IDENTILIN$$ F158DT1|Dublin ms. I|ff. 106-15v (w/epistle)|T:EWS\o\5-7,8,9-86\FM:JSC\mf\6-4-97\P&C:JSC\hwt,mf\1-8,11-99\ cor DRD Dec 06-Jan 07. 158.DT1.HE1 [f.106]%X%1Infinitati Sacrum%2 /%X16.%5o%6 %1Augusti%2 1601. /%X%1Metempsychosis%2 /%X%1Poema Satyricon%2 [f.107]%X%1ffirst Songe%2. 158.DT1.HE2om 158.DT1.HE3om 158.DT1.HE4om 158.DT1.HE5om 158.DT1.001 I sing the Progress of a Deathless Soule 158.DT1.002 [lc]whom ffate, w%5ch%6 God made, but doth not controule, 158.DT1.003 Plac'd in most shapes; All times before the Lawe 158.DT1.004 Yoak'd vs, and when, & since, in this I sing 158.DT1.005 And the great world to his aged Evening 158.DT1.006 ffrom Infant Morne, through Manly Noone I drawe 158.DT1.007 What the Gold Chaldee, or silver Persian sawe 158.DT1.008 Greeke Brasse, or Roman Iron, is in this one 158.DT1.009 A worke t'outweare Sethes Pillers, Brick, and stone 158.DT1.010 And holy writts excepted) made to yeild to none. ["("om] 158.DT1.011 Thee Eye of Heau'en, this great Soule envyes not 158.DT1.012 By thy male-force, is all wee haue, begott 158.DT1.013 In the first East; thou nowe beginn'st to shyne 158.DT1.014 Suck'st early Balme, and Iland spices there 158.DT1.015 And wilt anone in thy loose-raind Carriere 158.DT1.016 At Tagus, Po, Sene, Thames, and Danowe dine 158.DT1.017 And see at night thy Westerne land of Myne 158.DT1.018 Yet hast thou not more Nations seene then shee 158.DT1.019 That before thee one day begann to bee, 158.DT1.020 And thy fraile light being quench'd, shall long, long out-liue thee 158.DT1.021 Nor holy Ianus, in whose Soveraigne Boate 158.DT1.022 The Church, and all the Monarchies did floate 158.DT1.023 That swimming Colledge, and free Hospitall 158.DT1.024 Of all Mankind, That Cage, and Vivarie 158.DT1.025 Of ffowles, and Beasts, In whose wombe, Destiny 158.DT1.026 Vs, and our latest Nephewes did install, 158.DT1.027 (ffrom thence are all deriu'd, that fill this All) 158.DT1.028 Did'st thou in that great stewardshipp embarke 158.DT1.029 Soe divers shapes into that floating Parke, 158.DT1.030 As haue been mou'd and inform'd by this heauenly spark [CW:Great] 158.DT1.031 Great Destiny, the Commissary'of God [f.107v] 158.DT1.032 That hast marck'd out a Path, and Period 158.DT1.033 ffor euery thing; whoe where wee ofspring[sp:sic] tooke 158.DT1.034 Our wayes, & ends seest at one instant; Thou 158.DT1.035 Knott of all Causes, Thou whose Chaungless browe 158.DT1.036 N'ere smiles, nor frownes, O vouch thou safe to looke 158.DT1.037 And showe my story in thy ae%Lternall Booke 158.DT1.038 That (if my prayer bee fitt) I may vnderstand 158.DT1.039 Soe much my self, as to knowe w%5th%6 what hand, 158.DT1.040 How scant, or Liberall this my lifes race is spand 158.DT1.041 To my sixe Lustres almost nowe outwore, 158.DT1.042 Except thy Book owe mee soe many more, 158.DT1.043 Except my Legend bee free from the letts 158.DT1.044 Of steepe Ambition, sleepie Pouertye 158.DT1.045 Spiritt-quenching sicknes, Dull Captiuity 158.DT1.046 Distracting buisines, and from Beauties Netts 158.DT1.047 And all y%5t%6 calls from this, & to other whetts 158.DT1.048 O lett mee not launch out, but lett mee saue 158.DT1.049 Th'expence of Braine, & spirit; that my Graue 158.DT1.050 His right, & Due, a whole vnwasted man may haue 158.DT1.051 But if my dayes bee long, and good enough 158.DT1.052 In vaine this Sea shall inlarge, or enrough 158.DT1.053 It selfe, for I will through the wave, and foame 158.DT1.054 And shall in sad loue-wayes, a lively sp'rite 158.DT1.055 Make my darke heauy Poeme light, and light 158.DT1.056 ffor though through many streights, & lands I roame 158.DT1.057 I launch at Paradise, and I saile towards home 158.DT1.058 The Course I there began, shall here bee stay'd 158.DT1.059 Sailes hoised there, stroke here, & Anchors layd 158.DT1.060 In Thames, w%5ch%6 were at Tygris, & Euphrates way'ed [CW:/ffor] 158.DT1.061 ffor this great Soule w%5ch%6 here amongst vs nowe [f.108] 158.DT1.062 Doth dwell, & Moues y%5t%6 hand, & tongue, and browe 158.DT1.063 W%5ch%6 as the Moone, the Sea, moves vs, To heare 158.DT1.064 Whose storie w%5th%6 long Patience you will longe 158.DT1.065 (ffor t'is the Crowne, & last straine of my songe) 158.DT1.066 This Soule, to whom Luther and Mahomett were 158.DT1.067 Prisons of flesh, this Soule w%5ch%6 oft did teare 158.DT1.068 And mend the wracks of th'Empire, & late Rome 158.DT1.069 And liu'd where euery great chaunge did come 158.DT1.070 Had first in Paradise a lowe, but fatall Roome 158.DT1.071 Yet noe lowe Roome, nor, then the greatest lesse 158.DT1.072 If, (as devout, & sharpe men fittly guesse) 158.DT1.073 That Crosse our Ioye, & Griefe, where nailes did tye 158.DT1.074 That All, w%5ch%6 alwayes was All, euery where 158.DT1.075 W%5ch%6 could not sinn, & yet all sinns did beare 158.DT1.076 W%5ch%6 could not dye, yet could not chuse but dye 158.DT1.077 [lc]stood in the self same roome in Caluary 158.DT1.078 Where first grewe the forbidden learned tree 158.DT1.079 ffor on y%5t%6 Tree hunge in Security 158.DT1.080 This Soule made by the Makers will, from Pulling free. 158.DT1.081 Prince of the Orchard, ffaire as Dawning Morne 158.DT1.082 ffenc'd w%5th%6 the lawe, & ripe as soone as borne 158.DT1.083 [lc]that Apple grewe, w%5ch%6 this Soule did 158.DT1.084 Till the then clymeing serpent, y%5t%6 nowe Creepes 158.DT1.085 ffor that offence, for w%5ch%6 all Mankind weepes 158.DT1.086 Tooke it, and t'her whom the first man did wiue 158.DT1.087 (whom, and her race, only forbiddings driue) 158.DT1.088 Hee gaue it, shee t'her husband, both did eate 158.DT1.089 Soe perished the Eaters, and the meate 158.DT1.090 And we (for Treason taints y%5e%6 bloud) thence Dye, & sweat. [CW:/Man] 158.DT1.091 Man all at once was there by woman slayne [f.108v] 158.DT1.092 And one by one wee'are here slaine o're againe 158.DT1.093 By them. The Mother Poiso'ned the well-head 158.DT1.094 The Daughters here Corrupt vs >riuoletts< 158.DT1.095 Noe smaleness scapes, noe greatness breaks their netts 158.DT1.096 Shee thrust vs out, and by them wee are ledd 158.DT1.097 Astray, from turning, to whence wee are fledd 158.DT1.098 Were Prisoners Iudges, t'would seeme rigorous 158.DT1.099 [lc]shee sin'd wee heare, part of our paine is, thus 158.DT1.100 To loue them whose fault, to this painfull loue yoak'd vs. 158.DT1.101 Soe fast in vs doth this Corruption growe 158.DT1.102 That nowe wee dare aske why wee should bee soe. 158.DT1.103 Would God (disputes the Curious Rebell) make 158.DT1.104 A lawe, & would not haue it kept? Or can 158.DT1.105 [lc]his Creatures will cross his? Of euery man 158.DT1.106 [lc]for one, will God (& bee Iust) vengeance take 158.DT1.107 Whoe sinn'd? t'was not forbidden to the snake. 158.DT1.108 [sic]Noe, her whoe was not then made; Nor is't writt 158.DT1.109 That Adam Cropt, or knewe the Apple; yett 158.DT1.110 The worme, & shee, & hee, & wee indure for itt 158.DT1.111 But snatch mee heau'nly spiritt, from this vaine 158.DT1.112 Reconing[sp:sic] their vanities, less is their Gaine 158.DT1.113 Then Hazard still, to meditate on ill 158.DT1.114 Though w%5th%6 good mind, their reasons like those toyes 158.DT1.115 Of Glassy Bubbles, w%5th%6 the gamesome boyes 158.DT1.116 [lc]stretch to soe nice a thinness through a quill 158.DT1.117 That they themselues breake, doe themselues spill 158.DT1.118 Argueing is Heretiques game, and Exercise 158.DT1.119 As wrastlers, perfitts them; Not Liberties 158.DT1.120 Of speach, but silence; Hands, not tongues, end Heresies. [CW:/Iust] 158.DT1.121 Iust in y%5t%6 instant when the Serpents Gripe [f.109] 158.DT1.122 Broak the slight veines, & tender Conduit Pipe 158.DT1.123 Through w%5ch%6 this Soule from y%5e%6 trees roote did drawe 158.DT1.124 Life, & Growth to this Apple, fled away 158.DT1.125 This loose Soule, old, one, and another day 158.DT1.126 As Lightning, w%5ch%6 one scarce dares say, hee sawe 158.DT1.127 T'is soe soone gone, (and better proofe the lawe 158.DT1.128 Of sence the[sic] ffaith requires) swiftly shee flewe 158.DT1.129 To a darke, & foggie Plott, Her, her ffates threwe 158.DT1.130 There through th'Earths pores, & in a plant hows'd her anewe.