The Works of George Chapman: Poems, and minor translations

Tentrap thyself? whom thou dost hardlier

please

OF CONSTANCY IN GOODNESS.

Than thou canst them? Arm then thy WHO fears disgrace for things well done,

mind with these:

I have decrees set down 'twixt me and God:

I know his precepts, I will bear his load,

But what men throw upon me, I reject,
No more shall let the freedom I elect;
I have an owner that will challenge me,
Strong to defend. enough to satisfy;
The rod of Mercury will charm all these,
And make them neither strange, nor hard
to please.

And these decrees in houses constitute Friendship and love; in fields cause store of fruit ;

In cities, riches; and in temples zeal,
And all the world would make one

common-weal.

Shun braggart glory, seek no place, no

name,

No shows, no company, no laughing game,

No fashion, nor no champion of thy

praise,

that knows it?

Wrong ever does most harm to him tha does it.

Who more joy takes, that men his goo advance,

Than in the good itself, does it by chance That being the work of others, this his own In all these actions, therefore, that ar

FOR ILL SUCCESS.

If thou sustain'st in any sort an ill,

As children sweetmeats love and holi-Bear some good with thee to change for

days.

Be knowing shamefacedness thy grace and

›mely and checkless, so in habit be.
r if a man shall show me one com-
mended

r wit, skill, judgment, never so ex-
tended,

at goes fantastically, and doth fit
e vulgar fashion, never think his wit
of a sound piece, but hath bracks in it.

If slovenly and nastily in weeds
Thou keep'st thy body, such must be thy
deeds.

Hence, to the desert, which thou well
deservest,

And now no more for man's society servest.
External want to this height doth express
Both inward negligence and rottenness.

FRAGMENTS.

OF CIRCUMSPECTION.

hope to 'scape the law, do nought amiss, penance ever in the action is.

OF SUFFERANCE.

rgues more power willingly to yield what by no repulse can be repell'd, n to be victor of the greatest state can, with any fortune, subjugate.

OF THE SOUL.

Since with that Best and Truth, such joy still goes,

That he that finds them, cannot but dis

pose

His whole life to them. Servile Avarice can
Profane no liberal knowledge-coveting

man.

Such hypocrites opinion only have, Without the* mind's use: which doth more deprave

Their knowing powers, than if they+
nought did know.

For if with all the sciences they flow,
Not having that, that such joy brings
withal

Soul serves with her functions to As cannot in unlearn'd men's courses fall: excite,

or, prepare, and order appetite,

se aversation, and susception:
all which, all her ill is built upon
eceived judgments; which reform with
good;

as with ill she yielded to thy blood,
I made thy pleasures God and man
displease,

will as well set both their powers at

As with a tempest they are rapt past hope
Of knowing Truth, because they think his

EPICEDIUM;

OR,

A FUNERAL SON G.

“An Epicede, or, Funerall Song: On the most disastrous Death of the High-borne Princ of Men, Henry Prince of Wales, Duke of Cornewaile and Rothsay, Count Palatine of Chester, Earle of Carick, and late Knight of the most Noble Order of the Garter. Which Noble Prince deceased at St. James, the sixt day of November, 1612, and was most Princely interred the seventh day of December following, within the Abbey of Westminster, in the Eighteenth yeere of his Age London: Printed by T. S. for Iohn Budge, and are to bee sould at his shop at the great south dore

of Paules and at Brittanes Bursse. 1612."

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