EPIGRAMS OF That most witty and worthy Epigrammatist Mr. JOHN OWEN, Gentleman. Translated by JOHN VICARS.  Epig. 233. Lib. Singu. 
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TO THE MOST HIGH, HOPEFUL and Happy CHARLES, Prince of Wales.  
Epig. 7. Lib. Ter. Priorum Sex.  
GReat Britain's great Hope, Parents sprouting Vincentio  
Fathers and Mother's Half, by Princely Line,  
Well-nigh vnpatterned Pattern of rare Parts,  
Whom, though Few equal, All Love in their hearts:  
These Princely Parts, whence had they this great growth  
From Father's Loins or Mother's Paps? From Both.  
Be still, (as th' art) Parents Idea right;  
Let none thee equal in such Princely Light:  
That being virtues Prince and Principal,  
Heaven may Thee Bless with Bliss Angelical,  
Most heartily desireth your Grace's most humbly Devoted, JOHN VICARS.   

THE TRANSLATOR to the most Worthy and well-deserving Author.  
TRue Imitation of men's worthy Deeds  
From Love of them (as I suppose) proceeds:  
Yet manytimes Ambitious Emulation  
May in such Actions stain True Imitation.  
But unto me, Love was the Golden-Spurre,  
If otherwise, I might just shame incur:  
For what I should I could not; what I could  
I here have done, though far from what I would.  
Thy wit therefore brave Epigrammatist,  
To praise condignly, in me can't consist.  
Yet that I 
* Epig. 2. Lib. Pri.  may not Envious be deemed,  
Not caring though I be a Fool esteemed.  
Some thus I Praise, and thus their praise do write,  
I'll none Dispraise, most undone pass my might.  
Excuse herein (kind Sir) what's Mis-committed,  
And pardon me, if ought be Ill-omitted.  
Thine in the unlimited limits of Love, IO. VICARS.   

To the Courteous Readers.  
ANtèus-like I long have fought a fight:  
But, find in conflict a Superior might.  
Oft have I wrestled, but still foiled and felled  
By▪ my Competitor am far excelled.  
Witness my weakness in this last assault,  
Forced here and there to tire, retire and halt.  
And marvel not, (kind Readers) though I sweat,  
Having to do with this Alcides great.  
Whose Policy and Power I have found such,  
As ere to equalize is tootoomuch:  
But here's my comfort, though those Champions fought  
With Ire most dire to th'Death to fight it out,  
Yet our Contention is with sweet desire,  
My Author's Love and Thine how to acquire:  
Which if I gain, as 'tis my Hope I shall,  
I'll not thus fly, but try another fall.  
Thine I. V.   


EPIGRAMS. To the Prince.  
ay, Not for Fashion, but for Favours sake,  
From Thee Prime Prince my poem here do take.   

Out of the first Book. Epig. 1. Lib. 1. Sex Librorum.  

EPIG. 1. To the Lady NEVIL.  
THat this my Book, where't comes, may Patrons find;  
To th' Readers It, Myself to Thee's assigned.   

EPIG. 2. To the Reader.  
REader, do●n't Praise, nor dispraise All I write;  
Lest so I blaze thy Want of Wit, or Spite.   

EPIG. 3. To JOHN HOSKINS, I. C. of his Book.  
MY book's the World, my Verses People be;  
There's few Goodmen, here, few Good strains you'll see.   

EPIG. 4▪ To the Lady MARY NEVEL.  
IF that opinion of Pythago●as  
Be true, that Spirits one t' another pass;  
Then, Venus, Juno's, Pallas, Souls most rare,  
By Beauty, State and Learning, in Thee are:  
Such Three in One are seldom seen or found,  
Many are rare for One; Three have Thee crowned.   

EPIG. 5. To the same Lady.  
AS Phoebus' fair, shows, shines i'th' Air;  
as Light i'th' Sun most bright:  
So in thy face, with Princely Grace,  
Dwells Virtue with Delight.  
For, whosoe'er but comes Thee near,  
To Look on Thee, thou Loves;  
Thy Beauty, Bounty, wondering at,  
So precious he approves.   

EPIG. 13. love.  
love's first approach, Delights sweet Song doth sing;  
But in departure She Woes sting doth bring:  
So, the sweet streams of Springs to Sea which high,  
Mixed with Salt-waters, taste unsaverily.   

EPIG. 6 To Master THOMAS NEVEL, Son to the foresaid Lady.  
IN thee, do shine such Gifts worth admiration;  
That, though All-T●ue, they pas●e all true relation.  
Who Children praise, their Hopes not Hap do praise,  
Thy Hap, not Hopes, thy wit, thy worth doth blaze.   

EPIG. 9 To the Lawyer.  
IF He be Blest, that Knows of things the Cause;  
O▪ What is He that Pleads a Cause by Laws.   

EPIG. 11. To Degenerous, Generous AULUS.  
I Gnoble, Noble, Aulus, owes  
All, to's progenitors;  
And his Successors, sure, I think,  
Will never be his Debtors.   

EPIG. 12. Against Hernick.  
HErnick, thou Boughtest a Fool for 20▪ pound:  
To Buy Thee at that rate, I'd not be bound.   

EPIG. 14. To D. GILBERT.  
DOst say, the Earth stands Not? that's admirable;  
Thou wast at Sea, sure, when thou writ'st this Fable.   

EPIG. 15. To Physicians and Lawyers.  
Our Sores and Sickness, Galen made thee wise,  
And thee justinian, our great Fooleries.   

EPIG. 19 To LINUS.  
TH' hast Books good store, but thee more Learned I'de-hold,  
If the add'st such store of Bags full crammed with Gold.   

EPIG. 20. To a Noble young Gent.  
Friend's wish their Friends long lives to Live,  
But, None their Death desire;  
As one should wish a sore Dis-ease,  
But ne'er would Cure requi●e.   

EPIG. 23. Against MARCUS.  
WH●t meantest thou Marcus, stiffly to maintain,  
That Nought in Nature Empty do●h remain?  
Since thou thyself hast such a huge great Head,  
Of Wit most void and wholly Emptied.   

EPIG. 26. To PHYLLIS.  
IF Love be Fiery (as Lovers say and hold)  
Thy fiery Love is then (alas) most cold.   

EPIG. 31. Prophets, Poets.  
Prophet's, do truly things to come foreknow;  
Poets, things passed in Fictions false do show.   

EPIG. 32. Of Life and Death.  
AS rivers pleasant Source to th' Salt-Sea hastes;  
So, day by day Life unto Death still wastes.  
'tis sweet to Live, but (oh) 'tis dire to die,  
Thus sweet with bitter ends Mortality.   

EPIG. 36. Of Life and love.  
THough every Action to an End doth bend;  
Yet Life and Love do hate their proper End.   

EPIG. 38. The Husband, and the Cuck-old-Maker.  Husband. 
Fie on this Life, I took a Wife,  
Her Love Another got;  
So, you poor Bees with Hony-knees,  
Your pains are oth●rs Lot.  Cuck old-Maker. 
O, This is brave, I Sons should have,  
Yet Others take my 
* Be their fathers.  Due;  
So, you poor Birds do hatch young Brood's,  
For others, not for you.   

EPIG. 39 New Rhetoric.  
WHo so wants Gold, in vain doth hold  
An Argument with any;  
He's best Linguist, that hath his fifth  
Well filled with Make-way Money:  
Not Sillab'lls, but Siluer-bells,  
Now, make the rarest ring;  
Homer, art poor? then stand at Door,  
Though thou canst sweetly Sing.   

EPIG. 42. Against BORBONIUS the Poets Trifles.  
WHat thou called'st Trifles, but not thought'st so much,  
I call not Trifles, but I think th' are such.   

EPIG. 48. To the True Statesman.  
THough for thy Country it be praise to die;  
Yet, for her Good to Live, 's more dignity.   

EPIG. 55. The Courtier.  
IF thou be Good, Better in time,  
Not Greater, thou mayst be:  
If thou be Great, thee Greater then,  
Not Better, Time may see.   

EPIG. 58. A Secret against Hoary-Haires to Bithynicus.  
THat, in Old-Age thy Hair may not wax,  
Baldness in Youth (o rare!) is the right way.  
Probatum est.   

EPIG. 63. Against Pontia.  
ALL Cuckold's, cast i'th' Sea, Pontius would have:  
Learn first to swim (quoth's Wife) thyself to save.   

EPIG. 68 Venus.  
Love comes and goes, retires, returns,  
As Sea's do ebb and flow,  
How comes it Love's so like the Sea?  
How? Venus thence did g●ow.  
In Venus is Variety,  
Sometimes She Nill, She Will;  
Therefore with Moving-planets placed,  
Not with Stars standing still.   

EPIG. 70. Woman.  
WOman as Weaker or more 
* Mulier, quasi mollior.  Soft is said,  
Yet Eve o' th' Bone of Man, not Flesh was made.   

EPIG. 71. Affinity twixt Lawyers and Physicians.  
THe Lawyers and physicians case  
have near Affinity;  
For, others Ruins make them Rich,  
No doubt most Lawfully.  
These Suck the Sick, for Potions, Pounds,  
For Law Those Lands purloin:  
These promise Health, and so get Wealth,  
Those Quietness for Coin.   

EPIG. 82. Of the Day.  
THe Day, with one-eye far more things espies,  
Than Night can see with more than Argos-eys.   

EPIG. 87. A Goodman.  
THings that be Rare, are ever Dear,  
And of great price esteemed:  
Then sure (I think) an Honestman,  
Most precious may be deemed.   

EPIG. 89. Against PAULINUS.  
PAulinus, when thy Friend Asks aught of thee,  
Thine answer is, Tomorrow come to me.  
Wouldst have me give thee Thanks for what I borrow?  
For thy Good-turne I'll give thee Thanks to morrow.   

EPIG. 92. A Machiavellian.  
Cog, Sergeant, as thou shalt see  
Both Time and Place require,  
That when occasions offered,  
Thou mayst have thy desire:  
Yea, now he's Wise can Temporize,  
His hoped prey to catch;  
For Gold and Gain, who will refrain?  
All seasons well to watch.   

EPIG. 101. Death.  
WHat Death is, dost thou ask of me?  
Till Dead I do not know;  
Come to me when thou hearest I'm Dead,  
Then what 'tis I shall show.   