| 158.DT1.131 The Plant thus abled, to it self did force 158.DT1.132 A Place, where noe place was: By Natures Course 158.DT1.133 As Aire from water, water fleets awaye 158.DT1.134 [lc]from thicker Bodies, by this roote thronged soe 158.DT1.135 His spungie confines, gaue him place to growe 158.DT1.136 Iust as in our streets when the people staye 158.DT1.137 To see the Prince, and soe fill'd the waye 158.DT1.138 That Weezells scarce could pass, when shee comes neare 158.DT1.139 They throng, and cleaue vpp, & a Passage cleare 158.DT1.140 As if, for y%5t%6 time, their round Bodies flatned were. 158.DT1.141 His right Arme hee thrust out towards the East 158.DT1.142 Westward his lefte; Th'ends did themselues digest 158.DT1.143 Into ten lesser strings, these fingers were 158.DT1.144 And as a slumberer stretching on his bed 158.DT1.145 This way hee this, and that way scattered 158.DT1.146 His other legg, w%5ch%6 feet w%5th%6 toes vp-beare 158.DT1.147 Grewe on his Mid-parts, the first daye, haire 158.DT1.148 To shewe y%5t%6 in Loues buisines hee should still 158.DT1.149 A Dealer bee, and bee vs'd well, or ill 158.DT1.150 His Apples kinde, his leaues, force of Conception kill| [CW:/A#mouth] 158.DT1.151 A mouth, but Dumbe hee hath, Blinde eyes, Deaf eares [f.109v] 158.DT1.152 And to his showlders dangle subtill haires 158.DT1.153 A young Collossus there hee stands vpright 158.DT1.154 And as that ground by him were conquered 158.DT1.155 A leafie garland weares hee on his head 158.DT1.156 Enchac'd w%5th%6 little fruits, soe red, and bright 158.DT1.157 That for them you would call yo%5r%6 Loues lipps white 158.DT1.158 Soe of a lone vnhaunted place possest 158.DT1.159 Did this Soules second Inne, built by the guest 158.DT1.160 This living buried Man, this quiett Mandrake rest| 158.DT1.161 Noe lustfull woman came this Plant to grieue 158.DT1.162 But t'was because there was none yet but Eue 158.DT1.163 And shee (w%5th%6 other purpose) kill'd it quite 158.DT1.164 Her sin had nowe brought in infirmities 158.DT1.165 And soe her Cradled Chylde the moist red eyes 158.DT1.166 Had neuer shutt, nor slept, since it sawe light 158.DT1.167 Poppie shee knewe, shee knewe the Mandrakes might 158.DT1.168 And tore vp both, & soe cool'd her Childs bloud 158.DT1.169 Vnvertuous weeds might long vnvex'd haue stood 158.DT1.170 But hee's short-liv'de, y%5t%6 w%5th%6 his Death can doe most good.| 158.DT1.171 To an vnfetter'd Soules quick nimble hast 158.DT1.172 Are falling starrs, and hearts thoughts, but slowe-pac'de 158.DT1.173 Thinner then Burnt ayre flyes this Soule, and shee 158.DT1.174 Whom fower newe comming, & fower parting Suns 158.DT1.175 Had found, and lefte the Mandraks[sic] Tenant, runns 158.DT1.176 Thoughtless of Chaunge, when her firme Destiny 158.DT1.177 Confin'de, & eniayl'd her y%5t%6 seem'd soe free 158.DT1.178 Into a small blewe shell, the w%5ch%6 a poore 158.DT1.179 Warme bird ore spread, and satt still euermore 158.DT1.180 Till her encloath'd child Kick'd, & Peck'd it self a dore [CW:Out-crept] 158.DT1.181 Out-crept a Sparrowe, this Soules moveing Inne [f.110] 158.DT1.182 On whose rawe Armes stiff feathers nowe begin 158.DT1.183 As childrens teeth through Gumms to breake w%5th%6 paine 158.DT1.184 His fleash is Ielly yett, and his bones thredds 158.DT1.185 All a newe Downy Mantle overspreads 158.DT1.186 A Mouth hee opes, w%5ch%6 would asmuch[sic] containe 158.DT1.187 As his late house, & the first howse speaks plaine 158.DT1.188 And chirps alowde for meate; Meat fitt for men 158.DT1.189 His father steales for him, and soe feeds then 158.DT1.190 One, y%5t%6 w%5th%6in a moneth, will beat him from his hen.