man; and humble, not a flatterer; a ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerous man, not a prodigal; a prudent man, not a covetous man; a patient man, not an insensible man; a fashionable, not a spruce man, and I have heard say, that a Worthy, Honourable, and a Gal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lant man, is one that is Wise, Just, and Honest.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of Behaviour.</head>
<p>THere is nothing wins more upon the soul of men, than Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vility and Curteous behaviour; it indears more than words: for Eloquent Oratory, though it insinuates, yes it is like a Tyrant that carrys the opinions of men like Captives by force, rather than wins them by gentle perswasions, neither will it do that un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>less it be mixed with an Elegancy of delivery and Curteous be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>haviour, which is without all affectation, which Eloquence sel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom or never hath; but a free and Civil behaviour causeth af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection to run after it, it abates the pride of the proud to meet it,
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it ingentles the wild and barbarous, it softens the rigid, it be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gets compassion in the cruel, it moves pitty in misery, it begets love in prosperity, and most commonly good nature hath Civil and curteous behaviour, but the Civil and courteous have not alwaies good natures; so that it becomes verity in the own, and hypocrisy in the other, which nevertheless plcaseth, although it be a fair face to a false heart.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of Natural posture, and Words.</head>
<p>ALl natural postures have a coherence with the nature of the mind; as a man that hath high ambitious thoughts hath a proud garb, a man of great and fearless Spirit hath a resolute garb, a timorous and a fearful mind hath a fauning and crou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ching garb; a mistrustful mind, a wary land sly garb; a mind that hath few desires, a dull garb; a vain mind, a fantastical garb; a busy mind, a restless garb; a luxurious nature, a lazy garb, and so many in like kind; thus as there are several natures, so there are natural postures belonging to such minds: for if the art of breeding were not, which brings several customs, which customs are a second nature, the body would follow the humours of the mind.</p>
<p>Likewise our words are apt to run according to our Thoughts: for if our thoughts hunt after self praises, our words most com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monly are boasting, and bragging; if our thoughts hunt after de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>baucherys, our words are lascivious; if our thoughts are envi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous, our words are spightful; if proud, our words are scornful; if amorous, our words are affected and whining; if our thoughts are full of grief, our words are complaining; if angry, then our words are rayling; thus upon every subject that the Thoughts work upon, the Tongue draws forth, or spins forth thrids of dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>course.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of Youth.</head>
<p>YOuth ought to have good and grave Counsels, and solid studies to poyse them; for if the bottoms or keel of life be not ballanced, the sayls of vanity will over-turn their Ship of happiness: for it is not those light Counsels that Parents do vulgarly use to give their Children, that make them wise, as saying, Take heed of catching cold, or not eating such and such meats, or teaching them how to put off their hat, or making a Leg with a good grace, though that doth well, nor yet to keep them too hard to their studies, for it makes them most common<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly pedandick; but to send them abroad to learn to know the World, that they may know men, and manners, to see several Nations, and to observe several Natures, Customs, Laws, and
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Ceremonies, their Wars, or Contracts of Peace, thus they may come to be good Statesmen, or Commanders in War, and be able to do their Country good service, and to get to them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves honour and fame: besides, the knowledge of the world gives a satisfaction to the mind; for when they see there is a change, and misfortunes that are not to be avoyded, they will not make every little cross an affliction, but take afflictions as things necessary, and ought to be born with patience; and by this shall they live more happily, and dye more willingly.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of the breeding of Children.</head>
<p>CHildren should be taught at first, the best, plainest, and purest of their language, and the most significant words; and not, as their nurses teach them, a strange kind of gibbridge, bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken language of their own making, which is like scraps of se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral meats heapt together, or hath'd, mixt, or minced: so do they the purest of their language; as for example, when Nurses teach children to go, instead of saying go, they say do, do, and instead of saying come to me, they say tum to me, and when they new<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly come out of a sleep, and cannot well open their eyes, they do not say My Child cannot well open his, or her eyes, but my chid tant open its nies, and when they should bid them speak, they bid them peak, and when they should ask them if they will or would drink, they ask them if they will dinck, and so all the rest of their language they teach Children, is after this man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner, when it is as easy for those that learn Children to speak, and more easy for the Children to learn, plainly, and the right language, than this false language, which serves them to no use, but only takes up so much the more time to learn to speak plain, and as they should do, which time might be imployed in the understanding of sense, which is lost in words. And it is not on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly the foolish, and ill-bread nurses that speak to Children thus, but their Fathers, which many times are accounted Wisemen, and their Mothers discreet Women, which my thinks is very strange, that wise and rational men, when they talk to Children, should strive to make themselves Children in their speech, and not rather strive to make Children speak like wise men: yet such is the power of custom, that wisemen will follow it, although it be unnecessary, uneasy, and foolishly hurtful; for certainly this broken compounded and false language they teach Children, is so Imprinted in the Brains, as it can hardly be rubbed out again, and the Tongue gets such a habit of an ill and false pronuntia<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, as when they are grown to men and womens estate, their speech slows not so easy nor sweet, nor their tongue moves not so voluble nor smooth, as other ways they would. Likewise they learn them the rudest language first, as to bid them say such a one Lies, or to call them Rogues and the like names, and then
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laugh as if it were a witty jest. And as they breed them in their language, so they breed them in their sports, pastimes, or exercises, as to play with children at boe-peep, blind-man-buff, and Cocks hod, as they call them, that is, to muffle their head and eyes, and then they run about to knock their heads against the doors, posts, and tables, to break their Legs over stools, thresh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>holds, or to run into the fire, where many times they desorm themselves with the mischiefs that follow; or to hide themselves behind hangings and old cubbords, or dirty holes, or the like places, where they foul their cloaths, disaffect the Brain with stincks, and are almost chokt with durt and dust Cobwebs, and Spiders, Flys and the like getting upon them; also to role upon the ground, likewise to stand upon their heads, when dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cing might be learned with the feet, as easy as tumbling in several postures, and to stand upon the head; and is it not as ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sy to learn them to write, and read, as to build houses with Cards? they are both but making of figures, and joyning toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther; and is it not as easy to learn them the Globe, as to play at Cards? and is it not as easy to tell them of Arts and Sciences, as to tell them feigned and foolish tales of <hi>Tom Thum,</hi> and of Spi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rits, and the like, frighting them so much as makes them of ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>morous natures, and Effeminat Spirits? when Children would take as much delight in Arts and Sciences, nay more, if they were taught them at first. Likewise it were as easy, and less dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger, to teach them to valt, which is necessary for horsemen, as to climb a Pear-tree and the like; and likewise it were as ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sy to learn them to fence with a stick, or at least to hold it in a defensive posture, as to play at Cat, or Chick stone, Quaits, or the like; wherefore it is no wonder there are so few wise men, when Children are bread so foolishly; so many so unhand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>somely behaved, when Children are bred so rudely; so many Cowards, when Children are bred so fearfully; so many defor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>med, when Children are taught such dangerous, mischievous, and hurtful sports; so many false, when they are taught to tell lyes from their Cradles, as thinking it no vice, or fault in Children; and many more examples might be given of the ill breeding of Children.</p>
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<head>Of Gentlewomen that are sent to board Schools.</head>
<p>IT is dangerous to put young Women to board Schools, unless their Parents live so disorderly, as their children may grow wicked or base by their examples; for most commonly in these Schools they learn more vices than good manners; for it is a good task, for one body to breed up one child well, and as they ought to be bred, at most two or three, but it is too much for one to breed up many, as for one Woman to breed up twenty young
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Maids; it is true, they may educate their Persons, but it is a doubt whether they do, or can educate their minds; they may learn them to sing well, but it is a question whether they learn them to think well; they may learn them measures with the feet, and mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stake the measures of a good life; they may learn them to write by rule, but forget the rules of modesty.</p>
<p>For the danger is in those Schools, where a great many Gentle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>women of several Families and Births, degrees of ages, various humours, different dispositions, natures and qualities, do like several sorts of fruits, which when they are gathered and hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ped together, soon putrifie and corrupt, and some become rotten at the Coar; where if every Pear, Aple, and Plum were layd even by themselves apart, in a dry and clean place, they would be sound, wholesome, and last as long as their natures were to last: so if young Women were bred singly, carefully, and industriously one by one, there would be no danger they should learn from each other crafts, dissembling, fraud, spight, slander, or the like; besides where, there are many together of se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral dispositions, they are not only apt to catch the infection of ill qualities from each other, but many times they breed vices, which ruin themselves, fortunes, and Families, and like Mag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gets consume their Estates, or eat a hole thorough their repu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation.</p>
<p>Besides, all board Scholars of the Effeminat sex are like sale<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>meat drest at a Cooks shop, which alwaies tasts of the dripping pan or smoke; so most commonly those that are bred at Schools, have a smack of the School, at least in their behaviour, that is a constraintness; but the exercises although they are commenda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble in Women of quality, yet it is not these exercises or vertues (as they call them) in <hi>Italy,</hi> which give them good breeding, but to instruct their youth with useful knowledge, to correct their ignorance with right understanding, to settle their mind to virtue, to govern their passions by reason, to rule their unsati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able or distempered appetites with temperance, to teach them noble principles, honourable actions, modest behaviours, ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vil demeanours, to be cleanly, patient, and pious, which none can teach either by example, or instructions, or both, but those that have been nobly bred themselves.</p>
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<head>How a Gentleman ought to be bred, and spend his time.</head>
<p>A Gentleman ought to be skilful in the use of his Sword, in the manage of Horses, to Vault, to Wrastle, to Dance; the first defends his Honour and Country, the next is for Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand in Cavalry, the third makes him ready in the day of Bat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle to Horse himself, the fourth keeps him from being overcome by a Clown or Pezant; for the slights in Wrastling will over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come
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great strengths; the fifth gives his limbs a graceful moti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on. His exercises should be Masculine: for better it were to see a Gentleman shooe an Horse, than to play on the Vial, or Lute, Virginal, or any other musical instrument; for that sheweth the command Man hath over Beast. Or to carry a burthen on his back, than to sit idely at Cards or Dice: for Idleness is like the sluggish Worm, that is neither able to help nor defend it self. Or it were better see a Gentleman hew down trees, or dig in the bowels of the earth amongst minerals, than painting, or pencil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling: for that shews manly strength, command and force over the hardiest of natures works, so as it be voluntary and not sta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vish. It is more manly to be a Souldier, than a Clerk, not that a Gentleman should be rough and rude like Savages, and only to have force like a Beast; but to be like a God above all other Creatures, and to be like a God is never to be Idle, nor to be imployed but about things that tend to some useful, noble, and glorious end.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Swimming is not very useful for a Gentleman.</head>
<p>TO be skilful in Swimming brings nothing to a mans honour, it is only useful in the time of danger, and a man runs grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter hazards in the gaining that Art, than the advantage he is like to get by it, and had better adventure his life, if such a mischance should happen to be required, to swim, than to adventure it every day in the learning it: for if the Cramp take him, or the Stitch, or the Cholick, or a Weed insnarling any part of him, he is gone, and many other accidents may chance to drown him; so that swimming is more dangerous than honourably safe, and a Gen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tleman should learn first those Actions that bring Honour, then those for Safety; a man should learn first how to Assault his foe, and then to Defend himself, and Swimming is more to save his life than get a fame.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>A Gentlemans Study.</head>
<p>A Gentleman should not be ignorant, but know all the good is to be known, and the bad, or else he can hardly know what is best; yet leave the practice of the worst to the inferior: but his study should be Navigation, Fortification, Architecture, Culture, Water-works, Fire-works, and the like, which Studies are profitable to his Country, both for Strength, Plenty, and Use, which make a Kingdom flourish; for every man should, like a Bee, bring Hony to the Hive, and not, like the effeminat Drone, suck out the sweet, and idely live upon the Heroick labour of others; but to study Laws is rather to study division
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than settlement, to study Divinity is rather to study Controver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sy than salvation, to study Philosophy is to seek that they can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not find, to study History is to study Lys more than Lives, where a Gentleman should study Truth, follow Truth, and practice Ju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stice; a little Rhetorick doth well to cloath his mind in soft numbers, trim it with handsome phrases; and a Gentleman should converse with Poetry, for Poetry sweetens the nature, not softens it, to make it facil, but civilizes it, making it cour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teous, affable, and conversable, inspiring the mind with high and noble thoughts, which is the way to be inshrined in honou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable Fame; Like an Urn that keeps the ashes of the body from being scattered and lost, so Fame keeps good deeds in the Urn of the memory.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Bred with the Muses.</head>
<p>THose that are bred up with the Muses are most commonly of sweet dispositions, Civil and Courteous in their beha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viour, Pleasant and Witty in their discourse, Noble and Heroick in their actions, Free and Generous in their distributions, Grate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful for obligations, Compassionate to the miserable, and Chari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>table to the distressed.</p>
<p>But those that are born Poets are ingenuous by nature, and prone to invention, quick in apprehension, various in imagina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion or conception, their thoughts work generously, and en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertain their time constantly, and are the best Companions to life, where Fancy presents several Scenes, and Wit speaks the Prologues.</p>
<p>True Poets and natural Philosophers are rather born such, than learn'd to be such: for it is a natural Ingenuity that creates fine fancies, and produceth rational opinions.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Poetry.</head>
<p>AS for Poetry, although it sits not in the first form in Wis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doms School, nor the second, yet it sits on the third; for on the first form sits Honesty, that is to be honest for honesties sake, not out of by ends, either for profit, credit, or other respects that it brings, but out of Justice; The next is Rule or Moderation, which is to rule our actions, and moderate our appetites; for men may mean well, yet out of indiscretion may run themselves into many errors, not only in offending themselves, but in offending their neighbours, which may cause repentance, and he is the wisest man that hath least to repent by moderating the appetite; for whosoever goeth beyond the rule of Reason causeth a pain instead of a pleasure, a loathing or hate instead of a release or desire; for there is an old saying and a true, Too much of a good
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thing is stark naught. In the next place comes in Poetry, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in is included Musick and Rhetorick, which is Number and Measure, Judgement and Fancy, Imitation and Invention. It is the finest work that Nature hath made; for it animates the Spi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rits to Devotion, it fires the Spirits to Action, it begcts Love, it abates Hate, it tempers Anger, it asswageth Grief, it easeth Pain, increaseth Joy, allays Fear, and sweetens the whole life of Man, by playing so well upon the Brain, as it strikes the strings of the Heart with Delight, which makes the Heart to dance, and keeps the Mind in tune, whereby the Thoughts move equally in a round Circle, where Love sits in the midst as Mistris, and judges For if Wisdom is the way to Happiness, and Happiness lives in Delight, and Delight in the Spirits, then Poetry is a part of Wisdom, since it is a Commander of that part and Essence of Man.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>The Pastime of Wit.</head>
<p>WIT chears the Heart, refresheth the Spirits, delights the Mind, entertains the Thoughts, sweetens Melan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>choly, dresses Joy, mourns with Sorrow, pleaseth Lovers, ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuseth Falshoods, mends Faults, begs Pardon. Wit is a fine Companion, either in private Closets, full Courts, or in long Travels. Wit is neither troublesome, nor chargeable. Wit hath no bottome, but is like a perpetual Spring. Wit is the Sun of the Brain.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>The dis-esteem Youth hath of Age.</head>
<p>YOuth despiseth Age, and thinks, that because they are not full of Vanity, they have not so much Knowledge; Where Age pityeth Youth, remembring, their present Knowledge was got at the charge of their youthfull follyes: But Youth (be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieving nothing but what their present Humour leads them unto, and their undigested Brain presents unto them) saith, than an Old Brain is rotten; not comparing <hi>Nestor's</hi> Brain, which was old in Years, but sound in Judgement; and <hi>Jeroboam's</hi> Juncto, which was young in Years, and weak in Counsel. But one <hi>Ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stor's</hi> Brain is able to turn all young Brains, and make them so disty, that they shall not know what to do: For from young Counsel proceeds vain Designs, fruitless Travels, hard Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ventures, and successless Ends; but from the Counsel of the Aged, Danger is walled out, and Peace is kept within; and when they must War, they take not Fortune, but Prudence, to be their Guide; And the Errours that Youth commits, Age is fain to rectifie, though sometimes they are past remedy. So that Youth is a kind of Monster in State-affairs, which hath neither
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Head nor Tail; for they begin without Probabilities, and end in Ruins; when Age begins wisely, and ends successfully. Wherefore it is better to take Aged Men, ballanced with Wis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom, than Young Men with Empty Heads, or else a Head filled with rash Folly, or light Vanities.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>The Virtues of Age.</head>
<p>AGE is carefull, watchfull, circumspect, solid, and grave, slow, but sure; knows Business, Time, and Men; Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stant, secret, prudent, and temperate; Their Affections are placed upon Worth and Merit, and love where they should; so that Age is wise, for it makes Consideration to open the Gate, and Reason to lead the way. I speak not here of Old Men, for those can onely be called old, where Time hath made a defect in their Memory and Understanding; so that some may never come to be old, although they live long; for Age hath more power over the Body, than the Mind: But as a Woman is at the height and ripeness of her Beauty at the years of 20. so a Man is at the height and ripeness of Understanding about the years of 50. For by that time he may arrive by experience to the knowledge of attaining to be a Wise man.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>The Defects of Age.</head>
<p>AGE is covetous and griping, superstitious and fearfull, mistrustfull and jealous, testy and froward, dull and heavy, lazy and slothfull, forgetfull, and tedious in their dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>course; neither have they great affection to any thing, or for any thing.</p>
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<head>A Young Man not a Wise Man.</head>
<p>IT is as impossible for a Young Man to be a Wise Man, as for them that cannot read their A, B, C, to read any Book, or to speak before they have learnd, or to go before they have strength: For how can a Man be Wise without Knowledge; which Know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge is got by Experience, and Experience is the Child of Time. For though there may be many that live long, and know little, yet there are none, that have lived but a little while, that can know much; which is Youth: For Youth may know much for Youth, but not enough; for Knowledge consisteth in the weight and measure of things; so that a Young Man may have a little flash of Wit, but not a solid Understanding; and a Young Man may be a Hopefull Man, but not a knowing wise Man; a Young Man may be a Virtuous Man, but not a Valiant Man;
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for it will take up some time to know what true Valour is; and as Time adds to the stature, and strength of Bodies, so it gives stature, and strength of Knowledge, sound clearness of Under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>standing, which without it cannot be.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Youths virtue.</head>
<p>YOuth is bashfull, pitifull, charitable, pious, quick and nim<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, merry and lively, cleanly and neat, liberal, loving and kind: But Vanities, which are the Attendants, and Followers of Youth, in Age either come to be Vices, or else are turned away like idle Companions as they are.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>The Follyes of Youth.</head>
