For, lo! how many have we seen to grow
To high renown from lowest miseries,

Out of the hands of death, and many a one
To have been undone, had they not been undone.

DANIEL.

Dpinion.

OPINION, how dost thou molest
The affected mind of restless man?
Who following thee never can,
Nor ever shall attain to rest,

For getting what thou sayest is best.
Yet, lo! that best he finds far wide
Of what thou promisedst before.
For in the same he looked for more,
Which proves
but small when once 'tis tried.
Then something else thou findst beside,

To draw him still from thought to thought;
When in the end all proves but naught.

Farther from rest he finds him then,
Than at the first when he began.

O malcontent, alluring guest,

Contriver of our greatest woes;

Which born of wind, and fed with shows,
Dost nurse thyself in thy unrest;

Judging ungotten things the best,

Or what thou in conceit designest;

And all things in the world dost deem,
Not as they are, but as they seem;

Which shows their state thou ill definest:

And livest to come-in present pinest.

For what thou hast, thou still dost lack,
O mind's tormentor, body's wrack,
Vain promiser of that sweet rest,
Which never any yet possessed.

If we unto ambition tend,

Then dost thou draw our weakness on,
With vain imagination

Of that which never had an end.
Thou tellest us that is ever best
Which we have never yet possessed.

And that more pleasure rests beside,
In something that we have not tried.
And when the same likewise is had,
Then all is one, and all is bad.

To this conclusion all is brought :
This is that rest this vain world lends,
To end in death that all things ends.

DANIEL.

Heavenly Mansions.

SITH God is ever changeless as He's good,
We worms most mutable, in spite of change,
May ever stand in Him that ever stood,
By faith, and hope, and love; and never range
But when through Him we go to places strange.
And though by nature mutable we be,
Yet may His grace from us that state estrange,
And match us to immutability

In the bride-chamber of felicity.

He's true of promise, sith He cannot change; Then why should sorrowing sinners fear to die?

Since earth's familiars are to heaven strange,
Then heaven we cannot have while here we lie.
And He that's free from all uncertainty,
Hath in His ever never-failing Word,

Given us by deed, with His blood sealed, an high And Heavenly mansion, which He doth afford To all, whose wills do with His will accord.

DAVIES.

Man-The Aspirer.

NATURE that formed us of four elements,
Warring within our breasts for regiment,
Doth teach us all to have aspiring minds:
Our souls, whose faculties can comprehend
The wondrous architecture of the world,
And measure every wandering planet's course,
Still climbing after knowledge infinite,
And always moving as the restless spheres
Will us to wear ourselves, and never rest
Until we reach the ripest fruit of all.

The Soul's Errand.

Go, soul, the body's guest,
Upon a thankless errand !
Fear not to touch the best;

The truth shall be thy warrant.

Go, since I needs must die,
And give the world the lie.

E

MARLOWE.

Go, tell the Court-it glows
And shines like rotten wood;
Go, tell the Church-it shows

What's good, and doth no good.

If Church and Court reply,
Then give them both the lie.

Tell Potentates-they live,

Acting by others actions,

Not loved unless they give,

Not strong but by their factions.

If Potentates reply,

Give Potentates the lie.

Tell men of high condition,

That rule affairs of state

Their purpose is ambition,

Their practice-only hate.

And if they once reply,
Then give them all the lie.

Tell them that brave it most,

They beg for more by spending,

Who, in their greatest cost,

Seek nothing but commending.

And if they make reply,

Then give them all the lie.

Tell Age-it daily wasteth;
Tell Honour-how it alters;
Tell Beauty-how she blasteth ;
Tell Favour-how she falters.

And as they shall reply,
Give every one the lie.

Tell Wit-how much it wrangles
In tickle points of niceness;

Tell Wisdom-she entangles

Herself in over-wiseness.

And when they do reply,
Straight give them both the lie.

Tell Physic—of her boldness;
Tell Skill-it is pretension;

Tell Charity-of coldness;

Tell Law-it is contention.

And as they do reply,
So give them still the lie.

Tell Fortune-of her blindness;
Tell Nature—of decay ;

Tell Friendship-of unkindness;

Tell Justice of delay.

And if they will reply,

Then give them all the lie.

Tell Arts-they have no soundness,

But vary by esteeming ;

Tell Schools-they want profoundness, And stand too much on seeming.

If Arts and Schools reply,

Give Arts and Schools the lie.