The Works in Verse and Prose (including hitherto unpublished Mss.) of Sir John Davies: for the first time collected and edited: With memorial-introductions and notes: By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart. In three volumes |
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I. Yet other Twelve Wonders of the World.
BY SIR JOHN DAUIS.
I. The Courtier.
Long haue I liu'd in Court, yet learn'd not all this while
To sel poore sutors, smoke: nor where I hate, to smile;
Superiors to adore, inferiors to despise,
To flye from such as fall, to follow such as rise;
To cloake a poore desire vnder a rich array,
Not to aspire by vice, though 'twere the quicker way.
To sel poore sutors, smoke: nor where I hate, to smile;
Superiors to adore, inferiors to despise,
To flye from such as fall, to follow such as rise;
To cloake a poore desire vnder a rich array,
Not to aspire by vice, though 'twere the quicker way.
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II. The Divine.
My calling is Diuine, and I from God am sent;
I will no chop-church be, nor pay my patron rent;
Nor yeeld to sacriledge; but like the kind, true mother,
Rather will loose all the child, than part it with another.
Much wealth, I will not seeke; nor worldly masters serue,
So to grow rich and fat, while my poore flock doth sterue.
I will no chop-church be, nor pay my patron rent;
Nor yeeld to sacriledge; but like the kind, true mother,
Rather will loose all the child, than part it with another.
Much wealth, I will not seeke; nor worldly masters serue,
So to grow rich and fat, while my poore flock doth sterue.
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III. The Soldier.
My occupation is the noble trade of Kings,
The tryall that decides the highest right of things;
Though Mars my master be, I doe not Venus loue,
Nor honour Bacchus oft, nor often sweare by Joue;
Of speaking of myselfe I all occasion shunne,
And rather loue to doe, then boast what I huae done.
The tryall that decides the highest right of things;
Though Mars my master be, I doe not Venus loue,
Nor honour Bacchus oft, nor often sweare by Joue;
Of speaking of myselfe I all occasion shunne,
And rather loue to doe, then boast what I huae done.
IV. The Lawyer.
The Law my calling is; my robe, my tongue, my pen,
Wealth and opinion gaine, and make me Iudge of men.
The knowne dishonest cause I neuer did defend,
Nor spun out sutes in length, but wisht and sought an end:
Nor counsell did bewray, nor of both parties take:
Nor euer tooke I fee for which I neuer spake.
Wealth and opinion gaine, and make me Iudge of men.
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Nor spun out sutes in length, but wisht and sought an end:
Nor counsell did bewray, nor of both parties take:
Nor euer tooke I fee for which I neuer spake.
V. The Physician.
I study to vphold the slippery state of man,
Who dies, when we haue done the best and all we can.
From practise and from bookes, I draw my learnèd skill,
Not from the knowne receipt of 'Pothecaries bill.
The earth my faults doth hide, the world my cures doth see;
What youth and time effects is oft ascribde to me.
Who dies, when we haue done the best and all we can.
From practise and from bookes, I draw my learnèd skill,
Not from the knowne receipt of 'Pothecaries bill.
The earth my faults doth hide, the world my cures doth see;
What youth and time effects is oft ascribde to me.
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VI. The Merchant.
My trade doth euery thing to euery land supply,
Discouer unknowne coasts, strange countries to ally;
I neuer did forestall, I neuer did ingrosse,
No custome did withdraw, though I return'd with losse.
I thriue by faire exchange, by selling and by buying,
And not by Iewish vse, reprisall, fraud, or lying.
Discouer unknowne coasts, strange countries to ally;
I neuer did forestall, I neuer did ingrosse,
No custome did withdraw, though I return'd with losse.
I thriue by faire exchange, by selling and by buying,
And not by Iewish vse, reprisall, fraud, or lying.
VII. The Country Gentleman.
Though strange outlandish spirits praise towns, and country scorn,
The country is my home, I dwel where I was born:
There profit and command with pleasure I pertake,
Yet do not haukes and dogs my sole companions make.
I rule, but not oppresse; and quarrels not maintaine;
See towns, but dwel not there, t'abridge my charg or train.
The country is my home, I dwel where I was born:
There profit and command with pleasure I pertake,
Yet do not haukes and dogs my sole companions make.
I rule, but not oppresse; and quarrels not maintaine;
See towns, but dwel not there, t'abridge my charg or train.
VIII. The Bachelor.
How many things as yet are deere alike to me,
The field, the horse, the dog, loue, armes or liberty!
I haue no wife as yet, whom I may call mine owne,
I haue no children yet, that by my name are knowne.
Yet if I married were, I would not wish to thrive,
If that I could not tame the veriest shrew aliue.
The field, the horse, the dog, loue, armes or liberty!
I haue no wife as yet, whom I may call mine owne,
I haue no children yet, that by my name are knowne.
Yet if I married were, I would not wish to thrive,
If that I could not tame the veriest shrew aliue.
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IX. The Married Man.
I only am the man, among all married men,
That do not wish the priest, to be unlinckt agen.
And though my shoo did wring, I wold not make my mone,
Nor think my neighbors chance more happy then mine own,
Yet court I not my wife, but yeeld obseruance due,
Being neither fond nor crosse, nor iealous nor vntrue.
That do not wish the priest, to be unlinckt agen.
And though my shoo did wring, I wold not make my mone,
Nor think my neighbors chance more happy then mine own,
Yet court I not my wife, but yeeld obseruance due,
Being neither fond nor crosse, nor iealous nor vntrue.
X. The Wife.
The first of all our sex came from the side of man,
I thither am return'd, from whence our sex began:
I doe not visite oft, nor many, when I doe,
I tell my mind to few, and that in counsell too.
I seeme not sick in health, nor sullen but in sorrow;
I care for somewhat else, then what to weare to morrow.
I thither am return'd, from whence our sex began:
I doe not visite oft, nor many, when I doe,
I tell my mind to few, and that in counsell too.
I seeme not sick in health, nor sullen but in sorrow;
I care for somewhat else, then what to weare to morrow.
XI. The Widow.
My husband knew how much his death would grieue me
And therefore left me wealth to comfort and relieue me:
Though I no more will haue, I must not loue disdaine;
Penelope herselfe did sutors entertaine,
And yet to draw on such as are of best esteeme,
Nor yonger then I am, nor richer will I seeme.
And therefore left me wealth to comfort and relieue me:
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Penelope herselfe did sutors entertaine,
And yet to draw on such as are of best esteeme,
Nor yonger then I am, nor richer will I seeme.
XII. The Maid.
I marriage would forsweare, but that I heare men tell,
That she that dies a maid must leade an ape in hell.
Therefore if Fortune come, I will not mock and play,
Nor driue the bargaine on, till it be driuen away.
Tithes and land I like, yet rather fancy can
A man that wanteth gold, then gold that wants a man.
That she that dies a maid must leade an ape in hell.
Therefore if Fortune come, I will not mock and play,
Nor driue the bargaine on, till it be driuen away.
Tithes and land I like, yet rather fancy can
A man that wanteth gold, then gold that wants a man.
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