| 158.DT1.191 In this worlds youth wise Nature did make hast 158.DT1.192 Things ripe'ned sooner, and did longer last 158.DT1.193 Alreadie this hott Cocke in bush and tree 158.DT1.194 In field, & tent ore'-flutters his next hen 158.DT1.195 Hee askes her not, whoe did soe tast, nor when, 158.DT1.196 Nor if his sister, or his neipce[sic] shee bee 158.DT1.197 Nor doth shee pule for his Inconstancye 158.DT1.198 If in her sight hee change, nor doth refuse 158.DT1.199 The next y%5t%6 Calls, both libertie doe vse 158.DT1.200 Where store is of both kinds, both kinds may freely Chuse. 158.DT1.201 Men, till they tooke lawes, w%5ch%6 made freedome lesse 158.DT1.202 Their daughters, & their sisters did ingress 158.DT1.203 Till nowe vnlawfull, therefore ill, t'was not 158.DT1.204 Soe Iolly, that it can move this Soule, is 158.DT1.205 The Bodie soe free of his kindnesses 158.DT1.206 That self-preserving it hath nowe forgott 158.DT1.207 And slackneth soe the Soules, and Bodies knott 158.DT1.208 W%5ch%6 Temperance streightens, freely'on'his shee friends 158.DT1.209 Hee Bloud, & Spiritt, Pith, and Marrowe spends 158.DT1.210 Ill Steward of himself, himself in three yeares ends. [CW:/Ells][miscatch] 158.DT1.211 Ellse might hee long haue liu'd. Man did not knowe [f.110v] 158.DT1.212 Of Gummy bloud w%5ch%6 doth in Holly growe 158.DT1.213 Howe to make Birdlyme, nor howe to deceiue 158.DT1.214 W%5th%6 faind Calls his Netts, or enwrapping snares 158.DT1.215 The free inhabitants of the pliant Aire 158.DT1.216 Man to begett, and Woman to conceiue 158.DT1.217 Ask'd not of rootes, nor of Cock-sparrowes leaue 158.DT1.218 Yet chuseth hee, though none of these hee feares 158.DT1.219 Pleasantly three, then straightned twenty yeares 158.DT1.220 To liue, & to increase his race, himself out-weares 158.DT1.221 This Coale w%5th%6 overblowing quench'd, and dead 158.DT1.222 The Soule from her to Actiue Organs fled 158.DT1.223 T'a Brooke, a femall ffishes sandy rowe 158.DT1.224 W%5th%6 the Males Ielly, newly leauned was 158.DT1.225 ffor they inter-touch'd as they did pass 158.DT1.226 And one of those smale Bodies, fitted soe 158.DT1.227 This Soule inform'd, and abled it to rowe 158.DT1.228 It self w%5th%6 finny oares w%5ch%6 shee did fitt 158.DT1.229 Her scales seem'd yet of Parchment, & as yett 158.DT1.230 Perchance a fish, but by noe name yo%5w%6 could call it 158.DT1.231 When Goodly like a shipp in her full trimme 158.DT1.232 A Swan soe white, y%5t%6 you may vnto him 158.DT1.233 Compare all whitenes, but himself to none 158.DT1.234 Glided along, and as hee glided watch'd 158.DT1.235 And w%5th%6 his arched neck this poore fish catch'd 158.DT1.236 It mou'd w%5th%6 state, as if to looke vppon 158.DT1.237 Lowe things it skorn'd, & yet before that one 158.DT1.238 Could thinke hee sought it, hee had swallowed cleare 158.DT1.239 This and much such, & vnblam'd deuour'ed there 158.DT1.240 All, but who too swifte, or great, or well armd were [CW:/Nowe] 158.DT1.241 Nowe swumm a Prison in a Prison putt [f.111] 158.DT1.242 And nowe this Soule in double walls was shutt 158.DT1.243 Till melted w%5th%6 the Swanns digestiue fire 158.DT1.244 Shee lefte her house the fish, & vapour'd forth 158.DT1.245 ffate not affording Bodies of more worth 158.DT1.246 ffor her as yet, bids her againe retire 158.DT1.247 T'another fish, to any newe desire 158.DT1.248 Made a newe Prey, for hee that can to none 158.DT1.249 Resistance make, nor complaint, sure is gone. 158.DT1.250 Weakness invites, but silence feasts oppression. 158.DT1.251 Pace w%5th%6 her natiue streame this fish doth keepe 158.DT1.252 And Iourneyes w%5th%6 her, toward the Glassie Deepe 158.DT1.253 But ofte retarded, once w%5th%6 a hidden nett 158.DT1.254 Though w%5th%6 great windowes, for when need first taught 158.DT1.255 These tricks to catch food, then they were not wrought 158.DT1.256 As nowe, w%5th%6 Curious greediness to lett 158.DT1.257 None scape, but fewe, & fitt for vse to gett 158.DT1.258 As in this trapp a Ravenous Pike was tane 158.DT1.259 Who though himself distrest, would faine haue slaine 158.DT1.260 This wretch, soe hardly are ill habitts lefte againe. 