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The Castell of Courtesie

Whereunto is adioyned The Holde of Humilitie: With the Chariot of Chastitie thereunto annexed. Also a Dialogue betweene Age and Youth, and other matters herein conteined. By Iames Yates

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A quyet life is sure a world of wealth, A meane to mirth, a preparatiue for health.
 
 
 
 


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A quyet life is sure a world of wealth,
A meane to mirth, a preparatiue for health.

What 's that hath chaung'd thy state, my friend is me declare,
What's that hath eas'd thy feare and toyles of former trade,
What's that which makes thee now at libertie from care?
Doth pleasure now possesse the place, which greefe did once inuade?
No, tis a quyet life, which is the worlde of welth,
A meane to moue vs vnto mirth, a preparatiue to health.
For where Discention digges, there Sorrow sowes her seedes,
Where fearefullnesse is founde, there pleasantnesse is voyde:
Where soaking sighes be sonke: what passions then it breedes,
I me report to those, which he with those extreemes anoy'd.
For sure a quyet life is euen the world of wealth,
A meane to moue vs vnto mirth, a preparatiue to health.
The hearte which haunted is, with dayly dreedfull doubtes,
Is in a prison pent in paine, procuring still vnrest:
And when their happens ioy, tis deem'd for Fortunes floutes,
As oft it is her propertie slyly to smyle and iest.
But sure a quyet life is euen a world of wealth,
A meane to moue vs vnto mirth, a preparatiue to health.
The shepehearde poore and base, amid'st his flocke of sheepe,
Is ioyfull for to see, his nomber safe and well:
He eates with merry cheare, and ioyfully doth sleepe,
He thinkes that trade of life, doth others farre excell,
For sure a quyet life, is euen the world of wealth,
A meane to moue vs vnto mirth, a preparatiue to health.
What booteth Midas mucke, where Nero is at hand,
Whose pining trade doth reare but ruthfull rage,
Is there a quyet life, how might one vnderstande?
No, no, it is a hatefull happe vntill it doth aswage.
But sure a quyet life, I count the world of wealth,
A meane to moue vs vnto mirth, a preparatiue to health.
To liue in quyet state, each Godly minde Desires,
To sue and serue the Lord his giftes of grace to gaine:
To aske his heauenly helpe, tis most that some requires,

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To way the worldly woes, is but a meane to paine.
Then sure a quyet lyfe, I deeme the world of welth,
A meane to moue vs vnto mirth, a preparatiue to health.