The World is much for _Shewes_, and few there are So diligent to _bee_, as to _appeare_; Although a little travaile more, would make them Those men, for which, the _lookers-on_ mistake them. Some, have so toyled, and consum’d so much, To get a false repute of being _Rich_, That, they have spent farre more, than would have bought, The _substance_ of the _shadow_, they have sought; And, caused those, who deem’d them rich before, To know them, to bee miserably _poore_. Some others, would so faine be counted _Wise_, That, they consume in _Curiosities_, In _Sophistries_, and superficiall _showes_, More pretious Time, than would have made them those, They long to seeme, (had halfe that meanes been spent, In seeking _Wisdome_, with a pure intent) Whereas, the glorioust purchases of such, (Though by their Peeres they seeme applauded much) Are still so vaine, that little they possesse, But fruitlesse _leaves_, of _learned foolishnesse_: Yea, by affecting more than is their due, They lose ev’n both the _substance_, and the _shew_; And, so, instead of honours _Crowne_, have worne The _Coxcombes_, of a well-deserved scorne. But, of all _Fooleries_, the grossest _Folly_ Is theirs, who weare those _garbes_ of _seeming-holy_, Which paine them sore, yet make them still appeare, To _God_ and _Men_, as wicked as they are. Be, therefore, what, to be thou hast profest; But, bee not of this last, of all the rest. _Pursue thy =Workes=, without delay, For, thy short =houres= runne fast away._ [Illustration: FESTINAT DECURRERE. ILLVSTR. IIII. _Book. 4_]