158.DT1.261 Here by her smaleness shee twoe Deathes orepast 158.DT1.262 Once Innocence scap'd, & left th'Oppressor fast 158.DT1.263 The nett through-sw>a%>u>>suck<< in Aire, or find it vnderneath 158.DT1.266 Or working parts like Mills, or Limbecks hath 158.DT1.267 To make the weather thinn, and Aire like faith 158.DT1.268 Cares not, but safe the place shee's come vnto 158.DT1.269 Where fresh w%5th%6 salt waues meet, and what to doe 158.DT1.270 [lc]shee knowes not, but betweene both makes a boord, or twoe. [CW:/Soe][miscatch] 158.DT1.271 So farre from hideing her Guests, Water is [f.111v] 158.DT1.272 That shee showes them in bigger quantities 158.DT1.273 Then they are. Thus doubtfull of her waye 158.DT1.274 ffor Game, and not for Hunger, a Sea Pie 158.DT1.275 Spie'd through this Traiterous Spectacle from high 158.DT1.276 The Silly fish, where it disputeing laye, 158.DT1.277 And to'end her Doubts, and her, beares her away 158.DT1.278 Exalted shee is, but to th'exalters Good 158.DT1.279 As are by Great ones, men w%5ch%6 lowly stood 158.DT1.280 It[sic] rais'd to bee the raisers Instrument, and food.| 158.DT1.281 Is any kind subiect to Rape like ffish? 158.DT1.282 Ill vnto man they neither doe, nor wish: 158.DT1.283 ffishers they kill not, nor w%5th%6 noise awake 158.DT1.284 They doe not hunt, nor striue to make a prey 158.DT1.285 Of Beasts, nor their yong sonns to beare awaye 158.DT1.286 ffoules they pursue not, nor doe vndertake 158.DT1.287 To spoile the neasts industrious Birds doe make 158.DT1.288 Yet them all these vnkind kinds feed vppon 158.DT1.289 To kill them is an Occupation 158.DT1.290 And lawes makes[sic] fasts, & lents for their destruction 158.DT1.291 A suddaine stiff land-winde in that self houre 158.DT1.292 To Sea-ward forc'd this Bird that did devoure 158.DT1.293 The ffish; Hee cares not, for w%5th%6 ease hee flyes 158.DT1.294 ffatt Gluttonies best Orator; At last 158.DT1.295 Soe long hee'hath flowne, and hath flowne soe fast 158.DT1.296 That leagues at Sea now tir'de hee lyes 158.DT1.297 And w%5th%6 his Prey, that till then languish'd, Dyes 158.DT1.298 The Soules noe longer foes, twoe wayes did erre, 158.DT1.299 The ffish I followe, and keepe noe Calender 158.DT1.300 Of th'other; Hee liues yet in some great Officer. [CW:/Into] 158.DT1.301 Into an Embrion fish our Soule is throwne [f.112] 158.DT1.302 And in due time throwne out againe, & growne 158.DT1.303 To such vastness, as if vnmanacled 158.DT1.304 ffrom Greece Morea were, and that by some 158.DT1.305 Earthquake vnrooted, loose Morea swome 158.DT1.306 Or Seas from Affricks Bodie'had seuered 158.DT1.307 And torne the hopefull Promontories head 158.DT1.308 This fish would seeme these, & when all hopes faile 158.DT1.309 A Great shipp oversett, or w%5th%6out sayle 158.DT1.310 Hulling, might (when this was a whelp) bee like this whale 158.DT1.311 At euerie stroke his brazen finns doe take 158.DT1.312 More Circles in the broken Sea they make 158.DT1.313 Then Cannons voices, when the Aire they teare 158.DT1.314 His ribbs are Pillars, & his high-Arch'd roofe 158.DT1.315 Of Bark y%5t%6 blunts best steele, is thunder=proofe 158.DT1.316 Swim in him swallowed Dolphins, w%5th%6out feare 158.DT1.317 And feele noe sides, as if his vast wombe were 158.DT1.318 Some In-land Sea, and euer as hee went 158.DT1.319 Hee spowted Riuers vpp, as if hee meant 158.DT1.320 To ioyne our Seas, w%5th%6 seas aboue y%5e%6 firmament 158.DT1.321 Hee hunts not fish; but as an Officer 158.DT1.322 Staies in his Court, in his owne nett, and there 158.DT1.323 All suitors of all sorts themselues inthrall 158.DT1.324 Soe on his back lyes this Whale wantonning 158.DT1.325 And in his Gulf-like throat, sucks euery thinge 158.DT1.326 That passeth neare. ffish chaceth fish, and all 158.DT1.327 fflyer, and