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Slandrous reproches, and foule infamies, Leasings, backbitings, and vain-glorious crakes, Bad counsels, prayses, and false flatteries, All those against that fort did build their batteries.

§ 73. Hermitage.

A LITTLE lowly hermitage it was,
Down in a dale hard by a forest side,
Farre from resort of people that did pass
In travell to and fro: a little wide
There was an holy chapell edified,

Wherein the hermit duly went to say
His holy things each morn and even tide:
Thereby a crystal streame did gently play,
Which from a sacred fountain welled forth

He thence led me into this hermitage,
Letting his steeds to graze upon the green;
Sinall was his house, and like a little
For his own turne, yet inly neat and clean,
Deckt with green boughes, and flowers gay be

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IPPOLYTUS a jolly huntsman was,
That wont in charot chase the foaming

He all his peers in beauty did surpass,
But lady's love, as loss of time, forbore;
His wanton step-dame loved him the more.

But when she saw her offer'd sweet refused, Her love she turn'd to hate, and him before

His father fierce, of treason false accused, And with her jealous terms his open ears abused.

Who all in rage his sea-god sire besought
Some cursed vengeance on his son to cast;
From surging gulph two monsters straight
were brought,

With dread whereof his chasing steeds aghast
Both charot swift and huntsman overcast ;

His goodly corps on ragged clifts yrent
Was quite dismembred, and his members chast
Scattred on every mountaine, as he went,
That of Hippolytus was left no monument.
§ 75. Honour.

WHOSO in pompe of proud estate (quoth


Does swim, and bathes himself in courtly bliss,
Does wast his daies in darke obscurity
And in oblivion ever buried is;
Where ease abounds, it's easie to doc amiss;

Abroad in arms, at home in studious kind, Who seekes with painefull toile, shall honour soonest find.

In woods, in waves, in wars she wonts to

And will be found with perill and with paine;
Ne can the man that moulds in idle cell,
Unto her happy mansion attaine:
Before her gate high God did sweat ordaine,
And wakeful watches ever to abide ;
But easie is the way, and passage plaine
To pleasure's palace; it may soon be spice,
And day and night her doors to all stand ope

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§ 78. Hypocrite.

But who his limbs with labours, and his A length they chanc't to meet upon the way


Behaves with cares, cannot so easie miss.

An aged sire, in long black weeds yclad, His feet all bare, his beard all hoarie grate, And

And by his belt his book he hanging had ;
Sober he seem'd, and very sagely sad,

And to the ground his eyes were lowly bent, Simple in shewe, and void of malice bad,

And all the way he prayed as he went, [pent. And often knockt his breast, as one that did re


§ 79. Idleness.

which the first, that all the rest did guide, Was sluggish Idleness, the nurse of sin; Upon a slothful ass he chose to ride, Arraid in habit black, and amis thin, Like to an holy monk the servis to begin. And in his hand a portesse still he bare, That much was worne, but therein little red; For of nevotion he had little care, Still drown'd in sleep, and most of his days dead, Scarce could he once uphold his heavy head To looken whether it were night or day. May seem the waine was very evil led, When such an one had guiding of the way, That knew not whether right he went, or else astray.

From worldly cares himself he did esloine, And greatly shunned manly exercise

For every work he challenged effoine, For contemplation sake: yet otherwise, His life he led in lawless riotise:

By which he grew to grievous maladie; For in his lustless limbs through evil guise A shaking feaver raign'd continually; such one was Idleness, first of this company.

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The Wandring Islands: therefore do them shonne; [wight

For they have oft drawn many a wandring Into most deadly danger and distressed plight. Yet well they seem to him, that farre doth view,

Both faire and fruitful, and the ground dispred
With grassie green of delectable hew,
And the tall trees with leaves unparelled,
Are deckt with blossoms dyed in white and red,
That mote the passengers thereto allure;
But whosoever once hath fastened

His foot thereon, may never it recure,
But wandreth evermore uncertain and unsure.

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Which underneath did hide his filthiness,
In a green gowne he clothed was full faire

And in his hand a burning heart did bare,
Full of vaine follies, and new fangleness,
For he was false, and fraught with fickleness,

And learned had to love with secrett lookes, And well could dance and sing with ruefulness, And fortunes tell, and read in loveing books, And thousand other waies, to bait his fleshly hooks.

And lusted after all that he did love,
Inconstant man, that loved all he saw,

Ne would his looser life be tied to law, But joy'd weak women's hearts to tempt and prove,

If from their loyal loves he might them move; Which lewdness fill'd him with reproachful Of that foule evill which all men reprove; (paine That rots the marrow and consumes the


Such one was Lechery, the third of all this traine. 224 $1.

$84. Life.

