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I nave some naked thoughts which rove th
And loudly knock to have their passage ou;
And, weary of their place, do only stay
Till thou hast deck'd them in thy best array;
That so they may, without suspect or fi ars,
Fly swiftly to this fair assembly's ears:
Yet I had rather, if I were to choose,

y service in some graver subject use,

Such as may make thee search thy coffers round,
Before thou clothe my fancy in fit sound:
Such where the deep transported mind may sour
Above the wheeling poles, and at heaven's door
Look in, and see each blissful deity,

How he before the thunderous throne doth lie,
Listening to what unshorn Apollo sings

To the touch of golden wires, while Hebe brings
Immortal nectar to her kingly sire:

Then passing through the spheres of watchful fire.
And misty regions of wide air next under,
And hills of snow, and lofts of piled thunder,
May tell at length how green-ey'd Neptune raves,
In heaven's defiance mustering all his waves ;
Then sing of secret things that came to pass
When beldame Nature in her cradle was ;
And last of kings, and queens, and heroes old,
Such as the wise Demodocus once told
In solemn songs at king Alcinous' feast,
While sad Ulysses' soul, and all the rest,
Are held, with his melodious harmony,
In willing chains and sweet captivity.

But fie, my wandering muse, how thou dost stray i
Expectance calls thee now another way;
Thou know'st it must be now thy only hent
To keep in compass of thy predicament:
Then quick about thy purpos'd business come,
That to the next I may resign my room.

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Then Ensis represented as father of the Predicaments his two sons, whereof the eldest stood for Sub stance with his canons, which Ens thus speaking, explains:

Good luck befriend thee, son; for, at thy birth,
The faery ladies danc'd upon the hearth;
Thy drowsy nurse hath sworn she did them spy
Come tripping to the room where thou didst lie,
And, sweetly singing round about thy bed,
Strew all their blessings on thy sleeping head.
She heard them give thee this, that thou shouldst
From eyes of mortals walk invisible:

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Yet there is something that doth force my fear :
For once it was my dismal hap to hear
A Sibyl old, bow-bent with crooked age,
That far events full wisely could presage,
And in time's long and dark prospective glass,
Foresaw what future days should bring to pass;
"Your son," said she, "(nor can you it prevent,)
Shall subject be to many an accident.

O'er all his brethren he shall reign as king,
Yet every one shall make him underling;
And those, that cannot live from him asunder,
Ungratefully shall strive to keep him under ;
In worth and excellence he shall out-go them;
Yet, being above them, he shall be below them;
From others he shall stand in need of nothing,
Yet on his brothers shall depend for clothing.
To find a foe it shall not be his hap,

And peace shall lull him in her flowery lap;
Yet shall be live in strife, and at his door
Devouring war shall never cease to roar :
Yea, it shall be his natural property
To harbour those that are at enmity.

What power, what for what mighty spell, if

not

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Your learned hands, dan loose this Gordian knot ?”

The next Quantity and Quality spake in prose; the
Relation was called by his name.

RIVERS, arise; whether thou be the son
Of utmost Tweed, or Oose, or gulfy Dun,
Or Trent, who, like some earth-born giant, sprea
His thirsty arms along the indented meads;
Or sullen Mole, that runneth underneath;
Or Severn swift, guilty of maiden's death;
Or rocky Avon, or of sedgy Lee,

Or Coaly Tine, or ancient hallow'd Dee;
Or Humber loud, that keeps the Scythian's nam
Or Medway smooth, or royal-tower'd Thame.
The rest was prose.]

ΑΝ ΕΡΙΤΑΡΗ,

On the admirable Dramatic Poet, William
Shakspeare.

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WHAT needs my Shakspeare for his hono
The labour of an age in piled stones?
Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid
Vnder a starry-pointing pyramid ?
Dear son of memory, great heir of fame,
What need'st thou such weak witness of thy na
Thou, in our wonder and astonishment,
Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavou
Thy easy numbers flow; and that each heart
Hath, from the leaves of thy unvalued book,
Those Delphic lines with deep impression too
Then thou, our fancy of itself bereaving,
Dost make us marble with too much conceivi:
And, so sepulchred, in such pomp dost lie,
That kings, for such a tomb. would wish to

ON THE UNIVERSITY CARRIER,

o sickened in the Time of his Vacancy; being rbid to go to London, by reason of the Plague. RE lies old Hobson; death hath broke his girt, here, alas! hath laid him in the dirt; else the ways being foul, twenty to one, s here stuck in a slough, and overthrown. was such a shifter, that, if truth were known, ■th was half-glad when he had got him down ; he had, any time this ten years full,

g'd with him betwixt Cambridge and The Bull. surely Death could never have prevail'd, I not his weekly course of carriage fail'd; lately finding him so long at home,

1 thinking now his journey's end was come, I that he had ta'en up his latest inn,

he kind office of a chamberlain,

v'd him his room where he must lodge that night,

1 off his boots, and took away the light: ask for him, it shall be said,

son has supt, and 's newly gone to bed."

Another on the Same.

lieth one, who did most truly prove
e could never die while he could move;

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his destiny, never to rot

he might still jog on and keep his trot;
f sphere metal, never to decay

is revolution was at stay.

umbers motion, yet (without a crime
old truth) motion number'd out his time:
ke an engine mov'd with wheel and weight,
ciples being ceas'd, he ended straight.
hat gives all men life, gave him his death,
much breathing put him out of breath ;

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Nor were it contradiction to affirm,
Too long vacation basted on his term.
Merely to drive the time away he sicken'd,
Fainted, and died, nor would with ale be quicken'd
"Nay," quoth he, on his swooning bed outstretch'd
"If I mayn't carry, sure I'll ne'er be fetch'd,
But vow, though the cross doctors all stood hearers,
For one carrier put down to make six bearers.'
Ease was his chief disease; and to judge right,
He died for heaviness that his cart went light:
His leisure told him that his time was come,
And lack of load made his life burdensome,
That even to his last breath, (there be that say't,)
As he were press'd to death, he cried, "More
weight.

"

But had his doings lasted as they were,
He had been an immortal carrier.
Obedient to the moon, he spent his date
In course reciprocal, and had his fate
Link'd to the mutual flowing of the seas,
Yet (strange to think) his wain was his increase;
His letters are deliver'd all and gone,

Only remains this superscription.

ON THE NEW FORCERS OF CONSCIENCE,
Under the Long Parliament.

BECAUSE you have thrown off your prelate lord,
And with stiff vows renounc'd his Liturgy,
To seize the widow'd whore Plurality

From them whose sin ye envied, not abhorr'd; Dare ye for this adjure the civil sword

To force our consciences that Christ set free,
And ride us with a classic hierarchy

Taught ye by mere A. S. and Rotherford ?
Men, whose life, learning, faith, and pure intent,
Would have been held in high esteem with Paul,
Must now be nam'd and printed heretics,

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