<p>YOuth is sudden, rash, desperate in their actions; as, to ven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture without all reason, or likelyhood; lavish and pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>digal; for their Money is too heavy for their Mind, till it be spent and their Lands trouble their way, till they be sold; they are deboyst with Women, Gaming, and Wine; they are vain and fantastical in their Fashions, Garbs, and Clothes; they are various, and unconstant; for they will love one day to madness, and the next day hate to abhorridness; they are impatient of de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>layes; for if they may not have what they would, they will hardly take it when they may; and they are so conceited, and self-loved, as they believe all love them, and admire them, when few care or think of them; then they are so credulous, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve all for truth; and so open and free, that they cannot keep counsel. So Youth loves all things that are not his, but cares for nothing that is his own.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>What becomes, or not becomes Age.</head>
<p>THere is nothing so ungratefull as to see Age to act the part of Youth, as Dancing, Singing, playing on Mu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sick, and the like; or to wear gay Ribbons, Feathers, or Clothes; or to see him Amorous and Wanton in Love; or to use any light Gestures, or Discourses, which in Youth are graces to adorn them, but in Age they are acts to deform them: But there is none so Aged, that Arms become not, so long as he can bear them, or wear his Sword; for they are the Accostments of his Courage, and Valour, the which he should never forsake; for a Valiant Man lives in Active Courage, and dyes in Passive, when he can Act no more.</p>
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<head>Of Fools.</head>
<p>THE Amorous Fool is one that sighs out Love-verses, sings Songs, and cryes at his Mistrifles Feet; complains of <hi>Cupid's</hi> Cruelty: but whosoever entertains his love, he despiseth; and whosoever despiseth him, he dyes for, and yet lives.</p>
<p>The Self-conceited Fool is one that scorns to take counsel; and doth not onely think his Fancyes the fullest wit, and his Judgement the wisest, and his Actions the regularest, but that his House, his Horse, his Dog, any thing is best; not for the Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veniencies of his House, or for the beautifull Architectures, or for the situation; or that his Horse is the strongest, or soundest, or best natur'd, or choyccst colour'd, or perfectest shaped, or fullest of spirit, or swiftest of race, or surest of foot; or that his Dog is the best Hound to hunt withall, or the best Spaniel to couch withall, or the best Grey hound to run withall, or the best Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stiff to fight withall: So that it is not for the worth, or benefit which he receives from any thing, that makes him love, or csteem of it; But he thinks whatsoever is good, pleasant, or profitable, is created so by being his.</p>
<p>The Humorsome Fool is one that doth nothing for Reason, but out of Will.</p>
<p>The Passionate Fool will be Cholerick, Jealous, Malicious, Envious, Sullen, Merry, and Loves, and Hates, and knows not why.</p>
<p>The Fearfull Fool shuns his own shadow, and is Poetical in his vain Fears, in creating Fancies of Terror, wherein he makes Life a Torment, having alwaies the pains of Death upon him.</p>
<p>The Impatient Fool is all for the present; for he thinks his Throat cut, untill he be satisfied in his desires; a day to him is as a thousand years; nor he scarce thinks of Heaven, because he enjoys it not.</p>
<p>The Luxurious Fool thinks of nothing, but to please his Senses; he knows no Compassion, he neither regards Health, Honour, nor Profit; Ease and Idleness are his dear Compani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, and his Natural Affection is Voluptuousness.</p>
<p>The Slavish Fool will do any act through Fear.</p>
<p>The Learned Fool admires, and is in love with all other Lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guages besides his own; for if he were bred with the Greek, or Hebrew, which are counted the most significant, he would pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer Low Dutch, which hath the least Compass, before it. He is one that is Proud, in being acquainted with several Authors; although his Acquaintance oppresseth his Memory, smothers his Judgement by the multitude of Opinions, kils his Health by his study, destroys, his Natural Wit by the transplantings and in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>graftings of what he reads. Then he is so bound up to Rules, as he gives himself no reasonable Liberty.</p>
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The Talkative Fool loves not to hear any body speak but himself, neither will he let them; for he speaks so fast, as he permits not, nor gives room for any other to take place; in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>somuch, as what with his loud, fast, and tedious discourse, he will make his Hearers deaf.</p>
<p>The Superstitious Fool is an Observer of Times, Postures, Figures, Noyses, Accidents, and Dreams, and many such like. As for Times, they will not begin a Journey, or marry, or buy Land, or build, or begin any work, but on such Days as appear to be lucky. For Dreams, if they dream their Teeth fall out of their head, or of Flowers, or Gardens, or of any thing green, or the like, or to see their Faces in a Glass, or to fall from a Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cipice, or being at Weddings, they think it Fatal. For Noyses, the howling of Dogs, the croaking of Ravens, the singing of Crickets, the skreeching of Owls. For Accidents, the bleeding three drops at the Nose, Iron molds, the Right Eye itching, Salt falling to them. For Postures, or Figures; as a Hare to run cross them, or to stumble at the Door. Insomuch as they never enjoy any present Recreation, for fear of an evil Accident.</p>
<p>The Venturous Fool thinks all desperate Actions honourable Valour; as to go into the Field for Battel unarmed, or to wear something as a mark for the Enemy to shoot at, or to give the Enemy any advantage; Where the Honour of the Valiant is, to beat, and not to be beaten; For he is a Fool that will give his Enemy ground. And others think it a Valour to leap over Hedges, and Ditches, and Gates, to jump over dangerous places, to swim, or make their Horses swim over large, great, and deep Rivers; or to try Experiments upon themselves; and all to no purpose, but to shew what they dare do. Whereas true Valour will do none of these Actions, unless it be upon strong necessities; as to avoyd and hinder a great danger: but Fools have neither Foresight to prevent, nor Judgement to choose, nor Patience to suffer; neither will they take any example, to avoyd either In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>convenience, or Danger; they run blindfold into all Actions, (and as the Proverb saith, <hi>They leap before they look</hi>) and stumble at Straws; and either they so trouble themselves with what may come, as they never enjoy the present, or they consider the fu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture time so little, as they are destroyed before they are aware. But as Fools make all things worse than they are, in not giving them the right use: so Wise Men prevent Evils by their fore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sight, mend what is bad, shun Danger, and what cannot be avoyded, they bear with Patience.</p>
<p>I have heard say, that <hi>the World is as one great Fool, in which, say some, the Wise, though there be very few, are buried in the Rubbish of Fools, without Monuments.</hi> But that saying is both foolish, and unjust, as to Condemn all, because there is Folly in the most: But Envy and Malice may bark, yet they cannot bite; therefore the Wise live in Renown, when Fools shall be scattered as Dust before the Wind.</p>
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The Busy Fool is one that had rather break his head at his Neighbours door, than keep it whole at home; he strives to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cide all petty Quarrels, wherein he is sure to get the hatred of one side, if not both; he is the Hackney for News, lading him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>self at the Posthouse, and disburthening himself to all he meets; he is more concerned with a forein Embassador, though he hath no use of him than the Embassador is with his Embassages; he never faileth Sessions, and Assizes, nor Executions; he riseth early, he eats hastily, walks fast, goeth to Bed late; and his Thoughts beat quicker than a Feaverish Pulse; full of vain De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>signs; offers his service to all, although he is not able to do any; he strives to know all things, and takes not time to learn any thing; he makes himself his greatest Enemy.</p>
<p>The Vain-glorious Fool is one that sets himself to the most publick view; and if he hath any Estate, he spends it in vain Entertainment; he seems to despise those things he covets most; he reads his Letters in the Streets, as he rides, or walks, to have the People think he is a Man of great business, although they be Letters of his own writing; he makes his Horse pranse at a fair Ladies door, or walks by, and looks up often, as if he had some Interest there, when the Lady knows him not, or would despise him if she did; When any one visits him, he calls for his Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant, asking where his people are, complains they are never at home to wait, when the most he hath is but a Lacquey and a Groom. Sometimes he will pull out his Handkerchief, as for use, and two or three pieces of Gold shall come forth with it, and scatter on the Ground, as if his Pockets were full, when he laid those Pieces there of purpose; and when he reads a Letter of News that he hath borrowed, he will take out as many more as will sill a Bag; that he may be thought a man of great business. He is like Alchimy, that makes a great shew, but hath little worth.</p>
<p>The Exceptious Fool is one that thinks that all which is said, or was meant, is against him; he hates whispering or laughing in any besides himself, and is jealous of all men; he is as a Troubled Water, where no Beast will drink.</p>
<p>The Cautious Fool is alwaies considering, but never re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>solving.</p>
<p>The Credulous and Incredulous, the one believes against all Reason, the other will believe no Reason at all.</p>
<p>The Facile Fool can deny nothing; he will promise that he knows not how to perform; he followeth not Good, because it is best; nor shuns Evil, because it is worst; for he followeth as Perswasion leads, not as Reason guides.</p>
<p>The Inconstant Fool is one shuns all things which he knows; he will be a Friend to death for a day, and the next as great an Enemy; he hath no settlement, neither for his Soul, Body, nor Estate; he hath more several Colours than the Camelion, and more Shapes than <hi>Proteus;</hi> he is as a Labyrinth, where none can find a sure way.</p>
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The Impertinent Fool is alwaies asking such questions as can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not be resolved; offers his service where there is no occasion, or use of it; requesting those things that cannot be granted; so as he will neither by denyed, resolved, nor counselled.</p>
<p>The Prodigal Fool is like a weak Stomack, that whatsoever it receives, it casts forth; which makes his Purse like his Body, to dye of a Consumption.</p>
<p>The Extravagant is like the Prodigal, onely his way is more various.</p>
<p>The Kind, Fond, and Tender-hearted Fool, is one that will promise, or part with any thing that he hath for the present, but repents himself as soon as he hath done; he embraceth all things, but flings them away before he knoweth what he had; his Heart is softned with sudden pity, but is hardned with little time; so that it is variety of Objects that makes that Passion work.</p>
<p>The Affected Fool is one that speaks alwaies in phrases, and proportions the distance of Time between his words; his Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance, and his Discourses, with several postures of his Face, and his Hand, are like the Vane, or Weather-cock of a House, which is alwaies in motion; and for its Garb, it is either so loose, as if there were a solution of his Joynts, or else so stiff, as if he had no Joynts at all; he neither eats, drinks, sits, walks, speaks, sleeps, or any Natural Act, but he doth it in a particular, and Artificial form.</p>
<p>The Fantastical Fool is wedded to strange singularities.</p>
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<head>Men ought not to strive for Superiority with Women.</head>
<p>HEE is either a Fool, or a Coward, that strives for the preheminency with a Woman; a Coward, because he domineers over Weakness; a Fool, to dispute with Ignorance. For Men should use Women as Nurses do Chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dren, strive to please, and yield to them in all things, but what will do them harm: As not to suffer them to degrade themselves of their Honours by their Wantonnes, or to spend their Estate by heir Vanity, or destroy their Health by their ill orders; but strive to delight them, giving them Liberty in all Honourable and Honest Recreations, in moderate Expences, and harmless Vanities: But he that strives with his Wife, to win the Breeches, would have never had the wit to have fought the Battels of <hi>Caesar.</hi> For a Gallant Man will never strive for the Breeches with his Wife, but present her with the whole Suit, as Doublet, Breeches, and Cloak, and all the Appurtenances thereunto, and leave himself onely his Sword to protect her. It is more honour for a Man to be led Captive by a Woman, than to contend by resistance; for a Man can receive no dishonour to be taken Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>soner by the Effeminat Sex; for where a Gallant Man strives
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to beat off other Shackles, with Courage to overpower it, yet he willingly yields to the Effeminat Bands, and takes them as Wreaths of Flowers, rather than Chains of Slavery. But the pure true Gentry comes from Merit, from whence proceeds all Noble and Heroick Actions.</p>
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<head>Of Women.</head>
<p>SOme it their Praises of Women, say, they never speak but their words are too many in number for the weight of the sense; besides, the ground of their Discourse is impertinent, as Enquiries, who dined, and who supped at such a Table; what Looks, Words, and Actions, past amongst the Company; what Addresses such a Man made to such a Woman, and what En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>couragement they receiv'd in their Courtships; then, who was at Court, who at Church; or slandering, or defaming one an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>other; or bragging of themselves, what Clothes they have, or will have, what Coaches, or Lacqueys, what Love servants they have, or may have; what Men are like to dye for Love of them; what Feast they made for such a Company, who took them out to dance at such a Ball, who usher'd them out of Church, and who they saw there, and not what they heard there; and for their Pastimes, say, they are seldome at home, unless it be to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive Visits. Neither are they pleased with the Company of their own Sex; for if there be no Man amongst them, they are very dull, and as mute as one would wish; unless it be at a Gos<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sipping, where a Cup of good Liquor runs about: But if a Man be amongst them, of what Condition soever, but especially a vain Young Man, then their Pipes are set to the highest note, and with such ridiculous Laughter, as they seem neither to stand, or sit still; or they are dancing, playing, and toying with every thing: But in their grave Discourse they set their Countenance, and twinkle with their Eyes; and contract their Mouth in a round Compass, and speak their Words finely, and they that are not Handsom, as few Women think but that they are; Or if they be in Years, they strive to be thought Wits, and all their Discourse is of Love, justifying Loving Friendships by the Conversation of Souls. Some of the Graver sort run into State Affairs, and pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tend to be Politicks thereof: Others pretend to be learned in Divinity, and talk of Predestination, and Free-will, and Tran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>substantiation, and the like; and others pretend to Devotion, repeating of Scriptures, when, say they, the Thoughts, are Amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rously affected, as those who discourse wildly: Therefore, say they, it is no marvel if the Men be so prevalent in their Amorous Assaults, since the Women do so easily yield; nay, say they, they do more than yield, for they invite the Enemy to betray themselves. But these censuring Persons judge too rigorously, for the Faults of a few ought not to brand and condemn the
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whole Sex; for surely there are numbers of worthy and ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nourable Women, in not onely seeming Chast, but being Chast; and know their Countenance must be modest, their Behaviour grave, their Discourse rather enclining to Silence than to Talk, Curteous, but not Familiar; their state must be rather above their Quality than beneath it, rather Proud than Humble, for too much Humility breeds Contempt. Besides, there are those that are Patient, Pious, Trusty, Tractable to Virtue, Thristy, Fashionable, Constant, both Maids and Wives.</p>
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<head>Of Bawds.</head>
<p>BAwds do, like the <hi>Indians,</hi> that pick out the fairest and best shap'd of their Prisoners that they take in the Wars, feed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing them fat like Beasts, to offer to their Gods as Sacri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fice; So Bawds choose the youngest and fairest Women, and cherish them with the choycest and best kind of Diet, to fatten them, that they may be in good plight; and likewise garnishing them forth with rich Clothes, like sacrificing Garlands, that they may be more acceptable to their Gods, which are Whore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>masters, that their Reward may be more; And many times they are brought to the slaughter of Honour, and Honesty, with Mu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sick, and Minstrels, as the others are to the Altars; and the Fire of Lust destroys the one, as the Vestal Fire doth the other: so that Bawds are the Priests that sacrifice Chastity, Honesty, and Honour; and they preach Flattery, to perswade and delude their Flock; the Text is Variety, and the Application Pleasure; their God is <hi>Cupid,</hi> and their Goddess <hi>Venus,</hi> to whom they direct their Prayers; the Pope, or Head of their Church, is Mammon, the God of Money.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of the Dissembling of Women.</head>
<p>ALL Women are a kind of Mountebanks; for they would make the World believe they are better than they are; and they do all they can to draw Company; and their Allure<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments is their Dressing, Singing, Dancing, Painting, and the like; and when Men are catcht, they laugh to see what Fools they were, to be taken with such Toyes: for Womens ends are onely to make Men profess, and protest, lye and forswear them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves in the admiration of them; for a Womans onely de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>light is to be flatter'd of Men; for they care not whether they love truly, or speak falsly, so they profess earnestly.</p>
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<head>Of Chastity.</head>
<p>THose Women that are Covetous of Gain, or Ambitious of Titles of Honour, or Amorous of Nature, or have been bred by ill Examples, are easily perswaded to loose and unchast Actions; But those Women that consider the Worth and Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour that Chastity brings to themselves, and their Families, are never corrupted; for they account it more Honour to dye a Martyr to Chastity, than to be Empress of the whole World by Wantonness: But Nature gives a Chast Mind, and a Virtuous Education, an Honest Life; But Women that are Incontinent are the most foulest and falsest Creatures of all Natures Works; But those that are Continent, are like what we imagine the nature of Angels to be, that is, Incorruptible.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>The Liberty of Women.</head>
<p>IN some Nations, Women have much more Liberty than in others; As for example, <hi>France, England,</hi> the seventeen Provinces, <hi>Germany,</hi> and others, have more Freedome than <hi>Turky, Italy, Spain;</hi> not that those Nations are less sensible of the honour of Constancy in that Sex than the others, but that they are more confident of their Virtue and Chastity; Or else, wisely considering, Restraint is but a Whetstone to Appetite; For most Travellers confirm, that those Countryes that have most Restraint, have least Chastity. The <hi>Lacedemonians</hi> may be an Example, who gave leave by their Laws, that any Man of their Nation might enjoy any Woman he fancyed; and not onely so, but the Young Women and Men danced uncloathed in publick Theaters; yet so Modest and Chast they were, that for many hundred years there was hardly known an Adultery committed. So that it is neither the freedome of Choyce, or Fashion, or Bodies, that infect one another, but the Mind, which is disorderly educated: For Nature would be Chast, if Educa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion were Honest, which is, to instruct Youth with Noble Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciples, and Profitable Rules, and to let them know how beneficial and necessary Justice and Propriety is to the orderly Life of Man; and so to breed them with Sense and Reason, Knowledge and Understanding, or else Liberty is dangerous, especially a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongst the Effeminat Sex, if they be not ballanced with wise Admonitions, to make them swim steddy and even through the World, that the over-large Sails of Ambition may not overturn them, nor the Whirlwind of Evil Perswasions may not swallow them, nor to be lost in the dark Nights of Ignorance: but let the bright Star of Knowledge light them, and the Needle of Under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>standing direct them. But the greatest Storms that shipwrack
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honest Education, is Civil Wars; for Civil Wars corrupt good Manners, especially Women that are Self admirers, which makes them believe their own Praises, and yield to Flattery, the Murtherer of Chastity; for Insinuating Deceit is most power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full in Civil Diffention, both in Private Families, and Publick Commonwealths.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Courtships.</head>
<p>IT is a sign a Lover grows weary of his Mistris, when he begins to give her good and virtuous Counsel; as if a Man, that hath had enough of his Mistris, should perswade her to go into a Nunnery; and to go into a Nunnery, when a Woman is Old, is like those that go into an Hospital, when they are ready to fall in pieces with the Pox; for to be Old is the Pox of Time, as the other is the Pox of the Bones, for they are both full of Pain, and decay of Nature; for Time and Disorder works the same effects; for as Time wears out the Body, so Disorder tears out the Body.</p>
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<head>Of Adulteries.</head>
<p>IN Marriage it is far worse, and more Inconveniencies come by the disobedience of the Wife, and her Adulteries, than the Husband. For first, she dishonours her self, insomuch as her Company is an Aspersion to all honest Women that frequent therein, which makes the Chast to shun her Society. Next, she is a dishonour to the Family from whence she sprung, and makes the World suspect the Chastity of her Mother; for there is an old saying, <hi>Cat will after kind:</hi> thus we see that the World is apt to judge from the Original. The third dishonour is to their Children; for were they never so Beautifull, and Virtuous, yet Families of Honour refuse to match with them, unless they bring great advantage by their Wealth; and then none will receive them into their Stock, but those whom Poverty hath eaten up; for the disgrace is like the Leprosy, never to be cured; and it infects the whole Posterity, and it gives Spots to the Family it is joyned with. The fourth and last dishonour is to the Husband; for let a Husband of a dishonest Wife be never so worthy a Man, yet her Follyes shall lessen the Esteem of his Merits to the ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerality of the World; Although he have a great Valour, a flowing Generosity, a sound Judgement, a fine Wit, and an ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nest Mind; well bred, Beautifull, Rich, Honourable, yet the vulgar part of the World will point at him, as a Fool, a Coward; and all they can think to be bad in a Man; nay those excellent Virtues of Nature and Education, shall be dimm'd, and lose their Gloss even to the Wife, although it be unjust to mis-prize