EPIG. 102. A Client.  
THe Client going-Home, may sing by th' way,  
And needs not fear the thief to bid him stay:  
For Lawyers do for Fees so filch their coin,  
That many times, they scarce know where to Dine.   

EPIG. 104. Children and Fools tell True.  
CHildren & Fools (our Proverb saith) tell true,  
As who shuold say, th' are Fools the truth that show.  
If thus they'll have it, yet th' are Knaves that lie;  
I'll be Truth's Fool, let them love Knavery.   

EPIG. 106. Against Ball'd-pates.  
BAll'd-pate, my Hairs I ne'er could numerate,  
Nor thou thine own, there's None left on thy pate.   

EPIG. 115. Backe-biters, Flatterers.  
A Naxagoras was wont to say, that Snow  
Was Black, more Black was Anaxag'ras Hart.  
Many such Envious Elves this Age doth know:  
The flattering Fox, with his dissembling Art,  
Praised the Whiteness of the Coal-black Crow;  
Such fawning Foxes are (alas) too many,  
Who, for advantage Praise and Dispraise any.   

EPIG. 117. An Herculean Labour.  
TO Curb the Courage, and wives Tongue keep-under,  
May well be called, Hercules thirteenth Wonder.   

EPIG. 123. Of Bardella a Thief.  
THe Thief Bardella being Judged to Dye,  
A Friar gave him Ghostly Exhortation:  
Good-Brother (saith he) Dye most joyfully:  
For thou shalt Sup in heavens blessed Habitation.  
Sir (quoth Bardella) I must Fast this Day;  
Take you that Supper in my stead I pray   

EPIG. 1●8. Answer to Cynthia's Epistle.  
THy Paper white, thy Letter black came to me,  
This thy foule-Hart, That thy white skin doth show me.   

EPIG. 129. To Sextillian Sp.  
SExtillian, when thy Father thee begot,  
To Get thee, then, his mind (I think) 'twas not;  
Himself to recreate, not thee Create,  
Was all (I judge) he then did Cogitate:  
If, more the Gift, than Givers mind be praised,  
Then, sure, thy Life to him is not engaged.   

EPIG. 131. Saturn's three Sons.  
Divines are doubtful, Lawyers lewd and ill,  
Physicians foul; yet these the World rule still:  
If such ill Governors the People nurse,  
No marvel, then, though all grow worse & worse.   

EPIG. 137. Against Pomponia.  
POmponia did a fickle feather wear  
Upon her head; feathers do Soldiers fit.  
True, and She this for Mars his Love did bear.  
This shows, that Mars in Venus' Lap may sit:  
Though on their heads our Helen's feathers have,  
Marvel not, for, 'tis Paris favour brave.   

EPIG. 146. Virtue in the Middle.  
A Gallant Dame, scarce of good Name,  
Ith' midst twixt two Men went,  
Virtue, as here it may appear,  
Her place had lost or lent.   

EPIG. 150. To his absent love.  
I Burn poor wretch, and so much more  
Am burnt with loves desire;  
By how much I am further off,  
From my Love-burning Fire.   

EPIG. 16●. A Problem of Horns.  
WHen Wives defile their Husband's marriage Bed,  
Why wears the harmless Husband Horns? he's Head.   

EPIG. 168. To the Reader, of himself.  
MY brevity, though some may Sloth esteem▪  
Yet to be brief, most Labour I do deem:  
Much madly I speak not, with vulgar sort;  
Though mine perhaps be foolish, yet 'tis short.   

EPIG. 170. Of Himself.  
Ask and Receive, so james th' Apostle says,  
O that King james to me would use that Phrase▪   
FINIS.   

EPIGRAMS.  
Out of the second Book.  

EPIG. 4. To the Lady MARY NEVELL.  
IN Tables fair, our fading forms are painted,  
That what i'th' face would fade, in Them may dure;  
To paint in Tables I am unacquainted,  
My Verse shall portray what power can procure,  
That what Frames cannot, Verse may keep untainted,  
Yet, none but rare Apelles that can do;  
And, none but great Apollo this can show.   

EPIG. 10. A true Trojan.  
THe Troyans' Troy being brought t'annoy, grew wise;  
Himself, this Trojan, who doth not agnize?   

EPIG. 16. To the Lord High Treasurer of England.  
A Faithful Treasurer thou art  
Unto thy King and State;  
Than all rich Treasures, I, thy Faith  
More precious estimate.   

EPIG. 24. To Richard Vaughan, once Bishop of London.  
THose Preachers are to be esteemed best,  
Which Do the things they Teach aught to be Done;  
Thou wast a Bishop learned best and blessed,  
Doing what thou hadst Taught men should not shun.   

EPIG. 29. To Sir Philip Sidney.  
HE which doth Deeds in Books to be expressed,  
Or things worth reading rarely doth Indite,  
Is blest; but thou who didst both these more blessed,  
Thou, Deeds worth writing, Works to read didst write:  
Thy Writings do thy Learning intimate,  
Thy Virtuous Deeds thy Virtue demonstrate.   

EPIG. 32. To the Right Honourable Lucy, Countess of Bedford.  
THe Light to thee (sweet Lu●y) gives a Name,  
Which through the wo●ld shines to thy dateless fame.  
The Lustre of Illustrious Parents wrought-Thee  
Thy Wit, thy Virtue, to this Light have brought Thee▪   

EPIG. 33. An Honourable Gold-Ring: To Henry Goodyeer, Knight.  
NObilitie's the Gold, Virtue the Stone;  
For ever mayst thou by this Ring be known.   

EPIG. 35. To D. B.  
IF he Live-well, that lives a Quiet Life,  
If Wisdom 't be, that Wisdom be concealed,  
Then thou Liu'dst-well, whose Wit and Wisdom rife  
The more thou hidst, the more thy worth revealed.   

EPIG. 40. The Strength of England to the Prince.  
Englands' safe Gates, are her Cinque-Ports;  
Her stately Ships, her Walls;  
Her Camps, the Sea; Bulwarks, her Corpse;  
Her Heart, her Generals.   

EPIG. 41. The Terrestrial Globe.  
THe Earth and Sea one Globe do make,  
And who would this suppose?  
Earth firm Remains, the Sea removes,  
Earth's fast, Sea ebbs and slows.   

EPIG. 42. Unhealthy Healths.  
BY how much more thou Healths dost drink,  
So much less Health thou haste;  
Thousand such Healths take thou, for me,  
That Health by Healths wilt waste:  
To wisemen, that, is Healthiest,  
To drink no Healths atall;  
What Health can be in drinking Healths?  
W●en Men like Beasts must crawl.   

EPIG. 43. The Divine, the Politician,  The Divine. 
WHat profits it that thou dost know,  
Unless another know it?  Politician. 
What boots thy Knowledge unto thee?  
If thou to others show it.   

EPIG. 52. The Lover.  
Unconstant- Hope, most Constant- Fear:  
Vain- Pleasure vanishing;  
joy and Annoy, Honey and Gall,  
Love bitter-relishing.   

EPIG. 55. The German-Death to Polynicus.  
DEath, 's Not to be; so Seneca doth think,  
But Dutchmen say 'tis Death to Cease to Drink.   

EPIG. 61. The Niggard, the Prodigal.  
Prodigals, are freehearted Rhetoricians,  
Niggard's are hold-fast-close and sly Logicians:  
The Clutch-fist Churl by Logic understand,  
By Rhetoric the Spendthrifts Open-hand.   

EPIG. 65. The Earl of Dorset his Adagy, Neither furiously, nor fearfully.  
DOubt all things wisely, wisely Hope for all;  
Of all Take-heed, that thou mayst fear no fall.   

EPIG. 66. Sir Henry Nevil his Adagy. Wish no vain thing.  
NO vain, nor vile thing wish to have,  
This Counsel is both wise and grave:  
For, base things are of base esteem,  
And wisemen, vain things, nought worth deem.   

EPIG. 69. To his Friend.  
I Will not be a Foe to any,  
Nor be familiar with too many:  
A●d twice I will not Love my Friend,  
But whom I Love, I'll Love to th' end.   

EPIG. 70. Money overcomes all.  
Serpent's that crawl, Fish in the Sea,  
Yea Beasts and Birds of th' Air;  
From Males and Females and All things,  
Love, once, did Conquest b'are:  
But Gold the King with's Silver Queen,  
And Wealth their Eldest-Sonne;  
With power, Now rife, to win the Prize,  
And it from Love have won.   

EPIG. 73. Adultery and Fornication.  
TH' adulterer and the Cucko●l, different Bee,  
As Comedy is from a Tragedy.   

EPIG. 74. Of Hercules to C. D.  
WHom, never force nor fence of strongest arm▪  
Could fell or quell, is vanquished by loves charm;  
Who? proved so strong to wrong Al●●des great?  
'Twas Love, but not by force but foul deceit:  
He flew Leaena, Lena could not tame,  
Monsters could ne'er; his Mistress wrought his shame.   

EPIG. 85. Erasmus Fooleries.  
THat old Erasmus, Foolishness, did praise;  
That, Foolishness, his wit's fame much did raise.   

EPIG. 90. Against unfaithfulness.  
TRusting false words, I learned to distrust:  
False Hope hath forced me fear, & that most just.   

EPIG. 94. Wisdom.  
WHo's wealthy? Wisemen; who are Poor?  
Rude Dolts, and Sots unwise;  
If I be wise then, quickly, I  
To Riches may arise:  
But tell me, Now, what Man is wise?  
The Rich; who Fools? the Poor;  
Then, if not rich, though wise, I may  
Go beg from door to door.   

EPIG. 96. Against a certain Drunkard.  
IF Gold could be as easily Drunk,  
As for it most men Thirst;  
Sellers of Gold their Paunch would be  
Stuffed, till their Bellies burst.   

EPIG. 99 Anger or Wrath.  
IT seems, that Aristotle used  
To ●all Wrath, Virtues Spur;  
Because it Spurs, Spurns virtuous men,  
As being envies Cur.   

EPIG. 106. To a certain Dyer waxing-old.  
THy Beard, which once was Black, is now turned white:  
But that's by Nature, not by Arts be●t slight.   

