_Could’st thou (O Earth) live thus obscure, and now_ _Within an Age, shew forth thy plentious brow_ _Of rich variety, gilded with fruitful Fame,_ _That (Trumpet-like) doth Heraldize thy Name,_ _And tells the World there is a Land now found,_ _That all Earth’s Globe can’t parallel its Ground?_ _Dwell, and be prosperous, and with thy plenty feed_ _The craving Carkesses of those Souls that need._ {44} CHAP. II. _Of the Government and Natural Disposition of the People._ Mary-Land, not from the remoteness of her situation, but from the regularity of her well ordered Government, may (without sin, I think) be called _Singular_: And though she is not supported with such large Revenues as some of her Neighbours are, yet such is her wisdom in a reserved silence, and not in pomp, to shew her well-conditioned Estate, in relieving at a distance the proud poverty of those that wont be seen they want, as well as those which by undeniable necessities are drove upon the Rocks of pinching wants: Yet such a loathsome creature is a common and folding-handed Beggar, that upon the penalty of almost a perpetual working in Imprisonment, they are not to appear, nor lurk near our vigilant and laborious dwellings. The Country hath received a general spleen and antipathy against the very name and nature of it; and though there were no Law provided (as there is) to suppress it, I am certainly confident, there is none within the Province that would lower themselves so much below the dignity of men to beg, as long as limbs and life keep house together; so much is a vigilant industrious care esteem’d. {45} He that desires to see the real Platform of a quiet and sober Government extant, Superiority with a meek and yet commanding power sitting at the Helme, steering the actions of State quietly, through the multitude and diversity of Opinionous waves that diversly meet, let him look on _Mary-Land_ with eyes admiring, and he’ll then judge her, _The Miracle of this Age_. Here the _Roman Catholick_, and the _Protestant Episcopal_ (whom the world would perswade have proclaimed open Wars irrevocably against each other), contrarywise concur in an unanimous parallel of friendship, and inseparable love intayled into one another: All Inquisitions, Martyrdom, and Banishments are not so much as named, but unexpressably abhorr’d by each other.