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one for the fault of the other: Yet such is the nature of the World, as they will censure by what they can mistrust, as well as that they can assuredly know, and think that some Defects undivulged lye hid, which makes her prefer another in her Af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fections before him; and any thing that is despised, seems poor and inferiour at the first blush, unless they meet with them that value things as they are, and not as they seem, which few do; for the most part of the World regard more the outside than the inside, and are carried away more by the shew than the substance; which makes so many mistake, that they despise what they should admire, and love what they should hate, and hate what they should love. This is the reason that Gallant, Worthy, and Wise Men are dishonoured by their dishonest Wives. Besides the Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>honour, the Inconveniencies are many; First, it abolisheth all lawfull and right Inheritance; for the Child that is born in Wedlock, although begot by another Man, shall inherit the Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bands Estate, although it be known to be another Mans, by our Laws. Next, for the abuses of Industry; as for the profit and pain of his Labour to go to a Stranger. Thirdly, for the weakning of Natural Affection; for a Man that mistrusts that all are not his own, makes him not love any, because he cannot guesse which are his; rather, he hates all, for fear he should love him that brings him Dishonour, and Discontent; or at least set the Parents upon the Wrack, with Fear and Grief, as afraid to mistake their own, and grieve that their own may have too little Affection from them. Thence it takes away the tenderness of Affection from the Parents, and neglects and rigour to their Children; it makes disobedience from Children to their Parents, for the disgrace and wrong they receive; so that Suspicion is become the Master of the House, and Shame the Mistris, Unthankfulness the Steward, and nothing is entertained but Discontents.</p>
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<head>Adulteries of Men.</head>
<p>THE like Dishonour and Inconvenience comes not by Adul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tery of the Husband, as the Wife; for the Children re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive no dishonour by the Fathers Liberty, nor the Wife very much; for the worst that can be thought, is, that she is not so pleasing to her Husband, either in her Person, or in her Humour. Nay, it begets rather a greater Luster to her Merits, and sets off her Virtues more to her Advantage; as, to shew her Fortitude in Patience, her Constancy in Chastity, her Love in her Obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence; which the World taking notice of, pities her hard For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune in an unkind Husband; and Pity proceeds rather from Love than Scorn, and gives the Dishonour to the Husband for his Inconstancies, and not a Disgrace to the Wife in being for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>saken; if she have an approved Virtue, knowing it is Facility in being subject to change, not her want of Merit, but the In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conveniencies
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that come thereon; it is ruine to a Mans Estate, for Concubines are chargeable, for Women are won oftner by Gifts, than for pure Affection: For though Affection sueth often, it speeds but seldome, when Gifts commonly prevail; and besides, Charges is multiplyed by their increase, the next is apt to corrupt Noble Natures, by the practice of Dissembling, and Flattery of the Enamoured, to grow False and Deceitfull to all other, for Custome is a Second Nature: Then this Amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous Love hinders all Business, and Affairs of the World; so that it is not onely wasting his present Estate, but makes him un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>capable of raising another; for although all Lovers are most Ingenious and Industrious to obtain their Beloved, yet to all other things of the World they are as dead. Next, as he is un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>profitable for himself, so he is not profitable for the Common<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wealth; for he that hath his Mind full of Women, can have no room for any thing else; besides, his Heart is in his Mistrisses Breast: This kind of Love effeminates and degrades a Man of his Valour to all, but for his Mistrisses Love, witness <hi>Mark An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thony.</hi> I mean not all those that are affected to Women; for Moderate Love gives an Edge to Valour: but those that are swallowed up, and become wholly Lovers to be precise in <hi>Cupid's</hi> Temple, and are alwaies praying to their Mistris their Deity: but their Goddess doth not alwaies hear their Prayers, which makes them go home to their Melancholy Wives.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Jealousie.</head>
<p>JEalousie in the Married Estate, is the Curse of Mankind, it makes a Confusion; and where there is Jealousie, there can be no Union: but it is not onely the Inconstant Life that makes Jealousies, but the Indiscretion betwixt a Married Pair; for Indiscretion will raise up such Jealousies, although the Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band and Wife be very honest, and true to the Wedlock Bed, as many times causeth a Divorce, or at least such a Disquietness, as to make Home unpleasant: But where the Marriage is so for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunate, as their Humours agree, it is the happyest and the sweetest Life; they lessen one anothers Grief, and increase one anothers Joy; the very Noyse of their Children is Musick to their Ears; Industry and Labour is a Recreation; to increase their Store is their Happiness; their House is their Heaven, and in So<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciety are as Gods, to live in Peace.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Husbands are Nurses.</head>
<p>ALL Married Men are but Nurses; for all Nurses tend Children, in taking care they should not fall and hurt themselves, and to feed and cloath them, and to teach them to go,
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and to guard them from harm: So Husbands provide for their Wives maintenance by their Industry, guard them and protect them by their Valour, instruct and teach them by their Wisdom, lest they should fall into Indiscretions: But Marriage most com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monly knocks all quick Spirits on the Head, and buries all Wit and Mirth, giving Life onely to Care and Trouble.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>To Cry on ones Wedding Day.</head>
<p>CRying on ones Wedding Day is like a King that begins his Reign in Blood; and although he may prove full of Cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mency, yet it is a sign he will be a Tyrant all his Reign after: So Women may be happy after Bridal Tears, yet it prognosticates but a Cloudy Life.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of Marriage.</head>
<p>THE Cause why there be so many Unhappy Marriages, is in the unequal Matches; and the fault is in the Parents not breeding their Children according to their Quality, or Estates; for some, their Breeding is too high for their Estates, and others too low for their Estates, and Qualities, and Degrees; For some, though they have great Estates, yet will bring up their Children in Dirt and Rags, and Keep them short of Means, and so much under their Power, as when they come to be Masters of an Estate, and Family, and not knowing before the use of Goods and Liberty, they become Prodigal Spendthrifts, and Inconstant Husbands, in not being acquainted enough with the Vanities of the World, to despise them for the World; and Vanities, the more they be known, the less they are admired, loved, or re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>garded. Others again, that are of a high Degree, and having low Fortunes, think to humble their Children by their breeding, to make their Minds agree with their Fortunes, and leave them to the Conversation of mean and mechanick People, as Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants, and the like; whereby they can learn nothing that is No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, and Honourable, but Sharking, Swearing, Drinking, Ly<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, rude in their Behaviour, russ in their Conversation, mean in their Practices; when most commonly the Son marries the Chamber-maid, and the Daughter the Serving man, not know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the difference of better Company: but finding their Errour afterwards, it most commonly makes them Unhappy all the rest of their Lives, and repining at the Advantages that they thought hey had lost, and might have had; for Time brings Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sideration, and Consideration many times Repentance, to think with themselves how they might have advanced their Estates by their Marriages, and what Inequality there is in their Births, making them despise their Choyce; so as they run into two ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tremes;
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the First, in being over-fond, in marrying so soon, and unequally, and after, having so much, as they regard nothing, or please themselves with any thing that is at home, so as they seek what is to be found abroad to divert their Discontentments, and so become Wanderers, thinking thereby to shun or cast off their former Follyes; which the more they look back on, the ostner they repent of. Others again, through Carelesness, make their Children fall into the same Errours, not instructing them with Noble and Honourable Principles, but suffering them to run about into every Dirty Office, where the young Master must learn to drink and play at Cards with the Kitchin-Boy, and learn to kiss his Mothers Dirty Maid for a Mess of Cream. The Daughters are danced upon the Knec of every Clown and Serving Man, and hear them talk scurrilous to their Maids, which is their Complement of Wooing; and then dancing <hi>Sellingers<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>Round</hi> with them in <hi>Christmas</hi> time, and many other such things, which makes them become like unto like; and their Parents think no harm in it, because they are young: And some say by ill example; For when Children see their Parents to do not well, and disagree, they think it Warrant enough for them to do the same. And others breed their Children at that high rate, that it ruins their Estates, or at least hinders the increase so, as by their Decay', or not raising their Estate, they cannot match them so high as their Breeding requires; which makes them to leave them with Low Fortunes, and High Minds, which can never agree. Neither will they own any thing that is not above them, but despise even that which is equal to them in every thing, unless their Breeding be not so, Or where there is a despising or scorn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing between Man and Wife, there will be alwaies a Neglect, and a Disagreement: yet of the two, there comes less Inconveniency in the High Breeding than in the Low and Mean; for the first, though it breeds Pride, yet it shuts out Baseness, and begets No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble Thoughts, and Honourable Qualities; and the other begets mean Thoughts, base Qualities, and disordered and foolish Pas<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sions and Affections: and whatsoever is rooted in the young and tender years, is seldome stubbed up with Age; but if it be, it is with great Difficulty and Labour. So that Children, according to their Estates, Conditions, and Degrees, must be bred with Plenty without Prodigality; with Respect, not with a Neglect, nor too much Observance; their Discourse to them Wise and Solid, not Idle and Foolish; their Recreations Seasonable and Suitable, not Extravagant and Wild; they must rather Animate their Spirits than Deject them, and not to fill them with too much Art, for fear of spoyling their Natural Parts.</p>
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<div type="section">
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<head>Of Marriage.</head>
<p>MEN have three several Strings to tye the Knot of Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riage; first, Conscience, or Religion; next, Nature; the third, Gratitude.</p>
<p>First, There is no Religion in the World that makes not Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riage Sacred; and in Christian Religion they are a Consecrated Pair, wherein they are commanded to leave all others, and live together, and love each other; and for Nature, there is no such relation betwixt any of her Works, as to make a perfect Friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ship, as between Man and Wife; all other Friendships are as it were Forced, or Artificial, and not Natural; for Man and Wife are like one Root, or Body, that whatsoever toucheth the one, is truly sensible to the other; nay, so as it is the same Joy and Grief. Then for Gratitude, the Man ought to love his Wife, not because she is as his Servant, in being Overseer in the Houshold affairs, or in nursing up his Children, and the Care and Fear of them, or in being sick or ill in the breeding of them: but the Horrid Pain in bringing them forth into the World, and the Danger they pass through, which is more hazardous to every particular Woman, than to every particular Man in Battel. Then for the Weal publick, which is as the great Wheel in a Clock, so every private Family is as the little Wheel for the Weal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>publick; if a Man and his Wife disagree, which is want of Af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection, then their Children, when they are grown up, begin to grow Factious, some siding with the Mother against the Father, and others with the Father against the Mother; which Custome will make them grow Factious in the Weal-publick, as well as in the Weal-private.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Marriages.</head>
<p>THose Marriages are commonly more happy, which are made out of Interest, than those that marry for Fancy; for Interest is like Brass which is ingraven, and Fancy is like printed Wax; the first never alters except it be broke by ill fortune, when the other is destroyed with a warm breath. But those that marry below their Quality, give Respect and Repu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation to those they marry, but take it from themselves.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Married Wifes.</head>
<p>A Woman ought to please her Husband to the uttermost of her power, as to humour all his honest Delights, not onely in Actions beseeming her Sex, but those are forbidden Women
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by the Laws of Modesty, and ought to be strictly kept at all times of their lives, but when they serve to maintain their Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bands Affection, and keeping their Husbands Affection from running to others unlawfully, from whence proceeds not onely a Disturbance in their Families, and a Ruin of their Estates, bat a Disturbance and Ruin to many Families by Adulteries, which Adulteries cause Jealousies, Jealousies make Malice, Malice Revenge, Revenge Murther; so to avoyd these, a Woman may Game, Fence, Ride, Vaut, Run, Wrestle, Leap, Swim, or any the like Actions, which are onely accounted Actions fit for Men, if their Husbands should take Delight in them, to have them Companions in all their Exercises, and Pastimes. But it is Time and Occasion that makes most things Good or Bad: For ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample, it were a horrid thing, and against Nature, and all Civil Laws, for Children and Parents, Brethren and Neighbours, and Acquaintance, to kill one another, although their Offences to each other were very hainous; but when the King of chief Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gistrate in a Commonwealth commands it, as they do to those that are of their side in a Civil War, then it is not onely War<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rantable, but it is accounted Sacred and Divine; because nothing pleaseth Divinity more than obedience to Magistrates, and Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture loves Peace, although she hath made all things to War upon one another; so that Custome and the Law make the same thing Civil or Pious, Just or Unjust.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of a second Wife.</head>
<p>IT is to be observed, that when a second Wife comes into a Family, all the former Children, or old Servants, are apt to be Factious, and do foment Suspicions against her, making ill Constructions of all her Actions; were they never so well, and innocently meant, yet they shall be ill taken, and all that they hinder her of, although it do them no good, but what is gotten from her, they think themselves enriched, not so much by what they get, but by what she loseth, or hath not.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Civility from Men due to Women.</head>
<p>COmplements from Men to Women are as a Tribute due to Womenkind; for Women, fearing they should not be so Nobel Creatures as Men, are apt to be out of Countenance, as mistrusting some Imperfectness in themselves; wherefore Men of Noble Natures are willing to help the Weak, and therefore ought to give our Sex Confidence by their Praises, and therefore should be civil to Women, in having as tender a Regard to them as to Children; for though Women be not so Innocent, yet they are as Powerless; and it is the part of a Noble Heroick Nature
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to strive to oblige the Weak; and it is better to be used with Cruelty than Scorn, or a rude Kindness.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>The Ridiculous Malice amongst Mankind.</head>
<p>SO Ridiculously Foolish, or so Maliciously Envious is Man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kind, as one would think Nature was either Defective, or else full of Malignity, when she made him. As for example, If a Man love his Wife with a clear and constant Affection, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jecting the Amorous Allurements of other Women for her sake, finding all in his Wife that he can wish, or at least desires no more than what he enjoys, and is best pleased to live a life of quiet at home, ruling his Family with Love and Obedience, thinking it more wise to enjoy the World thus, than to trouble himself with those Affairs of the World which neither bring him Ease, Peace, nor Profit; but if he must act several parts upon the Stage of the World, to which he is forced either by Honour or Necessity, not by Choyce, this Man shall be thought either an Uxorious Man, or a Fool, or a Madman, either to give himself over to various and voluptuous Delights, or to deliver up not onely his Person and Estate, but his Reason and Liberty, to the humours and will of his Wife; As if a Man when he gives his Child a Hobby<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>horse, because he lets his Child do so and so in many like Causes, and if the Child desire to go abroad, the Father desires to please his Child, when it hinders not more potent Affairs; thus if he doth not cross his Child in every thing, but is well content to please and humour him in harmless things, he is thought too fond and indulgent a Father to his Child: just so is a Husband condemned if he humours and pleaseth his Wife in letting her have her will in honest, and not in dishonourable Recreations. But what Gallant Man will not favour the Female Sex? nay, what Gallant Man will not condescend to all their Desires, and seek and invent waies to please them, so far as Honour will give them leave? And shall a Man despise, and cross, and neglect his Wife because she is his own, lawfully joyned and united? Shall it be more Dishonour for a Man to love his Wife, than another Mans Wife? Shall a Man be accounted a Fool because he is ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nest to Wedlock? because he is kind to his own Wife? Was <hi>Augustus Caesar</hi> less Wife because he loved? or <hi>Pompey</hi> less Valiant because he loved? <hi>Salomon</hi> may be said to be less Pious towards God through the great Love he bore to <hi>Pharoah's</hi> Daughter, which was his first, and dearly beloved Wife, yet he was not less Wise in respect of the World. But Men seek for that abroad, whereof they have better at home, and the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>satiable Desire of Mankind makes them search for what is never to be found: But where Nature gives a Satisfactory Mind, she gives a Happy Life; and what can we imagin the Joys of Heaven, but a stint to our wandring Desires; therefore those that are
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most fixt, are nearer Heaven; and he is the Wisest, that is nearest to Unity; and those that are most united, are likest to a God.</p>
<p>But where Discord happens, Hell is resemb'ed, and harsh, haughty, and not insulting Natures, are composed like Devils; and <hi>Caesar</hi> shewed himself a Fool in nothing but in quitting his Guard, and not hearkning to his Wife, which was to shew his Courage, and to let the World see he durst go unarmed, singly alone as it were, and his freedom from the chains of fond Af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection; thus quitting Prudence and Love, he dyed too violent a Death. And <hi>Seianus</hi> quitting the Affection towards his Wife, and placing it upon <hi>Julian,</hi> raised such a Jealousie in <hi>Tyberius,</hi> as it cost him his Life, otherwise he might have ruled the Empire, and so the most part of the World. Thus <hi>Anthony's</hi> leaving his Wife for the love of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> lost him the third part of the World. Neither are the Counsels of a Wife alwaies to be de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>spised, if all were honest, nor to be lockt from the private Affairs of her Husband; <hi>Portia</hi> was able to keep a Secret, and was of <hi>Brutus</hi> her Husbands Confedenacy, though not Actually, yet Concealing; And if Caesar had condescended to his Wives Perswasion, he had not gone to the Senate that day; and who knows but the next might have discovered the Conspiracy? and numberless of the like Examples might be given. Besides, it is to be observed, where the Husband and Wife disagree, their Family is in disorder, their Estates go to decay, Jealousies arise, which cause Discords, from whence proceeds a discontented and unhappy Life; And where the Husband and Wife are united in Minds, as well as in Body. all prospers; and most commonly Ease and Plenty crown that Family, Industry is their Recreation, Peace is their Joy, Love is their Happiness: for a kind Husband makes an obedient Wife, dutifull Children, faithfull Servants; for a Wise Man rules his Family with gentle, kind, and sea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sonable Perswasions, with honest and sincere Actions, with gratefull and just Rewards; and Kindness, and Constant Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures, work hard and obeisant Natures to be more pliant and facile; for Kindness melts hardest Hearts, and makes them flexible to form them as they please; where Cruelty or Severity hardens them so much, as they will rather break than bend. And if the Rational part of the World would but consider what Fe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>licity there is in peacefull Prosperity, they would never wander so much out of the way.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Men and Women.</head>
<p>SOme say a Man is a Nobler Creature than a Woman, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cause our Saviour took upon him the Body of Man; and an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>other, that Man was made first: But these two Reasons are weak; for the Holy Spirit took upon him the shape of a Dove,
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which Creature is of less esteem than Mankind; and for the Preheminency in Creation, the Devil was made before Man.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Nature in the Composure of Men and Women.</head>
<p>IT is not so great a Fault in Nature for a Woman to be Masculine, as for a Man to be Effeminat: for it is a Defect in Nature to decline, as to see Men like Women; but to see a Masculine Woman, is but onely as if Nature had mistook, and had placed a Mans Spirit in a Womans Body; but Nature hath both her Mistakes and Weaknesses; but when she works per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fectly, she gives Man a gentle and sweet Disposition, a generous Mind, a valiant Heart, a wife Head, a voluble Tongue, a health<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full Body, and strong and active Limbs: To Woman she gives a chast Mind, a sober Disposition, a silent Tongue, a fair and modest Face, a neat Shape, and a gracefull Motion.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>The Nature of Man.</head>
<p>MAN is more apt to take Dislikes at all things, than to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>light in any thing; but Nature hath given us no Pleasure, but what ends in Pain; for the end of Pleasure is Grief: for Cruel Nature curbs us in with Fear, and yet spurs us on with Desires; for she hath made Mans mind to hunt more after Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rieties by Desire, than she hath made Varieties to satisfie the Desires.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Painting.</head>
<p>THere be some that condemn the Art of Painting in Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men, others that defend it; for, say they, as Nature hath made one World, so Art another, and that Art is be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come the Mistris of Nature; neither is it against Nature to help the Defects. Besides, those that find out new Arts, are esteemed so, that they become as Petty Gods, whether they become Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantageous to Man, or no; as the Memory of those that found out the Art of Gunpowder, Guns, Swords, and all Engins of War for Mischief; and shall they be more praised and com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mended than those that find out Arts and Adornments; as Painting, Curling, and other Dressings; for the one destroyes Mankind, this increaseth it; the one brings Love, the other be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gets Hate. But some will say, those Arts defend their Lives; but where they once use them to defend their Lives, they use them ten times to destroy Life; and though it is no Fault in the Inventer, but in the User, no more is Painting, when it is used
