Du Bartas His Divine Weekes And Workes with A Compleate Collectio[n] of all the other most delight-full Workes: Translated and written by yt famous Philomusus: Iosvah Sylvester |
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Sonnet 24.
[People, lesse settled then the sliding sand]
People, lesse settled then the sliding sand;More mutable then Proteus, or the Moone;
Turn'd, and return'd, in turning of a hand:
Like Euripus ebbe-flowing euery Noone.
Thou thousand-headed head-less Monster-most,
Oft slaine (like Antheus) and as oft new rising,
Who, hard as steele, as light as winde art tost;
Chameleon like, each obiects colour prysing:
Vnblinde thy blinde soule, ope thine inward sight;
Be no more Tinder of intestine flame:
Of all fantastike humors purge thy spright:
For, if past-follie's vrge yet griefe and shame,
Lo (like Obliuions law) to cure thy passion,
State-stabling Peace brings froward minds in fashion.
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