Natures Embassie Or, The Wilde-mans Measvres: Danced naked by twelve Satyres, with sundry others continued in the next Section [by Richard Brathwait] |
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THE THIRD SATYRE.
[OF AMBITION.]
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THE THIRD SATYRE. [OF AMBITION.]
Thou
wicked Caitiffe proud of being nought,
Wilt thou prouoke thy God to strike thee down
Since he with care and labour hath thee sought,
And diuerse fauours in his mercy showne?
Do not draw downe the viols of his ire,
Lest he reward thy sinne with quenchlesse fire.
Wilt thou prouoke thy God to strike thee down
Since he with care and labour hath thee sought,
And diuerse fauours in his mercy showne?
Do not draw downe the viols of his ire,
Lest he reward thy sinne with quenchlesse fire.
Thou sillie worme compact of slimie mud,
Which shalt returne to earth from whence thou came
Thou which conceiued was of corrupt bloud,
Thou wormlin, how dar'st thou reuile his name?
Farwell thou gracelesse Impe, thou saplesse branch,
Borne to contemne thy God, to cram thy panch.
Which shalt returne to earth from whence thou came
Thou which conceiued was of corrupt bloud,
Thou wormlin, how dar'st thou reuile his name?
Farwell thou gracelesse Impe, thou saplesse branch,
Borne to contemne thy God, to cram thy panch.
Thou Epicure, that liv'st in liuing ill,
Liuing by louing to stretch forth thy gut,
Taking more pleasure thy deepe panch to fill,
Then in thy maker confidence to put:
Thou for thy feeding shalt receiue thy food,
Amongst such vipers as shall sucke thy bloud.
Liuing by louing to stretch forth thy gut,
Taking more pleasure thy deepe panch to fill,
Then in thy maker confidence to put:
Thou for thy feeding shalt receiue thy food,
Amongst such vipers as shall sucke thy bloud.
It is the nature of the viperous brood,
To be the author of their parents death;
Like an Hyrudo they do sucke their bloud,
And take away that breath, which gaue them breath
Thou viperlike disclaimes thy parent's name,
As though to vtter him thou thought it shame.
To be the author of their parents death;
Like an Hyrudo they do sucke their bloud,
And take away that breath, which gaue them breath
Thou viperlike disclaimes thy parent's name,
As though to vtter him thou thought it shame.
Shame on thy naming, if thou wilt denie
Him, who first gaue thee breath and vitall spirit,
Him, who can giue thee true tranquillitie,
Him, who will shew thee meanes how to inherit;
Leaue off thy foolish fantasies, be wise,
Lift vp thy eyes to him who gaue thee eyes.
Him, who first gaue thee breath and vitall spirit,
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Him, who will shew thee meanes how to inherit;
Leaue off thy foolish fantasies, be wise,
Lift vp thy eyes to him who gaue thee eyes.
But if (vngratefull wretch) thou feele his grace,
Yet wilt not yeeld him thanks for all his loue,
Be sure he will auert his diuine face,
And all his wonted mercies cleane remoue;
So thou the swine that breakes the acorne-shell,
Regardest not the tree from whence they fell.
Yet wilt not yeeld him thanks for all his loue,
Be sure he will auert his diuine face,
And all his wonted mercies cleane remoue;
So thou the swine that breakes the acorne-shell,
Regardest not the tree from whence they fell.
Be warn'd by Cæus, who with Giants power,
Thought with his fellowes to clime vp to heauen,
But vanquish'd by his power doth all deuoure,
Under the ruggie mountaines are laid euen,
Therefore beware, aspire thou not so high,
Lest thou lie low, where those same Grants ly.
Thought with his fellowes to clime vp to heauen,
But vanquish'd by his power doth all deuoure,
Under the ruggie mountaines are laid euen,
Therefore beware, aspire thou not so high,
Lest thou lie low, where those same Grants ly.
Thou art a shadow, God the substance is,
Yet insubstantiate, whose Deitie
Doth comprehend all things, for all are his,
Yet he is not contain'd most certainely,
For he is infinite in qualitie,
Endlesse in loue, boundlesse in quantitie.
Yet insubstantiate, whose Deitie
Doth comprehend all things, for all are his,
Yet he is not contain'd most certainely,
For he is infinite in qualitie,
Endlesse in loue, boundlesse in quantitie.
As for his presence, it is euery where,
On sea, on land, and in the depth of depths,
His prouidence in each place doth appeare,
His mercie is for generations kept,
Wilt thou (fond foole) contemne his heauenly power,
Who gouernes thee, point, moment, minute, houre.
On sea, on land, and in the depth of depths,
His prouidence in each place doth appeare,
His mercie is for generations kept,
Wilt thou (fond foole) contemne his heauenly power,
Who gouernes thee, point, moment, minute, houre.
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What though so many will entice to euill,
And in plaine tearmes denie the Deitie?
Let them remaine as fuell for the diuell,
Confesse thou still his power effectually:
Looke in the Planets, and the starres, whose light,
Giues record of his power, signes of his might.
And in plaine tearmes denie the Deitie?
Let them remaine as fuell for the diuell,
Confesse thou still his power effectually:
Looke in the Planets, and the starres, whose light,
Giues record of his power, signes of his might.
If thou looke vpward, bodies there be manie,
Yet trouble they not one anothers motion,
If thou looke downward, there the Sea doth moue thee,
Beating the shores, while shores beate backe the Ocean:
Looke to the earth, and thou wilt wonder there,
To see a Ball so firmely hang in Aire.
Yet trouble they not one anothers motion,
If thou looke downward, there the Sea doth moue thee,
Beating the shores, while shores beate backe the Ocean:
Looke to the earth, and thou wilt wonder there,
To see a Ball so firmely hang in Aire.
But if these motiues limit not thy will,
Then I'le endorse this in thy forlorne brow,
How with thine owne hand, thou thy bloud doest spill,
The fruites whereof thy punishment shall show.
Denie not him who neuer did deny,
For thy default vpon the Crosse to die.
Then I'le endorse this in thy forlorne brow,
How with thine owne hand, thou thy bloud doest spill,
The fruites whereof thy punishment shall show.
Denie not him who neuer did deny,
For thy default vpon the Crosse to die.
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