EPIG. 120. Against a great Clerk.  
Sick- stomachs, much do swallow down,  
But Little do Dig●st;  
So, thou knowst much, but yet, in thee  
Small Wisdom is expressed.   

EPIG. 124. Against an Harlot.  
OH, I could wish thou wert less fair,  
Or else wert better given;  
For, worse things than Harlots fair,  
There are not under Heaven.   

EPIG. 127. To Claudius, and Linus.  
ungodly Claudius, to be Good,  
Wants nothing but a Will:  
Lewd Linus, also, wanteth nought  
But Power to be iii.   

EPIG. 131. Against Covetous and Lame Alanus.  
IF thou to Lame Al●nus, Gi●e,  
Than Thanks, expect no mor●;  
In Thanks, th●n▪ like Centimanus  
he'll be; though Lame before:  
But if thou Give, and some Reward  
Expectest for the same;  
Then, though in Power Centimanus,  
he'll be most Weak and Lame▪   

EPIG. 142. Against Marcus a Lawyer.  
THe Lawyer Pleads his Own not Client's Cause,  
Yet Clients Mon●y he to London draws;  
Not for Himself, but for his Lawy●rs Fees,  
This Lawyers get how ere the Client Lees:  
The Law is plain, the po●re man's Cause in doubt,  
Thus Lawyer's Gain must hold the Client out.   

EPIG. 148. Sir Francis Drake his Epitaph.  
THough Pop'ry should (which Heaven forbid) re-raigne,  
They could not (Noble Drake) dig up thy Grave;  
Thy Bones to burn, as once with fell disdain,  
They did against good Luther rage and rave:  
Thou need●● not fear (I say) Rome's wrath, for why?  
Thy Bones i'th' Bottom of the Sea do lie.   

EPIG. 165. The King, the People.  
AS, when the Head with Wine's o'ercome,  
The F●et trip to and fro▪  
So Princes that Illiterate be,  
Their subjects overthrow.   

EPIG. 166. The Senate.  
THe King doth Reign himself alone,  
Why then Rules he not All?  
He which both Rules and Ruled is,  
Rule others better shall.   

EPIG. 168. Of Diet, to I. H. Knight.  
IF thou Old-age with healthfull-dayes,  
Desirest to enjoy;  
Use Food as Physic, Physic a● Food,  
Neither of both t' annoy:  
For Physic, taken as 'twere Food,  
The Health doth strangely wrong;  
But, Food, as Physic wisely used,  
Doth Life in Health prolong.   

EPIG. 173. The five Senses.  
THe Senses five, as Servants wait on Man,  
To Please his Will, or win his Will to Pleasure,  
Who use them With or Without Wisdoms Measure,  
Their Profit or Dis-profit publish can.   

EPIG. 179. The Objects of the Senses.  
MY Hearing, Sight, my Smell, my Taste, my Touch,  
Do me affect and me infect as much.   

EPIG. 185. The Phoenix, the Viper.  
THe Phoenix, Dying doth her young Regain;  
The Viper's brood doth breed her forced-bane.   

EPIG. 186. The silk-worm.  
MY Art drawes-out my Heart; my Tomb, my Toil;  
My Work workes-out my Life; I Spin my Spoil.   

EPIG. 194. Manuring of the Ground.  
THough Vile thou be, yet Useful thouart,  
And for Manuring good;  
For thou unto our Aliment,  
Art Nutriment, though Mud.   

EPIG. 196. The Parrot.  
IF lawfulled be, of things t' invert the name;  
With prattling Parrot, Prater is the same.   

EPIG. 206. The Soldier.  
Wars wounding Weapons hurt not so my He●●t,  
As unarmed Venus pierceth with her Dart.   

EPIG. 208 The lovers Tears.  
AS Wood sends forth much sap, when burnt i'th' fire:  
So, Lovers weep, when Crossed in loves desire.   

EPIG. 213. Echo.  
NO Art can Grave or Paint Man's Voice in Table,  
Echo reflected Sounds t' express, is able.   

EPIG. 214. The looking-glass.  
NOt famous Phidias, nor Apelles rare,  
Can Carve or Paint Motion, thou'lt it declare.   

EPIG. 215. Echo and the looking-glass.  
Echo hath nothing but a Voice to Live,  
The Mirreur nothing wants, if Voice you give.   
FINIS.   

EPIGRAMS.  
Out of the third Book.  

EPIG. 2. To the Lady Mary Nevil.  
THou, who Unborn, the Burden waist  
Of thy then parient-Stemme;  
Now, being borne, her Beauty art,  
Even Parents joyful gem.   

EPIG. 3. To the Reader of his Book.  
I Fear (kind Reader) lest my Verse displease thee,  
carp thou (fond Momus) it shall ne'er disease me.   

EPIG. 8. Basilicon Doron, to the King.  
WHat need we Pen this Pen-mans' praise,  
Or write his Works rare worth;  
Whose Praise the Work, whose Work th' Author  
TO each other full setforth?   

EPIG. 13. Of Virtue.  
TRue Virtue, Praise, doth nothing prize▪  
Though Honour her attend;  
As Shadows on the Body wait,  
When's ra●es Sol forth doth send▪  
●or, virtue is Substantial,  
Glory, but glittering show;  
As Bodies are Essential,  
Shadows no Substance true.   

EPIG. 20. Union.  
Union's Divine; Division's Devilish found,  
For, there's one God, but Devils do abound.   

EPIG. 21. Three Tempter's.  
Our Life, three subtle Sophisters retains,  
The World, the Flesh, Satan, who o'er them reigns:  
Satan's an old Logician; th' other two  
Are Rhetoricians, and much skill can show.   

EPIG. 23. Man to Man's a God, a Wolf.  
MAn unto Man a God, a Wolf is known,  
The one in Chris●, in Adam tother's shown▪  
For, Christ both God and Man, to Man's a God,  
Adam a Wolf to Man, Gods plaguing Rod.   

EPIG. 28. The Misery of this Life.  
LOng-Life, though weak and wretched, Man desires;  
That is, to be a Wretch he Long requires:  
Weak, wretched Irus dies against his will;  
That is, he would have Lived most wretched, still.   

EPIG. 29. Of Nature and Grace.  
A Gloomy-Moone-Light, is our Nature's Light:  
But Grace doth Glister, like the S●n most bright.   

EPIG. 30. A Catechism.  
TWice Six believe, for Se●en things pray,  
Ten things perform, and Li●e for aye.  
This Catechism use aright,  
And thou shalt see Heavens glorious Light.   

EPIG. 31. The Richman.  
WHat is the Cause, few Rich, to Heaven do go?  
'T's a Costly-Iourney, they'll not much bestow.   

EPIG. 34. The holy-ghost.  
AS, Pigeons Li●e on Houses white,  
And thereabout abide:  
So, God above, pure- Hearts doth love,  
And with them will reside.   

EPIG. 36. Of the King.  
A Sightless Sun, is Law, without a King;  
A King without a Law, is nothing less:  
Men mark the King, King's Men by Laws redress:  
Thus, Laws and People, Kings in order bring.   

EPIG. 41. God-Man.  
GOd could not feel, nor Man alone Death quell,  
Christ, God and Man, did Both; as Scriptures tell.   

EPIG. 4●. Death.  
THe Bad fly from, the Good do Death attend;  
DeathsDeaths th' End of Woe, or Woe without an End.   

EPIG. 44. A Miracle.  
LEt others, Wonders wondrously admire:  
I, God their Author most t' extol desire.   

EPIG. 45. Adam's Fall, Man's Thrall.  
BY Adam's Fall, Man's Soul did fall,  
Ith' power of the Preacher;  
His Flesh to Physic, and his Goods  
To th' Lawyer, that Gold-Reacher.   

EPIG. 46. To Adam.  
THe Devil, Deaths-Dam, Eve and Adam  
With Apple did deceive;  
With his All-Haile, their joys did fail,  
And Eden's bliss them leave.   

EPIG. 48. The Tempter.  
AS, Mice make Holes in Walls to get their prey:  
So, Satan Finde● or Makes i'th' Heart a way.   

EPIG. 49. Mortification.  
THat thou mayst Live when Dead thou art,  
To Die, yet Live must be thy part;  
Learn first to Die, then, ere thou Dye;  
This, Sinfull-flesh will Mortify.   

EPIG. 51. Against thee-onely have I sinned Psalm 51.  
SVbiects, against God, the King, the Laws, offend;  
Kings, only God, because Kings All transcend.   

EPIG. 52. Prayer.  
AS, Christ did Heavens vn-oped Gates penetrate:  
So, Prayer by Faith must pierce Heavens fast bard Gate.   

EPIG. 53. Marry magdalen's Tears.  
HEr wandering Eyes, which viewed each Vanity,  
She blears with tears, and weeps most bitterly;  
The cause (I judge) such brinish tears to bring,  
Was, that the Eye was sins first Fount and Spring.   

EPIG. 55. Methusalem is Dead.  
TO Livelong, is not Life, to Live is Life:  
What is 't to Livelong, then? to Dye from strife.   

EPIG. 56. Of Law and justice.  
THe judge, not justice, hath the most resort:  
'Tis strange; since Lawes-way's Long; justice path Short.   

EPIG▪ 57 Intemperance.  
SInce, most desire a Long Life to enjoy;  
By Luxury, why do we Life destroy?  
We fain would Live, yet will the means refuse;  
We wrong our Health, and then physicians use.   

EPIG. 60. Liberty.  
IF He be well, which hath what he can wish,  
Why then do Men for stinging Serpents fish?  
True Liberty, amongst Virtues bears the Bell;  
He may Live as he Will, which Will Live Well.   

EPIG. 63. The Cross of Christ.  
THe Cross bore Christ, & Christ the Cross did bear;  
It Him, He, It bore, us to rid from fear.   

EPIG. 64. Of Religion.  
REligion, is a Tree, fruitful and fair,  
And must be planted in each Good Man's Heart;  
The Root, is Labour, and the Fruit most rare,  
Is Honour, every Godly-mans' Desert.  
And, well is't said, Men first were Gods by fear;  
For, to fear God is Piety's first part:  
Religions Root is b●●ter, bet●er on high,  
For, fearFears her Fount, her River's Charity.   

EPIG. 66. Marryed-folke.  
MAn, Love thy Wife, thy Husband, Wife, obey,  
Wines are our Heart, We should be Head always.   

