The Times' Whistle Or A Newe Daunce of Seuen Satires, and other Poems: Compiled by R. C., Gent. [i.e. Richard Corbett]. Now First Edited from Ms. Y. 8. 3. in the Library of Canterbury Cathedral: With introduction, notes, and glossary, By J. M. Cowper |
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Homo Arbor. |
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Homo Arbor.
Like as a tree from forth the earth doth spring,
So from the earth doth man his essence take;
The tree shootes forth & doth faire blossoms bring,
So man, till youth his mansion doth forsake:
The tree growing crooked, if you'l have it mended,
Whilst that it is a twigg it must be bended.
So from the earth doth man his essence take;
The tree shootes forth & doth faire blossoms bring,
So man, till youth his mansion doth forsake:
The tree growing crooked, if you'l have it mended,
Whilst that it is a twigg it must be bended.
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Right soe it fares with man, whose infant age
Is apt of any forme to take impression,
Following advice & reason or else rage,
According as his youths frame takes succession:
If green he be not bended, but let grow,
When he is olde hee'l breake before hee'l bowe.
Is apt of any forme to take impression,
Following advice & reason or else rage,
According as his youths frame takes succession:
If green he be not bended, but let grow,
When he is olde hee'l breake before hee'l bowe.
When lusty Ver approcheth, he doth bring
Fresh vigour to the tree & liveries gay;
Soe man doth reassume new health i' th' spring;
The tree when moysture failes will fade away:
And man will quickly perish like a plant,
If he that humidum radicale want.
Fresh vigour to the tree & liveries gay;
Soe man doth reassume new health i' th' spring;
The tree when moysture failes will fade away:
And man will quickly perish like a plant,
If he that humidum radicale want.
Looke how at length the tree to ground doth fall,
Though long it stand fast fixèd in the earth;
Soe man, thoug[h] long he live, yet die he shall;
No helpe there is in honour, wealth, or birth:
The tree what way it falls, that way doth lye;
Even so shall man be iudgde as he doth die.
Though long it stand fast fixèd in the earth;
Soe man, thoug[h] long he live, yet die he shall;
No helpe there is in honour, wealth, or birth:
The tree what way it falls, that way doth lye;
Even so shall man be iudgde as he doth die.
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