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The Knaues of Spades and Diamonds. With new Additions [by Samuel Reynolds]

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The Seauen deadly Sins all Horst and riding to Hell.
 



The Seauen deadly Sins all Horst and riding to Hell.

1

Thus rides to Hell the seauen deadly sins,
The deuill leads, and Pride the way begins,
Mounted vpon a Lyon, sterne of face,
Of surley carriage, and as proud a pace.
Ambitious, hauty, of vaine-glorious mind,
To vaunting and presumptuous thoughts inclin'd,
Boasting of beauty, riches, kindred, friends:
Which like a bubble in a moment ends.

2

Lust on a Goat after her sister Pride,
The selfe same iourney doth consorted ride.
Rich in attire, all outward lures to sin:
Full of diseases, and the pox within.
Seducing fooles by her bewitching charmes
To buy destruction, with soules endlesse harmes.
Which sorrow out of season oft bewailes,
When vnrepentant sin of mercie failes.


3

Wrath on a Bore, (incens'd by furious mood)
With case of Rapiers drawne, and dyed in blood,
All cholericke, not caring what he speakes:
Nor whome he hurts, nor how the peace be breakes:
Vpbraiding all men of a diuelish hate,
Still quarrelling, and wilfull obstinate,
And euer of a damned resolution,
To put his cruell rage in execution.

4

Couetousnes doth backe an Elephant,
He of his wealth and mony still doth vaunt,
And counts his poore (though honest) neighbour base,
(Although farre richer then himselfe in grace)
God he neglecteth for the loue of gold,
His soule for money euery day is sold,
To scrape and get his care is night and day,
And in a moment Death takes all away.

5

Gluttonie mounted on a greedy Beare,
To belly-cheere and banquets lends his eare:
Though by excesse he finds diseases breeding,
Yet his insatiate gut is euer feeding.
With abstinence he neuer can agree:
And shunnes the dinner where no gluttons bee.


An Epicure, inhumane, brutish beast,
That pampers flesh, and of his soule thinkes least.

6

Enuie vpon a Woolfe; his inside gall,
And neuer smiles, except at some mans fall,
Hates equals, scornes superiours, loueth none,
Ne're wisheth good but to himselfe alone.

7

Sloath on an Asse, with heauie pace behind,
Of lumpish body, and as drowsie mind,
Inclin'd to onely ease and idlenesse,
Makes vp the seauenth for the Deuils messe.