EPIG. 67. Study.  
SOme men grow-mad, by Studying much to know:  
But, who growes-mad, by Studying Good to grow?   

EPIG. 69. The Blessed Virgin.  
HEr Maker's Mother, God's dear Spouse,  
The Daughter of her Child;  
A Maid, yet Wise; Mother, yet Maid;  
Was Blessed Marry mild.   

EPIG. 74. Liberty of Speech.  
SOme, hold it th' only Liberty to Prate,  
But that's true Freedom Speech to Moderate.   

EPIG. 75. A Problem to Marcus.  
WHat profits it, or Good or Bad to be?  
Since, little difference twixt them Both we see,  
For, Bad are punished justly as by force;  
The Good by Might, as if by Lawful course.   

EPIG. 78. To Christ.  
Our Holdfast Anchor, and safe Ship  
Of Faith, our Sea of Love;  
Earth's savoury Salt, Celestial Sun,  
Our Souls-health from above:  
Thy Cross hath Crossed Deaths great rage,  
By thy Death, Death lies Dead;  
And is't not strange that Death should Die,  
Or ere be vanquished?   

EPIG. 79. Self-love.  
THey, which the faults of others quickly spy;  
But at their own will wink with Selfe-loves' Eye:  
How ever, Such, to Some may seem full wise,  
Yet, greatest folly this in them descries.   

EPIG. 84. A Prayser.  
BY Praising, Goodmen Better be,  
Praise, Bad-men worse doth make:  
Wisemen do grow mor● Cautelous,  
Fool●s greater Pride do take.   

EPIG. 92. Always the same.  
ONe-God, there ever was and ere shall be,  
Why then One-Faith amongst us have not we?  
One-Faith, as doth One Day, the world should light:  
As One-God's in the world, and Sun most bright.   

EPIG. 94. Christ's Wounds.  
CHrists Wounds, to us, were rather Salves than Sores,  
For, our Lost-Healt●, by them, He t'us restores.   

EPIG. 101. Christ the Way.  
Wouldst walk the Way which Leads to Life eternal?  
'Twas Sent, 'tis Seen, in Christ thy King supernal.   

EPIG. 104. Patience or Content.  
Thou'dst Dye, or not Die; Death or Stays,  
Or Comes; yet take thy Lot:  
'tis Ill to Nill, as Bad to Will,  
When thou shouldst Die, or Not.   

EPIG. 109. man..  
THe Heart's a Hurt, procured by Care,  
Our Corpse, Corruption dry;  
weare borne, but how? Oft to be sick,  
We Live, why? oft to Die.   

EPIG. 112. Eloquence.  
NOt many Weeds, but wholesome Herbs,  
The fertile Grounds declare:  
They're Eloquent which Well can speak;  
Not those which Babblers are.   

EPIG. 117. O Times and Manners!  
WHy thus do Men, Manner's and Times accuse?  
When M●n themselves, Manners and Times abuse;  
W' are Bad in the●, they wors● by us do grow,  
Yet, we complain that help to make them so.   

EPIG. 120. Of Strife or Contention.  
O, I could wish, I might so happy be,  
Men, Strive to Love, not Love to Strive, to see.   

EPIG. 124. Marryed-folke.  
A House, us both in Discord can't contain,  
In Bed, we both in Concord do remain.   

EPIG. 135. Christ.  
AS Morning is Night's End and days beginning:  
So Christ is Death's End and Salvations Spri●ging.   

EPIG. 140. Of Sleep.  
IF Sleep be Death, than Death than Sleep  
Can be estee●'d noug●t else;  
The more thou Sleepest then, less thou liv'st,  
This, plain experience tells,  
A●d is our Death but like a Sleep?  
When Men have Slept, they Wake;  
Then Courage Christian, Fear o Wretch;  
Thee Heaven, thee Hell shall take.   

EPIG. 147. Against Epicures.  
OFt have I heard both Young and Old complain,  
That Love & Life don't Long-enough remain:  
Life's Pleasure, Pleasure's Life is short soon spent;  
He's wise therefore can leave both, with content.   

EPIG. 148. Works.  
Goodmen to Heaven, their Good-Deedes follow well;  
The Wicked's Ill-Deeds, follow them to H●ll.   

EPIG. 161. Sense, Reason, Faith, Love, God.  
Sense, void of Reason, silly is,  
Reason's bad, without Faith;  
Faith's Nothingworth, if Love it lack,  
Love's good, if God it hath.   

EPIG. 164. Wisdom, Fortitude.  
'tIs Wisdom, Evils to beware,  
To bear them's Fortitude;  
The Wise not bears, nor Valiant fears,  
Harms borne and well eschewed.   

EPIG. 165. Labour.  
HE which by Sweat, would have Men Eat,  
And by their Labour Live;  
If they take pain, with him to Reign,  
Heavens Dainties will them give.   

Epig. 168. Christian adverbs.  
Not adjectives but adverbs best can do:  
Not, What-Good, Ho●-Well God hath care unto.   

EPIG. 171. Time.  
TIme All Consumes, both Us and every Thing,  
We Time Consume, thus, Both one Song do Sing▪   

EPIG. 172. Much Admonition to his Friend Michael Heydon.  
Do nothing Rashly, Faintly; All with Heed,  
Too-Late, too-soon do nothing; All with Speed:  
Nature, Thee faint, Wisdom Thee valiant makes,  
Who? fears things fearful, which, Heed of them takes.   

EPIG. 176. Honesty, Dishonesty.  
Goodmen hate Vice, because they Virtue love,  
That there's few-Good, this, then, doth plainly prove.  
Dishonesty is now so high ascended,  
And Honesty so Low, so vilipended;  
That in these Sinful, Sin-foule days well-nigh,  
'tis counted Vicious, to Live Virtuously.   

EPIG. 178. Of the Soul.  
Man's Soul Celestial is above the Skies:  
For, with the Body if it Rise, it Dies.   

EPIG. 180. Hell.  
AS, Black by no means can be Died White,  
From Hell to Heaven, so, None can take their flight.   

EPIG. 192. man..  
MAn cries in's Birth, what joy's then to be Borne?  
Why weep we at men's Deaths as Men forlorn?   

EPIG. 196. Wise Simplicity.  
LIke harmless Dove, to Live in Love,  
To all Men doth belong:  
Like Serpent's wise, Live, I advise,  
That none may do thee wrong.   

EPIC. 206. Upon the Death of Charles Blunt, Earl of Devonshire.  
whether Sad-Passion, or sweet Praise to use,  
An Elegy or Elegy to choose,  
I doubt devise, such is my Love, thy Loss;  
Oh, greedy Death to take Gold, leave us Dross.  
Now thou art Dead many tr●ke much of Thee,  
Good, Best; Bad, Worst; this, is well praised to be.   
FINIS.   

EPIGRAMS.  
Out of one sole Book.  

EPIG. 23. Against Marcus.  
NAture hath given two-Hands, one Tongue to Men,  
They should perform more than they promise's then  
Thou'lt promise much, nought give, but All delay,  
As though thou hadst two Tongues, no Hands to pay.   

EPIG. 24. The Romish mass-priest, and Genevian Minister.  Masse-priest. 
FOr Adultery no man should Die,  
Thus Baal's Priest still cries;  
His Neighbour's Wife, he loves a Life,  
Himself hath None; He's Wise.  Genevian Minister. 
For Adultery 't' fit Men should Die,  
Thus the Genevian cries:  
But what's the Cause he'd have such Laws?  
His Wife is fair; he's Wise.   

EPIG. 27. Against a Covetous Client.  
WHat? doffed thou grudge, because the judge  
Is Deaf and will not hear?  
Thy- Self's to blame, who to him came,  
And Feeling didst forbear.   

EPIG. 34. Against Linus.  
THou wast my Debtor when I Lent thee Coin,  
Pay me mine own, and then I will be thine.   

EPIG. 39 Man is a Stage-Player.  
Man's Life's a Tragic Comedy,  
Hope is his Argument;  
The Prologue Faith; the Acts are Love,  
The Stage Earth's Continent.  
And in this Manner, when, to Day,  
Kings and Meane-Men do end their Play;  
To Morrow, others take their Rooms,  
Whiles they do fill up Graves and Tombs.   

EPIG. 44. Neither in this World, nor in the World to come. Against Damiane.  
whether things Present or to Come, I mind,  
Than thou, more Wretch, i'th' World I cannot find,  
The World to Come avails thee nought, The art Bad,  
And being a Fool, no Good can here be had.   

EPIG. 52. Against biting Momus or Carping Zoilus.  
Backbyter, why dost thou thy Brother By't?  
In Envying what he hath well effected,  
In Carping-at what he hath Ill-neglected,  
Brothers, each Others Slips let-slip, not smite.   

EPIG. 54. Against a Self-lover.  
Unto thy Neighbour, be as kind  
As to thy- Self thou art;  
Thou'lt say I am, how's that? my Self  
Am nearest mine own Heart▪   

EPIG. 63. Learning most neglected.  
LEarned Apollo, once, unshaved went,  
But now, he's Cut, sho●ne, torn and all-berent; space:  
His Lovely face is, now, in such a Case,  
As scarce it Smiles, once, in a twelvemonth's  
Alas, he Dreams that deems Parnassus pleasant,  
Honour (Arts Hope) is given to every Peasant,  
To play on Phoebus' Lute, 's to play the Lout,  
Learning goes Lame (now) and is Sick o'th' Gout:  
When D●l●s have Lucke on Honour's step to stay,  
Let Scholars burn their Books and go to play!   

EPIG. 67. 'Tis Better to Give, than to Receive.  
Man's properties to Take, and Gods to Give,  
Too few such Giving-gods in these days Live.   

EPIG. 68 Against Ponticus the Client.  
Client, art Sick of the C●thâgran-Gout,  
And nothing on thy Lawyer wilt bestow?  
O'th' Podagra He's ill then, can't stir out,  
A Lazy lameness than doth on him grow;  
For if he be not both oft Prayed and Paid,  
Thy Caus● for this cause shall be long delayed.   

EPIG. 71. Phylautus and Philaristo.  Phylautus. 
THou dost expect (my Philarist)  
That I, a Gift should send;  
Except my Self, Gift have I none,  
This, I to Thee commend.   

