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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VIII. Chap. viii.
Neuer contend with power, least hee, too strong,
Oppress thee; weaknes cannot suffer long;
Differ not with the Rich, whose treasure can
Compose or rule the Law, 'gainst any Man;
For Golden Sizzors clip Astrea's wings,
And hath subverted ev'n the hearts of Kings.
Oppress thee; weaknes cannot suffer long;
Differ not with the Rich, whose treasure can
Compose or rule the Law, 'gainst any Man;
For Golden Sizzors clip Astrea's wings,
And hath subverted ev'n the hearts of Kings.
Be not in strife, nor have at all to doe
With Men who vtter much, and little know.
Converse not with the foole, lest it may be
To thy dishonour in Posteritie.
Despise not him who now reformes his waies,
Nor Speake it to his Shame, what is his praise.
Mock not at Eld, wth Scurrill taunts & vaine,
'Tis that which wee can but hope to Attaine.
Let not thy foe's Death thee Exhilirate,
For to all Mortall, 'tis an Equall Fate.
Attend the Iudgments of Antiquitie;
And prize her wisedome as the Nurserie
Of Knowledge how to rectifie thy waies
In vnderstanding, and to live with Praise.
Goe not from what they teach, for 'tis to them
Tradition, which from their Fathers came;
They shall give knowledge in the fullest kind,
And thou, their sayings in thy need shalt find.
With Men who vtter much, and little know.
Converse not with the foole, lest it may be
To thy dishonour in Posteritie.
Despise not him who now reformes his waies,
Nor Speake it to his Shame, what is his praise.
Mock not at Eld, wth Scurrill taunts & vaine,
'Tis that which wee can but hope to Attaine.
Let not thy foe's Death thee Exhilirate,
For to all Mortall, 'tis an Equall Fate.
Attend the Iudgments of Antiquitie;
And prize her wisedome as the Nurserie
Of Knowledge how to rectifie thy waies
In vnderstanding, and to live with Praise.
Goe not from what they teach, for 'tis to them
Tradition, which from their Fathers came;
They shall give knowledge in the fullest kind,
And thou, their sayings in thy need shalt find.
Rebuke a Sinner, doe not Arrogate
His Crime; Sin vrg'd, not Seldome bringeth hate;
Stand vp to accuse noe Man, Lest he may
Returne it Backe, in somewhat thou shalt say.
His Crime; Sin vrg'd, not Seldome bringeth hate;
Stand vp to accuse noe Man, Lest he may
Returne it Backe, in somewhat thou shalt say.
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Lend not to Men in State or Dignitie
Above thy selfe; or if thou gloriouslye
Wilt soe court greatnes, let thy second thought
Repent thy follye, and esteeme it nought.
Be bond but to thy power; for if thou say,
I will be bond, make full account to pay.
Differ not with the Iudge in point of Law;
For to himselfe the Honour he will draw.
Admit with rash Men noe Societie;
Rashnes presumeth on Sobrietie,
To give offence; for he knowes only Will;
And through his folly, thou art sure of ill.
Contend not with the furious, neither be
Vrg'd by his Scorne, to admit privacie;
For blood he valews not, & thou shall fall
To his good Arme, haveing noe help at all.
Advise not with the foole, he will betray
Thy Secrets, in what ever thou shalt say.
Above thy selfe; or if thou gloriouslye
Wilt soe court greatnes, let thy second thought
Repent thy follye, and esteeme it nought.
Be bond but to thy power; for if thou say,
I will be bond, make full account to pay.
Differ not with the Iudge in point of Law;
For to himselfe the Honour he will draw.
Admit with rash Men noe Societie;
Rashnes presumeth on Sobrietie,
To give offence; for he knowes only Will;
And through his folly, thou art sure of ill.
Contend not with the furious, neither be
Vrg'd by his Scorne, to admit privacie;
For blood he valews not, & thou shall fall
To his good Arme, haveing noe help at all.
Advise not with the foole, he will betray
Thy Secrets, in what ever thou shalt say.
Let not a Stranger privacies attend;
Hee sees & knowes, but thou not knowst his end.
Make not the Vulgar privy to thy Mind;
(For Popularitie is Still inclin'd
To freedome) soe, thy secrets are betraide,
And thou a Scandall to the world art made.
Hee sees & knowes, but thou not knowst his end.
Make not the Vulgar privy to thy Mind;
(For Popularitie is Still inclin'd
To freedome) soe, thy secrets are betraide,
And thou a Scandall to the world art made.
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