ds that were begun;
Their times in his eternal books of fate
Are written sure, and have their certain date,
Who then can strive with strong necessity,
That holds the world in his still changing state?
Or shun the death ordain'd by destiny,
When hour of death is come, let none ask whence or why.

SPENSER.

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FRAUD.

Fraud showed in comely clothes a lovely look,
An humble cast of eye, a sober pace;
And so sweet speech, a man might her have took
For him that said "_Hail Mary full of grace;_"
But all the rest deformedly did look.
As full of filthiness and foul disgrace;
Hid under long, large garments that she wore,
Under the which, a poisoned knife she bore.

SIR J. HARRINGTON.

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VIRTUE.

What one art thou thus in torn weeds yclad?
Virtue, in price, whom ancient sages had--
Why poorly clad? for fading goods past care--
Why double fac'd? I mark each fortunes rare;
This bridle, what? mind's rages to restrain--
Why bear you tools? I love to take great pain--
Why wings? I teach above the stars to fly--
Why tread your death? I only cannot die.

WYAT.

* * * * *

TEMPERANCE.

Of all God's works which doth this world adorn,
There is none more fair and excellent
Than is man's body, both for power and form,
Whilst it is kept in sober government,
But none than it more foul and indecent,
Distempered through misrules and passions base,
It grows a monster and incontinent,
Doth lose his dignity and native grace.

SPENSER.

* * * * *

PLEASURE.

Never have unjust pleasures been complete
In joys entire: but still fear kept the door.
And held back something from that hell of sweet,
To intersour unsure delights the more
For never did all circumstances meet
With those desires that were conceiv'd before,
Something must still be left to cheer our sin,
And give a touch of what should not have been.

DANIELL.

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MAN.

He that compar'd man's body to a host
Said that the hands were scouts discovering harms,
The feet were horsemen thundering on the coast,
The breast and stomach foemen, huge in swarms,
But for the head in sovereignty did boast,
It captain was, director of alarms,
Whose rashness if it hazarded any ill,