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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 | Chap. xxvi. The poems of George Daniel |  |
XXVI. Chap. xxvi.
Happie the man who has a vertuous wife;
Double his yeares shall be, to bless his Life.
An honest Woeman is the Husband's Ioy,
Crowninge his Dayes with all felicitie;
A Dower Inestimable, wch shall be given
Only to such as feare the God of Heauen.
Be ffortune as it will, it cannot varie
His resolutions, he shall ever carry
A Face erected. Three things, to my heart,
Are terrible, and my Eyes revert
Against the Fourth: Treason in Citties bred,
A Publick Mutinie, and falshood made
The accusation; these are beyond Death.
A Woeman Iealous to her husband's faith
Is an affliction; by her hastie feares
Prompted, her tongue will speak it to all Eares.
A froward Woeman is like to a yoke
Of Sullen Oxen, each from other broke;
To him that hath her, as a Scorpion.
Double his yeares shall be, to bless his Life.
An honest Woeman is the Husband's Ioy,
Crowninge his Dayes with all felicitie;
A Dower Inestimable, wch shall be given
Only to such as feare the God of Heauen.
Be ffortune as it will, it cannot varie
His resolutions, he shall ever carry
A Face erected. Three things, to my heart,
Are terrible, and my Eyes revert
Against the Fourth: Treason in Citties bred,
A Publick Mutinie, and falshood made
The accusation; these are beyond Death.
A Woeman Iealous to her husband's faith
Is an affliction; by her hastie feares
Prompted, her tongue will speak it to all Eares.
A froward Woeman is like to a yoke
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To him that hath her, as a Scorpion.
A Drunken Woeman & vncivill one
Is as a Curse, a Shame, she cannot hide
Her filthines; The Eyes and the Eye-lid,
Denote a Woeman's lewdnes. Naturallye,
If not thy Daughter be of Modestie,
Have a strict rule vpon her, least she may
In too much freedome, cast herselfe away;
Take heed to her whose Impudence doth speake
In her Eyes' Glasse; nor wonder if she breake
To give offence; as one, that by the way
Thirsteth, soe she will ope her mouth & stay
To drinke of every water; she will sitt
With open Quiver, for all Arrowes fitt.
Is as a Curse, a Shame, she cannot hide
Her filthines; The Eyes and the Eye-lid,
Denote a Woeman's lewdnes. Naturallye,
If not thy Daughter be of Modestie,
Have a strict rule vpon her, least she may
In too much freedome, cast herselfe away;
Take heed to her whose Impudence doth speake
In her Eyes' Glasse; nor wonder if she breake
To give offence; as one, that by the way
Thirsteth, soe she will ope her mouth & stay
To drinke of every water; she will sitt
With open Quiver, for all Arrowes fitt.
A vertuous woeman doth Consolidate
Her husband, & her wisedome is as ffat
Vnto his Bones; a Woeman loveing Peace
And of an humble Spirit, is increase
From Heaven's full hand, beyond Comparison
Of value, if she have Instruction.
She whose desires are fixt in Modestie
Is double honour, & noe Wealth can be
Equall vnto her vertue; as the Sun,
When it ariseth to our Horizon,
In the high Court of Heaven; & not less Cleare,
Doth a good Woeman in her house appeare.
As the bright Lamp, which pious hands did fix,
To burne vpon the Holy Candlestickes;
Soe goodly is the beautie of the Face
In a ripe Age. As on a Silver base,
Rich Golden Columnes stand, Soe wth a Mind
Vntainted, ffeet of Innocence wee find.
The strong foundations layd vpon a Rocke,
Perpetuall are 'bove wind or Thunder's shocke;
Soe fixt doth vertue stand, & soe Immute,
With her whose thoughts are truly resolute.
Her husband, & her wisedome is as ffat
Vnto his Bones; a Woeman loveing Peace
And of an humble Spirit, is increase
From Heaven's full hand, beyond Comparison
Of value, if she have Instruction.
She whose desires are fixt in Modestie
Is double honour, & noe Wealth can be
Equall vnto her vertue; as the Sun,
When it ariseth to our Horizon,
In the high Court of Heaven; & not less Cleare,
Doth a good Woeman in her house appeare.
As the bright Lamp, which pious hands did fix,
To burne vpon the Holy Candlestickes;
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In a ripe Age. As on a Silver base,
Rich Golden Columnes stand, Soe wth a Mind
Vntainted, ffeet of Innocence wee find.
The strong foundations layd vpon a Rocke,
Perpetuall are 'bove wind or Thunder's shocke;
Soe fixt doth vertue stand, & soe Immute,
With her whose thoughts are truly resolute.
