Divine poems Containing The History of Ionah. Ester. Iob. Sampson. Sions Sonets. Elegies. Written and newly augmented, by Fra: Quarles |
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Fraus Mundi. 3.
What is the World? a great exchange of ware,
Wherein all sorts, & sexes cheapning are,
The Flesh, the Devill sit, and cry, What lacke ye?
When most they fawn, they most intend to rack ye,
The wares, are cups of Joy, and beds of Pleasure,
Ther's goodly choice, down weight, & flowing measure;
A soul's the price, but they give time to pay,
Vpon the Death-bed, on the dying day.
Wherein all sorts, & sexes cheapning are,
The Flesh, the Devill sit, and cry, What lacke ye?
When most they fawn, they most intend to rack ye,
The wares, are cups of Joy, and beds of Pleasure,
Ther's goodly choice, down weight, & flowing measure;
A soul's the price, but they give time to pay,
Vpon the Death-bed, on the dying day.
Hard is the bargaine, and unjust the measure,
When as the price so much out-lasts the pleasure:
The joyes that are on earth, are counterfaits;
If ought be true, 'tis this, Th'are true deceits:
They flatter, fawne, and (like the Crocodile)
Kill where they laugh, and murther where they smile.
They daily dip within thy Dish, and cry,
Who hath betraid thee? Master, Is it I?
When as the price so much out-lasts the pleasure:
The joyes that are on earth, are counterfaits;
If ought be true, 'tis this, Th'are true deceits:
They flatter, fawne, and (like the Crocodile)
Kill where they laugh, and murther where they smile.
They daily dip within thy Dish, and cry,
Who hath betraid thee? Master, Is it I?
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