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Epitaphes, Epigrams, Songs and Sonets

with a Discourse of the Friendly affections of Tymetes to Pyndara his Ladie. Newly corrected with additions, and set out by George Turbervile
 

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That all things are as they are vsed.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

That all things are as they are vsed.

Was neuer ought by Natures Art
Or cunning skill so wisely wrought,

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But Man by practise might conuart
Too worser vse then Nature thought.
Ne yet was euer thing so ill
Or may be of so small a prise,
But man may better it by skill
And chaunge his sort by sounde aduise.
So that by proofe it may be seene
That all things are as is their vse,
And man may alter Nature cleene,
And things corrupt by his abuse.
What better may be founde than flame,
Too Nature that doth succor paie?
Yet we doe oft abuse the same
In bringing buildings to decaie.
For those that minde to put in vre
Their malice, mooude to wrath and ire:
To wreake their mischiefe, will be sure
Too spill and spoyle thy house with fire.
So Phisick that doth serue for ease
And to recure the grieued soule,
The painefull Patient may disease,
And make him sick that earst was whole.
The true Man and the Theefe are leeke
For sworde doth serue them both at neede,
Saue one by it doth safetie seeke
And th'other of the spoile to speede.
As Law and learning doth redresse
That otherwise would go to wrack:

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Euen so doth it oft times oppresse
And bring the true man to the rack.
Though Poyson paine the drinker sore
By boyling in his fainting breast,
Yet is it not refusde therefore,
For cause sometime it breedeth reast:
And mixt with Medicines of proofe
According to Machaons Arte,
Doth serue right well for our behoofe
And succor sends to dying harte.
Yet these and other things were made
By Nature for the better vse,
But we of custome take a trade
By wilfull will them to abuse.
So nothing is by kinde so voide
Of vice, and with such vertue fraught,
But it by vs may be anoide,
And brought in trackt of time too naught
Againe there is not that so ill
Bylowe the Lampe of Phœbus light,
But man may better if he will
Applie his wit to make it right.