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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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XXXIII. Chap. xxxiii.

The iust shall see good dayes, & be secure
Guarded by Heaven, from Sin, or sinfull power;
A Wise Man will be iust, will keep the Law;
The Hypocrite doth variously draw
And suffers in his doubts, as in a Storme
A Ship, wth Crazy Keele & Canvas torne;
A Wise Man walkes precisely to the word,
Secure in goodnes, vpon heaven's record;
Weigh first the Question, & with sound advice
Answere to purpose, without fallacies;
As a Wheele whirles, or a rough Axell rolles,
Soe restles are the vnstai'd hearts of ffooles.
As the brave Horse doth breath a proud disdaine,
Without distinction, vnder any Man,
In heat of Spirit; soe the scornefull freind
Is vnto all, but doth to none intend.
Can humane reason tell, or can Art say,
Why this a bright, that a Cloudie Day?

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Why Seasons are? & why the Sun doth range
Through heaven's blue pauement, constant in his Change?
God, only Wise, by his Eternall Will,
Gave the disposure, as they move in still;
Some for the seasons, some for solemne ffeasts,
Some to the Number, some for Sacred Hests.
All Men are Equall Earth; God did create
Adam at first from Earth, to humane State;
But in his Sons a diverse facultie:
Some foolish are, some Wise, some low, some high;
Some he selected, some he hath brought downe.
Some he hath blessed, some stand to his frowne.
As Potters, to their ffancy, mold the Clay
ffor vessells, this or that, or th' other way,
Soe Men, from Earth form'd, by the breath of heaven,
Subsist in strength, and have endowments given,
Of good or Evill; Life or Death, alike;
Sinfull or Iust, Insolent or Meeke;
Soe throughout all the Creatures thou maiest See
Things opposite, & either Equallye.
I, last of all, awake, as one doth run
To gather, when the vintage is quite done;
Yet (blest by Heaven) I find a full encrease,
And, as a Labourer, I have fill'd my presse.
Loe! not alone my labour was my gaine;
But I have wrought that others might attaine.
Heare me, O you purple-Clad Magistrates,
You civill Rulers, heare mee all Estates.

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Give not thy selfe, a Thrall, vp to the Power
Of son, or wife, or Brother; nor endure
Him whom thy Soule hath chosen to dispose
Of thee, beyond thy selfe; & as of those
Will and affection, keepe thy owne Estate
To thy owne vse, lest thou repent it late;
Doe not Int'rest another, nor admit
Another's gvidance, if thou livest yet;
For better 'tis, Children to thee, should sue,
Then thou from them beg, what was once thy Due:
Be Iust in all thy Actions, that thy Peace
Be not disputed; and at thy decease,
When Nature doth, a due, thy Death demand;
Distribute thy Estate, with a glad Hand.
As Meat doth Maintaine strength, & blowes enforce
The Ass to labour, & performe his course
Of toyle, in mighty Burdens; soe to give
A servant, makes him labour, & thee Live;
If thou enioyne him labour, & exact
A strict survey, to account every Act,
Thou shalt be happie in him; but the Groome
Brought vp in Ease, doth Libertine become;
The stubborne yoke & the sharp whip doth make
A Bull's Neck plyant, doth his Choler slake;
Soe vse vntoward Servants; let them know
Correction, to make their proud Neckes bow;
Put them to labour; Idlenes, will teach
A thousand Lessons, els beyond their reach;
One sin is never single; & of All,

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This is the Spring, the source this, where they fall.
See to thy servant's Labour, if he Stand
Obstinate, presse him with a stricter hand;
Let him know stronger Gives; yet moderate
Thy Iustice soe it turne not into hate;
Be not implacable nor furious;
But strict, & stretch not beyond rigorous.
Hast thou a Servant faithfull to thy will?
Strict in thy busines? timorous of ill?
Let thy Soule love him, and esteeme him Deare;
Thinke him the fruit of all thy former Care;
Respect him as thy Brother; for his hand
Is a Quick instrument in thy Command;
In thy affaires Equall necessitie
Require his care, e'ne to the want of thee;
Cherish him to his Merit; if vncivill,
For his good service thou reward'st him evill,
And he depart thy house, then wth the wind,
Thou maiest goe seeke him, but shalt never find.