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Ah, be not those most miserable fouls,

Their judgments to refine, who never strive !
Nor will not look upon the learned ferouls,

Which without practice do experience give :
But whilft base Noth each better care controuls,

Are dead in ignorance, intomb'd alive :
'Twixt beasts, and such, the différence is but small ;
They, use not reason, beasts have none at all.

E. of Sterline to Prince Henry.
Yet registers of memorable things
Would help, great prince, to make thy judgment

sound;
Which to the eye a perfect mirror brings,
Where all should glass themselves, who would be

crown'd:
Read these rare parts, that acted were by kings,

The strain's heroick, and the end renown'd:
Which, whilst thou in thy cabinet doft fit,
Are worthy to bewitch thy growing wit.
And do not, do not thou the means omit,

Times match'd with times, what they beget to spy;
Since history may lead thee unto it;

A pillar whereupon good sp’rites rely;
Of time the table, and the nurse of wit ;

The square of reason, and the minds clear eye : ; Which leads the curious reader through huge harms, Who stands secure, whilft looking on alarms.

E. of Sterline to Prince Henry. Hiftorians to some courts have had recourse

By kings commands; who did of them explore
The former age : That they might steer their course,

As skilful pilots of great states before;
And cut out all their actions by the thread
Of ancient times : Best doctors are the dead.

Aleyn's Poitiers.
I remember in the age of Afaracus
And Ninus, and about the ways of Thebes,

And

And the fiege of Troy, there were few things committed
To my charge, but those that were well worthy
The preserving ; but now ev'ry trifle
Must be wrapp'd up in the volume of eternity :
A rich pudding-wife, or a cobbler cannot die,
But I muft immortalize his name with
An epitaph : A dog cannot piss in
A nobleman's shoe, but it must be sprinkled
Into the chronicles ; so that I never
Could remember my treas'ry more full, and
Never emptier of honourable
And true heroical actions.

Lingua.
This is a great fault in a chronologer
To turn parasite; an absolute history
Should be in fear of none ; neither should he
Write any thing more than truth for friendship,
Or else for hate ; but keep himself equal
And constant in all his discourses.

Lingua. Chronologers, many of them, are so fantastick, As when they bring a captain to the combat, Lifting up his revengeful arm to dispart The head of his enemy, they'll hold up His arms so long, till they have bestow'd three Or four pages in describing the gold Hilts of his threatning fauchion; so that In ny fancy, the reader may well wonder His adversary stabs him not, before He strikes.

Lingua. The ftile is full, and princely, Stately, and absolute, beyond what e'er These eyes have seen ; and Rome, whose majesty Is there describ'd, in after-times shall owe For her memorial to your learned pen, More than to all those fading monuments Built with the riches of the spoiled world.

When

When ruft shall eat her brass, when times strong hand
Shall bruise to duft her marble palaces,
Triumphal arches, pillars, obelisks ;
When Julius Temple, Claudius' aqueducts,
Agrippa's baths, and Pompey's theatre ;
Nay, Rome itself shall not be found at all,
Hitorians books shall live ; those strong records,
Those deathless monuments alone shall shew,
What, and how great, the Roman empire was.

May's Agrippina.
The nobleft spur unto the fons of fame,
Is thirst of honour, and to have their name
Inroll'd in faithful history : Thus worth
Was by a wise ambition first brought forth.
Truth is the Historian's crown, and art
Squares it to stricter comeliness : Each part
Thou skillfully observ'it, whose learned fleight
Shall teach succeeding ages how to write.

John Hall on Charles Aleyn. Historians, only things of weight, Results of persons, or affairs of state, Briefly, with truth and clearness should relate : Laconick shortness memory feeds

Heath. H O N E S T r. 1. Take note, Oh world, To be direct and honest, is not safe. I thank you for this profit, and from hence, I'll love no friend, fith love breeds such offence. 2. Nay, itay thou should'It be honest1. I should be wise, for honesty's a fool, And loses what it works for.

Shakespear's Othelle. A good man should and must Sit rather down with loss, than rise unjust.

Fobnfon's Sejanus.

Lands

Lands mortgag'd may return, and more esteemd ;
But honesty once pawn'd, is ne'er redeem'd.

Midilleton's Trick to catch the Old One.
Good honourable fool,
That would't be honest, 'cause thou wouldit be fo;
Producing no one reason but thy will.
And it has a good report, prettily commended,
But pray by whom i mean people, ignorant people ;
The better fort I'm sure cannot abide it :
And by what rule should we square our lives,
But by our betters actions ?

Tourneur's Revenger's Tragedy. 'Tis honesty you urge; what's honesty ? 'Tis but heav'n's beggar ; and what woman is So foolish to keep honesty, And be not able to keep her self? no, Times are grown wiser, and will keep less charge : A maid that has small portion, now intends To break up house, and live upon her friends.

Tourneur, Ibid. For if charity Be an essential part of honesty, And should be practis'd first upon ourselves, Which must be granted; then your honest man That's poor, is most dishoneft ; for he is Uncharitable to the man, whom he Should most respect.

Tourneur's Arbeiff's Tragedy. An honest foul is like a ship at sea, 'That seeps at anchor when the ocean's calm ; But when the rages, and the wind blows high, He cuts his way with skill and majesty.

Beaumont and Fletcher's Honeft Man's Fortune. He that would mount to honour, must not make Dainty to use the head of his mother, Back of his father, or noek of his brother, For ladders to his preserment : for, but observe, And you shall find for the most part, cunning

Villany

Villany fit at a feast as principal guest,
And innocent honesty wait as a
Contemn'd servant with a trencher.

Beaumont and Fletcher's Honest Man's Fortune.
Virtue and honour, I allow you names ;
You may give matter for dispute and noise,
But

you have lost your essence; and that truth
We fondly have believ'd in humane fouls,
Is ceas'd to be; we are grown fantastick bodies,
Figures, and empty titles, and make haste
To our first nothing : he that will be honest,
Must quite throw off his cold decrepit nature,
And have a new creation,

Shirley's Impofture.
Man is like pliant wax,
That yields unto a fair impreslion,
Though sent not from the noblest metal:
And, in this world, it bears an equal show,
To seem but only honest, or be fo.

Sir Robert Howard's Blind Lady. An honest man is still an unmoy'd rock, Wah'd whiter, but not shaken with the shock: Whose heart conceives no sinister device Fearless he plays with fames, and treads on ice.

Davenport's City Night-Cap. He says he'll keep his honesty; damn'd fot! What will he do with it? go beg with it? For in this age, tis of no other use, But like a beggar's child to move compassion ; Yet never gains the half it cost in keeping, For all men will suspect it for a bastard.

Crown's Ambitious Statesman.

Η ο Ν Ο U R.
Who fo in pomp of proud eftate, quoth she,

Does swim, and bathe himself in courtly bliss,
Does waste his days in dark obscurity,

And in oblivion ever buried is :
VOL. II.

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