Certaine Serious Thoughts which at severall times & upon sundry Occasions have stollen themselves into Verse and now into the Publike View from the Author: Together w[i]th a Chronologicall table denoeting the names of such Princes as ruled the neighbor States and were con-temporary to our English Kings, observeing throughout ye number of yeares w[hi]ch every one of them reigned [by Christopher Wyvill] |
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Fraus Mundi.
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Fraus Mundi.
Fond man I why doth thy fancy doat uponSuch nothings, as the world can call its own?
Why should such Ignes fatui divert,
Thy erring foot-steps, or mislead thy heart?
Belike thy soule but little light injoy's,
For darkness gives the being to such toyes,
Grant thou hast honour, beauty, riches, pleasure,
Delitious fare with heaped summes of treasure,
All in superlatives; get one gem more,
Or else the former makes thee but more poore:
Nay thou must fell them all that one to buy,
If thou do'st mean to gaine felicity.
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