EPIG. 72.  Philaristo. 
YOu sent a Gift, and Nothing 'twas,  
I, Nothing send to you:  
You Gave your Self, your Self to you  
I sendbacke; so Adieu.   

EPIG. 73. To Sir Henry Fanshaw, Knight.  
IF Fortune had Allotted thee by Lot,  
Augustus' Empire or Maecenas Store;  
This Age had seen Poetick-Maro's more,  
But, No Maecenas, Maro is forgot.   

EPIG. 78. A Heavenly Archer.  
FAith, is our Shaft; our Bowstring, Hope;  
Our Bow, is well-bent Love;  
Our Length and Height is Heaven on high,  
Our Mark, is God above.   

EPIG. 81. To a Litigious Debtor.  
thouart much perplexed and troubled day by day,  
Not How thou Mayst, but How thou Mayst Not Pay.   

EPIG. 91. Covetous Liberality, Against Acerra.  
ACerra Gives to Take; to Give Takes not:  
To Takes his Mark; to Give's his Shaft and Shot.   

EPIG. 92. Against the Romish Catholic.  
IF any one would thy Religion know,  
't' Catholic, Apostolic, thou'lt say;  
Catholic Love, (I think) to All thou'lt show,  
But why dost not for Catholic Faith pray?   

EPIG. 101. The Souls Eclipse.  
AS, Earth is Interposed, between  
The Sun and Moons thick shade;  
So Sin betwixt Me and my God,  
Hath Separation made.   

EPIG. 112. From the Womb to the Tomb.  
AS, Beasts i'th' Fields to be our Food do Fate;  
So Worm●ling-Man is Borne to be Wormes-Meate.   

EPIG. 119. women's Tire.  
YOur high-horned Laces, are more like  
A Housetop than a Tire;  
To Build, not Beautify their Heads,  
Is women's fond desire.   

EPIG. 120. All-things are Nothing.  
HE which made All of Nought, Himself is All:  
And what God made of Nought, we Nought may call.   

EPIG. 135. Funeral Sermons.  
WE wrong Men Living, Praise them being Dead:  
O Pleasant Death, o gloomy-Life so Led!   

EPIG. 121. Anger and Patience.  
AS Water cools the Fires hot flame,  
And Fire, Cold-water warms:  
So Patience Peaseth Angry minds,  
Wrath moves the Dull to Arms.   

EPIG. 143. The Body bids the Soul farewell.  
FOr thee (o Soul) my Mother Earth I left,  
And now, I must of thee be thus bereft.   

The Soul bids the Body farewell.  
And I, fond Fool, did God my Father Leave  
For thee; who Now to Heaven will Me receive,  
I must to Him, Thou must to Her depart,  
From Heaven am I, from Earth derived, Thou art:  
There, till we meet, we must Disjoined remain,  
Till Earth Me thee; God thou Me give again.   

EPIG. 145. Hot-Waters.  
Our trickling Tears express our private Love;  
Love causeth Tears; strange, Fire should Water prove.   

EPIG. 147. Poor Comfort to his Rich Friend.  
Unconstant Fortune Changeth in short space,  
Hence grows my Hope, thy Fear, ●uch is thy case.   

EPIG. 153. To his Friend waxing-old.  
THou lately wast a Youngman, I a Child,  
My Self a Youngman now, Thee, Old I see:  
Death, shortly, Looks for Thee, Old-Age for Me,  
Thy Lot's most Sure, but I may be beguiled.   

EPIG. 157. To Pontilian.  
POntilian, art thou jealous o'er thy Wife?  
The art wise; but, art Not? then I say th' art wise;  
Watch Her, or Not, in vain is all thy strife,  
For, if She list, she'll Fool thee 'fore thine eyes:  
But, She's a ●ife most Loving, wise and just,  
Who, though She could, ne'er wrongs her Husbands' trust.   

EPIG. 160. London to I. with▪ Citizen and Goldsmith.  
EVen as, the Thames, small Spring● and Streams Drinks in,  
So, London, Wealth, from poorer Towns doth win;  
But, though the Thames to Sea Runs every Tide,  
Silver and Gold at London still abide.   

EPIG. 161. To William Cawley, a London Marchant. Debtor and Creditor.  
THough in my Book, thy Name here be,  
Yet, Mine in Thine, thou canst not show;  
For, more than Love, Thee Nought I owe,  
This, I'll expect, and Pay to thee.   

EPIG. 166. A Marriage-Song.  
ITh' Day, thou art the Object of mine Eyes;  
Ith' Night, loves Subject thou shalt be likewise.   

EPIG. 168. To his Beloved.  
I Love thee well, Now-Knowne, I loved th' unknown,  
Thy fame did first, thy form now hath me taken;  
Love, now I know; I Love, not Loved, forsaken,  
I know what's, I Love, not I'm Loved; o Moan.   

EPIG. 169. A Younger Brother.  
I'm Poor, 'tis true; my Parents, Me blame not,  
Who 'fore my Brother have not Me begot.   

EPIG. 180. To Old Ponticus.  
THou, which didst never Do good- Deed,  
But still add Sin to Sin;  
When wilt thou these Bad Courses leave,  
And to be Good begin?  
O when I Dye, I'll Leave (sayst Thou)  
To th' Poor my Whole-Estate;  
He that's not Wise, until he Dies,  
I think is Wise too Late.   

EPIG. 181. A blackmoor in White Clothes.  
O Rare seen Bird! much like a Swan most white,  
Thy Clothes as Snow, thy Skin like Pitch in sight.   

Epig. 199. Gold out of Dung.  
VIrgil, from ●innius Dung, did Gold extract,  
And our Physicians do the self-same Act.   

EPIG. 205. To his Covetous Friend.  
WHat Ric●-m●n have, 'tis All, theirowne,  
From Friends, Themselves, they'll Spare:  
But yet they Haue-●ot, what they Have,  
This is the Miser's share.   

EPIG. 208. Christmas and Midsummer.  
IOhn Baptist, came i'th' summers prime,  
And Christ i'th' Winter season;  
They, Fire and Water, both, fore-show,  
And both, for holy Reason:  
How well these Contraries concur,  
John's Fire, Christ's Water pure;  
Gods Fire our Sins to purify,  
Christ's Water, Sin to Cure.   

EPIG. 214. Aesop's Tongue.  
OF all Man's Members, than the Tongue, there's none,  
More Noble-Good, more Nimble Bad be known.   

EPIG. 220. Hardened Wickedness Against Linus.  
Goodwin (they say) makes Vinegar most Tart:  
Thou, the more Witty, the more Wicked art.   

EPIG. 240. Against Ponticus a Self-lover.  
Neither the Mind nor Eye themselves do see,  
That thou thy- self shouldst Love then, how may't be?   

EPIG. 241. A Querê.  
O Would to God, that, that which Christ inquired  
Of his Disciples; what men of him spoke:  
The same of Prince, Priest, People were desired,  
Of their nickname and fame survey to take:  
If every one would this desire to know,  
he'd Know he's Bad and Better, strive to grow,   

EPIG. 242. Report, Error.  
Errors by Error, Tales by Tales great grow,  
As Small Snowballs by rolling too and fro.   

EPIG. 249. Of Himself.  
SOme men there be, which say of me,  
That I am not a Poet;  
They say well, why? I do not Lie,  
I write the Truth, I know it.   

EPIG. 253. The World's Dungeon.  
THis World's a Prison, Heaven as Walls doth stand,  
The ●aylour's Sin, Women our Iron-band.   

EPIG. 259. The Bag.  
AS, Birds with Bird-Lime commonly are caught▪  
So, wide-Bags are with Wealth well filled & fraught.  
A Bag and Bird Li●e are m●●●h like in using,  
This Hangs, that Holds, Birds, Gold, both safe from losing.   

EPIG. 276. To the Lady Arbella Stuart.  
IF Fame or Virtue did consist in Words,  
In thy Praise I might Thousand-Verses write:  
My Muse cannot Promote thy Glory bright,  
Thy Virtue rather Grace to It affords.   

EPIG. 138. Every one thinks his own fairest. Cic. Tuscul. Quaest Lib. 5.  
THy Neighbour's Wife to The●, to Him thine's fairest:  
Then, that's not true, that All think their own rarest.   

EPIG. 255. Man's Condition.  
TIll one Foot falls, the tother doth not Rise;  
So one Man's wrack, Another magnifies.   

EPIG. 262. Two Contrary Courtiers.  
AT Court these Copesmates dwell, though not the same,  
Momus who All, Gnatho who Nought will blame▪   
FINIS.   

EPIGRAMS.  
Out of the six last Books.  

The first Book. To the Reader.  
Dost marvel, why (since now adays Men use  
Verses in praise of th' Author) Ied refuse;  
My Verses need no Patron to protect them,  
If Good theyare Good; if Bad theyare Bad, neglect them.   

EPIG. 4. To the Prince.  
THy Heart (in Breast, Heart's Chest) Sense, Reason, Will,  
Thy Head, thy Wit, in Thee their Parts fulfil,  
For, Reason, Sense; thy Wit, thy Will doth guide;  
Thy Head is by thy Heart well rectifide.  
Wales had three Princes stiled-Great; thy Brother  
Made-up the fourth; i'th' fifth place Thou art th' other.   

EPIG. 6. Orpheus.  
Orpheus', his Wife Redeemed from Hell's hot flame,  
Who e'er knew Wife, for Husband do the same?   

EPIG. 8. Whether Saint Peter were at Rome.  
whether or no, Saint Peter were  
At Rome, is Disputable;  
●ut yet that Simon hath been there,  
Is most Unrefutable.   

EPIG. 16.  

Honours Etymo logic.  
Honours Genea logic.   
EBricians, Hon; French, Or '; do Riches call,  
Hence than we see Honours original.  
And since that Wealth is honours Pedigree,  
No marvel, though Rich-Asses Honoured be.   

EPIG. 19 A Regular Woman.  
A Woman, to a Gen'rall-Rule,  
We fitly may compare;  
Why so? Those Rules do oft deceive,  
And so do Women fair.   

EPIG. 20. Salomon's Wish.  
WHy did the Wisest King for Wisdom crave?  
He had been Wise t' have wished Wealth to have.  
He wished not Wealth, Wisdom was his best Prize,  
Wisdom he wished, why? 'Cause he was not Wise.   

