And feebling such as stand not in their liking, 28-i, 1. 290 When drums and trumpets shall l'the field prove flatterers, let courts and cities be Made all of false-faced soothing ! 28-i. 9. 291 Ingratitude is monstrous: and for the multitude to be ingrateful, were to make a monster of the multitude. 28–ii. 3. 292 The Providence that's in a watchful state, Knows almost every grain of Plutus' gold; Finds bottom in the uncomprehensive deeps ; Keeps place with thought, and almost, like the gods, Does thoughts unveil in their dumb cradles. There is a mystery in the soul of state; Which hath an operation more divine, Than breath, or pen, can give expressure to. 26-iii. 3. 293 We must not rend our subjects from our laws, And stick them in our will. Sixth part of each? A trembling contribution! Why, we take, From every tree, lop, bark, and part o' the timber; And, though we leave it with a root, thus hack’d, The air will drink the sap. 25-i.2. 294 These exactions,- This makes bold mouths: 25-i.2. 295 It doth appear: for, upon these taxations, The clothiers all, not able to maintain 25-i. 2. 296 This double worship,Where one part does disdain with cause, the other Insult without all reason; where gentry, title, wisCannot conclude, but by the yea and no [dom, Of general ignorance,-it must omit Real necessities, and give way the while To unstable slightness; purpose so barr’d, it follows, Nothing is done to purpose: Therefore, beseech you, You that will be less fearful than discreet; That love the fundamental part of state, More than you doubt the change of 't; that prefer A noble life before a long, and wish To jump a body with a dangerous physic, That's sure of death without it,-at once pluck out The multitudinous tongue, let them not lick The sweet which is their poison: your dishonour Mangles true judgment, and bereaves the state Of that integrity which should become it; Not having the power to do the good it would, For the ill which doth control it. 28-iii. 1. 297 28-iii. 1. 298 I have in equal balance justly weigh'd What wrongs our arms may do, what wrongs we suffer, And find our griefs heavier than our offences. 19-iv. l. 20—ii. 4. 299 When we mean to build, We first survey the plot, then draw the model ; And when we see the figure of the house, Then must we rate the cost of the erection: Which if we find outweighs ability, What do we then, but draw anew the model In fewer offices; or, at least, desist To build at all ? Much more, in this great work, (Which is, almost, to pluck a kingdom down, And set another up,) should we survey The plot of situation, and the model; Consent upon a sure foundation; Question surveyors; know our own estate, How able such a work to undergo, To weigh against his opposite; or else, We fortify in paper, and in figures, Using the names of men, instead of men: Like one, that draws the model of a house Beyond his power to build it; who, half through, Gives o'er, and leaves his part-created cost A naked subject to the weeping clouds, And waste for churlish winter's tyranny. 19-i. 3. 300 20—ii. 4. 301 It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe: For peace itself should not so dull a kingdom, (Though war, nor no known quarrel, were in ques tion,) d Luke xiv. 28, &c. 302 If we Cannot defend our own door from the dog, 20-i.2. 303 They tax our policy, and call it cowardice; Count wisdom as no member of the war; Forestall prescience, and esteem no act But that of hand: the still and mental parts,That do contrive how many hands shall strike, When fitness calls them on; and know, by measure Of their observant toil, the enemies' weight,Why, this hath not a finger's dignity: They call this-bed-work, mappery, closet-war: So that the ram, that batters down the wall, For the great swing and rudeness of his poize, They place before his hand, that made the engine; Or those, that with the fineness of their souls. By reason guide his execution. 26-i. 3. 304 Take heed How you awake the sleeping sword of war; We charge you in the name of God, take heed: For never two such kingdoms did contend, Without much fall of blood; whose guiltless drops Are every one a woe, a sore complaint, 'Gainst him, whose wrongs give edge unto the swords That make such waste in brief mortality. 20-i.2. 305 you again unknit you did give a fair and natural light; 306 'Tis better using France, than trusting: Let us be back'd with God, and with the seas, Which he hath given for fence impregnable, 307 The king-becoming graces, 308 19-iv. 2. 309 Poems. 310 They do abuse the king that flatter him: For flattery is the bellows blows up sin; The thing the which is flatter'd, but a spark, To which that breath gives heat and stronger glowing; Whereas reproof, obedient and in order, Fits kings, as they are men, for they may err. 33-i.2. 311 Majesty might never yet endure The moody frontier of a servant brow. 18-i.3. 312 |