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for a good intent, as to keep or increase lawfull Affection. But, say they, it is a dissembling to make that appear otherwise than it is. 'Tisanswer'd, No more than to keep warm in Winter; for Cold is Natural, so is the sense of it in Winter; but Clothes to keep it out are Artificial; and the true use of the Art of Paint<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing is to keep warm a Lawfull Affection. Besides, If we must use no more than what Nature hath given us, we must go naked; and those that have a bald Head, must not wear a Peruick, or Cap to cover it; and those that are born with one Leg shorter than the other, must not wear a high Shoe to make them even, nor indeed wear any Shoes at all, especially with Heels, because they make them seem higher, but go with the Feet bare; and those that are Crooked, must wear no Bombast; and many such Ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>amples may be brought. But, say some, it is a Bawd to entice, in begetting evil Desires. It is answered, No more a Bawd than Nature is in making a handsome Creature; but if they must do nothing for fear of Enticing, then Mankind must neither cut their Hair, nor pare their Nails, nor shave their Beards, nor wash their selves, which would be very slovenly, for fear they should appear so handsome, as they may perswade and entice the Lookers on to evil Desires; which if so, let them be like Swine, and wallow in Mire; but it is to be feared, that the Mire will be too hard for the evil Desires; so as there may be more brought in defence of Painting, than can be said against it. Wherefore, say they, it is lawfull both in Maids and Wives; the one, to get a good Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band; the other, to keep her Husband from coveting his Neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bours Wife; for it is an Honour for Maids to get good Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bands, because it is a kind of Reproach to live unmarried, for Marriage is Honourable, and gives a Respect to Women, unless they be incloystered, which all Constitutions will not agree withall; and an honest Wifes care is to please her Husband, if she can, when she hath him; for Marriage is the end of an honest Mind to all but Widows, for they, when they marry again, do as it were Cuckold their dead Husband, and their living. Besides, if they have Children, they make a Distraction and Division in their Families, and most commonly to the ruine of the first Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bands Estate, having so great a share, and so much power, ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to our Laws; And though they should not marther themselves, as the Custome hath been in other Countryes, but contrary rather, to preserve their Health, and to dry their Eyes after a while of those Obsequies of Tears, which are Sacrifices to the Dead, yet to live a retired Life, to shew their unalterable Affections; for though it be fit for a Widow to put off her vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent Passion of Sorrow as well as she can, yet there is no Humour becomes that Condition better than Sadness; for Sadness, which is a moderate Grief, looks full of Fortitude, and is Humble, Modest, Gracefull, and so far from dis composing any part, as it gives a setled, and majestical Face: So Painting is most dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>allowable in Widows, for they should take the example of <hi>Ju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dith,</hi>
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where it is said, when she went to <hi>Holofernes,</hi> she anointed her self as she did usually in her Husband <hi>Manassas</hi> time, which it seems she used not after he was dead, before this time; for as they have none to Displease, so ought they not to Allure. But some will say, that their Poverty is such, as they know not how to live, and they may be presented to such a Fortune, as may make them live happy, and free from the Misery that Poverty compels them to. It is answered, that Nature is satisfied with a little, if their Ambition be not great: but if not they must make use of the old Proverb, which is, that <hi>Necessity hath no Law,</hi> in case they present not their Necessity to be greater than it is. But to return to Beauty, it is pleasing, either Natural or Artificial, and both to be admired; for if Art be Commendable, why not in the Face, as well as in the Feet in dancing Measures, or as in the Hand upon Musick Instruments, or in the Voyce, or in the Art of Oratory, and Poetry, which will sooner increase Desires: yet this is allowed of in all places and times, not onely in Tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poral Society, but in Spiritual Unions, where <hi>David,</hi> the Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>loved of God, was a great Master in the Knowledge and Practice of them. And if these Arts be Commendable, and are Graces to all parts of the Body, shall it be condemned onely for Colour in the Face? And as Beauty is the Adornment of Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, so is Art the Adornment of Beauty; and this saith the De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fendant against the Plaintiff. But all Opinions have, or most of them, Sides, and Factions; but my Opinion is so far with the Defendant, as I believe all Adotnments of Beauty are lawfull for Women, if the Intention be good. Yet I am utterly against the Art of Painting, out of three respects; The first is Dangerous, for most Paintings are mixed with Mercury, wherein is much Quicksilver, which is of so subtil a malignant nature, as it will fall from the Head to the Lungs, and cause Consumptions, and is the Cause of swelling about the Neck and Throat. The next is, that it is so far from Adorning, as it Dis-figures: for it will rot the Teeth, dim the Eyes, and take away both the Life and Youth of a Face, which is the grea'est Beauty. Thirdly and lastly, the Sluttishness of it, and especially in the Preparatives, as Masks of Sear-Clothes, which are not onely horrid to look upon, in that they seem as Dead Bodies embowelled or embalmed, but the Stink is Offensive. Then the <hi>Pomatum</hi> and <hi>Pultis,</hi> which are very uneasy to lye in, wet and greasy, and very unsavoury; for all the while they have it on, it presents to their Nose a Chandlers Shop, or a greasy Dripping-pan, so as all the time they fry as it were in Grease; neither will their Perfumes mend it, and their Oils: And though I cannot say they live in Purgatory, because they shun all hot places, for they cannot have the comfortable heat of the Fire, and shun the Natural heat of the Sun, as they must live alwaies, as if they were at the North Pole, for fear the Heat should melt away their Oil, and Oily Drops can be no grace to their Face, Dry Painting shrivels up the Skin so, as it im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prints
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Age in their Face, in filling it full of Wrinkles; where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore Paintings are both Dangerous, Ill-favoured, and Sluttish, besides the troublesome pains. But for other Adornments in Women, they are to be commended, as Curling, Powdring, Powncing. Cloathing, and all the Varieties of Accoutrement, in that they have none of the said former Qualities, but give a gracefull advantage to the Person. Besides, Dressing is the Poetry of Women, in shewing the Fancyes, and is the cause of imploying the greater part of a Commonwealth; for in four parts, three of them are in the Arts of Adornments; for it is not onely, Tailers, Imbroyderers, Perfumers, Milleners, Feather<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>makers, Jewellers, Mercers, Silkmen, Semsters, Shoemakers, Tiremen, and many, many more, but every one of these Trades have many Trades belong to them; as for example, How many Trades belong from the Silk-worm to the Ladies Gown? and from the Golden Mine to the Lace that is laid upon it? and so in order to all other things, which is the cause of keeping a Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monwealth in Union, in busying and imploying their Minds, which keeps them from Factious Thoughts, and Designs. Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sides, it distributes and spreads the Maintenance of the King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dome; for without particular Commerce, and Trasick, a Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monwealth cannot stand, and subsist: for though many a Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monwealth may subsist without the help of their Neighbours, yet it cannot live without their own Imployment and Dividement among themselves: for as some share in Lands, so others in Of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fices, and the rest in Trades, wherein all trasick, from the one to the other; so that every Man lives by his Neighbour, and not altogether upon himself.</p>
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<head>Of Paleness, and Blushing.</head>
<p>WHen a sudden Paleness seizeth the Face, it shews a Guil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiness, or some great Fear; but a Blush will come into the Face many times, when there is no occasion to raise it; for it oftner proceeds from the Constitution of the Body, than from a Guiltiness of the Mind; for when the Blood is thin, and the Spirits are hot, they are apt to run up to the Face without the Minds consent or knowledge; but when Blushing is raised by the Mind, it is commonly from a Noble Suspicion, that is the Mind, which would not have an evil Construction, where it de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>serves nought but a good Opinion. But it is better to be Bash<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full to Particulars, and Confident to the World, than Confident to Particulars, and Bashfull to the World; for it is a sign they are afraid to hear of themselves, though not to shew their Persons, which seems as if their Actions should bring a Scandal to their Reputation; yet a Bashfulness doth so obstruct the sense, as they cannot deliver any thing perfect to their Understandings, but seem like Changelings, or Fools, although they have great Wits.</p>
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<head>Of Boldness and Bashfulness</head>
<p>THE most of Mankind are either too bold or too bashfull; either so bold that they seem rude, or so bashfull that they seem simple: As for Boldness, it is worse in respect to others, but better in respect to themselves; And Bashfullness is better in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>spect to others, but worse in respect to themselves; for Bashfull<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ness is allwaies humble and civil to others, but fearfull and timo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous as to it self; insomuch as those that have this Vertue Vice (as I may call it) have neither freedome nor liberty to express themselves after their natural accustomed manner, much less in waies of advantage; for they neither speak Sense, nor their words plain, but speak quite from the purpose, stuttering and sta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mering; or else the Tongue is so tyed, that they become like those that are dumb; neither can they behave themselves well, and are so far from a gracefull Garb, that they behave themselves like Changlings or Innocents, puting their Faces into a hundred several Countenances, and their Bodies into as many several Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stures; nay Bashfullness hath such a forcible power over the Body &amp; Mind, as it draws &amp; distorts the Lims and Motions of the one, as the Disease of Convulsions doth; and distempers and distracts the other, as the Disease of Madness, in not knowing what they doe; it unthrones the Understanding, and blindfolds Judgement; and this Bashfulness proceeds from too great an apprehension of Misdeameanours; but this Bashfullness is a Tyrant, for it tortures the Mind upon the Rack of Imagination, and whips the Body with the pains of Restraint, giving no freedom to the Thoughts, Words, or Actions; it imprisons Wit, and inslaves noble En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavours; it obscures Vertue, and dims Beauty, it lames Beha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viour, it takes away the Majesty of State, and the State of Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jesty; it is affronted by the bold rude, or the mdely bold; it loseth respects from the half-witted men, and only gets pitty from the Wise; But those that are bashfull are not only Judicious and In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>genious, as Witty and Wise, but most commonly have sweet and kind Natures, noble and generous Dispositions, valiant and couragious Spirits, honest and temperate Lives; but the pleasure of their life is disturbed with their imaginations, and conception of the Opinions of the World; fearing their Censures, and <note place="margin">I mean the World of Ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaintance.</note> doubting their Applause. This Bashfullness proceeds from a no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble Ambition, or a pious Intention, either to get Fame, or an ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample to Humility; but Bashfulnes looks as thorow a Perspective<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>glass, searching into obscurities; when Boldness is blindfold, either with a Muster of I gnorance, or Vain-Glory; it either wants Breeding or Wit: For a poor simple Pesant, many times, hath more Confidence than a noble Lord; a rude Clown than a well<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bred Gentleman; a Market-woman than a great Lady; because they neither examin, know, nor fear the Errors they may fall into:
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Again, others are so vain-glorious as to think they cannot com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit faults; but this Courtly Vice, or Vice that is Courted, carries it self with haughty behaviour, and a proud demeanour, outfa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces Truth, yet shrinks at Dangers; speaks loud, but acts little; threatens much, but dares not fight: They can receive no affronts, because they will take none; for whatsoever is offerd as an Af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>front, they take as a Jest, or Rallerly, or out of an Insensibility, take all well as being meant well, or out of a Vain-glory think none dares offer it. But howsoever their behaviovr is to others, or others to them, they are at liberty, and free in themselves, not bound with the Chains of Bashfullness, nor manacled with the Irons of self mistrust; they have no repinings for what they have thought they have done amiss; nor blushing Cheeks, raised by surpitious doubts; nor tender eyed, that dare not look on an evill Object, or objects that they may falsly think are so; when they are innocent they know, but Boldness doth out-face, not only what evill might be thought, but what evill they have done; and strange it is, yet true, Boldness hath such a pow'r, to make great Crimes seem lesse than they are; and those that are bold, more great or nobler than they are; like Masking Scenes set with false Lights, present a City or a stately Tow'r, when it is nothing but Pastboard painted over.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Women indifferently handsom.</head>
<p>WOmen are more happy in their Husbands affection when they are indifferently handsome and various humour'd, than when they are more exact: for a woman that is extreme fair is more for admiration than for a setled affection; a woman that is constanly patient, seems senseless or simple, which makes him dislike her; and a woman that is allwaies cholerick and an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gry, seemes a Fury; and she that is allwaies merry, disturbs her Husband's serious Contemplation of solid Thoughts; and she that is allwaies sad, dulls him; she that is allwaies complaining, is never pittied; and those that are sickly, their Husbands can find no lively contentment; for what melancholy Company are the dying? nor to be too devout and precise; for men in this World, had rather converse ordinarily with Mortals than with Angells. But if a Woman be healthfull of Body, plump of Flesh, not deformed, nor exactly handsom; gracefull in Carriage, without affectation; of a ready wit, and contriving Judgement; cleanly, without curiosity; honest, without pride; carefull, without choler; thrifty, without sluttishness; and various in their Dresses, and other Humours: Such a Wife it will not be in her Husband's power to dislike; and he will not only like her, but extremely love her, even to Dotage; for those Qualities do violently draw his Affections.</p>
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<head>Wisdom and Wit are to be preferred be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore Riches and Beauty.</head>
<p>WIsdom and Wit are to be preferred before Riches or Beauty; for Wisdom knoweth how to get, keep, and use Riches; neither can Beauty paralell Wisdom; for Wisdom makes a man happy all his life, in governing his Passions, in chu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sing his waies in order to his affairs, for his best advantage, not only for himself, but for others in distress, by his Counsell; for which he is Honored, Esteemed, Loved, and sought after, to redress the incumberd, to relieve the distressed, to unite diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rences; She helps the blind, in giving Eies of understanding to the Ignorant. Wisdom is the Arm of strength to defend; the watchfull Eye to descry dangers; the Fingers to point and direct; the Tongue to perswade and admonish; It is the Heart of Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage, the nourishing Liver, the Stomach or Store-house, the Bowells and Center, the Head and Governor of a Common<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wealth. And Wit is to be preferred before Beautie; for there is as much difference as betwixt Soul and Body; for Wit is as it were spiritual, where Beautie is Corporal, and Beautie is subject to the variations of several Opinions; for Beautie is not Beautie in all Nations, but Wit is Wit in all Languages; Beautie wearies the Eye by Repetitions, where Wit refresheth the Ear with va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riety of Discourse; Wit is the God of Passion, creating and dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>posing them at his pleasure.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Riches, and Beautie.</head>
<p>RIches si to be preferred before Beautie, though it be a gift of Fortune, and Beautie a gift of Nature; for Beautie incaptives, where Riches inslaves all; for were there a Beautie that had as much as Nature could give it, joyned with an Angelical Mind, yet it shall never triumph so long, nor inthrall so many, nor so constantly be served, as Riches is; for Riches hath no un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faithfull Lovers, although she may have ignorant Servants, whom she turns most commonly Weeping out of dores; for she is a humersome Mistris, and changeth often, but seldom makes a good Choice: And the Reason why Riches are preferr'd, esteemed, honoured, and unweariedly followed, is, because she affords more variety, which the Nature of Man delights and seeks after; where Beauty is still one and the same; but though Riches are fleeting, yet many times the Carefull and Prudent have possest them long; where Beauty no sooner shewes her self but dyes.</p>
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<head>The Beauty of Mean Persons.</head>
<p>BEauty in Mean and Poor Persons is onely subject to Tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ptation, not to Admiration, as Beauty in Palaces is Famous in Historie; but those Beauties as come from an Humble Birth, and Breeding in a small Cottage, are buried in their Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verty; which shews, it is not onely the Beauty which Nature gives, but the Arts that adorn it, which allures the Mind; for Good Fortune gives Beauty a Lustre, and makes it appear Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vine, so doth Rich Apparel, Attendance, and the like; for it is the Trappings, and the Ceremony, which takes the Eyes of the Beholders; whereas Ill Fortune, and Poverty, do cast a Sha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dow upon Natural Beauty, and eclipse it from the Eyes of the World. Thus Beauty is admired and divulged according to the Wealth and Dignity; unless some strange and unusual Acci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent happens to the Beautifull to noyse it abroad; otherwise we shall not hear of Poor and Mean Persons mentioned in many Ages, but those which the Fancies of Poets make; but of Beauties that were Great and Rich, their Chronologies are full.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Imaginary Beauty.</head>
<p>SOme may imagine or think Beauty was framed and composed in the Opinions of Men, rather than in the Lineaments, and Symmetries, and Motion of the Body, or the Colour of the Skin; for that which appeareth Beautifull to one Nation, doth not so to another; as witness the <hi>Indians,</hi> the <hi>Ethiopians,</hi> who think the blackest Skin, stattest Noses, and thickest Lips, the most Beautifull, which seem Deformed and Monstrous to the <hi>Europeans;</hi> so particular Persons, as in several Nations; for to one Person shall appear a Beauty, to enamour the Soul with Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miration, to another shall appear even to a Dislike; which shews, that were there a Body never so exactly proportion'd, or their Motions never so gracefull, or their Colour never so Orient, yet it will not please all. I will not say there is no such thing as Beauty, but no such Beauty as appears so to all Eyes, because there is not Variety enough in one Beauty to please the various Fancies of Mankind; for some fancy Black, some Brown, some Fair, some a Sad Countenance, some a Merry, some more Bash<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full, some more Bold; For Stature, some Tall, some Low, some Fat, some Lean, some Dislike some Motions, some others; some grey Eyes, some black Eyes, some blew Eyes; and to make mixture of all these, it is impossible; and though there may be as great and as good a Harmonie in Beauty as in Musick, yet all Tunes please not all Ears, no more do all Beauties please all Eyes.</p>
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<head>Of Natural Beauty.</head>
<p>BEauty is a certain Splendor, which flows in a Line, or Air of Lights, from the Spirits, and gives a shining Glory upon the Face; which Light, with Ill Complexions, or not Lovely Features, is darkned, as the Sun with Clouds, wherein some Faces have thicker Clouds than others, that make a Beauty appear more Splendorous at some times than others. But in Age Beauty seldom or never appears, being in the Winter season of Life; but in Youth the Air is alwaies Serene, and Clear. Some see this Splendor or Beauty in a Face, which others do not, as having a more discerning Spirit, which makes some wonder at such as do fall in Love with those that they shall think Ill-favour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed; besides, there is a Sympathy of Spirits, to perceive that in one, and other, as Lookers on cannot find out.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of Pride.</head>
<p>IF Pride seems Handsome, and may be allowed in any, it is in Women, because it gives a Distance to Idle Pretenders, and Corrupters of Chastity. Neither is it so bad in Women to be proud of their Chastity, and Honest Affection, as <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der</hi> in his Victories, or <hi>Helen</hi> in her Beauty, or <hi>Rome</hi> of her Spoyls, and Royal Slaves: for Honesty is their greatest Beauty, and they may glory in it as their greatest Honour, and triumph in it as their greatest Victory; and though that Women are na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turally Fearfull, yet rather than they would infringe the least part of a Chastity, either in Words to Inchant, or Looks to Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lure, or Actions to Invite, they would enforce Life, and Tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>umph in Death, rather than their Virtue should be overcome, either in the Stratagems of Follyes, or Treacherous Bribes, or by force of wicked Appetites. But a Woman should be so well instructed in the Principles of Chastity, as no false Doctrine could perswade her from it, neither Praises, nor Professions, nor Oaths, nor Vows, nor Wealth, Dignity, nor Example, ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving alwaies Temperance, and Sobriety in Friendship.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>To the same.</head>
<p>BUT some are bred with such Nicety, and in such Inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cency, as if they meant to marry some Deity: But Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>desty should dwell in Womens Thoughts, Wit marshal their Words, Prudence rule their Actions; they should have a Grace<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full Behaviour, a Modest Countenance, a Witty Discourse, a Civil Society, a Curteous Demeanour.</p>
<p>Men should be Valiant in War, Temperate in Peace, Just to others, Prudent to themselves: but Natures Extraordinary Works are not Commonly distributed.</p>
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<head>THE EPISTLE.</head>
<p>THE Reason why I print most of what I write, is, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cause I observe, that not only the weak Writings of men get Applause in the World, but the infinite weak Translators of others Works; thus there are many simple Books take the World by the Ears; but I perceive it is not the wit, or worth of what is written, that begets a delight to the Readers, and a Fame to the Writers; but it must fit the Genius of the Age: And truly, if we will but note it, there is as much diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence in the wit or understanding of some Ages, I mean for the generality of men, as between some Writers and others; For some Ages are like old <hi>Nestor,</hi> wise; others like <hi>Ulysses,</hi> e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>loquent; some like <hi>Achilles,</hi> valiant; others like <hi>Paris,</hi> amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous, and effeminate; some like <hi>Hercules,</hi> striving to suppress Vice; others like wicked <hi>Nero,</hi> that alwaies strive to tyrannize over Vertue, making War and Faction; some like <hi>Orpheus</hi> Harp that charmes the spirits with Peace; And as the Starrs have an Influence over every particular, so they take their turns to go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vern, and are predominant over every Age; But I find I live in a Carping age; for some sind fault with my former Writings because they are not Grammar, nor good Orthography; and that all the last words are not matched with Rime; and that the Feet are not in just Numbers: As for the Orthography, the Printer should have rectisied that; for I think it is against Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture for a Woman to spell right, for my part I confess I can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not; and as for the Rimes and Numbers, although it is like I have erred in many, yet not so much as by the negligence of those that were to oversee it; for by the false printing, they have not only done my Book wrong in that, but in many pla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces the very Sense is altered; as for surfets, sercutts; wanting,
