170Like wrinckled peobles in a glasse streame

171You may behold 'em (Lady, Lady, alacke)

172He that will all the Treasure know o'th earth

173Must know the Center too; he that will fish

174For my least minnow, let him lead his line

175To catch one at my heart. O pardon me,

176Extremity that sharpens sundry wits

177Makes me a Foole.

178Emili. Pray you say nothing, pray you,

179Who cannot feele, nor see the raine being in't,

180Knowes neither wet, nor dry, if that you were

181The ground-peece of some Painter, I would buy you

182T'instruct me gainst a Capitall greefe indeed

183Such heart peirc'd demonstration; but alas

184Being a naturall Sister of our Sex

185Your sorrow beates so ardently upon me,

186That it shall make a counter reflect gainst

187My Brothers heart, and warme it to some pitty

188Though it were made of stone: pray have good comfort.

189Thes. Forward to'th Temple, leave not out a Iot

190O'th sacred Ceremony.

1911. Qu. O This Celebration

192Will long last, and be more costly then,

193Your Suppliants war: Remember that your Fame

194Knowles in the care, o'th world: what you doe quickly,

195Is not done rashly; your first thought is more.

196Then others laboured meditance: your premeditating

197More then their actions: But oh Iove, your actions

198Soone as they mooves as Asprayes doe the fish,

199Subdue before they touch, thinke, deere Duke thinke

200What beds our slaine Kings have.

2012. Qu. What greifes our beds

202That our deere Lords have none.

2033, Qu. None fit for'th dead:

204Those that with Cordes, Knives, drams precipitance,

205Weary of this worlds light, have to themselves

206Beene deathes most horrid Agents, humaine grace

207Affords them dust and shaddow.

2081. Qu. But our Lords

B3 Lie