WHY doe wretched men so much desire To draw their days unto the utmost date, And doe not rather wish them soon expire, Knowing the misery of their estate, And thousand perils which them still awaite, Tossing themselves like a boat amid the maine That every hour they knock at deathes gate? And he that happy seemes, and least in paine, Yet is as nigh his end, as he that most doth plaine.

The whiles some one did chaunt this lovely lay: Ah see, who so faire thing dost faine to see,

In springing flowre the image of thy day; All see thy virgin rose, how sweetly shee Doth first peep forth with bashful niodestie, That fairer seems, the less you see her may; Lo, see soon after, how more bold and free Iler bared bosom she doth broad display; Lo, see soon after, how she fades and falls away. So passeth in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leafe, the bud, the flowre, Ne more doth flourish after first decay, That earst was sought to deck both bed and bowre

Of many a lady, and many a paramoure :

Gather the rose of love, whilst yet is time, Whilst loving thou mayst loved be with equal


$85. Lion.

LIKE as a lion that by chaunce doth fall

Into the hunter's toil, doth rage and roare, In royal heart disdaining to be thrall: But all in vaine; for what night one do more? They have him taken captive, tho' it grieve him sore.


Like as a lion, whoes imperial powre A proud rebellious unicorn defies,

T'avoid the rash assault and wrathful stowre Of his fierce foe, him to a tree applies, And when him running in full course he spies, He slips aside; the whiles that furious beast His precious borne sought of his enemies,

Strikes in the stock, ne thence can be releast, But to the mighty victor yields a bounteous feast.

§ 86. Love.

SACRED fire that burnest mightily In living brests, ykindled first above, Emongst th'eternal spheres and lamping sky, And thence pour'd into men, which men call love;

Not that same which doth base affections move In brutish mindes, and filthy lust inflame; But that sweet fit, that does true beauty love, And choseth vertue for his dearest dame, Whence spring all noble deeds, and neverdying fame.

Well did antiquitie a god thee deeme, That ever mortal minds has so great might, To order them as best to thee doth seeme, And all their actions to direct aright; The fatal purpose of divine foresight

Thou dost effect in destined descents, Through deep impression of thy secret might; And stirredst up the heroes high intents, Which the late world admires for wondro


Wondrous it is to see in diverse mindes, How diversely Love doth his pageants play,

And shews his power in variable kinds: The baser wit, whoes idle thoughts alway, Are wont to cleave unto the lowly clay,

It stirreth up to sensual desire, And in lewd sloth to wast its careless dav;

But in brave sprite it kindies goodly fire, That to all high desert and honour doth aspi Ne suffereth uncomely idleness

In his free thought to build her sluggish nest,
Ne suffereth it thought of ungentleness,
Ever to creep into his noble brest;
But to the highest and the worthiest

Lifteth it up, that else would lowly fall: It lets not fall, it lets it not to rest:

It lets not scarce this prince to breath at But to his first pursuit him forward still de


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$88. Mastiff

IKE as a mastiffe, having at a bay A salvage bull, whoes cruel hornes do thre Desperate danger, if he them assay, Traceth his ground, and round about doth be To spy where he may some advantage get: The whilst the beast doth rage and loudly ro

$ 89. Mediocrity. OE second sister, who did far excel

The other two; Medina was her name, A sober, sad, and comely courteous dame; Who rich array'd, and yet in modest guize, In goodly garments, that her well became, Faire marching forth in honourable wise, Him at the threshold met, and well did enter

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And round about before her feet there sate
A beautie of faire virgins clad in white,

That goodly seem'd t'adorne her royal state,
All lovely daughters of high Jove, that hight
Litæ, by him begot in love's delight,

Upon the righteous Themis: those they say
Upon Jove's judgment-seat waite day and night,
And when in wrath he threats the world's
They do his anger calme, and cruel vengeance

They also doe, by his divine permission,
Upon the thrones of mortal princes tend,

And often treat for pardon and remission
To suppliants through frailtie which offend;
Those did upon Marcille's throne attend:

Just Dice, wise Eunomie, mild Eirene;
And them amongst, her glory to commend,

She led him up into a goodly bowre,
id comely courted with meet modestie,
Ne in her speech, ne in her haviour,
as lightness seen, or looser vanitie,
it gratious womanhood, and gravitie,
Above the reason of her youthful years:
rgolden locks she roundly did uptie
in braided trammells, that no looser hares
I out of order stray about her dainty eares.
Betwixt them both the fair Medina sate,
th sober grace, and goodly cariage:
With equall measure she doth moderate
e strong extremities of their outrage;
at forward pair she ever would asswage,
When they would strive due reason to exceed;
that same froward twaine would accourage,
and of her plenty adde unto their need:
sept she them in order, and herself in heed.

§ 90. Mercy.