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wanton; like slaming sire to burn, they have printed a sire Gunn, and many other words they have left out besides, and there is above a hundred of those faults; so that my Book is lamed by an ill Midwife and a Nurse, the Printer and Over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>seer; but as for the Grammar part, I confess I am no Scholar, and therefore understand it not, but that little I have heard of it, is enough for me to renounce it; for if I have any wit, it is so little that it would be lost in scholastical Rules; besides, it were worse to be a pedantick woman, than a pedantick man; yet so ill it is in man, that it doth as is were degrade him from being Magnanimous and Heroick; for one shall seldome sind a generous and valiant Heart, and a pedantical Brain, created or bred in one Body; but those that are nobly bred have no Rules but Honour, and Honesty, and learn in the School of Wisdom to understand Sense, and to express themselves sensi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly and freely, with a gracefull negligence, not to be hide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bound with nice and strict words, and set Phrases, as if the Wit were created in the Inkhorn, and not in the Brain; besides say some, should onebring up a new way of speaking, then were the former Grammar of no effect; besides, I do perceive no strong reason to contradict, but that every one may be his own Grammarian, if by his natural Gramar he can make his Hearers understand his sense; for though there must be Rules in a lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guage to make it sociable, yet those Rules may be strictor than need to be, and to be too strict, makes them to be too un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleasant and uneasy But Language should be like Garments, for though every particular Garment hath a general Cut, yet their Trimmings may be different, and not go out of the fashi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on; so Wit may place Words to its own becoming, delight, and advantage, and not alter Langage nor obstruct the Sense; for the more liberty we have of Words, the clearer is Sense de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>livered. As for Wit, it is wilde and fantastical, and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore must have no set Rules; for Rules Curb, and Shackle it, and in that Bondage it dies.</p>
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<head>The Worlds Olio. LIB. II.</head>
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<head>PART I.</head>
<div type="allegory">
<head>The Vulgar Part of Mankind. Allegory.</head>
<p>MOST Mens Minds are Insipid, having no Balsamical Virtue therein; they are as the <hi>Terra Damnata</hi> of Nature.</p>
<p>And their Brains most commonly are like Barren Grounds, which bear nothing but Mossy Ignorance, no Flowers of Wit. The Course of their Lives are like those that dig in a Coal-pit, their Actions as the Coals therein, by which they are smucht and blackt with In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>famy; or else their Actions are like a Sexton, which digs a Grave to bury the Life in Oblivion.</p>
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<head>Allegory 1.</head>
<p>THE Mind is like a Commonwealth, and the Thoughts as the Citizens therein; or the Thoughts are like Houshold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>servants, who are busily imployed about the Minds Affairs, who is the Master.</p>
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<div n="2" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 2.</head>
<p>Quick busy Thoughts suck Vapour from the Stomach to the Head, as Water through a Straw sucked by the Mouth: But strong working Thoughts draw Vapours up, as Water is drawn with Buckets out of a Well.</p>
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<head>Allegory 3.</head>
<p>THE Brain of a man is the Globe of the Earth, and Knowledge is the Sun that gives the light therein; Understanding is the Moon, that changeth according as it receivs light from the Sun of Knowledge; Ignorance is the Shadow that causeth an Eclipse; the four Quarters, are, Infancy, Youth, Manhood, and Age; for Experience makes the full Moon. Or, Knowledge is the Brain, and Understanding the Eyes of the Brain, where all eyes do not see clearly; some are purblind, those can only perceive, but not with perfect distinctions; some Squint, and to those all Objects seem double, like a <hi>Fanus</hi> face; some are weak, either by Sick<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ness or by Age, and they see all as in a Mist, thick and obscure; some are starck blind, and they see nothing at all. Thus they that have clear eyes of Understanding in the brain of Knowledge, have a good and solid Judgement; the Purblinde, is to be ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stinate in an Opinion, making no distinction of Reason; a Squint, is to be doubtfull, which makes double Objects, as whether it be or be not; a weak Eye, is to have a narrow Capacity; to be blind, is to be a very Fool.</p>
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<div n="4" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 4.</head>
<p>THE World is the Ground, whereon the Mind draws and designs, with the Pencils of Appetite, the actions of Life, mixing the Colours of several Objects together with the Oil of Thoughts; and Dislikes are the Dark Colours which shaddow the Light of pleasures.</p>
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<div n="5" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 5.</head>
<p>THE Mind is a Garden where all manner of Seeds be sown; Prosperities are the fine painted Tulips, Innocency the white Lillies; the four Vertues are the sweet Gilliflowers, Roses, Vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lets, and Prim-roses; Learning is the tastable and savoury Herbs; Afflictions, are Rue, Wormwood, Rubarb, which are bitter to the Taste, but yet wholsome and beneficial to the curing the sick and distempered Soul, purging the superfluous vanity thereof, and serve as Antidotes against Vice, as Pride, Ambition, Extortion, Covetousness, and the like, which are Night-shade and Helebore; Poppy is Stupidity; Sloth, and Ig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>norance are Weeds which serve for no use.</p>
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<div n="6" type="allegory">
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<head>Allegory 6.</head>
<p>THE Thoughts are like Stars in the Firmament, where some are fix'd, others like the wandring Planers; others again are only like Meteors, which when their Substance is wasted, their Light goeth out; their Understanding is like the Sun, which gives Light to all the rest of the Thoughts; Memory is like the Moon, which hath its New, its Full, and its Wain.</p>
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<div n="7" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 7.</head>
<p>MAN is like the Globe of the World, and his Head as the highest Region, wherein Knowledge, as the Sun, runs in the Ecliptick Line of Reason, and gives light of Understanding to all the rest of the Thoughts, as the Planets which move by degrees in their several Orbes, some slower and some faster. Ig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>norance is the total Eclips; and violent Passions, as dark Clouds, that Viel the face thereof, which is only seen by the shadowes, but not in its full Glory.</p>
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<div n="8" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 8.</head>
<p>THE World is a Shopp which sells all manner of Commo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dities to the Soul and Senses; the price are Good Actions and Bad, for which they have Salvation, or Damnation; Peace, or War; Pleasure, or Pain; Delight, or Grief.</p>
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<div n="9" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 9.</head>
<p>THE Earth is the great Merchant of the World, trafficking <note place="margin">The Earth is the great Loadston to the World.</note> with the Sun and the rest of the Planets; whose Store<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>Houses are the several Regions, from whence she fetches, in Ships of attraction, her several Commodities, Heat, and Moisture, whereof she makes Life, and sells it to several Creatures, who pay her Death for the same.</p>
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<div n="10" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 10.</head>
<p>THE World is like the Sea, and Life and Death the flowing and ebbing thereof; Warrs are the Stormes that make it rough in Billows of Faction; and the Tongues of Men, by their loud Reports, are as the Roating thereof; but Peace is the Calm which makes it so smooth that the face of Tranquillity is seen
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therein, Prosperity is the Sun which throwes its Beams of Plenty thereon; but Adversity is as dark Clouds which hang full of Discontent, and oft times fall in Showers of Desolation and Destruction.</p>
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<div n="11" type="allegory">
<head>Of the World. Allegory 11.</head>
<p>THE World is like a great City, wherein is much Commerce, through which runs a great Navigable River of Ambition, Ebbing and Flowing with Hope and Doubt; having Barks of Self-conceit floating thereon, filled with Pride and Scorn; and Merchants of Faction setting forth Ships of Trouble, to bring in Power and Authority; which Ships, by the Storms of Warr, are oft times rackt, where all Happiness and Peace is drown'd in the Waves of Misery and Discontent; but Silver Vows, Gilded Promises, and Golden Expectations, make a glorious shew, like a Goldsmiths Shop; and though the Substance doth not waste, yet it is often melted by cross accidents, and forgetfullness, and the fashions alter according to the Humours of the time. Hard Hearts, bold Faces, feared Consciences, and rash Actions, are the Brass and Iron that make the Instruments of War.</p>
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<div n="12" type="allegory">
<head>Of Fortune. Allegory 12.</head>
<p>FOrtune is a Mountebank, cozening and cheating Mankind, acting upon the Stage of the World; where Prosperity plaies the part of a Fool to allure the Multitude, inticeing them to buy her Druggs of Follies and Vanities; or Antidotes of Ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perience, against her poysons of Miseries; which Poysons are many times so strong, that they kill having no remedy; but she cares not so her Ware be sold, whether they live or dye.</p>
<p>A man is like a Cabinet of Toies, wherin are some false Draw<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers of deceit, which none can discover to the view of the World, but Prosperity and Adversity,</p>
<p>The Tongue is a Key which unlocks the door of the Ears, and lets in Flattery, as those that steal Affection from the Heart.</p>
<p>The Heart of a man is the Church of Controversie, and the Tongue is the Sophisterian-Pricst, which preacheth false Doctrin.</p>
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<div n="13" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 13.</head>
<p>IN the Head of man was a Diet call'd and Wit chosen Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perour; he was an active Prince, and so ingenious, that he had Trade and Traffick not only with every kingdome, but he made his advantage upon every Thing; besides, he kept his Kingdom in Peace, setting his Subjects Thoughts on work lest they should
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become idle, and so grow factious for want of imployment, and somtimes, to recreate them, he makes Maskques and Plaies, Balls and Songs, to which they dance upon the feet of Numbers; but if this Emperour did chance to make War upon his Neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bours, he never went forth himself, but sent his satyrical Jests out, which march'd upon grounds of white paper, arm'd with black ink, and sighting with sharp words, where most commonly they rout his Enemies with Scorn, or kill them with Reproach, and bury them with Infamy.</p>
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<div n="14" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 14.</head>
<p>THE several Brains of men are like to several Governments, or Kingdomes; the Monarchical Brain, is, where Reason rules as sole King, and is inthron'd in the Chair of Wisedom, which keeps the Vulgar Thoughts in Peace and Obedience, not daring to rise up in Rebellious Passions; but the Aristocratical Brain, is, where some Few, but strong Opinions govern all the Thoughts; these Governors most commonly are Tyrannical, executing their Authority by Obstinacy; but in the Republike Brain there is no certain Government, nor setled Governour; for the Power lies among the Vulgar Thoughts, who are alwaies Placing and Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>placing; one while a vain Imagination is carried in the Chair of Ignorance, and cryed up with applause by the idle and loose Thoughts, and, in a short time after, thrown out with Accu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sation and Exclamation, and afterwards executed upon the Block of Stupidity; and so Conceptions of all sorts are most common<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly served with the same sauce; and if by chance they set up Rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son or Truth, they fare no better; for the inconstant Multitude of Rude and Illiterate Thoughts displaces them again, and off<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times executes them upon the Scaffold of Injustice, with the sword of Falshood.</p>
</div>
<div n="15" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 15.</head>
<p>THE Head of Man is like a Wilderness, where Thoughts, as several Creatures, live therein, 25 Coveting Thoughs which hunt after our Appetites, which never leave feeding untill their desires are satisfied, or indeed they are glutted; others so fear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full that every Object is apt to startle them; and others so dull and slow, like crawling Worms; others so elevated, like Birds, they fly in Aery Imaginations, and many above all possibility.</p>
</div>
<div n="16" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 16.</head>
<p>MAN and the World do resemble much; The Heart is like the Torrid Zone, and the slame blazes there as the Sun
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which sends forth Raies through the Eyes, that draw in Affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, where some Objects are like the gross Vapours, which gather into Clouds of Melancholy, which darkens the resplen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent lights of Joy, quashes the natural Heat, and nourisheth Hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mours wherewith the Health is impaired, and the body becomes lean barren and cold; but when the Heat of the Heart dissipates those Vapours, it either turns into windy Throbs, or Showers of Tears, or thundring Grones; or else it rarifies into a Christal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>line Tranquillity.</p>
</div>
<div n="17" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 17.</head>
<p>THE Spirit Travells in Ships of Medium, from the Kingdome of the Brain; hoisting up the Sails of the eye-lids, being well ballanced with clear sight, puts forth from the Optick Port, through the Haven of the round circle in the Ball; and when it is full freighted with Objects, returns and paies knowledge, for Custome, to the Soul, its King; whereby the Kingdome growes rich in Understanding, besides the curiosity of Fancy. But withall it fills the Kingdome full of vain Opinions, which are able to Rebell with the Pride of Self-conceit.</p>
</div>
<div n="18" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 18.</head>
<p>THE Brain is like a Perspective-glass, and the Understanding is the Eye to discover the Truth, Follies, and Falshood in the World.</p>
<p>The Brain is like a Forest, and the Thoughts as Passengers that travell therein, making Inrodes and beating out Paths. And when the Brain is very dry, by reason of hot Vapours from the Liver, there ariseth such a dust of vain Phantasms as puts out the Eyes of Truth; land when the Brain is slabby and wet by reason of cold Vapours which are sent out of the ill-disgest<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Stomach, there is such a Bogg of Ignorance, that the Thoughts sink therein, and can hardly get out, and many times are lost in those Quagmires; but when there is fair Weather of Health, there is Pleasure and Delight.</p>
</div>
<div n="19" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 19.</head>
<p>THE first best Poetical Brain was as a Flint, and Fancy the Sparks that are struck by the Iron Senses, and all Modern Poets the Tinder that take fire from thence.</p>
<p>Fancies are tost in the Brain as a Ball against a Wall, where every Bound begets an Eccho, so from one Fancy arise more.</p>
<p>Phrase is the Painting, Number the Materials, and Fancy the Ground whereon the Poetical aery Castles are built. There is
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no such sweet and pleasing Compagnion as Fancy, in a Poetical head.</p>
<p>The Brains of men are like Colleges, and the Thoughts are the Students, that dwell therein; thus many heads may make up an University.</p>
</div>
<div n="20" type="allegory">
<head>The Picture of Wit. Allegory 20.</head>
<p>WIT is like a Pencill that draws several Figures, which are the Fancies; and the Brain is the Hand to guide that Pen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cill, where all hands draw not one and the same Figure, but ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to the skill of the hand; so all Fancies do not run one way, but according to the temper of the Brain, some run into Inventi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, as Artificers; some into Verse, as Poets; so that all Wit is Fancy; yet so much is the Poets Wit above the Artificers, that his fancie cannot be put into Artificial Figures, but is as the Spi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit, the other as the Body.</p>
</div>
<div n="21" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 21.</head>
<p>WIT is like a Lilly, the one is as pleasant to the Ear, as the other is to the Eye, it comes to fading naturally, and if it be not timely gathered it soon withers and dies.</p>
</div>
<div n="22" type="allegory">
<head>22.</head>
<p>PRudence is like an Oke, it is long a growing, and it is old before it dies.</p>
</div>
<div n="23" type="allegory">
<head>23.</head>
<p>ON the Tower of Ambition hangs a Diall of Industry, where the Sun of good Fortune shews the time of Friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ship, on the Figure of Profession.</p>
</div>
<div n="24" type="allegory">
<head>24.</head>
<p>MElancholy is the North-Pole, Envy the South, Cho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ler is the Torrid Zone, and Ambition is the Zodiack; Joy is the Ecliptick Line, where the Sun of Mirth runs; Justice is the Equinoctial; Prudence and Temperance are the Artick and An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tartick Circles; Patience and Fortitude are the Tropicks.</p>
</div>
<div n="25" type="allegory">
<head>25.</head>
<p>TEars peirce through the Heart of Grief, and vents it out through the Eyes of Sorrow.</p>
</div>
<div n="26" type="allegory">
<head>26.</head>
<p>SOme Eies allure Hearts, as Falckoners do Hawkes.</p>
</div>
<div n="27" type="allegory">
<head>27.</head>
<p>Thoughts are like Pancakes, and the Brain is the Pan where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in they are tossed and turned by the several Objects, as se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral Hands.</p>
</div>
<div n="28" type="allegory">
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<head>28.</head>
<p>A Pain in the Teeth is like a Gout in the Toe.</p>
</div>
<div n="29" type="allegory">
<head>29.</head>
<p>THE Stomack is the Still, the Heart is the Furnace where the Fire lyes. The Heart is a Limbeck, wherein all Pas<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sions are distilled, and the Fume thereof ascends to the Head, and issues out, either through the Eyes, or Mouth; from the Eyes run the water of tears, from the Mouth the spirits of words.</p>
</div>
<div n="30" type="allegory">
<head>The Life and Death of Wit. Allegory 30.</head>
<p>FAncy in Verse or Prose, is like a Child in the Womb, which onely lives whilst it is in motion; but when once the innate motion ceases, it is dead: So Fancy, when once it is conceived and quickned in the Brain, if it be not brought forth and put into Writing, it dyes; and if those Writings be once lost, they can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not be writ again, no more than a Child can go into the Womb, and be as it was.</p>
</div>
<div n="31" type="allegory">
<head>Allegory 31.</head>
<p>WIT is the Essence of the Mind, or Soul.</p>
</div>
<div n="32" type="allegory">
<head>32.</head>
<p>THE Ingredients of the Mind are, Knowledge, Under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>standing, Imagination, Conception, Opinion, Will, Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory, and Remembrance; these Compounds make up a Ratio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nal Soul, as several Ingredients make Mithridate.</p>
</div>
<div n="33" type="allegory">
<head>33.</head>
<p>DIscord is like playing at Tennis, and the Tongue is the Racket to strike the Ball of Wit, and the Brains are the Gamesters; and if the Gamesters be not equally skilfull, or at least very near, they cannot play; for one cannot play a Game alone, there must be two that must be match'd together.</p>
</div>
<div n="34" type="allegory">
<head>Of Imitation and Singularity. Allegory 34.</head>
<p>IMitations are like a flight of Wild Geese, which go each one after another, when Singularity is like a Phaenix, having no Companion or Competitor, which make it the more admir'd; And though a good Imitation is good, and those are to be commended that copy well an excellent Original, yet it expresseth want of In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vention that they cannot draw without a Pattern; and it expres<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>seth Weakness, when we cannot go without the help of another.</p>
</div>
<div n="35" type="allegory">
<head>35.</head>
<p>EVery superfluous Cup, and every superfluous Bit, is dig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ging a Grave to bury Life in.</p>
</div>
<div n="36" type="allegory">
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<head>36.</head>
<p>WAnton Eyes are like Apes, that skip on every Face, and oftentimes put the Countenance out of order whereon they light.</p>
</div>
<div n="37" type="allegory">
<head>37.</head>
<p>EVery little Fly, and every little Peble, and every little Flower, is a Tutor in Natures School to instruct the Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derstanding; The four Elements are the four great Volumes, wherein lye Natures Works.</p>
</div>
<div n="38" type="allegory">
<head>38.</head>
<p>THE Mind is like a God, that governs all; the Imagina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, like Nature, that created all; the Brain, as the onely Matter on which all Figurative Thoughts are printed, and formed; Or the Mind is like an Infinite Nature, having no Dimension nor Extension, and the Thoughts are like Infinite Creatures therein.</p>
</div>
<div n="39" type="allegory">
<head>39.</head>
<p>THE Mind travels through Speculations and Contem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plations, on Probability with Reason.</p>
</div>
<div n="40" type="allegory">
<head>40.</head>
<p>TEars are the Children of Grief, which melting, dye as soon as they are born: But the Womb wherein they lye is alwaies swelled (which is the Eye.)</p>
</div>
<div n="41" type="allegory">
<head>41.</head>
<p>THoughts are like several Winds, that blow from eve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry corner of the Head; and the four Partitions of the Skull, are East, West, North, and South; From the North blows thoughts of Melancholy, which bring cold and chilling Fears, which freez the Blood, as it were making it thick, and congeal the Spirits, which otherwise would slow with Agi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation. From the South part blows suffocating Thoughts, which cause foggy Vapours to arise, which darken the Mind with Dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>content from the height of Mirth, and gather into Clouds of Discontent, which fall down into Showers of Tears. From the West bloweth malignant Thoughts, which corrupt the clearer Minds, and inflames the Aery Spirit, causing plagues of Jealousie, or a Famine of Despair, or Wars of Fury and Madness. From the East, refreshing Thoughts arise, which make the Mind se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rene; and when the Mind is hot with Ambition, caused by the Sun of Hope, then these pleasant Gales of Thoughts fan it with Poetical puffs, and allay it with the sweet Dew of Fancy, causing flow'ry Sonnets to sprout out on the white Ground of fine Paper.</p>
<p>Womens Faces are Masks of Modesty to cover the Dishonesty of their Hearts.</p>
<p>Falshoods are like Caps, which cover the Head of Knowledge from the Sun of Truth; Or like Vaults, or Woods, that make Ecchoes, where Words spread far, and sound double and treble; Or like Squares of Glass, which make of one a thousand.</p>
