Of Golds Kingdome, and This Vnhelping Age Described in sundry Poems intermixedly placed after certaine other Poems of more speciall respect: And before the same is an Oration or speech intended to haue bene deliuered by the Author hereof unto the Kings Maiesty [by Edward Hake] |
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A returne to Golde.
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A returne to Golde.
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now to Gold I bend my speech againe:
Goe packe thee hence, Corrupter of our age,
Enclose thy selfe in Mines, let earth retaine
Thy tyrant corpes, that so on earth dest rage.
That makest great ones serue thee as a Page,
That what thou wilt, by thee is quickly woon,
And what thou wilt, in like degree is doon.
Goe packe thee hence, Corrupter of our age,
Enclose thy selfe in Mines, let earth retaine
Thy tyrant corpes, that so on earth dest rage.
That makest great ones serue thee as a Page,
That what thou wilt, by thee is quickly woon,
And what thou wilt, in like degree is doon.
Thou setst th'vnlearned in the learned Seate:
Th'vnfaithfull Shepheard in true Shepheards place,
Who feedes no flocke, but of the flocke doth eate:
Thou mak'st the foole the wiseman to disgrace,
And him that's lewd the honest to deface.
Woe worth thee wretch, the troubler of our time,
By whome the vertuous are held backe, and vassals clime.
Th'vnfaithfull Shepheard in true Shepheards place,
Who feedes no flocke, but of the flocke doth eate:
Thou mak'st the foole the wiseman to disgrace,
And him that's lewd the honest to deface.
Woe worth thee wretch, the troubler of our time,
By whome the vertuous are held backe, and vassals clime.
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And though there be of high and worthy States
That wey thee not, but wey true vertue more,
Yet through Gehesi and his bribing mates,
There's little had for such as be but poore:
Where thou set'st foote, the worthy waite at doore,
While claw-backe Iackes, as brag as body-lowse,
Are entertaind in euery roome ath'house.
That wey thee not, but wey true vertue more,
Yet through Gehesi and his bribing mates,
There's little had for such as be but poore:
Where thou set'st foote, the worthy waite at doore,
While claw-backe Iackes, as brag as body-lowse,
Are entertaind in euery roome ath'house.
T'is to be read what was in Athens wrought,
By Phillippe king of Macedon, who thee
Imployde to bring that gallant state to nought,
By bribing those that were of best degree
Within the same. The like who might not see
In Englands State, of yeares not many past,
As also what became of them at last?
By Phillippe king of Macedon, who thee
Imployde to bring that gallant state to nought,
By bribing those that were of best degree
Within the same. The like who might not see
In Englands State, of yeares not many past,
As also what became of them at last?
It were too long to reckon vp the whole,
How Golde corrupts by manifolde degrees,
And how for it full many pill and pose,
And Lawyers some, do take excessiue fees:
Thou Golde canst make men flie about like Bees.
But more then that, (would God that were the wurst)
Thou mak'st men swell with pride as they would burst.
How Golde corrupts by manifolde degrees,
And how for it full many pill and pose,
And Lawyers some, do take excessiue fees:
Thou Golde canst make men flie about like Bees.
But more then that, (would God that were the wurst)
Thou mak'st men swell with pride as they would burst.
And yet hereby I touch not Lawyers State,
Nor haue intent to quippe the learned sorte:
That were an Office for a scurrile mate,
For there are Lawyers of most worthy Porte,
Who still holde out as doth a fensed Forte,
Well getting Golde, and not enclinde to Pride,
For which good sort due Honors do abide.
Nor haue intent to quippe the learned sorte:
That were an Office for a scurrile mate,
For there are Lawyers of most worthy Porte,
Who still holde out as doth a fensed Forte,
Well getting Golde, and not enclinde to Pride,
For which good sort due Honors do abide.
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And for the Iudges of our Common lawe,
I speake it from my heart, and so I holde
That there are none can say, they euer sawe
One Iudge that's now aliue corrupt with golde.
God graunt that they in like sort may be bolde
To keepe the Ballance tyte twixt small and great,
Least else the small should be the great ones meate.
I speake it from my heart, and so I holde
That there are none can say, they euer sawe
One Iudge that's now aliue corrupt with golde.
God graunt that they in like sort may be bolde
To keepe the Ballance tyte twixt small and great,
Least else the small should be the great ones meate.
I will conclude. Not eu'ry State of men,
But some almost in eu'ry State there are,
Who may be wrought the good with bad to blen,
If golde, thou golde canst growe vnto their share:
And though that some of them perhaps haue care
To do no wrong, yet wrong they will permit,
As when they should giue helpe, they silent sit.
But some almost in eu'ry State there are,
Who may be wrought the good with bad to blen,
If golde, thou golde canst growe vnto their share:
And though that some of them perhaps haue care
To do no wrong, yet wrong they will permit,
As when they should giue helpe, they silent sit.
But for as much as many men are led
By many waies to start aside for Golde,
And that the mischiefes which are daily bred
By Moneys sway, are great and manifold,
So great I feare, as hardly can be tolde,
Therefore I ende my endlesse plaint with this,
That God must mend what gold hath made amis.
Quid non mortalia pectora cogis Auri sacra fames.
By many waies to start aside for Golde,
And that the mischiefes which are daily bred
By Moneys sway, are great and manifold,
So great I feare, as hardly can be tolde,
Therefore I ende my endlesse plaint with this,
That God must mend what gold hath made amis.
To what thing is't that Golde ne can
Constraine the thirsting heart of man?
The heart of man as hard as stone,
VVhich yeeldeth not to any mone,
But as the same with golde is bound,
So is affection in it found,
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Let be the matter good or bad.
Omnia venalia Nummo.
Seeke gold, seeke gold, (good friend) seeke gold,
For golde can all things bye,
Both vertue, vice, (and else what not?)
To sale for golde do lie.
Omnia nummatis loculis sopita quiescunt,
Cum volet ipse Deus, fiet amæna Dies.
To him that hath the golden bagges
all things in quiet rest,
But God can giue a golden day
when he shall thinke it best.
Omnia Diues habet, nam præstat omnia Nummus.
The rich hath all that heart can craue,
For he with golde all things can haue.
For he with golde all things can haue.
VVhen vices all waxe olde in man,
His loue of golde growes youthly than.
His loue of golde growes youthly than.
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