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Of foot is Vengeance; and so near to sin,
That soon as done, the actors do begin
To fear and suffer by themselves : Death moves
Before their eyes; sad dews and duskie groves
They haunt, and hope—vain hope which Fear doth

guide !That those dark shades their inward guilt can hide.

(Ibid p 72).

7. Ausonius to Paulinus and Paulinus to Ausonius.

-how could that paper sent, That luckless paper, merit thy contempt ? Ev'n foe to fo—though furiously-replies; And the defied, his enemy defies : Amidst the swords and wounds ther's a salute, Rocks answer man, and though hard, are not mute. Nature made nothing dumb, nothing unkind : The trees and leaves speak trembling to the wind. If thou doest feare discoveries, and the blot Of my love, Tanaquil shal know it not.

To this poetical fury Paulinus replieth with that native mildnessse, which he was wholly composed of: OBDURATE still, and tongue-tyed you accuse – Though yours is ever vocall-my dull muse ;

You blame my lazie, lurking life, and adde
I scorne your love, a calumny most sad;
Then tell me, that I fear my wife, and dart
Harsh, cutting words, against my dearest heart.

Leave, learned father, leave this bitter course,
My studies are not turn'd unto the worse ;
I am not mad, nor idle, nor deny
Your great deserts, and my debt, nor have I
A wife like Tanaquil, as wildly you
Object, but a Lucretia, chast and true.

(Life of Paulinus, pp 72-3)

8. CELSUS, infant-son of Pneumatius or Child

death: by Paulinus.

This pledge of your joint love, to heaven now fled,
With honey-combs and milk of life is fed.
Or with the Bethlem-babes-whom Herod's rage
Kill'd in their tender, happy, holy age-
Doth walk the groves of Paradise, and make
Garlands, which those young martyrs from him

With these his eyes on the mild Lamb are fixt,
A virgin-child with virgin-infants mixt.
Such is my Celsus too, who soon as given.
Was taken back-on the eighth day-to heaven,
To whom at Alcala I sadly gave


Amongst the martyrs tombes a little grave.
Hee now with yours-gone both the blessed way-
Amongst the trees of life doth smile and play ;
And thus one drop of our mixt blood may

be A light for my Therasia, and for me.

(Ibid pp. 74-5).

9. Hearen
- Et ros magna videtur fc.

And is the bargain thought too dear,
To give for heaven our fraile substance here?
To change our mortall with immortall homes,
And purchase bright stars with darksome stones ?
Behold! my God !-a rate great as His breath! -
On the sad crosse bought me with bitter death,
Did put on flesh, and suffer'd for our good.
For ours-vile slaves !-the losse of his dear blood.

(Ibid, p 91)

10. Epitaph of Marcellina. Life, Marcellina, leaving thy faire frame, Thou didst contemne those tombes of costly fame Built by thy Roman ancestours, that lyest At Millaine, where great Ambrose sleeps in Christ Hope, the deads life, and faith, which never faints, Made thee rest here, that thou mayst rise with saints.

(Ibid p 97.)

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11. The Church of Paulinus.
You see what splendour through the spatious isle,
As if the Church were glorificd, doth smile.
The ivory-wrought beams seem to the sight
Ingraven, while the carv'd roofe looks curld and

On brasse hoopes to the upmost vaults, we tie
The hovering lamps, which nod and tremble by
The yeelding cords ; fresh oyle doth still repair
The waving flames, vex'd with the fleeting aire.

(I bid, pp 143-4.)




1. Epigram on a Watch. In that famous stable of the Duke of Dresden, there is a room furnished with all manner of saddles; among the rest there as one that in the

1 From "Humane Industry : or a History of most Manual Arts. deducing the Original, Progress, and Improvement of them. Furnished with variety of instances and examples, shewing forth the excellency of Humane Wit. London, 1661 (120.) On margin of above, and beside Nos. 2 and 3 is placed “Translated, H. V.” Sce our Essay as before, for notice of Dr. Thomas Powell, author of “Humane Industry" &c. G.

pommel hath a guilded Lead, with eyes continually moving; and in the hinder part thereof hath a clock, as M. Morison-an eye witness - relates in his travels.

Of a portable clock or watch, take this ensuing

Epigram of our countryman, Thomas Campian,

de horologio portabili. Temporis interpres parvum congestus in orbem, Qui memores repetis nocte dieq. sonos. Ut semel instructus jucunde sex quater horas Mobilibus rotulis irrequietus agis, Nec mecum- quocunq. feror-comes in gravaris Annumerans vitæ damna, levansq. meæ :

Time's-Teller wrought into a little round,
Which count'st the days and nights with watch-

ful sound;
How-when once fixt-with busie wheels dost

thou The twice twelve useful hours drive on and show. And where I go, go'st with me without strife, The monitor and ease of fleeting life. (pp 11-12.)

2. Epigram on a Microsme." Of this Microsme or representation of the world

1 Ibid.

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