EPIG. 24.  

Blessed are the Power makers.  
Blessed are the Peace makers.   
GReat Britain's tottering State, affairs,  
Munite ' United Bee;  
King JAMES our Gracious Peacemaker,  
Power-maker blest is He.   

EPIG. 34. Irregularity.  
WHat I Require, I can't Acquire,  
And what I Can, I Nill;  
Thus all Man's Life, is nought but Strife,  
Now Nill, anon he Will.   

EPIG. 63. To a Bachelor.  
A Wife is Good, Better's a Good;  
But Best is none atall:  
I wish the Best may be my Lot,  
And none to thee may fall.   

EPIG. 66. Three Delta's.  
THat, i'th' Worlds-Sea thou mayst not Shipwreck make,  
These Delta's three, as Rocks, see, thou forsake:  
Dis (worldly Riches) devils and Delight,  
These Three to th' Spirit bear a mortal spite.   

EPIG. 67. A Pair of Gallows to P. L.  
A thieves Hope is a Rope, Death is his Due,  
The Gallows all such Fellows doth pursue,  
But many escape? true, yet their Fates attend them;  
And at the last, the horrid Hemp will end them.   

EPIG. 72. Whether Bacchus be a God. To a Drunkard.  
SEest thou not when thouart Drunk with dulcet Wine?  
How Bacchus makes thy Head to th' Foot decline:  
Since, He low feet exalts, high Heads brings down,  
This shows that He's thy God of high Renown.   

EPIG. 76. The Priest, the People.  
THe Priests do Pray both Night and Day,  
The Lay-men they take pains;  
These Plough the Soil, those Plough the Soul,  
These Teach, those Tithe their Gains.   

EPIG. 58. To the most Learned King james.  
TO be a Poet-Good, (me thinks) is much,  
To be a Goodman, is (me thinks) as fair:  
To be a Goodking, (I suppose) few such;  
Thou art Good Poet, Man and King, most rare.   

EPIG. 44. Against Quintus a Dreamer.  
I Oft have seen thee, Quintus, in sad plight,  
And mourn i'th' morn, when thou from sleep didst rise;  
Because thy dreams did never fall out, right,  
And marvel not, for, daily thou tell'st Lies:  
How then can Dreams the Truth to thee declare,  
When all the Day to forge-Lyes is thy care?   

EPIG. 8●. Death's Indifferency.  
Floods fight with Floods: so Man with Man's at strife:  
The Ocean strives in's Motion, Man in's Life:  
Rivers once Run to Sea, have the same savour,  
Death equals All (as Waves Waves) without favour.   

EPIG. 86. Against Cinna a Physician.  
CInna cures sickness, how? he kills the sickly,  
And what he doth, he (judas-like) doth quickly:  
Happy, thrice happy are his Patients, sure;  
A tedious sickness they shall ne'er endure.   

EPIG. 92. To the Prince.  
ALL Night I Dream of nought but Gold and Gain,  
Thus am I Rich all Night, a Wre●ch all Day:  
With Gold makegood my Dreams sweet Prince I pray.  
So, Reall-Royall-Rich I shall remain.   

EPIG. 94. A Court Louse.  
THe Smoo●h-boote flatterer Runs about the Court,  
And vn●o Prince and Peers doth most resort:  
So La●ines name the Louse for's many-feets,  
Lice, much to th' Body, most to th' Head do fleet.   

EPIG. 96. Against Galatèa.  
Hearts, yearly, change their snaggy Horns they say:  
Thy Husband's Horns are changed everyday.   

EPIG. 102. Against Gellia.  
WIth Papists, Gellia, thou didst e'er take part:  
Worse art thou now, how? Catholic thou art.   

EPIG. 103. Against Aulus.  
WHen Aulus is a little Sick in bed,  
Or hath the Toothache, or distempered Head,  
O would to God I were in Heaven, he'll say;  
So, th' Heir for's Father, Would to God, doth pray.   

EPIG. 108. Against Festus.  
FEstus, thouart old, and yet wouldst married be:  
Ere thou do so, this Counsel take of me;  
Look into Lilies Grammar, there thou'lt find  
Cornu a Horn, a word still vndeclined:  
This counsel's good; take it not as a mock,  
For sure, I think, few old-men scape this Rock.   

EPIG. 110. Against Cornelius.  
ALthough Cornelius' know himself Cornute,  
Yet he with patience, holds his peace, is mute;  
Therefore, I think, he's not Cornelius,  
But fitlier may be termed Tacitus.   
FINIS.   

EPIGRAMS.  
Out of second Book.  

EPIG. 5. What Love is.  
A jocund-iayle, a wanton-warre,  
A most unpleasant Pleasure;  
A tottering Trust, a Bitter-sweet  
Is Love; Mirth without Measure.   

EPIG. 14. A Mathematical Instrument, called a jacobs-staff, to Mathematics.  
THy jacobs-staff take unto thee,  
I'll 
* Genesis 28.12.  jacobs-ladder choose;  
These Steps, more than thy Staff can show,  
If I them well will use.   

EPIG. 17. Death's Epitaph, to the Death of Death.  
Death's Los●e, was in Christ's Cross,  
Thence ne'er more rising:  
Christ's Death, Death's Death,  
Christ's Cross, Death's Tomb comprising.   

EPIG. 19 Of God and man..  
God is the Word, and by his Word,  
God, All i'th' World hath wrought:  
Man utters Words, Words Man's chief Mark,  
than words, Man else is nought.   

EPIG. 21. Of Fasts.  
Pope's in the Year, as may appear,  
Do many Fasts ordain;  
For to declare, that 
* Who was a Fisher  Peter's Chair  
They rightly do retain.   

EPIG. 39 Socrates' Wisdom.  
WHen I was Young, I thought I All-things knew:  
The more I now-know, more my wants I rue.   

EPIG. 44. Earth's Body.  
Earth's Sinews, are her Mettles rich;  
Her Bones, are Stones most strong;  
Water's her Blood; her Superfice,  
Her Skin; Grass, her Hair long.   

EPIG. 54.  The Religious man.. 
WHat's Well-done, 's Ill-done, if too- Publicly.  Politician. 
What's Ill-done, 's Well-done, if none do it Spy.   

EPIG. 56. An English Proteus.  
IN Clothes, we Thrift and Honesty refuse▪  
For Pride and PleasuresPleasures All, Nought, Long, we use.   

EPIG. 66. A Shrew Tamed.  
Wouldst Tame thy Wife? first, Tame her Tongue, as Dumb:  
Who thus his Wife Comes-o're, shall Overcome.   

EPIG. 74. Pride of Life.  
MAn swe●s, although his Grandam is the Earth;  
Earth swells, although from Nothing it had Birth:  
So, Man, as Mou●d; Him, past Himself doth raise,  
Mould sw●ls with Mounts; Man's Mind his P●ide displays.   

EPIG. 81. eves and the Serpent's meeting.  
EVes and the Serpents Prattling, wrought our Sin:  
Oh would to God; He Dumb, She Deaf had been.   

EPIG. 85.  

Neither too great a Good one,  
Neither too little a Bad one.   
A Giantlike, tall, stammell-Wife,  
Though Excellent, I'd not choose;  
A Bad-conditioned, though a Dwarf,  
I will as soon refuse.   

EPIG. 88 Love is Blind.  
LIke one another, Drunkenness,  
And Love, are, in effect;  
Drunkenness Blinds the Body's Eyes,  
Love Blinds the Minds aspect.   

EPIG. 87. An Amorous Epistle.  
NO Love is Hopeless, this makes lovers free:  
The Thing, not Hope, I Love; Nothing but Thee.   

EPIG. 91. A Christian Zodiac.  
TH' Apostles goodly Fellowship,  
Are my twelve heavenly Signs;  
My Zodiac, is perfect Faith;  
My Sun, in jesus shines.   

EPIG. 100 To the Reader.  
I Leave Narcissus when I Verses write;  
When thou dost Read them, banish Him thy sight▪   
FINIS.   

EPIGRAMS.  
Out of the third Book.  

EPIG. 1. GOD the Beginning of All Things.  
GOd was the first, i'th' first God did reside,  
Before the first, after the first shall bide;  
First without firsts, and from this first, each thing,  
That first was made, did first-beginning bring.   

EPIG. 4. The Art of Memory.  
SImonides, found th' Art of Memory,  
But none the Art of Wit could ere descry.   

EPIG. 6.  
SAtan o' th' re-bought-us;  
Adam Impure, but Christ Mostpure hath wrought-us.   

EPIG. 7. The Praise of Liberality.  
WHat e'er we Give, doth ever live,  
Gifts follow Him that Gives;  
The Giver and the Taker both,  
By Gifts the better Live.   

EPIG. 10. To Queen Anne.  
Wife, Daughter, Sister, Mother to a King,  
What rarer Titles may we to Thee bring?  
With these four Titles, thou four virtues haste,  
With what more Glory may a Queen be graced?   

EPIG. 13. A Newman.  
Drive what thou didst Derive from th' Old-Man-Sinne,  
Soon, to Refresh thy Flesh, from Sin, Begin.   

EPIG. 14. Health.  
EVen from my Heart, much Health I Wish,  
No Health I'll Wash with Drink:  
Health Wished, not washed, in Words, not Wine,  
To be the best I think.   

EPIG. 15. Forbiddenfruit.  
WHen Adam Ate Forbidden-Meate,  
Deluded by the Devil;  
He was not Evils Primitive,  
But, worse than th' Apple of Evil.   

EPIG. 16. Troyans' and greeks.  
THe Trojan says, I much do fear  
The greeks, when they bring Gifts.  
Who is the Greek? The Pooreman. Who  
Are Troyans'? Rich-Make-Shifts.   

EPIG. 21. N. A.  
N's first; A, follows; Nought then All's more old:  
That God of Nought made All, all Truth doth hold.   

EPIG. 23. Holiness is Healthfulness.  
NO man can Long; Well, all Men may;  
Yet no Man Will, Live, Well:  
If thou'lt Live Long, endeavour then  
In Virtue to excel.   