follower in this whirlepoole fall 158.DT1.328 O might not states of more equality 158.DT1.329 Consist, and is it of Necessity 158.DT1.330 That thousand guiltless smales, to make one Great must Dye? [CW:/Nowe] 158.DT1.331 Nowe drincks hee vpp Seas, and hee eats vp flocks [f.112v] 158.DT1.332 Hee iustles Ilands, and hee shakes firme Rocks 158.DT1.333 Nowe in a Room-full house this Soule doth floate 158.DT1.334 And like a Prince shee sends her faculties 158.DT1.335 To all her Lymbes, distant as Prouinces 158.DT1.336 The Sun hath twenty times both Crabb, and Goate 158.DT1.337 Parch'd since first launch'd forth this living boate 158.DT1.338 T'is greatest nowe, and to destruction 158.DT1.339 Nearest; There's noe pause at Perfection 158.DT1.340 Greatness a Period hath, but hath noe station| 158.DT1.341 Twoe little fishes whom hee neuer harm'd 158.DT1.342 Nor fed on their kinde, twoe not throughly arm'd 158.DT1.343 W%5th%6 hope that they could kill him, nor could doe 158.DT1.344 Good to themselues by'his Death; they did not eate 158.DT1.345 His fleash, nor suck those oyles, w%5ch%6 thence out streat 158.DT1.346 Conspir'd against him, And it might vndoe 158.DT1.347 The Plott of All, that the Plotters were twoe 158.DT1.348 But that they fishes were, and could not speake 158.DT1.349 Howe shall a Tyran wise stronge proiects breake 158.DT1.350 If wretches can on them y%5e%6 Com%Mon anger wreake? 158.DT1.351 The flaile-finn'd Thresher, & steel-beak'd Sword-fish 158.DT1.352 Only attempt to doe what all doe wish. 158.DT1.353 The Thresher backs him, and to beate beginns 158.DT1.354 The sluggard whale yeilds to Oppression 158.DT1.355 And t'hide himself from shame, and danger, Downe 158.DT1.356 Beginns to sinke; The Swordfish vpward spinns 158.DT1.357 And Goares him w%5th%6 his Beak, his staff-like ffinns 158.DT1.358 Soe well the one, his sword the other plyes 158.DT1.359 That nowe a scoff, and prey, this Tyran dyes 158.DT1.360 And (his owne Dole) feeds w%5th%6 himself all Companies [CW:/Whoe] 158.DT1.361 Whoe will revenge his Death? Or who will call [f.113] 158.DT1.362 Those to accompt, y%5t%6 thought, & wrought his fall? 158.DT1.363 Th'heires of slaine Kings, wee see are often soe 158.DT1.364 Transported w%5th%6 the Ioye of what they gett 158.DT1.365 That they Revenge and Obsequies forgett 158.DT1.366 Nor will against such men the people goe 158.DT1.367 Because hee's nowe dead, to whom they should showe 158.DT1.368 Loue in y%5t%6 act. Some Kings by vice being growne 158.DT1.369 Soe needy of Subiects loue, that of their owne 158.DT1.370 They think they loose, if loue bee to y%5e%6 Dead Prince showne 158.DT1.371 This Soule nowe free from Prison, & Passion 158.DT1.372 Hath yet a litle indignation, 158.DT1.373 That soe small hammers should soe soone downe beate 158.DT1.374 Soe great a Castle. And hauing for her house 158.DT1.375 Gott the streight Cloyster of a wretched mouse 158.DT1.376 (As basest men that haue not what to eate 158.DT1.377 Nor enioye ought, doe farre more hate the great 158.DT1.378 They[sic] they whoe good repos'd estates possess) 158.DT1.379 This Soule late taught y%5t%6 great things might by lesse 158.DT1.380 Bee slaine, to Gallant Mischief doth herself addresse.| 158.DT1.381 Natures great Master-piece, an Elephant 158.DT1.382 The only harmless Great thing. The Giant 158.DT1.383 Of Beasts; who thought noe [om] had gon, to make one wise 158.DT1.384 But to bee Iust, and thankfull, loth to'offend 158.DT1.385 Yet Nature hath giuen him noe knees to bend 158.DT1.386 Himself hee vp-propps, on himself relyes 158.DT1.387 And foe to none, suspects noe Enemies 158.DT1.388 Still sleeping stood; vex'd not his fantasie 158.DT1.389 Black dreames, like an vnbent bowe, carelesly 158.DT1.390 His Sinnewy Proboscis did remisly lye [CW:/In] 158.DT1.391 In w%5ch%6, as in a Gallerie, this Mouse [f.113v] 158.DT1.392 Walk'd and survey'd the roomes of this vast house 158.DT1.393 And to the Braine, the Soules Bedchamber, went 158.DT1.394 And gnaw'd the life-cords there, like a whole Towne 158.DT1.395 Cleane vndermin'de, the slaine Beast Tumbled downe 158.DT1.396 W%5th%6 him the Murtherer dyes, whom Envye sent 158.DT1.397 To kill, not scape. for only hee that went 158.DT1.398 To dye, did euer kill a man of better roome 158.DT1.399 And thus hee made his foe, his Prey, and Tombe 158.DT1.400 Whoe cares not to turne back, may any whither come.