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The World
As Diamonds of Ordinary weight,For evry Caract, beare a Certaine Rate,
But, when they once outgrow the Common Size,
The least Addition multiplys the Price.
'Tis easier to Counterfet a Stone
Of any Dy, then Diamonds of None.
As 'tis more gallant to command
Then to be able to know how,
So 'tis to Censure then to know,
And to Controll then understand.
For knowledge is a thing below,
And 'tis more noble to appeare
Above it, without Charge or Paines
Or the Dul Industry of Braines,
Then earne it at a Rate so deare:
For as all People would be rich,
But Fortune only ha's the Power
Or Industry to appoint which,
Then to be able to know how,
So 'tis to Censure then to know,
And to Controll then understand.
For knowledge is a thing below,
And 'tis more noble to appeare
Above it, without Charge or Paines
Or the Dul Industry of Braines,
Then earne it at a Rate so deare:
For as all People would be rich,
But Fortune only ha's the Power
Or Industry to appoint which,
And makes some Poore
Only t' advance the other more,
Soe all men would be wise and know,
Though Nature only orders who
Shalbe and shal ne're be so.
Devour's his Fortune in a Trice
Only t' advance the other more,
Soe all men would be wise and know,
Though Nature only orders who
Shalbe and shal ne're be so.
And eates himself like Adam out of Paradice.
The Magique of Mens Native Soyles
Though 'ere so Homely, stil Prevailes
To make them rather Settle there
Then ------ better any where.
And 'ere they dy would faine Return
To be buryd, where th' were Born.
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Is th' High and mighty Powr of Nature;
Nature the Universal Sovraine
And Custom her Colleague, that Govern.
He that's Drunkest
Is in the Fairest way of Conquest.
The world for other Sins was drownd
Before the use of wine was found,
When Fishes that by Drinking Live
Were only worthy a Reprive.
The smooth fac'd youth freed from his Tutors care
Loves Dogs and horses and the Chirgeon Aire,
Prone to debauch, but obstinate t' advice,
Regardles how his time and money flys.
Our Sighs and Feares give no relief
To them at al but our own grief.
So when the unwise are Powr shun
Into the Contrary they run.
And as in Ships of war we do not State
Their greatnes from their Burden or their Rate,
Nor as in Merchantmen count by their Tuns
But by the men she carrys and the Guns,
So he, that would know her Proportion just,
Must reckon by her mischief and her Lust.
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