A Bride is a Ship. EPIG. 25.  
THe Tail's the Stern; Foredeck the Beak;  
The Keel, the Belly is;  
Her Wings, the Sails; a Bird, a Bark  
Is then, not much amiss.   

EPIG. 30. Against Pannicus a Rich-Asse.  
THat Fortune favours fools canst thou not see?  
believe thy Self, if thou'lt not Credit Me.   

EPIG. 33. Homer.  
Marvel not much though Homer blind tell Lies,  
Since He by Hearsay went, not Sight of's Eyes.   

EPIG. 35. Little, Nothing, Toomuch, Enough.  
THe Poor have Little, Beggars None,  
The Rich Toomuch, Enough not One.   

EPIG. 37. To the Right Honourable, William Earl of Pembroke, etc.  
NOt Old in years, nor Young in each rare Part,  
One of the Kings and Kingdoms Props thou art,  
That on thee this great Grace thy King doth Lay:  
Or should I joy thy Merit? Beth I may.   

EPIG. 48. Humility.  
AS, Low-Dales bear more fertile Grass,  
More Sterile Mountaines-high;  
In Wisdom, so, Meek Minds do pass  
Selfe-flated subtlety;  
The Mind's a Mount, our Will's a Hill;  
The Mounts Top is Wills Wit:  
Each highest Hill is Sterile still,  
And Nimblest Wit un-fit.   

EPIG. 54. The Client.  
IF to thy Cause the judge shall Help apply,  
Thy Knees to Him, Client, in-Cline wisely.   

EPIG. 57 The Serpent, Eve, Adam.  
THe subtle Serpent, heedless Eve  
Deceived, was not deceived;  
Not Adam Her, She Him made fall,  
Both thus of joy bereaved:  
Both Actively and Passively,  
She therefore thus did Sin;  
Deceived Herself, deceiveth Him,  
Snared, Snares Him in Death's Grin.   

EPIG. 59 To Polydore.  
O Polydore, to Men most Poor,  
The Dative-case is best;  
Your Ablative doth them depri●e  
Of Comfort, Ease and rest:  
Givers than Takers better are.  
True, but these Ablatives,  
This Age doth see too frequent be,  
Seld ' seen are Rich-datives.   

EPIG. 60. To—.  
ALas, poor Creature-Seruing two,  
Thou art in woeful state:  
One-Master, nothing hath to Give,  
Thy other is Ingrate.   

EPIG. 61. threefold Continency.  
WHen thou dost any Ill-thing Hear or See,  
Thy Windows, Ears and Eyes fast shut let be;  
And that thou Speake-not unadvisedly,  
Locke-fast thy Doors, thy Lips; thy Tongue fast tie.   

EPIG. 62. Saturn's three Sons.  
THree Sons had Saturn, Poets fain,  
And of especial fame;  
Hell was ones place, Riches his Grace,  
Nummi-potent by Name:  
The Second had i'th' Sea abode,  
His Name Amni-potent;  
To th' Third was given his seat in Heaven,  
Called jove Omni-potent.   

EPIG. 63. The Old-man speaks to the Youngman.  
MY Life is short, and Live I cannot Long;  
Thine shortly will be short, though now thouart strong.   

EPIG. 67. To an Angry-Man.  
LEt Wrath and Anger with the Day decay,  
Yet let them not with Phoebus next Day rise;  
But as from thy Horizon Titan flies,  
Unto th' Antipodes; there let them stay.   

EPIG. 73. The Lord loveth Liberality.  
THy Benefits, it not-be-fits,  
When Given to count and tell:  
God will them both Remunerate,  
And Ruminate full well.   

EPIG. 77. Heaven.  
Heaven is God's Spacious, Sp●cious Throne of Grace,  
The Lords All-potent and All-patent Place▪   

EPIG. 80. Against Pontilianus.  
Dogs on th●ir Masters fawn and leap,  
And wag their Tails apace;  
So, though the flatterer want a Tail,  
His Tongue supplies the place.   

EPIG. 81. To Distrust.  
LEt none distrust (though Dust) Heavens light to see,  
Nor none despair, though's Soul a shadow be▪  
Our Flesh is Dust, true, but o'th' very same,  
The glorious Body of Christ jesus came.  
And though our Soul in us a shadow be,  
Yet 'tis th' Idea of the Deity.   

EPIG. 83. The Richman.  
THat Man's most ' Retch which is most Rich,  
Th' are oft defiled that play with Pitch;  
Men to be Great, not Good; desire  
Greatness, not Goodness most acquire.   

EPIG. 87. To the jews.  
The Law, is your Religion,  
And ours is Faith most pure;  
You, to believe, will not beled,  
Nor we Good-workes enure.   

EPIG. 97. Riches.  
GOld's th' onely-God, richmen bear Rule▪  
Money makes Majesty;  
Rich-Pluto, not Plaine-Plato, now,  
Speaks with applause most high.   

EPIG. 98. Three Genders.  
A Wife, although most Wise and Chaste,  
Is of the Doubtful Gender;  
A Quean, o'th' Common; feminines,  
Are Women small and tender.   

EPIG. 99 ST. ST. a Sign of Silence.  
ST, ST, Men say, Silence to signify:  
S, Silence no●es: T, Taciturnity.   

EPIG. 100 Where I Doe-Well, There I Dwell.  
THat, is my Country, where I'm Fed, not Bred,  
Not where I'm Borne, but where I'm best-bested.  
Where I may have sufficient Sustenance,  
And Live in Love, there's my Inheritance.   

EPIG. 103. Actaeon.  
Actaeons' Dogs, his flesh, bones, skin, ate clean:  
His Horns remain in London to be seen.   

EPIG. 112. A Paradox of Dreams.  
Dreams which be Bad, are very Good,  
Dreams that be Good, are Bad:  
For, if my Dreams be Good, I grieve,  
But, being Bad, I'm 
* Being awakened.  glad.   

EPIG. 119. Scoffing, Prudence.  
WIt without Wisdom, is Salt without Meat▪  
Rude-Literature, Meat without Salt, to Eat.   

EPIG. 123. Against a tedious Orator.  
WHen thou hast Said all thou wilt Say,  
'T remains to Say, I've Said;  
This onely-word would please me more,  
Than all the Speech th' th' hast made.   
FINIS.   

EPIGRAMS.  
Out of the three last Books. The First Book.  

EPIG. 3. Lawyers and Physicians.  
Unless the One Deale-●raftily,  
The Other Desperate Bee;  
They Both may Eat on beggars Meat,  
And Li●e in Penury.   

EPIG. 9 Against Tomasinus.  
THe Praise, of prayse-lesse-Asses, some  
Have writ, in these our days:  
Amongst the rest, have been expressed,  
O Tom-Asine, thy Praise.   

EPIG. 10. Against Fabianus.  
Somemen are Bald without, thou Inwardly;  
Those want their Hairs, thy Brain-pan's almost Dry▪   

EPIG. 12. Dalilah.  
SAmsons deceitful Dalilah,  
His Strength in's Hair destroyed▪  
In these days, by such Dalilahs'  
Are many-men annoyed.   

EPIG. 14. Birth.  
TO Present things w' are Borne, Reborn  
To things to-come, we are;  
Though that Be Prime, yet Principal  
Is this, and Better far.   

EPIG. 18. Against Paetus, a Problem.  
FAther, nor Fath'r-in-law, thou art, t' all Those,  
Which thy Wife bore thee; then, What th' art who knows▪   

EPIG. 19 Against Pontiliana.  
WHy wedded●t thou th' ele●'nth day of Decemb●r:  
Because, than this no day's more short, night longer.   

EPIG. 22. Against Festus, an unjust judge.  
WHat judas or what Pilate did  
Do thou, thou judge unjust▪  
With judas if thou wilt not Hang.  
With Pilate Wash thou must.   

EPIG. 26. Against Colinus, Dying Intestate.  
WHiles thou didst Live, thou nought wouldst give,  
Thou Leav'st All, now thou canst not Live;  
Like Greedy Hog thy Life was Led,  
Like Greasy Pork, thou now liest Dead.   

EPIG. 36. From Bad to Worse.  
HE's Dashed against Scylla, from Charibdis' flying,  
Which hopes to Salve hi● Sore, by Physic Dying▪  
fools voiding Vice, the Contrary commit,  
Are those to shun Strife, which on Lawyer's hit.   

EPIG. 47. Against a Foolish-Writer.  
O, I could wish thy Paper were All-blacke;  
Or that it did Lest Spot of blackness lack   

EPIG. 51. Females.  
YOng-Wenches Coy, and Wanton are▪  
Faire-Maides, are Infamous:  
Witty are Wily, full of Craft▪  
Lustful, Lascivious▪   

EPIG. 52. Four Law-terms.  
THe Lawyers have four Terms, to which they frame  
A most significant and proper name:  
First▪ Michelmasse, from th' Angel 
* Because on our English Gold was stamped the Image of the Angel Michael.  Michael,  
For Lawyer's Purses then with Angels swell.  
The next is Hill●ry a name most fit:  
For this Term make● the Lawyer m●rry, sit.  
And Easter-Terme, like Churc●-mens master-book▪  
Much Gold and gain then to themselves they hook.  
Trinity-Terme, so called, because the Law  
Three Persons always doth together draw;  
To wit, ●he judge, Lawyer, and Client poor,  
Who travails up to pay the Lawyers-Score.   

EPIG. 57 To Faustine.  
THat my Book's Good (thou Faustine) saidst to me,  
If it be Good, would I my Book might be.   

EPIG. 65. A Widow.  
HE which for's Wife a Widow doth obtain,  
Doth like to those which Buy-Clothes in Long-Lane;  
One Cot's not fit, Another's too-too-old,  
Their faults I know not, but theyare manifold.   

Epig. 78. Doctor jos. Hals Vows and Meditations.  
THou Vowed'st Vows, fit to be Vowed,  
Worth Reading Works dost write:  
He's blest that Reads thy Vows, if he  
To do them take delight.   

EPIG. 95. The forsaken Lover.  
EVen as hell-fire doth burn, but doth not Shine:  
So thine not Shines, but sorely burns my Heart:  
But towards Thee, like Heavenly fire is wine,  
It Shines on Thee, not burns thee, that's my smart:  
Oh if thy Love still burn and give no Light,  
My shining flame, it self will waste out quite.   