| 158.DT1.401 Next hous'd this Soule a wolues yet vnborne whelpe 158.DT1.402 Till the best Midwife Nature gaue it helpe 158.DT1.403 To yssue. It could kill as soone as goe 158.DT1.404 Abell, as white, and milde as his sheepe were 158.DT1.405 (Whoe, in that trade of Church, & kingdomes, there 158.DT1.406 was the first type) was still infected[sic] soe 158.DT1.407 W%5th%6 this wolfe, that it bred his losse and woe 158.DT1.408 And yet his Bitch, his Sentinell attends 158.DT1.409 The fflock soe neare soe well warnes, and defends 158.DT1.410 That the wolfe (hopeless ells) to corrupt her, intends. 158.DT1.411 Hee tooke a course, w%5ch%6 since succesfully 158.DT1.412 Great men haue often taken, to espie 158.DT1.413 The Councells, or to breake the plotts of foes 158.DT1.414 To Abells Tent hee stealeth in the Darke 158.DT1.415 On whose skirts the Bitch slept; Ere shee could barke 158.DT1.416 Attach'd her w%5th%6 streight gripes, yet hee call'd those 158.DT1.417 Embracements of Loue, to Loues work hee goes 158.DT1.418 Where Deeds moue more then words. [lc]nor doth shee showe 158.DT1.419 Now[sic] much resist, Nor needs hee straighten soe 158.DT1.420 His Prey, for were shee loose, shee would not bark, nor goe.| [CW:/Hee] 158.DT1.421 Hee hath ingag'd her, his, shee wholly bydes [f.114] 158.DT1.422 Whoe not her owne, none others secretts hydes 158.DT1.423 If to the flock hee come, and Abell there 158.DT1.424 Shee faines hoarse barckings, but shee biteth not 158.DT1.425 Her faith is quite, but not her Loue forgott 158.DT1.426 At last a trapp, of w%5ch%6 some euery where 158.DT1.427 Abell had plac'd, ending his losse, and feare 158.DT1.428 By the Wolues death; And nowe iust time it was 158.DT1.429 That a quick Soule should giue life to y%5t%6 Masse 158.DT1.430 Of Bloud in Abells Bitch, & thither this did passe.| 158.DT1.431 Some haue their wiues, their Sisters some begott 158.DT1.432 But in the liues of Emperours you shall not not%>>>%Ynot%Z<< 158.DT1.433 Read of a Lust, the w%5ch%6 may equall this 158.DT1.434 This wolfe begott himself, and finished 158.DT1.435 What hee begann aliue, when hee was dead 158.DT1.436 Sonn to himself, and father to, hee is 158.DT1.437 A Ridling lust, for w%5ch%6 Schoolemen would misse 158.DT1.438 A proper name. The whelp of both these laye 158.DT1.439 In Abells tent, & w%5th%6 softe Moaba 158.DT1.440 His sister being younge, it vs'd to sport, and playe. 158.DT1.441 Hee soone for her too harsh, and churlish grewe 158.DT1.442 And Abell (the Dam dead) would vse this newe 158.DT1.443 ffor the field, Being of twoe kinds made 158.DT1.444 Hee, as his Dam from sheep, droue wolues awaye 158.DT1.445 And as his Sire, hee made them his owne preye. 158.DT1.446 ffive yeares hee liu'd, & Cosened w%5th%6 his trade. 158.DT1.447 Then hopeless y%5t%6 his faults were hid, betraide 158.DT1.448 Himself by flight, and by All followed 158.DT1.449 ffrom Doggs a Wolfe, from Wolues a [lc]dogg hee fled 158.DT1.450 And like a spye, to both sydes false, hee perished. [CW:/It] 158.DT1.451 It quickened next a toy-full Ape; and soe [f.114v] 158.DT1.452 Gamesome it was, y%5t%6 it might freely goe 158.DT1.453 ffrom Tent to Tent, & w%5th%6 the Children Playe 158.DT1.454 His Organs nowe soe like theirs hee doth finde 158.DT1.455 That why hee cannot laugh, and speake his minde 158.DT1.456 Hee wonders. Much w%5th%6 all, most hee doth staye 158.DT1.457 W%5th%6 Adams fifte daughter Siphatecia 158.DT1.458 Doth Gaze on her, & where shee passeth passe 158.DT1.459 