<p>A Wicked Mans Heart is like a Snake of Wier put up round
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in a Box, that when it is opened by base or cruel Actions, it flyes in the Face of those that stand by it.</p>
</div>
<div n="42" type="allegory">
<head>Of the Thoughts. Allegory 42.</head>
<p>THE Thoughts of Men are like the Pulses of Men; the well-temper'd Pulse beats even, strong and slow; but a hot Constitution beats even, strong and quick; a feaver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ish Pulse beats double and quick; but in a high Feaver the Pulse beats treble, and sometimes seems to stand still; and in a cold Constitution the Pulse beats slow and dull: so the Thoughts of those that have slow, strong and even Thoughts, are Wise and Judicious; those that are even, strong and quick, are Witty and Ingenious; those that are double and quick, have ready Wits, but no Judgements; those that have treble Thoughts, and sometimes seem to stand still, are Mad, but have strong Fan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cies; and those that are slow and dull, have neither Wit nor Judgement. There is no way to clear Thoughts but by Words.</p>
</div>
<div n="43" type="allegory">
<head>Of Melancholy. Allegory 43.</head>
<p>MElancholy persons are never in the Mean, but alwaies in Extremes; as to be sometimes in an humour of extreme Laughter, other times possest with high Fears, passionate Weep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, violent Anger or Rage, and so with stupid Dulness, and know not why, and yet Rational Persons; and therefore it is not alwaies Outward Objects, but Inward Dispositions, as the working of the Spirits, or the motion of the Body, for Melan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cholly Persons have thick, gross, heavy Humours; when the Humour is rarified, it moves Laughter; when heated, Anger; when moved with desperate Fear, the Smoke, which is the breathing of it, distils into Tears; when setled and cold, Stupid; so this one Humour brings several Passions.</p>
</div>
<div n="44" type="allegory">
<head>44.</head>
<p>WOrds of Commendations, mixt with the Flowers of Rhetorick, make a sweet Posie of Joy, when they are bound up with the Beams of Pleasant Eyes: But words of Reproach, bound up with the Wrinkles of Frowns, make a Rod to whip an Offender.</p>
</div>
<div n="45" type="allegory">
<head>45.</head>
<p>THey that take Self-Love for their Guide, ride in the Waies of Partiality, on the Horse of Flattery, to the Judge of Falshood; and they that take Reason for their Guide, ride in the Way of Probability, on a Horse of Prudence, to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards the End of Truth.</p>
</div>
<div n="46" type="allegory">
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<head>46.</head>
<p>SPight creeps like a Snake out of the Bank of base Thoughts, to sting the name of good Fame.</p>
</div>
<div n="47" type="allegory">
<head>47.</head>
<p>THE Animal Figure of Mankind, I will similize to an Island, the Blood as the Sea that runs about, the Mouth as the Haven which receive the Ships of Provision, which are Meat, Drinke (or Mrechandice of Luxurious and Superfluous Meats and Drinks) which cause many times the ruin of the Island; like as a Rebellious Pride, so the Humours of the Body swelling with malignity, ruinate the Body, by a sudden Usurpation, as dead Palsies, Apoplexies, or the like; but the exterior Senses are the Forts, and the vital parts are like the Magazine, which as long as they are secured, and that there are Provisions, they are safe; but if once they are taken, the Island is utterly lost and ruina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted; besides, the Island is in great danger to be over-flowed; for the Blood, which is as the Sea, being alwaies in perpetual moti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, running about Ebbing and Flowing through the narrow Veins, and large Arteries; if by chance it break through the Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teries, or over-flow the small Veins, it drowns the Island; where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore Chyrurgions, which are like Drayners, should cut Sluces to let it out.</p>
</div>
<div n="48" type="allegory">
<head>48.</head>
<p>A Married life is an <hi>Olio Podrido</hi> of several Troubles and Vexations mixt together; and say the chief Meat should be Turtle Doves, though they are most commonly Scolding Daws, yet Jealousie is the Sauce and Broth thereto; Sickness and pain in Breeding and Bearing of Children, are the Limmons and Oranges that are mixed therin.</p>
<p>On this Dish a Married life feeds, which produceth no good Nourishment, but breeds raw, indigested, cholerick and me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lancholy Humours; but a single Solitariness is a Dish, which is made with Ingredients of Peace, Happiness, Pleasure and De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>light.</p>
<p>This Dish produceth good Nourishment, and the Life oft<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times invites the Muses to feed thereon.</p>
</div>
<div n="49" type="allegory">
<head>49.</head>
<p>LIfe is like the Shell of a Nut, and Reputation like the Kernell therein; which if the Teeth of Time crack gently, the Kernell comes out whole, but if it crack it too rustly, or hard, it breaks the Shell, and bruises the Kernel, or champs it all in pieces.</p>
</div>
<div n="50" type="allegory">
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<head>50.</head>
<p>FRiendship is like to two Convex Glasses, where the Species come forth and meet each other.</p>
</div>
<div n="51" type="allegory">
<head>51.</head>
<p>THE Mind is like Nature, and the several Thoughts are the several Creatures it doth create; Forgetfulness is the Death, and Remembrance the Life.</p>
</div>
<div n="52" type="allegory">
<head>52.</head>
<p>JUstice should be a mans Governour, Prudence his Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sellor, Temperance his Friend, Fortitude his Champion, Hope his Food, Charity his House, Faith his Porter to keep out all Falshood, and to let in none but Truth; Wit his Companion, Love his Bedfellow, Patience his Mistris or Hand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>Maid, Reason his Secretary, and Judgement his Steward.</p>
</div>
<div n="53" type="allegory">
<head>53.</head>
<p>PRudence, through the ground of Misery, cuts a River of Patience, where the Mind Swims in Boats of Tranquilli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, along the Streams of Life, untill it come to the Shore of Death, where all Streams meet.</p>
</div>
<div n="54" type="allegory">
<head>54.</head>
<p>A Child's Brain is like ground uncultivated, and Time the Husbandman, with the several Senses, which are as Plows, throwing up the Furrows of Conception, and sow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eth Seeds of Thoughts, from whence sprout up several Opinions and Fancies.</p>
</div>
<div n="55" type="allegory">
<head>55.</head>
<p>OR a Child's Brain is like an Island uninhabited, and the Blood in the Veins is the Sea that doth surround it; but Time, the great Navigator, plants it with Strength, which cau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>seth the Spirits, as Merchants, to traffique thereto; by which it becomes populated with Thoughts, and builds Towers of Ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginations; the Magistrates, which are Opinions, dwell therin; but the Castles of Fancie are for the Muses, who attend the Queen of Wit; but all Brains are not fertile alike, but are like Islands that are neer the Poles, which are inhabited with no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing but Wild Beasts, as Ruff and Rude Bears; others, though they be neerer the Sun, yet are Incipid and Barren, being full of Heaths, bearing nothing but Mossy Ignorance, or else Moo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rish, being full of Boggs of Sloth, where Lives are swallowed up, sinking insensibly; and some other Brains have rich Soils, but want the manuring of Education, whereby the Thoughts, which are the people, grow lazy, and live brutishly; but those Brains that have rich Soils, moderatly peopled, &amp; well manured, having not more peopled Thoughts than work for their In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dustry, or so few as not to manage or imploy every part therein;
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these Brains are fortified with Understanding, Governed by Judgment, Civilized by Reason, Manured by Experience, whereby they reape the plenty of Wisdome, and live in peace<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full Tranquillity, and being inriched with Invention, grow plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sant with Recreations, making Gardens of Pleasure, wherein grow Flowers of Delight; and planting Orchards of various Objects, which the several Senses bring in; these grow tall Trees of Contemplations, whereon the Birds of Poetry sit and sing, and peck at the Fruit of Fame with their Bills of Glory; from thence they fly over the Groves of Eternity with their wings of Presumption; but some Birds of Poetry light on the Ground of Recreation, there hop through the paths of Custom, made by the recourse of the peopled Thoughts, through the Meadows of Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory, in the Island of the Brain; and sometimes skip upon a Stick of Conceit, wagging their tail of Jests; or else fly to the Forest of wild Phantasms; but there finding little Substance to feed on, return with weary Wings to their place of rest again; but in the Spring time of Love, the Nightingale-Poets sing Amorous Sonnets in several Notes of Numbers, somtimes in the Dawny Morning of Hopes, or in the Evening of Doubts, and somtimes in the Night of Dispair, but seldom in the high Noon of Fruition.</p>
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</div>
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<head>The Worlds Olio. LIB. II. PART II.</head>
<div type="essays">
<head>Short Essayes.</head>
<p n="1">1. AS the Nightingale is the Bird of the Spring; so the Fly is the Bird of the Summer.</p>
<p n="2">2. There would be no Twilight if there were no Clouds: for the Clouds are like the Wieck of a Candle.</p>
<p n="3">3. Platonick Love is a Bawd to Adultery; so Romancy, and the like.</p>
<p n="4">4. If a Woman gets a spot in her Reputation, she can never rub it out.</p>
<p n="5">5. It is the greatest study in the Life of a Chast Woman, to keep her Reputation and Fame unspotted: for Innocency is oft scandalized amongst the Tongues of the Malicious.</p>
<p n="6">6. Womens Thoughts should be as pure as their Looks; In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocent, Noble, Honourable, Worthy, and Virtuous, are words of Praises, more proper for Women, than Gallant, Brave, For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward Spirits; these are too Masculine Praises for the Effeminat Sex.</p>
<p n="7">7. Men should follow Reason and Truth, as the Flower that turns to the Sun.</p>
<p n="8">8. Pockholes take away the gloss of Youth from a Face.</p>
<p n="9">9. Some give Women more Praises than their Modesty dares countenance.</p>
<p n="10">10. True Affection is not to be measured, because it is like Eternity, not to be comprized.</p>
<p n="11">11. Those that would be Honoured, must have Noble Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vilities, Gratefull Performances, Generous Liberalities, and Charitable Compassions.</p>
<p n="12">
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12. A Man may be as soon dishonoured by the Indiscretion of his Wife, as by her Dishonesty.</p>
<p n="13">13. It is better to live with Liberty, than with Riches.</p>
<p n="14">14. With Virtue, than with Beauty.</p>
<p n="15">15. With Love, than with State.</p>
<p n="16">16. With Health, than with Power.</p>
<p n="17">17. With Wit, than with Company.</p>
<p n="18">18. With Peace, than with Fame.</p>
<p n="19">19. With Beasts, than with Fools.</p>
<p n="20">20. There is no Sound so unpleasing, as to hear Amorous Lovers, or Fools, speak.</p>
<p n="21">21. There is no Sight so unpleasant, as Affectation.</p>
<p n="22">22. A Gracefull Motion sets forth a Homely Person, and wins more Affection than the rarest Beauty that Nature ever made.</p>
<p n="23">23. Wit, and <hi>bon Miene,</hi> and Civility, take more than Beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, and gay Clothing.</p>
<p n="24">24. Pride without State, doth as ill as State without Civility.</p>
<p n="25">25. It is better to hear Sense in mean Phrases, than Phrases without Sense.</p>
<p n="26">26. A Man should alwaies wear his Life for the service of his Honour.</p>
<p n="27">27. Men should have Variety in nothing, but Gainfull Know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge.</p>
<p n="28">28. It is proper for a Gentleman to have a <hi>bon Miene,</hi> to be Civil, and Conversible in Discourse, to know Men and Manners.</p>
<p n="29">29. It is more proper for a Gentleman to be active in the use of Arms, than in the Art of Dancing; for a Gallant Man hath more use of his Arms than his Heels.</p>
<p n="30">30. It is more proper for a Gentleman to learn Fortification than Grammar: But what pains will a Man take in learning se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral Languages, wherein their Tongues are exercised, and ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>glect that Learning that should maintain their Honour? which is, the Sword; the one doth but trouble their Heads, and over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>charge their Memories; the other gets Honour, and saves their Lives; the one is onely proper for Scholastical Pedants, the other for Heroick Spirits.</p>
<p n="31">31. A Man should court his Sword as his Mistris, and study to learn its Virtue, and love it as his Friend, which defends his Honour, to revenge his Quarrels, and guard him from his Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies.</p>
<p n="32">32. For he is the more Gallant Man that hath a Generous Mind, a Valiant Heart, than he that hath only a Learned Head; the first is Noble, the other Pedantical; the one gives, the other receives.</p>
<p n="33">33. It becomes a Gentleman rather to love Horses and Wea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pons, than to fiddle and dance.</p>
<p n="34">34. And he is not worthy the name of a Gentleman, that had rather come Sweating from a Tennis-Court, than Bleeding from a Battel.</p>
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35. Men should never give Gifts, but out of three respects, either for Charity, Love, or Fame; and it is a good chance when they meet all in one Subject; not that one Subject should be all, but all in one.</p>
<p n="36">36. All Civility hath a Natural and an Attractive Quality, and, like a Loadstone, draws Affection to it.</p>
<p n="37">37. There is nothing more Noble, that to overcome an Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my by Curtesy.</p>
<p n="38">38. And there is nothing more base, than to insult over an Enemy in Adversity.</p>
<p n="39">39. It is more Noble to win an Enemy to be their Friend, than when they have them in their power, to revenge their Quarrel; for it is the part of Generosity to Pardon, as well as to Exalt.</p>
<p n="40">40. It looks with a face like Generosity, to be Gratefull.</p>
<p n="41">41. There is no greater Usury, or Extortion, than upon Cur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tesy; for the Lone of Money is but ten, twenty, or thirty in the Hundred; but the Lone of Curtesy is to inslave a Man all his life.</p>
<p n="42">42. Yet Gratitude is nothing but to pay a Debt: for if one Man save another Mans life, and he returns with the hazard of his own, he hath paid him what he owed him; but if he looks for it oftner than once, its Usury; than twice, it is Extortion.</p>
<p n="43">43. It is Commendable to Censure like a Noble and Mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cifull Judge, not like a Wicked Tyrant.</p>
<p n="44">44. Who would esteem Fame, when the Cruel and Wicked shall many times have Fortune befriend them so, that they shall live with Applause, which is Fame; and the Virtuous, and Well<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deserving, shall be stabbed or wounded with Reproach, which is Infamy; so that Fame is like a great King, and Fortune the Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vourite.</p>
<p n="45">45. Every one cannot be a <hi>Caesar,</hi> or an <hi>Alexander;</hi> but there must compile such Times, Ages, and Actions, and Minds to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether, to produce such Exploits.</p>
<p n="46">46. Humility is the way to Ambitious ends; for few come to them by Pride, but by Time serving, or Bribery.</p>
<p n="47">47. For seeming Humility is the Tower whereon Ambition is bailt and Pride is the Pinnacle, where Envy is an Engin, to pull it down.</p>
<p n="48">48. Nature makes, but Fortune distributes.</p>
<p n="49">49. God by Fortune doth not alwaies protect the Honest from the Envious of the World, or Accidents of Chance.</p>
<p n="50">50. It is as impossible to separate Envy from Noble and Great Actions, as to destroy Death.</p>
<p n="61">61. Power is like unto Love, it is the strongest when it is drawn to one point; for Power divided, is weak; so is Love; or like the Sun, when the Beams are gathered together into one point, it burns.</p>
<p n="52">52. Kings desire Power, because they would be like to a God; but Tyrants may be said to keep their Power by the sweat of their Brows.</p>
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54. To keep the Common People in order, they must be awed with Fear, as well as nourished with Love, or flattered with Hopes.</p>
<p n="55">55. What hopes can People have of a King to govern a King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dome, when he doth not reform his own Houshold, but lets it run into Faction and Disorder?</p>
<p n="56">56. The Service to Kings, is Allegiance.</p>
<p n="57">57. The Service to Nature, is Self preservation.</p>
<p n="58">58. The Service to God, is a Pure Life, and Unfeigned Love.</p>
<p n="59">59. The Reward from Kings, is Outward Honour.</p>
<p n="60">60. The Reward from Nature, is Death.</p>
<p n="61">61. The Reward from God, Eternal Life.</p>
<p n="62">62. Every one is afraid of Tyrannie that is under Subjection; but when Tyrannie turns from it self to Clemency, then Love comes where Fear was.</p>
<p n="63">63. The best way for Princes to keep up Authority, is to make good Laws, to distribute Justice, to correct Vice, to reward Virtue, to countenance Industry, to provide for the safety of Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion and People.</p>
<p n="64">64. A Man that suffers all Injuries, is a Fool; but to suffer some or to suffer a Moderation, is Patience.</p>
<p n="65">65. For Patience is the way to Folly, as Fury or Choler to Madness.</p>
<p n="66">66. To put up, or pass by an Injury from those that have power, seems to proceed from Fear; but to pass by an Injury from the powerless, seems Heroick.</p>
<p n="67">67. Of all Virtues, Patience hath the fewest Passions mixt with it; and though it seems unsensible, yet it seeth clearly into its own Misfortunes; for Patience belongs to the Misfortunes that concern a Mans self.</p>
<p n="68">68. Yet Patience should not be a Bawd to a Mans ruine.</p>
<p n="69">69. There is none can be so patient as those that have suffered much.</p>
<p n="70">70. The Designs of Hate are easier followed, and oftner pra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cticed, than of Love; for one may easier take Revenge of a Foe, than deliver Life and Liberty to a Friend.</p>
<p n="71">71. There is none so apt to revenge, as those that have been forgiven.</p>
<p n="72">72. There is none so sorrowfull, as those that want Means, and Waies to make Satisfaction.</p>
<p n="73">73. Many times Guiltiness is more confident than Innocency.</p>
<p n="74">74. There is as much difference betwixt Pleasure and Joy, as Sorrow and Melancholy; for one disorders the Spirits, the other composes them. An overplus of Joy, is like those that are drunk, for it makes the Head of Reason dissy. There are many sorts of Melancholy, but Love-Melancholy makes them cry out, O Pleasing Pain, and Happy Misery.</p>
<p n="75">75. There is a fix'd Grief, and a moving Grief; the one hath neither Sighs nor Tears, but seems as a Marble Pillar; the other
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breaks into Complaint, and pours it self forth in Showers of Tears; Yet there are many sorts of Tears; for there are Tears of Joy, and there are Tears of Sorrow, and Tears of Anger, Tears of Pity, and of Mirth; and in all Passions, Tears are apt to flow, especially from moyst Brains: But deep Sorrow hath dry Eyes, silent Tongues, and aking Hearts.</p>
<p n="76">76. When the Spirits are wearied with Grief, they fall into a Melancholy Weeping, and then are setled with a compliance to time.</p>
<p n="77">77. Passion will rise in the defence of Honour, and the Tongue will display the Passion.</p>
<p n="78">78. For all we call Love, is Friendship, which is begot by a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>greeable Humours, or received Curtesies, or a Resemblance of Parts, which is alterable: but there can be no true Love, but up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the unalterable God.</p>
<p n="79">79. There are waies to perfect Love, but no Body can arrive to the Journeys end, untill they come to Heaven, because there is no Perfection in this World; and there can be no perfect Love, but upon a perfect Object.</p>
<p n="80">80. They that love much, can never be Happy; for the Tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of what Evil may come to that they love, takes away the sweetness of what they enjoy: Thus the fear of Losing is more unequal than the pleasure of Enjoyment.</p>
<p n="81">81. The Root of Love is like a Rock, which stands against all Storms; but Wantonness is like the Root of a Flower, that every Worm may eat thorow.</p>
<p n="82">82. Envious Persons, and Lovers, are the greatest Flatterers; the one flatters to hide his Envy, the other to please the Beloved.</p>
<p n="83">83. Those Affections are strongest, that Nature and Educa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion have linkt together, not onely by Birth, but by Conversa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion: for as Birth most commonly gives a likeness of parts, so Conversation breeds a resemblance in humours and dispositions; the one begets a likeness in Body, the other of Minds, or Souls.</p>
<p n="84">84. There is no Sound strikes the Ears so hard, as the report of Death, especially when Affection opens the Dore, and lets the Messenger down into the Heart.</p>
<p n="85">85. True Love is an Affection, which is very difficult to settle, and hard to remove, when once placed.</p>
<p n="86">86. To move Passion, rather belongs to the Orator than the Poet; for a Poet is a Creator of Fancy; and Poetry rather makes than perswades: But indeed that which moves Passion most, is rather by Sound than Sense; witness Musick, which is the greatest Mover of Passion. Thus Musick moves Passion more than Reason; but Poetry is rather to delight the Wit, than per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>swade the Reason.</p>
<p n="87">87. There is as much difference in Wit, as there is in Pictures; for every Picture is not drawn by <hi>Apelles;</hi> and as some Painters are but for Sign-posts, so some Wits are onely fit for Ballads.</p>
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88. One and the same Tale, told by several Persons, makes great difference in the Affections of the Hearers.</p>
<p n="89">89. A witty Description in Discourse, paints a lively De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>scription in the Mind.</p>
<p n="90">90. A Translator acts the Person of an Author, where most commonly the Author is represented to his advantage.</p>
<p n="91">91. There are a greater number that write more wisely, and learnedly, than delightfully.</p>
<p n="92">92. Thoughts, when they run too fast, or are prest too hard, may destroy the Body by the distempering of the Mind.</p>
<p n="93">93. To have a Fixt Thought, is to draw the Imaginations to a point.</p>
<p n="94">94. Though the Understanding be clear, yet the Utterance may be instructed, if the Tongue be not filed with the Motion, to make all run smooth and even.</p>
<p n="95">95. Some have more Words than Wit, and more Wit then Judgement.</p>
<p n="96">96. And others have more Years than Experience, and more Experience than Honesty.</p>
<p n="97">97. Some have more Law than Policy.</p>
<p n="98">98. Some have more Ambition than Power, and more Pow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er than Justice.</p>
<p n="99">99. Secret Meetings, Soft Whisperings, or Dumb Shews, have most commonly evil Designes.</p>
<p n="100">100. The dark Minds of Men are deceitfull.</p>
<p n="101">101. It were base for a Man or Woman to lay a Blemish up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on those that have given them an honorable Reputation.</p>
<p n="102">102. Many that wish their Enemies Confusion, yet would not betray them to it.</p>
<p n="103">103. I had rather hear what my Enemy can say against me, than what my Enemy can say for me: for there are none so good but may have some Faults, which their Enemy is more apt to find out than their Friends, much less themselves.</p>
<p n="104">104. Those persons that are railed at, seem Nobler than those that are humbly commended.</p>
<p n="105">105. Many Commendations seeme little better than Scorns, when to be railed at shews a Supreme Power of their Evill.</p>
<p n="106">106. Speakers are like Doggs, that bark when they dare not bite.</p>
<p n="107">107. It is an unthankfull Office, to decide other mens Quar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rells: for most commonly he is hated on both sides, as a Friend to neither, because he seems a Friend to both.</p>
<p n="108">108. Thus a Judge most commonly is never beloved, nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther of those he judges the Cause for, nor those he judgeth the Cause from; the one, because he thinks he had wrong; the other because he thinks he had nothing but what is his own.</p>
<p n="109">109. So none gain by Quarrells but Lawyers, whose Fees are begot by Discord.</p>
<p n="110">110. It is a great happiness when one can take his Pleasure, and execute his Duty at once.</p>