EPIG. 98. The Epitaph of C●oesus and Irus.  
Under this Stone, lies Croesus buried;  
where's Irus then? Here, All are Poor when Dead.    

EPIGRAMS.  
Out of the second Book.  

EPIG. 9 Wheele-Greace.  
MEn, th' axle-tree do Grease, that they may ned screake;  
But, Lawyers must be Greased to make them speak.   

EPIG. 17. Against a certain Drunkard.  
Much Prattling causeth greatest thirstiness,  
Thy Wife Talks more than Thou, why Drinks She Less?   

EPIG. 49. Veni, Vidi, Vici. Christ.  
INto this World, Celestial Caesar came▪  
Man's Mis●ry with Mercies-Eye He Saw;  
He, Death O'ercome to his immortal fame,  
Then, Him, to's Throne of Mercy did withdraw;  
He came, O'ercome, He Saw, foresaw all things,  
All this He did, that we might Reign as Kings.   

EPIG. 58. A Pure Sacrifice.  
THis World was on●e the Temple of the Lord;  
The Cross, the ●l●tar; Christ the Sacrifice;  
Chri●t, God and M●n, our Highpriest paid the Price,  
To th' Altar like a Lamb fast bound with Cord.   

EPIG. 71. Of the King, Law and People.  
THe King's the Shepherd; Men, are Sheep;  
Laws, are their Pasture fair;  
The Flock being Ill, the King● great Skill,  
By's Laws their Hurts repair.   

EPIG. 78. The devils Force and Fraud.  
THe Devil, like a Lion fierce,  
Runs all the World about;  
Each wandering Soul that he may Slay,  
Like Wind his Rage flyes-out:  
Yea, like a Fox most fraudulent,  
Satan spreads private Nets;  
Thus whom by Force he cannot force,  
By subtle Snares he gets.   

EPIG. 79. Precept, Practice.  
THe learned Preachers Words, though plain,  
To Plaine-men Truth may Preach;  
But Pastors pious Practice, doth  
A Holy-Life them Teach:  
Th●t Doctor is Diu●ne, indeed,  
Whi●h by Good-Workes, proves Words;  
More Harm do Ill-Examples breed,  
Than Good-Words, Good affords.   

EPIG. 84. Against Covetousmen. Sell all that thou hast, and give it to the Poor.  
AH, Killing-Letter, Out-Alas,  
What's this? thus Dives cries;  
What means the holy-ghost? says he,  
Sell All? can such be wise?  
What means the Holy Ghost? Thou Wretch,  
He means, what Thou ne'er thought;  
He will Give All unto the Poor,  
And thou wilt Give them Nought.   

EPIG. 87. Man, a Hunter, a Fisher, a Fowler.  
MAn, Hunts for Wealth and Riches store,  
Spreads Nets for Dignities;  
And like a Fisher, sounds the Depth  
Of Deepest Mysteries;  
But whiles, fond Man doth fish to know,  
With Pride, Preferments watcheth;  
And Avaricious, Riches seeks,  
He shame and blame oft catcheth.   

EPIG. 26. Christ a Divine, a Physician, a Lawyer.  
CHrist, a Divine, Physician, was whiles here;  
In Heaven He shall a judge most Just appear.   

EPIG. 43. Baptism, to a Iew.  
Baptism doth Wash, but Circumcision Wound:  
The Laws dire Launch, Christ's Washing makes most sound.   
FINIS.   

EPIGRAMS.  
Out of the third-Booke.  

EPIG. 9 Matrimonial Rule.  
THe Nightly Government, is due  
Unto the Female kind;  
And unto Masculines, to Rule  
Ith' Day, it is assigned:  
And this we see Experience proves,  
For Cynthia Rules the Night:  
And Phoebus' rays his Rule displays,  
Who in the Day shines bright.   

EPIG. 10. Against a certain Proud-Woman.  
A Feather o'er thy Head thou ha●t,  
And Cork under thy feet;  
Both these declare, though thou be fair,  
Thee to be fond and fleet.   

EPIG. 11. Faith.  
MY Eyes i'th' Skies the twinkling Stars,  
The Pole, Opinion spies:  
So with mine Eye I view Heaven high;  
My Faith, my God descries.   

EPIG. 13. Contempt of the World.  
WOuldst Live a Good-Life? then, this Life despise;  
't' a wretched Life this Life highly to Prize.   

EPIG. 19 Knowledge, love.  
TWo things there be, which I must Know▪  
And two things I must Love;  
God and Myself, God and my Friend,  
These, Knowledge, Love, approve.   

EPIG. 21. Of God and the World.  
GOd is not in this World, the World's in God:  
We are i'th' World, O, would we were in God   

EPIG. 22. The right of First-fruits and Tithes.  
GOd's Al●ha and Omega, therefore He  
Must of thy Goods the Tithes and First-fruits, see.   

EPIG. 50. Gravity, Levity.  
THough, Grossness, Lightness, clean contrary be,  
A Light-Head, Grosse-Head, I'd not wish to Me;  
Both which are ●ad▪ and such a Wife I hate,  
A Light or Lewd, a Gross or Grievous Mate.   

EPIG. 52. Schoole-divines.  
WHat profits all thy Learned-Skill?  
If Virtue thou neglect;  
Leave off to Search the Truth of Things,  
And Good Things more affect.   

EPIG. 58. Democritus, Heraclitus.  
DEmocritus, men's falls and faults,  
In his Times, did Lament;  
Hera●litus, men's Foolishness,  
Did Laughat with Contempt:  
And ever more such Wretches vile,  
And Fools will still remain:  
That, if they Lived, from Laughs and Tears,  
They never could refrain.   

EPIG. 60. Against Arrogant, Ignorant Linus.  
A Twofold Ignorance hath thee  
O Linus, captivated,  
Thou Knowest Nought, yet Nought to Know,  
Thou wilt not be Conceited.   

EPIG. 65. Against a Covetous Niggard.  
TO Count thy Coin is nothing worth,  
T' Increase the Heape's as small;  
As much to Multiply; Divide;  
Then I'll thee wealthy call.   

EPIG. 67. Against the Writers of this Age.  
WE Crop the To●s of others Crop,  
Old-Writers Works most rare:  
The most of us which now do write,  
Old-Writers Echoes are.   

The Authors Desire. A Goodman's Desire. EPIG. 69.  
WIth Wealth I wish-not Bags and Chests to stuff  
Too-much, Too-little's Ill; Enough's Enough.   

EPIG. 78. Christ's Life and Death.  
Much hath Christ Done and Much Endured,  
All, for un-worthy M●e,  
His Passions show'd Him to be Man,  
His Actions, God to be.   

EPIG. 79. The Wisemen's Star.  
A Star to Math'mat●cks unknown,  
At Christ's Birth shining bright,  
The Gent●le-Typing Wisemen led  
To Christ the Lord of Light:  
This Heavenly Guide di● w●th them ●ide,  
Till they found Christ their Ki●●,  
Heaven grant I pray, Faith, my Star, may,  
Me also to Him bring.   

EPIG. 83. Of the Deluge and Worlds-End.  
THe crying Crimes of Noah● Times  
For foule-Lust-burni●g Love,  
Were Drowned & Drenched, that Heat wa● Quenched,  
With Water from above:  
This Freezing Age of Frosty Love,  
And Keycold Charity,  
Will in due Time, for this Cold Crime,  
Make All with Fire to fry  
By Compositions, thus Physicians  
Make Contraries to Cure,  
And heavens Physician, Frost with Flames,  
Water with Fire can Pure.   

EPIG. 86. Of the Just and unjust.  
PLeasure, the Good; but Pain attends the Bad:  
This frights th' Unjust; other the just makes glad.   

EPIG. 88 Our Redeemer.  
WOrth Sight, but Thee, i'th' World ay nothing See,  
And I am wise in nothing but in Thee;  
My Sun thou art, by Grace Shine in my Heart,  
Thou, Thou, alone my Sole, Sweet Saviour, art.   

EPIG. 91. A Paradox.  
TO Hell, though every wretched Atheist goes,  
In Hell's no Atheist; there, He, Hell well knows.   

EPIG. 94. Difference betwixt a Good King and a Tyrant.  
A Good- King marks what's godly, just and right,  
A Tyrant minds his strict Command & Might;  
I, Good- Kings Power prefer 'fore Tyrants Pray,  
Th' Ones threats are treats, the Others Pays, Decay.   

EPIG. 95. Against a certain—.  
FOr Madmen Bedlam; Bride well's for a Knave,  
Choose, whether of these two, thou hadst rather have.   

EPIG. 98: Lifeblood.  
MOses the Life of All, i'th' Blood did place:  
My Life, in Christ's Blood hath his only Grace.   

EPIG. 100 Against a Foolish Writer.  
THy Book's aeternal (if such Books may be)  
Beginning none, nor End of it I see.   

EPIG. 102. Upon the Death of Prince Henry. 1612.  
DEad is that Prince, whom Dead we may lament,  
With Floods of Tears, till Tears last Drops be spent,  
Our Albion's Hope, Glory of Britain's King,  
Arts Prop, wars Pillar, virtues hopeful Spring.  
To whom none e'er came near, but his dear Brother,  
Save his sweet Sister, never such Another.  
A Prince much Honoured Living; Loved when Dead,  
Hi● Nations Light, Delight, whiles Li●e He led.  
Whiles I these things which Tear-swollen eyes sigh-out,  
From both my Springs Tears gush-●orth all about.  
Believe me (Reade●) if what's Grief thou know,  
Sighs stop my Speech; I weep, Tears overflow.   

His Epitaph.  
Herr● lies (dry Eyes, read not this Epitaph)  
Kings, Queens, Prince, Princess, People's hopeful Staff.  
Omnis Gloria Deo debita.    
FINIS.   

To the Excellent Translator of the EPIGRAMS of Master JOHN OWEN, Master JOHN VICARS.  
OWen doth owe thee much, that thou hast so  
Transplanted these his Plants, & made th●m grow  
Within our Soil: and we owe much to either,  
TO Him that them set, to Thee that brought'st them hither.  

Idem ad Lectorem.  
Wouldst thou know where Wits Quintessence doth lie?  
Read these few Leaves thou'lt see it byandby.  
Nathaniel Hall, Gent.