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The poems of George Daniel

... From the original mss. in the British Museum: Hitherto unprinted. Edited, with introduction, notes, and illustrations, portrait, &c. By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart: In four volumes

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ODE XXXIX.

[Never to be at Ease, never to rest]

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Never to be at Ease, never to rest;
What brest
Is strong enough? What braine, if it were double,
Could beare vnmoved, the assaults of soe much trouble?
Tost on the wave of Chance,
I loose my better Selfe;
Where Ignorance
Cast vp a Shelfe,
To ruine all my vertue; I forgot
My manhood, and the Treasure which I putt
A Sure
And constant rescue from all hands impure.

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Taught by Example, and the precepts which
From rich

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Antiquitie I gathered; I was made
Fortune-proofe in her malice; not afraide
To cope with Danger, in
All Formes She could put on.
But lost within
Opinion,
I was surprised; and ere I could collect
Disperséd Notions, by an indirect
Strange way,
Passion prevailed; I knew not what to Say.

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Fortified in my Reason, once I thought
(But nought
Availes our owne Surmises) that the power
Of fortune could not Storme me. Ah! noe more
Let woman's Son be proud
In his owne brest or braine.
For soe I stood
To entertaine
All hazard vnappall'd; and had within
As great a Force, as full a Magazin,
As might
Have flattered you to the Same oversight.
Man is not Strong at all; nor wise, nor Fitt,
His owne to manage with his proper witt;
Then least, when borne by Selfe-opinion,
Hee Stops the Light, and wanders in his owne

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Darke Principles and notions; hee attains
Nearest Perfection, who his owne restrains.