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111. Some are so Ambitious and Envious, as when they can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not hope to be the Highest, they would be content to be Misera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble to see all others so,</p>
<p n="112">112. The true use of Riches to Noble Minds, is to make o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers happy aswell as themselves; but not so as to make them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves miserable, by imploying and bestowing all upon others, so as to leave none for themselves, for that were Vain-Glory.</p>
<p n="113">113. It is not every Ambitious and Aspiring Spirit, that can do brave and great Actions.</p>
<p n="114">114. Those Minds that are pure are not to be sullied or mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved towards ill, either by wanton Words, or immodest Acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons; they can no more corrupt their Thoughts, than they do An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gels; for those that are Chast, take more delight and pleasure in their pure and unspotted Thoughts, than the Amorous Lovers in their conceived injoyments: for Nature is not ashamed of her own Works, but of the abuse of her Works; for as the Wise and Veruous are the chiefest and perfectest of her Works, so the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bauched and foolishest are the greatest defect.</p>
<p n="115">115. Dreams are the overflowing of the Brain, and Sleep stops the Senses, as Sluces are stopped with Mud.</p>
<p n="116">116. A discoursative Wit, is to play with Words, rather than to talk with Sense on the ground of Reason; but to talk on Rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>son is to abate Words, and multiply Sense. I say, those shall generally please most that give ear to what is said, than talk most themselves.</p>
<p n="117">117. Our natural English Tongue was significant enough without the help of other Languages; but as we have merchan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dized for Wares, so have we done for Words, but indeed we have rather brought in than carried out.</p>
<p n="118">118. There are Gifts of Affectionate Love.</p>
<p>Gifts of Generosity.</p>
<p>Gifts of Charity.</p>
<p>Gifts of Vain-Glory.</p>
<p>Gifts of Fear.</p>
<p>Alluring Gifts, and Bribes, that are Gifts of Covetousness.</p>
<p n="119">119. The Mind is like a God, an Incorporeal thing, and so In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>finite, that it is impossible to measure the Mind of Eternity.</p>
<p n="120">120. Desires are like the motion of Time, still running for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward, and what is past, is as if it had never been.</p>
<p n="121">121. The Vapour that ascends to the Head, is a great Instru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment to the Wit, as gross Vapours clog it up, cold Vapours con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>geale it, hot Vapours inflame it, thin and sharp Vapours quick<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>en it; so several sorts of Vapours make variety of Wits; and the several Figures, Works and Forms that the vaporous Smoak doth raise, cause several Fancies, by giving several Motions to the Brain.</p>
<p n="122">122. As Perfumes make the Head ake, so, many times, Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sperity makes the Heart ake.</p>
<p n="123">123. Ceremony is the ground of all Obedience; for where
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there is no Ceremony, the Gods are neglected, and Kings de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pose themselves by the neglect thereof.</p>
<p n="124">124. Complements are the worst sort of Conversation, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sides, they are not sociable. Truth holds no Intelligence or cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>respondency with Complements.</p>
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<head>Of several Opinions. Essay 125.</head>
<p>SEveral Opinions, except it be in Religion, do no harm, if no good; for Opinions are the greatest entertainers of Time, and a chief Companion in mans life; for Opinions are Chatting Gossips, to pass away the idle time; for although Man complains of the shortenss of Life, and swiftness of Time, yet he hath most commonly more than he can well tell how to spend his Life with; for most men seek waies to pass Time withall; and if the World were equally, amongst Mankind and Industry, divided, yet he would find little Variety of Imployment; so that Mans Life is busied more with Thoughts than Actions.</p>
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<div n="126" type="essay">
<head>The strength of erroneous Opinions. Essay 126.</head>
<p>HOW strong did men believe against the <hi>Antipodes,</hi> as one man believing such a thing to be, was put out of his Live<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, when in after Ages it was found a Truth? How strongly did many Ages believe that the Torrid Zone, or Ecliptick Line, was not Habitable, which now is found the most temperate Climate? How strongly did <hi>Europe</hi> believe that all the World was disco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered, and yet afterwards so much found out, as it seemed ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther World? and many believi'd that the Earth was flat and not round, but <hi>Cavendish, Drake,</hi> and others, rectified that Error; and many other Examples might be given. So that Opinions are al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>waies in War, with Factious Sidings, and men become their Champions either with the Pen or Sword; but the ignorant men are the stronger in their belief in Opinions; for searching gives Doubts, aswell as discovereth the Truth, and it is Doubts that disturb the Peace, either of the Mind or otherwaies, when Truth commonly closeth all differrences; so men travell in their Thoughts to spy out the Secrets of Nature, and find out Reason, to perswade them to new Opinions, which may be as far from the Truth, as the old ones which they sling off; for Nature is too various to be known, and her Curiosities too subtil to be under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stood; but men are so strangely delighted with what is new, that those men that have found a new Opinion are absolute to judge and rule over all others; such Reputation Singularity begets.</p>
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<div n="127" type="essay">
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<head>The strength of Opinions. Essay 127.</head>
<p>SO strongly do men wedge or rivet Opinions with the Ham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer of a confident belief, that it is, in many, impossible to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>move them fro thm, though they are most ridiculous &amp; foolish, but especially when they are begot of their own Brains, and all those that do not adhere to them shall be accompted as their Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies; So much doth Opinion sway and rule in the mind of Man more than Truth doth; for though some Opinions jump upon Truth, yet it is a thousand to one when they meet; And when the Truth is found, it is no longer an Opinion, but Knowledge; yet it is less esteemed when it is found, which makes that Saying true, <hi>That Ignorance is the Mother of Admiration,</hi> which Admiration begets an Esteem, and sets a Value upon they know not what: Wherefore he is a very wise man, that can rule his Opinions with Reason, and not let his Opinion overbear his Reason, and to lead him from himself; Yet Opinions should not be sleighted nor contemned without Examination or Triall, though they be never so strange and unlikely, untill the Errour be found out; but not to rely upon them, or to be so bound that they will make no que<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stion against them; for an Opinion is but a guesse of what may be a Truth; but men should be as free to Opinions as Opinions to them, to let them come and go at pleasure.</p>
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<div n="128" type="essay">
<head>The Opinions of some Philosophers. Essay 128.</head>
<p>IF it be, as some say, that the First Matter was from all Eterni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, it is a Deity; and God, the Order of Nature from all Eternity: For what had no begining, sure is a Deity. Thus Philosophers by their Arguments make three Dei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, although they hold but one.</p>
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<div n="129" type="essay">
<head>Of Power. Essay 129.</head>
<p>THose have not an absolute Power that Oportunity can break, but he that hath assurance of a Continuancy; wherefore Fear gives not so much assurance as Love; for Fear is jealous, and therefore would be ready to break all Bonds of Authority; But Duty and Love are constant and carefull to keep Unity, which is Peace. Love gives Obedience with Joy, Fear gives Obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence with Murmure, and Murmure is a Forerunner of Rebellion; wherefore he that hath most Love hath most Power.</p>
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<div n="130" type="essay">
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<head>Of Love. Essay 130.</head>
<p>Pure and true Affection is not to be measured by the length of Years, nor weighed by the Wealth, nor compassed by the Life: for neither Measures, Scales, nor Compasses can take the Weight, the Breadth, the Height, the Depth, nor compass the Circumference.</p>
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<div n="131" type="essay">
<head>Of the Senses. Essay 131.</head>
<p>AND those that have their Senses perfect and much imploy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with Varieties, must needs know more than those that have them defective, or not practised; yet the Senses make not the Understanding, but the Brain; and not the Brain only, but such a tempered Brain, or such a moved Brain; But some Brains move like Pulses, some being distempered, as beating either too slow or too quick; but when the Brain moves even and strong, it shews a healthfull Understanding; when it moves even, strong, and quick, it shews there is much spirit of Fancy, or blood of Invention.</p>
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<div n="132" type="essay">
<head>Of Melancholy. Essay 132.</head>
<p>MElancholy, of all other Humours is the Activest, busy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the Mind of Man with vain Imaginations; shuffling the Thoughts, cutting the Passions, Cozening themselves, and losing the Judgement; this Humour proceeds from the ill<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>affected Body, rather than from an ill-affected Mind; It only lives and is cherished in the Mind, but is bred by a weak Sto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mach, and is born from an ill Spleen; but Grief, Sorrow, and Sadness are bred in the Mind, begot by an outward effect: So Melancholy Men may be said to be Idle, or Musing, but not Sorrowfull or Sad; for they take more pleasure in their Melan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>choly, than others in their Mirth; but those that are Melan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>choly are as great a Punishment to their Friends, as a sweet Hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>piness to themselves.</p>
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<div n="133" type="essay">
<head>Of a dull or Melancholy Disposition proceed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing from the Body, and the Melancholy proceeding from the Soul. Essay 133.</head>
<p>I Cannot call it Melancholy, but rather a dull Disposition, which is caused by a heavy black Humour, or a cold thick hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour, or a slimy glassie humour, or a sharp Vitreolbred in the
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Body; which penetrates the Body as it were, or stupifies the Sen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ses, and quenches the Natural Heat. Thus the Body, like Stone. Walls up, or imprisons the Soul, or Mind, wherein it can nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther be Active nor Free; this causeth a dull and sad Disposition, which kind of Disposition hath few Desires, and reguards not any thing, nor takes pleasure in Life, but lives as if it lived not.</p>
<p>Where true Melancholy is a serious Consideration; it exa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mines the Worth and Nature of every thing; it seeks after Knowledge, and desires Understanding; it observes strictly, and most commonly distinguisheth judiciously, applyeth aptly, acteth with ingenuosity, useth Time wisely, lives honestly, dies con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentedly, and leaves a Fame behind it.</p>
<p>Where a dull Disposition is lasy and idle; neither considers, nor observes, but lives like a carved Statue; dies like a Beast that cares for no Monumental Remembrance.</p>
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<div n="134" type="essay">
<head>The variety of Wit. Essay 134.</head>
<p>
<hi>MErcury</hi> is feigned the Patron of Theeves, because <hi>Mercury</hi> is Eloquent, and Eloquence steals away the Hearts of men by consenting to follow after the perswasions of Rhetorick; so he is feigned to be the most talkative God, because the chief part of Rhetorick lies in the use of the Tongue. Wit is the God of Fan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy, a world of Arts, a Recreation to time, a Disposer of Passions; it sweetens Melancholy, dresses Joy; it quenches Fears, raiseth Hopes, easeth Pains; an Orator of Love, and a Denier of Lust; It mourns with Sorrow, mends Faults; it moves Compassion, begs Pardon; a Perswader to Virtue, an Adornment to Beauty, a Veil to Imperfection, the Delight of Life, Musick to the Ears, a Charm to the Senses; it is a Child of the Brain; it is begot by Experience, and fed with Heat. Wit is like <hi>Proteus</hi> in several Forms, as the Arms of <hi>Mars, Joves</hi> Thunderbolt, <hi>Neptunes</hi> Trident, <hi>Plutes Cerberus, Vulcans</hi> Net, <hi>Pallass</hi> Lance, <hi>Apollos</hi> Harp, <hi>Circes</hi> Wand, <hi>Minervas</hi> Loom, <hi>Mercuries</hi> Rod, <hi>Venus</hi> Doves, <hi>Pans</hi> Pipe, <hi>Cupids</hi> Arrow, the Center of the Earth; it is <hi>Boreas</hi> to Raise Storms, it is <hi>Zephyrus</hi> to refresh, it is Revenges Sword, and Deaths Sith, Glories Throne, Beauties Pencil, Oblivions Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>surrection, the Worlds Delight, Lifes Guide, Loves Fire, Fames Trumpet, and the Mother of Nature. So he that hath a true-born Wit hath all.</p>
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<head>Of Poets. Essay 135.</head>
<p>POets do somtimes like Painters, that draw an excellent Beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, but give it such a Dress that it neither becomes it, nor will it last in fashion, in all places or times: so Poets may have ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellent Fancies, but clothe them in such harsh andvulgar accustom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed
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Language, as they become Deformed.</p>
<p>There are three sorts of things go to a good Poet, <hi>Viz.</hi> Fan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy, Number, and Rhime; To converse with Poets, sweetens the Nature, not softens it, to make it Facile, but civiliseth it, making it Curteous, Affable and Conversable, Inspiring the Mind with High and Noble Fictions.</p>
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<head>Disguisement by Description. Essay 136.</head>
<p>AS ill Painters, in setting out the Beauty of the External, do oft leave to Posterity, of well form'd Faces a, deform'd Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory; so weak Writers in describing of the Virtue of the Internal, and the gallant Actions of a Life, either by their mean Rhetorick, or weak Judgement, the most Perfect and Princely men, are described with a defective Representation.</p>
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<head>Of Passionate Expressions. Essay 137.</head>
<p>PAssionate Verses or Speeches must not be read in a Treble <note place="margin">There is diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence betwixt Base and Te<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nor.</note> Note, but in a Tenor, and somtimes full as low as a Base, especialy when the Passion is high ad elevately exprest, for then the Voice must be sad or solemn, which moves in Descending, not Raised Notes, which are Light and Acry, raising their Tone to a whyning Tune, that is like a squeaking Fiddle or a squeaking Voice; but a serious Speech, a Solemn Note, and a Sober Counte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance must be joyn'd together to express a sad Passion to the life; besides, the words must be spoke Soft and Gentle, and not prest and struck too hard against the Lips, or Teeth, or Tongue, but they must be pronounced Swiftly and Harmoniously; to move the Heart to pity, the Eyes to be filled with Tears, and to draw the Soul, as it were, through the Ears, to feed on Melancholy.</p>
</div>
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<head>Of Translation. Essay 138.</head>
<p>WE are given much, in this latter Age, to Translation, and though Translation is a good Work, because it doth not only divulge good Authors, but distributes Knowledge to the unlearned in Languages; yet Translators are but like those that shew the Tombs at <hi>Westminster,</hi> or the Lyons at the Tower, which is but to be an Informer, not the Owner of them.</p>
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<head>Essay 139.</head>
<p>ALthough Accidents give the Ground to some Arts, yet they are rude and uneasy untill the Brain hath polished them over.</p>
<p>True it is, the Senses most commonly give the Brain the mat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter to work on, yet the Brain forms and figures those Materi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>als, and disperses them abroad, to the use of the World, by the Senses again: for as they came in at the Ear and the Eye, or the Taste, Sent, and Touch; so they are delivered out by the Tongue and Hands.</p>
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<head>Essay 140.</head>
<p>IT is worthy the Observation, to regard the odd Humours of Mankind, how they talk of Reason, and follow the way there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of so seldome; for men may as easily set Rules to Eternity as to themselves; for the Mind is so intricate and subtil, that we may as soon measure Eternity as It.</p>
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<head>Of Dilation and Retention. Essay 141.</head>
<p>A Dilation causeth as much weakness as Contraction; Dila<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion causeth weakness by the Disuniting the United For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, and setting them at too great a Distance; and Contraction binds them up too hard, not giving, as we vulgarly say, Elbow room.</p>
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<head>The Worlds Olio. LIB. II. PART III.</head>
<div type="section">
<head>Of the Britains.</head>
<p>THE Britains of <hi>England</hi> were a Valiant People, but that they had not skill of Arms answerable to their Courage, as the Romans had; yet <hi>Caesar,</hi> and all the Emperours, could not conquer that Island in so short a time as <hi>Alexander</hi> had con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quered most part of the World; therefore it seems their Courage was great, since their Skill was less, and could make it to the Romans so difficult a Work: For <hi>Britain</hi> was like a Body dis joynted, or rather separated Limb from Limb; for it was not joyned in one Body, but divided amongst many Petty Kings, which made it weak; for being not united, the Body hath little power; without the Legs do uphold, and the Eyes do direct, and the Arms do defend, it is an easy thing to throw down a Criple; but it was a sign the Spirit was strong in this Criple, that could resist so long against a Giant, as the Romans were: Therefore <hi>Britain</hi> was worthy of Praise, since their Courages defended them so long.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of King <hi>James.</hi>
</head>
<p>KIng <hi>James</hi> was so great a Lover of Peace, that rather than he would lose the Delights of Peace, he would lye under the Infamy of being thought Timorous; for in that it was thought he had more Craft than Fear.</p>
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<head>Of Queen <hi>Elizabeth.</hi>
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<p>QUeen <hi>Elizabeth</hi> reigned long and happy; and though she cloathed her self in a Sheeps skin, yet she had a Lions paw, and a Foxes head; she strokes the Cheeks of her Subjects with Flattery. whilst she picks their Purses; and though she seemed loth, yet she never failed to crush to death those that disturbed her waies. Her Favourites for Sport, she would be va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious to, sometimes in Favour, and sometimes out of Favour, as <hi>Essex, Leicester, Ralegh, Hatton,</hi> and the like: But she stuck close to her old Counsellors and Favourites, <hi>Burleigh, Walsingham,</hi> and the rest. Neither did the first Favourites get so much as the last, <hi>Ralegh</hi> got not so much as <hi>Burleigh</hi> did; some may say, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cause they spent more, they laid up less; but vain Favourites get more Enemies to themselves, and Hatred to their Princes, than Profit to themselves; for the sight of their Vanities makes the People remember their Taxes, and think that their Prince hath posed from their Purses to maintain their Vanities; and their Prince thinks they have given them more, because they shew what they have, and many times more than they have: But the Wisest save, and lay it up, till the Envy is past, and the Tax forgot. But Queen <hi>Elizabeth</hi> maintained more forein Wars at one time, than any of her Predecessors before her, and yet without the Grievance of the People; for it was not so much out of their Purses, as the Prizes she got by Sea; for though the King of <hi>Spain</hi> had the Honour of being Master of the <hi>Indies,</hi> yet the Queen of <hi>England</hi> had the Honour of being Mistris of the Sea; so her Ships were her Mines, to maintain her War against him.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of King Henry the Eighth.</head>
<p>KIng <hi>Henry</hi> the Eighth was a Politick Prince; for as Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vourites make use of their Prince, so he made use of his Favourites; for when they could do him no more ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice, he turned them over to the Hangman, to satisfie his People; and those that he favoured, had the blame with the punishment, and he received the profit. He was not like <hi>Edward</hi> the Second, for his Favourites cost him his Crown and Life. I observe, that soft natures are apt to be crusht, and very hard natures are apt to be broken in governing; therefore severe, but not cruel, mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cifull or kind, but not credulous, reign happiest. But <hi>Henry</hi> the Eighth spent great Sums of Money, as that which his Father left him, and that which he had out of <hi>France,</hi> then the vast Sums he raised out of Monasteries, yet no great advantage redounded to his Kingdome: But his Expence was much to keep Peace
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abroad, by making Friends in those Kingdomes that were fallen out: But most commonly those that strive to make Peace a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongst others, bring War to themselves, although I cannot say he had much War.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Of pulling down of the Monasteries in Henry the Eighths time.</head>
<p>SOme wonder that <hi>Henry</hi> the Eighth did pull down and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stroy so many Monasteries as were in <hi>England,</hi> which had stood so long, without Opposition: but it was likely that the Op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>position could not be great; for first, the People were perswaded in some part, by the Doctrine of <hi>Luther,</hi> to dislike the Tyrannie of the Pope; for first, it eased their Purses and their Persons, the one from <hi>Peter</hi>-pence, and the like, and the other from hard Penance; the next, the Gentry and the Nobles thought of the gaining of the Houses, and Lands, and Liberty; the King for the bulk of their Wealth; so the King, Nobility, and Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mons, and all had ends in it; and where the King follows the Commons, an Innovation is easy; or I may say, an Innovation is easy where the King follows the People.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of Justice in Commonwealths.</head>
<p>IT is to be observed, that there is little Piety or Justice in Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, or Countryes, or Nations, that are overgrown with Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sperity, or oppressed with Adversity; for Prosperity makes them so proud, as they are as it were above Justice; and Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>versity doth so deject them, as they grow careless of Justice, so that either way they grow into Barbarism: But as Virtue is a Mean betwixt two Extremes, so it keeps in the Mean in all Estates, the Virtue of Prosperity is Temperance, and the Virtue of Adversity is Fortitude.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of Henry the Seventh.</head>
<p>IT was not so much the Wisdome of <hi>Henry</hi> the Seventh that gave him the Crown, as his Good Fortune in having a Tyrant Opposer, on which the Peoples fear was above their feeling; for they did apprehend more Tyrannie than they found in the time that <hi>Richard</hi> did reign; for he made more good Laws in the time of his Reign, than had been made in the Reign of many Kings before or after him: But the Peoples mistrust cannot be satisfied with any Act, let it be never so just or profitable, but by their absence, which they never think far enough, untill they go to the Shades of Death; and many times that which they believe
