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[leaf 11]

Beauty was poor

and faitliful .

Wealth promised

but she was ugly
and deformed.

Wit was pleasing,
but wanton.

I awoke before I
made up my

Brevis AUegoriii.

Out from the depth ^ of Grief es inf email cave
Sad Melancholie rose w/th weeping eyes ;
Company had she none, ne would she have.
But ne're pleasd Discontent, with whom she hies
With as s-vvift feet as Griefe to her had lent,
Vnto the surging billowes of Lament,
To be washt^ o're into tlio, desert Languishment.
' MS. depht. ^ MS. waste.

Melancholy and
proceed from




Despair is their
Ferryman over

The ferriman, or boatswaine of the, lake,
Incredulous, all douljting, liiglit Dispaire,
"Would noue conduct thai did not aye forsake
To draw tlie. breath of that halfe Idlling ajre
Issuing from Hope, his still jirofessed foe.
Which, makes men constant in abiding woe,
Expecting still at length their trouble to forgoe.



The boat was a
fearful hulk,

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in which
passengers are

The boat -wherin this Ferriman of hell
Disohargde his office, was a fearfull hulke
Framd' of a guilty conscience (Avorst of ill) ; 1 7

The sailes composde of sinue, whose monstrous bulke
Swelling wtth sighs, wZiich were the gales of winde
Made the barke seeme to flie ; a fearfull minde 20
Was the maine-mast, & doubt for anchor was assignde.

Thus rigd & trimd, it iloteth vp & downe.
To ferry passengers Tnto the shore
Of thai inhospitable desert, where no towne,
JSTe humane Avight inhabited of yore ; 25

Yet gins it now with people to abound,
Which day lie passe o're to thai hatefull ground.
Although they know it will at length them quite con-
found. 28

For whie, w/thin that desert lyes a cave,
Where horrid Murder, Death[s] sterne sire, doth dwell ;
Him that Dispaire doth hither bring, this slave
Doth straight encounter, leads him to his cell, 32

Presenting him with cordes to stop his breath,
Poyson to kill him, or else doth vnsheath
Swordes, ponyards, knives, all instruments of cursed
death. 35

Hope met As Melancliolie posted to the shore,

her way and To be couductcd to tliis balcfull placc,

cheered her up tt ^ -ii i p it

Hope met w¬Ђth her & never gave her o re.

to the shores
of death.

Till slie had staide her rash vnsteady pace.




And with wise wordes, diverting her intent with wise words.

From seeking out f/ie desert Languisliuient,
At last she brought her to the house of Merriment. 42

De Portuna.

Well have the poete^^ fainde the queen of chance,
Dame Fortune, hiinde, & fixd vj)on a wheele,
The swiftnesse of -whose motion may entrance 3

A dull spectato?a-s eye ; at whose feet kneele
Great potentates, & kinge.5 that sue for grace,
Whom as she list she spurns or doth embrace. G

Sometimes she rayseth to emperiall throne

An abject peasant & base cuntry swaine.

Who from the ycie to the torrid zone 9

Eoundeth the frontiers of monarchall raigne :

Then downe she thrustes from their supernall seat
Princes & kings, & makes them begg their meat. 1 2

O could she see, she Avould not be soe mad

(As now she is) in honour to advaunce

(A^ertue despisde, & art but meanlie clad) 1-5

Vnmatched vice, & worthlesse ignoraunce :

But blinde she is, & seeth no mans fall ;

Deafe, & can barken vnto no mans call. 18

The poets
as blind and
fixed on a wheel.

Sometimes she
raises a beggar to
the throne.

Could she see she
would not
promote the

Homo Arbor.

Like as a tree from forth the earth doth spring,

So from the earth doth man his essence take ;^

The tree shootes forth & doth faire blossoms bring, 3

So man, till youth his mansion doth forsake :

The tree growing crooked, if you '1 have it mended.
Whilst that it is a twi"" it must be bended. 6

As a tree springs
from earth, so
man takes his
essence from it.

* Secundum, corjjus written at the end of this line in the MS.




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"Just as the
twig is bent the
tree 'a inclined."

In spring trees
put fortli
leaves ;

BO man, and
both (lie tor want
of nourishment.

Eight soe it fares -vv/tli man, -whose infant age

Is apt of any forme to take impression,

Following advice & reason or else rage, 9

According as his youths frame takes succession :
If green he be not hended, hut let groAV,
When he is olde hee '1 breake before hee '1 bowe. 1 2

When lusty Yer approcheth, he doth bring

Fresh vigo?

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 13 15 16 17

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