They were a troop of beauties known well nigh 95 100 He shrouded sate, and taught the hollow hill 105 To echo forth the music of his quill, Whose tattling voice redoubled so the sound That where he was concealed they quickly found; Until his Muses had inspired him there. Though mean and plain his country habit seemed, 115 That either he had travelled abrode, Where swains of better knowledge make abode, Or else that some brave nymph who used that grove Had deigned to enrich him with her love. 120 Approaching nearer therefore to this swain, They him saluted, and he them again, 125 130 JAMES SHIRLEY NO ARMOUR AGAINST FATE The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; Death lays his icy hand on kings: Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made 5 With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, They stoop to Fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, The garlands wither on your brow; Then boast no more your mighty deeds! Upon Death's purple altar now, See where the victor-victim bleeds! To the cold tomb: Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in their dust. About 1640? 1659. GEORGE HERBERT FROM THE CHURCH-PORCH Drink not the third glass, which thou canst not tame, Mayst rule it as thou list, and pour the shame, It is most just to throw that on the ground The cheapest sins most dearly punished are, Lie not; but let thy heart be true to God, Thy mouth to it, thy actions to them both. Cowards tell lies, and those that fear the rod; The stormy working soul spits lies and froth. Dare to be true. Nothing can need a lie: A fault, which needs it most, grows two thereby. 5 ΙΟ 15 Fly idleness; which yet thou canst not fly By dressing, mistressing, and compliment. 20 If those take up thy day, the sun will cry Against thee; for his light was only lent. God gave thy soul brave wings; put not those feathers When thou dost purpose aught within thy power, 25 Be sure to do it though it be but small: Constancy knits the bones, and makes us stour When wanton pleasures beckon us to thrall. Who breaks his own bond forfeiteth himself: What nature made a ship he makes a shelf. 30 By all means use sometimes to be alone. Salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear. Dare to look in thy chest-for 't is thine own, And tumble up and down what thou find'st there. Who cannot rest till he good fellows find, 35 He breaks up house, turns out of doors his mind. Be calm in arguing; for fierceness makes Why should I feel another man's mistakes More than his sicknesses or poverty? 40 In love I should; but anger is not love, Calmness is great advantage: he that lets Another chafe may warm him at his fire, In brief, acquit thee bravely; play the man. Make not an ell by trifling in thy woe. VIRTUE Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, My music shows ye have your closes, Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives; But though the whole world turr to coal, 1633. 5 ΙΟ 15 THE PEARL I know the ways of learning, both the head Or of itself, like a good housewife, spun Both th' old discoveries, and the new-found seas, The stock and surplus, cause and history; All these stand open, or I have the keys: I know the ways of honour, what maintains When glory swells the heart, and mouldeth it I know the ways of pleasure, the sweet strains, The propositions of hot blood and brains; What mirth and music mean; what love and wit Have done these twenty hundred years and more; I know the projects of unbridled store; 5 ΙΟ 15 20 25 My stuff is flesh, not brass; my senses live, And grumble oft that they have more in me Than he that curbs them, being but one to five: 30 I know all these, and have them in my hand; I fly to Thee, and fully understand Both the main sale and the commodities, And at what rate and price I have Thy love, With all the circumstances that may move. 35 |