XI. EPHES. ii. 2. Ye walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the air. Whither will this mad brain world, at last, Be driv'n? Where will her restless wheels arrive? Why hurries on her ill match'd pair so fast?" O whither means her furious groom to drive? What, will her rambling fits be never past? For ever ranging Never once retrieve? Will earth's perpetual progress ne'er expire? Her team continuing in their fresh career : And yet they never rest, and yet they never tire. 2 Sol's hot-mouth'd steeds, whose nostrils vomit flame, To quench their burning fetlocks, and go steep And 'fresh their tir'd souls with strength restoring sleep.. 3%. But these prodigious hackneys, basely got 'Twixt men and devils, made for race or flight, Can drag the idle world, expecting not The bed of rest, but travel with delight; Who, never weighing way nor weather, trot Thro' dust and dirt, and droil both night and day; Thus droil these fiends incarnate, whose free pains Are fed with dropsies and veneral blains : No need to use the whip; but strength to rule the reins. Poor 4. Poor captive world! how has thy lightness giv'n Of all true joys, by one false joy's delusion! With sugar'd word so full, that she is led 5. Pull, gracious Lord! Let not thine arm forsake By how much the nearer Satan perceiveth the world to an end, by so much the more fiercely he troubleth it with persecution; that, knowing himself to le damned, he may get company in his damnation. CYPRIAN. in Ep. Broad and spacious is the road to infernal life; there are inticements and death-bringing pleasures. There the devil flattereth, that he may deceive; smileth, that he may endamage allureth, that he may destroy. EPIG. 11. Nay, soft and fair good world; post not too fast; Reprizes, i. e. curbs, restrains; from the French, reprimer. ISAIAH XII. ISALAH lxvi. 11. Yemay suck, but not be satisfied with the breast of her W consolation. 1. HAT, never fill'd; Be thy lips screw'd so fast To th'earth's full breast? for shame, for shame [unseize thee; Thou tak'st a surfeit where thou should'st but taste, And mak'st too much not half enough to please thee. 2. Ah, fool, forbear; thou swallowest at one breath Both food and poison down; thou draw'st both milk [and death. The ub'rous breasts, when fairly drawn, repast The thriving infant with her milky flood; But, being overstrain'd, return at last Unwholesome gulps compos'd of wind and blood. A mod'rate use doth both repast and please : Who strains beyond a mean, draws in and gulps dis [ease. But, 3. that mean, whose good the least abuse Makes bad, is too, too hard to be directed : Can thorns bring grapes, or crabs a pleasing juice? There's nothing wholesome,where the whole's infected. Unseize thy lips: earth's milk's a ripend core, That drops from her disease, that matters from her 4. [sore. Think'st thou that paunch, that burlies out thy coat, Is thriving fat; or flesh that seems so brawny ; Thy paunch is dropsy'd, and thy cheeks are bloat; Thy lips are white, and thy complexion tawny; Thy skin's a bladder blown with watry tumours: Thy flesh a trembling bog, a quagmire full of humours. A |