The conful's loft! dreadful reverse of fate! Crown's Regulus. 'The gods in vain, plant vertue here below; It ripens not by any fun, or time: This world for virtue is too cold a clime. Crown's Califte. VICISSITUDE. For what is it on earth, Nay under heav'n, continues at a flay? Dimm'd with o'er flying clouds? there's not that work How ftrong, how beauteous, or how rich it be, But falls in time to ruin. Shakespear's Sir John Oldcastle. By which they were measur❜d for the last purchase. No man a state of perpetuity. Johnfon's Devil's an Afs. Ev'n like fome empty creek, that long hath lain Left or neglected of the river by, Whofe fearching fides pleas'd with a wand'ring vein, 'Till all the mighty main hath borne at last Till all be full, and all be at a flay: Then glutted, leaves the fame, and falls t' a worfe: Now zeal holds all, no life but to adore; The cold in fpir't and faith is of no force. Straight all that holy was, unhallow'd lies, Then truth is falfe, and now hath blindness eyes; It fatal is to be feduc'd with fhews. Daniel's Mufophilus. Thus doth the ever-changing course of things Run a perpetual circle, ever turning; And that fame day, that highest glory brings, Brings us unto the point of back-returning. Daniel's Cleopatra, Is there no conftancy in earthly things? Beaumont and Fletcher's Monfieur Thomas. Thus run the wheels of state, now up, now down, And none that lives finds fafety in a crown. Markham and Sampfon's Herod and Antipater. Of earthly things! to what untimely end M Up Upon the state of greateft monarchs, brought! Rush forth, and rowl into impetuous waves Such is the frail condition of man's ftate. VICTORY. 1. Are not conquefts good titles? 2. Conquefts are great thefts. May's Henry II Then would I rob for kingdoms, and if I Obtain'd, fain would I fee him that durft call The conqueror a thief? 2. Thy council hath shed as much blood as would Make another fea: Valour I cannot Call it, and barbaroufness is a word too mild. Lilly's Midas. Base feem'd the conqueft, which no danger grac'd. E. of Sterline's Darius, Conqueft by blood is not fo fweet as wit; For howfoe're nice virtue cenfures it, He hath the grace of war, that hath war's profit. Difcretion Marfon's Sophonisba, And hardy valour are the twins of honour, Beaumont and Fletcher's Bonduca. In all defigns, this ftill must be confeft, The The day is ours, tho' it coft dear; yet 'tis not Maffinger's Bafhful Lover 'Tis proper to choice fpirits to relieve As well as conquer men ; and when they dye, It will more crown their memory, to leave Favours, than conquefts in their diary, Aleyn's Poitiers, Fear not his numbers: victories confift Aleyn's Henry VII. For 'tis not victory to win the field, Gomerfall. 1. I not deny your conqueft, for you may 1. Him, who dares Dye next his heart in cold blood; him, who fights Not out of thirst, or the unbridled luft Of a flesh'd (word, but out of conscience, A pious way of gratitude return Cartwright's Royal Slar 1. To be o'recome by his victorious fword, Our ftrength may yield to his, but 'tis not fit In that, Ianthe, I must be Advanc'd, and greater far than he. 2. Fighting with him who ftrives to be your friend, You not with virtue, but with pow'r contend. Sir W. Davenant's Siege of Rhodes. Conqueft of realms compar'd to that of minds, Shews but like mischief of outragious winds; Making no ufe of force, but to deface, Or tear the rooted from their native place: Who by distress at laft are valiant made, And take their turn invaders to invade : From woods they march victorious back again To cities, the wall'd parks of herded men Victors by conqu❜ring realms are not fecure; Nor feem of any thing, but hatred fure. A king who conquers minds does fo improve The conquer'd, that they ftill the victor love. Sir W. Davenant to the King. He who commends the vanquifh'd, fpeaks the pow'r, For he who conquests wifely has design'd, Beginnings fhould to th' end still useful be ; Herrick. E. of Orrery's Mustapha. What Alexander ne'er could reach, I won; Had he subdu'd to the Chinenfian shore, Then with fome reafon he had wept for more: But, |