HEY, passing by, were guided by degree
Unto the pressance of that gratious queen:
hosate on high, that she might all men see,
I might of all men royally be seene,
on a throne of gold full bright and sheene;
Adorned all with gemmes of endless price,
either might for wealth have gotten been,
Or could be fram'd by workman's rare device;
d all embost with lyons and with flowre

Sate goodly Temperance, in garments clene, And sacred Reverance, yborne of heavenly


Some clerkes doe doubt in their deviceful art,
Whether this heavenly thing, whereof 1 treat,

To weeten, mercy, be of justice part,
Or drawne forth from her by divine extreate.
This will I wote, that sure she is as great,
And meriteth to have as high a place,
Sith in th' Altnighties everlasting scat

She first was bred, and borne of heavenly race;
From thence pour'd down on men, by influ

ence of grace.


nd over all her cloth of state was spred,
of rich tissew, nor of cloth of gold,
or of ought else that may be richest red,
like a cloud, as likest may be told,
it her broad spreading wings did wide un-

For if that virtue be of that great might,
Which from just verdict will for nothing start,
But to preserve inviolated right,
Oft spoils the principal to save the part;
So much more then is that of powre and art,
That scekes to save the subject of her skill,


Whose skirts were bordered with bright sun-Yet never doth for doom of right depart:

ny beames,


string like gold, amongst the plights enrold,
And here and there shooting forth silver
[glittering gleames.
ngst which crept the little angels thro' the
eemed those little angels did uphold
= cloth of state, and on their purpled wings
Did bear the pendants, thro' their nimbless
ides a thousand more of such, as sings [bold,
nes to high God, and carols heavenly


Encompassed the throne, on which she sate:
angel-like, the heir of ancient kings
nd mighty conquerors, in royal state,
ilst kings and Caesars at her feet did them


Thus she did sit in sovereign majestie,
ing a sceptre in her royal hand,
he sacred pledge of peace and clemencie,
h which high God had blest her happy land,
agre so many foes which did withstand.
ut at her feet her sword was likewise layd,
oes long rest rusted the bright steely brand,
et when as foes enforc't, or friends sought

As it is greater praise to save, than spill; And better to reforme, than to cut off the ill.

$91. Minerva.

LIKE as Minerva, being late return'd

From slaughter of the giants conquered ; Where proud Encelade, whose wide nosetrils burn'd

With breathed flames, like to a furnace red,
Transfixed with his spear, down tumbled dead

From top of Hemus, by him heaped hie,
Hath loos'd her helmet from her lofty head,

And her Gorgonian shield gins to untie From her left arme, to rest in glorious victorie.

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Now when the rosy-finger'd morning faire,


could it sternly draw, that all the world dis-Weary of aged Tithon's saffron bed,

Had spred her purple robe thro' deawy aire, [And bring us bale and bitter sorrowings, And the high hills Titan discovered, The royal virgin shook her drowsy head.

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Instead of comfort which we should embrace: This is the state of Cæsars and of kings. Let none therefore that is in meaner place, Too greatly grieve at any his unlucky case.

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Where she all day did hide her hated hew.
Before the door her iron charot stood,
Already harnessed for journey new;

And cole-black steeds yborne of hellish brood, That on their nasty bits did champ, as they were wood.

By this, eternall lamps, where-with high Je Doth light the world, were half yspent, And the moist daughters of huge Atlas shore Into the ocean deep to drive their wearied rose, Now when as all the world in silence deep Yshrowded was, and every mortal wight Was drowned in the depth of deadly sleep. Night, thou foule mother of annoyance sa Sister of heavy death, and nurse of woe,

Which was begot in heaven, but for thy ha And brutish shape, thrust downe to hell bele, Where, by the grim floud of Cocytus slowe,

That dwelling is Herebus' black hous, (Black Herebus, thy husband, is the foe

Of all the Gods) where thou ungracious, Half of thy days doest lead in horrour hedeoc

What had th' Eternal Maker need of thee, The world in his continual course to keep,

That doest all things deface, ne lettest see The beautie of his work? Indeed in sleep The slothful body doth love to steep

His lustless limbs, and drowne his baser mint Doth praise thee oft, and oft from Stygian de Calls thee his goddess, in his errour blin And great dame Nature's hand-maid chear every kind.

But well I wote, that to an heavy heart Thou art the root and nurse of bitter cares,

Breeder of new, renewer of old smarts; Instead of rest, thou lendest rayling tears,

And dreadful visions, in the which alive,

The dreary image of sad death appears:

So from the warie spirite thou dost drive Desired rest, and men of happiness deprive.

Under thy mantle black there hidden lye, Light-shunning theft, and trayterous intent,

Abhorred bloudshed, and vile felony, Shamefull deceipt, and danger iminent: Foule horror, and eke hellish dreriment:

All these (I wote) in thy protection bet, And light doe shunne, for fear being shent: For, light ylike is loth'd of them and ther And all that lewdness love, doe hate the light

to see.


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