ory of the Reign of King _Edward_ the
Fourth, and that in a style sufficiently florid, yet not altogether
pleasing the ear, but as much informing the mind, so that we may say of
that Kings Reign, as Mr. _Daniel_ saith in his Preface to his History
of _England, That there was never brought together more of the main_.
He also wrote a Tragi-Comedy, called, _the Queen of_ Arragon, which as
having never seen, I can give no great account of it.
* * * * *
Mr. _FRANCIS QUARLES_.
_Francis Quarles_, son to _James Quarles_, Esq; was born at _Stewards_
at the Parish of _Rumford_, in the County of _Essex_, and was bred up
in the University of _Cambridge_, where he became intimately acquainted
with Mr. _Edward Benlowes_, and Mr. _Phineas Fletcher_, that Divine
Poet and Philosopher, on whose most excellent Poem of the _Purple
Island_, hear these Verses of Mr. _Quarles_, which if they be as
delightful to you in the reading, as to me in the writing, I question
not but they will give you content.
Mans _Body's_ like a _House_, his greater _Bones_
Are the main _Timber_; and the lesser ones
Are smaller _splints_: his _ribs_ are _laths_ daub'd o're
Plaister'd with _flesh_ and _blood_: his _mouth's_ the door,
His _throat's_ the narrow _entry_, and his _heart_
Is the great _Chamber_, full of curious art:
His _midriff_ is a large _Partition-wall_
'Twixt the great _Chamber_, and the spacious _Hall_:
His _stomach_ is the _Kitchin_, where the meat
Is often but half sod for want of heat:
His _Spleen's_ a _vessel_ Nature does allot
To take the _skum_ that rises from the Pot:
His _lungs_ are like the _bellows_, that respire
In every _Office_, quickning every fire:
His _Nose_ the _Chimny_ is, whereby are vented
Such _fumes_ as with the _bellowes_ are augmented:
His _bowels_ are the _sink_, whose part's to drein
All noisom _filth_, and keep the _Kitchin_ clean:
His _eyes_ are Christal _windows_, clear and bright;
Let in the object and let out the sight.
And as the _Timber_ is or great, or small,
Or strong, or weak, 'tis apt to stand or fall:
Yet is the likeliest _Building_ sometimes known
To fall by obvious chances; overthrown
Oft times by _tempests_, by the full mouth'd _blasts_
Of _Heaven_; sometimes by _fire_; sometimes it wafts
Through unadvis'd _neglect_: put case the stuff
Were ruin-proof, by nature strong enough
To conquer time, and a
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