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will prove the best for them, proves the worst, because they follow not Reason, but Will: For <hi>Henry</hi> the Seventh, whom they thought to be most happy under, proved but a Tyrant in his Acts, although a Saint in his Words; for he brought, by the means of Projecting and Informing Knaves, the greatest, or in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed all Estates, to be Forfeited, and so to be Compounded for, by which he raised great Sums of Money, to the ruining of many Antient Families; yet he reigned peaceably most part of all his time, which many a better and juster Prince had not the fortune to do.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>Of the Emperors.</head>
<p>MOST commonly it may be said of Kings or Governors, as they say of <hi>March,</hi> It comes in like a Lion, it goeth out like a Lamb; and when it comes in like a Lamb, it goeth out like a lion.</p>
<p>But when a Man desires to raise an Empire, or himself to be an Emperor, he flatters the People; but when he is once become Emperor, he makes the People flatter him.</p>
<p>
<hi>Caesar</hi> might have proved a good Emperor, but he had not time to be an ill one.</p>
<p>
<hi>Augustus Caesar</hi> was a wise Prince; he knew there was no way to settle the new-born Empire, and to enjoy it peaceably, but by gaining the Love of the People; not by the base servile way of Flattery, but by executing Justice, and making wise and good Laws.</p>
<p>
<hi>Tiberius</hi> was a good Prince, whilst the memory of <hi>Augustus</hi> lasted in the Minds of the People; and a wise Prince, that he could dissemble his Humour so well, and so long; and none was so fit as <hi>Ascianus</hi> to bring him to bed of his great belly'd Cruelty. <hi>Tiberius</hi> was of a lazy disposition, as we may know by his soli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tary and luxurious life.</p>
<p>
<hi>Nero</hi> came too soon to the Empire to reign well; Vanities, the Rulers of Youth, despise Prudence, and Temperance, the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panions of Age; his Vanities bred Vices, his Vices bred Fear, Fear bred Jealousie, Jealousie bred Tyrannie, Tyrannie bred Conspiracy, and Conspiracy Destruction; in brief, he had not Age enough to poyse him; he killed himself more out of Fear than Courage. Both the <hi>Neroes,</hi> the Uncles, and the Cosen, were much of a humour.</p>
<p>
<hi>Nero Germanicus,</hi> his Son; he was Proud, Cowardly, Effe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minat, Envious, Vainglorious, Covetous to get, Prodigal to spend, Cruel without Craft, and Mad; he was not wise enough to rule his Empire, nor temperate enough to govern his Vani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, nor couragious enough to dissemble his Fears, or be a good Prince.</p>
<p>As for <hi>Claudius</hi> the Emperour, he was more learned than wise,
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and he had more good Nature than Constancy; and whatsoever ill he did, he was seduced to do it by those he loved. True it is, he was of an easy Disposition, but that proceeds more from a good Disposition in Nature, than an evil one; and it rather comes from Love than Hate, although the Effects be all one; for he that is easily perswaded, and suddenly believes, commits more Cruelty by his Credulity, than distributes Justice by his good Nature.</p>
<p>As for <hi>Galba,</hi> he had too narrow a Soul for so great an Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pire; for the Vices of Age and Covetousness had got hold of him: he was Old and Crazy; he had no Generosity to entice, nor Sweet Behaviour to win, nor Oratory to perswade, nor In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dustry to order, nor Faith to perform; and whatsoever Man hath these Faults, must needs get more Enemies than Friends.</p>
<p>As for <hi>Otho,</hi> he had not Patience to try his Fortune, neither lived he so long as any one could judge of his Government: he was better beloved of his Souldiers, than fortunate in their Suc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cesses; besides, he was beloved more of the People after he was dead, than when he was living; but whether he killed himself for the grief of those Souldiers that were lost, or fear of the loss of the rest, or for fear of himself, it is doubtfull.</p>
<p>
<hi>Vitelius</hi> was cruel, gluttonous, and of an unworthy nature.</p>
<p>For <hi>Vespasian,</hi> he was very greedy of Gain, to the height of Covetousness, and yet he was very Generous; for whatsoever he got, though ill, yet he bestowed it well: he was a very mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cifull Prince, and very few Faults to be found in him. He sprung from a Family of no great growth.</p>
<p>
<hi>Titus Flavius,</hi> Son to <hi>Vespasian;</hi> he was so good, there can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not enough be said in praise of him; he was a Wise Prince, and a Just Prince, a Mercifull Prince, and a Loving, Temperate, Carefull, and Religious Prince; he seemed to have more Good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ness in him, than were waies or means to express it; he was Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liant, Learned, Mild, Patient, Industrious, Skilfull in all Arts, and Majestical.</p>
<p>
<hi>Flavius Domitianus</hi> was Cruel and Vainglorious; he follow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed not the steps of his Father, nor Brother. I observe, Ill-born Natures cannot be bettered by Good Examples, nor warned by Ill Examples: for all the Cruel Emperors came to Untimely Deaths.</p>
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<head>Of <hi>Pompey</hi> with <hi>Caesar.</hi>
</head>
<p>SOme praise <hi>Pompey,</hi> and say, He was a faithfull and loving Citizen of <hi>Rome;</hi> a Father, in defending the Laws and Li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berties; and a Martyr, in dying in the Cause.</p>
<p>Others dispraise him, and say, It was Envy to <hi>Caesar</hi> that brought him out against him, more than for the Publick Good; and that if <hi>Pompey</hi> had had but the same Fortune, he would have taken upon him the same Command.</p>
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Others again praise <hi>Caesar,</hi> and say, that he was forced to use his Power and Arms against the Senate, out of necessity, the one, being much in Debt, having exhausted his Estate, the other, in defence of his Life, knowing the Senate would accuse him in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>stead of rewarding him for his good Service; and that Rational Men may judge, by the succession of Story, that he was necessi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tated, and that Fortune being on his side, gave him greater Hopes, and higher Designs, which he thought not at first on; and that he had Reason, though he had not been necessitated; for though the Roman Government began from a Low and Mean Beginning, yet it came to be the most Powerfull and Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mous, whilst Mediocrity ruled amongst them: for at first their Poverty made them Just, not daring to do Wrong; and Pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent, in providing the best waies and means to keep and raise themselves; and Valiant and Industrious, to defend themselves, and to increase their Dominions. Thus Virtues begot their Strength, and raised their Fame: But their good Fortune brought Plenty, and Plenty Pride; the one runs into Luxury, the other into Ambition; and Ambition begot Factions so much, that in the latter daies of their Government, though it was called a Republick, yet every Man was striving to be Chief, and setting up for themselves. And, say they, why may not <hi>Caesar</hi> think himself as fit to be Emperor as any of his Fellow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>Citizens, seeing the Government would change? And that it was as great an Injustice, when he cannot do another good, to do himself wrong, as to do another wrong, and do himself no good, or to do himself and another wrong; for how often was it aimed at by <hi>Sylla Cataline,</hi> and many more, though not ripe untill <hi>Caesar's</hi> time? so that <hi>Caesar</hi> had not onely Necessity and Oppor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunity but Justice to perswade him, on his side; for any Government is better than none; for they were come al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>most to that pass, that there was no Unity; for every Man was against one another, but onely sided when they saw a particular Rise. But the general Faction fell into two hands, the one for a Republick, the other for a Monarch, wherein the Monarchical Faction prevailed, wherein <hi>Caesar</hi> was Chief; and it may be a question, whether the other Faction did not take the Republick onely for Name, but had a Monarchical Design? But, say they, Envy, that is the Enemy to all Good Success, would have dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>claimed against the other side, if they had had the same Fortune; for Envy dyes not when Action ceaseth, but lives as long as Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nourable Fame survives; and that Good Fortune made <hi>Caesar</hi> seem Ambitious, and <hi>Pompey</hi> more humble by his Ill; for though Good Fortune hath many Friends, and more Followers, yet it is to the present Condition. But to conclude, that <hi>Caesar</hi> was Valiant, Witty, Industrious, Sweet-natured, and Bountifull, Gratefull, Constant to his Friends, and Mercifull to his Enemies, shew by his Acts; and for his Valour, he fought many Battels upon great Ods and Disadvantages, and hazarded his Life other
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waies many several times. Others dispraise <hi>Caesar,</hi> and say, he was a Traitor, an Usurper, and naturally Cruel, but what he did artificially with Prodigality to compass his Ends; and that he was a Coward, and bought more Victories by his vast distribu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of Provinces, and other Gifts, than were truly got by his Courage, or Conduct. But the Factions of <hi>Caesar</hi> and <hi>Pompey</hi> dyed not when their Wars ceased, but have lived ever since a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongst the Historians; for they cannot praise one so well, unless they dispraise the other; for to praise, or dispraise them both, would have made their Theme so short, they should have little to write on; for Disputes both lengthen and heighten. But there are most commonly more faults found by Historians, than Ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plauses; but Writing hath as great a defect as Government in Commonwealths and Armies, though of less Consequence. But, they say, Men of Action have two sides, a good side, and a bad side, and some take the good side of <hi>Caesar,</hi> and the bad of <hi>Pompey;</hi> others, the good side of <hi>Pompey,</hi> and the bad of <hi>Caesar;</hi> but the bad side lyes more open and broader than the good, which makes it so often beaten upon by Envy; for Envy dis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covers the one; and veils the other.</p>
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<head>
<hi>Of</hi> Mark Anthony.</head>
<p>
<hi>MArk Anthony</hi> made <hi>Caesar's</hi> Body the Ladder to reach to his Ambition; for he knew, if he did side with the party of the <hi>Caesars,</hi> he should be one of the Chief, and have a Party to govern and command: but if he sided with <hi>Brutus,</hi> he must still submit to obey, either to the Common People, if <hi>Brutus</hi> and <hi>Casstus</hi> meant really to deliver up their power to the Commons, when they had once got it; or if they did intend to keep it, he must submit to them. And though <hi>Anthony</hi> loved <hi>Caesar</hi> very well, yet I rather believe he raised the Faction more to raise him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>self, than to revenge the death of <hi>Caesar;</hi> for few remember the Benefits of the Dead, and they know the Dead cannot give them thanks for any service they can do them.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>
<hi>Of</hi> Cleopatra.</head>
<p>AS for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I wonder she should be so Infamous for a Whore, since she was Constant to those Men she had taken; for she had no other but <hi>Caesar,</hi> whilst he lived; and for <hi>Anthony,</hi> she dyed soon after him; and can there be a greater Constancy? We must not judge Strangers according to our Laws, but ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to the Laws of the Nations where they were Natives, for she had taken them as Husbands; if the Men had more Wives than they should have, or put away good Wives for her sake, that was their Inconstancy; and we must not
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make their Faults, her Crimes; and they call her a Dissembling Woman, because she did strive to win her Husbands Affections; shall we say those dissemble, that strive to please those they love? if they say true Love can dissemble, they may as well say Truth is no Truth, and Love is no Love: but the Lover delivers his whole Soul to the Beloved. Some say she was Proud and Am<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bitious, because she loved those had most Power: She was a Great Person her self, and born to have Power, therefore it was natural to her to love Power; Besides, she might have got a worse Reputation, in being thought a base and unworthy spirited Woman, if she had loved any below her Worth. Some again say, she loved out of Craft to keep her Kingdome, I say there is an honest Policy, and it is out of Envy when they lay a reproach on it; for whosoever is to choose, it is lawfull to make the best choyce, when it is in an honest way.</p>
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<head>
<hi>Of</hi> Lucretia.</head>
<p>THE onely true and honest Wife was <hi>Lucretia,</hi> for she killed her self to save her Husbands Honour, although it was her Husbands fault that caused her Ravishment: for it was not her admittance to entice Men, but her Husbands foolish and rash ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mittance, to bring Men to be tempted: for it was her Husbands Praises that kindled, and her Beauty that inflamed the Ravisher. But that Man is worthy to be Horned, that is not contented to enjoy the Virtues of his Wife to himself.</p>
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<head>
<hi>Of</hi> Caesar.</head>
<p>HAlf <hi>Caesar's</hi> Deeds dyed when he dyed: for though his Fortunes were to shew himself a Valiant Man, a Good Souldier, and a Carefull Commander, yet he lived not to shew Justice in the Publick, as what Laws he would make, or what Government he would form; so that <hi>Caesar</hi> onely lived to shew his Conduct in Wars, but not his Magistracy in Peace.</p>
</div>
<div type="section">
<head>
<hi>Of</hi> Brutus.</head>
<p>
<hi>BRutus</hi> was thought a greater Friend to the Commonwealth, than to <hi>Caesar;</hi> but I think him a Friend to neither; for the Envy to the present Government, or Governor, begot his desire of Change: for <hi>Brutus</hi> was wise enough to know, an Indifferen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy in Commonwealths is safer than a sudden Alteration. Indeed, had the Commonwealth been at the worst, then a Change must needs have been for the better: but it was not so, for there were more that seemed for it than against it; but we must judge in
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those Causes by the Ourward Actions, to approve of <hi>Caesar's</hi> Government, by adhering to that Patty; for if they had liked better of their Old Government, they would have followed <hi>Brutus;</hi> and that Government is to be approved best, that pleas<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eth most; for Government is for Safety, Peace, and Profit; and there is nothing keeps them more in Peace, than Unity and Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cord, and the Affections of the People to their Governors, &amp;c.</p>
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<head>
<hi>Of</hi> Portia.</head>
<p>
<hi>POrtia,</hi> that killed her self with hot burning Coals, shewed more of Impatiency, and Womanish Fear, than Love to her Husband, though no question her Love was great, but her Fear was greater; for Love begets Doubts, and Doubts beget Fears, and Fears beget Hate: but true Love will be sure to save it self, till they be sure that they can do no good to that they love, and that they love is absolutely destroyed: for true Love will hope, untill there is no ground to raise Hopes on; and Hope begets Courage, and Courage will give Assistance, as long as it hath a Being: for though her Husband run out of <hi>Rome,</hi> yet he had his Life, and an Army to defend it for the time: Therfore it seemed she grieved and run mad more for loss of her Husbands Power, than for fear of her Husbands Person; and whensoever a Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man loves her Husbands Power more than his Safety, she loves her Vanity more than his Person; for Power maintains Vanity.</p>
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<head>Of <hi>Penelope, Ulysses</hi> Wife.</head>
<p>
<hi>PEnelope, Ulysses</hi> Wife, was Famous, for that she never mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ried whilst her Husband was in the Wars. It is true, she was Chast, but she gave her self leave to be Courted, which is a degree to Unchastity, and a means whereby her Husbands Estate was wasted; for if she had check'd, and not permitted them at the first, they would never have grown unto that Impudence: But it seemed she loved to have her Ears filled with her own Praises; for they that love their own Praises, most commonly are catched in the Snare of Flattery; for there are seldome Praises without much Flattery. It is true, she might be a Chast Woman, but she shewed her self but an Indifferent Wife, and not worthy of so much praise: for it is not Honesty that makes a perfect good Wife, although it be the chief Ingredient, but she must be Thristy, and Cleanly, Modest, reserved in her Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>haviour, and secret to her Husbands Counsels; for often times a Woman dishonours her Husband by her Indiscretion, as much as by the act of Adultery; for there is nothing dearer to a Man than his Fame, so a Wife should have a care to keep it.</p>
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<head>Of Women dying with their Husbands.</head>
<p>I Have not read much Story, but of that which I have, I have observed, that there have been many Women that have dyed with their Husbands; but I have not read so usually, that Men have dyed with their Wives: for in some Nations there are few or no Widows. Some say, it is not so much out of Love to their Husbands, as out of vainglorious Customes.</p>
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<head>Of the Romans dying.</head>
<p>IT was not out of Courage that the Romans killed themselves, but out of Fear; for knowing they must dye, they thought it was less pain to dye by their own hands, than by anothers; like Parents, that will not suffer another to beat their Child, but think their own Correction the easier, though their Stripes be equal; and every one thinks that better done which they do themselves, than what another doth: so they kill themselves to avoyd Pain. But those are most willing to leave the World, when the World hath left them; for it is the Vanities that makes Men so in love with the World, and themselves; for most think they enjoy no Life, if they enjoy no Vanity; I will not say All, although I say Most, for the Wise and the Virtuous reject both; or if they do not, they embrace them but moderately; and the Virtuous and Wise have Courage; and the Couragious, as they do not fear Death, so they despise not Life; for as Virtue is a Mean between two Extremes, so it keeps in the Mean of all Conditions and Estates.</p>
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<head>THE EPISTLE.</head>
<p>THis is to let you know, that I know, my Book is neither wise, witty, nor me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thodical, but various and extravagant, such as my Thoughts entertained them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>selves withall; rather making it my Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>creation, not having much Imployment, than my Trouble, for I have not tyed my self to any one Opini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, for sometimes one Opinion crosses another; and in so doing, I do as most several Writers do; onely they contradict one and another, and I contradict, or rather please my self, with the varieties of Opinions whatsoever, since it is said there is nothing truly known, but Measuring and Reckoning, the which I will leave to Arithmeticians and Geometricians, who have a Rule and Number, which my Brain can neither level at, nor comprehend: but humble and plain Opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nions, raised by the Opinions of others, I here present; and many may think my Present not worth the read<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, and that it had been better my Thoughts had been buried, than to trouble our Language with that there is so much already of, foolish and impertinent Wri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tings; for those that know not how to choose good and prositable Books, may take up such Rubbish in their place, as to dam up their Heads from the light of shining Authors. But there are few that have not so much Self-love, as to desire to live in some-thing; and I am one of those that had rather dam up a Head, than
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to be buried under foot; and wish my Brains could have melted better Metal, to have made my Book as a Bell, to sound clear and loud, but not to offend the Ears of any; for though I wish to fill them, I would not hurt them, for Fame is nothing but a Noyse. And when I consider Fortune carries as many into her House as Merit, I put out this Book, though I cannot hope to have any acceptance amongst the Learned, but leaving it to Fortunes friendship; for she many times prefers the Mean, and the Low, and disgraces those of higher Abilities; which if she favour me, I know you will be my Friends; but if she disgraces me, there is not any thing in my Book can keep off a Scorning Cen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>sure; but whether it please, or be dis-approved, I am as I am,</p>
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<signed>MARGARET NEWCASTLE.</signed>
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<head>The Worlds Olio. LIB. III.</head>
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<head>PART I.</head>
<div type="section">
<head>Of Monsters.</head>
<p>SOme say there are no Monsters, nor ugly Creatures in Nature; for a Toad, a Spi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der, or the like, are as beautifull Creatures in Nature, if it be according to their kind, as the lovelyest Man or Woman. It is true, as being according to the natural shape of such a kind of Creature: but that which is ugly, is that which is deformed, and that is deformed that is mishapen, and that is mishapen that is made crooked, or awry, or one part bigger or less than another. And those Creatures are to be called Monsters, that have more parts than they should have, or fewer, or when their parts do not sit in their proper place; as for example, if a Man should have two Heads, or four Legs, or more Hands, or Feet, or Fingers, or Toes, or Eyes, or Noses, or Ears, or the like; or if the Eyes should be placed in the Breast, in the Neck, or Mouth; or the Ears in the Breast, or Belly, or behind in the Head; or if the Arms should be where the Legs are, or the Legs where the Arms are set; or that an Arm or Hand, Leg or Foot, should grow out of the Head; or if a Man should be in some kind like a Beast, and many the like Examples might be given; this being against the nature of the kind, and not according to the natural shape, may be called a Monster. Thus there are both ugly Crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures, and Monsters; the one being a Defect of Nature, the other a Fault of Nature, or as I may say, a Vice in Nature. But a right shap'd Toad may be of an ill favour'd kind, as not being so handsom a kind as Mankind, or many other kinds of Animals; for I never heard any Poetical high Expressions of the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mendation
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of a Toad, as to say, that is a most beautifull, amia<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, sweet, lovely Toad.</p>
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<head>Of Upright Shape.</head>
<p>THat which makes Man seem so Excellent a Creature above other Animal Creatures, is nothing but the Straitness and Uprightness of his Shape; for being strait breasted, and his Throat so equal to his Breast, and his Mouth so equal to his Throat, makes him apt for Speech, which other Creatures have not; for either their Legs, Belly, or Neck, Mouth and Head, are uneven, or unequally set: And this Shape doth not onely make Man fit for Speech, but for all sorts of Motion, or Action; which gives him more Knowledge, by the Experience thereof from the Accidents thereby, than all other Animals, were they joyned together. Thus Speech and Shape make Men Gods, or Rulers over other Creatures.</p>
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<div type="section">
<head>Memory is Atoms in the Brain set on fire.</head>
<p>SOme say Memory is the folding of the Brain, like Leaves of a Book, or like Scales of Fishes, which by motion of Wind or Vapours, are caused by outward Objects, which heave up their Folds, wherein the Letters or Print of such things as have been represented to it; and those things that have been lost in the Memory, is either by the reason those Folds have never been o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pened after they were printed, or that the Prints have been worn out, as not being engraven deep enough. But I think it is as likely that the Brains should be full of little Substances no bigger than Atomes, set on fire by Motion, and so the Fire should go out and in, according as the Motion is slackned or increased, either by outward Objects, or inward Vapours; and when things are lost in the Memory, it is when the Fire of those Atomes is gone out, and never kindled again; and that sometimes the Memory is not so quick as at other times, is, because some Vapours damp and smother the Fire, or quench it out. But Memory is the light and life of Man, and those