Gathers her fruicts and tumbles on the Grasse 158.DT1.460 And wisest of y%5t%6 kinde, y%5e%6 first true Louer was. 158.DT1.461 Hee was the first y%5t%6 more desir'd to haue 158.DT1.462 One then another; ffirst y%5t%6 ere did Craue 158.DT1.463 Loue by Mute signes, & had noe power to speake, 158.DT1.464 ffirst y%5t%6 could make Loue-faces, or could doe 158.DT1.465 The Vaulters Sombersaults, or vs'de to wooe 158.DT1.466 With hoyting Gambolds, his owne bones to break 158.DT1.467 To make his Mistress merry; Or to wreak 158.DT1.468 Her Anger, on himself. Sinns against kinde 158.DT1.469 They easely doe, that can lett feed their minde 158.DT1.470 W%5th%6 outward Beauty, beauty they in Boyes, & Beasts doe finde 158.DT1.471 By this misled, too lowe things men haue prou'd 158.DT1.472 And too high; Beasts, and Angells haue beene lou'd 158.DT1.473 This Ape, though ells through vaine, in this was wise 158.DT1.474 Hee reach'd at things too high, but open waye 158.DT1.475 There was, and hee knewe not shee would say naye 158.DT1.476 His toyes prevaile not, Likelier meanes hee tryes 158.DT1.477 Hee gazeth on her face w%5th%6 tear-shott Eyes 158.DT1.478 And vplifts subtly with his russett pawe 158.DT1.479 Her Kid-skin apron w%5th%6out feare or awe 158.DT1.480 Of Nature; Nature hath noe iayle, though shee haue Lawe [CW:/ffirst] 158.DT1.481 ffirst shee was silly,'& knewe not what hee meant [f.115] 158.DT1.482 That Virtue by his touches, chaf'd and spent, 158.DT1.483 Suceeds an Itchy warmth, that melts her quite 158.DT1.484 Shee knewe not first, nowe cares not what hee doth 158.DT1.485 And willing half & more, more then half 158.DT1.486 Shee neither pulls, nor pushes, but out right 158.DT1.487 Nowe Cryes, and nowe repents; when Tethlemite 158.DT1.488 Her Brother entred, and a great stone threwe 158.DT1.489 After the Ape, who thus preuented flewe 158.DT1.490 This house thus Batt'red downe, y%5e%6 soule possest a newe 158.DT1.491 And whether by this Chaunge shee loose or winn 158.DT1.492 Shee comes out next where th'Ape would haue gone in 158.DT1.493 Adam, & Eue, had mingled Blouds, and nowe 158.DT1.494 Like Chim%Miques Equall fires, her temperate wombe 158.DT1.495 Had stew'd, & form'd it, And part did become 158.DT1.496 A Spungie Liver, that did ritchly allowe 158.DT1.497 Like a free Conduit on a high-hills Browe 158.DT1.498 Life-keeping moisture vnto euery Part 158.DT1.499 Part hardned it self to a thicker hart 158.DT1.500 Whose busie furnaces Lifes spiritts doe impart 158.DT1.501 Another part became the well of sence 158.DT1.502 The tender well-arm'd feeling Braine, from whence 158.DT1.503 Those sinewy strings w%5ch%6 doe our Bodies tye 158.DT1.504 Are raveld out, and fast there by one end 158.DT1.505 Did this Soule Limbes, these Limbes a Soule attend 158.DT1.506 And nowe they Ioin'd. Keeping some qualitie 158.DT1.507 Of euery past shape. [lc]shee knewe Treacherie 158.DT1.508 Rapine, Deceipt, & Lust, and ills enough 158.DT1.509 To bee a woman. Themech shee is nowe 158.DT1.510 Sister, & wife to Cain, Cain y%5t%6 first did Plough [CW:/Whoe] 158.DT1.511 Whoe e're thou beest y%5t%6 read'st this sullen writt [f.115v] 158.DT1.512 W%5ch%6 Iust soe much Courts thee, as thou dost it 158.DT1.513 Lett mee arrest thy thoughts, wonder w%5th%6 mee 158.DT1.514 Why Plowing, Building, Ruleing, & the rest 158.DT1.515 Or most of these Arts whence our liues are blest 158.DT1.516 By Cursed Cains race invented bee 158.DT1.517 And Blest Seth vex'd vs w%5th%6 Astronomie 158.DT1.518 There's nothing simply Good, or ill alone 158.DT1.519 Of euerie Qualitie Comparison 158.DT1.520 The only measure is, & Iudge, Opinion: 158.DT1.0SS ffinis.| 158.DT1.0$$ %1Poem wr. in 10-l. sts separated by space & numbered in RM; last line of each st ind; in l.54 scribe apparently treats "sp'rites" as a contraction; "riuoletts" in l.94 inserted in different ink, but looks scribal--EWS/JSC; it's often a toss-up what case the scribe's W/w's are%2