My Son, be Continent; let not thy blood
Mixe shamefully, for an ignoble brood;
Let thy ffeilds flourish in vnborrowed Seed,
Trusting to thy owne worth; Soe shalt thou, Dead,
Survive wth Glorye, in a goodly race
Of Sons, to Image thee without disgrace.
Mixe shamefully, for an ignoble brood;
Let thy ffeilds flourish in vnborrowed Seed,
Trusting to thy owne worth; Soe shalt thou, Dead,
Survive wth Glorye, in a goodly race
Of Sons, to Image thee without disgrace.
Woeman (whose vertue is but Modestie)
Immodest, nothing viler; filthier she
Then scornéd ordure; but, whose Chaster brow,
Ne're fixt beyond the limits of her vow,
She stands her Sexe's honour, most her owne;
Adornes her Husband, wh a Splendent Crowne:
A Crowne of Ioy, a Crowne of full content,
To Speake him happie, & her Excellent.
Immodest, nothing viler; filthier she
Then scornéd ordure; but, whose Chaster brow,
Ne're fixt beyond the limits of her vow,
She stands her Sexe's honour, most her owne;
Adornes her Husband, wh a Splendent Crowne:
A Crowne of Ioy, a Crowne of full content,
To Speake him happie, & her Excellent.
A Sinfull Woeman is but Iustly given
A Yoke-fellow to him who scorneth Heauen;
But as a Blessing, from a blesséd hand,
She given is, whose vertues countermand
The loose Suggests of frailtie; in offence
A Wicked Woeman falls to Impudence.
The Modest, she whose Either Eye can Speake
Her Innocence, is ignorant to breake
A Syllable, or entertaine a Thought
Dissonant to the reverence she ought;
Her Husband is her Oracle, whose will
Stands alwaies to her reason; but in ill
Then she may safely Cancell & make void
Her vow to Man, wch is not Dissobeyed
In Observance of a stricter vow;
Thus she revolts, els never can allow
Soe much as thought to argue; & her Name,
In her Obedience, shall Survive to ffame,
Of precious worth; & to the gravest Eyes,
Her sweet Demeanour shall confirme her wise.
A Yoke-fellow to him who scorneth Heauen;
But as a Blessing, from a blesséd hand,
She given is, whose vertues countermand
The loose Suggests of frailtie; in offence
A Wicked Woeman falls to Impudence.
The Modest, she whose Either Eye can Speake
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A Syllable, or entertaine a Thought
Dissonant to the reverence she ought;
Her Husband is her Oracle, whose will
Stands alwaies to her reason; but in ill
Then she may safely Cancell & make void
Her vow to Man, wch is not Dissobeyed
In Observance of a stricter vow;
Thus she revolts, els never can allow
Soe much as thought to argue; & her Name,
In her Obedience, shall Survive to ffame,
Of precious worth; & to the gravest Eyes,
Her sweet Demeanour shall confirme her wise.
But she whose fancy hurryes her beyond
Her zeale to vertue, & infects her mind
With the black Sperme of Contradiction,
Preferring humour 'bove Affection;
She shall be Infamous, & every Eare
Will tingle at the Memorye of her.
A Clamant Woeman, or of many words,
Let her oppose against the thirsty Swords
Of threat'ning Enemies, for he, the Man
Resident with her, in his Spirit can
Not be at Peace; but Spend his tedious years
In doubts, Dissentions, & vnheard of feares.
Her zeale to vertue, & infects her mind
With the black Sperme of Contradiction,
Preferring humour 'bove Affection;
She shall be Infamous, & every Eare
Will tingle at the Memorye of her.
A Clamant Woeman, or of many words,
Let her oppose against the thirsty Swords
Of threat'ning Enemies, for he, the Man
Resident with her, in his Spirit can
Not be at Peace; but Spend his tedious years
In doubts, Dissentions, & vnheard of feares.
My heart is troubled, & I can lament
Two things; the third makes me Impatient:
A Man whose actions merited iust Praise,
Suffer in want; the Disrespect to wise
And learnéd Men; & he who retroverts
To Sin againe; such to their owne deserts,
God marks for vengeance. To my tim'rous Soule,
These appeare Difficult; a man to hold
In the affaires of Trade & Merchandize
His will vncorrupt, & his Soule from vice;
The Newes-full Host to order soe his waies
He may be Iustified in what he Says.
Two things; the third makes me Impatient:
A Man whose actions merited iust Praise,
Suffer in want; the Disrespect to wise
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To Sin againe; such to their owne deserts,
God marks for vengeance. To my tim'rous Soule,
These appeare Difficult; a man to hold
In the affaires of Trade & Merchandize
His will vncorrupt, & his Soule from vice;
The Newes-full Host to order soe his waies
He may be Iustified in what he Says.
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