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And to the ground his eyes very lowly bent,
Simple in fhewe, and void of malice bad,
And all the way he prayed as he went,

And often knockt his breaft, as one that did repent.

JEALOUSIE.

O hateful hellish Snake, what Fury first
Brought thee from baleful House of Proferpine,
Where in her bofom the thee long had nurft,
And fofter'd up with bitter milke oftine
Foule Jealoufie that turneft love divine

(Spen.

To joyless dread, and mak'ft the loving heart With heatful thoughts to languish and to pine, And feed it felf with felf-confuming smart ? Of all the paffions of the mind thou wileft art. Spen. The greater Care, the higher Paflion shews: We hold that deareft we most fear to lofe : Diftruft in Lovers is too warm a Sun,

But yet 'tis Night in Love when that is gone :

And in thofe Climes which moft his Scorching know, He makes the nobleft Fruits and Metals grow.

(Dryd. Cong, of Gran. What Arts can blind a jealous Woman's Eyes?

Love the first Motions of the Lover hears,

Quick to prefage, and ev'n in Safety fears.Dryd. Virg. Jealoufie is a noble Crime;

'Tis the high Pulfe of Paffion in a Feaver;

A fickly Draught, but fhews a burning Thirst.

(Dryd. Amphit

Ah! Why are not the Hearts of Women known? Falfe Women to new Joys unseen can move, There are no Prints left in the Paths of Love: All Goods befides by publick Marks are known, But that we most defire to keep has none.

(Dryd. Conq. of Gran. p. z. Think'st thou I'll make a Life of Jealoufie,

To follow ftill the Changes of the Moon
With fresh Surmifes? No, to be once in Doubt,

Is to be refolv'd. But yet, Iago,

I'll fee before I doubt: when I doubt, prove;
And on the Proof there is no more but this,
Away at once with Love or Jealoufie.

Shak, Othel.

O plague me, Heav'n, plague me with all the Woes That Man can fuffer: Root up my Poffeffions, Ship-wreck my far-fought Ballaft in the Haven, Fire all my Cities, burn my Dukedoms down, Let midnight Wolves howl in my defart Chambers, May the Earth yawn! shatter the Frame of Nature! Let the wreck'd Orbs in Whirl-winds round me move! But fave me from the Rage of jealous Love!

IDLENES S.

(Lee's Caf. Borg.

Of which the first that all the reft did guide,
Was fluggish Idleness, tho nurse of Sin;
Upon a flothful Afs he chofe to ride,
Arraid in habit black, and amis thin,
Like an holy Monk the Servis to begin.

And in his hand a Porteffe ftill he bare,

That much was worne, but therein little red;

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For of Devotion he had little care,

Still drownd in fleep, and most of his days dead;
Scarce could he once uphold his heavy head

To looken whether it were night or day.

May feem the waine was very evil led,

When fuch an one had guiding the way,
That knew not whether right he went,or elfe aftray.

From worldly cares himself he did efloine,
And greatly fhunned manly exercise :
For every work he challenged effoine,
For contemplation fake: yet otherwife,
His life he led in lawlefs riotife e;

By which he grew to grievious maladie ;
For in his luftless limbs through evil guife

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A fhaking feaver raign'd continually :

Such one was Idleness, first of this company. Spen.

IGNORANCE.

At last, with creeping crooked pace, forth came
An old Man, with beard as white as fnow,
That on a Staffe his feeble fteps did frame,
And guide his weary Steps both to and fro;
For his eye-fight him failed long ago:

And on his arme a bunch of keys he bore,
The which, unused, ruft did over-growe :
Those were the keys of every inward dore;

But he could not them ufe, but kept them ftill in

But wery uncouth fight was to behold
How he did fashion his untoward pace :
For as he forward mov'd his footing old,

So backward ftill was turn'd his wrinkled face;
Unlike to men, who ever as they trace,
Both feet and face one way are wont to lead;
This was the ancient keeper of that place,
And fofter-father of the Giant dead,

(ftore.

Spen.

His name Ignaro did his nature right aread.
Ignorance, Difcord's Parent, by her food,
And from her Breast squeez'd Juice,like blackifh Blood,
Her hateful Off-spring's most delicious Food.
A formidable Figure! black as Night!
That does in Shades and Labyrinths delight;
Exceeding fierce; but deftitute of Sight.

A Crowd of howling Hell-hounds near her ftay'd,
All hideous Forms and her Commands obey'd.
Contention, Zeal, inexorable Rage,

And Strife, that wretched Men in Arms engage;
Various Divifion, Malice, dead by Hate,

That rend a Kingdom, and diffolve a State.

Blac.

INCONSTANCY.

For those fame Iflands, feeing now and then, Are not firme land, or any certein wonne, But ftraggling plots; which to and fro do ronne In the wide waters: therefore are they hight The wandring Islands: Therefore do them shonne; For they have oft drawn many a wandring wight Into most deadly danger and distressed plight.

Yet well they feem to him, that farre doth veiw, Both faire and fruitful, and the ground difpred With graffie green of delectable hew,

And the tall Trees with leaves unparelled,
Are deckt with bloffomes dyde in white and red,
That mote the Passengers thereto allure;

But whofoever once hath fastened

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

INCONTINENCE.

The wanton Lady with her Lover lofe,
Whoes fleepy head the in her lap did foft difpofe.

Upon a bed of rofes fhe was laid,

As faint through heat, or dight to pleasant fin,
And was arraid, or rather difarraid,

All in a veil of filk and filver thin,

That had no whit her alabafter skin,

But rather fliew'd more white if more might be :

More fubtile web Arachne cannot spin,

Nor the fine nets, which oft we woven fee

Of fcorched dew, doe not in th' aire more lightly

(Hee.

Her fnowy breaft was bare to ready spoile Of hungry eyes, which more therewith be fill'd : And yet through languour of her late sweet toyle, Few drops, more clear than Nectar, forth dutill'd, The like pure orient Pearles adowne it trill'a :

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And her faire eyes fweet fmyling in delight, Moyftened their firie with which the thril'd

Fraile hearts, yet quenched not: like starry night, Which fparkling on the filent waves, does feem more (bright. Spen.

INDIAN S.

Thus in the Western World fo lately found,

Tho' circling Years have paft their conftant Round;
Tho' tedious Ages have fucceffive roll'd,

No length of Time could this great Truth unfold:
Here all her Pride has bounteous Nature shown,
And fports her felf in Forms to us unknown :
But tho each blushing Fruit, or smiling Flow'r
Declares a GO D, and speaks his awful Pow'r,
Yet the dark Indians never will reflect,
No Deity adore, no Heav'n expect:

Thoughtless they live, nor heed an After-state,
Intent on Earth, and careless of their Fate.

INFIRMARY.

Immediately a Place

(Black. Creat.

Before his Eyes appear'd, fick, noifom, dark,
A Lazar-house it feem'd, wherein were laid
Numbers of all Difeas'd, all Maladies.
Dire was the toffing, deep the Groans; Despair
Tended the Sick, bufy from Couch to Couch;
And over them triumphant Death his Dart
Shook, but delay'd to strike, tho' oft invok’d
With Vows, as their chief Good, and final Hope. Milt.

INSECT S.

Thus when the Nile from Pharian Fields is fed, And feeks with ebbing Tides his antient Bed ; The fat Manure with Heav'nly Fire is warm'd, And crufted Creatures, as in Wombs, are form'd : Thefe, when they turn the Glebe, the Peafants find, Some rude, and yet unfinish'd in their Kind:

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